Turning My Wife into a Bitch – 01
"Oh, by the way, honey. I'm going to be away this weekend."
"Huh? What's this all of a sudden? Do you have a business trip somewhere?"
While eating the seafood fried rice my wife had made, I brought up the subject of leaving the house for the weekend, just as Kim Jihun had demanded.
"It's not work. I decided to get together with some of my army buddies. It's been a while."
"Who? Ohhh~ those pitch-black-faced bachelor boys~?"
Having grown up together since we were kids, we naturally knew all of each other's friends. The one thing my wife didn't know about me was my military service — and the guys I'd served with.
"Yeah. One of the guys just got promoted, so he's treating everyone."
"Promoted? Didn't someone get promoted to captain last time?"
"Ah, that guy's an officer. The one who got promoted this time is an NCO — he just made master sergeant."
"Hmm~ so who's higher, then?"
"Officers outrank them."
"Pfft~ so when your army buddies get together, do you all go Loyalty! and salute each other and talk all formal?"
"Pffhahaha~ we don't do that among ourselves. It's not like anyone's a direct superior in the same unit. We just talk casual."
"I see. So you're going to Gangwon Province? When are you coming back?"
"Leaving Saturday morning. Won't be back until Sunday night."
"Hmph~ tch! So you're just abandoning your wife all weekend? Can't I come too?"
"Heh heh~ if it were a couples thing or plus-ones, of course I'd bring my wife. But everyone else is still single. How am I supposed to be the only one who brings his wife?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Why haven't your friends gotten married? Same with your school friends. All the guys you were close with never settled down, right? Wait, are they all eunuchs or something? Did their dicks shrivel up?"
"Pffhahaha~ they didn't get married so they're eunuchs? Those bastards are all hung just fine. You know how much money they throw at the girls at the local bars? They've probably all become hole-brothers by now. Hahahaha~"
"Ugh, you're all so pathetic~ Taemin, you should count yourself lucky you didn't end up like that. If it weren't for me, you'd have been hole-brothers with those friends of yours too."
"What? Not me! I was doing just fine, thank you."
"Oh my? I turned that hopelessly clueless husband of mine into an actual human being. Did you already forget?"
Well, she wasn't wrong.
"That's true. If it weren't for my wife, I probably still wouldn't be married. Thanks for letting me fuck all your friends~ heh heh heh~"
"Tsk~ that somehow doesn't sit right with me."
My wife shot me a sidelong glance.
"Anyway, I won't be home this weekend, so you should go out with your friends and get some fresh air too."
"Should I? Then maybe I'll hit a club for the first time in a while and try to pick up a handsome college boy."
"Don't. You'll just embarrass yourself drooling after kids. You know how high young guys' standards are these days? You think they're going to fall for a married woman over thirty? You need to think about your age. Those crow's feet around your eyes are about to start wrinkling up. Heh heh heh~"
The air went ice-cold.
The mood in the room plummeted in an instant. I must have hit a nerve, because all the playfulness drained from my wife's face, and she was staring at me with a look that could kill.
"Hey… husband. Have you ever once bought me cosmetics? Have you ever even bought me something as basic as a nourishing cream or BB cream?!"
Of course I hadn't.
"Okay, I'm sorry. It was a joke, just a joke~ haha... My wife's still very much in her prime. If you walked outside right now, young students would follow you around in a line."
"…Really?"
"Of course~ obviously. My wife's just that pretty. That face is cute enough to rival an idol, that body is killer, those curves are stacked — anyone would take you for a fresh college freshman. That's why I get rock-hard every time I look at you. Heh heh heh~"
"Oh-ho? So you want to fuck a young chick too, huh?"
Thankfully, a few sweet words were enough to soften her tone considerably.
"Haha~ I'm perfectly satisfied fucking my own wife. Why would I look at another woman when I've got a sexy young chick sitting right next to me? Besides, I doubt there's a woman alive who fucks as well as my wife. What good is being young if that's all you've got? A stick-thin girl can't compare to a woman like my wife who actually knows how to satisfy a man."
"Hmm~ that so? Heeheehee~"
Seems like working my tongue overtime finally put her in a good mood.
The chair scraped back.
"After a speech like that, a pretty wife like me can't just sit still. I'm going to go wash up first~ mwah♥"
My wife stood up from her seat, blew me a kiss with her lips shaped into a heart, and headed for the bathroom. She'd been taking a violent pounding from a twenty-two-year-old kid's cock barely an hour ago, and already that lewd energy was radiating off her again. That was my wife, Hwang Yeonju, through and through.
I hurried through the rest of my meal and gave myself a quick rinse in the bathroom attached to the master bedroom. In the shower, the photos Kim Jihun had sent of himself taking my wife from behind came flooding back, along with the image of her sucking on the head of his cock and swallowing his load — and before I knew it my own cock was raging hard, twitching and straining.
I had no idea whether Kim Jihun would actually succeed. But before my wife truly became that bastard's bitch-slave, I decided I was going to turn her into a bitch myself tonight.
My wife had gone into the bathroom before me, but I finished washing first and had to wait for her. I sat deliberately naked on the living room sofa with my legs spread wide, my fully erect cock twitching in the open, waiting for her to come out. A moment later the bathroom door opened and my wife appeared, a shower towel wrapped around her body. The instant she saw me sitting there, a wicked little smile spread across her face, and she let the towel fall.
It slithered to the floor.
Maybe it was because she'd just had sex with another man, but her body looked even more beautiful than usual tonight.
Past the pale line of her throat, her collarbones stood out in sharp relief, and below them her large breasts swelled as if she'd had implants put in. She'd lost some weight compared to before, but those natural D-cups were still exactly as they had been — the pretty, rounded shape of them, the taut springiness, none of it diminished in the slightest. Her wide areolae and prominent nipples had darkened from how much I'd sucked on them, but even that only added to the sexy allure unique to a married woman.
Below her breasts, her waist cinched in slim and narrow, and the slight convex curve of her lower belly — just a hint of softness — was somehow even more arousing. And below that belly, a single butterfly.
The large butterfly that had nested on the mound of her pussy since her high school days was enough to jolt a man's nerves and plant, unconsciously, the same kind of expectation you'd get from a Western porn star or a Japanese AV actress — the promise of fantastical sex with this woman.
My wife had always been a woman with a naturally sturdy lower body. When she lost weight, it came off her upper body and face first; her lower half had barely changed since the old days. She'd slimmed down a little even there, but she still had those wide hips and that generously fleshed ass, and her thighs looked firm enough that you could feel the spring in them just by looking. On the surface she had that innocent, cute face and a delicate-looking upper body set against those full breasts. Below her slim waist, in contrast to everything above, she had wide hips and strong thighs — but the body she'd built through yoga and club dancing showed off a perfect set of lines.
But the sexiest part of my wife's body was somewhere else entirely.
It was her pussy mound… the place where the butterfly's legs settled so prettily, and it boasted an unusually plump volume. My wife's mound was definitely more convex than other women's, wider in span and rounder in shape — so much so that sometimes a single pair of panties was more arousing than her being completely naked, the plump outline of that mound standing out in sharp relief.
The dark thicket of pussy hair covering that plump mound between her firm thighs was attractive too. Back when I'd first seen it, when she was barely twenty, her pussy had been a wild, natural thicket — but at some point she'd started grooming that dense pubic hair into something pretty. Now the hair around her pussy was neatly trimmed, arranged into a cute little triangle only on the upper part of that thick mound. And whether it was because waxing and hair removal had become trendy among women lately, everything below her clitoris was waxed completely clean, not a single stray hair left.
If you looked closely, her pussy itself had changed quite a bit from before.
In the video Yoo Minyong had taken, her baek-boji had been truly clean and pretty in its natural state, the plump outer lips sealed shut like a pair of cute little mouths pressed together over the slit. Now those thick outer lips had parted slightly, and the inner lips peeked out from between them like a cute little tongue sticking out. Of course, the inner lips had darkened compared to before and stretched a little longer — but that only made them look like a writhing, fresh abalone, the kind of sight that stimulated a man's appetite and set his nerves on fire. On top of that, her pussy had the developed look of something that could take any cock you shoved into it, which made it far more arousing than it used to be.
With a provocative look on her face, my wife walked slowly toward me and settled her ass down onto my thighs.
"Mmm~"
She melted into me, kissing me with those cherry-red lips — smooch, lick, slurp, suck — and I pulled her into my arms and felt the full, heavy softness of her tits pressing against my chest.
After we'd thoroughly indulged in each other's lips and tongues, she slid down off my thighs, knelt on the floor in front of the sofa, and cradled my rock-hard cock in both hands as if it were something precious.
Her tongue licked the head of my cock. More precisely, the pointed tip of her tongue swept up across the tiny slit of my urethra.
"Hahh……"
My wife's technique, as always, had a way of dragging embarrassing moans out of me.
"Does it feel good?"
This time she flattened her tongue and wrapped it softly around the entire head, licking it. And the way she looked up at me with those provocative eyes while she did it was sexier than any AV actress.
Her teasing pushed me past the point of endurance. I scooped her up — still with my cock in her mouth — and switched our positions. Then I spread her legs wide and swallowed, in one hungry mouthful, the pussy that had taken another man's cock barely an hour ago.
"Nngh~ haaah… baby, I love that so much."
I sucked on my wife's pussy like a man possessed. There was no smell of another man's semen, so he'd probably used a condom — but the thought that a man other than me had conquered this pussy just a little while ago only drove my excitement higher. I sucked on her clitoris — swollen and poking out through its hood like an almond — the way a child sucks on its mother's nipple, then gently rubbed the entrance of her hole before adding more fingers, one by one, and fingering her pussy faster and faster.
"Haaang~~~~ baby, I'm gonna cummmm~~~~!"
Her ass bucked, and then that tiny urethral opening swelled and dilated as a stream of pussy juice, thick as piss, sprayed out violently and soaked my entire face.
"Haaah~ haah……"
My wife caught her breath, riding out the aftershocks of her orgasm. But I couldn't hold back any longer. I lined my cock up with her spread-open pussy hole and drove it all the way in, in a single thrust.
Her vaginal opening, already stretched wide, was loose enough that it made a deflating sound when my cock went in — but as I kept pounding her, it wasn't long before those signature springy muscles clenched down and started squeezing me tight.
"Haaah~ ah~ ah~ ah~ haaang~~ baby, you're such an animal today. Hahk~!"
"Hah~ hah~ You like it? You go crazy for cock no matter when, don't you? Answer me."
I hooked her legs over my shoulders and drove my hips even harder. The little bit of fat on her lower belly jiggled adorably with every thrust, while those big D-cup tits heaved and rolled like waves crashing in a stormy sea.