Chapter 1 — Don't Covet Your Friend's Wife!
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David Jung!
He was the man who fell in love with his friend's wife.
Sarah Park!
She was the woman who endlessly satisfied her sexual desires, switching back and forth between her husband and her husband's friend, David Jung.
One weekend…
David Jung came over to his friend Michael Lee's house, saying he'd be staying the night.
When Sarah Park saw David Jung arrive, memories of their last suffocating, breathless sex flashed through her mind—and her body burned with arousal.
She had been waiting for the perfect chance to be with David Jung again, and now, as if fate had conspired, David Jung had already begun manipulating her husband. He convinced Michael Lee to go out, pretending he needed money to buy some things.
Behind Michael Lee's back, David Jung kept signaling Sarah Park with subtle glances.
Sarah Park handed the money to her husband.
Michael Lee, thrilled to get cash from his wife, happily rushed out of the house.
The moment her husband left, David Jung stepped behind Sarah Park, slipped his hands beneath her clothes, and groped her breasts.
When David Jung had arrived, he'd already taken off his underwear—just in case. He hadn't even worn a bra or panties under his clothes.
“Oh my… you startled me. But, where did my husband go again?”
“I told him to go buy some alcohol and raw fish so we could drink all night!”
“And…?”
“And what?”
“I also told him to rent a few adult videos! Said we'd watch them together—three of us!”
“That's why he ran out so excitedly?”
“Well, your husband loves drinking more than he loves eating!”
“…but what if we're found out?”
“Then we'll just live together. What's the problem?”
It would take a long time for her husband to finish shopping at the market.
Now, finally, David Jung and Sarah Park could enjoy themselves more freely.
Compared to her husband, David Jung excited her in completely new and different ways.
Even his kisses felt fresh, youthful—nothing like her husband's stale touch.
Sarah Park pulled down David Jung's pants and began sucking his cock. Clear liquid oozed from the tip of his glans.
She sucked hungrily on David Jung's clean, fresh cock, stimulating him with her tongue.
“Uhh… ugh… God, your blowjob skills are incredible…”
“Huff… huff… mm… of course… how could I not love you so much…”
Sarah Park laid David Jung down on the floor, then lifted her own hips and brought her ass to his face.
“Wow… damn… your ass is huge!”
“What, you don't like that mine's big?”
“No—no, I love it. I love it too much…”
Gently and carefully, David Jung began sucking on Sarah Park's pussy.
After a long while of pleasuring each other, they both rose up.
When Sarah Park lay facedown on the floor, David Jung instinctively moved behind her, gripped his cock, and rubbed it against her pussy, teasing her into ecstasy.
“Ah… ugh… hurry… hurry… ah… ugh… ugh…”
“I want to drink your cock! Please!”
“Yes… I've wanted to drink it so badly… ah… ugh… hurry… hurry…”
“Alright. I'll shove it in deep and fuck you hard—just how you want it.”
“Yes, yes—fuck me deep, fast, deep inside my pussy… ah… ugh…”
David Jung's glans slid along the rim of Sarah Park's pussy, then plunged in with one smooth thrust.
Her pussy was large, but David Jung's cock was enormous.
“Uhh… uhh… you're… uhh… uhh… so excited…”
“Ah… ugh… baby… baby… ah… ugh… ugh… it feels so good… ah… ugh…”
Sarah Park clenched her pussy tightly around David Jung's cock, squeezing with all her strength.
David Jung reached down with one hand and began rubbing her clit, driving her wilder.
“Oh my god… ah… ugh… ah… ugh… baby… ah… ugh… ugh… I don't know… I can't…”
“Uhh… uhh… your pussy… uhh… uhh… is mine now… mine…”
“Eekkkuuuhhh!!!”
Suddenly, a loud scream burst from Sarah Park's mouth.
“It's… too big… baby… your cock… ah… ugh… ugh… ugh…”
“Uhh… damn… you're so much more excited today… uhh… uhh… uhh…”
Turned on by her reaction, David Jung grabbed both of Sarah Park's breasts with his hands and roughly kneaded them as she crawled on the floor.
Each time he did, Sarah Park shook her massive hips and squeezed his cock harder.
“Uhh… uhh… your pussy… is… uhh… uhh… the best…”
“Ah… eekkuuhh… ah… ugh… eekkuuhh… ah… ugh… eekkuuhh… ah… ugh…”
They continued like this, crawling and fucking on the floor—lost in passion—when suddenly, the phone rang.
David Jung, who had been thrusting fiercely into Sarah Park's pussy, froze.
Sarah Park, overwhelmed by the pleasure spreading through her body, felt a surge of irritation at the interruption.
“Ah… ugh… no… don't stop… ah… hurry… hurry… please… ah… ugh… ugh… please… faster… faster…”
“Aren't you going to answer it?”
Reluctantly, Sarah Park picked up the phone while still lying facedown. It was her husband.
She didn't want to stop—not now, not when David Jung's cock was buried deep inside her—but she had no choice.
“Honey! Ask David Jung if he likes turbot sashimi!”
“What? Turbot sashimi?”
“Just tell him to buy any kind of sashimi—he can pick.”
David Jung whispered to Sarah Park, still on the floor: “Tell him… turbot, flounder, whatever… anything's fine. Just tell him to get whatever he wants.”
At that very moment, as Sarah Park crouched on the floor, phone in hand, David Jung could no longer hold back.
Grasping her huge hips with both hands, he shuddered and came—deep inside her pussy.
Sarah Park quickly ended the call with her husband.
Then, she screamed—a wild, ear-splitting cry that shook the entire room.
“Ah… eekkuuhh… ah… ugh… eekkuuhh… ah… ugh… eekkuuhh… ah… ugh…”
Her massive hips trembled violently as she reached her climax.