The Sanctuary of the World’s Greatest MILF
While we were moving through the city in a taxi, the world’s greatest girlfriend mentioned, almost in passing, that I was the first man she had ever invited to her home. She explained that even when she had dated in the past, the relationships never lasted long enough to warrant bringing someone into her private space, and she simply hated the idea of an outsider stepping foot into her personal domain. I pretended to be cool about it, but inside, I was absolutely thrilled. My lips curled into a smile, rippling like waves in the wind, and I felt intoxicated by the special, unique emotion of being the one chosen.
…Or so I thought.
"Mmm! We're home! ♥"
"……."
When I actually stepped into Yeoeun’s fortress, I froze solid. Standing alone in the entryway, I felt like a man whose balls had shriveled up from the winter cold. The ceiling height was overwhelming from the start. It was clearly an apartment, but it was so high it felt like the space was wide open. Even the hallway leading inside was expansive, and though I could catch a glimpse of the living room from the foyer, the clean, minimalist layout screamed "high-end" and "luxury." She seemed to favor a monochrome palette—black and white, and nothing else. It could have been monotonous, but the design prioritized simplicity and cleanliness over excessive ornamentation.
'Expensive homes… they really do have a completely different vibe.'
In truth, I knew what kind of apartment she lived in. I’d dropped her off in front of the entrance by taxi plenty of times, so how could I not? It was undoubtedly an incredibly expensive place, the kind where I couldn't afford to live for even a year even if I poured every cent I had into it. I hadn't looked it up on purpose because I was afraid I’d start treating her with too much distance, but the monthly rent alone would surely be enough to make my jaw drop.
"Honey, what are you doing? Come on in."
"O-oh, right!"
At her prompt, I hurriedly kicked off my loafers. The place was so pristine I felt guilty even letting my feet touch the floor, so I walked on my tiptoes, sneaking around and looking left and right like a country bumpkin who’d just arrived in the city.
"Hehe, what’s so fascinating?"
"Well, you know… it’s my first time in a place like this."
"'First time.' It’s just a place where people live. Nothing special."
She probably realized it was a ridiculous thing to say even as she said it. Yet, I could feel both the ease with which she treated me like a joke and the consideration she showed in not wanting to make me feel burdened.
"Oh! Since you’re here, I should show you this first."
With that, Yeoeun grabbed my wrist with a playful hum and led me to the room at the very end of the hallway. We passed the living room and kitchen—which felt refreshing because they were about two and a half times larger than my own—and went straight into what I assumed was her master bedroom. It was a room as wide as my entire living room, dominated by a massive, sprawling bed.
'I-is it starting already?!'
That was my first thought upon seeing the bed. However, Yeoeun began rummaging through a small drawer. She pulled open the three-tiered cabinet next to her vanity one by one until she found something at the very bottom.
"Here, look!"
"T-that is…!?"
It was pink. It looked like a thick, sturdy rod. I knew exactly what that was. No matter how I looked at it, there was only one purpose for such an object.
"……Yeoeun."
"Yes? ♥"
"Is this… a vibrator?"
"Yep! It’s a sex toy I’ve used twice."
She declared the purpose of the tool with such confidence. She had gone out of her way to pull out a tool that a man and woman should usually keep hidden, and even told me exactly how many times she’d used it. I took it from her, feeling dazed and wondering why on earth she was showing me this. While I was busy noting that it was heavier and larger than I’d expected, Yeoeun closed the distance between us. She pressed herself against me until our crotches touched, placed a hand on my chest, and whispered softly.
"I bought this after I met you."
"……!"
"I was curious if a size like this was even possible, so I bought it on a whim to see how it would feel… ♥"
Why was she laying out such deep, personal secrets? But as I listened, a question bubbled up that I just had to ask. It rose right to my throat, so I let it out.
"……And? What was the verdict?"
Hehe. ♥
Yeoeun flashed her white teeth at me. It was a brief moment, but as if she’d been waiting for that exact question, she leaned her body even closer, pressing against me and breathing warm air onto my face. We lingered, as if feeling each other’s heartbeats, before she spoke.
"It was… completely different. ♥"
Thud!
Yeoeun locked eyes with me, snatched the vibrator from my hand, and threw it as if casting it to the floor. Whether it broke or malfunctioned, she didn't care; she tossed it right out of the master bedroom door.
"Since our first time, doing it with you has been the best…"
"……."
"Your hip movements are on another level. To hell with vibrating toys."
And then, it began. Because I didn't want to let go, I instinctively wrapped my arms around her slender waist, grabbed her firm, ample buttocks, and went to work.
"Kiss, kiss… ♥ Mmm, yeah… ♥ Do it, rub it against me more right there… ♥"
The scent of a female in heat suddenly flooded the room. Intoxicated by that fragrance, I rubbed my erect cock against her wet slit. I entered in one swift motion. With the mood perfectly aligned to the act of discarding that vibrator, we stepped onto the stage of adulthood.
With ragged breaths, we ground our bodies together.
"Haa, honey… are we going to do it right here?"
"Seriously, you’re the one who got me all worked up…!"
"Hehehe… ♥ I walked a lot today, so I might smell like sweat…."
"You didn't even care about that usually, did you? Today, I’m going to lick every inch of you."
"……♥"
As if telling me to vent my sexual desire to my heart's content, Yeoeun surrendered her body to me. While she remained docile, held tightly in my arms, she wiggled a little, as if there was one more thing she wanted to try, and whispered.
"Honey."
"Haa… what is it now?"
"Do you… want to take a shower together?"
"……!"
The bathroom in this luxury apartment was brighter than a summer day. It was a space so vast it could easily accommodate five adults, and it featured a high-end Jacuzzi-style tub with all the bells and whistles, not just a simple basin for water.
"Hehehe, it’s so lewd to be in the bathroom together like this. ♥"
"……."
But that was all just background noise. Having lost my mind and entered the bathroom naked, I was already fully erect at the sight of Yeoeun’s body. Furthermore, as we entered, Yeoeun let down her signature tied-up hair. When loose, it reached her shoulders, right where her shoulder blades were. I loved the style that showed off her ears and nape, but with her hair completely down, she looked incredibly young. It was a fresh sight. She was a woman who showed me new sides of herself every single day.
'…How can her pelvis be that wide, her waist that thin, and her chest carry those melons?'
The body that drove men crazy was even better the more I looked at it. And to think, she was my girlfriend now—I wanted to lay her down right there and ram into her with my cock. But before that—
"Honey, will you wash me?"
Yeoeun handed me a sponge towel and made the suggestion. She smiled as innocently as a child, making an offer that was impossible to refuse. I took the towel and pumped the body wash three times onto the tub. After wetting it with lukewarm water from the sink, I began to wash her, inch by inch, just as she’d asked.
Splash, splash. ♥
"Ah. ♥"
I scrubbed her body with the towel, which had a teddy bear embroidered on it, with the utmost gentleness. I placed it against her skin and slid it around, coating every corner in lather.
"Mmm… it feels nice to have someone else wash me… ♡"
Her porcelain-colored skin was shockingly soft to the touch. Even if I were a woman, I’d want to keep touching it; her skin was so moist and supple. As I rubbed the bubbles into her skin, I realized the real service wasn't me washing her—it was the existence of Yeoeun’s body itself.
"Honey, you’re good at washing me…."
'…God, this is so hot.'
As I applied the body wash, my mind was filled with nothing but lewd thoughts. I coated her large, pink areolas—where her nipples stood erect—with thick foam, teased her navel until she cried out, "That tickles, honey!", and then moved further down to rub her signature thick thighs.
Throb!
The more I washed her, the more aroused I became. I loved looking at her body, which shone and became even more erotic the more I scrubbed it with the sponge towel. Unable to hold back the mounting excitement, I finally—
"……! A-are you going to wash me like that?"
"……."
"Hee… ♥"
I ended up kneeling on the bathroom floor, bringing my face level with her center. As I touched the soapy area, deciding to take the most delicious part for myself, Yeoeun smiled bashfully, as if pretending she had no choice. I leaned in and blew a strong breath against her. With a gasp of air I couldn't hold back, I—
SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP—♥
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuung! ♥"
I sucked it up. Kiss, kiss, sluuuuurp. ♥
"…Ah, hnnng, you’re pointing your tongue up again… ♥"
I washed this place with my tongue. I licked her pussy explicitly, and with my tongue stiffened, I drank her up as if gulping down honey.
"Mmm, yeah… ♥ That’s good… ♥"
It felt amazing. I loved seeing her heavy pelvis twitch every time I made her feel good. I loved watching Yeoeun tremble, her waist quivering, as she pressed down on my shoulders to steady herself and straightened her legs in pleasure. I wanted to tease her even more. I wanted to mark my territory all over her, making it clear that she was my exclusive fuck-toy, the one that other males could only drool over but never touch.
After I teased her for a long time—
"Haa, haa… ah, I can’t…!"
Yeoeun pushed me away slightly. After pressing down on my shoulders to create some distance, she looked around with dazed eyes before turning her head toward the showerhead.
Slide…
Yeoeun immediately placed her hands against the bathroom wall. She pushed her pelvis, slick with foam, toward me and arched her back sharply. In that position, she pushed back her wet hair and turned her head slightly. With a flushed face from her peak excitement, she looked at me with eyes that begged me to come to her.
"Honey, I’m in a hurry…"
Drip. ♥
She reached down and parted her labia slightly with her fingers. A liquid—I couldn't tell if it was sweat or honey—ran down her thigh.
"Let’s do it once right here… ♥"