episode_0053

I returned home after my trip to Japan.

On the plane, I used Sea and a few flight attendants, and in the taxi from the airport to my house, I also spilled my seed inside Sea a couple of times.

The taxi seat got pretty dirty, so I paid three times the fare along with the taxi seat cleaning fee before heading home.

The door opened, and Ayoung was the first to approach me.

Her flowing blonde hair and blue eyes, her large breasts swaying. As I gently stroked her, nuzzling her face against my chest, Daeun slowly approached.

“Welcome home.”

“Were you waiting?”

“Yes! I was waiting… hehe.”

Daeun took my arm and brought my wrist to her nose.

After deeply inhaling my scent, she turned her eyes to Sea.

“Hmm, pregnant?”

“….Yes.”

“I thought Ayoung would be first. Next is me.”

“I, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I feel like we’ll all be pregnant by tonight anyway.”

Daeun hugged Sea tightly and caressed her belly.

“Full of semen.”

“Ugh… My, my body is sensitive… right now…❤︎”

“So cute, really.”

I heard Sea and Daeun kissing.

For once, Daeun took the initiative. Always led by Sea, always under Sea, this time Daeun was the one pinning Sea down. Well, I guess she’ll lose control soon enough.

“Master, kiss me too!”

“Alright. Open your mouth.”

“Yes…❤︎ Hawoooop❤︎ Jjwoooop❤︎”

Ayoung’s lips, a taste I’d been missing for a while. A sweet kiss full of love followed.

Ayoung, exploring my tongue, making lewd noises. Kissing me while licking my tongue like a horny beast.

Ayoung kissed me while touching my penis through my pants. As she pulled away, I saw the light fading from her eyes.

“Pff, where’s the lemon?”

“Uuuu… Lemon…? Ah. The lemon is… hwit…❤︎ I, I’m washing it…❤︎”

“Oh? Then let’s go to the bedroom.”

“The bedroom…?”

Ayoung, with a completely melted face, asked.

Sea, having quickly subdued Daeun and serviced her several times, began to undress me.

“Time to get pregnant?”

“….A❤︎ Ye-yes….❤︎”

As I whispered in her ear, Ayoung immediately climaxed and collapsed. I picked her up and laid her on the bedroom bed.

I set Ayoung down on the bed.

The gushing vaginal fluid immediately stained the bed.

The cozy feeling. The tension released, my heart melting. A comfort I couldn’t feel in Japan, where reason and instinct intertwined.

“Pff, it’s good to be home.”

“Heeeuu…❤︎ Mas, Master… come to me…❤︎”

“Not yet.”

“…Hee…?”

“You need to use your mouth first.”

Ayoung’s eyes, which had been dazed for a moment, suddenly lit up.

“Yes! Awoooop❤︎”

Ayoung immediately swallowed my penis. My penis throbbed as it penetrated her throat. I stroked Ayoung’s head, feeling her throat clenching tightly around my cock.

“Good girl.”

“Hewooooup❤︎ Booouoop❤︎ Jjuoooop❤︎ Booouoop❤︎”

“Tighten your throat more. I’m going to cum.”

“Kwooouoop❤︎ Pwoooop❤︎ Kwooup❤︎”

I sprayed my cum into Ayoung’s throat.

Naturally, it was genuine semen capable of causing pregnancy.

“Kwooup…❤︎ Puaaaaa…❤︎”

“Clean it up.”

“Yeeees…❤︎”

Ayoung kissed my penis, licking up the remaining semen. After licking up even the semen that remained at the urethral opening, Ayoung suddenly spoke.

“Ah… now that I think about it, I got a message from a friend.”

“A friend? Who?”

“Um… a friend? I guess it’s a friend? Anyway, someone I took classes with in college. She showed my video and asked if that was me.”

“So? What did you say?”

“Hehe, I said it was me! I said I was proud… and after I praised Master a bit, she got a little mad and left.”

Ayoung said, licking the glob of semen from the corner of her mouth.

Tilting her head as if asking if she did well. I gently stroked her hair and asked.

“A boy?”

“Yes! He’s a boy. He was quite popular in our class… well, he’s inferior compared to Master!”

“Oh? Hmm… Does that boy have a girlfriend?”

“…Aha. Master is mean.”

Ayoung, holding my penis in her hand, rubbed the glans against her vulva and said.

“So. You don’t like it?”

“No. I like it. Master is superior… it’s only natural for you to have more females, right? Inferior males’ females… must be saved by Master’s cock❤︎”

“Hmm, that’s nice to hear.”

“…Mas, Master… then…❤︎”

Ayoung cautiously asked, her pussy leaking fluid.

The vaginal fluid that dripped from Ayoung’s vulva soiled the penis she had just diligently cleaned.

“Okay. You can eat it.”

“A, yes sir…! Th, thank you… very… much…❤︎ Oook…❤︎”

Ayoung immediately collapsed, swallowing my cock deep into her pussy.

Ayoung’s pussy, a taste I’d missed for about a week. The feeling of her pussy tightly wrapping around my cock was exquisite. Her pussy, completely reshaped by my cock, embraced my shaft perfectly, clenching only the most pleasurable spots.

Ayoung’s body reacted without her having to do anything.

A service pussy that had become a kind of instinct. A pussy reborn to squeeze out semen.

“O, Ooooook…❤︎ Hawooook❤︎”

“Hwit…❤︎ Haa… Ayoung’s pussy is the best.”

“R, really…? Re-really❤︎ Goood…?”

“Yes, it feels amazing. Ugh, uhn… tighten a little more.”

“Ye, yes sir…❤︎”

Ayoung’s pussy tightened around me. The inside of her vagina wiggled, pressing against my shaft.

Her cervix opened wide, swallowing my glans. The feeling of my glans being swallowed by a bunch of ovulated eggs immediately turned into pleasure.

The intense pleasure made Ayoung let out a silly sound.

“O, Ook…❤︎ Oo..❤︎ Ook…”

“You should shake your hips.”

“Ye, yes sir…❤︎”

Ayoung began to move her hips. Every time she moved, the glans embedded in her cervix moved around, devouring the eggs.

“O, Ook❤︎”

“Hmm… I should help you.”

“E, Ugh..❤︎ A, don’t…❤︎”

“Stay still.”

I laid Ayoung who had been on top of me, down on the bed.

I spread her legs and had her wrap her legs around my waist. Then, I slowly moved my waist, gradually applying my weight.

“O, Ook…❤︎ My, my cervix…❤︎ My cervix is going to be torn…❤︎”

“Is this good?”

“To, too heavy…❤︎ My cervix is going to be ruined…❤︎ Oh, before I’m pregnant…❤︎”

“A…❤︎ Good… should I cum..?”

“Ye, yes sir… Cum in me…❤︎ I, want to get pregnant…❤︎”

Brrrruuurrrruut! Bruuurrut!

“O❤︎ Oo❤︎ O❤︎ O❤︎”

“Haah…❤︎ Hwuut❤︎ Hweeuuu…”

“Ook❤︎ O❤︎ Ogok❤︎ Gueuuk❤︎”

Ayoung trembled as she felt my semen filling her womb. The gushing vaginal fluid began to soak her body.

With a *popping* sound, my cock was pulled out of her swollen vulva.

Then, the semen began to pour out like a waterfall. Ayoung quickly started to cover her vulva with her hand.

“A, no…❤︎ D, don’t go… semen…❤︎ Se-semen… My, my baby…! ”

She said with a foolish look on her face as she watched the semen spill out.

“You’re spilling all the semen?”

“I, I’m sorry… My, my pussy isn’t clenching…”

“Then… I should refill it?”

“…A….❤︎”

The thick cock plugged the pussy where the semen was pouring. With a *pffft* sound of a vaginal fart, Ayoung’s belly changed shape to match the shape of the cock.

I forcefully pressed down on the womb, which was full of baby seeds, and poured more semen into the pussy where the semen had leaked out. I refilled it more than what had spilled, and when it spilled again, I refilled it again and again, until her pussy was filled to the brim with semen one more time.

I continued to relentlessly feed the superior futanari’s cum to Ayoung until she passed out, eyes rolled back.

“Hwuut…❤︎ Haeuuuu… Refreshing. Next… is Daeun’s turn.”

Haeyeon got off the bed and opened the door to go to the living room.

“Huh? Where’s Daeun?”

“Ah… um, she passed out.”

“Ha… well, I’ll wake her up after I fuck her a few times.”

Haeyeon took the unconscious Daeun and went into the next room.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

After the first netorare, our relationship improved.

My relationship with my wife, Ji-hwan, also became more frequent, and she seemed satisfied.

I was even grateful for the netorare.

And on one hand, I was scared. After meeting Kim Taeseong, my wife pressed harder against me when we had sex. As if she were trying to feel something deeper, something my penis couldn’t reach.

Though it wasn’t outwardly visible… to change a woman with one encounter, it was scary.

But because of that, I was looking forward to it.

If she met a more powerful man, a more dominant male… how would my wife change?

Will she still love me…?

“…Shall we do it again?”

“..Yes.”

“….Haa… Why… no. Who is it?”

I cautiously proposed a second encounter to my wife.

She seemed like she was about to get angry at first, but then she sighed deeply and asked who the other person was.

“This person.”

I immediately showed her the person’s profile.

“…Haeyeon. This person is a futanari.”

“It’s not confirmed yet… I have to send an email… and she might not even agree…”

My wife’s voice became cold, and I quickly made an excuse.

“Haa, okay. I’ll do it.”

“…What?”

“I said I’ll do it. She’ll probably agree.”

“Re, really?!”

Ah, did I get too excited? My wife looked at me with cold eyes.

Lately, I feel like she’s been looking at me like that a lot. Probably just my imagination.

“However, I have a condition.”

“What, what is it? I’ll do anything!”

“…Leave.”

“Huh?”

My wife looked straight at me and said.

“Stay out of the house. I’m going to do it with Haeyeon at home.”

“…At home?”

“If you can’t do it, then don’t do it. I won’t do it unless it’s at home.”

I blinked at my wife’s suggestion. At home? That’s… not good. This is our home. But if not, my wife will refuse, so…

“O, okay… even if it’s at home… it’s, fine.”

It can’t be helped.

It’s for the improvement of our relationship.

It can’t be… helped.

That’s how it is.