Capítulo 1 — La hermana de mi amigo casado - Parte 1 (1)

Esta es una obra de ficción. Los nombres, personajes, lugares y hechos son producto de la imaginación del autor. Todos los personajes son adultos mayores de 18 años.

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When I came to Seoul for university, I thought about renting a boarding house.

My friend Daniel Park mentioned my situation to his sister, who was visiting the family home at the time, and she happened to tell him she had a spare room and could help with expenses, so she invited me to stay at her house.

The sister, Claire, had known me for a long time as well and received me with joy, saying it would be a pleasure.

Claire had a seven-year-old son and worked at her husband's trading company. Because they had money, they immediately bought the duplex apartment where they currently live after getting married.

Actually, Claire had been in a relationship since high school with a boy named Eric, whom I also knew by sight. But when it came time to get married, her parents introduced her to the man she was now married to, and she ended up accepting.

According to what Daniel told me, his current brother-in-law had declared himself very insistently, and Claire, attracted by his appearance and economic stability, accepted the wedding.

Anyway, right before the semester started, I went up to Seoul and settled in at Claire's house, in Mapo.

My room was on the second floor. The house was large, with many empty rooms, so I was able to use two comfortably.

Claire, who already felt the house was too empty because there were few people, told me to feel at home without any pressure, and her husband, Thomas, also treated me like a member of the family, sometimes inviting me to have a drink.

Life went on without major changes until, in mid-May, Thomas had to travel to the United States for six months for a training course.

This was in mid-June.

Right in the middle of final exam period, I decided not to go to the library and study at home. I was sitting in the living room reading when suddenly I heard the front door open and a male voice.

Shortly after, I also heard female moans.

Confused, I went down to the lower floor without thinking and was left astounded.

On the bed, two people were fucking.

They only had the lower part of their body naked. She hadn't even taken off her skirt. The matter was so rushed that they barely had time to undress.

He was penetrating her from behind while she lifted her legs. I couldn't see her vagina, but seeing other people fuck for the first time made my heart beat strongly and my penis harden.

I couldn't see the man's face, but it was evident he wasn't Thomas. Claire's moans resonated uncontrollably, so loud they could be heard perfectly.

—Ah~ Eric! I'm... I'm going to lose my mind!

At that instant, I knew the man penetrating her was Eric, her former boyfriend. As far as I knew, he lived in Busan and did business there. I wondered how he had gotten here.

Much later, when Claire confessed everything to me, I finally understood the mystery.

At that moment, I could clearly see Claire's crotch. As she held the sofa with her hands and lifted her hips, her vagina was exposed.

It was dark, but hairless in the genital area. I had never felt so much attraction for a pussy.

But only for an instant. Eric changed position and penetrated her from behind again, hiding her sex once more.

I supposed she believed I was at the university, because she moaned without any restraint.

For about ten minutes, they changed positions several times, and suddenly Eric accelerated the rhythm, hugging her strongly, until both of them fell to the living room floor.

I was pleased. She had fallen on her back, with her knees bent upward, giving me a perfect view.

I had never seen such a beautiful pussy.

I fixed my eyes on her vagina and began to masturbate.

Her vaginal lips were slightly swollen and white liquid was flowing from inside her.

I couldn't hold back any longer and began to come. I increased the rhythm. Moans came from my mouth without me realizing:

—Ah~ Claire! Claire, your pussy... your pussy, ah~.

For almost an hour, I enjoyed the view of Claire's pussy, until finally they went into the shower.

All afternoon, I didn't even think about studying. Only the images of her thighs and her burning sex filled my mind.

Shortly after, I heard the sound of the main door and it seemed they were leaving. I hurried to gather my things and went to the university.

That night, while having dinner alone with Claire, I observed her carefully.

She showed no change whatsoever. She had a serene, even dignified air.

There was no trace of the obscenity she had screamed during the day.

Only a slight nuance of mature sensuality, barely perceptible, seemed to float around her.