Affair Prevention Sexual Relief Program (2)
She had always thought sex was something else entirely. Something more... atmospheric, perhaps. A natural flow born from mutual desire between a man and a woman, where they shared body heat and reaffirmed their love. Obscenity and pleasure were just bonuses that came along for the ride.
"Hng...! Haaaang..!!"
Seong Eun-young hit another climax from the relentless caressing, unleashing unrestrained moans she could no longer hold back as her body quivered in ecstasy.
How much time had passed? Ten minutes? Twenty? She had no idea. All she knew was that, unlike her husband—who always stopped once she'd had her fill or climaxed once—Choi Min-seok hadn't paused even after she'd cum over and over.
"P-Please... stop... It's enough now..."
Her belly burned so hot she couldn't bear it. A scorching heat whined deep inside her, in a place she'd never even noticed before, scrambling her thoughts completely.
"Hmm. Yeah, I think that's plenty."
Yes, plenty. Even with her husband, she'd never climaxed this many times. It had to be enough. Staring down at his head slipping smoothly from between her legs with dazed eyes, that's what she told herself.
But their definitions of "enough" were worlds apart. Seong Eun-young assumed the program was over. Lying limp on the bed with her eyes closed, though, she heard the soft rustle of fabric and snapped them open to check.
"Ah, it's not over yet...?"
"Of course not. Didn't I say we'd go all the way?"
He had said that. She'd steeled herself for it on the way here, equating the relief program with sex. She'd just forgotten amid the overwhelming pleasure and endless orgasms she'd never experienced before.
"Don't worry too much. I've caressed you plenty, so it won't hurt."
Was he reading her trembling gaze as fear of pain? Choi Min-seok usually read her so well, but he'd misjudged this time. What worried Seong Eun-young was what came next—taking a man's cock into this hypersensitive body. The anxiety of the unknown. Or maybe just plain fear.
Either way, he resumed undressing without a care, answering her unspoken question with action.
The moment his shirt came off, his solidly muscled torso came into view.
"Haaa..."
It was her first time seeing another man's body besides her husband's. But even at a glance, it was magnificent. Not ripped like an athlete's, but perfectly defined and balanced, drawing her eyes despite herself.
My husband used to have...
He'd had a great body back then. It wasn't bad now, but a busy life meant he couldn't maintain that firmness anymore.
Was just seeing him strip feeling so sexual because his body was that good? Or because she was lewd?
It's just been so long...
It had been a whole month since her last time with her husband. No helping it. Her pent-up lust was the culprit—not any attraction to Choi Min-seok. At least, that's what felt less guilty.
Her gaze, which had roamed his upper body, drifted slowly lower. Even over his pants, his erection bulged insistently. He undid his belt and shoved them down, revealing boxers strained even more. Then those came off too.
"Hik..!"
The shocking size made her hiccup involuntarily.
What... is that...!?
It was different. She'd seen dicks before—gotten used to her husband's—but this was something else entirely. Towering up toward his navel, it was unbelievably thick and long. The bulging veins and the fat glans flaring sideways looked downright weaponized.
How does that even...
"Looks like it surprised you."
"N-No!"
Seong Eun-young snapped back to reality at his voice, after staring like she'd been hypnotized. She'd yelled denial, but anyone could see she was shocked.
"It's pretty big, huh? Part of the job—gets checked in interviews."
"I-Is that... so...?"
More than 'pretty' big...
She chimed in awkwardly while stealing glances downward. She'd never been with anyone but her husband, but she knew the stereotype: bigger felt better. Still, wasn't this too much?
That size would hurt...
Only now did she grasp what he'd meant by "won't hurt." With that monster, yeah—it'd hurt unless she was soaked. And she was; the sheets were drenched.
"No worries. This wet, and it'll barely hurt at all."
"Y-Yes..."
She mumbled back, dazed, as he tried to reassure her again.
The massive cock drew closer. Was this really happening? Could it even fit? Up close, he spread her legs and teased her entrance with the fat glans.
"W-Wait..! No condom...!"
"Got a vasectomy. Safe even if I cum inside. Just enjoy."
The smooth, expected reply. Before she could process it, heavy pressure bore down from below.
Tzup...
"Hngg..!"
As the huge cock pushed in, her walls stretched forcibly, hips bucking. True to his word, multiple orgasms had soaked her deep—no pain. But the filling pressure choked her breath.
"Hng..! Haak..!"
She clenched instinctively to resist, but the rock-hard shaft plowed through her folds unhindered.
How... far...!
It reached depths she'd never felt, whitening her vision. Deeper still.
"Haak..! T-Too deep..!"
This was dangerous. She twisted instinctively, but the cock—already buried deep—pressed on relentlessly. Finally, it hit bottom, right at her cervix, grinding like it was claiming territory before stopping.
"Haaa..."
Waiting for her to adjust? Choi Min-seok stayed still, fully sheathed.
But just being there scrambled her mind. The fullness, the heat and hardness you couldn't see, the veiny texture—it felt impossible to get used to.
"How's it feel? To your liking?"
"Ah, ah, w-wait a sec..."
Even motionless, it throbbed faintly, teasing her insides. What would happen if it moved? She'd learned today that too much pleasure could be terrifying.
"I'll go as gentle as possible, so relax."
"N-Not that—haang..!"
Squelch..!
"Hgrk..!"
Squish, squelch..
"Ha, haak..!"
True to his word, the massive cock glided smoothly through her slick channel without roughness. More considerate than her husband, but the pleasure crashing in was unreal.
"Hngt..! Haak..! Haang..!"
The inward push, the thick glans scraping out—every tiny motion hit like violent ecstasy.
"Adapted yet?"
"Hgrt..! N-Not... yet..!"
She bucked her hips, answering as it prodded her deepest spot.
"No rush. Take it slow."
"Hyang..!"
He leaned in, sucking her breast. Slurp, slurp—the sound of her nipple being drawn in sent tingles racing through her.
"Beautiful tits. Big, perfect shape, so soft."
"Th-that's... hng..! Hngt..!"
What was she supposed to say? He didn't wait, kneading her breasts gently and suckling her nipples. The pistoning had paused, but the oversized invader filled her so completely she could barely breathe, let alone calm down.
Instead... I shouldn't...
She wanted it to move. The heat whining at her deepest depths made her bite her lip, but her body—already ignited—only burned hotter.
Maybe now she'd adjusted enough? She endured desperately, hoping. But like with his tongue earlier, he was thorough about breaking her in—no movement in sight.
In the end, Seong Eun-young surrendered first.
Honey... I'm sorry...
She hadn't known her body could be this slutty. Thinking of her husband only crumbled her resolve faster; her overheated flesh craved what it wanted, beyond endurance.
"...Move, please."
"Pardon?"
"I'm okay now... so move, please..."
Her voice too soft—he asked again. She repeated it in a mumble.
"Hngt..!?"
The cock, silent inside her, throbbed hugely, asserting itself.
"Right away."
Squelch..!
"Haang..!"
A light jab, like a feint—pull back, poke deep. The suddenness ripped a lewd moan from her before she could hold it.
"You're doing much better now."
Squelch..! Squelch..! Squelch..!
"Haeng..! Ang..! Haaang..!"
The huge cock pistoned smoothly, injecting pleasure. Half-resigned, Seong Eun-young trembled as she accepted it.
I shouldn't... it feels so gooood...
Faster than before but still gentle, the pleasure poured in unbelievably. Her mind screamed no, but her body was slowly taming to the bliss.