Chapter 8
Twitch. Lee Seo-yoon's body shivered finely at the unfamiliar sensation brushing against her sensitive spot. The ripple across the ripe married woman's ass from that tiny vibration was utterly mouthwatering.
Squeeze!
"Hng...?"
Unable to hold back any longer, Kim Il-woo grabbed Lee Seo-yoon's pristine white panties-clad ass with a rough hand. The soft fabric's touch and the flesh spilling between his fingers were pure ecstasy.
"Looks like I can tell where your body's knotted up the most after feeling you all over, ma'am."
Still pretending it was a massage, Kim Il-woo evaluated her body and flipped the prone woman onto her back.
Jiggle.
Her luscious breasts, wrapped in a snowy white bra, swayed enticingly right before his eyes.
"Office work for so long has made your whole body stiff, and after your husband passed in that accident five years ago..."
Kim Il-woo's hand slid toward her crotch.
Tap.
One finger poked the spotless center of her panties, right over the thin fabric hugging her pussy.
"Looks like you haven't used this properly since."
Given her prim appearance and the ethical, responsible personality she'd passed to her daughter, it was likely she hadn't slept with a man since her husband.
"Don't worry, ma'am. Ara and I will take good care of you."
With those words, Kim Il-woo yanked the pure white panties aside. At last, he feasted his eyes on his childhood friend's mom's pussy, dreamed of since boyhood. It retained a clean shape and color hard to believe for a married woman—probably not much sex even with her late husband.
"Gonna taste so fucking good."
He'd avoided crude words lest she hear, but seeing her secret folds, he couldn't hold back, spilling his raw lust aloud.
Smacking his lips, Kim Il-woo buried his face between his friend's mom's thighs and dove right in, licking her pussy.
Slurp, slurp, schluuuurp...!
"Ah, uh...? Haaah...?!"
The thick mound of a married woman's pussy and the wrinkled inner walls transmitted their texture to his tongue tip. A thick, womanly musk hit him, boiling his urge to shove his cock in right then.
Stretching his tongue long and serpentine, he probed deep inside her hole. Her body twitched in response, felt through his pressed face.
With continuous stimulation on her hidden, sensitive spot, Lee Seo-yoon's body gradually heated up—rosy blooms unfurling across her porcelain-pale skin.
Satisfied with savoring this rare delicacy of a friend's mom pussy, Kim Il-woo pulled back.
Has it really been that long since she had a man?
Her dormant senses awakening, her body warmed slowly, but even after long sucking, she wasn't wet enough to fuck.
"Guess I'll force the taste of man back into your memory."
To rouse this forgotten ripe female flesh once more, he began fingering her slowly.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Ah, uuh?! Hng! Ah?!"
Lee Seo-yoon twisted her waist slightly, spilling sweet moans at the intruding foreign feel in her sensitive depths.
Her long-neglected married woman's garden welcomed the guest warmly. Writhing walls hugged his finger softly, clenching.
Wonder where it is...?
Kim Il-woo explored her depths like a spelunker. The lewd wet sounds grew louder; her pussy began preparing to accept a man, soaking up moisture.
Squelch. Twitch!
As his roving finger prodded one spot, her body jerked sharply.
"There it is."
His friend's mom's G-spot sat a bit deeper than usual. Adding a second finger to target it, he placed his other hand on her lower belly.
Gauging positions precisely, he pressed down on her belly while stabbing her G-spot hard.
Squelch!
"Nnghaah?!"
Her waist bucked wildly in fierce reaction.
Ignoring it, Kim Il-woo pressed her belly hard and focused on ravaging her G-spot.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Haa?! AHHH!!! Haaangh!!!"
Just G-spot stimulation alone sent hip-bucking pleasure surging, but the belly pressure made her waist writhe like a dancer's. Her long-dormant married body awoke in a flash.
"Ah, ahh...? Aah...?!"
Her waist arched, trembling in the air. Each rapid finger thrust between her thighs poured love juices—not mere trickles, but floods.
"Ah, ahh...!!! Haak?! Ah, aaaahhh??!!"
Too intense? Her endlessly soft flesh tensed rigid, then crashed into climax.
Sploosh! Sploosh! Sploosh!
No squirting, but the gushing nectar was spectacular. Her lewd-scented married woman's crotch soaked her denim skirt and bedsheets in shameful stains.
Thud.
Her airborne waist dropped to the bed, ending the furious fingering.
"Plenty wet now."
Kim Il-woo grinned mischievously at his soaked fingers and hand, drenched in married pussy juice.
"Ah, aaah... ah..."
Lost in orgasmic waves, Lee Seo-yoon drooled and panted.
Unable to wait longer, Kim Il-woo stripped naked, yanking off and tossing aside her clothes draped over his friend's mom's body.
"Inverted nipples, huh?"
He hadn't noticed during fingering with underwear on, but her nipples were inverted. Tempting to dig out the flower buried in that massive titflesh, but sating his raging lust came first.
"Huuuh...?"
Now nude, Lee Seo-yoon's hazy eyes slowly scanned the room, oblivious to her situation.
Gazing down at the ripe married body primed for cock, Kim Il-woo mounted her belly.
"Ma'am."
"Hng...? Il-woo...?"
Her mind flickering back, she murmured the name of the man astride her belly.
Squelch.
Deliberately whispering in her delirious ear, Kim Il-woo pressed his throbbing cock to her pussy entrance.
"Yes. I'll loosen this up too, so just leave it all to me."
Groooan.
Declaring to her blackout-drunk friend's mom that he'd care for both mother and daughter, he slowly pushed his cock in.
"Ah, haa?!"
With a trembling voice and cute moan, she offered no resistance as her daughter's friend pierced her.
Her married body ignited at the long-missed man's tool. Her thick pussy mound parted forcibly, slowly swallowing his cock—captured perfectly by the phone camera lens.
Thwack!
"Hng...!"
Daughter's friend and friend's mom's bellies slapped together. The motel room's air boiled from their suddenly heated bodies.
Perhaps from the too-long absence of cock, her frog-like splayed legs quivered in ecstasy.
Locked in embrace, they silently savored each other's body heat, scents, soft squeezes.
As her boiling body grew unbearably feverish, Kim Il-woo began thrusting.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Ah?! Uung! Hauk?!"
No matter how drunk, staying unconscious through fucking was tough—her eyelids fluttered half-open. Her unfocused gaze wandered, but took in no scenery.
Instead, each waist-slam spread pleasure from her lower belly, clouding her eyes further.
"Ah, hng...? Haaaht! Aak!"
Clueless who rode her, she stretched arms to embrace the beast atop her, reveling in long-missed excitement.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Daughter was virgin-tight, but mom holds up great too.
Il-woo compared his recent fucks: virgin childhood friend gripped dizzyingly; friend's mom soft yet perfectly pleasingly tight. Novice vs. expert difference.
Maintaining this grip and feel half-conscious meant she'd be tastier than most properly fucked.
"Ung...! Haaak! Haut?!"
Her sweetly ringing moans delighted his ears. He'd never dreamed of hearing both mother and daughter pant like this so soon—proof you gotta seize opportunities.