"Hey baby, I'm home!" Putting on the most enthusiastic voice I could muster, I walked through the front door after returning home from work.
"I'm in the kitchen, honey!" Tiffany replied.
I trudged along to the sofa, my legs giving away, causing me to collapse onto the couch. My breathing was rapid and deep, the bones in my body ached, my head throbbed.
I heard Tiffany's eager footsteps approaching and sat up, making myself look like I was waiting for her. She leapt onto my lap, I held back a groan.
"Welcome back, TaeTae!" Tiffany greeted with a breathtaking eye-smile and a peck on the lips.
"Hey, boo." I let out a tired smile whilst tenderly stroking her scarlet hair.
"TaeTae, what's wrong?" She asked, her eyebrows creasing in worry. At times like this, when even if I try to hide it, she can always tell that there's something wrong. My heart flutters. I'm glad we were engaged and she would be officially mine in a matter of months.
"Nothing." I replied and buried my face in her neck, taking in her strawberry scent.
"Tae?" Fany pushed my shoulder gently so I would be facing her. "Your face is red." Her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes scrutinising my features. "And your breathing is shallow." She put her hand on my chest. "Your heart's also beating fast." She looked up at me. "Don't tell me..." She paused, looking me in the eye then looking away, a blush prominent on her cheeks.
"You're getting turned on just by looking at me?"
"Fanyyyy!" Aish, seriously this girl!
"Aww, it's okay TaeTae. Fany will take care of it!" She teased me whilst cupping my cheeks.
"Omo! Tae, you're burning up!" She exclaimed, making my head feel even worse. I groaned in displeasure as she felt my forehead and neck with her hands. "Taeyeon-ah, you're sick!" She shouted again, my skull felt like it was going to shatter.
I nodded with a pout. "I hate being ill..." I muttered.
"I know. Wait here, I'll get you a change of clothes and some soup." She got up and went to the bedroom, soon emerging with my pyjamas.
"Can you manage? I'll quickly make you some hot chicken soup." I nodded in reply and watched her disappear into the kitchen.
I slowly took of my blazer and unbuttoned my white dress shirt. I took my time as my arms hurt with every movement. I then slipped on my slightly oversized long sleeved old college hoodie. The warmth engulfing me. Then I took my black shoes and socks off. Sliding my dress pants down, I held on to the arm of the sofa to prevent myself from falling. I contemplated taking my boxers off before proceeding with the decision, it would be much more comfortable. My thighs felt as if they were burning when they brushed against each other as I clumsily wore my loose sweatpants, my member very visible through the thin fabric.
I'm going to faint. I thought, quickly taking a seat and leaving my discarded work clothes scattered on the living room floor.
I buried my head in my palms, hoping that the incessant throbbing would cease.
Fany quickly rushed in, placing the bowl of hot soup down on the coffee table in front of me before side hugging me.
"TaeTae..." Her voice was laced with concern. I lifted my head up and whispered, "I'm fine, thank you." and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
Tiffany took the bowl from the table, lifting up a spoonful of soup, she began to gently blow on it to cool the liquid down before placing just in front of my lips.
"Say 'ahh'." Fany mused. Chuckling lightly, I followed her request and took in the soup. Delicious.
After a while, I was content with the food I had eaten. Tiffany took the dishes and clothes away and returned with a glass of water and medicine.
"TaeTae, here." She handed me the glasses and popped a pill out onto my hand. "The box says to take one after eating." I nodded and downed the pill with a mouthful of water.
"Sleepy?" Too tired to answer, I again nodded my head in conformation. "Ara, lie down. I'll get you a blanket."
I fell asleep on the leather sofa with a thick blanket covering me in a matter of minutes.
I was awoken when I felt discomfort. I was sweating, the medicine seems to be working. My headache was gone but I still felt a little dizzy. Gosh, why am I sweating so much?
Feeling annoyed at the heat, I pulled the blanket off of me.
"W-...what?!" I was greeted with Taengoo standing proud under my sweatpants. I don't remember having a sexual dream.
"The fuck?" I started to poke him only for him to come back bouncing. "Ah s-shit..." He was sensitive and a wet stain could be seen on the tip, precum.
Wait, why am I talking as if my cock was a person? Ughhh Tiffany's fault.
Should I jerk off? But I might get caught. My cock was throbbing in arousal.
Fuck it.
Grabbing the throw pillow tucked under my feet and the blanket, I placed them over my lower body, hopefully hiding my perverted actions. My left hand slipped down the waistband of my sweatpants and ventured further down to my aroused member. Upon contact, my breath hitched, sweat rolling down my neck. I swallowed hard and grasped my hot rod in my palm, stroking up and down slowly. Letting out a content sigh, my head buried itself deeper into the sofa as my hand sped up.
My breathing was unstable and I felt my stomach tighten, I was close to climax. Biting my lips to prevent any moans from escaping, my hand sped up twofold, eager to bring me satisfaction.
"Ahh... Fuck... T-tiff..-fany..." My squeezed shut as I imagined my fiancé's soft hand replacing my own.
"Yes, TaeTae?"
I immediately stopped my movements. Cold sweat streaming down my forehead.
I heard Tiffany approaching. A smile donned her flawless face. Crap, does she know?
Trying to play it cool, I replied with, "N-nothing. I'm j-just a bit cold that's all." Fuck! I stuttered.
"But you're sweating..." Tiffany observed. She wiped my sweat with her finger. "Cold sweat." She muttered. "That means the medicine's working, right? Your fever's gone down a bit." Her eyebrows quirked, trying to remember.
"Y-eah. I think s-so." I was sweating profusely.
"Hmmm... Araso. I've finished making dinner. It's kimchi fried rice, do you want to eat here or the dining table?" Shit! If I get up, she'll see my erection.
"H-here." I replied looking elsewhere but her.
Tiffany then went into the kitchen, returning with a tray full of food, placing it down on the coffee table.
My mouth watered at the sight. Not the food, but Tiffany's glorious ass that was inches away from my face.
Control, Kim, control yourself.
Before I knew it. I had already stood up, her ass now a few millimetres away from my raging hard-on.
"Tae? What are you doi-nnghhh!" Fany could finish her sentence as my covered cock interrupted her by burying itself between her ass cheeks.
Lust now completely clouded my mind. I tried to stop but I couldn't, her ass was the best I've ever tapped.
"Tae! S-top your s-sick.. Anghh!" I pulled down her shorts and panties and rubbed my clothed dick at the entrance of her already soaked pussy.
"Stop? But your so wet." I mused. Thrusting my hips into hers, then pulling away.
"B-boo. Th-e...food."
Takin that into consideration, I hugged her waist and placed her down on the sofa. I hovered over her, cupped her cheek and kissed her fervently. I missed her lips.
I heard her sigh in content and felt her arms snake around my neck. Tiffany gasped when I ground my hips down hard, my clothed hard-on pressing against her clit.
"Ahnnnn~ Babyyyy! I n-eed youuu!" Fany pleaded.
Standing up, I pulled my sweatpants off, revealing a very hard and thick cock. I could feel it twitch in arousal and drip with precum.
My mind was hazy. All I could think about was plunging my member into Tiffany's tight pussy and fuck her hard.
So I did.
Positioning myself between her legs, I placed my raging member between the folds of her core. I slowly dragged the head of my cock down her lips, teasingly entering her tight hole before pulling out and rubbing the length of my thick shaft against her folds.
Gently holding her legs, I placed them together and over my left shoulder, my dick burrowed between Tiffany's pussy and thighs. I gyrated my hips, each movement putting pressure on her pleasure button.
Tiffany's whimpering and mewls turned to groans and moans. Each sound of pleasure was accompanied by quick gasps.
"Ahhhh~ haaah... B-oo! I-I'm... Mmmghh!" Tiffany incoherently drawled out. Lust clouding her mind, her only aim was to release her pent up arousal. Fany's head rolled back, her chest lurched forwards as her pleads of speeding up my thrust unconsciously escaped her lips. When I felt that she was on the brink of orgasm, I finally entered her neglected pussy, plunging the whole length of my erected shaft into her awaiting hole.
"TAEYEOONNNNNN!"
Tiffany screamed as my cock made direct contact with the rough patch of flesh hidden in her wet walls. Her orgasm came instantaneously. Fany's back arched to an impossible degree. Her hand clutched onto the armrest behind her, knuckles turning white.
Her body finally plopped back down onto the leather in utter exhaustion, chest heaving and panting, lips ajar.
I halted, my member still buried deep into her. After I made sure she came down from her high, I leaned down to take her lips into my own. She was breathing heavily through her nose, the aftershocks of her rush still lingering. I picked up from where I left off. Slowly easing myself back into her quivering cunt. She was too tired to protest.
Quiet mewls of bliss passed her now hoarse throat. Her arms locking around my shoulders once again, burying my head into her neck as a result. Tiffany growled in content when my lips and teeth grazed her neck, just below her ear.
"I love you." I whispered into her ear.
"Hmmmm... Romantic Kim strikes again." She giggled as I realised our predicament. I was making love to her on a sofa. Mentally face-palming myself, I carried her from the couch to the bedroom, not severing our lower contact.
"Better?" I enquired, pecking her lips and laying her gently on our shared bed.
"Mmmmm. Better." Tiffany hummed. "Now finish what you started." She leaned up to kiss me again.
"With pleasure." I replied, accepting her eager lips.
Tiffany had came 5 more times and I had climaxed 3 times but my erection wouldn't cease. She was both proud and annoyed at my sex drive. After frantic thrusting and more mind numbing orgasms. I finally came. My thick semen filling her up as she squealed and screamed as another wave of sheer pleasure crashed over her body. My back arched as her velvet walls clamped over my shaft, squeezing every last drop I had. I came more than usual.
Tiffany had passed out from her intense release, her breathing now steady yet deep. A smile of content and love adorned my lips, the dimple she adored appearing just on the corner. Reaching behind me, I grabbed the long forgotten and discarded duvet, pulling it over out naked forms. I lay behind her, wrapping my arms around her exhausted form.
"I love you." I whispered once again, placing a gentle kiss on the nape of Tiffany's neck.
"I love you too." Fany replied groggily.
"I'm home!" I greeted as I walked through the door.
"Dada!" A baby girl, who greatly resemble me, stopped whatever she was previously doing and enthusiastically crawled her way towards me. As it turned out, the medicine Tiffany gave me was the pill Jessica had prescribed. And as a result, 9 months after the incident, she gave birth to a healthy bundle of joy named Irene who was now 11 months old. We had gotten married two weeks after the day I fell ill.
"Hey, baby girl." I pecked her lips and carried ear in my arms causing her to giggle excitedly. "Where's mama?" I asked her. She held a confused expression before pointing to the kitchen, babbling nonsense.
"Mama... Mama. Kich- kitch..." She tried her best before grinning widely. "Chicken!"
My eyes widened in surprise. "Well done, baby! You finally said another word." I held my fist out towards her, only for her to touch my fist with her own, letting out a triumphant grunt.
I smiled and threw her gently up into the air then catching her, my baby girl giggle uncontrollably, squirming in my hold.
"TaeTae!" I turned around, seeing my beautiful wife standing at the doorway of the kitchen. I gently put my daughter down and made my way over to the gorgeous woman. I pecked her lips, enveloping her waist with my arms, whilst her hands snaked around my shoulders.
"Hey, honey." I greeted her, taking her lips in my own.
"Hey yourself." Tiffany replied before reciprocating my kiss. The kiss started to heat up as Tiffany massaged the back of my head with her right hand, her left slowly took off my blazer.
"Dada! No mama kisshhhh!" I broke out little make out to see a very grumpy mini me.
"Sorry baby. Dada didn't mean it." I left Tiffany's side and went towards our precious princess. I made my way back to Tiffany with our daughter in my arms, but she turned her head away once reaching her mother.
"Aigooo~ is Irene jealous?" Tiffany cooed causing Irene to huff.
"Aish! Just like your mother!" I teased them both.
"Taeyeon!"
"Dada!"
They both growled in menacing tones. I gulped and apologised to the both of them.
"Come on, dinner's ready." Tiffany walked away with Irene.
After dinner, Irene had fallen asleep whilst being breasted in our room. I carefully un-latched her from Tiffany and took her to the nursery. I gently lay her down, tucking her in before turning on the baby monitor located beside her cot.
Entering mine and Tiffany's room, I stopped at the doorway as I saw Tiffany in a sexy silk purple robe on her side if the bed. I slipped into bed facing her after I had changed into my usual nightwear. Fany also turned on her side, hand caressing my now long blonde hair, beckoning me to sleep. I changed our positions to she was underneath me whilst I hovered above her. I leaned down to tentatively kiss her, pecking her lips before making my way down her neck. I finally reached her breasts and undid her robe. Her chest heaved as she anticipated what I had planned. Tiffany's breasts was a lot bigger than before, slightly swollen from breast feeding.
Without warning, I immediately sucked on her right nipple. Tiffany moaned in pleasure and pain as I sucked harshly at the now erected nub. It didn't take long for the warm, vanilla-like liquid to come out and flow down my throat. I hungrily sucked and drank her milk.
"Tae-ahhhh. H-honey...! Leave s-some for Irene-unnnnhhhh!" Tiffany tried to keep my hunger at bay.
"No!" I momentarily stopped my actions. "She doesn't even let me go near them... I miss you so much, baby. Plea-" I was interrupted my wails coming from the baby monitor on the side table.
Huffing in annoyance, I ventured into Irene's room, trying to get her to go to sleep again. However, she was stubborn and refused. She may look like me, but her personality really was like her mother.
I returned to our room with Irene, Tiffany gladly took her off me, laying her on her chest. Irene snuggled into Tiffany's now clothed bosoms, sparking jealousy within me.
"Calm down, she's just a baby." Tiffany giggled at me.
"Yeah, yeah." I jokingly threw a tantrum, soon stopping when I saw Irene rubbing her eyes, struggling to keep awake.
I stealthily crept onto my side of the bed, laying flat on my back. Irene noticed my presence and tiredly crawled towards me wanting to lay on my chest. I smiled at the adorable sight and scorched over, away from the edge of the bed.
Tiffany followed, also wanting to lay on my chest, her usual place that was hijacked by our little one. I placed Irene's body on my right chest, whilst Tiffany occupied me left. My heart swelled at the sight of the two most precious beings in my life.
I kissed both of their foreheads before muttering 'good night' and 'I love you'. My mind was then drifting in and out of consciousness.
"Tae?" Tiffany called out. Feeling too lazy to reply, I merely hummed in response.
"I want to have another child." My wife quietly spoke. I was now fully awake and alert.
"Are you sure?" I asked, knowing full well how hard the pregnancy was on her.
"Mmhmm. I want another daughter. I've even thought of a name." I heard her whisper.
"I have a name in mind too. But this time can I choose the name. After all, I wanted to call our firstborn 'Joohyun' but you were too persistent on 'Irene'." I argued.
"Yah. You can still call her that, but she only responds to 'Irene'." She softly argued back.
"Okay, we both say the names we want on the count of 3... 1...2...3!"
"Wendy!"
"Seunghwan!"
"Fine. She can also have both a Korean and English name!" Tiffany negotiated.
"Whatever MiYoung..." I gave up.
"Thanks boo, your the best!" She eyesmiled and pecked my lips.
Letting out a tired chuckle, I pecked her forehead whispering 'good night' and 'I love you' once again before I drifted away to dreamland.