Chapter 2 — Secret Tryst with My Wife's Classmate 1 (2)

Her most intimate place was fully exposed. Juices already oozed from her slit, so abundant they dripped down, wetting even her anus.

Without hesitation, I buried my face between her legs and began sucking.

"Oh my... Ah, I can't... I don't know what I'm doing!"

She wasn't heavily haired, and despite not being freshly washed, there was no unpleasant odor. It seemed she'd anticipated this—she'd come prepared, thoroughly cleaned herself before leaving home.

Her labia were enormous—twice the size of an average woman's. Her clitoris, fully exposed like a bird's beak, stood erect and bright red with arousal.

I'd been with many women, but I'd never seen a woman with such a prominent clitoris. I flicked my tongue upward, gently rolling it over her swollen bud.

"Ah! No, stop! Don't!"

Mrs. Hwajung cried out as if dying. Of course—being pleasured in the most shameful position by her friend's husband had pushed her excitement to the edge.

I sucked relentlessly, lapping at her with my tongue, moving upward in long, deliberate strokes.

She twitched and shuddered beneath me.

There was no trace of odor—only the musk of pure arousal.

I raised my tongue and gently flicked it upward again.

Shiver!

She practically leapt like a fish impaled on a spear—such was the intensity of her pleasure.

The thought of her friend's husband exposing and licking her most private parts was driving her wild.

"Ah! Baby, stop! Please, stop!"

Her words begged for mercy, but I had no intention of stopping.

After long minutes of relentless teasing, my own cock throbbed violently, desperate for release.

Naturally, I guided her into a 69 position, pleasuring her slit as I lay beneath her, directing my fully erect, exposed cock toward her mouth.

Slurp!

Before I knew it, she had taken my thick shaft into her mouth and was sucking me fiercely.

The sensation inside her mouth was incredible.

My wife wasn't skilled at blowjobs, but this—my wife's friend giving me head—was intoxicating.

Not to be outdone, I continued sucking her clit, then lifted my head to see her trembling uncontrollably.

With both hands free, I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them wide apart. Her inner pink flesh glistened, slightly open. I flicked my tongue against it.

"Ahh! I'm going crazy—oh my God…!"

She screamed as if possessed.

And as if repaying me, she began sucking me even harder.

Slap, slap, slap—her mouth made lewd, wet sounds as she worked me with relentless energy.

She swirled her tongue around the tip, gripped the shaft with her hand, and even gently sucked my balls—her skill far beyond amateur.

I was so close I feared I'd cum right then and there.

I flipped us back to missionary, positioning my massive, throbbing cock at the entrance of her slick, waiting pussy.

"Ah, hurry, baby—do it now, please!"

She was already calling me "baby," urging me to thrust inside.

“Hurry, put it in me… I can't take it anymore…”

Finally, I plunged my cock into her drenched slit.

"Ahh! I can't—no, I can't handle this!"

Her breathless cries of "I can't" were the most arousing sounds I'd ever heard.

Her pussy was so aroused that my cock slid in effortlessly, without resistance.

"I've wanted to do this to you for so long. God, you feel incredible, Emma."

"Baby… is it really okay? Fucking your wife's friend like this? You're such a bad man… But tell me—when did you start wanting me?"

"From the very first moment I saw you."

"You thief! So every time you saw me, you imagined doing this?"

"Yes. Every time I saw you, I thought about your ass, wondered how you'd taste… I fantasized about you constantly. And damn, you taste even better than I imagined."

I whispered these provocative words directly into her ear, deliberately stoking her desire.

"Really? You like me that much? More than Sarah?"

Sarah was my wife's name.

"Yes. You're much more delicious. Sarah's lost her color, her tightness… But you? You're like a virgin. How is your pussy so tight after having kids? You've taken such good care of yourself."

I lied shamelessly, buttering her up.

"I had a C-section, so it didn't stretch much," she said, a hint of pride in her voice.

"But… are we really allowed to do this?"

"What choice do we have now? My cock is already buried inside your pussy. Ah… God, it feels so good…"

I whispered into her ear as I thrust deeper, spreading her legs wide, sliding my hands under her ass, and grinding against her.

I couldn't hold back any longer.

When I gently stroked her perineum with my ring finger, she gasped as if suffocating.

"Ahh! I'm coming—I'm going to come! Ah, oh my God!"

Her eyes rolled back, her body trembling violently.

She was clearly experiencing an overwhelming orgasm.

And I couldn't last either.

"Ahh! Baby, oh my God—oh my!"

Caught off guard, her mouth fell open.

At that moment, my cock erupted—years of pent-up semen exploded into her pussy like a dam breaking.

Gush, gush, gush.

So much came out.

She must have felt another wave of ecstasy—her arms wrapped around me, trembling, her hands gripping my waist with desperate strength.

We stayed locked together, savoring the aftermath.

After a while, she giggled weakly."Baby… I thought I was going to die. That was… incredible."

After that, it became easier.

Emma called me on the number I'd given her, and we made plans to meet.

We went to a quiet, cabin-like restaurant in the city that served galbi. We ordered beef ribs to fortify our bodies and waited for the cold noodles.

When the naengmyeon arrived and we'd finished eating, Emma leaned toward me.

Then, without warning, she unzipped my pants, pulled out my fully erect, dark cock, and dropped to her knees, sucking me deeply.

Ah—so much excitement.

I reached out and touched her ass—almost bare.

I turned her slightly and saw she was wearing scandalously revealing lace panties.

Her ass was nearly exposed. I slipped my hand inside and touched her pussy—already soaked.

The front of her panties was drenched, like a wet rag.

I gently pulled the fabric aside. Between her ass cheeks, her darkly lined, wrinkled pussy glistened.

So beautiful. My arousal peaked.

I flicked my tongue against her.

"Ahh!"

But still, anxiety crept in. We couldn't do this here.

"Let's go. Not here."

I took Emma and drove to a quiet motel on the outskirts.

The moment we entered the room, neither of us waited—both stripped off our clothes.

My cock was already raging, twitching violently. Emma reached out and gently gripped it.

Pre-cum already glistened at the tip, making it slick.

I lay beside her, kissing her firm breasts, sucking her nipples, rolling them with my tongue.

Then I moved lower, grabbed her ankles, and flipped her completely—spreading her legs wide, her feet nearly touching her head.

Juices poured from her pussy, dripping down to her twitching anus, making her perineum glisten.

Without hesitation, I buried my face in her slit.

Suck!"Ah, I can't…"

I sucked and licked without mercy. Soon, I guided her back into the 69 position.

She grabbed my slick, dark, thick cock and began sucking it fiercely.

The way my wife's friend sucked me—it was maddening.

With my cock buried in her mouth, I used my free hands to grab her thighs and pull her toward my face.

"Ah!"

Her ass lifted, her pussy spreading wide, fully exposed.

"Ah, don't… it's embarrassing!"

I slipped a pillow under her hips.

Now her entire pussy was on display. I sucked and licked with relentless hunger.

She sucked me back just as fiercely.

Finally, I couldn't hold back.

I guided my throbbing cock to her glistening, twitching entrance.

"Oh my God, it's too big, baby—your cock is huge! You'll tear me! Please, go slow…"

I plunged my cock—thick as a laundry bat—deep into her.

"Ahh! Baby, slow down—ah, it feels so good! Baby, oh my God—ah, it's like you're pounding me with a laundry bat!"

I pumped into her without mercy.

"Ahh! Ahh! Baby, slow down—ah!"

After pounding her for a while, I flipped her over.

Quick to understand, she immediately dropped to her hands and knees, lifting her wide hips high, pressing her face to the bed, swaying her ass seductively.

I admired her from behind, grabbing her plump ass cheeks and pulling them wide apart.

Her pussy twitched, begging me to enter.

"Ahh, baby, don't tease—just do it, do it now!"

I thrust my cock into her with full force.

"Ah—oh my God! Ah, I can't!"

Emma moaned continuously, shaking her full hips.

With my thick cock, I pounded her stretched-open pussy.

"Ahh! Don't—ah, stop! You're too much! I don't like it—don't press both places at once! Stop, please!"

Her words said no, but her expression told a different story—her face was radiant with pleasure.

I kept thrusting into her pussy while teasing her anus with my fingers.

Her pussy gushed more fluid, clenching around my cock, writhing.

Her anus twitched in rhythm.

Emma's eyes were glazed over.

She lay still, not even bothering to wipe the cum dripping from her.

The more I looked at her, the more I adored her.

After the storm passed, Emma smiled faintly."If Sarah ever finds out… we're dead."

I gently pressed a finger to her lips.

"But I don't think I can live without you," I said.

She looked at me and whispered,"Same here. I've never felt this way in my entire life."

Maybe she was just saying it to please me.

But either way—it didn't matter.

That day, we sealed another secret between us, then returned to our lives as if nothing had happened.