Wow, a whole conversation going on while I'm away. I love it -- keep it up. I might not be posting as much over the next few days. Min-Ju and I are doing well, really well actually. This morning when I left for work Min-Ju said she loved me and wished me a good day in the sweetest way. We've been really affectionate. I'm out of chastity while we're taking our break; we're just being a normal couple and having lots of sex. Sunday my cock was hard steel again, and we fucked hard and deep with my cock pressing up against her cervix. Bare even. It was fantastic, and something tells me we'll be banging again tonight. Everything else is on hold for now, SooYun, chastity, Caleb, etc., though it also seems pretty clear we both want to pick things up again soon.
I'll start with one more detail she blew my mind with (pun intended) about her blowing Caleb that night. She told me about the blowjob Sunday morning when she got home, and in the evening we even role-played parts of it, which was very very hot. I was transfixed by the image of his cum shooting into her mouth and onto her face, and I guess I must have asked a lot of questions about it. It's just so hot to imagine him spurting down Min-Ju's throat and onto her tongue. Sperm is a really potent idea for both of us, hence the pregnancy risk, and knowing another man sprayed his sperm into my wife's mouth like that is really hot and humiliating and arousing. She was clearly amused by all my questions, commenting that "Wow, you really like that he came in my mouth, don't you?" And she liked that I really wanted her to show him his cum in her mouth before swallowing. So she kept telling me in detail about how she remembered him spurting... and that's when she blew my mind. She got up from her knees, went into the laundry basket in the closet, and came back with her red bra. Then she showed me the cum stains. A big blotch of his sperm had landed on the right cub, staining the new red lace and leaving a big cum stain. And there were two other longer strings of cum that had dripped down her chest and breasts, staining the edge and underside of the bra. "See," she said, with this delighted look on her face. Right there in front of me, in her hands. All I could think, which I blurted out, is a really want to see that in person, I want to watch Caleb shoot his load into her mouth and face sometime. She blushed and did her little butt wiggle and she liked that idea too.
She sucked him off in what must have been an amazing display of sexiness. He shoots in her mouth and at least partly on her face. Even has he's gotten his release, Min-Ju is still feeling hot and horny and incredibly wound up. And also messy. She remembers licking some globs of his cum off her lips and fingers and swallowing. She doesn't like the taste of cum, but she doesn't mind it either, and she likes feeling it sliding down her throat. She said she feels him there in her mouth as she sits back onto her heels. He is panting and out of breath and exclaims "Wow, that was amazing" or something to that effect. She doesn't really remember. She's also fuzzy on just how they moved back into his bedroom. The blowjob was on the floor in the living room, so I imagine them stumbling half-naked down the hall into his room. Something she didn't know then, and was both upset and, truth be told, I think turned on by when she found out is that he has a roommate -- and the roommate was home in his room when this happened. It's one of those cultural differences, I guess. In Korea, young people tend to either live with their parents or live alone in super tiny apartments; the roommate thing is still new to her. Later, after they fucked, he joked that they were probably keeping his roommate up all night. Hearing that, she said she flushed in embarrassment and was angry with him for not telling her. She gets self-conscious about people hearing her scream and moan -- and the roommate could totally have walked in on her little blowjob performance. She said she felt really awkward when she realized, but I suspect part of her was turned on by the naughtiness.
So yes, they fucked. Hard. She said they found themselves in his room standing near the foot of the bed. He'd brought a drink in with them, which they shared together. Her red dress is down around her waist now, with her bra pressing against him as she has her arms around him. She likes the way his hands feel strong and rough around her waist. He kisses her with a fierceness that surprises and confuses her, and his beard feels scratchy against her face. She said she felt a little ***** and out of control, high, and it all felt surreal and dreamlike to her. He pushes the dress down around her waist and onto the floor at their feet. She's naked now in his arms except for her lingerie set. I asked if she still had her heels on, but no, she'd lost them long ago somewhere by the front door. I asked when she knew sex was going to happen, and this is what she said. "Well, I knew that if I dared to really go back to his place he would be expecting it. I knew you wanted it, too. I knew it was probably going to happen. But all that was intellectual in a way. I guess the moment I knew sex was truly going to happen, in the sense that I knew his cock was soon going to be pushing inside me, was when I felt myself naked in his arms. I mean, all that was keeping me from him was that flimsy little lace thong. I could feel my pussy pressing against his jeans. I guess that's when I really knew he was going to fuck me." Sometimes I felt like a reporter as I pushed her for more detail, but she added a bit more. "Yes, I knew he was going to fuck me... and I wanted it. I liked feeling so naked and vulnerable in his arms. It was scary, but I liked it."
This detail came out only recently in our talk about her night. When she first came home, she told me vaguely that she's sucked him and they had fucked. She wasn't being dishonest or holding back anything, she just felt shy and awkward about going into the detail. I guess she felt worried that I would get upset or that I might think about her differently. Intellectually she knew I wanted to hear all about it, but actually saying it felt too real at first. She also found all my questions a little overwhelming, even as she understood why I wanted to know. So it took us a while to get to a kind of place where she really opened up with the detail. I kept assuring her that I really wanted to hear all the details of how she enjoyed it. That the details gave me sexual pleasure. It's especially the ways sex with him felt different from sex with me that I wanted to hear. She knows this, but at times she shook her head in amused bafflement. Especially when it came to his cock. I kept asking her about his cock and how it felt inside her. At one point she laughed and said I was more obsessed with his cock that she was. And of course hearing her laugh at my weakness for hearing about how he pleasured her was its own kind of perverse thrill. Getting the details hasn't been a progression, it's not that she was first shy about telling me specifics and then grew to feel confident about being open; it's more something that comes and goes as she's in different moods and feels differently about what we're doing. She's most specific, and most "Bitchy Min-Ju" cruel, when we are both aroused and when she can physically see I'm aroused. The harder my cock, the more she's ready to open up about how great his felt inside her, and of course, at times to say things to be deliberately cruel or demeaning.
I don't have a blow-by-blow of their fucking then. What I have are some moments and impressions. She really knew she was going to have sex with him when she found herself all but naked in his arms, while he was still fully dressed, his pants having been pulled back up at some point. She felt really vulnerable -- and as a very petite and skinny girl, she must have -- and she liked that. I imagine it must be similar to the submissive thrill I feel when I'm caged in front of her -- she was in his hands, literally, and at his mercy. She said she started to pull at the buttons on his shirt when he more or less threw her onto the bed. She remembers being splayed on the bed, her legs spread open and her boobs half-falling out of her bra, and she realized he could see her pussy for the first time. She wondered how her pussy lips looked to him and whether he could see how wet she was. She said things happened really fast after that. Suddenly he was half-naked and looming over her. She registered him as big and hairy and his naked cock was pointing right at her. It sounds like she felt some panic in that moment, though when I asked if he was rough or rude at all, she said, "No, no. It wasn't that. It was just suddenly very... real."
She said she sort of blurted out, "Condoms!" I imagine her voice might have been quiet and a little scared. But she said he responded with an "of course," and in fairness she thinks he may have been about to ask himself. He reached toward the dresser beside the bed, but she said she had some in her purse -- and asked him to bring in her phone. (Which I was glad to hear.) He went to get them, which also means, as I'd hoped, that he opened up her bag to find three condoms in there, telling him, well, certain things about her sex drive. I can only imagine what must have popped through his mind in that moment: "Are these all for me? Are there other guys?" He put the condom on himself, the condom I had kindly supplied him like a cuckold, so there's no way to know if it was a pierced one or not. All I know is the condom I used was not pierced.
He was in the bed, then, on top of her. She remembers he kissed her and pushed his tongue deep into her willing mouth. His hand went between her legs and squeezed her cunt. Then she felt her thong pulled roughly off. She felt his weight on her, suddenly heavy. Then the head of his cock against her bare pussy lips. Like hard steel. Then the head of his cock pushed between her lips and she gasped. That first moment of penetration is the most erotic, so I made her describe it again and again, as much as she could. Her face flushed reliving it, and my cock got so hard it trembled, which she loved. She said she felt her pussy stretch open for him. Her arms went up around his back to welcome him deeper. And he pushed hard and deep until she felt every inch of him enter her. I asked, and she said she really did gasp, like her breath had been knocked out of her. She's newly discovered that teasing me about his size and virility is humiliating for me and very fun for her, size play has not been part of things in the past for us, but I also asked her to tell me the simple truth. She said that in truth I'm big and fill her fully, she feels me against her cervix when I fuck her really deep, but she also said he was bigger. Some of it might be psychosomatic, she allowed, but she said she felt fuller and fucked deeper by his cock. And in her words, "Yes, I liked it. If I'm honest, I really liked it."
She said he fucked her hard. "Like a rag doll." They started in missionary with him pistoning between her legs. He still had on his t-shirt. She pulled that off him as they started to fuck, but she doesn't really remember when her bra got pulled off. His chest is hairy (mine is not, and Korean guys have very little body hair usually) and she clutched her fingers in her hair. He fucked her hard and rough, a little too rough at times, especially with the condom. It hurt at the start, but she said it hurt mostly in a good way. He pushed her legs up over his shoulders, bending her almost in half, which she loves. The angle caused his cockhead to press against her g-spot. She said he held her pinned to the bed in a way that made her feel especially helpless. At some point he flipped her over and took her on her hands and knees. I asked whether he flipped her over or if she turned over, and she said, "Definitely him. He was strong like that." In fact, while she was on her back she had wanted to roll over and ride him, but he refused to let her -- "I wasn't in control." When he had her from behind on her hands and knees, she felt him fuck her even harder. His body made loud slapping sounds again her thighs as he pounded into her. At some point he was spanking her ass and pulling on her hair, and she admits to begging him for more. But she insists she doesn't remember who started it, whether she got caught up in the moment to beg him to spank her or if he is the one who made her beg for it. I can imagine it going either way.
In all, it sounds like a pretty rough fuck. She was a bit sore when she got home, and very tired. I can see why George reads him as "not interested in her mind," but I'm not sure that's how Min-Ju feels about him. She's expressed a lot of hesitance about telling me details and wanted lots of reassurance that I love her and that I like what she did, but when she talked about his roughness she didn't seem upset about it. My guess is it will come down to whether she decides things like him calling her "bitch" was about him playing a role, or if it reveals something deeper about his attitude toward women. It wasn't until Monday night that she dared to tell me that "I was begging him to fuck me like his slut" and "begged him to please fuck me." That she was begging him to fuck her like "his slut," not just "a slut," jumped out at me. When I asked if that's what she really said, she blushed, looked down, and nodded her head.
He came while he was fucking her from behind. She couldn't feel his cum because of the condom, but she said his cock felt full and deep inside her as he slammed into her pussy. She admitted to coming close to cumming when he first had her on her back and her legs over his shoulders, and then came while he was pulling her hair and pounding into her. Knowing how she can cry and wail when she really lets herself go, I imagine it must have been loud. It was after they collapsed together onto the bed that he made the comment about waking up his roommate, and there's no way the roommate didn't hear. How I wish I could have been in his shoes, listening through the wall. She felt a moment of awkwardness and regret as they lied there. I hope not too much regret, but it makes sense she would feel some weirdness after doing this. I certainly would. She excused herself to the bathroom to clean up. That's when she saw my text about begging her not to use condoms. That got her hot and helped her feel better, she said, though she said she was still going to use condoms if they fucked again, and then maybe just tell me they didn't. She felt better using them, at least for this first night. She also later told me her "threat" to stay the night, when she texted it, was just a bluff. She wanted to thrill me, even though she had been planning to come home that night. I thanked her for telling me the truth, and agreed that her "threat" was really hot.
So when she went back into his room and crawled into the bed, she was planning to just cuddle a little before coming home. She didn't want to feel like she was "running away" but also wanted to come home to be with me. But it turns out she was just too exhausted, and she said she kind of just fell asleep in his arms. The idea of that is frankly so hot. I can't help thinking it means she is maybe a little more comfortable with him, and with her new role, than she admits or realizes. I mentioned his chest hair -- she remembers resting her head on his shoulder, with his arm around her, and idling playing with his hair and looking at the tattoos on his arm before drifting off into a very restless sleep, both of them, I'm sure, acutely aware of the sexual heat between them.
Somewhere around 5 am she half-woke, feeling an electric heat radiating between their bodies and feeling his hard cock pressing against her inner thigh. He was half on-top of her, and in her half-asleep dream state remembers feeling him pushing her legs open. When she first told me about this, I got a little alarmed, worrying he had maybe ****** himself on her, but she insists that no, it wasn't like that. It was all dreamy and sleepy and surreal but she wanted it, too. Her pussy was on fire. She felt his hard cock "knocking on my pussy door" and some part of her knew he was bare. She remembers thinking vaguely about condoms, but feeling him there was too intense. She says she parted for him and pulled him inward. She said she felt his bare cock push between her lips and then slide slow and steady all the way inside her. When I asked how this felt, she was very aroused, almost whining with need, and said, "Oh, baby, it felt so good, so much better, so much better bare, babe. Don't be mad... don't be mad." No words passed between them. She's safely on the pill, so this was not an issue, but he didn't know that. We both found it hot imagining that for all he knew, he was getting inside Min-Ju totally bare. She said he fucked her "like he might be wanting to 'get' me'... He kept pushing in deep up against my cervix and grinding there." Their early morning sex sounds like it was hot and wet and slow-motion and incredibly erotic for both of them. This time she insisted on rolling on top of him to ride his spear. She is very slender with strong core muscles, remember she teaches yoga, so she must have given him quite a ride. Looking up at her when she's on top, watching her gorgeous breasts bob and weave and seeing her smile down at you.... believe me. She doesn't remember how long they fucked; she said it felt like a long time. At some point, again on her back with him above her, she felt him lunge into her and tremble and hold as he shot into her. She felt the warmth and heat of his sperm right up against her cervix. She held him there inside her before he eventually laid down on top of her. They drifted asleep again, it sounds like with him still inside her, though she wasn't sure of that.
Late morning when she finally woke up for real, she said she wanted to leave. Not that she was feeling panic or regret, just that she needed some distance from the intensity of the night. She also said she felt super awkward about "the morning after." She doesn't really know how to handle the small talk, or navigate the social cues around breakfast, and she definitely worried about sending wrong or mixed signals about what she was looking for. Her reaction to all of that was to just leave. He was awake, too, so she wasn't running out on him. She said she had to go, and got up to get dressed. He said something like "This was fun," but she doesn't really remember what he said or what she said back. She got her dress on and her bra. The panties got stuffed in her bag. On her way out of the apartment, she got to see the roommate, which I have to confess amuses me a little. I can totally imagine how embarrassed and flustered that made her. He was in the kitchen, and they waved awkwardly. She also got to experience what I think is her first "walk of shame." She told me she felt really self-conscious leaving his place in her fancy red dress. I assured her no one noticed or cared, but we know that's kind of a lie. Let's be honest, a girl heading home in that dress on a Sunday morning... people are going to make some (accurate) assumptions. The last detail I'll leave you with is this. She wasn't sure if it was real or just in her head, but walking out of his place without her underwear, she felt like she could feel his sperm leaking down her leg...