The soft glow of the bathroom light painted Jieun's skin in warm tones as she knelt on the tiled floor. The air was thick with tension, their breaths heavy and uneven.
Park Jieun was on her knees, the cold tiles biting into her skin, but she barely noticed. Not when Roy was standing over her, his cock heavy and hard in her hand, her tongue already tracing the swollen head, savoring the salt of him.
Roy stood frozen as Park Jieun's warm tongue traced the length of his cock, her delicate fingers rubbing pussy over her own panty at the same time. Her soft lips moved from the base to the tip, swirling around the head before taking him deeper into her mouth.
"Mmm…"she moaned, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
Roy clenched his fists, torn between guilt and desire. He shouldn't be doing this—his wife was just outside, asleep. But the way Park Jieun's tongue worked him, the way her fingers dipped between her thighs, the way her eyes fluttered shut in pleasure—it was intoxicating.
"So thick… so long…"she whispered, pulling back for a breath, saliva glistening on her lips.
She couldn't take him fully—his size was too much for her small mouth. But that didn't stop her from trying, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, her tongue pressing against the underside.
Roy groaned, his hips twitching. "Fuck…"
Jieun's fingers rubbing circles over her soaked panties. The scent of his arousal mixed with her own, driving her wild.
"I can't… believe how big you are…"she panted between licks. "How does Sofia… take all of this?
The thought of his wife made Roy's stomach twist, but the sight of Jieun—her lips stretched around him, her fingers working her pussy—was too much.
Roy had always imagined her as obedient and innocent—the kind of woman who wouldn't dare defy her husband. Never had he imagined her on her knees for her husband friend, sucking his cock with such devotion.
The sight of his friend's adorable, devoted wife sucking him off while fingering herself—her wet sounds mingling with the lewd noises of her mouth sucking his cock—only heightened his arousal.
Then, without warning, his body tensed.
"Jieun, I'm gonna—"
She didn't pull away. Instead, she locked eyes with him as his release shot into her mouth. She swallowed eagerly, her throat working to take every drop. When he was done, she licked her lips clean, then sucked her fingers—covered in her own wetness—slowly, sensually.
"Mmm… delicious…" she murmured, before leaning back in to clean his cock with her tongue, making sure not a single drop was wasted.
Roy shuddered, his mind hazy. He should feel regret. Shame. But all he felt was excited—for more.
Jieun looked up at him, her lips swollen, her eyes dark with lust.
The bathroom air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire. Jieun's knees ached against the cold tiles, but the discomfort was nothing compared to the heat pooling between her thighs. Roy stood above her, his cock still glistening from her mouth, already hardening again under her hungry gaze.
Her fingers trailed back to her slick folds, circling her clit in slow, teasing motions as she watched him. A soft moan escaped her lips, her body trembling as pleasure built inside her. She sucked her wet fingers clean, her eyes never leaving his.
Roy's breath hitched. He shouldn't be doing this. His wife was just outside, asleep. But the sight of Jieun—her lips swollen, her skin flushed, her fingers working her dripping pussy—was too much to resist.
"Mmm… so good…" she whimpered, her back arching as her climax crashed over her. Her thighs clenched, her body shuddering as pleasure pulsed through her. She slumped forward, resting her forehead against Roy's thigh, gasping for air.
Then, with a determined look, she stood up on shaky legs and pulled him toward the toilet seat. Her fingers trembled as she guided his hand between her thighs, letting him feel how wet her pussy was.
"Please…" she whispered, her voice trembling. "Fuck me like you do with Sofia. Like you did with Samantha."
Roy's jaw tightened. He knew this was wrong. But the way she begged, the way her body arched toward him—it erased every rational thought.
She stripped off her skirt, top and bra letting them pool at her feet before kicking them aside. Her black lace panties contrasted sharply against her pale skin before she peeled them away, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy. She spread her thighs, her glistening folds begging for him.
"Use me," she pleaded. "Even if someone finds out… blame it all on me. Just… take me."
Roy groaned, his resolve crumbling. He gripped her hips as she straddled him, sinking down onto his cock with a breathy sigh. The moment the tip breached her, her head fell back, a moan spilling from her lips.
"Ah~—! So… good…" she gasped, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
Roy gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to thrust up into her. But Jieun didn't wait. She rolled her hips, taking him deeper, her nails digging into his shoulders.
"I'm not wearing a condom," he warned, his voice rough.
Jieun paused, her lashes fluttering. Then, a sly smile curved her lips.
"Does it matter? I'm already caught in this. That I forget." She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear.
"Besides… I'm on the pills."
Before he could respond, she sealed her lips over his, her tongue sliding into his mouth. Their kiss was messy, desperate, their moans muffled between shared breaths. Roy groaned, his hands roaming her body—one gripping her ass, the other kneading her breast.
Her supple breast fit perfectly in his hand—firm yet soft at the same time. He couldn't help but compare them to other girls': Sofia's were a little smaller but nestled just right in Roy's palm, while Samantha's were on the larger side, spilling over his grasp.
Ahhha~ahh~
Jieun whimpered as he took her nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Her hips moved faster, riding him with reckless abandon, her wetness coating his thighs.
Squelch~
Squelch ~
Park Jieun felt her pussy stretching to a new width as Roy cock reach deeper, hitting her womb making her whole body trembled as her ass rolled against Roy cock nonstop.
"Roy—I'm close—" she gasped, her walls fluttering around him.
He gripped her tighter, his own release building. "Fuck, Jieun—!"
Spurt ~
With a final thrust, he came deep inside her, his groan muffled against her skin. Jieun cried out as her own climax ripped through her, her body trembling as she collapsed against him, her tits molded into his chest, their sweat-slicked skin sticking together.
For a long moment, the only sound was their ragged breathing. Then, slowly, Jieun lifted her head, her lips brushing his in a lazy, sated kiss.
Roy knew he should feel guilt. Shame. But as she smiled at him—her eyes dark, her body still wrapped around his—all he could think was, to fuck her brain out.