The Young Trio

Saturday evening.

A peculiar tension hung over the new apartment in Guro District, braided with anticipation and the heavy drift of perfume.

The broad living-room table had been laid out in splendor: fine wine, champagne, and a lavish spread of food to go with the drinks.

"Honey, are you all ready?"

Mi-young came out of the kitchen.

She had dressed as if she'd made up her mind about the night—a red halter-neck dress that laid her figure bare. Between the deep plunge of the neckline, a fullness no one would have believed belonged to a woman of fifty-four rose and fell.

"Yeah. Perfect. You look really beautiful today, Mi-young."

Min-ho slid an arm around her waist.

"Heh. Tonight I'm laying down the law as the big sister. I'll wring you out until you can't even scrape your bones back together."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ding-dong.

"They're here!"

Min-ho hurried to the entryway and opened the door.

"Come on in!"

It was Ji-young and Da-young.

Both had dressed to the nines for the occasion. Ji-young flaunted a mature allure in a black see-through blouse and a leather skirt, while Da-young played up a fresh, bright charm in a cute off-the-shoulder knit and a tennis skirt.

"Wow... this place is amazing!"

Da-young kicked off her shoes, marveling.

"Congratulations on the move, Min-ho."

Ji-young offered a bottle of champagne and stepped inside—and then she found Mi-young standing in the middle of the living room.

For a moment, a strange stillness fell.

Overwhelming fullness, and elegance with it. Mi-young received the two women with an easy smile.

"Welcome. I've heard a great deal about you from Min-ho."

Ji-young recovered first and bowed her head.

"Hello, Mother... no—may I call you unni?"

The tact of it lit Mi-young's face.

"Goodness, Mother? Don't be creepy. Of course it's unni. We're all Min-ho's women tonight, aren't we?"

At that outrageous line, Da-young flushed, and Ji-young grinned.

"I knew it... I kept wondering why Min-ho was so incredible, and it turns out the genes really are something else. Unni, you're a genuine beauty."

"Ho ho, and the two of you are even prettier in person. Our youngest, Da-young? You're adorable."

When Mi-young stroked Da-young's cheek, Da-young shyly linked arms with her.

"Unni... please look after me."

"Of course. Come on, everyone sit. Time to start the party."

Young Trio.

Mi-young, Ji-young, Da-young. Three women whose names all ended in yeong had gathered in one place.

A few rounds of drinks, and the awkwardness melted like snow. They shared a single thing in common: they loved a man named Jeong Min-ho, and they craved his body to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the point of madness.

"Well then. Shall we get to the real business?"

The eldest, Mi-young, set down her empty glass and made the declaration.

"Before that, we ought to 'prepare,' don't you think? Tonight's going to be a long one."

She set a small pill bottle on the table.

It was this world's revolutionary invention.

"Oh my, unni. You've ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠got taste. Is the back door on tonight's menu too?"

Ji-young's eyes sparkled.

"Obviously. Our honey's so big that taking him front and back still isn't enough. Everyone take one."

The three women tipped the pills into their mouths without a moment's hesitation and washed them down with water.

"Bathroom in ten minutes. Then we meet in the bedroom."

Ten minutes later. On the king-size bed.

Four naked bodies, fresh from the shower, lay tangled together.

Mi-young, mature and lush; Ji-young, firm and sensual; Da-young, fresh and soft.

Three women of entirely different charms closed in around Min-ho. His cock was already swollen fit to burst, veins standing proud along the shaft.

"Wow... it looks even bigger tonight."

Da-young poked it with a fingertip.

"All right. Ground rules."

Mi-young stepped in to direct the traffic.

"The order starts with me, then Ji-young, then Da-young, and we rotate. Three times each. Fair and square."

"Three times each? Then Oppa would have to go nine times..."

"And the tenth—the last one—I'll take as the big sister and finish him myself. Min-ho, you can handle it, right?"

"Of course."

He answered without a flicker of doubt. Strength 48. Virility 70. There was nothing to fear.

"All right. We start."

Mi-young lay back on the bed first and spread her legs.

"Honey, come in."

Min-ho climbed over her with practiced ease.

"Mi-young... I love you."

His massive shaft split her warm inner walls and drove inside.

"Hahk...! Just as I thought... our honey is the best..."

Ji-young and Da-young caressed his body from either side. Under that rush of sight and touch, Min-ho poured his first release into Mi-young.

"Next. Ji-young."

Ji-young smiled, languid and wicked, and took him in.

"Min-ho, this time drive it in deep from behind."

Thud! Thud! Thud!

At the end of that violent piston, Min-ho sowed his second seed at the mouth of Ji-young's womb.

"Last. The youngest, Da-young."

"Oppa... be gentle..."

Da-young took him in missionary. The fresh, tight clutch of her inner walls drove him half out of his mind.

When the first round ended, the three women—emptied clean by the enema pill—got down on their knees and lifted their hips.

"All right, round two is the back. We did the enema, so we ought to enjoy it clean, don't you think?"

Min-ho said it as he parted the cleft between their cheeks.

"I'll clean you up myself."

He buried his face behind the eldest first.

When he spread those full, white cheeks with both hands, a shy pink pucker came into view.

"Haa... honey... this is embarrassing..."

"Embarrassing, nothing. Mom's asshole even smells sweet."

Without a moment's hesitation, Min-ho set his lips to Mi-young's anus and drove his tongue in deep.

Lick. Slurp. Suck.

"Hiek! H-honey!"

Mi-young's body jolted. Her son—no, her lover—was devouring her most secret, filthiest place as greedily as if it were a jar of honey.

"Sluuurp... mmph... suck, suck..."

He licked between every fold with the tip of his tongue, then curled it to a point and pushed it into the hole. The spit-slick anus twitched in time with the play of his tongue.

"Hnngh! It's dirty! So dirty! My own son, on Mom's asshole... aaaahn!"

Shame, the thrill of the taboo, and a raw, nerve-deep pleasure left her unable to hold a single thought together.

"Honey... you've really become an AV actor... you're too professional... that tongue... that tongue is no joke...!"

Min-ho didn't stop. Her reactions only wound him tighter, and he worked his tongue harder still.

"Ah! Ah! Honey! There! You hit it! I'm going strange! I think I'm gonna come!"

As if he'd struck some deep spot inside her, Mi-young's hips bucked like mad.

"Come! Mi-young!"

"Aaaah! I'm coming! Mom's coming!"

Pshhhhhk!

A clear gush burst from her pussy like a fountain. She had come from nothing but his tongue.

"Whoa... that's insane..."

Ji-young and Da-young, watching from the side, couldn't even close their mouths.

"Next is Ji-young unni."

He moved to her without delay and went after an anus that was already wet.

"Slurp... you like it here, don't you, unni?"

"Hahk! Min-ho... your tongue... you use it too well... nngh!"

Ji-young, too, couldn't last a minute under his dazzling rimming, and she squirted.

Last came Da-young.

"Oppa... I... I've never done my asshole before..."

"It's all right. Oppa will make it feel good."

His tongue ravaged Da-young's impossibly narrow hole.

"Kyaaah! Oppa! It feels... it shocks right through me! Aaaahn!"

All three women melted under his tongue and soaked the sheets through. The room was thick with the scent of females.

"All right. The holes are loose now, so I'm really going in."

He slathered on a generous coat of gel and stood behind Mi-young again.

"Mi-young, relax."

"Nngh... yeah... your tongue already loosened me all the way... come in..."

His massive shaft forced its way into her anus.

"Hahk!"

"Good? Fuller than the tongue, right?"

"Yeah... it's heavy... it reaches all the way into my belly... nngh!"

Min-ho poured his fourth release into Mi-young's ass.

Then Ji-young's turn at anal.

"Min-ho, pound me rough! Right in front of Da-young!"

And last, the opening of Da-young's ass.

"Oppa... I feel like my asshole's going to tear... but... it feels good...!"

Six times already. Min-ho's legs were beginning to shake.

"Honey, are you worn out?"

Mi-young, gone languid after squirting, laid him down.

"This time, come on our faces. Think of them as a blank canvas."

The three women took turns taking him into their mouths. Under that dazzling play of tongues, the urge to come rose in him all over again.

"Mi-young... I'm coming!"

Splurt!

"Min-ho, give it to me too."

"Oppa... me too..."

"Haa... haa..."

Nine ejaculations. Min-ho lay spread-eagled on the bed.

Virility of 70 or not, this was the limit. The world swam in front of his eyes, and he could barely twitch a finger.

Stamina... I don't have enough...

"Honey."

Mi-young climbed up over him.

"The last one... the tenth. You promised."

"Mi-young... I really..."

"I know. You're exhausted. So... I'll move. You just feel it."

She took his slackened length—still with a core left in it—and guided it into her depths.

"Nngh..."

The moment those warm, soft walls closed around him, strength went into his hips on instinct.

"I love you... Min-ho..."

"Haa... Mi-young..."

He wrung out even the last of his vital essence. It was a final release that felt as if it burned his soul away.

Spurt... splurt!

"It's over..."

Min-ho closed his eyes as if he'd fainted where he lay. The three women, every bit as spent, collapsed beside him and slept.

That was when it happened. While his consciousness flickered in and out, the system alerts that had been chiming without pause finally came into view.

Min-ho forced his eyes open.

Forty times... I actually did it.

In a single day he had logged four vaginal finishes and three anal—seven internal ejaculations in all—and his running total had crossed forty.

And forty points on top of that...!

He felt, down to the bone, exactly what he needed most right now.

The wall he had hit across ten releases in a row. Legs gone to water, an exhaustion like his soul slipping out of his body.

Stamina.

Strength, at 48, was plenty. Enough to beat Lee Tae-min.

But if he meant to hold that power for long, and to take on as many women as he had tonight, what he needed was overwhelming stamina.

Min-ho opened the point-investment window without hesitation.

I'm going all-in on stamina.

He poured the points straight into it.

In an instant, he felt the energy that had been drained out of him surge back, miraculous as a tide.

It was like a dead battery snapping onto a rapid charge.

Strength returned to his trembling legs. His fogged mind cleared. His heartbeat came back hard and sure.

Yeah... this is it.

He clenched a fist. The fatigue was gone as if it had been washed clean off him. He felt as if he could jump straight into another Round One right now.

And then there was the new skill.

Ejaculation Control...

The shortage of virility he'd felt a moment ago. Ten times, and even a body that good had hit its wall.

But if he had this skill?

I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠can come only when I need to, and hold it when I don't, saving stamina. And when I want, I can stock it up and fire it all at once.

He felt like a true powerhouse. For the time being, this skill would be enough to manage how much virility he spent.

Min-ho called the status window up again.

Stamina 50... I'm well past an ordinary person's level now.

A typical adult man's stamina sat around 40.

At 50 he was no athlete, but it was more than enough for people to call him fit.

And on top of that, virility at 70, and Ejaculation Control besides.

Min-ho looked at the three sleeping women.

Mi-young, Ji-young, Da-young. Every one of the Young Trio had been satisfied by him, and all three had sunk into a deep sleep.

Nothing to worry about now.

No matter how many women threw themselves at him. No matter how long a shoot ran on.

With stamina that didn't give out, and with Ejaculation Control, he could dominate every one of them.

He kissed Mi-young's forehead and quietly rose from the bed.

His body felt light as a feather.

Beyond the window, the sun of a new morning was coming up.

Min-ho stepped out onto the balcony and drank in the morning air.

It was crisp.

"Good."

He clenched his fist and opened it again, savoring the power overflowing in him.

He was truly on his way to becoming a monster.