Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Vietnam War Vintage Pussy Fuck
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- One, two! One, two!!
Inside a wooden gymnasium.
The air was thick with the heat from men sweating buckets as they threw themselves into training.
"Hey, your back's slouching!"
- Yes... four!
Leading them was a silver-haired woman wearing an eyepatch, barking sharp commands with a stern voice.
Ryu Se-hwa, serving as their Hunter instructor, corrected their sword trajectories and demonstrated proper thrusting techniques.
Squeeze.
'S-So... soft!'
Of course, her guidance sometimes brought her ample breasts into contact with her disciples' bodies.
Her voluptuous, springy chest—defying her sixty years—was more than enough to stir the desires of these vigorous young men in their twenties.
"Alright, training's over! Take a break."
"“Huuuh...””
The moment the grueling session ended, Ryu Se-hwa's disciples collapsed in unison, as if on cue.
"Haa, that granny's still a beast even at her age."
"But she's pretty and sexy, so we put up with it."
"You perv, you into sixty-year-olds?"
Huddled together, they traded lewd banter.
"Nah, check out those tits and that ass. Honestly, even at sixty, it's doable, right?"
"Well, her face still looks young..."
"Dude, her ID says born in '65."
"Vietnam War was in '65, you crazy granny lovers..."
Whenever the men discussed Ryu Se-hwa, they split into two camps.
"Sixty and still hot? Game on" versus "She's grandma-age? No way"—sparking endless debates.
"If you hate it, go train somewhere else."
"Uh... well..."
But the granny lovers' sharp retort left the opposition momentarily speechless.
"I saw you with that lingerie photobook of Master last time."
"Heh, you deny it, but your body's honest."
"Gaaah! Nooo!!!"
Caught by their relentless grilling, the guy squirmed in denial.
"That slutty royal peach jiggling for hours? Only a eunuch wouldn't get hard."
"Yeah, every time she fixed our form, those tits rubbed right up—barely hid my boner."
"Last time, she was braless. Nipples were pink."
They shared their filthy impressions of Ryu Se-hwa, letting the conversation bloom.
"Ugh, look at that... wanna bite those plump pussy lips."
Especially when Ryu Se-hwa, in skin-tight leggings, bent over to pick something up.
The men's eyes locked onto her instantly.
Not quite Ersia's level, but her full, round ass and the clear cameltoe highlighted her sultry femininity.
Might've been his imagination, but the fabric clinging to her pussy lips showed a wet stain.
"Heh, wanna fuck her raw once."
"Eek, that's..."
"You're dead."
As they bickered and chatted...
"Oh? What'd you just say?"
"“What.””
Ryu Se-hwa had appeared before them out of nowhere.
Overwhelmed by the S-Rank's pressure, they froze. She just looked down at her disciples coolly.
"Train hard, and I'll think about it."
"S-Sorry... huh?"
Her unexpected reply left them holding their breath in stunned silence.
"...And I still get my periods."
"“??????””
Ryu Se-hwa turned away, a faint smile hidden behind her icy expression.
"S-Something's happening..."
"What the hell...?"
Her answer, laced with inexplicable dread, plunged the disciples into whispers of confusion.
"Did she just say we could fuck her?"
"Granny's finally lost it."
"Periods at sixty? Total bullshit."
Panicking, they buzzed louder, confusion deepening.
"Hey!!! How long you gonna yap?!"
"Gasp..."
Crash!
But Ryu Se-hwa's thunderous command sent them scattering like startled rabbits.
.
.
.
.
"Good work today, everyone. You're dismissed."
"Phew, exhausting..."
Training finally over, they panted, utterly drained.
"...Master was extra aggressive today."
"Yeah."
They shook their heads at her nonstop teasing throughout.
- Hehe, that's not it.
- Gasp?!
Her voice stickier than usual, pressing her breasts against their arms...
- Focus... ahn... don't falter.
- Ngh?!
She even straddled a meditating disciple's lap, grinding her plump ass on his erection.
"Menopause turning into heat season? What kinda paradox is this..."
Dragging their heavy feet, they muttered wearily.
"Hey, you there—stay behind."
"Huh?"
One disciple froze at Ryu Se-hwa's words, chills running down his spine.
"You've got makeup lessons."
"..."
"G-Good work!!!"
The two stood stock-still, time frozen, while the others sensed trouble and bolted.
"That hungry look in your eyes earlier... and that stiff lower half."
"Th-This!?"
Ryu Se-hwa approached like a predator, eyes gleaming. The disciple shook his head, face pale.
"What? Weren't you staring at my nipples?"
Thud!
She slammed a hand against the wall, pinning him. The scent of red ginseng candy mixed with soft breast flesh pressing in.
Rub rub.
Then, her plump pussy mound ground against his thigh, lewd moans escaping.
"I made you hard, didn't I?"
"Yes... Master..."
With her cool instructor facade gone, replaced by a horny bitch in heat, the disciple gulped.
Plop.
Swish.
She shed her top, revealing luscious tits and pink nipples. Peeling down sweat-soaked leggings exposed her mature musky scent and soaked thong.
"?!"
"What do you think... of my body?"
"Beautiful..."
"Hehe, thanks."
He caught his breath, answering honestly. Ryu Se-hwa smiled seductively and whispered.
*
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Haa...♡ My ovaries are itching..."
A few hours earlier.
Mid-guidance, Ryu Se-hwa clutched her burning lower belly, groaning.
Slide.
"Eek?!♡"
The cause: the tentacle doctor lodged in her womb.
After Kerudan's subjugation, the Association valued his talents, designating him a VIP under her special protection—in her womb, no less, for efficiency and secrecy.
"Oh god?!♡ Don't... stroke my ovaries like that!"
- ...
"What? My ovaries are cute...? Ngh...♡"
Of course, as the tentacles brushed her womb walls or probed her fallopian tubes, kneading her ovaries, Ryu Se-hwa moaned hotly, climaxing repeatedly.
"Ah... wanna have a baby...♡"
The nonstop stimulation triggered her belated heat.
Her body reeked of female pheromones craving pregnancy; her womb churned, leaking sticky ovulatory fluids.
No wonder her disciples got hard around her.
'I... thought I'd never want a man...'
This pleasure etched itself into her emotionless life like fate.
She craved a young man's fresh cum flooding her womb right now.
"Those guys..."
Plus, her disciples' crude sexual harassment fueled it.
Wanna fuck her, grope those tits—filthy talk she'd scoff at normally.
Now, it burrowed into her ears, making her womb clench achingly deep.
"Hey, you—stay."
"Huh?"
Unable to hold back, she grabbed one disciple.
"Don't you wonder... if my pussy's loose or tight...?"
"R-Ryu... Se-hwa..."
The disciple pondered her lewd, cute expression deeply.
Stick it in a Vietnam War-era antique pussy or not?
"You're the perv for getting horny over a grandma!!"
"Kyaa...♡"
He cast aside reason and pounced on Ryu Se-hwa.
Squelch!
"Nghuu...♡"
"Damn, way better than my ex...!"
His massive cock plunged in; her sticky, half-century-seasoned pussy clung greedily, squeezing tight.
Slap slap!
'He's... really excited for me...♡'
Ryu Se-hwa gazed lovingly at her disciple pounding her womb relentlessly.
Nearly fifty years apart, yet his youthful vigor battered her baby-maker fiercely.
"Ah...♡ Aaang♡"
"You wrecked my defenses! Take responsibility!!!!"
"Y-Yes... as your master, I'll get pregnant...♡"
Slap!
Her answer pleased him; he smacked her jiggling ass cheeks.
"Hgii?!♡"
"Perfect age to play go-stop with my grandma and her friends...! Where'd you get that slutty ass from?!"
"Ahh...♡ No, not that old..."
"Really?"
Even mid-passion, he probed suspiciously.
"I'm still Star Draft generation..."
"Same difference!!!"
Slap!
"Kyaaak?!♡"
Her slip-up got her ass spanked raw, of course.
"Get pregnant!!!! Filling this old hag's womb with cum!!!"
"Nng...♡ Come on in...♡"
As his cock throbbed toward release...
Her pussy parted its walls—and cervix—to welcome his seed.
Spuuurt!!!
"Kgh!"
"Haaaah...♡"
Ryu Se-hwa moaned blissfully as hot cum flooded her cooled womb.
'Sex feels this good? Wasted 60% of my life...♡♡♡'
Her womb felt rejuvenated to youth; reveling in satisfaction...
.
Rattle.
"Master, can I borrow the Tentacle Doctor... huh?"
The door burst open—Ersia appeared.
"Uh..."
"Heek...♡"
"..."
She blinked in disbelief at the scene, eyes wide, then shut, repeat.
"El-Elder abuse!!! Gotta call the cops!!!"
"You wanna die?"
The situation plunged into total chaos.