Cheap Taste - Side Story 1 - The Man Who Wants to Get Married (Part 4)
Side Story 1 – The Man Who Wants to Get Married (Part 4)
Hee-tae then supported her by placing his firm chest against her back and lifting one of her legs onto the toilet.
“Hoo, it’s so tight, damn, I can’t even f*ck properly. Is this to squeeze out c*m?”
“Ah, ugh, ah, ah!”
As her leg was lifted onto the toilet and his c*ck thrust deeper, tears fell from Soo-yeon’s eyes. Unable to catch her breath, she collapsed against him as he thrust his hips.
Hee-tae’s hands gripped her chest tightly as he thrust his hips, making her body dangle from his arms. He embraced her tightly, shaking his hips as if to milk her.
“Your p*ssy squeezes so well, ha, can’t even stand.”
“Ah, hurry, ah, ah!”
Soo-yeon’s words came out in a rush, not knowing what she was urging for. Her vision blurred, and all her nerves focused on the rough thrusts between her legs. The sound of their flesh slapping together quickened, and his c*ck relentlessly scraped her inner walls, stirring her bladder.
Finally, she gripped the toilet cover as if to break it, trembling as if in a fever.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”
“Damn…”
Hee-tae also gritted his teeth as he trembled with the urge to ej*culate. Her narrow lower abdomen clamped around his c*ck, convulsing as if it had been trained by him. The sensation of her wet gr*in sucking his cock made him release his c*m uncontrollably.
Even as he gasped with the sensation of ej*culation, Hee-tae reached between Soo-yeon’s legs.
“Can’t be the only one c*mming. Spread your p*ssy, damn…”
“Ha, what are you, ah!”
Soo-yeon, trembling from the aftershocks, let out a cry as his hand returned to her cr*tch.
Without even pulling out his cock, he found her cl*toris and started rubbing it. The small bud convulsed, making her lower body tremble as her inner walls squeezed his cock. Hee-tae rubbed her cl*toris vigorously while thrusting his hips again.
“Ah, ah, ah!”
Soo-yeon’s vision went white from his relentless touch. The sensation, almost violently piercing her mind, melted her rationality. Her swollen cl*toris was crushed, and the sensation of his cock thrusting from behind made her finally release a stream of clear fl*ids.
The sound of water droplets hitting the toilet water echoed against their rough breathing. Soo-yeon trembled and then, embarrassed by the explicit sound, pulled away from Hee-tae’s embrace.
“Pervert…”
She pushed Hee-tae away and sat weakly on the toilet, glaring at him. Just when she thought she could get used to him, he would become even more perverted, making it impossible to predict him.
The sensation of something leaking from her hole, which had just been filled with his cock, was vivid. Soo-yeon blushed as she heard the sound of his c*m dripping into the toilet water. It felt like she was showing him her own and Hee-tae’s fl*ids being expelled into the toilet.
As Soo-yeon clamped her legs together, Hee-tae sighed and said,
“Why spill what I worked so hard to fill?”
“Just get out.”
“I’m not done c*mming yet.”
Hee-tae grabbed his cum-soaked cock and shook it, looking at Soo-yeon. It was as if he was m*sturbating with her exposed chest as a side dish, showing no shame. His large, veiny cock was hideously red as he shook it with one hand, easily grabbing the insides of Soo-yeon’s knees and lifting them.
Soo-yeon, sitting on the toilet, was pushed back, exposing her hole to him, and snapped,
“Really, you’re in heat, ah, ugh!”
Soo-yeon panted as she felt his cock push back inside.
Hee-tae was so relentless that she wondered if he had lost his mind from being in heat. It felt insane to be locking flesh like this outside their home, both of them acting like animals in heat. They weren’t newly awakened to s*x or in the early stages of dating, yet they still sparked and rolled around wherever they went.
Hee-tae thrust his hips and replied fiercely to her scolding,
“Your p*ssy, damn, sucks my cock like it’s in heat every ovulation, ha. How can I not be in heat?”
“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”
“Every time I f*ck you, your t*ts bounce so much. Hah, why do you suck me like this? Damn, do you want to have a baby?”
Hee-tae asked, his voice rough with excitement.
Whenever the topic of babies came up, Soo-yeon would blush and bite her lip. It wasn’t a yes or no, but seeing her like that made Hee-tae’s heart ache. What was he supposed to do? He couldn’t even pin her down about marriage, making him feel foolishly anxious.
After sticking together with this poor excuse for a man, did she really not want to marry him? Not knowing Chae Soo-yeon’s true feelings, he could only thrust into her helplessly, making obsc*ne noises.
“Ha, if you don’t want to talk about it, just kiss me. You’re good at sucking when you want to.”
Hee-tae spoke to Soo-yeon, who was crying with her pale skin turning redder with each thrust. She looked like she was about to curse him, but instead, she pulled his neck down and collided her lips with his. Her lips, wet from the tears streaming down her cheeks, made moist sounds as they kissed.
“Ha, ah, mm…”
Hee-tae furrowed his brows but swallowed Soo-yeon’s lips. As he pounded her lower body, he swallowed all her moans, persistently groping her skin.
He just wanted to monopolize Chae Soo-yeon, even without marriage or children.
But what if she didn’t feel the same? What if she needed a well-bred man for marriage? Just imagining a future without her made him want to crush it all.
***
Soo-yeon always struggled on the first day of her period. Her back ached, and she often spent the whole day lying down, barely eating.
She woke up to the familiar pain and the sound of clattering in her studio. It seemed Hee-tae had arrived.
Ever since he learned the password to her studio, he came and went as if it were his own home. She thought he would only return to Seoul late at night from his business trip, but he had come straight to her studio after finishing his work.
Soo-yeon, feeling the fever patch on her forehead, dozed off again.
“Chae Soo-yeon, are you going to sleep all day without eating? Wake up. Should I help you up?”
Hee-tae shook the sleeping Soo-yeon awake. He offered her a spoon as she groggily sat up.
After seeing her suffer from menstrual cramps for the first time, he had made it a point to visit her during her period. The man who used to pounce on her for s*x now rushed to take care of her, even traveling long distances from the provinces.
Soo-yeon quietly ate the porridge he brought to her lips. The days of stubbornly insisting on feeding herself were over. The porridge he made was more like a stew with large chunks of meat, but Soo-yeon chewed and swallowed it.
“Damn period… I wish I could take it for you. How do you bleed every time with such a weak body? Eat more meat.”
Soo-yeon chewed the meat he scooped for her.
Hee-tae ruffled his hair, feeling like he was terrible at taking care of her. The bowl, more meat than porridge, didn’t look like something a patient should eat.
But he couldn’t just make plain porridge when she was bleeding, so he added various nutritious ingredients, turning it into something Soo-yeon had to chew thoroughly. Chae Soo-yeon, surprisingly compliant, would accept a full spoonful without complaint and chew it.
After feeding her, Hee-tae reflected on his actions.
“Maybe I shouldn’t make porridge next time. It wasn’t porridge with all that meat.”
“I like everything.”
Soo-yeon took the medicine he brought and swallowed it.
During her period, she didn’t feel hunger due to the heavy sensation in her stomach, so she was grateful for anything he fed her. The fact that a man who could have just ordered his subordinates around had made it himself was touching enough to make everything taste good.
After swallowing the water, she added to him, who was still watching her.
“Do as you want.”
“How do you know what I want to do?”
Hee-tae narrowed his eyes and leaned toward her. He had no intention of persistently bothering her while she was on her period, but her nonchalant attitude twisted his mood.