Beyond the Magic Mirror: Husband on the Other Side (94)
Bora seemed to have made her decision. She'd figured out what I wanted and was trying to resolve the issue by quickly satisfying my desires.
I stripped off her panties and flung them over the partition. They soared high into the air before landing on the other side of the glass. Bora's eyes, fixed on them, burned with an indescribable hatred.
I laid her body back on the bed and thrust my cock toward her mouth. Without hiding her anger in the slightest, Bora grabbed it with her hand and brought it to her lips. She took the glans into her mouth, gripped the shaft, and worked it furiously. Her intent was obvious: Please cum quick and get the hell out! All the while, her eyes never once left the magic mirror.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Bora flinched in surprise, her body trembling slightly. Min-ah, who'd gone over to the other side earlier, had returned and was now touching Bora's lower half.
"What are you doing?" Bora yanked my cock from her mouth and asked me, her lips flapping in agitation.
"It might tickle a bit, but please endure it," Min-ah said with a smile.
"Y-yes? Y-yeah..." Bora stammered, her face flustered as she forced out a response, unsure what to do.
"Ack!"
She jerked in shock as Min-ah brought her mouth to Bora's pussy. But my hand, anticipating it, pinned her upper body down, leaving her unable to move. Bora bit her lip hard and glared at me. It seemed she'd finally realized this was all my doing—the therapist licking her privates.
"Does it tickle a lot?"
She whipped her head around at her husband's voice from beyond the glass. Fortunately, he was still face-down, not looking this way.
"Y-yeah..." Bora forced the words out, summoning her strength.
"Hmm... Yeah, it feels refreshing, but pressing the sides really tickles..."
"Doesn't it?" Bora's voice was thick with tension.
"If it's too ticklish, let me know right away. I'll adjust the pressure," the therapist on his side said, pressing his nape.
"I'm fine. This feels great right now." He sounded pretty satisfied. Guess being a veteran makes a difference.
Whatever. I didn't care. I shoved my cock back at her. Bora's eyes narrowed fiercely as she took it into her mouth again, gripping the shaft and pumping hard. All she wanted was to end this hellish situation fast.
"Hng!"
Bora let out a choked gasp from Min-ah's skilled tongue work. Panic lingered on her face. She'd probably never imagined another woman's tongue invading her body like this. And the moans escaping despite her efforts to hold them back must have been mortifying.
That day, for the first time with Bora, I activated the Active Card <Expression>. Unfortunately for her, she could no longer hide her feelings now.
"Hmph!"
Min-ah's tongue went far beyond what Bora could endure. She forgot to stimulate my cock, clamping her hand over her mouth to stifle her moans instead. Her eyes still darted to the glass, occasionally turning to me with frantic head shakes.
Please stop! That's what she wanted to scream. But Min-ah showed no mercy—that was my order. Make this woman writhe in pleasure with all you've got. And Min-ah was performing her quest admirably.
I pulled her hand away and forced my cock into her mouth.
"Hurrgh~"
With her mouth stretched wide around the massive thing, Bora made grotesque noises. As I received her desperate blowjob, I glanced down at her lower half. Moved by Min-ah's passionate service, she arched her back, hips lifted high in a perfect bow. So damn adorable.
I pulled out of her mouth and embraced her, kissing her instead. Huh? For some reason, she pushed her tongue into my mouth. It wasn't unheard of, but usually only happened late in the act when she'd lost all reason...
Was Bora already losing it? Or was it the Active Card <Expression>? This could count as expression, I suppose. Or maybe she was trying to excite me quick to end things? Her brow furrowed deeply—hard to tell if it was pleasure or unbearable embarrassment.
Not bad either way. Bora wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing passionately. But her efforts to stay silent meant she hadn't fully lost control.
"Hurry..."
She mouthed silently as our lips parted. I knew what she wanted: Put it in quick. The Bora I knew would never beg for insertion herself. The card's effect? Or just desperation to finish? Probably both.
I climbed onto the bed where she lay, and Min-ah immediately stepped aside, reading the cue.
"Hurry and put it in."
Bora urged me, her eyes brimming with desire—unlike her usual self. She probably thought her actions were just rational to avoid getting caught by her husband. But deep down, she wanted it too.
I thrust into her. Bora braced her waist with her legs, shoving her pussy hard against me.
"Hah!"
This time, her moan was unrestrained. Far from pain. We'd been at it over a month now—her body had adapted, even to something this huge. Plus, her insides were plenty wet. No matter how terrified she was of her husband finding out, her body was brutally honest.
Thwack!
I slammed into her with the ferocity of that recent orc transformation. Somehow, traces of that beastly orc nature lingered in me since then.
"Guh!"
Bora let out a troubled grunt.
"You okay?" Even her husband caught that it wasn't normal.
"Huh? Y-yeah... Ah! I'm fine. My muscles just spasmed a bit."
"Sorry. I'll press more gently then," Min-ah said with a smile.
The two women desperately tried to keep the truth from the man beyond the glass. But the beast inside me wouldn't have it. For some reason, this woman drove me wild today—I couldn't control myself.
Once more, powerfully...
"Hng!"
Bora moaned again.
"Sounds like it really hurts. Hang in there. I felt some pain earlier too... Ack!"
"These muscles here are really knotted," the veteran therapist chimed in.
Wonder how much she knew? Anyway, pushing too hard might backfire. I decided to give Bora a breather, reining in my savagery as I moved.
After all this time, I knew exactly what motions made her react.
"Haa!"
Her lips parted slightly, a soft moan escaping.
"See? Feels good, right?" Her husband was clueless.
"Y-yeah... Feels so good."
Bora answered with a languid expression—then startled, eyes widening at me. She shook her head vigorously.
No! That's not it! her eyes screamed.
I leaned down and kissed her flustered face. This time, she clamped her mouth shut in defiance. I don't like you at all! her furrowed glare said.
But she parted her lips eventually. I slipped my tongue in while thrusting.
"Haa!"
She gasped into the kiss, mouth opening wide. Couldn't hold it back anymore. I ended the kiss for her sake and straightened up. Bora glared at me with her original venomous eyes. The intense pleasure had snapped her back to clarity. Her gaze held a storm of emotions: hatred, murder, contempt, regret, guilt, anxiety.
I pistoned harder to devour them all.
"Now we'll switch to traditional Thai style. The pressure will intensify, so speak up if it hurts too much," the veteran therapist announced.
"Sure. Do whatever feels right."
Men react easily to talk of enduring pain—at least Korean ones. Pride and bravado, not wanting to show weakness.
She kicked off her shoes and climbed onto his back.
"This spot's the most knotted."
She pressed somewhere.
"Urk!"
Her husband jolted hard. Must've been a sensitive spot.
"Haak!"
Bora moaned.
"You got a therapist on top of you too?" her husband asked.
"H-huh? Y-yeah..." Was Bora thrown because I really was on top of her?
I barely held back a laugh.
You bastard! Her lips formed perfectly.
Having fun humiliating that guy?
I shook my head. I didn't care what happened to him. I just loved seeing Bora drown in guilt and pleasure.
Around then, the ambient massage room music shifted subtly—more beat-driven, intense. From healing tracks to energizing ones. The volume swelled more on his side than ours, fine-tuned continuously. Hard to notice right away, but a clear difference from the start. Our small noises and whispers would be drowned out now.
No doubt. Anna, Min-ah, and Ara had tested it thoroughly for today.
"Hah! Haak!"
Bora didn't know. Even if she noticed, she'd chalk it up to louder music. Her rough moans proved she'd lost her reason.
"Ahng!"
Her body curled like a shrimp. Beautiful sight. She clapped a hand over her mouth in shock, glaring at me again.
Sorry, I mouthed.
Her brow furrowed.
"Haak!"
By now, she'd realized something was off today. Why her moans were wilder, why she couldn't control herself. No clue.
"Haa!"
Another moan, her face pitiful, almost tearful. Her anger at me had faded.
"Tough?"
I paused and asked. She flinched—first time I'd spoken aloud. She shook her head frantically, finger to lips: Don't speak! She knew my voice well enough. Plenty reason to fear.
I nodded, honoring it.
"Get up."
A near-whisper. Enough. Bora sprang up like the most obedient pup.
"Do what you always do."
I worried if she'd get it, but she understood right away.