The Married Woman's Pussy

I savored the pleasure surging through me as I pinned her throat down hard, her body thrashing wildly beneath me. Grabbing my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cock, I eased it back just a fraction. I toyed with her tongue too. She wasn't completely out of breath anymore; she could breathe a bit easier now. But if I prodded her, she'd start coughing and gasping like crazy.

"Huuup... haap..."

"Don't you dare bite. Just do it right on your own."

She seemed to have some fellatio experience—it wasn't her first time or anything. Even in this forced situation, she wasn't gnashing her teeth. Still, just to be safe, I gave her another verbal warning.

I kept enjoying the stimulation. "Hup... huup..." I thrust ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠all the way to the back of her throat, then pulled back slightly. I played with her tongue some more. Her mouth's delicate membranes everywhere, so sensitive. "Huuup... " I teased them relentlessly, drinking in the ecstasy. Her struggles only heightened it. "Huuup... hah..." Saliva was drooling out in thick streams, but rather than thinking it was gross, all I could picture was how slick it'd make her pussy hole for later.

"Ah, this feels good... Hey, try sucking with just a hint of teeth."

I let go of her head, which I'd been shaking like a ragdoll, and tapped her verbally instead. She looked up at me, then started working my cock with her tongue.

Just moments ago, her mouth had been full of revulsion, thrashing away. Now? She was caressing it like it was the most delicious treat. "Decided to cooperate, huh? Smart choice."

Her expression was still twisted in disgust—she clearly wasn't enjoying it—but at least she was finally playing along. "Hup..." She sucked me in deeper now, swirling around the frenulum where shaft met glans. "Krrgh, you bitch... you're good at this..." She'd target just the glans sometimes, unleashing a whole arsenal of techniques.

"Ha, ah... yeah... I'm cumming! Drink every drop, you slut!"

The second she made a move like she wanted to pull back, I slammed straight into her throat and unloaded. Spurt, spurt—rope after rope of cum. Her throat bobbed visibly as she gulped it down against her will, better than I'd expected. When I finally pulled my cock out...

"Hkeuk...! Kgh... kheok...!"

She hacked up a storm in agony, but she didn't fight back or anything. That terrified look on her face, still shaking her head a little—it hit just right. Felt like a full-on rape for the first time in ages. Damn, been too long.

"Lie down."

"Hk... huu... eup..."

She must've figured it wasn't over yet, tears streaming down her face, but she obediently lay back ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠on the floor.

"Spread your legs. You were spreading 'em wide just fine earlier."

In her masturbation video, she'd flung them open without hesitation, making me think she was some total slut. But apparently not. Just cam stuff, no real experience? Sounded about right.

"Alright, going in."

No need for foreplay anyway—coming straight from her wank to sex. Plus, her pussy was gushing love juices already, looking downright appetizing as they trickled out. I rammed my cock right into her hole.

"Huuuuup...!"

She sucked in a sharp, ragged breath. "Huum, hah..."

"Hmm, this pussy's... meh."

Visually, it looked super tight and chewy, pretty pink color too. So damn inviting. But reality? Disappointing as hell.

"Huh, uup... hah..."

She was trembling hard, like she was feeling massive pleasure—or maybe just scared shitless? Whatever. Let's see how it moves. I rocked my hips gently.

Squelch—schlick—

"Huum, ah. Yeah, no good. My mood's tanking."

It didn't grip me right, no chewiness at all. Felt kinda loose overall... Slut after all? My raging hard-on started deflating fast in the crashing mood.

"Ah, fuck... what a letdown..."

I'd been hyped to really enjoy this, and now? Might as well have jerked off solo for a better time. I yanked my wilted dick out with a heavy sigh.

"Hey, we're done. Finish yourself off."

"Y-Yes? R-Really?"

"Yeah, your pussy's fucking trash."

I spat it out casually, frustration boiling over, and smacked her ass a few times for good measure. Glancing back, she didn't look hurt—relieved, even. Kinda pissed me off less that way.

Whatever. She grabbed her clothes and dressed. I released the ability.

"Time Manipulation... released."

The third activation of the day ended on a hilariously lame note. Time snapped back—and suddenly, the guys' screams pierced the air as people started crowding around.

"Jisoo! What happened?!"

"Hyungnim!" "Mr. Jisoo!"

Yoonah, Gijun, even the guide hyung rushed over. Haha, guess they were worried.

"These fuckers were about to gang-rape her. Couldn't let a crime like that slide, right?"

I launched into my heroic speech, and everyone burst into applause. Heh, that's how I stay the good guy. I shot a quick glance at the dazed bitch lurking in the back, signaling her to play along.

"Th-Thank you..."

She followed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my lead, no choice. Felt fucking great. She finished dressing and slowly approached our group.