Chapter 79
Chapter 79
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 79
Chapter Title: Saying Goodbye to My Husband
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This was originally the bedroom Marcel shared with her husband. Right there on that bed, I had her pinned down beneath me.
I stripped off her tight top. The moment it came off, a pair of massive, firm breasts burst free like springy jelly.
"Huh? Judging by your underwear, you look totally worked up already."
"N-No, that's not... "
"Pucker up."
"Mmph."
I slipped my hand into her bra and squeezed hard. I groped her tits to my heart's content, plundering her mouth just as freely. A deep, sloppy kiss so intense she probably never shared it with her husband. Determined to wipe him from her memory, I shoved myself lewdly past her lips.
"I'm so fucking horny,"
"Haa..."
Gazing down at Marcel gulping down my spit, I spotted a picture frame on the vanity. A photo of the happy couple. My cock throbbed harder than ever. I pressed the tip right up against the roof of her womb.
"Would your late husband want you living all chaste, cobwebs growing in your pussy until you wither away and die?"
"Th-That's..."
Of course, he might've wanted her to stay alone forever. But facts didn't matter here. All I needed was to convince Marcel.
"Nah, he'd want you to forget him. Move on, find some hot guy, and be happy."
I unhooked her bra. At the same time, I yanked her bottoms and panties clean off. She put up a fight, sure. But she stood no chance against my strength.
"Th-That thing won't even f-fit—Aah!"
"Hoo. Raw cock sliding into a pussy after years."
"Hold on! Not raw, pleaseee!"
"And yet your pussy's acting like it can't wait. Thrashing around like it's starved for dick."
Even if I knocked her up, I had it covered. I'd claim her with my cock, raise any kid in the mansion. Sure, her belly swelling with my seed from another man's woman sounded hot, but no rush on pregnancy. Birth control pills later.
However.
Pills could wait.
The fear of getting bred would spice up her reactions.
"Marcel."
"Hngut?"
"I'll take responsibility."
Those words, heavy with a man's promise, made her freeze. She stopped struggling, locking eyes with me.
This was the moment.
"Hooooht♥?!"
"Bon appétit!"
I slammed my entire cock balls-deep in one go.
"Da... Daron."
"Noona, you're delicious! Should've fucked you ages ago!"
"Ooh♥ Ongooh♥"
I started pounding her pussy at half strength, devouring it. She was plenty loosened up already. Not as tight as some recent girls, but the warm, sweet ripeness of an older woman hit different—electric.
"How's it feel, fucking a random guy on your marriage bed?"
"Haaaang♥ Don't say it like thaat—Aah."
"Feels wicked sinful, right?"
"We can't do thiss♥ Eek!"
Her words clung to loyalty, but her body was a bitch in heat. Late twenties—prime time for peak lust. No husband to satisfy it, just years of solo fingering.
"Be real. Only guy around was me. You touch yourself thinking about me?"
"Just a few times—Ung. ...Ah."
"Aha! Knew it!"
She'd eyed me as a man already. Loyalty kept her dishonest, but after watching me rail Ellis? Daily fantasies, guaranteed.
"Lemme snack on those tits, Marcel!"
"Tits aren't food♥"
I pulled her close, chomping her huge breast. No baby-suck—lewd licks and nipple-nibbles. My thrusts picked up speed too.
SPLURT!!! SPLURT!!! SPLURT!!!
"Ogo? Ohoooong♥"
My powerful pumps wrecked her. First time taking a monster like this. Experience? Sure. But her pussy quivered virgin-tight around my girth. Impaled, helpless, pitifully railed.
"First load incoming!"
"No creampie!"
Her cool tone cracked into panic. Real fear now. But the stud gripping her tight? No escaping.
"Take my cum!"
"Nooooooo—♥"
My cock erupted, flooding her. Womb quaking at its first guest in years. Knocking at the gate, then drowned in the sheer volume.
"Hoo."
"Haa...♥ Haa...♥"
I eased out of her limp body. Her pussy lips clung greedily before snapping back.
"Ooh?"
I pressed her womb. Thick white cum oozed from her depths.
"S-Stop pressing♥"
Trembling every push was fun. Watching the flow? Mesmerizing. I kept kneading her belly. So much seed—it just kept leaking.
"If you really came inside... what am I gonna do..."
Unexpected creampie left her teary-eyed.
"Marcel noona. Over thirty? Kinda late for kids."
"That's not the point."
"You hate me?"
"Eut..."
I leaned in close, eyes locked. She flushed, looked away. Then slowly met my gaze again.
"Not straight-up denying it."
"I don't h-hate you."
"I raped you, noona. And you still don't hate me? Means..."
I traced her lips with my finger, urging honesty.
"You like me. As a man."
"Haa..."
No way her husband pulled moves like this. He was a good guy. That's why she married him. But a bad-boy stud like me? First time. Even Marcel had no defenses.
"Wasn't rape anyway. You consented."
"Huu... Yeah."
Sucking my finger like that? One smitten bitch, hooked. Years alone made my affection hit like a truck. Honestly, any street punk could've snatched this slutty body if I'd slacked.
"Round two."
"W-Wait. Catch our breaaath—."
"Quit the cock-killing bullshit."
I lined up again. But her pussy clenched up a bit. Big-dick shock, probably. Time to loosen her. I hoisted her up—not face-to-face. Back to my chest, thighs hooked on my arms. Same pose as when I fucked that snake witch in front of her bro. Utterly humiliating for any woman. No insertion yet.
Instead, I maneuvered the couple's photo right in front.
"Daron? What's..."
"Noona, time to say goodbye to your husband."
"Wh-What do you— Eek♥"
I went to town on her pussy with my fingers. Legs splayed M-wide in midair, tormented right in front of their picture.
"Daron, you're so baaad—Aah."
"Not gonna say you look worse, folding after one fuck?"
"Heek? Ahhhuu...♥"
Chopchopchopchopchop!!!!!!
My fingers danced inside her spasming walls, coaxing them loose. One good cum should reset her.
"Say it. You're leaving this house for another man's bed."
"Wh-What're you..."
"Got a sweet new place. Huge mansion, total stud-pad."
"Huge maansion? How do you—♥"
"Didn't mention? I'm a noble now. Baron title. That's why I can back up the responsibility talk—even if you get pregnant. You could manage the place. Like a maid."
"M-Maid?"
"You're a whiz at housework. 'Maid' is just a word. Means living together. Way happier than solo. Tons of sex, kids if you want. Money's no issue."
Superior to her husband in every way.
Killer in bed.
Handles women smooth.
Loaded.
Handsome.
Built.
Young.
High status.
She'd think: Not fated for him. Meeting me through him? True destiny.
"S-Sorry... You're just too perfect a man..."
Squishsquishsquishsquish!!!!!!!!
"C-Coming♥ Can't love you anymore—Aah. Ahhhng♥♥ Heeee♥♥ What's haaappening—Aah?"
"First orgasm ever? Feels fucking great—squirt all over that photo while you blow!"
"What eeven is thiiis... Eut♥ Hoooht♥ Ohooooooh♥♥♥"
Marcel let it all go, dangling limp as her pussy squirted wildly. I pulled my fingers free, unleashing her first fountain. That lonely widow cunt? Sprayed like a firehose, all pent-up frustration pouring out.
Pressure so fierce, it nailed the frame dead-on—even from a distance. Mixed with my leftover cum, white globs splattered the glass.
Their eternal vow photo, defiled by our juices.
...Ahem.
Sorry, bro. Truly.
But damn, too hot to resist. Only way she'd fully cut ties and come to me.
"Good girl, noona."
She slumped against me up there. Scary to be held airborne like that, but trusting me completely—no tension meant total faith in Daron. To seal her as mine, I pumped a few more loads deep. Birth control pill at the end, of course.