Side Story 2 – New Home, New Family (Part 2)

As Hee-tae pulled her into the pool like an alligator dragging its prey, Soo-yeon wrapped her legs around him. Clinging to his neck, he gently lowered her into the water.

As their lips parted with a wet sound, Hee-tae looked down at her wet bikini and said regretfully.

“Ah, I was hoping your n*pples would poke out when it got wet.”

“What do you expect from a swimsuit?”

“What do you think? I was ready to suck on your n*pples if they got hard and poked through the fabric.”

Soo-yeon splashed water at her perverted husband. Just hearing his words made her blush, unable to listen any longer.

But Hee-tae, even after being splashed, only had eyes for her bouncing br*asts and said, licking his lips.

“Your t*ts bounce when you move. I thought anything would be too small for your size, but this is practically lingerie.”

“You’re the real pervert.”

“Soo-yeon, what should I do? I can’t return you now. Someone told me that after registering the marriage, it’s non-refundable.”

“Who said that? I don’t think it was me.”

Soo-yeon feigned ignorance about what she had said before.

Hee-tae laughed at her joke, keeping a straight face. Even though Soo-yeon didn’t seem to have a desire to make people laugh, she had a knack for it. Her dry and composed voice made it even funnier.

Hee-tae, looking at Soo-yeon, who seemed to be becoming more like him, spoke with a smile in his voice.

“Soo-yeon, you seem to be getting more shameless.”

“I learned it from you.”

“What else did you learn from me? Did you get as far as waking up your husband in the morning by sitting on his face and rubbing your p*ssy on his lips to feed him your juices?”

“I really can’t stay here. I’m going out.”

Soo-yeon struggled to get out of his embrace, as if she couldn’t listen anymore. The pool wasn’t that deep, so she could touch the bottom even if she got away from him.

As she reached out to swim out of the pool, Hee-tae reached from behind and grabbed her br*asts. He squeezed them together until they were almost touching in the middle and whispered lewdly in her ear.

“Did you learn how to squeeze your br*asts together too?”

“You haven’t been slapped with water yet, have you?”

Soo-yeon asked, as he held her body. It seemed that Hee-tae had only wanted to change his position, not let her go.

Hee-tae pulled her by the waist, pressing his bulging lower body against her. The wet swimsuit clung to him, revealing the hot, hard outline as it rubbed against her legs.

He reached forward, rubbing her bikini bottom as he spoke.

“I’m willing to get slapped with water, but let’s spread your legs first. This thing can’t even properly cover your p*ssy.”

“You, ugh, chose, it, ah, ugh…”

Hee-tae rubbed the wet fabric more vigorously as Soo-yeon moaned in protest. The smooth fabric clung to her plump, parted v*lva, revealing its shape. He rubbed it and then pushed the fabric aside. As he inserted his fingers, she moaned softly and clenched tightly around them.

The water pressure made her wet below, but as water got in, it dried up quickly, which he didn’t like.

“This will take forever to get wet.”

Hee-tae immediately pulled out his fingers and easily lifted her to the edge of the pool. Soo-yeon, thinking he meant for her to get out, placed her feet on the edge and started to climb up.

But before she could get out, Hee-tae pulled down her bikini bottom and pressed his lips to her wet flesh.

“What are you, ugh…”

Soo-yeon trembled as she felt his tongue probing from behind, gripping the edge of the pool. She found herself in a position where she was hanging onto the edge, her b*ttocks pushed out towards him, while he sucked on her v*lva.

Hee-tae held her thighs in place and sucked her v*lva, licking her folds leisurely with his tongue, then finding and sucking her cl*toris with the tip of his tongue.

“Ah, ugh, ah, ugh…”

The sound of water splashing as she moved made it feel like the sound of her own juices, making him ecstatic.

The texture of her juices on his tongue, her pale, fleshy b*ttocks thrust towards his face, and Soo-yeon looking back at him with trembling breaths—all of it thrilled him.

He licked her cl*toris persistently, making splashing sounds, and Soo-yeon collapsed onto the pool floor, moaning.

“Ah, ah…”

“See? As soon as I suck, you get wet.”

Hee-tae slowly inserted his fingers into her hole again. Unlike earlier, when her dry inner walls had gripped his fingers tightly, they were now slick with her juices.

He bent his fingers, finding the spot that made her hips tremble, and thrust. Her upper body collapsed, and her raised b*ttocks shook, looking so tempting that he bit them. The taste of her flesh made him feel like he was tasting a peach.

With each thrust, the sound of wet flesh squelching filled the air. He lowered himself to lick the juices flowing from her hole.

“Ah, ugh, ah!”

When he added a second finger, scraping her inner walls, Soo-yeon couldn’t hold back her moans.

She scratched the pool floor with her fingertips, her lower body bouncing involuntarily as he rubbed her cl*toris and scraped her inner walls. Unsure whether she wanted to escape the sticky, persistent pl*asure or sink deeper into it, she writhed and her hips jerked up and down.

Suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to urinate, she pleaded.

“Ugh, wait, ah!”

For once, Hee-tae listened to her plea and withdrew his fingers.

As his fingers scraped and exited her, she shuddered, panting. The sensation of being denied cl*max made her toes curl.

Soo-yeon wanted to hide the way her hole, which had been filled by his thick fingers, twitched in emptiness. Hee-tae’s teasing voice reached her ears.

“Your p*ssy is gaping and going wild. Feeling empty after not being able to c*m?”

Hee-tae rubbed his erect tip against her hole. As he pressed in, her loosened inner walls greedily sucked him in, making him groan.

As he thrust halfway in, their flesh slapped together, and Soo-yeon tightened below, letting out a moan.

“Ah! Ugh, ah…”

“Did you c*m as soon as I put it in?”

Hee-tae hugged her waist, asking again as he thrust. Her inner walls clenched around him, making him almost cl*max immediately.

Soo-yeon, her neck flushed red, shook her head in denial. She tried to climb out of the pool.

“No, ah, ugh, ah!”

“Your husband hasn’t c*m yet. Trying to run away after c*mming alone?”

Hee-tae hugged her waist, thrusting hard.

Tears fell from Soo-yeon’s eyes as his thrusts hit her sensitive flesh after her cl*max. Each thrust made her body shake, splashing water onto her hands. The rough slapping of their flesh made her moan.

“Slow, ah, ugh, ah!”

“Slowly?”

Hee-tae grabbed her br*asts, thrusting slowly. He squeezed her bikini top, finding her n*pples with his fingers.

As soon as he found the hard nubs under the thin fabric, he pinched them. Soo-yeon’s hips twisted in response, tightening around him, making him thrust deep inside her.

“Who’s holding your t*ts so they don’t fall off? What kind of husband does that?”

“Ugh, ah, ah!”

Soo-yeon couldn’t respond to his perverted words as she moaned.

Hee-tae thrust mercilessly, pulling down one side of her bikini to squeeze her bouncing br*asts. Below, he thrust violently, making her body tremble, while above, he pulled her closer by her br*asts.

Soo-yeon, overwhelmed by the pl*asure from above and below, wanted to crawl away like an animal but also wanted to stay and climax.

But she couldn’t control her head, which bobbed weakly, so Hee-tae grabbed her chin, lifting her face.

“Your pretty face is about to hit the floor.”

Hee-tae lifted her head, making her look up. Her flushed face, dazed eyes, and parted lips were all visible.

The sight was so arousing that he frowned. Clicking his tongue, he said,

“It’s a big problem if a married woman is this lewd.”

Hee-tae, still holding her chin, kissed her. He sucked on her lips and licked her tongue as he thrust deep inside her. When Soo-yeon turned her head to avoid his tongue, he grabbed her cheek and kissed her again.

Each time she moaned into his mouth, his thrusts became rougher.

Eventually, Soo-yeon, held tightly by him, tangled her tongue with his.

“Ugh, ah, ugh, ah!”

As his ruthless thrusts pounded her below, she moaned, her body shaking. Her vision flashed white and then returned.

She cl*maxed, her inner walls clenching tightly around him, making her shudder. Hee-tae, feeling her tight grip, cl*maxed as well.

“Ah, f*ck…”

He ej*culated thick s*men into her greedy hole, thrusting intermittently to push it deeper. He didn’t want to waste a drop. He wanted to fill her up, not just out of lust, but also out of a desire to impregnate her.

She had been sad that she might not be able to conceive, but he thought if he kept trying, they might succeed. Just as he had thrived in harsh conditions, if he kept planting his seed, who knew what the future held.

Soo-yeon sobbed, panting as he thrust, her upper body collapsing.

“Ah, I can’t, ah, ugh, ah!”

“Can’t what? We need to make a honeymoon baby.”

Hee-tae whispered, kissing her cheek. He turned her around, embracing her, and kissed her lips.

Soo-yeon, suddenly facing him, wrapped her legs around his waist, clinging to him. She kissed him a few times, wondering how to calm him down.

Hee-tae, smiling at her soft kisses, said,

“I can see what you’re thinking. It’s having the opposite effect.”

“Ugh, I’m hungry.”

Soo-yeon finally played her trump card.

He was particularly weak to her saying she was hungry. Obsessed with feeding her, he would relent and prepare a meal.

Hee-tae, pretending to give in, said,

“Fine, but I’ll feed you with my d*ck inside you. Let’s go.”

“You’re crazy, ah, ugh! Put me down, ah!”

Soo-yeon moaned as his steps made his erect*on thrust into her. Even as she hit his chest, he responded, “I love you too,” and kissed her.

Soo-yeon, clinging to his shoulders, kissed him back. Under the blazing sun, their wet footprints led from the pool to the living room. It was a trail of happiness.