Suck
"...What?"
"Don't make me say it twice. Strip, get on the bed, spread your legs wide, and wait."
A look of utter humiliation crossed the woman's face. She understood exactly what I meant. Turning her back to me, she began peeling off her clothes one piece at a time.
A beautiful, lean body emerged in all its naked glory — a sharply cinched waist, thighs and an ass made taut and springy from countless hours of training, and those massive breasts, the trademark of a married woman.
Holy shit, that's hot. Even celebrities these days couldn't pull off a body like that.
Once she was fully undressed, she followed me into the bedroom. Then she screamed.
"W-what is this...?"
And no wonder — four cameras had been set up around the bed. One mounted above the headboard. The rest on tripods surrounding the mattress.
"What's with the shock? Never seen a camera before?"
"This... this isn't right."
"Isn't it? So what your son did was just fine, then?"
The woman's face, which had gone rigid, crumpled back into misery. The reality she'd been trying to forget had come crashing back.
I stepped behind her and pulled her into my arms. Those enormous breasts — too big for even one hand to contain — spilled and rolled across my palm. Nice tits. A body sculpted by exercise always felt good to the touch, and on top of that, she'd clearly been slathering something expensive into her skin — the texture was incredible.
Alright. Shall we get started?
"If you don't want to, then don't."
At those hollow words of mine, the woman hung her head. She knew. There was no choice to begin with. There wasn't even anything left to agonize over. I'd given her those two hours to think on purpose, knowing it would lead exactly here.
"I-I'll do it."
The woman approached the bed. She hesitated for a moment, glancing at the cameras, then climbed up. She spread her legs wide to either side and covered her face with both hands. The sheer humiliation of exposing every intimate part of herself, naked, in front of a man she'd met for the first time today — that was what those hands meant. But I wasn't about to go easy on her for that.
"If you're going to do it, do it right. Take your hands away and seduce me properly."
The woman bit down hard on her lip and lowered her hands. One hand cupped the underside of her breast; the other spread her pussy open. Then she spoke.
"C-come here..."
"You're not calling that a seduction, are you?"
"Nngh..."
Hmm. Looks like I needed to give her some motivation. I picked up my smartphone and showed it to her, then gave it a little shake.
"Should I give those Chinese guys a call?"
"No! I'll do it!!"
She took two deep breaths, and with them her expression shifted with startling speed. She could've been a movie actress. In less than fifteen seconds, her face had returned to nearly the same composure I'd first seen. But no amount of expression management could fix those anxious eyes. Not that it mattered. I had no intention of wrapping this recording in a single take.
Alright then. Time to shoot a nice, filthy porno starring our company CEO.
"Can you see...? Come to me. Please."
"Your face is a little stiff, but I'll give it an eighty. Now start masturbating just like that."
The woman began to move her hands. One kneaded that massive breast; the other rubbed over her clit. Those heavy, full tits writhed and struggled inside her grip, and that dark, well-used hole — the hole of a woman who'd given birth — winked open now and then with every motion of her hand, stirring lust in anyone watching.
But given the circumstances, getting aroused wasn't exactly easy. She'd wet her fingers with spit now and then and keep rubbing, yet even as time passed, her hole showed no real change.
Hmm. Looks like I'd have to say something.
"At that rate, when do you plan on finishing? You're not moving on until you orgasm at least once."
"Nngh... I can't."
The woman stopped her hands. Then she covered her face with both palms in a show of defiance.
Huh. She was trying a play that was never going to work. I told her without a shred of mercy.
"Three times. Don't even think about moving from that spot until you've come three times."
She flinched at those words and started moving again. But it was still the same lifeless motion — not a single moan. This wasn't going to work.
I rummaged through the large bag sitting off to one side. I'd asked Ring-ring to prepare it just in case, and looking through it carefully, she'd packed every last thing imaginable — typical of her.
That one's a bit much. This should do.
I pulled one item from the bag, pressed the switch, and tossed it in front of the woman. A violent vibration began to rattle across the sheets. And at the sight of it, KUC Food CEO Kang Sul-ah's pupils trembled like mad.
"That should be more than enough for three. Get started."
She grabbed it with trembling hands, and the trembling only grew worse. The device clutched in her small hand was a vibrator — a women's toy, a little larger than the average man's cock. She just sat there staring at it for a long time, still holding it, a complicated, unreadable expression flickering across her face and vanishing. Watching her face was entertaining, sure, but damn, this woman needed a lot of hand-holding.
"You going to start or not? Keep stalling and I'll bump it to five."
She flinched. Then she started moving again. She licked the toy as if taking a cock into her mouth, then carefully pushed it into her hole. It wasn't going in easily — she clearly hadn't done this in a while. The way her body was already losing it just from insertion was the most conclusive proof.
Well, after you've had kids, it's the hole more than the clit. Before giving birth, the clitoris is the main pathway to orgasm. Afterward, that changes. You start feeling it through the entire hole. Of course, the really shameless ones feel it just fine either way, even before kids.
Anyway, once the vibe was inside her, that mouth that had stayed shut until now began to slowly fall open. And from it, lewd moans started leaking out, growing louder bit by bit. Nnh. Hnnh. Nnh. Ah. Just holding onto the vibrator looked like more than she could handle. The hand that had been fondling her breast had already slid down to help grip the toy.
And after a little while, a noteworthy result started to show. She was getting wet. Schlck, schlck, schlck.
Looks like she was finally loosening up. Looking at her face, that lost, helpless expression was fading, replaced by a flush and a rising heat of arousal. And then our Kang Sul-ah started twitching her shoulders. Already about to come? It hadn't even been three minutes since she put the vibe in. She'd definitely been so busy with work and dating that cobwebs had grown over that hole. Guess I should help her out.
"Move your hand. In and out of that pussy."
Nnh... ah. Nnh. Hnnh. The woman moved her hand. And with it, that massive toy plunged in and out of Kang Sul-ah's pussy like a lover, spraying filthy wet sounds in every direction. Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
Damn. Just hearing those sounds was enough to make my cock throb hard. Shame forgotten, the woman spread both legs wide and worked the vibrator with both hands without rest. And then she came.
A violent shudder. The woman threw her head back and rocked her hips up and down with savage force. For a company CEO, it was a remarkably seductive, filthy motion. Does she drink a lot of water normally? The sheets were already soaked through with the juices she'd let out. This was seriously fucking hot.
I wanted nothing more than to rush over and fuck her right then, but I held back, remembering what I'd said earlier. She was still riding it out — Kang Sul-ah, CEO, had pulled the toy from her hole and was gasping, twisting her body in knots. I reminded her of what she still had to do.
"Two more to go. Hurry up."
"I-I can't..."
"I told you I wouldn't send you back until you finished. Can a CEO afford to be away from her desk all day?"
Of course she couldn't. People who climbed to the top on merit were all the same — busy. They were the kind who squeezed results out of every last minute.
The woman moved again. She reached out and grabbed the toy.
"You've already come once, so the next one will be quick. Get it done and let's go."
The woman clenched her jaw. Then she pressed the still-trembling device against her hole and shoved it in deep. But maybe because she'd just come, putting it back in immediately was too much. Her waist arched like a bow and her head snapped backward. And in that position, she screamed.
"Nngh?! N-no... already...! I'm... I'm coming agaaain!!"
SQUIRT. SQUIRRT. Oh... that one was pretty spectacular. She even squirted. Unlike before, her tongue was curling and she was hiccuping through it. I offered her a piece of advice that was cruel but entirely sincere.
"So that leaves one last time? Just so you know — if you go again right after coming, you'll get there even faster."
Having just experienced exactly that, the woman moved her body instead of answering. Even with all her training, her muscles had contracted to their limit — she was convulsing without pause. And still, she took my advice and grabbed the toy. She took a deep breath, then pushed the thing straight into that slick, dripping hole.
Hnnngh?! Ah. Hnnh? Haaah!!
The pleasure beyond anything she could have imagined sent her head whipping from side to side. Like a fish thrown onto dry land, she thrashed and flopped across the bed without rest. The vibrator was slowly slipping out.
"Hold on somehow!"
At my words, the woman bit down hard on her lip and shoved it back in. And then it arrived.
"I-I'm com....!! Ohooohhh!!"
Letting out a moan so bizarre it was hard to believe a human being had made it, KUC Food CEO Kang Sul-ah hit her climax. After squirting, she leaked yellow piss in little spurts over a long stretch of time.
The stage was set. Now it was time for the male lead to make his entrance.
I stripped completely and approached her at a leisurely pace. I lay down on the bed, grabbed her by the hair, and planted her face over my cock. Then I said one word.