Atop Another Man's Traces
“……You okay?”
he asked.
His voice carried apology and, at the same time, a hunger he could no longer hold back.
Eunjeong buried her face deeper into his chest and answered in the smallest of whispers.
“Mm… I’m okay.”
Still carrying another man’s traces inside her body, leaning into Taeseok like this only made her feel filthier—more shameless—than before.
What the hell… I’m harder than usual.
Taeseok lifted her chin and looked at her face.
Even while apologizing, she was a woman who clearly wanted him to take her right then and there.
Her slightly parted, plump lips looked delicious.
“Taeseok…”
The moment his name left her mouth, he crushed his lips against hers.
The kiss was deep and rough from the first second.
When his tongue pushed into her mouth, Eunjeong wrapped both arms around his neck as if she had been waiting for it and welcomed him greedily.
Wet, hungry sounds filled the space between them.
A woman who would come to him whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted.
He could have grown tired of her, yet her allure still refused to fade.
Her tongue coiled around his, sucking, their hot breaths tangling together.
Taeseok’s hand slowly slid under her skirt.
The soft, firm flesh of her thighs met his palm.
Without a word, Eunjeong lifted one leg and rested it over his, opening the space beneath her skirt wider so his hand could move freely.
She was telling him with her body, not her voice, to touch her as much as he liked.
When his fingers parted the soft flesh and slipped inside, a small moan escaped her.
“Ha-eung~ Deeper…”
“That bastard… did he come inside you?”
Taeseok briefly broke the kiss and breathed the question against her ear, hot and low.
Eunjeong panted and shook her head.
“Haah… haah… No… I made him use a condom…”
“Good girl.”
He pushed his fingers deep into her pussy.
“I… I’ll do anything you want, but… heuung♡”
Her words cut off as her body shuddered.
When his fingers found her most sensitive spot and rubbed it with precise pressure, her hips moved on their own.
Face buried against his neck, she spilled sweet, wet moans.
He licked her ear while his fingers worked deeper, teasing the soft heat inside her.
“I was just… heuung… so scared you’d think I was dirty… that’s what terrified me the most.”
Her voice trembled, tangled with moans.
“That’ll never happen.”
Taeseok answered while roughly kneading her breasts through the dress.
“Then… that’s a relief… aahng~”
A sharp jolt cut through her when his fingers brushed that sensitive place again, and her words broke apart.
“Heuung…! As long as you… don’t throw me away… I’ll do… anything…”
Eunjeong looked up at him with damp eyes and added,
“Please… don’t abandon me… I’ll get as dirty as you want… however you want it…”
Watching her—obedient to even his most outrageous orders yet still terrified of being discarded—filled Taeseok with deep satisfaction and a darker pleasure.
“Was it good with Jeonghun?”
He asked while pressing hard against her most sensitive spot.
Eunjeong squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.
Her thighs trembled violently, clenching around his fingers even tighter.
“There’s no way… it could be…”
His fingers sank deeper still.
Her words dissolved into a moan.
“Haang…! Even half… of the way you put your fingers in me… he can’t even come close…”
Even while speaking, she couldn’t keep her hips still.
Instinctively she rolled her pelvis forward and back, trying to take his fingers deeper.
“Anything else happen?”
“That kid… he asked for my number.”
“Figured he would. So… did you give it to him?”
Eunjeong shook her head, breathing hard.
“Haang~♡ As if I would. What business would I have contacting him?”
“He backed off quietly?”
“He didn’t have a choice. I… was a little cold about it.”
Eunjeong climbed on top of him.
As her legs spread, she hiked her dress up to her waist. Like that, she tugged his pants down and freed his thick, rigid cock.
“I only need this from my Taeseok.”
With one hand she spread her pussy and slowly sank down onto him.
“Heuooong…♡”
The moment his thick cock filled her completely, Eunjeong threw her head back and let out a long, broken moan.
“When something this good… is right here… who else would I even think about…”
Eyes half-lidded, she rolled her hips in slow circles.
Her pussy swallowed him to the root and squeezed hard.
She buried her face against his neck and kept spilling those sweet moans.
Taeseok watched her ride him with deep, dark eyes.
This woman… she’s completely mine.
The thought filled his chest like fire.
A woman who would do anything he ordered, who would climb on top of him and roll her hips like this whenever he wanted.
Knowing that every ounce of her pleasure, every moan, every movement of her body existed only for him sent a fierce wave of satisfaction and raw dominance through him.
He gripped her waist hard with both hands and thrust up from below.
Slap!
Slap!
He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered,
“When I imagine you… giving your body to another man… I get weirdly harder.”
Eunjeong trembled at his words even as she moved her hips harder.
“Don’t… don’t imagine that.”
“If I wanted to watch… would you show me that too?”
“You’re so cruel… how far are you planning to make me go?”
“I don’t know yet. But… you’ll do it for me, right?”
“You’re insane. I don’t know… I don’t know… just… keep fucking me like this right now.”
Name: Kim Eunjeong
Age: 39
Occupation: Landlord
Emotion Level 71 / 100
Dominance 70 / 100
[Special Notes]
• Widowed five years ago (has long suppressed her loneliness)
• Pressure from the advances of real-estate agency owner Yang Chunseok
• Gradual immersion in and dependence on the emotions she feels toward Taeseok
• Guilt over the affair with Park Suyeong (Taeseok’s father)
[Skills]
Blessing of Beauty (Passive) — Active
As if rewarding her for carrying out his orders so faithfully, Taeseok fucked her for hours without rest.
He laid her on the bed, flipped her onto her stomach, turned her onto her side—changing positions endlessly while he drove into her without pause.
The creak of the bed frame, the wet slap of flesh, and Eunjeong’s voice filled the room completely.
“Aang…! Taeseok… haaang…! Again… I’m coming again…!”
She came again and again.
She reached climax, and before the aftershocks even faded she was coming once more.
In the accumulating feast of pleasure she could do nothing but spill meaningless moans.
At last she shuddered hard through one final orgasm and collapsed completely.
Her eyes were closed, but her breathing was still rough.
Taeseok pulled her into his arms and fell asleep with her.
In the middle of the night Taeseok woke with a fierce thirst and quietly sat up.
Eunjeong still slept deeply beside him.
Naked, he slipped out toward the kitchen without a sound, careful not to let his footsteps echo in the hallway.
Then—
“……Huh?”
He came face to face with Eunsu holding a glass of water.
She wore a loose T-shirt and hot pants.
Her hair was tied up carelessly, and sleep still clung to her face.
She had clearly come out for a drink as well.
The moment she saw him—completely bare, his massive cock on full display—she turned her head away.
“What the hell… did you forget this is a house full of women?”
Only then did Taeseok register his state, but instead of panicking he simply shrugged.
“At least throw something on. A towel or whatever.”
Eunsu still refused to look at him; her voice stayed cold.
Her gaze stayed locked on the refrigerator.
“Why so shy? You’ve already seen everything… When did you get back?”
Taeseok asked while casually covering himself with one hand.
“Mm… right around the time you were completely killing my sister… I almost opened the door because I really thought she was dying.”
Taeseok snorted a quiet laugh as he filled a glass with water.
“Today… I just wanted to make our Eunjeong so happy she thought she might die.”
“Our… Eunjeong?”
Eunsu’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
She crossed her arms and scoffed.
“Well… cut me some slack.”
“What about me? Am I just ‘noona’?”
“Why? Want me to call you Eunsu too?”
“You wanna die?”
Eunsu narrowed her eyes at him, but the corner of her mouth twitched upward.
Taeseok took a leisurely sip of water and answered,
“So… you still want me to keep calling you noona, then?”
“Whatever. But… are you going back into unni’s room?”
“Why? Is that not allowed?”
Eunsu let out a long sigh and scratched her head.
Her eyes dipped briefly to his chest and lower, then climbed back up.
“Haa… What’s stopping you? If that’s what you want, go ahead… But first… can you talk with me for a second?”
“Sure. In your room?”
“Yeah…”
“Alright. Let’s go.”
Taeseok answered easily.
Eunsu turned first and headed for her room.
The moment Taeseok stepped into Eunsu’s room he pulled the blanket over his lower half.
Even covered, his still-hard cock made an obvious bulge in the fabric.
“What’s up?”
Taeseok asked.
Eunsu hesitated for a moment, then seemed to make up her mind and spoke.
She curled in on herself a little, face flushed.
“Just… asking out of curiosity…”
“Yeah…”
“If I do it with you… do I get prettier?”
“What?”
Taeseok’s eyes widened for a second.
Eunsu grew even more embarrassed at his reaction and lowered her head.
Her ears burned bright red all the way to the tips.
“I know… it sounds ridiculous. But… unni’s body changed so much, and lately mine has too… so I just wanted to ask.”
Taeseok studied her for a long moment, then smiled softly.
“How did you figure that out? Faster than I expected…”
Eunsu’s eyes went wide.
“Wait? It’s real?”
“Yeah… it’s real. If you do it with me… you get prettier.”
Eunsu muttered under her breath, still half-disbelieving.
“No way…”
“Well… if you think about it, it’s not completely impossible. People say women get prettier after orgasms, right? But the ones I give… are on a completely different level… so you get prettier on a completely different level.”
Even after hearing the explanation, Eunsu still looked stunned.
She glanced down at her own firm thighs and chest and mumbled,
“It really doesn’t make any sense… but I’ve seen it and felt it, so I can’t just not believe it…”
“How did you notice, though? We haven’t even done it that many times…”
“I… check my body carefully every single day. I’m a PT trainer. Lately the changes have been way too insane…”
“Figures… trainers are different. Eunjeong only seemed to catch on after she came like ten or twenty times with me.”
“I see…”
Her curiosity was answered, yet her expression only grew more conflicted.
“Then… can I head out now?”
“Huh? Uh… yeah, I guess…”
Eunsu bit her lip for a second.
She looked like she still had something else to say.
“What? Something else?”
At Taeseok’s question, Eunsu didn’t answer right away. Instead she looked up at him.
Her eyes held embarrassment—and an unmistakable heat she couldn’t hide.
The overwhelming pleasure she had felt yesterday when they secretly fucked in the same place her sister had been, and now the words “you get prettier.”
Those two things were what every woman wanted—not just her.
“Hey… just wondering… is your stamina… still okay?”
