episode_0052

Early in the morning, Baek Ji-hwan headed to a secluded cafe with her husband.

A small cafe located not far from their home. Even though it was the weekend, there were few customers.

“Hello.”

“Ah, hello…”

Her husband responded with a low bow.

It was unavoidable, the other man was taller than her husband. Taller than her husband, handsome features, thick muscles… from any angle, he was superior to her husband. Her husband probably felt it too. That he was inferior to the man before him.

“…Hello.”

“Hello, Noona.”

“Haah… are we going straight there?”

Ignoring the unpleasant gaze directed at her chest, she approached the man.

“Oppa. I’ll be back.”

“Uh, uh-huh…”

The man’s arm draped over her shoulder. She felt his thick biceps.

Thicker and firmer than her husband’s. Aware of the heavy weight of his arm resting on her shoulder, she entered the motel room she had reserved in advance.

“I haven’t introduced myself yet, have I? My name is Tae-sung. Kim Tae-sung. And you, Noona?”

“Baek Ji-hwan. You’ve done this a lot, haven’t you?”

“Of course. Oh, don’t worry about video leaks. Even if it looks like this, trust is important in this line of work.”

As soon as they entered the motel room, Tae-sung skillfully set up the camera. He placed his phone on the tripod he’d brought and began to undress Ji-hwan one piece at a time.

“I’ll do it.”

She pushed Tae-sung’s hands away and undressed herself.

She threw off her black skirt and began to unbutton her blue blouse, one button at a time.

When she had unbuttoned all the buttons and the shirt was halfway off her body, Tae-sung held her, saying,

“It’s so beautiful right now. Let’s take just one picture, the two of us.”

“Hold on, your hand.”

“Ah, your stomach is so soft?”

“…Ha. Do as you please.”

Tae-sung took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and hugged Ji-hwan. His thick hands began to touch her stomach and thighs.

Larger and firmer muscles than her husband’s. Seeing this, Ji-hwan made a strange expression. She was scared of herself, comparing these little things one by one, but she had to acknowledge how inferior her husband was as a male. The size was definitely large, but that alone wasn’t enough anymore.

Click.

The light sound of the camera shutter. After it sounded several times, Tae-sung smiled brightly and said,

“Oh, these came out great!”

“Shut up, and hurry up.”

“Uum… passionate? Should I say? It’s hot. Well, I like it.”

Ji-hwan, having tossed her shirt and bra far away, squatted with her legs spread. She pulled down Tae-sung’s underwear and looked at his aroused penis.

“It’s pretty big. How many centimeters?”

“24 centimeters. Bigger than your husband’s?”

“Huu… yeah. It’s bigger than my husband’s.”

A little bigger than her husband’s, exactly half the size of Haeyeon’s.

Ji-hwan put the glans, which protruded even when held in both hands, into her mouth.

“Chuu-up, churu-up… chu-rup.”

“Ooww… w-wait… that’s too sudden…!”

“Puh, I’ll pull out for a sec.”

Tae-sung starts filming in a fluster. Ignoring him, she pushed the penis all the way to the back of her throat.

The sensation against her uvula was excruciating. The foul smell filling her mouth made her want to vomit.

But she endured it. Rank and disgusting, but she endured it to savor the sensation she hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Jju-uu-up…”

With a *pop*, the penis popped out of her mouth.

The penis, covered in saliva. She slowly chewed the thick semen that had spilled into her mouth.

“Uum. It’s tasteless.”

“Did you expect it to taste good? Hah, you’re such an unromantic Noona…”

“Stealing another woman’s man, and you talk about romance.”

“T-that… it’s a kind of job, you know?”

“A job? This kind of thing?”

Ji-hwan scoffed, as if to say he was joking.

She pulled out some tissue, wiped her mouth, and lay down on the bed.

“So, have you ever stolen someone else’s man?”

“…Yes.”

“How many?”

“Um, I can’t say exactly… but in terms of percentage, about 90%? The remaining 10% also have peculiar tastes. Lesbians, or those who prefer smaller… that kind of person.”

Tae-sung, readjusting the camera angle, slowly climbed onto the bed.

*Scuk-*

A short kiss followed.

Ji-hwan didn’t actively participate, but rather yielded to Tae-sung’s kiss.

“I’ll be a little rough.”

“Doesn’t matter. Do as you please.”

Tae-sung brought out some lube and poured it into Ji-hwan’s vagina.

With a *pzzi-jiiik* sound, the cold lube filled her vagina. Her vagina quickly became wet. Ji-hwan tightened her vaginal muscles several times. Once the lube was somewhat absorbed, Tae-sung inserted his penis into Ji-hwan’s vagina.

“Oh, w-wow… ha, this… is so… tight?”

“…Do you like it?”

“Yes, I really… like it. Haah…”

Tae-sung made muffled sounds, thrusting his hips.He boasted about his technique that had seduced countless women as he thrust his hips. And he had reason to. She could tell there was a difference. But it still wasn’t enough.

‘I prefer Haeyeon’s rough thrusting.’

The only difference from her husband was that she could feel something going into her.

“Ah, aah. Aagh…”

“Haah, Noona. Good? Right?”

“Yeah, good. Ah, good…”

The term of address had changed from Noona to Nuna. She closed her eyes, making mechanical moans.

‘It’s not enough.’

Haeyeon would have already wrecked her uterus by now.

Wrecking her uterus, forcing ovulation to freely consume her precious eggs.

Filling her uterus with cum, making her pregnant, and on top of that, raping the daughter she bore.

‘…I’ve really changed.’

A short time ago, she wouldn’t have accepted netorare, would have cried out in pain if he had only been inserted a little. Now she was calmly taking in his 24cm penis.

She was calmly accepting the whims of a man she had never met before.

She would have hated this intensely in the past, but thinking it was a step to meeting Haeyeon, she felt calm.

‘I… can’t live without you?’

Haeyeon had said that. Even if you hate it at first, you’ll eventually beg for more. It’s true. Once you know true pleasure, a female can only wither at the feet of a superior male.

“Nuna, I’m… going to cum!”

“Ah. A-ugh.”

“Huu-uw… huh… huu… w-wow… that was a lot… can you see?”

“…I can.”

Tae-sung showed her the pink condom filled with his cum.

A condom that looked like a slightly inflated balloon, filled with a little bit of fluid. It was undeniably a large amount for a man. More than her husband, for sure.

But there was no avoiding the comparison to Haeyeon.

‘Haeyeon’s wouldn’t even fit… or rather, a man’s wouldn’t fit at all.’

Ji-hwan imagined the condom tearing when she tried to put it on Haeyeon’s penis. *Puh*, she unconsciously giggled.

Tae-sung, of course, took it the wrong way. Did he interpret it as her saying he was better than her husband? His expression brightened.

‘Simple’

A simple bundle of sexual desire. Ji-hwan evaluated Tae-sung that way.

As a man, he was better, but as a husband… well. I think my husband is still better.

‘If it were the Master…’

It wouldn’t even be a contest, Haeyeon would win.

For a man, even an alpha-type, futanari, to defeat a futanari. It would be quicker to wait for the sea to dry up.

“Do you want to do it again?”

“…I’d love to.”

Ji-hwan said, spreading her legs wide.

Watching Tae-sung immediately come over and ram his penis into her vagina, Ji-hwan closed her eyes.

She wanted to go home a little late tonight.

***

Baek Ji-hwan’s husband, Kim Do-hyun, was anxious about his wife’s late return.

His legs trembled. The trembling in his knees traveled up his arms to his head.

His wife had entered the motel with a stranger at 8 am, and it was now… 11 pm.

What had happened in that motel for about 15 hours?

Baek Ji-hwan hadn’t replied to his numerous messages. The “1” indicating unread messages still remained, further stimulating his imagination.

“…Why, why did you do this…?”

A wave of intense regret washed over him.

Why… did she do this?

The strained relationship between their marriage could only be an excuse.

Perhaps, I’ve had these tastes all along?

The kind of taste that likes seeing his own wife being toyed with by another man.

*Ting-*

“…Ah.”

A text message from his wife. Do-hyun dropped his phone.

Unable to believe his eyes, he checked his phone again.

A single picture from his wife.

A photo of his wife, his beloved wife, half-undressed, being toyed with by another man, burned itself into his brain. He could see an excited expression that she had never shown him.

“What have I…”

*Ting-*

The notification sounded again.

Do-hyun checked his phone again.

A series of videos.

2-hour, 1-hour, 4-hour, 3-hour, 5-hour videos. The videos arrived along with a message saying that some parts were cut due to low battery.

Do-hyun cautiously played the videos.

“…Ah.”

Big.

Bigger than his own.

-“It’s pretty big. How many centimeters?” – “24 centimeters. Bigger than your husband’s?” – “Huu… yeah. It’s bigger than my husband’s.”

Two voices were heard.

The voice of a man boasting, and of a woman admiring it.

If the admiring woman’s voice wasn’t his wife’s, this would clearly be an excellent porno.

Baek Ji-hwan gauging the size with her hand. Soon, she put her mouth on the man’s penis.

Something she had refused to do multiple times for him, but did it for a man she had just met.

“Ha.. haah…”

His hand moved involuntarily, grasping his penis.

Tap tap tap tap tap.

After stopping the video, he continued to stroke his penis. Immersed in the scenario unfolding in his mind from just the little dialogue, he continued to stroke his penis until a thin fluid flowed out.

The videos remained unwatched.

He only enjoyed the ‘fantasy’ created in his own mind.

Do-hyun enjoyed that fantasy until his wife, his wife Baek Ji-hwan, returned.

Baek Ji-hwan returned at 1 a.m.