Saying "No" But Why Are You Shaking Your Hips?

With those words, I pressed my body down on her, completely pinning her beneath me.

The bitch couldn’t even breathe. All she could do was blink.

I slowly reached out and seized the front of her jeogori in a tight grip.

“I came all the way to this damn era. Might as well enjoy the feast in front of me.”

She twisted beneath me, shaking her head frantically.

“No… please don’t… I, I… truly… only know my husband…”

“Husband? That bastard’s head is probably rolling around in a ditch somewhere by now.”

I laughed and ripped her jeogori wide open.

Her pale, smooth skin glowed vividly in the lantern light.

The ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠moment I buried my face between her damp underclothes, her whole body began to shiver violently.

“…Haa… No… You can’t…”

“Can’t what? You’ve got a married woman’s body with tits like these and you’re still talking like that?”

I slid her underclothes up just enough to expose her breasts.

This bitch’s tits were far more elastic than I’d expected. Two long, stiff nipples rose proudly, begging to be devoured.

“…Don’t… look…”

She tried to cover them with her arms, but I mercilessly pinned her wrists to the side.

“They look this good. Why hide them?”

I flicked the tip of one nipple with my finger. Her body jolted hard.

“Hey, what the fuck is this? They’re pretty long. Did your husband suck on these properly?”

She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip hard.

“…Don’t say things like that… I don’t want to hear it right now…”

“You don’t want to hear it? Too bad. I’m dying to say it.”

I kneaded her soft, bouncy breasts, then pinched and twisted her nipples.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Haa… haaa… This… this isn’t right…”

“Not right? Look at you. A married woman’s body is squirming just from me twisting her nipples.”

She curled up slightly, trying to stop her trembling hips.

“…This… isn’t like that…”

“Bullshit. Your body’s answering honestly enough.”

I stroked her flushed cheek. Her ragged breathing, her burning skin temperature, and those stiff, proud nipples all told the truth.

The body doesn’t lie.

Even though she turned her head away in shame and humiliation, her breasts, exposed in the lantern light, were openly revealing her honest desire.

I rubbed and twisted her nipples again, slowly.

“…Haak… No… Not this… Hngh♡”

She curled up and bucked her hips, but it wasn’t rejection. It was a natural reaction to the stimulation.

“Look at that? You keep saying no, no, but your hips are thrusting all on their own.”

Her face burned bright red and she squeezed her eyes shut. But her panting breaths sounded exactly like she was begging to be fucked.

I moved my hands down from her stiff nipples, gripping her waist and then her wide, firm hips.

“Damn, look at this ass. No wonder all the men wanted a piece of you.”

I slapped her plump, delicious-looking ass twice with my palm. The red marks stood out clearly in the lantern light.

The bitch, who had kept her mouth shut until now, flinched again and finally spoke.

“…This… is something you really shouldn’t do… I’ve never done anything like this with anyone except my husband…”

“Really? With a body like this? You already gave your first to that guy, but from now on I’ll make sure this body only remembers me.”

She lowered her gaze quietly, as if her tears had finally run dry.

“It can’t be… I’m a married woman… A woman with a husband shouldn’t…”

“What? You still don’t get it? That husband of yours can’t touch you anymore. Just look at yourself. A so-called faithful wife, locked up alone, now shaking her tits and ass for another man.”

I lightly tapped the area between her legs beneath her ass with my fingers. It was already soaking wet.

Her eyes widened in shock and she denied reality with a trembling voice.

“…Haak… No… I’ve never… Darling… I’m sorry…”

“You’re doing great. Your mouth calls for your husband while your body calls for me.”

When I pressed my finger against her as if pushing inside, her large ass shook and her spine twitched.

“…Hyaang♡! Ngh… I don’t want this…♡ My head’s going crazy…”

“You’re feeling it so fucking well.”

She lay obediently crushed beneath me, gasping for air. Her breasts, thighs, and ass all radiated intense heat that warmed the entire room.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled out my rock-hard cock and shoved it in front of her face.

“Hey, look ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at this. Fuck. See how badly I want to ravage you?”

When I thrust my cock right in front of her nose, some last scrap of pride as a married woman made her squeeze her eyes shut and turn away.

Yet even then, her hips slowly, instinctively tilted toward me.

“…Y-you can’t show me something like that! I, I’m…”

I spread her tightly closed thighs apart so I could thrust into her immediately. Her underwear was already drenched, making her dark bush completely visible.

“Can a married woman really act like this? Your words and your body are complete opposites. You’re fucking soaked.”

She trembled, leaking what might have been tears or sweat.

“…Darling… I’m sorry…”

She was either no longer hearing me or pretending not to. Watching her lips move as she apologized only to a husband who was probably already dead, I frowned, then slowly smiled.

“Puhaha. Good, good. Let’s see how long you keep calling for your husband.”

I spread open the dripping, hot entrance and drove myself inside in one thrust.

The scorching heat and the writhing, clinging flesh wrapped around my cock like something starved for years.

“…Hyaang… Aang…♡ …Darlingggg…”

“Used goods, but you take it so well.”

The moment her pussy swallowed me, her ass began to buck, her hips moving naturally as if trying to milk my cock.

*Pah! Pah! Pah!*

“Aaaahng!💓”

*Slap! Slap!*

I smacked her bouncing ass with both hands. Each strike made the folds gripping my cock tighten even more.

“Hey. You like this, don’t you?”

“Hngh…”

She was so lost she couldn’t even hear my voice anymore. The sight of this married woman focused only on shaking her hips was insanely arousing.

Slapping her bouncing ass, watching the handprints grow darker, filled me with a deep sense of conquest.

“Aang♡ Kuuuh! Harder… Fuck me harder!!💓💓”

I grabbed her swaying breasts and stiff nipples with both hands while she spread her legs like a bitch in heat and raised her ass high.

“You fucking slut, who’s your husband now?”

I massaged her firm tits and pinched those long nipples hard. Hot love juices gushed from the pussy still gripping my cock.

“Th-that’s not truuuueee!”

*Pah! Pah! Pah!*

Her nipples must have been a major weak point. The married woman’s mind, already half-broken, had reached its limit. Drool leaked from her mouth.

I kept pistoning, scraping every inch of her inner walls. Her flesh writhed and squeezed without any resistance.

“Haaaaang!”

I gently bit her ear as she moaned. She squeezed her eyes shut.

“…Haak… Hngh… No… If you keep doing this… I’m really going to…!”

Her body trembled. Her hips moved on their own, squeezing my cock desperately.

She tried to hold on, but every word that left her lips was a confession that she was falling apart.

“No… Hngh… Why… Why does it feel so good…?!”

I smirked and twisted her proudly erect nipple with my fingertips.

At that moment—

“I’m… I’m cumminggggg!!! Aaaahng!!♡”

Her hips shook harder than ever before, swallowing my cock to the root as she raced toward climax on her own.

Her eyes had completely lost focus. Sticky fluids mixed with her love juices soaked the bedding.

“Haa… No… Don’t cum inside… Please…!”

Even as her mind flew away, she clung to the last thread of reason and sobbed. Yet both her legs remained wrapped tightly around my waist.

“Fuck. How am I supposed to pull out when you’re locking your legs around me like this?”

I thrust ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as deep as possible and poured every drop of my burning load inside her.

“Aaaahng…♡ If you cum inside… you can’t…♡ Haaaaang… Darling… I’m so sorryyyy…!”

Her body convulsed violently as she came again. I grabbed her firm breasts one last time and bit down hard on her fully erect nipple.

“Raise them well.”

I pulled up my pants and turned to leave the room when the dazed woman quietly grabbed my wrist.

“Hngh… Come again… please…”

With my cum still dripping from between her legs, she clung to me like I was her new husband.

I tightened my belt and grinned.

“Again? Fuck, isn’t it a bit much for a married woman to latch ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠onto the first man who fucks her?”

She lowered her head with a sob, but even that was strangely arousing.

I smirked and said,

“Remember this clearly. I have zero interest in getting attached. But I also fucking hate it when someone else touches what I’ve eaten.”

As I stepped outside, she stared at me silently.

I turned my head and spat out one last line.

“So take care of that body. The one who’ll want to fuck you again won’t be me. It’ll be you yourself.”

The moment I opened the door, the cold night air brushed my face.

Then a sharp notification rang inside my head.

A laugh escaped me.

“Fuck. This really is just a porn game, isn’t it?”

‘Wow. The system is even pointing the way this time?’

I organized the information that had appeared in my head and turned around. Four bandits who had been gathered near the fence quickly lowered their eyes.

One of the men who had been watching me cautiously spoke up.

“B-Boss… What about that house…”

I simply grinned without answering.

Then I tightened my belt again and replied.

“The meal was very generous.”

Their expressions crumbled slightly. Their eyes swirled with fear, terror, and envy.

“You all saw it, right? All that ‘no, don’t, I only know my husband’ talk was complete bullshit.”

I threw my head back and laughed.

“Once you get their legs open, the body takes care of the rest on its own.”

One of them giggled and added,

“Then Boss, can we also…”

I cut him off sharply.

“Shut up.”

The mood froze instantly.

“As you all know, this village has few people and even fewer men. But five of us rampaging through the whole place is too risky. If we get caught, we’re fucked.”

They glanced around and nodded.

“So we eat quietly and leave quietly. The goal is simple. Food, clothes, medicinal herbs. Before we leave at dawn, scrape up everything useful.”

I smiled lightly and added one more thing.

“And if you come back with nothing, you die. A thief who sneaks in and returns empty-handed is just dead weight, right?”

All their faces turned pale at once.

“Understood?”

“Yes! Boss!”

Their voices grew louder, but anxiety still lingered on their faces.

I smirked and jerked my chin toward the end of the porch.

“There’s some dried meat and other edibles piled up next to the jar over there. If you’re hungry, share it. We’ll need our strength until dawn.”

Their expressions eased slightly.

One of them carefully asked,

“Um… Boss. What about women…”

I snorted.

“Don’t touch the house I just ate from. Any other quiet house without a husband, go ahead if you’re confident. But if you get caught or cause a commotion? I’ll chase that bastard to the ends of hell and kill him myself.”

Their faces turned serious in an instant.

I turned and stared at the thatched house glowing red in the darkness deeper inside the village.

“I’m going to go fill my stomach one more time alone, so don’t follow me. Eat well and pack well on your own.”

“Yes, Boss!”

There was still plenty of time before we had to leave this place.