My Beautiful Wife – NTR

“Mmm… mmm…”

Yumi began moaning in her sleep.

As I made love to her, fantasies filled my mind.

She hadn’t woken up even as I entered her now. If Jihoon had penetrated her earlier, she probably wouldn’t have woken up either.

Damn it, if I hadn’t come back, my own delicate wife would have been taken by an underage boy.

The thought made my penis grow even harder.

With each thrust, Yumi’s juices flowed more abundantly, streaming endlessly from her love tunnel. My shaft carried them out, dripping down her buttocks and onto the sheets.

This time, Yumi and I had no foreplay at all. It seemed I was still riding on Jihoon’s coattails.

That kid had already teased her into being perfectly primped for copulation, allowing me to thrust inside without any preliminaries, and Yumi still produced so much lubrication.

After thrusting for a while, my legs began to feel numb and sore.

Due to my height difference, I had been crouching with my knees and legs bent. I paused my thrusting, withdrew my now-damp penis, then climbed onto the bed.

Lying behind Yumi, I reinserted myself inside her.

One hand roamed to her chest, kneading her full breasts, while my lips kissed her smooth, jade-like back.

“Smack… smack… smack…”

My hips thrust relentlessly, slapping against Yumi’s plump, rounded buttocks.

The bedroom echoed with the sound of flesh colliding, my heavy breathing, and Yumi’s clinging moans.

I couldn’t hold back; instead, I amplified my thrusts and the impact sounds to their maximum.

I hoped Jihoon could hear this now, so he’d know who Yumi’s rightful husband was, who ruled this household, who alone had the legitimate right to copulate with her.

He should remember his place as a child and abandon any improper desires henceforth.

“Ah…” Yumi finally reached her first climax in her sleep, letting out a soft moan.

Had she not drunk tonight, she likely would have woken up long ago. But even drunk, the intensity of her orgasm should have been enough to rouse her.

I kept thrusting while lifting my head to gaze at Yumi’s cheeks. After her climax, her features twisted slightly, eyebrows furrowing then relaxing.

Slowly, Yumi opened her eyes, filled with desire, though still hazy from drunkenness.

She let out a soft moan, seemingly sorting through her thoughts, transitioning from sleep to reality.

“Ah…”

As Yumi finally began to sober up, she realized someone was thrusting behind her.

A hot, hard cock was pumping in and out of her wet pussy, violating her.

Only now did she recall that her husband hadn’t come home before she fell asleep, and that was precisely why she’d turned to drink.

If her husband hadn’t returned, then who was the man fucking her from behind?

That was why Yumi let out such a startled cry.

Seeing this, my playful mood surged.

I quickly lay my head back on the bed, one arm holding Yumi close while the other hand pressed her head down, preventing her from turning around.

Fueled by this thrill, I thrust into her even harder from behind.

The crisp, loud slapping sounds of flesh colliding echoed through the room.

“Ah… Mmm…”

Yumi lay facing away from me, unable to see who was behind her.

She tried to struggle, but drunk and caught up in the heat of passion, she couldn’t muster much strength.

Perhaps she knew only she and Jihoon were in the house, mistaking me behind her for him.

She opened her mouth to scream, but I covered it with my hand before the sound escaped.

With her mouth muffled and her body and head restrained, Yumi struggled relentlessly against me, her hips thrusting back and forth as if trying to dislodge my penis from her vagina.

Ironically, her relentless writhing and hip movements seemed to synchronize with my thrusts.

As I repeatedly drove my hips forward and back, penetrating Yumi, her struggles and my thrusts inadvertently created a rhythmic, almost choreographed sexual motion.

Gradually, Yumi’s struggles grew weaker. I felt something damp on the hand covering her mouth.

Then, I heard her body begin to tremble in short, sharp shivers.

Glancing down, I saw tears streaming down her face.

Perhaps she realized she was powerless to resist tonight, that she had been violated by her own adopted son, that she had finally lost her virginity.

Seeing her heartbroken expression, a flicker of warmth and satisfaction crossed my mind.

My actions earlier were partly for the thrill, but another reason was to observe how Yumi would react if she mistakenly believed she was being violated by her beloved son…would she surrender and succumb to pleasure, or would she be utterly devastated?

Judging by her reaction now, it was the latter.

“Honey… why are you crying?”

I stopped thrusting, released the hand covering her mouth, lifted my head, and pressed my lips to her cheek.

Hearing my words, Yumi abruptly stopped crying.

A look of disbelief flashed in her eyes as she turned to meet my gaze, her delicate cheeks streaked with tears.

“When did you come back? Ah… you bastard…”

Yumi turned her back to me, trying to reach around and slap me, but she couldn’t quite get to me.

She looked furious and flustered, perhaps still not having calmed down, and with me teasing her just now, her anger was only intensifying.

“Let me go! Pull your filthy thing out! You bastard! You heartless monster… Waaah…”

Yumi struggled relentlessly, though her resistance was far weaker than before. Her wavering resolve was evident…deep down, she still loved me.

Love breeds both tenderness and sharp criticism.

“Shh… Keep it down. Jihoon’s still in the other room…”

My words seemed to work. Yumi stopped struggling, a flicker of embarrassment crossing her face.

Perhaps she’d only just remembered Jihoon was home, and that her earlier words might have been overheard.

Her cheeks flushed even redder.

“Thump, thump, thump…”

Taking advantage of her distraction, I began thrusting behind her again. My penis moved in and out of her vagina rhythmically.

As time passed, Yumi started moaning softly.

Perhaps having held back for too long, she began gently arching her hips backward, urging me to penetrate deeper.

Feeling her cooperation, I knew this lovemaking marked the beginning of our reconciliation.

I couldn’t help but intensify my efforts, and the bedroom once again filled with the sensual warmth of passion…

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