The Anal Confession
I traced my fingers over the handle of the anal plug buried in Iseul’s ass and spoke in a low voice.
“You…! You always say you hate it when I do it here, yet you go and do something like this…!?”
As I rested my fingertip on the end of the handle and gave it a gentle twist, Iseul’s body twitched sharply. Even that light touch showed just how intensely she was being stimulated.
“Mmmh…! Because I was that worried about you, oppa. Ah…! But before you put it in my ass, can’t you do my pussy first? I’m not joking—I really was worried about your situation today, but I also came here because I desperately wanted to get fucked.”
“Hahaha. Alright, alright. I got it.”
How could I possibly hate her when she was being this honest?
Smiling, I pulled Iseul into my arms, laid her down in the center of the bed, and began caressing her. One hand grabbed her breast, fingers gently rolling her nipple.
“Ahn… Oppa~”
“You lewd little slut. You really love sex that much?”
“But~ it relieves my stress~!”
“Hehe. Raising a kid is tough, huh?”
“Thanks to you, oppa~ Mmmh! It’s been so much easier lately!”
“Then why were you stressed?”
“Because I was scared you might push me away~ Ahn! Ah! Do it harder…!”
When I slid my other hand down, I found her pussy already soaking wet. Her slightly parted folds were dripping with arousal, as if they had been waiting for me, signaling that she was fully ready for sex.
Squelch…!
I spread her pussy open with my fingers and slipped my middle finger inside to check.
It slid in without any resistance, coated in thick, slippery fluid. I pulled it back out after confirming how familiar and welcoming her insides felt.
Was she this wet already because we had fucked countless times before? Or had she prepared herself in advance? Either way, I spread Iseul’s well-prepared legs and positioned myself between them.
Her pussy glistened with clear nectar. Below it, the black handle of the anal plug peeked out.
The sight was so obscenely erotic that I couldn’t help but grin. I grabbed the plug, pushed it deeper with force, and twisted it in slow circles to stimulate her insides. Iseul immediately thrashed wildly, clutching the bedsheets and twisting her body.
She lifted her hips, showing just how strongly she was feeling it. Her pussy was already leaking a steady stream of juices.
“Haaahk! Haa! No! Stoooop!!”
“Feeling better now? You won’t say things like that again, right?”
“I won’t!! I’ll be a good girl! Stop!! Hngh!”
Twitch! Twitch, twitch!
I gripped the ring-shaped handle and shoved it in even harder, burying my fingers up to the knuckle. Iseul began squirting profusely. Her raised hips trembled violently as she climaxed. The moment I released the plug, it slid back into place on its own.
Through constant sex and careful training, Iseul had become a woman who could cum easily with just the slightest attack on her weak points. She couldn’t possibly endure my assaults, so I kept teasing her with light, playful touches, driving her closer and closer to madness.
I wondered what Byeol would think if she ever found out her mother was like this. She probably wouldn’t understand now, but when she grew up… would she come to despise her mother? Hmm.
“Did you cum?”
“Haaah! Haaah! You’re so mean…!”
“Like I always say, you don’t actually hate anal. You’re just too sensitive. Deep down, you love it.”
“Ab…solutely not!”
“So, has your anger completely melted away?”
“…Hmph! I’ll think about it if you make me cum one more time with your cock! Hngh!”
Before she could even finish speaking, I thrust my entire length into her pussy in one powerful stroke.
I didn’t need to use my hands. I simply drove my hips forward, slamming into her without mercy. Iseul’s body arched backward as she cried out in pleasure.
She must have felt it from the penetration alone. Her eyes were unfocused, head thrown back. She held her breath until I leaned down to kiss her.
“Does it feel good?”
“Hngh…! Hngh. This is it…!”
“I’ll give you as much as you want, so squeeze me tight!”
“Aahn! Ahn! Oppa!”
I straightened my back, gripped her waist, and began thrusting in earnest.
At first I moved gently, stroking every one of her sensitive spots in turn. In response, Iseul clenched her pussy around me, gripping me like a vice.
She rocked her hips and ass in perfect rhythm with my pistoning, and we moved together like dancers who had practiced for years—each of us giving the other exactly the stimulation we craved.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Aahn! Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Oppaa! Ahn! Ahn!”
It feels so good~~!!
As always, Iseul screamed without holding back, letting every moan spill freely. I worried the sound might carry past the bedroom, through the living room, all the way to the room where Byeol was sleeping—but once we started having sex, neither of us cared anymore.
Since I was holding her waist down, we couldn’t kiss. Instead, Iseul’s mouth hung open, tongue lolling as she panted. She looked like a total whore, and the sight only made me more excited. I kept my hands busy, determined to satisfy her even more.
Then I paused my thrusting for a moment, buried myself to the hilt inside her, and leaned down to kiss her deeply.
Iseul wrapped both her arms and legs around me tightly. We took a short break, sharing each other’s warmth. When I finally released her limbs and sat up, I adjusted her position slightly.
Mating press—hips raised high, body folded vertically.
It was the position that excited Iseul the most. As I imagined doing this same thing with Eunhye someday, I slammed my hips downward.
“Hnghk! O-op…pa! Hngh! Hnghk!!”
Hearing her loud, desperate moans made me realize just how different she was from Eunhye.
The way she clung to me instead of pulling away, the movement of her hips, the size and softness of her breasts and ass, their elasticity, even the sound of her moans—everything was different.
Iseul, whom I had trained so thoroughly, could handle even the most intense positions. She was the perfect woman for me to unleash my lust on without restraint.
Just as Iseul used my cock to relieve her stress, I used her body to release the stress I had accumulated today. We were the perfect outlet for each other.
I wanted to focus entirely on the woman in front of me, but the memory of Eunhye suddenly flashed through my mind, bringing back every detail of the sex we had shared.
Touching her drunken breasts, groping her ass, sliding into her pussy, receiving her blowjob.
Finally, with her conscious permission, I had taken her from behind until she came, then kissed her in missionary while making her climax again. I had squeezed her breasts and finished with a deep vaginal ejaculation.
I remembered dragging her half-conscious to the bathroom for another rough fuck from behind, and how she had shyly taken my cock into her mouth for one last blowjob. The memories overlapped, and for a moment I almost saw Eunhye instead of Iseul.
This was getting serious. Fantasizing about another woman while Iseul was right in front of me.
It was dangerous. She had come to me because she was already anxious and needed reassurance. I couldn’t let her catch on and hurt her feelings. I tried to push the thoughts away and focus only on Iseul. But once Eunhye had entered my mind, it wasn’t easy to erase her.
In the end, I pulled out, flipped Iseul over, and made her lie face-down. She obediently pressed her chest to the bed, lifted her ass high, spread her cheeks with both hands, and shook them invitingly.
“Oppa… more…”
“Stay still. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand today.”
“Haaang~!!”
From behind her raised ass, I rubbed the head of my cock against her dripping pussy.
I grabbed her plump, easy-to-hold ass with both hands, squeezing so hard the flesh spilled between my fingers, locking her in place.
Just from feeling the strength of my grip on her ass, she grew even more excited about the doggystyle that was coming. She kept leaking arousal and letting out hot, needy moans.
I rubbed my glans against her folds, then suddenly changed the angle and thrust inside in one smooth motion. Iseul shuddered violently and let out a long, heated cry. I slapped her ass, which was already squirting clear fluid from our joining, and began pounding her in earnest.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Aahn! Ahn! Oppa! Oppaaa!!”
I couldn’t even count how many times I had fucked this hole.
After breaking up with her boyfriend, this pussy had belonged only to me. It had long since molded itself perfectly to the shape of my cock. Her walls recognized their owner and squeezed me greedily.
Her skilled pussy knew exactly how to milk my weak points. The rippling, twisting tunnel used every trick it had to serve my cock and make me cum.
In return, I slammed into her over and over, driving myself to the root with deep, powerful strokes.
Under the intense doggystyle, her belly was being pressed so hard she could barely breathe. Iseul clutched the sheets with both hands, enduring the strong, deep attacks.
Watching her pant helplessly around my cock, I superimposed Eunhye’s image over her and imagined I was fucking Eunhye instead.
I couldn’t see her face, and her ass felt different in both size and texture, but with pure imagination I managed to picture Eunhye’s body and the feel of her pussy. The fantasy gave me even more energy, and I began thrusting harder.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Hnghk! Aahn! Ahn! Hngh! Hngh!”
The obscene sound of flesh slapping and fluids splashing filled the room, accompanied by Iseul’s near-screaming moans. With Eunhye’s image overlaid on top of her, I lost all restraint. I fucked Iseul harder and faster from behind, tormenting her without mercy.
If it were Eunhye, how would she react to being fucked like this from behind?
Her breasts were bigger and softer than Iseul’s. What kind of sounds would she make if I sucked on them and tormented her nipples while pounding her?
What would it feel like to force my cock down that pretty, well-spoken throat for a deepthroat?
I wanted to slap that elastic ass and fuck her as roughly as I wanted. If I licked every inch of her body and teased her mercilessly, how would she respond?
What kind of face would she make if I kept fucking her without pause even while she was cumming?
What expression would she wear after letting another man use her body until she was completely exhausted?
What would Eunhye be like?
What kind of face would she show me?
Ah…! I want to fuck her again!
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Hup! Hup! Hngh!”
I kept pounding Iseul while thinking of Eunhye for so long that she came several times on her own and eventually grew exhausted first.
Her trembling legs gave out and she started to collapse. I quickly shoved a pillow under her belly to keep her ass raised, then continued slamming into her without giving her a chance to beg me to stop.
I had no idea how many orgasms she had experienced. Her thighs were drenched in clear, foamy fluid that kept flowing out.
She was too tired even to moan anymore—just panting desperately.
I knew she had cum multiple times before me, but I didn’t stop. I kept using her body to vent my lust and purge my desire for Eunhye.
Iseul’s hair, face, and back were completely soaked with sweat. She reached back and placed her hand over mine where I gripped her waist.
Seeing the look on her face, I paused for a moment. After catching her breath, she spoke.
“Haa… Haa… Oppa…. It’s okay if you… use me to get it all out… and imagine her. Go ahead… do whatever you want.”
“What… I wasn’t imagining anyone else.”
“If I’m getting in the way… should I cover myself with the blanket? You can do whatever you want. I’ve already been satisfied enough…”
Iseul gently stroked the back of my hand as she spoke. The way she acted like she knew everything and was treating me like a child annoyed me, but since it was true that I had been using her like an onahole while fantasizing about another woman, I decided to let it go.
“Well… anyway. Thanks to that woman I don’t even know, I got to have intense sex like this for the first time in a while. It’s been ages since you’ve fucked me this hard, oppa.”
“Haa… You say that like I’ve never satisfied you before.”
“It just feels different, that’s all. We’ve gotten too used to each other, haven’t we?”
Her calm, understanding tone made me feel guilty in more ways than one. I couldn’t find the right words to reply. Seeing that, Iseul gathered her strength, lifted her ass again, and reset her posture.
“I’m sorry for exploding on you earlier. I know simple-minded oppa would never have thought of something like that. I was just too worked up… I’m sorry. I was feeling weird too, so I said it without thinking. Don’t worry about it.”
“Iseul… That… I…”
“It’s fine. It’s too late now. If you’re really sorry, just treat me better from now on.”
“………”
What was this feeling? Like I was being slowly dragged into something?
Something felt off, so I tried to correct her, but she once again raised her ass high, spread her own cheeks with one hand, and said,
“I’ve enjoyed myself plenty… so now I want it in my ass. I put plenty of gel in earlier and plugged it up. You can pull it out and enjoy it right away, right?”
Watching her willingly offer her ass for anal sex made me forget what I had been about to say.
Yeah. What did it matter? If we started arguing, I would never win anyway. I’d only end up losing.
Having surrendered, I suddenly pictured her secretly inserting the plug and squeezing gel into herself even though she hated it, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Pfft. How did you even endure it like that? It must have felt really weird.”
“Ah… Maybe that’s why I felt it more than usual? Like you said, oppa, maybe I actually feel a lot from anal.”
“Hahaha. Iseul, why do you do such cute things!”
“Huu… Still. Even if I’m offering my ass, if you keep thinking about another woman the whole time… I might get hurt too, you know? You don’t have to be as intense as before. Could you… at least do it lovingly like usual…?”
Iseul blushed slightly and avoided my gaze. Her adorable expression brought my half-softened cock back to full hardness.
Without a word, I looked at the embarrassed woman for a moment, then leaned over and pressed myself against her back. I reached around to pinch and rub her nipples, then covered her lips with mine. She let out soft, sweet whimpers as our tongues intertwined.
Even though she had said all that, the urgent, almost desperate way her tongue moved told me she was still anxious. She kissed me like she wanted to devour me, as if begging me not to leave her.
In response, I gently massaged her breasts, then moved my hands to stroke her waist, belly, and ass in turn, soothing her trembling body.
When I reached back and hooked my finger through the ring of the anal plug, Iseul couldn’t hold back a moan.
I kissed her moaning mouth repeatedly, pulling the plug out slowly, then pushing it back in, over and over, tormenting her so she could feel it fully.
Her pussy, which could climax even without my cock, squirted against my thigh once more. Without warning, I yanked the plug out completely, tossed it off the bed, and gently caressed her now-gaping asshole.
“Hnghk! Oppa…!”
I could feel how open her ass was.
My finger slid in with almost no resistance, then her sphincter slowly tightened around it. Warm love gel leaked out with every thrust and withdrawal, just as she had said. And throughout it all, Iseul’s reactions were incredibly entertaining.
“Hnghk! Ahut! Ah! Hngh!”
“Spread it for me, Iseul. Put it in yourself once.”
“Haaah! Haaah!”
Her trembling hand reached back, groping blindly in the air until she finally found my cock. Slowly, she guided it toward her asshole.
The head easily sank into her softened, relaxed entrance. With a wet pop, the glans slipped inside. Iseul’s arm shook violently as she let go of my cock.
“H-hnghk! I-I did it…!”
“Good girl. How does it feel? Does it feel good?”
I moved just the head back and forth inside her loosened anal entrance.
Even that was enough to make Iseul clutch the bedsheets like she might tear them. She couldn’t pull her hips away, only twist them weakly as she endured.
Normally she would have turned around and refused, but today she was trying so hard to bear it. I gently stroked her cute ass in appreciation.
“Y-yesh…! Hnguuuuuh!!”
The moment she answered, I buried myself to the root in one thrust.
It had been a while since I had used her ass, but just as she had claimed, it was soft and welcoming. The warm, slick liquid filling her passage felt incredible.
Feeling the love in how carefully she had prepared her ass for me, I watched her twist and writhe in agony and began massaging her ass cheeks with both hands like a gentle massage.
Although she had loosened herself, she didn’t use it often, so her asshole still maintained the same tight grip as when I had first taken her. That powerful squeeze was even stronger than when her pussy clenched, sending intense pleasure shooting up my spine.
On top of that, the different softness and tightness of her intestines, and the smooth feel of the love gel—it all felt amazing.
But best of all was the visual pleasure and satisfaction of watching her suffer as I used a hole she rarely offered.
Feeling her asshole desperately milking my cock, I leaned over her back and grabbed her shoulders. When my hands touched her, Iseul looked back at me. I pulled her upper body up, tilted her head back, and kissed her.
“Hngh…! Chuuup! Chu!”
Even as she squirmed from the overwhelming fullness in her belly, she couldn’t refuse my kiss. She forced her tongue out to meet mine.
It was so fun to torment her that I reached around and twisted her nipples. Unable to endure it, she twisted her hips and my cock slipped out.
“Hnghk! Hnghk! Hnguuuh!!”
In that brief moment, Iseul gasped for air with rough, desperate breaths.
I grabbed her shoulders, pushed her down, lifted her ass, and shoved my cock back into her asshole before it could close.
This time I didn’t tease her any further. I held her hips and began slow, steady thrusts.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Hnghk! Ah! Ahut! Aahn! Ahn!”
As punishment for moving her ass without permission, I fucked her asshole and spanked her at the same time. Red handprints began to bloom on her cheeks, but since this kind of light discipline was normal for us, she didn’t react much.
Was she unable to react properly because we were doing anal instead of vaginal? Still, every time I spanked her, her sphincter clenched even tighter around me, as if trying to snap my cock in half. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Haaahk! Aah! Ut! Ut! Ngh!”
With Iseul clearly overwhelmed, I attacked her from behind at my leisure.
I drove my hips down hard—thud, thud—pounding deep. Her reactions were excellent, and the rare taste of her ass felt especially exquisite.
While leaning over and casually fondling her breasts, I moved my mouth from her ear to her neck, sucking and leaving kiss marks. I licked and sucked her neck and collarbone until the skin turned red and purple, then kissed my way down her back before sitting up again.
After thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her asshole, I looked down and saw not Eunhye, but Iseul—face buried in the sheets, breathing hard.
My cute companion.
She wasn’t Eunhye.
I pinned her ass in place and began thrusting in earnest once more.
Our bodies slapped together wetly. Fluids burst out of her asshole with every thrust.
I worried her screams might ruin her voice, but at the same time her whole body trembled, showing just how wildly aroused and satisfied she was.
“Aaaahk! Ahn! Ahn! Oppa!! Ahn! I’m— I’m cumming!!”
In the end Iseul couldn’t hold on. She squirted again, head thrown back. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her.
Even though she had been angry just moments ago, watching this woman who loved sex—and loved my cock—completely fall apart beneath me always filled me with a deep sense of conquest.
Seeing her this thoroughly melted only made me want to please her even more.
Satisfied with her reactions, I kissed her dazed face and adjusted our position again. As I pressed her down and thrust hard, I began to feel the urge to cum rising.
The pain had faded from Iseul’s voice. She was now moaning sweetly, pushing her ass back against me, slowly matching my rhythm.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Hut! Hnghk! Oppa! Oppa!!! Uwaah!”
“Khh! Iseul!!”
I spanked her ass while furiously pumping my cock. Unable to hold back any longer, I pressed my groin tight against her ass and came hard.
I felt my cock pulsing, pumping thick ropes of semen into her. I gently stroked her trembling ass as I finished.
Spurt! Spurt!
“Hut! Mmmh! It’s hot… So much hot stuff is coming in…”
Even while I was cumming, her asshole kept squeezing me with that wonderful tightness. I moved gently back and forth, milking out every last drop of semen into her ass. As I looked at her exhausted back, an old memory suddenly surfaced.
