My Changing Wife 11: The Wife in the Video – Part 2
The man stroked Yeonju’s hair.
“If you become an ace, you’ll earn several thousand won every month. Your level is pretty high already, isn’t it?”
“Aigoo~ But we’re still students. How did we end up doing this already? I’ll think about it after graduation.”
“Even college students do this a lot. In just a few months you’ll have earned enough for tuition and all the money you’ll spend in four years.”
“Aigoo~ We’ll let oppa handle everything. Right?”
“Hehe~ Naughty girl. Okay, I’ll take responsibility and tame you into an even more frantic bitch than now.”
The laptop screen dimmed. I assumed the video had ended, but it turned back on almost immediately.
The background had shifted to a bedroom. On the bed, the man and Hyejeong lay in a sixty-nine position, sucking each other’s genitals with desperate hunger. Hyejeong was lying underneath, her legs spread wide by the man on top who had peeled off her wet panties. The camera zoomed in on her sex, and a swollen clit shot out like a tiny almond from the deepest part of her slit.
If Yeonju’s clit had been plump like an almond, Hyejeong’s was long and straight like a peanut. Because she had shaved it thoroughly, the skin had naturally pulled back, leaving a long, exposed nub.
The man’s tongue, rough and glistening, slid over Hyejeong’s clit and dragged downward in one long stroke. Hyejeong’s hips twitched slightly, but her lower body—pinioned tight by the man—was too rigid to move at all.
The man’s two hands slipped under her thighs and spread her labia open wide. Through the dark, hanging labia, her pink, fluttering inner walls were fully exposed.
“Umm… eugh!”
The man’s tongue licked from clit to hole in one long, slow stroke, yet Hyejeong couldn’t even moan properly. I knew her mouth was full of the man’s thick cock, even though it wasn’t visible on screen.
He sucked the exposed clit harder, making it swell even more, then rolled it around with his tongue while his hands rubbed her outer lips in slow, sensual circles.
Hyejeong’s slit opened and closed repeatedly, her pink entrance fluttering like an animal in heat begging to be fucked.
The camera moved closer to her head. Since Yeonju wasn’t visible, she must have been holding the camera.
I switched sides. The man’s bare ass appeared, and beneath it Hyejeong lay on her back. A thick vein-bulging cock stood beneath his heavy balls. She grabbed it with both hands and began sucking like a baby at her mother’s breast.
Her desperate, bitch-in-heat expression sent a fresh wave of lust straight to my cock. My hand moved faster and faster on my dick.
“Uuuuh~~~ uuuh~~~ uuuu~~~”
Her voice grew higher and more desperate as the sound of her muffled moans rose. The camera moved back between her spread thighs, and the man started finger-fucking her slit with quick, rough thrusts.
Two fingers pushed deep inside her, out, then deep again. Hyejeong lifted her hips in a natural attempt to close her legs, but the man forced them wide and held them down.
“Squelch… squelch… squelch~”
Clear juices squirted out with every thrust. He added a third finger and attacked even harder.
“Uuuuuuuh~~~~ aaaah~~~~ oppa, it’s too much~~~~~”
Her cock was finally out of her mouth and her moans climbed higher, hips bucking wildly. The man pulled his fingers free and slapped her sex with an open palm.
“Slap~ slap~ smack~!”
“Stay still!”
“Ahuuueeeeng~~~~~~~”
Her voice rose to a pitch where pleasure and pain blurred. The man spanked her slit hard enough to make it look painful, yet Hyejeong shuddered and kept squirting. Her clit had swollen even larger.
“Stuck!”
He plunged two fingers back inside and fucked her brutally.
“Huuuuh~~ ahh~ haah~ ahh! Ahuuaaaah~~~~~!”
Hyejeong screamed in ecstasy and agony, her entire body convulsing under his control. Every time her hips jerked, he spanked her again. Her pussy gushed long streams of clear fluid each time.
“Hraaaang~~~~~~~~~”
She finally squirted. A powerful, gushing stream erupted as she came harder than I had ever seen a woman orgasm.
“Hnguueet… ha~ ha~ haa~”
Only after shooting out a long stream did she catch her breath, panting.
Even after the man rose from her body, Hyejeong’s spread legs continued to twitch and shake. Her torn slit gaped open, exposing her quivering urethra and pussy hole. Both still leaked sticky fluid that ran down and soaked the bed.
I had never seen a woman’s true orgasm before. Hyejeong’s pussy was bright red and swollen, yet her body shook with aftershocks. Her clit stood stiff and erect, refusing to shrink.
I came the moment the man slapped her pussy. But the entire video kept playing, so I couldn’t stop stroking. When Hyejeong squirted again, I came for the second time that short session.
While cumming for Hyejeong, I had never before ejaculated twice in such a short time.
The man’s play was overwhelmingly arousing. The swollen, red slit looked pitiful yet extremely sensual, and the hanging labia triggered pure sexual desire.
At the same time, I felt a strange sense of relief that Yeonju hadn’t been the one being fucked. The video was almost over, so I was glad Yeonju hadn’t been slapped. I had been able to jerk off freely while staring at the ruined, slutty pussy of the broken Hyejeong.
Then the man stood, his hard cock swaying, and walked toward the camera. The camera was fixed, showing the bed. He laid Yeonju beside Hyejeong.
“Spread your legs.”
Yeonju spread her legs in front of the man. He adjusted the camera to capture her clearly, then grabbed the waistband of her soaked panties and pulled.
“Nng~”
A small pain leaked from Yeonju’s mouth, but the man ignored it and yanked harder. The pearl beads sank deep between her outer lips, pulling them inward until they enveloped the beads along with the dense pubic hair.
He climbed onto Yeonju just as he had done to Hyejeong. Yeonju grabbed his cock, the way a woman takes a ripe fruit, and brought it to her mouth. The man smiled down at her, bent his waist, and began slowly peeling off her panties when the video ended.
“What…?”
An involuntary sigh escaped me. I was genuinely disappointed.
Hyejeong, who had been slapped and squirted, had given me an incredibly satisfying orgasm. I had been glad it wasn’t Yeonju. But the moment I saw Yeonju being molested, my cock filled with fresh blood again.
The screen suddenly went completely black. It was both disappointing and ridiculous. I turned on my phone and checked the man’s SNS, but there were no new posts. Maybe the camera’s memory had run out and he had just stopped playing.
Since the ending felt too abrupt, I rewound the player back to the moment he was fingering Hyejeong’s pussy. Even though I had just watched that scene, and even though Yeonju’s image had vanished, the excitement never came back.
My cock gradually softened, and I had to finish masturbating with a lingering, unsatisfying feeling.
That night Yeonju still didn’t come home until very late. Because of my promise to be home early, I stayed awake past midnight waiting for her.
Ding~
After midnight the doorbell rang. I immediately recognized Yeonju’s presence and rushed to open the door.
“Hah~ hah~ Taemin, take Yeonju for me.”
When I opened the door, Hyejeong was stumbling while supporting Yeonju. I quickly took her from Hyejeong’s arms.
“Uwaa~ I thought I was going to die. Why did that crazy bitch drink so much?”
Hyejeong grumbled, but I took Yeonju inside first.
“Who is this~? Our pretty Taemin~? Aaa~ I came home today~ I came to keep my promise with you~ I’ll be good for you, right?”
Drunk Yeonju was pouring out drunken words and acting spoiled at me.
“Sigh~ How much did you drink?”
“I don’t know! Kiss me~ Since you listened well, kiss me~~~ hurry~~~~~”
Yeonju clung to me, showering my face with kisses while staggering. I wanted to slap her for the disgusting alcohol smell, but I held back because of Hyejeong. At times like this she was the perfect mischievous younger sister.
“Hurry~~~!!!!”
Thud~~~!!
“Uwaa~ you bastard! You scared me~!!! Wake up, you bitch!”
Yeonju screamed as if the whole neighborhood could hear. Hyejeong moved like lightning and slapped the back of Yeonju’s head with a sharp, loud crack. Even I, a man, winced in pain. Yeonju bowed her head and stayed quiet for a moment.
“Do you want a kiss? Huh?”
“Puhuh~!”
Yeonju, who had been slapped, suddenly looked up at me with the same playful eyes as before and acted spoiled. I couldn’t help laughing.
“Taemin, kiss her quickly and put her to bed. I’ll sleep in Yeonju’s room tonight, so you can put her to bed yourself. Sniff~”
Hyejeong, still drunk, staggered into Yeonju’s room. Yeonju blew air into my cheek, making it puff up, then touched my face with her finger and begged.
“No kiss? Really no kiss?”
“Ugh~”
I had no choice but to kiss her on the cheek.
“Kyaaa~ Our Taemin oppa is the best~~”
Yeonju clung to me again. She jumped up and completely wrapped herself around me. If I had known she would act like this when drunk, I might have fed her something earlier. Khekh~
Anyway, I laid Yeonju on the guest bed and kept peeling off the sticky clothes that Hyejeong had forced her to wear while I struggled to undress her.
“……”
When I finally removed Yeonju’s dress, a sexy lace slip appeared. It wasn’t quite as revealing as in the video—her breasts were still covered—but the design was almost identical. Fortunately, she was wearing normal bra and panties.
“Ugh~!”
“Uuuu~”
Yeonju suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck. We both fell onto the bed at the same time. She hugged me tightly, pressing her breasts against mine, and her legs wrapped around one of mine.
She was the same as always, yet my chest was racing uncontrollably.