Department Store (4)
A sheer brown bikini that existed for no purpose beyond shoving her breasts together.
Baek Jiwoo sat on the toilet lid in that lewd scrap of fabric, cloth that barely covered her breasts or the entrance to her cunt. She was the ideal of a thick, voluptuous married woman, and right now she was downloading a file so she could watch a video of Hanbyul.
"Hoo... haah..."
Even before it started, a fierce pheromone-like heat seemed to pour off the video, setting her body on fire. Honestly, it wouldn't have been just Jiwoo. Any woman who saw this footage would have reacted the same way. The slick sheen visible beneath that smooth skin looked as if it were begging to be fucked.
"Nngh...♡"
Before the video had even begun, she was twitching the ass that overflowed the seat, stuffing a hand between her thighs and rubbing. From morning until just moments ago she hadn't managed a proper climax—brought to the edge of orgasm and left there, or worked into a fever and then cut off...
Because of that, Baek Jiwoo's face no longer belonged to a woman holding her lust in check. It was the vulgar face of someone panting after cock.
"C-cock..."
She had divorced when Iseul started elementary school, and from that day on Mother Baek Jiwoo had not had sex even once. She used to sneak the occasional session of masturbation at home, careful of her daughter's eyes, but once she started running the restaurant she had been too busy even for that.
"I want to have sex..."
She was already a woman overflowing with desire, and after more than twelve years without a single coupling, everything she had been holding back was finally bursting free today.
"Hurry... nnh... hurrrry...♡"
The married woman whined like a child, tongue lolling, gasping so hard she looked like nothing so much as a filthy sow in heat.
"I-it's starting...♡"
The instant the video began, as if on cue, she dragged the hand that had been rubbing between her thighs straight to her pussy and started stroking it all over.
Squish. Squish. Squish.
Wet sounds spread through the stall as Hanbyul's voice came through.
"Haah... haah... J-Jiwoo, just wait a second..."
"Nnh-aah... I-I can't wait...♡"
The background looked so much like the bathroom she was sitting in that a damp, filthy hunger began to crawl up through her.
He started filming the second he walked into the bathroom...?
She watched, masturbation frozen, as Hanbyul stripped without shame and changed into a swimsuit that looked like a skimpy buruma.
"Haah... haah..."
Even though the screen was already close, she shoved her face toward it in a frenzy, desperate to get nearer. That was the moment Hanbyul's smooth, springy, shameless little body came fully into view.
"Haah... he's insane... this is..."
A slender throat that looked ready to burst if she bit it. Bright crimson nipples. A taut, defined abdomen. And that cute, lovely, filthy cock...
An already adorable face layered with raw sex appeal—he had become every woman's perfect jerk-off material, a married man no woman could simply watch and leave alone.
Only once Hanbyul had finished changing into the swimsuit did she start moving her stalled hand again and resume masturbating.
And then, right after—
"J-Jiwoo Noona..."
"Hnnnngh...!!!!!!"
Pretending to adjust the camera, he called her name and parted his lips just a little... A spiderweb of spit stretched between them, and the roof of his mouth and his tongue—both of them things she wanted to lick—were put on full display.
That voice of his was all it took. Jiwoo came, squirting hard. Her trembling body sent her pure white hair thrashing wildly.
"Slurp... y-you can see it so well...♡"
"Nngh...♡"
At that line, the married woman's hips bucked hard. A wet slap rang out from her ass, the sound of meat being struck.
"Jiwoo Noona... I've got something to tell you..."
"Y-yeah... Hanbyul-ah... t-tell me..."
Iseul's mother sat there taking it, unable to move an inch against the Hanbyul on the screen. He kept glancing around and dragging it out, and for a second her chest tightened with unease.
"H-Hanbyul's cock feels weird...♡"
"Ooooh..."
She pinched her already stiff, swollen clit hard and thrashed her hips, fucking the air to the fantasy that the real Hanbyul was standing in front of her just like this.
"I-I want Noona to fix it for me. But Noona isn't here..."
"I-I'm right here... H-Hanbyul-ah...! Noona's right here...♡"
Whether she knew the words would never reach him or not, she kept talking back to the Hanbyul in the video.
"Hanbyul's... cock... is standing straight up..."
"Cock♡ Hanbyul's cock♡ It's so big..."
Heart-eyes blooming, the mother of a child stared at the cock that was practically begging to be fucked.
"I want to spurt... spurt... cum into Noona's mouth-pussy..."
"I-I can do that anytime... I can give you my pussy too...♡"
With those long, slender fingers wrapped around his standing cock, Hanbyul started to stroke himself.
"Nngh... he won't even listen to me..."
She had been masturbating over soft fabric, and the cloth covering her pussy had long since been soaked through with juices until it was nothing but a ruined scrap. The fabric meant to gather her breasts was one breath away from bursting under nipples that had swollen as far as they could go.
Three fingers buried in her thickly furred cunt, she started grinding on the toilet lid—and as if he had been waiting for exactly that, the horny little shota dropped a line that stopped her cold.
"I don't need Noona's mouth-pussy... My hand feels better... Soft-soft feels better..."
The married woman in heat froze mid-motion and stared blankly at the screen.
"It feels better than getting squeezed by Noona's tits..."
What did he just say...?
"Y-you haven't even been squeezed by my tits...!!!"
She knew it was just a bit he was filming, and still she threw herself into the role and snapped back.
"Way better than those sow tits that flop around...♡"
"What the hell would a little thing like you know...! You were the one panting and grabbing my chest this morning..."
The memory of what had happened on the bus hit her again, and a fresh gush of juices spilled out of her.
"If I stuck my cock in Noona's fat pussy, would it feel better than this...?"
"N-no...! N-not even close... A married woman's dense pussy feels so much better...!!!"
The violent motion made one breast bounce free and slap around.
"Khhn..."
While her ass made crude, meaty smacks, the freed breast slapped and swayed every which way. She grabbed it with both hands and squeezed, looking every bit the filthy sow who wanted the underside of her tits used like a fleshlight.
"Khhnnngh...!!!"
When Hanbyul suddenly came on screen, she worked her hand just as hard, chasing the same release.
Squish-squish. Slap. Slap.
"Haahn... I-I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum too...♡"
But her body refused to give her the orgasm she wanted, and the video refused to wait—it was already racing toward the end. The delay only made the lewd married woman more frantic.
The cloth that had been holding her breasts together now hung uselessly under the freed tit, its job already done. Completely unaware that someone else had entered the bathroom, she thrashed her hips and gasped.
Nipples anyone would want to suck and fuck, heavy udders swinging without restraint... Sweat and juices had soaked her whole body; her hair clung and stuck to her skin. Gone was the elegant, beautiful woman. What remained was a married woman who looked like a cheap whore, a sow who deserved to be raped exactly like this.
"Nnh... hnnngh... haah...♡"
As he started pulling the swimsuit back on, her own orgasm finally began to crest.
"H-Hanbyul-ah...! I-I think I'm gonna cum...♡ Hnnngh... hngh..."
"Hup—"
With a cute little grunt he yanked the swimsuit up. His cock, swallowed by the fabric, gave one last hungry twitch—
"Hnnnnngh!!!"
Hanbyul's hips started shuddering madly as he came. As if she had been waiting for that exact cue, Jiwoo came with him.
"Ooooooh!!! Ooooooh!!! Oooooooooh♡♡♡♡♡♡"
Baek Jiwoo's waist and pelvis shook violently; her eyes rolled back. There was nothing left of Iseul's mother—only a single sow thrashing in pleasure, tears streaming down her face.
"Noona, look at this...♡"
Sprawled on the toilet lid, she held the phone up with one arm and watched to the very end. Covered in cum, Hanbyul confessed his love and showed her an ahegao face.
"Jiwoo No-Noona... I love you...♡"
"I-I love you tooooo...!!! Hnnnnnngh!!!!!"
She felt so good that only the whites of her eyes showed as she squirted again and again. Her ass, completely out of control, jerked every which way and sprayed piss along with it.
"Haah... haaah..."
Those milk-heavy breasts sagged under their own weight. Her body arched like a bow and then collapsed, thighs and ass hitting the floor as if she had been used up and thrown away.
Slap.
And with that final image—a married woman who had shed every last scrap of her dignity as a mother and fallen into nothing but a sow—the video ended.
She never even heard the sound of someone leaving the bathroom.