Full-Body Mirror
He wipes every inch of her body clean, then pulls her into his arms and hugs her tight. He gently shakes Seoyeon, who seems to have dozed off, to wake her.
"Wake up. Let's go take a look at ourselves over there."
He lifts the nearly naked Seoyeon to her feet and leads her to the enormous full-body mirror dominating the bedroom wall. Standing behind her, he wraps her in his embrace and makes her face the reflection. In the mirror, she sees herself—standing with empty, pleasure-drunk eyes in the arms of this old, fat bastard.
Park gazes at her vacant eyes in the glass and smiles with satisfaction. His hot breath tickles her ear.
"Now, describe it. Tell me what that slutty bitch in the mirror looks like right now."
Seoyeon catches her breath for a moment. Staring intently at the pair in the mirror, she begins to speak in a trembling voice.
"...Serbangnim's... big, thick body... completely envelops my back without a gap... Serbangnim's belly fat... presses against my back... so warm... And my pale skin... against Serbangnim's dark, tanned hide... the contrast is so... intense... I look just like... a little animal that's been devoured by Serbangnim..."
Her voice grows hotter, more feverish.
"My tits... crushed against Serbangnim's arms... all deformed and squished... My nipples... still rock-hard from the pleasure... My face... makeup smeared from tears... lips all swollen, bright red around the edges. And shiny from Serbangnim's spit... like a total... filthy whore..."
As she speaks, she watches herself shiver in the mirror from the lingering ecstasy of that moment.
"The... the sluttiest part... is between my legs... My pussy... that just took Serbangnim's cock... still wet... glistening... Inside my thighs... Serbangnim's white cum... dried and crusted... Ah... so... so embarrassing... so... nasty..."
"Good. Now... think back to what happened in the officetel. When you were face-down on the bed... what did I do from behind? Say it all, one by one, with your own mouth."
His voice echoes in her ear. Seoyeon stares at her reflection and recites the memory from days ago in a quivering voice.
"...Serbangnim didn't... thrust right in... You rubbed it... along my ass crack... until I... begged you to put it in..."
Her voice trails off softer. Park licks her earlobe and prods her on.
"And then?"
"...When I begged... only then... you slammed it in... all the way to the hilt... deep inside me..."
As she speaks, she watches her reflection shudder again from that remembered pleasure.
"What did you scream then?"
"...It was... so huge... piercing my womb... I screamed... Hngaaaah!"
She's recreating her own cry with her own lips.
"Then... when I screamed... Serbangnim spanked my ass... told me to squeeze tighter... act like a filthy rag... So... I clenched my pussy hard... sucked Serbangnim's cock right in..."
Park smiles with satisfaction and kisses her wet cheek.
"Keep going. When did you say you loved me?"
"...I was... screaming mindlessly from how good it felt... and Serbangnim suddenly stopped... Said if I didn't love you... you wouldn't continue... So I... I said it first... begged you... please keep going..."
"What did Serbangnim say?"
"...When I said I loved you... you told me to call you Serbangnim from now on... So I... I called you Serbangnim... begged you... please cum inside me..."
"And the end?"
"...And Serbangnim... throbbed inside me over and over... then flooded me... with hot cum... filling me up..."
When the confession ends, Seoyeon stares at her reflection, panting raggedly from the afterglow of pleasure. Park beams with utter satisfaction at the sight. He leans close to her ear, his breath still scorching, and murmurs low.
"So... how was that fuck with your serbangnim?"
Seoyeon pauses as if choosing her words, then gazes at her reflection with a dazed voice.
"...It was... so good... My body... didn't feel like mine anymore... Serbangnim's cock... felt like it was ripping my pussy apart... So big... so hot... everything inside me melted... My pussy... wasn't even mine... I just wanted more of Serbangnim's cock... moving on its own... clenching... I was nothing but... a hole for Serbangnim's cock..."
Satisfied with her vulgar answer, Park turns her head toward him. Pressing his body tight against her from behind, he brings his lips to hers—but doesn't kiss. Instead, he commands in a low voice.
"Stick out your tongue."
Without hesitation, Seoyeon extends her red tongue past her lips. Park thrusts out his own thick one. Their lips never touch; they stretch their tongues as far as possible, letting only tongue meet tongue in midair, licking wildly. Sticky, searing sensation overwhelms them. As their tongues tangle, Park whispers in her ear once more.
"Look in the mirror."
Seoyeon slowly, so very slowly, turns her head just a bit and glances sideways at the reflection. There she is—naked in the arms of this old, fat man from behind. Head turned sideways, locked in a bestial kiss, tongues extended and lapping at each other. And her eyes stare straight back—watching herself watch it all.
For a long while, they devour each other's tongues before the mirror. When it's over, Seoyeon leans into his chest, gasping from the pleasure's echo. She glances incidentally at the clock on the wall. It's well past 10 p.m.—time for her husband to be home.
"I... I should... go home now..."
Seoyeon pulls herself together and speaks in a trembling voice. But Park doesn't release her; he hugs even tighter. In a voice affectionate yet mischievous, he whispers in her ear.
"Home? Your serbangnim's right here—where do you think 'home' is?"
"...What?"
"You were just calling me 'serbangnim.' Your own mouth said it. Your real husband is here—where else would you go?"
Speechless at his words, Seoyeon just squirms awkwardly in his arms, face troubled. In a voice barely above a whisper, she tries cautiously to persuade him.
"Serbangnim... still... Cheolsu will be waiting... I said I'd be late, but if I don't come home at all... he'll worry..."
"Worry? What worry? Any husband would understand his wife chatting all night with a friend. And... your real husband is me, right?"
He chuckles and kisses her cheek.
"But... I'm so tired... let's end it here today... okay?"
"Tired? Did I go too hard today? That's all the more reason I can't let you go. Where you gonna go when you're exhausted? Stay here... sleep deep in serbangnim's arms."
Without giving her a chance to reply, he scoops her up and carries her to the bed. Laid down, Seoyeon makes one last desperate plea.
"Director... don't do this... I really have to go home..."
At those words, the tenderness vanishes from Park's face. Cold and menacing, he growls low.
"What... did you just say?"
"...Huh?"
"Director?"
The sheer intimidation in that single word stops her breath. She realizes her mistake.
"Ah... sorry... Serbangnim... I... I messed up..."
She scrambles to correct herself, clinging to his arm.
"Serbangnim... please... just let me go home. Yeah? Cheolsu will really worry..."
Her pitiful look softens his expression a touch. He thinks for a moment, then flashes a sly grin.
"Fine. Let's make a deal."
He sits on the bed's edge, crosses his legs, and nods toward his crotch. His demand is beyond imagination.
"Call your husband. And... while you're on the phone... suck my cock. From start... until I cum."
"...What? What... what do you mean...!"
Seoyeon recoils in horror, scrambling to the bed's corner. Park sneers at her.
"Why? What's so hard about sucking your serbangnim's dick?"
He drops his pants, revealing his already swollen cock, and urges her on. Seoyeon thinks this can't be right, no human would do this. But she knows he'll never let her leave if she refuses. Trembling, she crawls forward and kneels before him.
With shaking hands, she pulls out her phone and dials the contact saved as "My Love Honey." The line rings a few times, then Cheolsu's kind voice comes through.