The Old Servant and the Final Affair (3)
Jong Yak-hui wrapped her arms around the foul-smelling Dong-ssi Halabeom of her own free will, rocking her hips back and forth as she ground her pussy against his cock.
The pleasure was maddeningly teasing.
Haa haa, it's only the flesh of my pussy spreading and rubbing. I want him inside me, but the height doesn't match for penetration.
Dong-ssi Halabeom was roughly the same height as she was. That left his cock level with her entrance, perfectly horizontal.
If my pussy were just a little higher, he could slide right in.
Before, he had lifted her and driven upward from below. Now he could not move a muscle, so she would have to create the angle herself.
She scanned the warehouse and spotted a small crate. Setting it atop a sack of grain gave her just enough height to step up onto it. Climbing onto the box, she took hold of his cock again and lined the head against her entrance—raising herself so she could take him.
Squelch, squelch—slick, slick—slip, plunge—squelch, plunge—
“Haaah…! I-it’s in. The head’s inside me. Hnnngh!”
Aaaah, with my pussy higher like this, the head dips in and out as I sink down. Ah, it feels so good. Moments like this make me think I must have a lewd streak in me after all. Living only with my husband, I never knew.
She sank into the pleasure of his cock working into her, then hugged him close once more and began to roll her pale hips forward and back.
Squelch, squelch—slick, slick—slip, plunge—squelch, plunge—
“Haaat haaat…! Digging into my pussy feels better and better. Aaaah, so good. Hnnk hnnk!”
Standing on the crate let his cock spear into her entrance. Face-to-face and upright, the penetration could never go deep. Yet every time she rocked her hips, his shaft drove into her at a slanting angle, and that angled thrust sent sharp excitement racing through her.
The lewd spectacle of a woman mounting a standing man and fucking herself on his cock unfolded before them, and Jong Yak-hui felt both pleasure and a fierce joy at taking the lead.
Haa haa, so this is what it feels like when I move and take the cock myself. Before I just stayed still while the men did the thrusting. This way I can match the pace to my own excitement—I love it. Aaaah, it feels wonderful. Haaak haaak!
She found deep satisfaction in the sex she was directing.
Squelch, squelch—slick, slick—slip, plunge—squelch, plunge—
“Haaat haaat…! Hnnngh…! Aaaah, so good.”
Was it the strain in her legs? As she tensed both thighs, they began to tremble violently. The tightening muscles squeezed the area around her pubic bone and crotch, a constant pressure that only heightened the sensation.
Squelch, squelch—slick, slick—slip, plunge—squelch, plunge—
“Haaat haaat…! Hnnnngh!”
Pssst—psssh—pssshk—psssh—
“Haa haa, the moment I put strength into my thighs, the piss starts coming out. Haa haa…!”
She began to spurt short, sharp jets of urine.
Squelch, squelch—slick, slick—slip, plunge—squelch, plunge—
“Hnnngh…! So good!”
Pssst—psssh—pssshk pssshk—pssst pssst—
She kept firing off those brief spurts, legs shaking, face slack with rapture.
It feels too good. But it isn’t deep enough.
Standing sex always had that flaw—it never reached the depths she craved when she spread her legs and let men bury themselves to the hilt. Right now she could not hope for Dong-ssi Halabeom to take that role.
Ssslick—pop—
When the full, stuffed satisfaction never came, she pulled free, laid him down on an empty grain sack, and left him staring at the ceiling. True to his age, the moment his cock left her pussy it sagged. Not completely soft the way it had been earlier, yet nowhere near proudly upright. Like any old man, it drooped toward his thigh.
She started to lean down and suck him hard again, then hesitated.
Better to pleasure him at the same time than just suck alone…
Remembering how he had licked and kissed her pussy, she swung her hips around, presented her backside to his face, and pressed her wet folds against his lips.
Ssslick—
“Hnnngh!”
Aaaah, I can feel his lips and that rough beard. My pussy’s so sensitive now I swear I can feel every single whisker. Haa haa!
She began rubbing herself up and down against his mouth.
Scrape scrape—squelch squelch—ssslick ssslick—squelch squelch—
“Haa haa…! Aaaah, so good. The way his beard and lips rasp over my pussy feels wonderful—like a brush sweeping across my clit.”
The coarse friction of an old man’s mouth and whiskers against her swollen folds sent fresh heat coiling through her.
Ssslick—ssslick—
She bent forward, took his cock in hand, and slid it into her mouth.
Slurp—slurp—sssuuuck—sssuck—
“Haa haa…! Hnnngh!”
“Hnnk hnnk! Haaah haaah!”
Her pussy ground against his mouth while her own lips greedily sucked his cock.
Haa haa, sucking him again and the smell of cock-cheese is overpowering. My whole mouth feels polluted by it. I used to hate it so much, yet today I don’t mind at all. Instead the excitement keeps exploding inside my head.
The scratchy drag of his beard on her clit and the thick musk of his cock flooding her senses made her dizzy with rising lust.
Slurp—slurp—sssuuuck—sssuck—
“Haa haa…! Hnnngh hnnngh…!”
“Hnnk hnnk! Haaah haaah haaah!”
Haa haa, it feels so good. The friction on my pussy, the smell of his cock—both of them. Aaaah, my brain is melting.
The sight of a once-proper wife grinding her pussy against an old servant’s bearded mouth while hungrily sucking his cock would have looked obscenely lewd to anyone watching. Acts she had once performed only under force she now sought out herself.
Haa haa, I can’t hold back. I need him inside. Deep inside.
Sucking him had driven her excitement past endurance. Still craving the deep penetration the standing position had denied her, she changed positions, straddling his belly, guiding his cock to her entrance with one hand.
Ssslick—thud—
“Haaah…! Hnnnnngh! So good!”
Haa haa…! Aaaah, so deep. Taking him from above like this goes so deep. Haa haa, I love this position.
She gripped his half-soft cock, then slammed her hips down hard. In one stroke his shaft vanished completely inside her. A look of pure bliss crossed her face as she began to bounce, driving herself onto him again and again.
Thud thud—squelch squelch—slap slap slap—squelch squelch—
“Haaat haaat…! Aaaah, so good. It feels wonderful.”
Riding him, she was swept away by overwhelming excitement.
Gush—trickle—drip—
Her juices ran down the pillar of his cock until they soaked his balls and the hair around them. Still she did not stop.
Thud thud—squelch squelch—slap slap slap—squelch squelch—
“Haaah…! Haaat haaat…! S-so good. I-I’m going to come.”
“Hnnk hnnk…! Haaah haaah!”
Unable to speak, Dong-ssi Halabeom could only rasp out ragged breaths.
Thud thud—squelch squelch—slap slap slap—squelch squelch—
“Haaah—! Nnnngh-gh-gh-gh—! Hnnngh—!”
Haaah…! I-I came. Aaaah, to reach climax like this… I really have become a lewd body. But it feels so good. I’m not the one being taken—I’m the one raping the men. Aaaah, this sense of conquest is delicious. Haa haa!
She writhed her hips, thighs convulsing, and savored the massive orgasm. She had brought herself to climax while the man lay completely passive beneath her.
Haa haa, being able to control and prolong the climax myself is the best part. Men never give me time to enjoy it like this. Aaaah, so good.
She truly loved the peak she was feeling right now.
Haaak haaak… the climax is fading a little. If I want it again, I just have to start over.
As the aftershocks eased she began to move once more—this time not bouncing up and down, but keeping him buried deep and grinding her hips forward and back in a rolling, circular fuck. She had rendered the man helpless and was now actively, greedily enjoying the sex herself.