My Wife Becoming a Bitch 02
Slap! Slap! Every time my hips slammed into my wife's ass—round and plump as an oversized peach—ripples of flesh rolled outward across her cheeks. Her backside was so large and abundant it stood in stark contrast to her cinched-in waist; anyone watching those cheeks bounce and jiggle while taking her from behind would have been powerless against the urge to spank them.
"Ahhh~! Yes... it feels so good, baby."
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The feel of her ass under my palm was like kneading glutinous rice-cake dough until it turned even chewier—soft, yet springy and taut.
"You like it when I hit you? Does it hurt, or does it feel good?"
"It feels good. Ahh~ more, do it more, baby."
"Hah~ hah~ you little slut, who else has done this to you? Who besides me has gotten you this worked up?"
"Nngh~ aahh~ you're the best, baby. No man besides you has ever satisfied me~ ahhhn~~~"
I knew perfectly well it was a lie, but it still felt good to hear. Today, though, I wanted the truth out of this shameless little bitch.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Haaang~ nngh! Nngh! Nngh! Nngh~ ahh... aaahh~~~ nngaaang~~ ahhhn~ nngh~ nngh~ ahhnnn~~~~~"
I rammed into her with no rhythm at all, just raw, brutal force, and she screamed like she was losing her mind. Her head whipped from side to side, burying itself in the sofa cushions before snapping back up, a constant stream of ragged moans spilling from her lips.
Her pussy was soaked as if a flood had broken loose, sticky juices stretching into white threads as they dripped down. And those chewy vaginal muscles clenched so tight around my cock that they tugged at it every time I pulled out.
"Be honest with me. Who was the best? Of all the men who've fucked your pussy, whose cock satisfied you the most?"
"Haaang~! Baby, your cock is the best!"
"Liar~ you shameless slut. Heh heh~ girls who aren't honest need to be punished."
I flipped her over and climbed onto the sofa myself. Then I hoisted her hips toward the ceiling and drove my cock down into her like I was stamping her into the cushions.
Thrust~ thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust~ slam~ thrust~ thrust~ thrust~ thrust~
My cock plunged so deep I could feel her cervix against the head. She scrunched up her face and shook her head violently, then her expression melted into pure ecstasy as she surrendered to the intensity.
"Tell me the truth~ who was the bastard who popped your cherry?"
"Haang~ I dunno~ haaang~~~"
"Oh? So you're gonna be defiant, huh?"
Slap~!
This time I cracked my open palm across her breast, then grabbed both of them, one in each hand, and squeezed as if I meant to burst them.
"Then whose cock made you orgasm for the first time? Answer me!"
"Aaah~ it was Minyong. Ahh! Be gentle, baby~"
"How good was it? Did you squirt? Do you have any idea how jealous I was every time that bastard bragged about fucking you?"
"Haah~ nngh~ nngh~ it was good! I squirted! But you're so much better, baaaby~~~"
"What about Suyeon? You fucked Suyeon too, didn't you? And you did a threesome with some other guy, right? Did you like it? You liked fucking another girl and getting passed around, didn't you? Be honest."
"Yeah, I liked it. Messing with another girl's pussy is fun. Haah~ the threesome was good too. Taking two cocks at once feels so gooood~~~"
"More, tell me more! While you were living with me, who did you like fucking the most? Whose cock satisfied that filthy pussy of yours the best?"
Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.
Whether it was the position or not, her pussy juices had soaked both our thighs completely, and every time I slammed down it made a sticky, wet sound.
"Hah~ hah~ aaang... baby... baby. Ahhhaaang~~"
"Another lie! You think I don't know about those compensated-dating hookups? You got fucked by some old man's cock and squirted like crazy!"
"Ahh~ fuck... which bitch snitched? It was Hyejeong, that fucking bitch, wasn't it!? Or was it Huiyeon, that slut?"
"Does that matter? I asked how that bastard's cock felt! Was it so good it wrecked your pussy?"
"Nngh! Nngh~ it was good. Aaang~ it was so good. I loved it so much I kept getting fucked. Ahhng... aaang~"
"Tell me more. What about Seungmin? Was that bastard good too?"
"No... no, Seungmin wasn't good. He was completely mediocre. Haaang~"
"You fucking slut, then why did you let him fuck you so much? You did it with that bastard a ton."
"You... I liked that you were watching. So... haaang~ I wanted to show you... when you're watching I get so turned on... that's why I did it so much... haah! Aaang~"
"You got turned on when I was watching? That's why you got fucked so hard right in front of me? You fucking slut, do you have any idea how many times I jerked off watching you have sex with that bastard?"
"Heehee~ ahh~ I loved watching you jerk off too. You getting all excited looking at my pussy was so cute. Nngh~"
"You bad girl! What about the black guy? Did you love getting stuffed with that huge cock?"
"His technique was good. He went at it so hard, like a porn star, I thought I was going to lose my mind. Haah~"
"That's how you became such a slutty pussy? How much did you do it for your hole to just fall open on its own like a whore's?"
"Haaang~ I did it a lot. Every day. It felt so good... ahhhaaang~~~"
This was the first time I had ever heard her confess any of it. I had already known her entire past, so I had never once asked or confronted her about it—but hearing it from her own mouth turned that slutty history into an aphrodisiac that drove me insane with arousal.
"What about that guy? The one from the host bar who fucked you recently—was he good?"
"Nngh~ aaang~ hah~ hah~ h-how did you know? How did you know I got fucked?"
"Heh heh~ you think I don't know you? Did you really think you wouldn't go after a young stud like that? Tell me, was it good? Did fucking a guy ten years younger turn you on? How was his cock? Bigger than mine? Fresh and hard? How many times did you come?"
Slam~ slam~ slam~ slam~ slap~ slap~ slap~!
As I questioned her about Kim Jihun, I deliberately pulled my cock all the way out to the tip before slamming it back in to the hilt, using the technique to drive her wild.
"Haah~ aaaang~ baby... stab it in deeper~ it feels so good. Aaang~ nngh~~"
"Just answer the damn question! You filthy married slut! Did you like getting fucked by that young host-bar player?!"
"Haah~ I liked it. I liked that he was young. He was so hard and so hot, it felt amazing. Haang~ nngh! Nngh!"
"How was his cock? Was that bastard's dick bigger than mine? Did he stab all the way to your womb?"
"Ahhng~ ahh... no, no. Yours is longer, baby. The only cock that reaches my womb is yours~ haah~ nngh! Nngh!"
"Then what was good about his cock? That young dick must have made your filthy pussy squirt all over the place!"
"Hah~ hah~ it's thick. The base of his cock is so thick the entrance of my hole feels like it's going to tear, and I love that stimulation."
"Hah! Hah~ you fucking bitch-in-heat slut! You like your pussy getting torn? Was that bastard's cock better than mine?"
"Haaang! Ah...! I like yours the best, baby, your cock with the big head is the best! Your cock that stabs me so deep is the greatest! Hwaaaang~~~~!!"
Her hips bucked wildly up and down, then thrashed from side to side as she hit her climax. I was about to come too, but I deliberately pulled out, shoved my cock into her mouth, and rammed it all the way down her throat before pumping my load.
"Ghk... mmph~!"
Her throat-pussy was already fully trained, so when the head of my cock pushed through, her throat opened as naturally as a pussy would. The only regret was that I hadn't been the one to break in her pussy, her throat, or even her ass—but thanks to the other guys who'd broken her in so well, I got to enjoy her freely, so I had no complaints.
"Cough~ cough~"
When I finished coming and pulled out, sticky semen dribbled from the corners of her coughing mouth. Some of it must have backed up from her throat.
My wife wiped her mouth with a tissue and glared at me with a prim, pointed look. It was the expression of a mother preparing to scold a child who'd done something wrong.
"How did you know?"
"Huh? Know what?"
"About the compensated dating I used to do. Who told you? Answer me."
She started pressing me in a tone that was genuinely intimidating.
"Come on~ it's all in the past, so what does it matter? It's fine. I don't care at all."
"Well I care! Are you going to tell me or not? Which bitch was it? Huiyeon? Hyejeong? Or Minhee? Ugh~! Answer me already!"
Whoosh~
"Aaagh~ wait! That's not it!"
She suddenly sprang up, pounced on me, and in an instant grabbed a fistful of my hair and started shaking me violently.
"Then what is it!? Spit it out~"
"The truth is, I saw it that time you left your phone behind."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Ghk— don't you remember? You left your phone that time. And then that guy contacted you. That's how I found out."
"...You did? Then why didn't you say anything back then?"
"Because it was your private life. Back then I was too timid—I only liked you in secret."
"Hmph~ I see. How did it feel? Finding out I was doing compensated dating? Did it make you feel bad?"
"No. It was unexpected, but I just felt sorry for you—I figured you must have had your reasons."
"You're so full of it. Why don't you just be honest? I know you pretty well too, you know."
"Heh~ it turned me on too. I wanted you so badly myself. Honestly, I was jealous of that guy."
"Kikikik~ I knew it. Then how did you know about the host-bar guy?"
"I, uh, I filmed it. With your personality, there's no way you'd let a handsome young stud like that slip away, right? Heh heh..."
Of course, I already knew that my wife and Kim Jihun were in a romantic relationship, but for now I needed to deflect and talk my way out of it.
"Are you really okay with this? I mean, this is the first time I've slept with another man since we got married."
"Heh heh~ like I told you before, I don't mind. Just because we're married doesn't mean I plan to tie you down. And I know your feelings for me aren't going to change."
"Huhu~ you're pretty confident. You might just get your foot chopped by the axe you trusted! I might actually go meet another man for real, you know?"
"Go right ahead. Come here."
I scooped my wife into my arms, carried her into the bedroom, and started round two. We kept up the same filthy conversation as before and enjoyed some of the hottest sex we'd had in a long time.
Friday evening.
My wife once again used a work trip as an excuse to go meet Kim Jihun, and I installed the hidden cameras I'd prepared in secret all around the house. Then, the next morning, I left the house as I'd promised Kim Jihun I would. I hadn't actually gone to Gangwon Province, though—I'd booked a motel nearby and was watching the house through the hidden cameras.
She spent the morning doing nothing out of the ordinary, but once afternoon rolled around she put on pretty makeup, changed into a white mini dress, and headed out. She'd told me she didn't have any particular plans, but dressing up that nicely to go out made it obvious she was going to meet a man. And sure enough, Kim Jihun sent her a message on their secret messenger.
Their meeting place was closer than I'd expected, and I considered tailing them in secret, but I didn't want to risk getting caught, so I decided to stay put at the motel and keep waiting.
Several hours passed. By now the two of them should have been enjoying their date, or having sex—but for some reason, I hadn't heard a single word from Kim Jihun today.
I killed time watching a few movies on the motel TV, dozed off without meaning to, and when I woke up it was already evening. I headed outside to grab dinner and stretch my legs, and that was when I saw it. In the distance, my wife's car caught my eye as it passed by, heading toward our apartment.