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🕑 Added 2025-03-13 02:12:31 +0000 UTCChapter 20: Seo Na-yeon's Rude Awakening
'This crazy pig bastard!'
Na-yeon was already prepared to be taken by Young-cheol. From the moment he suggested going to a wine bar, setting an atmosphere that didn't suit him, before coming to the motel.
Young-cheol, with his wealth, had his own appeal compared to her incompetent husband. However, she hadn't expected him to be this forceful.
"O-oppa...! C-condom... ugh! Ah! S-stop... Ah! S-slow down... hah!"
But every time she tried to protest, Na-yeon's pussy was stimulated as if on fire, and her mind, already dulled by alcohol, couldn't regain its senses.
While part of it was due to being sensitive from not having sex for over a week since her husband Tae-gu went to prison... there seemed to be a more fundamental reason.
"Haa... haa... o-oppa...! Ugh! Hey, y-you... what's in your... ugh! Dick...? Hnn!"
"Huff... huff... fucking good, right? I put 6 small piercings, all the bitches go crazy hehe... like you!"
Young-cheol's penis, already thicker than average, had 6 small silicone beads implanted near the glans. One of them was rubbing against the sensitive area in a straight line connecting Na-yeon's G-spot and clitoris with each thrust.
"Hah... ah! Ah!"
Each time, Na-yeon writhed from the excessive stimulation.
"Ah you fucking bitch, so delicious...! Fuck... ungh"
Having already achieved his goal of fucking Na-yeon, Young-cheol had shed what little mask he was wearing and was fully revealing his thuggish nature.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Extremely excited, he shook his hips with overflowing strength without any control, and each time Young-cheol's sweat-soaked lower abdomen slammed into Na-yeon's pussy dripping with love juices, the sticky, lewd sound of flesh sticking and separating filled the room.
"Hng... haa... ah! Crazy... ah... ah"
With her brain pickled from excessive stimulation, Seo Na-yeon had already lost the consciousness to protest further about the condomless insertion. Though her compatibility with her husband Tae-gu had been really good, Young-cheol was similar or even better.
Moreover, Na-yeon's tendency to get more excited when stimulated by shame during sex meshed with the current situation to bring even greater excitement.
"Haa... haa... you bitch... I should have fucked you earlier... hup!"
Thud!
"Ack! Ah!"
As he pushed deep into Na-yeon's body to the base, he felt the glans touch her cervix. Na-yeon's body shuddered from the impact deep in her lower abdomen, and her eyes rolled back halfway from the pain and pleasure as she kept letting out sobbing sounds.
Looking down at Na-yeon like that, Young-cheol spat out dirty words.
"Haa... that bastard Tae-gu was bragging... ugh! It's even more delicious. Hey, Na-yeon? Seo Na-yeon? Are you listening? Do you know what that bastard Tae-gu said?"
"Hah... ngh... hnn? Uh... huh?"
"Fucking bitch hehe... you've completely lost it. Hey, he said fucking you is insanely good, you're a fucking delicacy he said hehe. He bragged every time we drank, I was curious how tasty your pussy was... hup!"
"Ah... ack! S-stop... ah!"
"That bastard described fucking you so vividly hehe... huh?"
To think that Tae-gu, whom she had considered her husband until now... even if he was trash, had bragged about their sex every time he drank. Na-yeon's head was spinning from the intense feelings of betrayal and shame.
"S-stop... ugh... ah..."
But there was nothing Seo Na-yeon could do. Young-cheol's massive body was pressing down on her frail body, making it impossible to escape on her own. The sense of helplessness and submission from this actually stimulated Na-yeon more.
Moreover, Young-cheol wasn't satisfied with just that and pushed his penis in deeper while verbally abusing Seo Na-yeon with even more vulgar words.
"Haa! Haa... that bastard said... haa... you're a pervert bitch who gets more excited the more you're beaten. You like being verbally abused too, and get more in heat when your ass and tits are hit. He said you're a fucking pervert bitch. Is that right? Seems like it is, you fucking bitch hehe"
"Hng... s-stop... ah, ah... ah! Ah! Ah fuck... ah!"
As Seo Na-yeon's brain was violated by Young-cheol's dirty tongue, her vaginal muscles contracted intensely... and then shudder
Her whole body trembled finely and her limbs, thrown out powerlessly, also shook. The white legs sticking out thinly on both sides of Young-cheol's thick lower body also had their toes curled tightly from extreme pleasure.
She had reached orgasm from the extreme shame.
"Kuh... kuh... ugh...!"
On top of Na-yeon's body, which was shaking and breathing roughly, Young-cheol was also feeling the most intense urge to ejaculate ever, with a strong sense of victory, conquest, and even a sense of blasphemy from fucking his junior's woman.
"Huk! Huk! Huk! Fuck... I'm c-cumming..."
Spurt...
Long and drawn out like urinating... Young-cheol's semen that had been built up for days filled the inside of Na-yeon's defenseless used pussy, and some passed through the cervix to release reproductive cells into her uterus.
"Whew..."
After feeling the most intense pleasure ever, and as a reaction to that, Young-cheol, his head filled with the most refreshing energy ever, roughly pulled his penis out of Na-yeon's pussy while feeling full satisfaction.
The chewy pussy flesh didn't easily let go of his penis, holding on tightly until the end before coming out slightly pulled, a perfect 100-point pussy.
"Whew... haa"
Taking a deep breath, he lay down next to Na-yeon's still trembling naked body to catch his breath. Having had intense sex while drunk, he felt slightly dizzy as if the ceiling was wavering, but Young-cheol's still young body quickly recovered.
His penis also recharged, becoming vigorous again as if it had never ejaculated.
"Whew... hey. Want some water?"
"...Yeah"
But first, hydration. He took out two bottles of water from the fridge, drinking one himself and handing the other to Na-yeon.
Perhaps from losing a lot of pussy juice, Na-yeon who was feeling intense thirst chugged the whole bottle in one go while lying down. Young-cheol found it fascinating how her stomach wrapped in a thin waist twitched along with it.
"Whew... hey, you enjoyed it too, right?"
"...Yeah. Oppa, those piercings are real?"
"Of course they are. Pretty awesome, right?"
"I thought I was going crazy"
Having already mixed bodies once, their attitude had become more comfortable and friendly.
"But... is what you said earlier true?"
"What? Oh, what that bastard Tae-gu said?"
"Yeah. Did he really talk about me every time he drank?"
"Hehe yeah. I thought he was crazy too. Even most gangsters and thugs don't usually talk about fucking their wives like that. He really is a psycho"
"...Ah fuck, that crazy bastard"
"Hey. Why did you marry a guy like that? Why did you take him back after he knocked you up twice and ran away?"
"What else could I do... I was desperate to survive"
Young-cheol was pleased that Seo Na-yeon seemed to feel quite betrayed by Tae-gu. Lying on his side pretending to listen to Na-yeon's story, he grabbed and kneaded her quite large breasts with his other hand.
"Yeah yeah. You had a lot built up against that bastard Tae-gu"
"Yeah..."
At that moment, Na-yeon started to have some expectations.
After all, she wasn't even officially married to Kang Tae-gu, just in a common-law relationship. Without needing a separate divorce... couldn't she start anew with this rich guy who owned a used car dealership and motel at 29 years old?
Though both Tae-gu and Young-cheol were equally trashy thugs, and Tae-gu had overwhelmingly better looks... Seo Na-yeon, who had once been captivated just by a man's face, had learned her lesson.
'Someone like Young-cheol oppa... might be better as a new dad for the kids, being dependable and rich...?'
Thinking about it, the condition of economic stability was a value that transcended looks. For Seo Na-yeon, already a 14-year housewife, she had to think about the realistic aspects.
Na-yeon's contemplation of whether to seriously seduce Young-cheol and start anew ended...
"Uh... shit. Hey, wait a sec"
"Huh?"
"Shh! Be quiet!"
with a sudden phone call.
"Oh, honey! Haha. Me? I'm having dinner with company employees now. What? No, really. Don't worry. I'll be home soon... Yeah, that's right. Oh, is the baby in your belly craving anything? Should I buy something? Huh? Oh... intestines? Okay, there's a Manse Intestines place nearby, I'll buy some from there. It's delicious. Yeah... okay~ I love you!"
Click.
It was a short call, but in that brief moment, Young-cheol had put on an unbelievably caring mask.
"Uh... oppa, you were married? Huh?"
"What? Oh... hehehe I didn't tell you? Yeah. It's been a year. There's a baby in her belly now too. Hey, they say it's a girl, I hope she takes after my wife instead of me"
As Young-cheol spoke so nonchalantly, Na-yeon's neck flushed red without her realizing. Feeling ashamed as if the bowl had shattered while drinking kimchi soup, Seo Na-yeon gritted her teeth slightly and confronted Young-cheol.
"...What's this, oppa. I thought you weren't married..."
"What? Crazy, are you disappointed? Fuck, you're married to Tae-gu too, what are you acting righteous for"
"...N-no. What disappointment? I'm just surprised"
But Young-cheol's intuition from dealing with many people was sharp.
"Puhaha! Did you perhaps have thoughts of seriously getting together with me?"
"What? What are you saying... I didn't"
"Why? If you want, I might even divorce and start anew"
"...What? You're joking right?"
"Hey, who knows what the future holds"
"...No, I never had such thoughts"
Young-cheol smiled brightly as he watched Seo Na-yeon flounder.
'Well. Looking at her home, she's really dirt poor, so she probably wants to marry well and change her fate hehe'
He inwardly mocked Na-yeon like that. At least for now, he had no thoughts of divorce at all.
Because his current wife was the daughter of his father's friend and a successful small business owner. Na-yeon, who had nothing but a well-shaped - problematically delicious - body, wasn't a match for starting anew.
He could have sex separately anyway. Why would he divorce and get hit with alimony to start anew with a dirt spoon with nothing? It was an impossible choice for Young-cheol who had much to lose.
But there was no need to completely shatter Na-yeon's fantasy. Young-cheol felt amused like a cat in front of a mouse as he watched Na-yeon trying hard to manage her expression as if she had never had such expectations.
"Anyway, my wife called so I should go soon"
"Oh..."
But contrary to his words, Young-cheol didn't get up to dress, but grabbed Seo Na-yeon's body again and mounted her.
"...What are you doing? Didn't you say you're leaving?"
"I want to get one more in before I go. Let's do it once more. You like it too, right?"
Though Na-yeon bit her lip feeling humiliated at Young-cheol's attitude of demanding sex as if it was natural... Young-cheol said
"This time get on all fours. Like a bitch"
