Min-ah's Answer
Hmm...?
A peculiar sensation from below made me ease my eyes open. Dim darkness seeped in, low and quiet, and as my vision adjusted a familiar ceiling began to take shape.
Dawn, then. That hushed, almost cozy stillness that belongs to a house where everyone is still asleep. I was about to close my eyes again and drift along with it when a sound I knew far too well pulled me back.
Slurp. Suck. Suck.
I looked down. A woman had my cock in her mouth and was sucking it up and down with devoted, painstaking care. Her eyes, though... sunken. She looked thoroughly exhausted.
"You're awake, Master?"
"Yeah. What time is it?"
"Six in the morning. Once I finish your morning blowjob, I'll have breakfast ready right away."
Yesterday, in the couple's bedroom, she'd been panting beneath me, moaning husband, husband. And now she seemed determined to make that title stick — diligently cleaning my cock with her mouth first thing in the morning, then offering to cook on top of it. Thank god I'd insisted she call me Master, no exceptions. If I hadn't, I'd have been hearing that syrupy "husband" in that sultry voice from the crack of dawn. Sorry, but I had no intention of becoming anyone's husband just yet. That title really didn't sit well with me.
Anyway. I'm about to come.
Morning, right after waking, is a man's most vulnerable hour. Even someone as trained as I am finds it nearly impossible to hold back. Still, just finishing in her mouth felt like a waste...
"Not your mouth. Use a hole now."
"Yes, Master."
The woman rose. At some point she'd slipped into a sheer, filthy little lingerie set I hadn't seen yesterday, the fabric fluttering translucent around her. Ah. Instantly hard. She'd planned this — no question. That sly smile she was giving me was all the proof I needed. In that case, I'd just have to devour her properly.
She pushed her ass back toward me, lining it up with my gaze. Between her cheeks, two lewd holes winked and pulsed, each one begging for my cock. Each one screaming give it to me.
Hmm. Tough call. Which one gets it?
The pussy shouting that it could still get pregnant. The ass shouting that it could squeeze tight. Both were tempting enough that I couldn't decide easily. Still — maybe I'd take the back this time. I'd already pumped plenty of cum into her pussy. And looking at that hole I'd fucked last night, already almost closed up again, I felt like I had to pry it back open with my cock.
When I didn't decide, she started swaying her hips left and right, putting on a cute little show. The more she did this, the cuter she got.
"Which hole shall I serve you with?"
"Take it in the ass."
"Yes♥."
Well. Once you fall in love, there's no helping it. Especially when you fall in love with a cock. And when a starved married woman falls in love with a cock... that's just the end of it.
She spread herself wide with both hands, then slowly lowered her ass, shifting left and right until she lined the tip of my cock up perfectly. That thick head forced its way into her ass — and her lewd little moan reported the result.
"Ahh— i-it's in♥!!"
Mm. Docking successful. Her piloting skills weren't half bad. NASA would take her.
Once she was seated, she planted both hands on the mattress and started moving up and down.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch-squelch.
Kh. Being the ass, the squeeze was no joke — a gripping force completely different from a pussy. Only half of it was in so far, so her movements were still slow, but as she swallowed it down to the root the pace picked up.
"Ahh. Ahhnn. So goood!"
Her whole body had gone completely filthy. Getting this much out of anal. Suddenly I remembered the first time I'd broken in Jeong-ah's ass — how she'd squirmed and resisted, every bit the proper Mrs.
The funny thing is, younger girls surprisingly don't have much resistance to anal. If anything, they've seen so much of it they're bursting with curiosity. Some of them have even tried it first themselves. But once they get a bit older, that thinking changes. They start associating the ass with being dirty, and they think using it makes them lose their dignity. The age when a woman starts being conscious of her own dignity and her age is around the mid-thirties. Before that, if you push, she might go along. After that, it's really not easy.
That's why developing her took some time.
I invested quite a while, balancing threats and rewards just right. After I'd stretched her ass enough with toys, the excuse she gave me right before I put my cock in was this:
I really had nothing to say to that. Because... mine really was ridiculously huge. So instead of answering, I just shoved it in. I kept fucking her until she started feeling good. And that's how we got here.
"Ahhh. Th-this is it! Master's cock is the beeeest♥!!!!"
I gripped her ass tight, slammed in to the root, and pumped a thick load of cum inside her.
Morning wake-up blowjob plus anal service. As long as she didn't become a nuisance, I could keep eating her for a long time — just like Eun-yeong. For reference, Eun-yeong is my personal trainer's wife. She's already had one kid that's probably mine, and she's due to have another this year.
And so the morning sex ended. I washed up in the ensuite bathroom, and when I came out a delicious smell drifted through the air. Stepping into the living room, an extravagant breakfast spread caught my eye.
Night work really does pay off. Look at this breakfast already.
Whether she always set a table this lavish or whether she'd gone all out just for me today, I had no way of knowing. But I knew one thing for certain. If I kept making her melt with my cock, this kind of treatment would continue.
"You're out? Please, sit here."
She guided me over and pulled out a chair. Honey dripped from her eyes. After seating me, she went to the kitchen to fetch the soup — the highlight of the spread.
I glanced toward the sofa. The department head was still asleep.
She cleaned up, then.
Yesterday he'd pissed himself thoroughly. The floor was spotless, so. She'd probably been completely spent after our session, then cleaned the living room and set the table — that's why her eyes were so sunken. She might not have slept a wink. And yet instead of complaints or irritation, she had a smile and a twinkle in her eye. Once again I was reminded: a man really does have to be good in bed.
Jeong-ah. You pass.
From now on, you're my eighth wife. The reason she's the eighth isn't anything special. It just means there are seven more cases like hers.
Alright then. Let's eat a solid meal and go work on Min-ah again. Just thinking about it — even after coming all night, my cock was already swelling with force.
I'd been a little worried the department head might wake up in the middle of things, but he just kept snoring away. So I finished my meal without any problems, received a deep kiss from his wife, and left the place. I hope I get another opportunity like this. I really hadn't even thought about the sleeping pills.
I drove slowly and pulled up to my friend's house. Checked the time before getting out. Current time: 8:11.
Hmm... she should be up by now.
I sent Min-ah a text, and the reply came back instantly.
So I told Min-ah to come down. I'd buy her breakfast. She cheered — an emoticon parade filled the chat window. Heh. This is why you hang out with young ones. Spend time with them and you can feel the vitality seeping back into a soul that's grown old and dull.
I reclined the seat and quietly closed my eyes. I'd told her to take her time getting ready because, well, even if you tell women to hurry they take at least an hour anyway — and I wanted to catch a few more minutes of sleep in the meantime. I'd slept, but I was still a bit tired.
Eyes closed, I pictured my prey coming down all dressed up. Ahh. Hard again. This thing really never gets tired.
I dozed for a bit... then a sudden knock-knock pulled me awake. I checked the mirror, quickly making sure nothing had gotten messy while I slept.
All good.
I unlocked the door. Click. The door opened, and the back seat opened too — two girls appeared, prettily done up.
Min-ah and Ye-rim.
Not unexpected, exactly. I glanced at the Fox's face. She was beaming at me. That sly little thing... If she'd been here last night, she definitely would have drained my essence. Good thing I went to Jeong-ah. Really.
"Ah! I was so worried, Uncle! From outside you couldn't see inside at all..."
Min-ah poked her face into the front seat as she spoke. Aigoo. Just looking at her made me throb. To hide that lust, I gave her cheek a light pinch as I spoke.
"I was just catching a nap. I had no idea how long you young ladies would take getting ready."
She darted back to the back seat and whispered.
"Ye-rim, did we take that long?"
"No, it's only been an hour since the text? Uncle, how long have you been here?"
"Since he sent the text."
"Then.... you should've said something, you brat!"
And then the bickering started. They really were young. I chuckled quietly at the sudden commotion in the car and drove off at a leisurely pace.
"Uncle, that was so good! And you even drove us home — thank you!"
"Sure."
I'd taken them to a place with genuinely excellent food, and both girls' faces had bloomed with bright flowers. Outstanding food really does capture people's hearts. Just look at how that Fox, who'd been trying to make a move on me the whole time, stayed quiet all the way until I dropped her off.
"Then Min, see you tomorrow!"
"Yeah, get some rest!!"
Wait. See you tomorrow? What's that about...
After Ye-rim left, I pointed with my index finger in the direction she'd disappeared. Being a smart girl, she understood immediately and explained.
"She said she felt bad just eating for free, so she wants to invite you and me tomorrow."
Damn... I knew she was being too well-behaved. Touched, my ass. I'd just given her room to breathe.
"Shall we go too, then?"
"Yeah."
Once the Fox was gone, the girl came around and sat in the passenger seat. Before I started the engine, our eyes met for a moment. A brief silence.
I leaned my upper body toward her. Eyes met eyes. Lips drew closer to lips. And.....
Peck.
Haa.... hmm. Haah.
We explored each other's lips as naturally as if we'd been lovers for a long time. Nothing felt unnatural. If anything did, it was just the still-innocent way the girl used her tongue. We sucked on each other's lips and tangled our tongues for a while, then slowly pulled apart, savoring the aftertaste.
"Uncle..."
What would the girl's answer be. The reply to the feelings I'd conveyed yesterday.
"I like you."
And...?
"I love you."
Bingo. A smile formed on my lips all by itself. Seeing that, a small smile appeared on Min-ah's face too. So I told her, slowly — the answer this girl wanted to hear.
"I feel the same. I love you, Min-ah."
And then we kissed again. Her soft, yielding lips sought mine. I took her tongue in turn, and we consumed each other like that.
With that, the first gate was passed. Now all that was left was to get her into bed.