Time Together
"I've never felt anything like this with my husband..."
Jung Na-yeon spoke while her breathing was still uneven.
"What am I going to do... I don't think I can live without you anymore..."
She tried to smile, but the corners of her mouth trembled. Moisture gathered in her eyes and glittered under the light.
Na-yeon pulled Hyun-soo's back into a tight embrace. Pressed flush against him with no intention of letting go, she kept her legs wrapped around him and slowly stroked the back of his head.
"Na-yeon... your pussy... is squeezing so tight... it won't let me pull out... it keeps sucking me in..."
At those words, Na-yeon's face flushed a deep red.
She knew perfectly well that even while they stayed locked together, her pussy was still contracting irregularly, drawing what was inside her deeper.
"I'm not doing it on purpose..."
Her voice was thick with embarrassment. The inside of her pussy twitched and clenched again. The sensation made Na-yeon herself catch her breath.
"If you're not doing it on purpose... then that means your body wants me on its own?"
"You already know... so don't say it..."
The semen he had released couldn't seep out through the tight seal of her pussy and was squeezed back in again.
"My body's acting on its own... because you do this to me every single night..."
Na-yeon murmured, nuzzling her face against Hyun-soo's chest. She tried to unhook her legs, but the strength wouldn't leave them. Every time her pussy clenched, the semen remaining inside seemed to push farther into her womb.
Na-yeon stroked Hyun-soo's back and pulled him close once more.
She gazed at him with unfocused eyes that still held the afterglow.
"My husband always pulled out right away when he finished and went straight to the bathroom..."
She said it calmly, yet a bitter note colored her voice.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah..."
"Why would he pull out of something this good?"
"I know, right..."
Hyun-soo pushed his cock even deeper into her pussy.
"Ah... staying like this... with it inside while we hold each other... this is the first time."
Na-yeon's hands gently caressed Hyun-soo's back.
Her pussy reacted again to the thing filling it and clenched on its own.
"Ah."
A soft cry escaped her lips.
"The part that won't let it slip out... that's my pussy, though..."
Na-yeon smiled shyly.
It was an expression he had never seen before.
Not the married woman, not the landlady—just the bare face of a woman.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"That smile just now... it was really cute."
"Tch..."
Na-yeon, shy all over again, hugged Hyun-soo tighter.
"Just a little longer like this... don't pull out."
Locked together in that embrace, their body heat blended until it felt like one.
The next day.
Pale sunlight slipped through the curtains of the master bedroom.
Na-yeon opened her eyes first.
She blinked blankly at the ceiling until sensation woke her fully.
He's still inside me.
They had fallen asleep locked together the night before.
It had never slipped free through the whole night.
Na-yeon held her breath and slowly turned her head.
Hyun-soo was sleeping.
On top of her body.
His mouth was slightly open, breathing in a steady rhythm.
The inside of her pussy was filled with a heavy, solid presence.
Because he was still buried in her.
Even the slightest movement brought a wet, slick sensation from where they were joined.
When she carefully tensed her muscles, her pussy clenched reflexively.
In that instant the shape of what was inside her became vividly clear, and her face burned hot.
Even while he's asleep, it hasn't come out...
Na-yeon quietly studied Hyun-soo's face.
Only a week ago he had been the unemployed tenant who was late on rent. Now he was sleeping in her bed with his cock still inside her. A small laugh escaped her, then her expression grew complicated.
She rested her hand on his bare chest and felt his heartbeat against her palm.
It was warm.
It had already been more than a month since her husband last slept in this house.
She moved her hand and stroked Hyun-soo's back. As she did, she lifted her hips just a little, and a wet sound rose from the place where they were joined. The friction inside her pussy drew a soft moan from Na-yeon.
"Nngh..."
Afraid he would wake, she held her breath and stayed still.
Hyun-soo's body heat touched her everywhere—her chest, her thighs, the deepest part of her pussy.
The alarm was set for seven-thirty, but she had no intention of waking him.
Just a little longer.
Just a little more of this.
Na-yeon's fingers slowly traced Hyun-soo's back.
In ten years of marriage, had her husband ever fallen asleep on top of her like this?
She searched her memory and realized he never had.
Even in the early days of their marriage, her husband had rolled away the moment he finished. Yet this unemployed man had buried his face against her chest and slept the whole night with his cock still inside her. The feeling was strange.
She wrapped both arms around his bare back and held him tight.
Her pussy reacted to the movement and clenched. A wet sensation spread inside her, but she paid it no mind.
"I don't even feel how heavy you are..."
Na-yeon whispered against Hyun-soo's ear.
She pulled the blanket up over his back as well.
When the alarm rang she would have to make breakfast. She would have to cook rice, boil soup, feed this man. Yet right now, more than any of that, she loved this weight, this warmth, this sensation still filling her pussy. Na-yeon closed her eyes and stroked Hyun-soo's hair with her fingers, holding onto the moment.
"Mmm..."
Hyun-soo made a soft sound and opened his eyes. Their gazes met.
"Have you been like this the whole time?"
"Yeah. I woke up an hour ago, but I couldn't move."
She brushed the hair stuck to his forehead aside with her fingers as she spoke. Her voice was still rough from sleep, yet gentle.
"How was I supposed to pull out when you were sleeping on top of me without budging?"
"That's true."
Hyun-soo smiled.
"But this feeling... it's not bad."
"It's a first for me too."
Inside her pussy she could feel Hyun-soo's cock growing healthier, bit by bit, with the morning. It felt as though the semen and her own fluids that had filled her all night were still clinging to her inner walls. Even the slightest shift from him produced a wet sound under the blanket.
"That sucking sound is pretty stimulating, isn't it...?"
"Hey, what kind of talk is that first thing in the morning."
Na-yeon's face turned red.
It was true that her pussy was squeezing and drawing his cock in.
Feeling it grow even harder inside her, she twitched again. Na-yeon swallowed a short breath at the sensation and looked at him.
"Sleeping with it inside all night... you really are something else..."
Then it naturally became a kiss.
They had long since passed the stage of caring about morning breath.
Na-yeon's eyes looked at Hyun-soo from close range.
"I have to make breakfast."
She said the words, yet her body showed no sign of moving. Inside her, Hyun-soo's cock was returning to its full size. The swelling sensation made Na-yeon's breathing quicken slightly.
"Are you going to pull out and get up?"
"I'll stay inside a little longer..."
When Hyun-soo pushed all the way to the root and nestled deeper into her arms, a short moan slipped from Na-yeon's lips.
"Euk..."
The feeling of being filled to the brim first thing in the morning made her body heat rise.
As the cock that had stayed inside all night drove deep again at full size, semen began to leak slowly from the edges of her pussy.
Na-yeon cradled Hyun-soo's head and pulled him close, staring up at the ceiling.
"If we start like this in the morning... when am I supposed to cook."
She spoke as if scolding, but there was no strength in her voice.
Every time his breath spread across her chest, her pussy clenched of its own accord. Na-yeon could not stop the contractions.
"I like this..."
At Hyun-soo's words of pleasure, her pussy twitched as if in answer. The inner walls clung and wrapped around him like suction.
"I can feel it... me too. Yours... getting bigger inside me..."
Na-yeon spoke honestly about what she felt.
As she did, she stroked the back of his head and held him. The way he buried himself against her chest looked just like a baby. The hard, erect presence inside her pussy was nothing like a baby, of course.
That contradiction made Na-yeon laugh.
"Haaa... I'm not even moving, so why does it feel this good..."
"Because my cock feels good."
"Don't say weird things..."
"But it's true, isn't it?"
Hyun-soo put on a sly expression.
Schlick.
"Ah!"
Na-yeon cried out at his movement.
"Ten minutes. Just ten more minutes like this, then I'll make breakfast."
Na-yeon whispered. She was savoring the sensation inside her pussy even more. She wanted to feel it longer.
That was how they greeted the morning and began a new day.
And another week passed.
Saturday morning, eleven o'clock.
Na-yeon sat on the living-room sofa on the first floor, folding laundry.
Inside the laundry basket her clothes and Hyun-soo's were mixed together. She neatly folded a black collared shirt and stacked it beside her, humming without realizing it.
Only two weeks earlier this living room had felt wide and empty with her husband's absence. Now Hyun-soo's sneakers sat by the entrance, and his toothbrush stood in the bathroom.
The space had become one where his scent clung to the blankets and cushions.
The few clothes he had brought down from his third-floor studio now occupied one corner of the master bedroom closet, and she had put them away without a word of complaint.
"Hehehe..."
A smile curved Jung Na-yeon's lips.