At the Front Door, Wide Open
The doorbell rang once through the apartment. I stood and waited, and soon hurried footsteps came rushing toward the door. A lock clicked — and the door flew open.
"Welcome home, Master."
She wasn't wearing a scrap of clothing. That filthy, gorgeous body greeted me with devoted care, and those generous C-cup breasts and that ass seized my eyes in an instant.
She listens well.
I'd told her to always greet me naked whenever I came over, and she'd followed the order to the letter. The way she kept darting glances over my shoulder, tense and trembling, told me she was terrified a neighbor might see. A reaction like that? I wasn't walking in that easy.
As I stepped through, I shoved the door she'd been about to close right back open — wide.
"Ah..."
A startled sound escaped her. But she said nothing, afraid a complaint might sour my mood. Instead of speaking, I dropped my gaze and pointed at my cock.
She hesitated, then crouched down and undid my pants. When she tugged my underwear down too, my massive cock revealed itself in all its glory. It was still soft, hanging heavy, so she lowered her head and sucked it up from the underside until it stood. Once she had it in her mouth, she settled carefully into place and began to rock slowly back and forth.
Filthy wet sounds filled the entryway — sluuurp, slurp, shlick. Not quite loud enough to carry next door, but more than loud enough. With my cock still in her mouth, Jeong-ah's eyes darted wildly from side to side. If anyone walked in on this, there'd be no talking their way out of it. Not that I gave a damn.
"Suck it. Come on."
She looked up at me. Then she gave in, and the wet, sloppy sounds started up again.
Nice.
A blowjob from another man's wife, first thing in the morning. And at the front door, with it thrown wide open. No ordinary woman would ever do this. But she was a married woman. She understood shame — she just threw herself at pleasure even faster than she felt it. Always starving, so a little handling was all it took to turn her into a woman who thought of nothing but cock. And of course, a big dick made the whole thing that much easier.
The sounds grew wetter as saliva began to coat my shaft. My cock slid in and out between her lips, appearing and vanishing in rhythm.
Heh. What a filthy slut.
Lee Jung-ah. The department head's wife, mother of one son. The first time she'd sucked my cock, it hadn't been like this. She'd gone down on me the way a refined lady takes a meal — smooth, firm, and utterly silent. In that hush, only her lips and tongue had worked me over. But as our affair thickened, I taught her to change. Taught her not to be two-faced. To let the outside match what was already inside. I made her suck it filthy and loud, the way she actually wanted to. Made her act like a whore.
A moment ago she'd been at a complete loss. Now she was gone, burying her face against me and sucking my cock like she was starving.
"Taste good?"
"Slurp. Shlick. Yeees. Shlick."
"How good? Spread that pussy and show me."
She pulled off my cock, lay back, and opened her legs into an M. Still like that, she reached down with both hands, pulled her cunt wide, and smiled up at me.
"Look at it... haah."
I couldn't hold back. I climbed right on top of her and shoved my cock into her pussy. A moan tore out of Jeong-ah, too big to swallow. I drove into her — deep, wet, relentless. God, it was good. Whatever she'd been thinking about, her hole was already soaked. Every thrust, she clenched down around me, and it felt incredible.
"Ahh— M-Master... w-wait.. we have to close the door...!"
Ah, right. The door was still open. But what was I supposed to do about that? This was even hotter. I didn't stop. I slammed even harder into that wet, noisy hole. Let the neighbors hear if they wanted.
"Augh! So rough!! Master, please... at least close the door..! Ahhnn!!"
"I'll pull out once and close it. That's the deal!"
"Th-that's—! Haaahn!!"
The filthy sounds of our joining rang out loud. My pelvis and Jeong-ah's crotch drew slowly closer. My cock was still too big for our flesh to slap together yet, but once I was buried all the way, the sounds would get even dirtier.
"M-Master, please...! If they catch me— ahh...!"
That was the whole point. The chance of getting caught was what made it hot. And she was getting off on it too — her juices were already overflowing, soaking the floor.
"Then make me cum faster!"
The married woman, impaled on another man's cock and drowning in adultery, sank into thought. No matter how she looked at it, I wasn't backing off. Then her attitude shifted — she'd decided that was her best option.
Her pussy clenched tight. She'd squeezed down on purpose. Then she reached up, pulled me into a fierce embrace, and kissed me filthy and desperate. Her soft lips sucked on my tongue like she meant to swallow it whole.
Too bad. This situation turns me on even more.
Her desperate, eager kiss was nice — but a setup like this didn't come around often. I broke the kiss and put power into my hips. The moment our mouths parted, vulgar moans burst out of her.
"Ahh—! Aahn! Ahhnn!!"
That's it. Loud enough for the neighbors to hear every last one. I drove my hips forward, and my cock slowly invaded all the way into her womb. Then her mound and my pelvis met and started their filthy rhythm — slap, slaap, slap, slap.
This was a dead giveaway. Not just next door — the people upstairs would hear this. Still, the sound was a little weak. I wasn't buried to the root yet.
In that case...
I reset my stance. Then I slammed down on her, hard.
"Haaaaahn!!"
Her body shuddered. I felt my cockhead settle fully into her womb. Still two percent short. Then one more time.
"Haaaaahn!!"
There it was. Flesh slamming into flesh, that satisfying wet clap ringing out through the entryway. She moaned under the stimulation, then startled and tried to scramble away. No use. That was why I'd adjusted my position. I locked myself down even tighter and hammered into her from above without mercy.
"Ahhh!! Ahhnn!! I-it's too hard!! A little gentler...!"
That wasn't it. She needed to be honest and say she loved it so much she didn't know what to do with herself. Looking at her face, the vulgarity was starting to bleed through. But she was still clinging to the last thread of reason, glancing toward the open door.
"Want me to go slow again?"
I stopped thrusting and asked, just to be cruel. Going slow meant I'd take my time and enjoy myself. Either way was fine with me. So what would she choose?
"....Hard."
"What was that?"
I'd heard her just fine, but I pretended I hadn't. She cried out at the top of her lungs.
"Harder!! Ram it into this bitch's hole!!"
That's more like it. I lifted my hips high and slammed down even harder, just like she'd asked.
"Ah. Ahn. Ahhnn. I-I don't care. Let the neighbors h.. hear it!!"
Now she was moaning loud and proud, like she wanted them to hear. At this volume, the floors above and below had definitely heard. And the moment that thought hit me, I felt myself rushing toward climax.
"Jeong-ah, I'm gonna cum!!"
"Ahiik!! T-today's still dangerous... o-outside!!"
The woman who'd been taking my cock so obediently started struggling again. But her body was already too far gone — all that thrashing just looked like she was begging for more cum. The urge to finish surged even higher.
"I'm not closing that door until I cum inside you. You okay with that?"
The resistance that had been writhing left and right suddenly froze. Her expression said she'd accepted it. Resigned, she grabbed her own thighs and pulled them up against her chest. Lifting her ass so the cum I dumped inside wouldn't leak out — the submissive gesture of a bitch in heat.
Well then. Guess I have no choice but to cum inside, just like she wants!
I slammed my hips hard. I pounded her without mercy, with the resolve to knock her up. I didn't care who saw or heard. I drove into her with the single-minded intent of getting this woman pregnant. And when I hit the edge, I roared.
"I'm cumming!!! Get pregnant from public sex at the front door!!!"
"Ahhh!! I'm cumming! I'm cumming where everyone can see me getting pregnant!!"
I shoved my hips in as deep as they would go. I was already in her womb, but I wanted my fat cockhead all the way inside. Then I unloaded everything I had.
"Get pregnant on this cheating cock!!"
The pressure was so intense — like I was wearing a condom two sizes too small — that's how hard I was pinning her womb down as I came. Jeong-ah let go of her thighs, lifted her hips, and came without holding anything back. Mouth open, tongue hanging out, she murmured.
"In.. incredible... Master's cheating cock... the best..."
Damn right. Whose cock did she think this was?
I glanced over. The neighbor's door was still firmly shut. Probably because it was morning — everyone had already left for work or school.
And then, suddenly, the sound of a lock clicking open upstairs. Shit. I pulled out, lunged for the door, and slammed it shut. A moment after it closed, I heard someone come down the stairs and then turn back.
After today's stunt, suspicion was probably unavoidable.
Not that I care.
What mattered was that I hadn't had this much fun in a while. Things really started moving once you got to the impregnation stage. I turned my head and looked at the wife. She still had her legs spread wide, riding out the aftershocks of her orgasm. Imagining how much further she'd fall over the next two weeks was enough to make me hard all over again.
Well then. Looking forward to working with you, you bitch in heat.