Chapter 3 — A Slip from Daily Life. Part 1 (3)

“I… I feel so strange.”

“What about?”

“Being here with you—my friend’s husband—lying together in a motel like this.”

“Strange. And… thrilling. Exciting.”

“I feel the same way. I’ve only ever liked you in my heart, but now that we’re actually holding each other, it feels incredible. It’s like a dream.”

“I secretly liked David Kang too… Honestly, I don’t even know what’s real anymore.”

David Kang stroked Jenny Kim’s breast as he said,

“Jenny… I’ve liked you since the very beginning.”

“The beginning? You mean… at the wedding?”

“Yeah. You looked so beautiful in your veil.”

“Pfft. A married man crushing on another woman at her wedding? What exactly did you find attractive?”

“Well… everything. Your face, your figure… and these breasts too. Haha…”

“You’re shameless. So you’ve been lusting after me since then? Be honest.”

“Yeah… but I never had the chance.”

“Pfft. To be honest, I liked you from the start too.”

“You should’ve said something earlier. Told me you liked me.”

“Pfft. Since when do women speak first?”

“I’m shy too. Haha.”

“So… you like touching my breasts like this?”

“Yeah. I love it… the soft, squishy feeling is amazing.”

“I love it too—when you touch them like this.”

“My clothes will get wrinkled. Let me unhook your skirt.”

“Okay.”

David Kang found the zipper and pulled it down, revealing her slip and sheer panties beneath. He pulled her close again.

“Does it turn you on, undressing another man’s wife?”

“Yeah… I love it. They say the sound of a skirt coming off is the most exciting thing.”

“All men are wolves.”

“You’re just so beautiful.”

“Now you’re just flattering me.”

“If I were flattering you, I’d have taken a mistress already.”

“Still shameless.”

“Hold my arm under your head. Be my pillow.”

David Kang slid his arm beneath her head, drawing her face closer to his. Then, gently, he guided her hand down into his underwear.

His cock was fully erect—so thick and hard it strained against her grip.

“Do you know what this is called?”

“I don’t know. Teasing me again?”

“Say it once.”

“Hmm… gochu!”

“No, not that.”

“Z-z…”

“That’s not it either.”

“Then what is it?”

“It changes depending on age.”

“How so?”

“Well… teenagers call it ‘gochu’. In their twenties, after marriage and childbirth, it becomes ‘jaji’. In their thirties, when they use it fully, it’s ‘jjok’.
In their forties, it’s just treated like any household object—something you use when needed—so it’s called ‘the thing’.
And in their fifties, after years of use, it’s just a symbol—so they call it ‘symbol’.”

“Oh my god, hoho, that’s funny! So yours would be… ‘jjok’, right? Hahaha!”

“That’s right… a full-functioning ‘jjok’.”

“How do you even know all this? Is your mind always on this?”

“No… I’m normal. I read it somewhere.”

“Hoho. But even if you read books, only that part catches your eye, doesn’t it? Hoho.”

“Touch it.”

David Kang kissed her lips, and she leaned in, sucking gently on his mouth. The fresh scent of shower soap filled the air. He unbuttoned her blouse.

Beneath it, a thin lace bra—matching the panties—cupped her full breasts.
He unhooked it, and her plump breasts sprang free.

Earlier, they’d been awkwardly positioned; now, lying on the bed, he could see how perfectly shaped her body was—voluptuous, yet elegant.

He sucked one nipple into his mouth while pulling her hips toward him. Her ass was soft—surprisingly tender for its fullness—filling his palm completely.

She moaned softly, arching into him. As he moved from her breasts down to her navel, licking around her belly button, her back arched like a bow.

“Haa~~”

His lips traveled lower. Over the slip and panties, he gently rubbed the mound between her legs.
Women’s underwear always felt so soft, so intoxicating to touch.

Her shapely legs, the triangle between them—her pussy seemed to whisper, “I’m a woman too.” That triangle radiated a new kind of temptation.

Such a slender, delicate frame—how could she have such a wide, lush mound?
Her gentle, innocent eyes—so pure-looking—yet below, her pussy exuded raw, unrestrained lewdness.

A warm, damp heat seeped from her crotch.

Not his wife—but another man’s wife. That alone made her pussy mound mysterious, deeply obscene.

The temptation it offered David Kang was explosive.

Jenny Kim felt embarrassed, unsure what to do. She’d boldly flirted with him, but now she was completely exposed before a man—
not as a lover, but as her friend’s husband.
Showing her most private parts not to her own husband, but to Emma Kang’s husband.

It turned her on—yet shame flooded her.

Knowing this man knew every inch of Emma Kang’s body, now exploring hers so thoroughly…

Could he think I’m a slut? Does he see me as some cheap woman? But… why am I so wet…?
I’m ashamed… and yet, so turned on…

David Kang caressed the curve of her mound over the slip, tracing its shape.

His palm swelled against the thick flesh. Beneath the panties, he felt moisture—
the fabric soaked, pressed into the slit, forming a clear vertical valley.

Not his wife—but another housewife’s pussy groove. The obscenity excited him.
He ran a finger slowly along the wet line.

“Haa~~ No… I can’t…”

Her wet, trembling moan echoed in his ear. He pulled the slip off, then tugged her panties down slightly—dark pubic hair began to show.

Lower still—until her full pussy mound emerged from the curls, split cleanly down the middle.
Her outer and inner lips glistened with moisture, the slit shining under the dim red light.

David Kang spread her outer lips with his fingers and looked down.

“Don’t look! I’m so embarrassed…”

“Jenny… your pussy is beautiful.”

“Don’t say that! When you say ‘pussy,’ it feels so strange…”

“What’s strange about calling a pussy a pussy?”

“Still… it makes me feel like such a dirty woman…”

“In bed, it’s good when a woman looks dirty.”

“… do you talk like this with Emma Kang too?”

“Yeah. We never shy away from dirty talk. It makes things hotter.”

“You’re a pervert…”

“That’s right. Talking dirty, acting like perverts—it turns us on more.”

“Ah, no… Don’t look!”

“Don’t look at your pussy?”
“Aaaii~ I—I don’t know! I can’t take this!”

“I want to suck your pussy, Jenny!”

“It’s dirty!”

“Dirty? It’s gorgeous. Doesn’t your husband suck it?”

“Sometimes… I don’t know!”

David Kang licked her pussy mound. The sensation—like a worm crawling—sent shivers through her entire body.

His lips clamped onto her outer lips, sucking hard, while his fingers spread her open.
With his bumpy tongue, he lapped at her slick, red inner flesh.

Her pussy, already glistening, now dripped even more arousal.

David Kang tasted it—savoring the flavor with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth, swallowing it down.

“Slurp… slurp…”

Feeling her juices swallowed by him, her excitement doubled.

The obscene sounds rising from between her legs!

She was spread open—Emma Kang’s husband’s head buried between her thighs, sucking her pussy.

The strange friction between her pussy and his lips—the hot, filthy heat—left her helpless.

In that helplessness, she sought escape.

She thrust her hips toward him—his cock twitched between his legs.

She grabbed it tightly in her hand.

It pulsed with strength—veins bulging, thick and heavy. The long, blunt shaft felt like a king’s scepter—solid, powerful.

She rubbed her cheek against it, then stroked the tip with her fingers. Finally, she took the head into her mouth.

The softness contrasted sharply with the hardness of the shaft.

She licked it with her tongue. Seeing David Kang tremble unexpectedly, she grew even more excited.

She swept her tongue across the groove between the head and shaft—like sweeping a yard with a broom.

David Kang, buried between her legs, jerked violently—biting her clit hard.

“Ah! It hurts! Ha… ah!”

“Huh… huh… Jenny sucking my cock… I’m so turned on…”

“Haa~ I’m turned on too… when you suck my pussy…”

“Jenny… your pussy is dripping. So delicious…”

“Ha… hak… Don’t say that… You’re the one turning me on!”

“Do you like the taste of my cock? Slurp… slurp…”

“Yes… I do. Haa~~ How about you?”

“I love it too. Your pussy is so pretty… so filthy-looking.”

“Uuuh… ugh… Your cock looks scary…”

“The thought of me sucking my wife’s friend’s pussy… drinking her juices… it turns me on so much.”

“Haa~ Me too… Ah! I’m going crazy! Sucking the cock that only Emma Kang has ever sucked… imagining it glistening with my saliva… I’m losing my mind!”

“Your pussy is twitching.”

“It’s because you’re sucking it! Haa~ I… I want it…”

“Want what?…Slurp… slurp…”

“I want to fuck! I want to be fucked by you! Put it in!”

She was hotter than he’d imagined—both in words and body. She used the vulgar word “fuck” herself, pushing herself deeper into pleasure.

“Can I fuck you?”
“Hurry! Oh god!”

David Kang guided his cock—slick with her saliva—into her wet, trembling pussy folds.
It slid in, tight and slippery, forcing its way into the narrow tunnel.

“Haaa~~ak! Too big! Ah, it hurts!”

“Haa~ Good! Even after childbirth, Jenny’s pussy is so tight!”

“Haa… Do you hate it?”

“No… I love it.”

“Ah~~ I don’t know! Oh my god… don’t push so hard!”

“I’ve wanted this forever! I’ve wanted to eat you up! Ah! So warm!”

“Ah… you shameless man… So you’ve been sneaking looks at my body all along?”

“You figured it out? These breasts… this ass… this pussy…”

“Tease! Now that you’ve tasted me, do you like it?”

“Yeah… I love it. I love your pussy, Jenny.”

“Who’s better—Emma Kang’s pussy or mine? Haa~ I can’t believe I’m saying this!”

“I love my lover’s pussy!”

“Pfft. Liar!”

“Look down! My cock’s never been this angry before! Why would I say I prefer my lover’s pussy if I didn’t mean it?!”

Propped on his arms, he looked down—his cock buried deep in Jenny’s pussy mound.

Her eyes wide, breath ragged, she panted.

“We’re so filthy! Haa~aa… I feel so full. I’m completely filled inside.”

“You like my cock?”

“Yeah… Haa~ It’s filling me up completely… Haaaa~”

“It’s yours! Now it belongs to you!”

“Mine! Haa~ This cock I stole from Emma Kang—it’s mine now!”

David Kang began moving his hips, switching from dirty talk to action.

His cock, buried in her pussy, started a slow, rhythmic thrust—forward and back.
Her inner muscles fluttered, opening and closing around him.

“Jjilgeok… jjilgeok… jjil… geok… ta… ta… tak… ta… ta… tak…”

“Ah… it hurts! Haa~haaak! Haa~ I don’t know!”

“Huh… huh…”

“Jjilgeok… jjilgeok… jjilgeok…”

“Haa~ak~ Too much! Too good! Ah!”

“Huh~ek~~ Huh~~ek… Your pussy is gripping my cock!”

“Uu~uu~nn… I don’t know either… I’m going crazy!”

“Ta… dak…” “Uu~uu~nn!”

“Ta… dak…”

“Uu~nn!”

“Ta… dak…”

“Uu~uu~nn!”

“Ta… dak…”

“Uu~uu~uu~nn!”

As he pounded her pussy, David Kang groped her breasts, squeezing and sucking her nipples.
Jenny wrapped her long legs around his, clutching his head to her chest.

Their bodies, fused in ecstasy, allowed no space between them—only filthy moans spilling out.

“Jjilgeok… jjilgeok… jjilgeok…”

She moaned, overwhelmed.

Her sex with her husband had always been calm—why was she burning so fiercely with Emma Kang’s husband?

Why did David Kang’s cock, piercing deep into her womb, make her feel so utterly full?

His cock scraped every sensitive wall inside her—her friend’s husband, pleasuring her so thoroughly.
Heat surged from her head, spreading through her body.

She felt like she’d collapse unless someone poured water over her.

The sounds from below!

“Jjilgeok… jjilgeok… jjilgeok…”

The filthy proof that this was real—this sex with Emma Kang’s husband!
And those sounds intoxicated her further.

How obscene she must look—her hips bouncing upward each time he thrust down.
Did she really have this side to her? Had she always been a filthy woman?

It didn’t matter. Right now, she wanted to surrender completely to the physical pleasure he gave her.
Her body swelled, ready to burst at any moment.

After thrusting hard for a while, David Kang turned her over—facing her ass toward him—and bent her forward.

“Oh my god… This man… Haa~aa~ It’s so strange!”

In doggy style, she felt both deeply ashamed and wildly excited—openly exposing her pussy to her friend’s husband, lewdly spreading her legs.

David Kang reinserted his cock—slick with her juices—back into her pussy.

“A~hak~ A~uu~uu~”

The bounce and softness of her ass pressed directly against his lower body.

Who knew gentle Gihun’s father had such a rough side?

“A~ha~aa… Honey! It’s so strange! This position is so filthy!”

“Huh~hak~ta~da~dak~ This… huh… uh… ek… is my… huh~za~ek… favorite position!”

“… with Emma Kang too? Haaak… like this?”

“… watching her get stuffed… Huh-huh… it turns me on!”

“You’re such a pervert! Haa~ uu~nn~ Yes! Do I look filthy to you? A~uu~nn~”

“Yess… you look so filthy… that’s why I love it more.”

“Haa~ak~ I’m a filthy slut! Aaa~ One who spreads her pussy for her friend’s husband!”

“Huh-huh… I’m the bastard who stuffs his wife’s friend’s pussy! Huhk…”

“Hahaak… I… I want to become filthy for you~~ A~hoo~nn~~”

“Can you hear this? Huh-huh…”

“Jjilgeok… jjilgeok… jjilgeok…”

“Uu~nn… So filthy…”

“What does it sound like? Huh-huh…”

“The sound of me fucking my friend’s husband! Hoo~nn~ So arousing…”

“Huh-huh… The sound of fucking my wife’s friend!”
“A~uu~~uu… I’m going crazy! Baby, fuck me harder! Deeper!”

Their filthy words fueled their passion even more.

David Kang was nearing his peak. Jenny felt something building deep inside her.

As his thrusts grew faster and harder—

“Oh my god! I’m dying! I’m dying! Oh my god… honey! It’s too good!”

“Me too… I love it…”

“I’m going insane… Hoo~uu~nn~ Honey! Honey! My love! Aww~ so good!”

“I… huh… huh… I’m gonna…”

“Me… me too…”

“Huh-huh… Can I come inside?”

“Ah… yes, come inside! A~aa~~”

“Huh… huh… Aaaa…!”

His cock swelled—then erupted, shooting thick cum deep into her womb.

Even as Jenny climaxed, gushing her own fluids, the sudden flood of David Kang's hot cum pounding against her vaginal walls sent her into another wave of shuddering pleasure.

David Kang slowly pulled out, then pushed his softened cock back inside, holding her close.

Jenny wrapped her arms around his neck, lowering her head.

“That was amazing… I… I loved it. I love you!”

“I loved it too… I thought I’d die!”

“So Jenny has a hot body too, huh? Haha…”

“Pfft. I hate you! Who do you think turned me into this?!”

“We must be a perfect match!”

“Really? Was I… okay?”

“Yeah. Amazing! Chemistry matters—you need affection to make it good. Maybe we’re in love. Haha.”

“Hey… between me and Emma Kang… who do you like more?”

“Emma Kang’s great… but I like you more.”

“Pfft. Don’t lie! Ugh… oh, it’s twitching again…”

“You must really like me.”

“I…”

“Hmm?”

“David Kang… will you have a second lover?”

“What do you mean?”

“If you promise not to think I’m strange… I’ll tell you.”

“I won’t think you’re strange. Tell me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Well… I… actually… before…”

“Before?”

“I’ve had this thought! Ah, I’m so embarrassed!”

“What thought? Don’t hesitate.”

“You know the word second? Like a concubine in the old days?”

“… go on.”

“I used to think it was weird… but secretly…”

“Secretly?”

“I got curious. What if I became someone's second woman?… Am I strange?”

“Not at all. Go on.”

“So… I wanted to act cute for a man. Be lewd. Act like a whore!”

“… and?”

“So… I could receive affection as a woman. And a man's love…”

“… I kinda understand.”

“There was a part of me that wanted to become that kind of woman. Ah… so embarrassing…”

“Ah, I see! Jenny has unexpected sides! Haha.”

“Aaah~ stop teasing, I’m so shy!”

“But what does that have to do with not being lovers?”

“Well… it’s just… hard to say…”

“Just say it.”

“I… I want to be your second woman… not just your lover!”

“Isn't a lover the same as a second?”

“No. I want to be the woman people look down on—the concubine!”

“Concubine? So you'd be my concubine?”

“Yes. To my husband, I'm the legal wife. To you, I'm the concubine. That's what I want!”

“So you'd belong to two men?”

“Pfft. And aren't you with two women? Emma Kang is your legal wife… I'm your concubine. And I'm also your friend's wife!”

“So what should I call you, Jenny?”

“Call me Jenny! When Emma Kang's around, call me Boram's mom.”

“And when I call you, what should I say?”

“Master.”

“Master? Haha… that feels weird…”

“I want to be your woman, David Kang—no, Master—I want to be cute for you, loved by you. And…”

“And?”

“I want to be as lewd as I want—with you, Master!”

“My sweet concubine, Jenny! Haha.”

“You'll love me, won't you?”

“Of course. If I don't love a sweet woman like you, I'm not a man.”

“Ah! Honey… Master… Master, your cock is getting hard again. Me—Jenny—no, your concubine—please love me completely.
Put your big cock in my mouth. I'll suck and lick it with all my heart.
Suck my breasts—they're yours now. Drink them as much as you want.
Grab my ass hard—squeeze it until it aches. These plump cheeks exist only for your hands.
Touch them, squeeze them, make them jiggle and swell.
Fuck my pussy with your cock—thrust into me as deep as I can.
I want to hear the filthy, squelching sounds of our cum mixing.
Ah! Master… please… do it to me…”

A hot wind blew through the room again—setting the air ablaze.