The Name Between Her Lips
He heard it, unmistakably, in his ears pricked upright—his own name, threaded through a moan.
Even the landlady... she wants me...
With no reason left to hesitate, Si-woo kicked off his covers and bolted out of his room.
Ding-dong.
It was only a sprint to the apartment next door, yet his breath came back strangely ragged. A moment later the door opened a crack, and Seran peeked out through the gap, her face flushed a deep crimson.
"...Si-woo?"
The instant his eyes met hers, glinting faintly in the dark, Si-woo shoved the door wide open and kissed her without a word.
Startled by the suddenness of it, Seran's hands fluttered helplessly through the air, finding nowhere to land.
Her pajamas—barely more than nothing to begin with—peeled away effortlessly under Si-woo's hands. Stepping over the flimsy garment where it pooled on the floor, he pushed her back toward the bed.
"Haah..."
He pulled his mouth from hers and gazed down at her.
"L-Landlady, what... what are you doing all of a sudden?"
Seran's voice rose in flustered alarm at the man who had appeared out of nowhere and taken her lips.
"Landlady. Do you want to sleep with me?"
Si-woo didn't bother circling the point.
"What... what are you saying..."
The edge in her voice crumbled in an instant. And when she trailed off, he pressed her harder.
"You do, don't you? I heard everything. You said my name."
Seran's eyes wavered.
"H-how did you..."
His hand shot down and seized her pussy in one swift motion. Beneath the thin pajama fabric, his fingers met bare skin—she hadn't bothered with panties.
"You're this wet already?"
Seran could do nothing but hang her head, unable to answer.
Si-woo took her trembling hand and guided it into his pants.
"It's all right, landlady. I've been like this ever since... since that night with you."
Her fingers curled around his thick cock, wrapping it lightly.
"You want it again too, don't you? You want me again."
Si-woo slowly lifted her chin until their eyes met. A faint sheen of tears gathered there, and the dim light trembling within them flickered.
"I... I..."
Before she could finish, his tongue slipped into Seran's mouth and began to twine around hers.
Chuurp, chup.
Their saliva mingled with a sticky, wet sound. Then the mounting pleasure swept away whatever reason remained in man and woman alike. Clinging to each other, an instinct devoted to nothing but breeding whipped through the room like a storm.
Without any question of who went first, they stripped each other bare and tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of naked limbs.
In the darkness, Si-woo dove for her pale, round breasts, glowing white against the shadows.
"Haaaang!"
Unable to contain her excitement, Seran's body curled into an arch. A long, slender cry spilled from her lips.
As though the motion had been carved into his very body, Si-woo suckled at her breast with flawless, practiced rhythm—like an infant at its mother's nipple. Seran stroked the back of the man lost in her chest, crossing her legs around him until the two of them became one flesh.
Bodies lashed together pressed ever closer, each demanding just a little more of the other. His straining cock searched out every crevice, burrowing in.
There was exactly one hole where it fit perfectly, like two puzzle pieces made for each other. Burrowing into the hollow valley between her thighs, his cock found the opening hidden deep within her damp, dark thicket. The long, thick shaft, finally finding its rightful place, eased its head inside.
Squelch.
Her pussy, still warmed from touching herself only moments before, accepted him easily.
Their last time together had been somewhat one-sided—but tonight was different. The fact that they had wanted each other, both of them, washed Si-woo's guilt cleanly away.
Perhaps that was why. His cock, harder than ever tonight, moved between her legs without pause.
Si-woo remembered the sight of Seran sobbing his name.
"Landlady. The cock you've been searching for—it's inside you now."
He whispered it as he rocked his hips. Seran turned her face away in embarrassment, whining and moaning.
But Si-woo, worked up beyond restraint, wouldn't allow it. He took her head in his hands, turned her back to face him, and said it again.
"Say it, landlady."
Her glistening lips twitched.
"Mmm... w-what...?"
Thwap, thwap.
Even mid-conversation, his hips never broke their rhythm.
"What is it that's inside your pussy right now?"
The burning look in his eyes made refusal impossible. Seran murmured in a small voice.
"...A cock."
"Hmm? Louder."
Panting hard, Si-woo refused to let the exchange end.
"...Si-Si-woo's cock... is inside me. Inside my pussy."
Seran spat the words out as though surrendering to his fervor. Si-woo broke into a bright, satisfied grin.
"That's right. My cock. It's inside your pussy, landlady."
Strangely enough, the obscene phrases he'd never once said aloud to another person kept bursting out of him like a second native tongue.
"Ahhk... your thick cock is stabbing deep inside me, over and over..."
Seran answered him in kind. Chup, smooch. They shared a scorching kiss. The words had stopped, but the lips pressed together after spoke more than language ever could.
"Haa, haa..."
Having confirmed what was in her heart, Si-woo had no reason to rush anymore.
"I'll finish inside, then we'll go again."
He didn't need permission, not really—but he asked anyway, thinking of it as the barest courtesy. Seran nodded. Si-woo clenched his lower abdomen and waited, letting the climax-build of his cum gather at the tip of his cock. And the moment the feeling came that he could hold back no longer, he threw his whole body forward and released it.
Pshhh, psh.
The freed cum spurted out like water from a squirt gun, pouring into the deepest part of her, and Seran's legs clamped tight around his waist. His hips jerked of their own accord, a convulsive motion that went on and on.
Afterward they held each other in their arms, strocing each other's bodies. Sweat-slicked skin kept making their hands slip. As he caressed that smooth, gliding flesh, the heat came rushing back all over again.
Seran took his recovering cock in her hand and began to stroke it.
"Again? Already?"
"You're just too sexy, landlady."
"And what could be sexy about a woman my age..."
Seran buried her face in the blanket. Si-woo thought she looked adorable.
"This is exactly what makes you sexier."
He flung the blanket off, and Seran covered her face with both hands—leaving her body utterly exposed and defenseless. Si-woo explored it piece by piece.
"Here, too."
"Mmm..."
When he kneaded her full, upturned breasts, a short moan escaped her.
"And here."
"Ahhm..."
The moment he grabbed her ass, her hips began to buck.
"But the sexiest place of all is right here, as always."
Si-woo spread his thumb and began targeting her pussy hole. Leftover cum and her own juices made a squelching sound with every movement of his fingers. Feeling the soft texture of her inner flesh as he sucked hard at her breast, Seran jolted.
"Si-woo... I can't take it anymore."
"Then this time, you do the work, landlady."
Si-woo flipped over and lay back flat against the bed. Only his rigid, upright cock spoke of the vertical architecture between them.
Seran gripped his cock, stroking it slowly as she raised herself up. Like a satellite maneuvering into dock, she aligned herself with meticulous care—then lowered her body, and the sticky folds of her pussy kissed the tip of his cock.
"Mmmh..."
Her face scrunched for a moment, and then, with a wet slap, his cock sank in deep.
"Haaah..."
With her eyes closed, Seran stayed motionless for a while. But Si-woo could feel it—the flesh enveloping his cock was still flinching and quivering in places he couldn't see.
Before long, Seran began to move her hips, slowly. Up and down, and each time her waist rolled, the friction rose with a slick sound. Her flowing juices kept skin from ever chafing or hurting.
Si-woo rested a hand behind his head and savored the breathtaking view spread before his eyes.
A beautiful woman in her middle years riding atop him, moaning as she moved her body—no adult video could match the sight. The breasts that had swayed gently with each motion now swung in ever wider arcs as her pace quickened, slapping against her own body with a wet smack, smack.
When he reached up and pinched her nipple, standing hard and stiff, Seran began rolling her hips faster. Soon she wasn't merely moving back and forth but grinding in circles, so that from a distance it looked as though his cock were scouring the walls of her pussy the way a pestle grinds in a mortar.
Her hips, spinning away for a long while, built to a violent motion—then stopped dead with a sound like a held breath. The flesh wrapped around his cock shuddered.
"Landlady. You just came, didn't you."
Eyes rolled back, Seran couldn't answer. Her whole body simply trembled. Si-woo seized her breasts and sat up, bringing his face close to watch hers as her eyelids still quivered on the edge of orgasm.
I want more... I want to make her go even further.
The thought of seeing this woman's absolute limit seized hold of the young man's body. Si-woo pushed her over onto her back, bore down with his full weight, and began to piston.
"Ahht, ahhng!"
Seran could only offer up her hole, utterly defenseless. Strength drained from her legs, and every time Si-woo's body came slamming down she shook like a paper doll—but he hammered on without a care.
"S-student... you're too deep..."
His cock knocked against her walls as if it meant to burst right through them. It was a merciless pistoning, brutal enough to make her wonder if she would truly be torn apart.
But it didn't hurt. If anything, this was exactly what she had wanted all along—the thing she had imagined through countless nights. Tears gathered quietly at the corners of Seran's eyes.
That name she had missed so terribly... Seran whispered it in her heart.
Shin-woo... darling... I've missed you so much.