Chapter 10: The Haughty Neighbor Wife Was Shoplifting at the Mart.
"57845"
The woman seemed to have completely given up. She obediently told me the password to unlock her phone.
I turned it on and checked if any recording or video was running. As expected, she hadn't had the leisure for that.
"From now on, if you're caught doing anything stupid without my permission, that's it. End of story."
That was my first demand.
The wife nodded silently.
"What's your name?"
I already knew, but I made her confirm it once more.
"Kim Bora."
"Good. So, like you said, shall we give it a try?"
The woman wasn't stupid. She understood what I meant right away.
"Wanna see if that body of yours is impressive enough to boldly suggest sleeping together?"
She glared at me. But what could she do? She brought it up first. I was just accepting her offer.
It didn't take long for Bora to steel herself. She began stripping off her clothes one by one. She neatly folded her flowing gray dress and placed it on the sofa, then removed her white bra and set it on top. She hesitated over the last piece—her panties.
"If you don't want to, you can turn back now."
She bit her lip.
"I do want to."
Finally, the neighbor wife stood naked before me.
Looking at her stripped bare, her body was far more stunning than I'd imagined under her clothes. It was hard to believe she'd borne a child.
She must have been confident in her figure, always wearing those tight outfits that flaunted it.
"How tall are you?"
I asked in a haughty tone, unlike before.
"168."
She answered, clearly annoyed.
"Breasts?"
"...C-cup."
A bit modest, but with that killer body, bigger ones might not suit her anyway.
"Your pubes are neatly trimmed down there? Did you groom them?"
The hair covering her gorgeous nude pussy wasn't thick—just enough to modestly frame the area.
"It's... always like this."
Her naked body trembled faintly as she answered reluctantly.
"Nice body. Yeah, worthy of offering to fuck."
She didn't look pleased at all by my praise.
"Your husband must be hooked."
Of course, I had no idea who fell first. I just mentioned him to prod her.
Sure enough, she bit her lip.
I didn't know what kind of wife she was to him. Maybe she had a secret boyfriend, or maybe she truly loved her husband dearly. Either way, having to bring him up while stripped naked before a stranger clearly wasn't pleasant—no need to ask.
"So, what can that hot body do for me?"
"Do whatever you want. Just please delete that video..."
Desperation filled her face.
"You'll help me out, then?"
The neighbor wife approached and started undressing me. Her movements weren't exactly tender—probably uncomfortable—but she wasn't completely clumsy. I knew her husband often stumbled home drunk past midnight. She must have done this for him plenty of times.
"Keep going."
I plopped down on the sofa.
That left her with only one option.
She knelt before me. Gave me one last glare, then reached for my cock.
She gripped the base of the glans with one hand and started stroking slowly.
"No. Who said handjob?"
She looked up at me again, eyes full of resentment. For a brief moment, she hesitated. Endure the humiliation? Or storm out? A whirlwind of thoughts must have raced through her mind.
But she had the guts to steal, not to risk her life fighting.
Slowly, she leaned forward. Opened her mouth and took me in.
"Mmgh!"
She let out a short groan, her body shuddering. Chin-chilling humiliation, they say. That was exactly her.
Come to think of it, I hadn't even showered after work. Oops. Kinda sorry? But imagining how disgusting an unwashed cock must feel all day... nah, don't wanna think about it.
She only shuddered at first, then settled into steadily sucking me off. The neighbor wife licked my glans with her tongue while gripping the shaft with both hands, working it hard.
Mm... pretty fast. Real fast. She wanted this nasty situation over quick. And she knew faster strokes meant quicker cum for the guy.
"When I cum, don't pull away—swallow every drop."
She froze.
"Th-that... no way."
She pulled off my cock and begged, looking up.
"Keep going."
I had zero sympathy.
She took the hideous thing back in her mouth. Moved her hands. Much slower now. Really scared of cum in her mouth, huh?
"Swallow it all. Spill even one drop, our deal's off. I'll call the cops, tell 'em everything—your theft, how you followed me offering your body. Maybe post the video on the kindergarten board or city hall."
By now, every word from me stabbed like a needle. If threats didn't scare her, she wouldn't be naked or sucking a stranger's dick.
"That slow? When's this gonna end?"
I commented on her noticeably sluggish strokes. This would just drag out the suffering.
Unable to hold back her anger, she peeked up and glared. I grinned back.
Her eyes reddened—was it the pain of a stranger's huge cock in her mouth? Or her pride crumbling? She lowered her head and sped up her hands. Might as well finish quick now.
I reached out, tilting her head up slightly. Half my cock slipped from her mouth, leaving just the glans between her lips.
She scowled again. Yeah, that's the expression I wanted.
With fierce, hate-filled eyes, she jerked her hands furiously. Perfect.
Sweet sex with a loving woman who adores me is great, but getting serviced by one who hates my guts like this? Pure bliss.
Ah! Close. Intense stimulation, way stronger than usual.
Sensing it, I grabbed her head and shoved down. She got it—clamped her lips tight around me.
Splat!
Cum erupted into the haughty neighbor wife's noble mouth.
Splat! Was it the extra arousal? More volume than usual.
"Guh!"
Her head thrashed. Wonder what it's like forcing down a stranger's load? Honestly, can't imagine—and don't want to empathize.
Splat! My whole body shivered with pleasure. Selfish pricks like me only chase our own bliss.
Gulp!
She swallowed.
"Guh! Guh! Guh!!"
She shuddered in disgust. But I didn't let go of her head. Too good to end yet.
I held on a while longer; she swallowed a couple more times. Finally releasing her, she spat out my cock and gasped raggedly.
"Hah! Hah!"
Tears brimmed in her eyes as she glared.
"Open your mouth."
The merciless man checked if she'd swallowed.
She opened. Familiar scent wafted out. Some saliva-mixed residue, but good enough.
"Bathroom's over there."
A small mercy. Her place mirrored mine, so she knew—but this was permission to go.
She bolted in.
Whoosh!!
"Urk! Blurk! Guh!"
Water rushed; harsh retching as she tried purging it all. That only satisfied me more.
"Ugh! Blurk!"
Nearly five minutes later, she emerged, face wrecked.
"That enough now?"
Defeat etched her features.
Enough? I didn't say. Just beckoned.
Docilely, she approached. Knelt again, took my cock in her mouth.
Within moments, it hardened in her warmth. That good.
Just ten minutes post-cum, re-erect from sheer excitement.
I lifted her head. Eyes blazing with rage and despair met mine.
I pulled her body atop me.
The neighbor wife climbed onto the sofa, straddling me. No words needed.
She reached down, guided my cock into her.
Eh? Slid in easier than expected. Way wetter.
Ah, right. She's a casted actress. Abuse-type protagonist.
• Casted actresses gain pleasure when abused by the AV Master.
• This pleasure is independent of natural sexual desire.
• Humiliating relationships, shameful situations, acts against will, pride destruction, threats, etc., are effective.
• Pleasure scales with the intensity of humiliation and shame felt.
What she did earlier perfectly matched those conditions. No wonder her body reacted, soaking wet.
For this proud neighbor wife, I'd deactivated Active Card <Expression>. I wanted her rage during abuse, not ecstatic moans.
I positioned us face-to-face, forcing eye contact.
She glared, same as before.
"Move."
She rocked her hips back and forth. Eyes still sharp.
Slowly... then a bit faster. Faster still.
Not joyfully riding me—no, she knew making me cum quick ended this hell faster.
"How's it feel?"
Out-of-nowhere question.
"Good."
Soulless reply.
"I don't want forced answers from you, Bora. Be honest."
"Disgusting."
She latched onto "honest" eagerly.
"How much?"
"Enough to die. Disgusting."
Her contemptuous voice thrilled me.
"Filthy bastard."
"Says the thief offering her body."
"Cowardly perv! Ah!"
Mid-curse, she yelped unwittingly and bit her lip in shock.
"Feeling it? You like this after all?"
"Like hell! You scum!"
She kept grinding while spewing insults. Adorable—I smiled, reaching to fondle her breasts.
"Eek!"
She glared at my hand, head down. Definitely not pleased.
"Cum quick."
She ramped up speed.
"Do good, and I will."
"Don't cum inside. Warn me."
"No."
"Please."
Her defiance gone, she pleaded anxiously now.