The Fist King's insatiable appetite

An Rok-san exhaled roughly, savoring the lingering afterglow as he pumped thick ropes of his seed deep into the wombs of Jung Su-a and Dang Ga-ryeo. He watched with deep satisfaction as his potent essence leaked from the beautiful pussies of the two peerless beauties. Then, gathering the completely exhausted Jung Su-a and Seo Bong-hwa, he carried them back to his quarters, laid them on the bed, and thrust his newly hardened cock into them once more, pounding his hips vigorously.

Before long, Jung Su-a and Seo Bong-hwa regained their strength and began responding to him with renewed arousal. In the end, each of them climaxed seven times before passing out completely. With no more energy left to torment them, An Rok-san settled himself between their bodies and drifted into a deep, late sleep.

After indulging in a night of pure carnal ecstasy, the sun was already high in the sky when Jung Su-a was the first to wake. The very first thing that filled her vision was An Rok-san's face. Thinking back on the scorching pleasure of the previous night and the long-awaited sex she had shared with Seo Bong-hwa, her cheeks flushed like a newlywed bride on her wedding night. Her lower body still throbbed with a lingering heat.

When she turned her gaze, she saw Seo Bong-hwa sleeping peacefully, her sensual naked body barely covered by a thin blanket. Traces of dried white semen covered her thighs, the corners of her mouth, and nearly every inch of her skin. Seeing Seo Bong-hwa's lewd appearance, Su-a realized her own body must look much the same and blushed even deeper.

After comparing herself to Seo Bong-hwa for a moment and gazing at An Rok-san, Su-a gently rose and pressed her soft lips against his. It was her own small way of thanking him for the overwhelming pleasure he had given her.

Remembering how she had called An Rok-san “Gaga” the night before, Su-a’s already flushed face burned even hotter as she scolded herself. Yet despite the embarrassment, she felt no regret. She had shared her body with many men—Neung Gu-pyeong, Hyuk Bi, Namgung Cheon, and others—but the pleasure An Rok-san gave her was on an entirely different level. It was rough, addictive, and incomparable to anything she had experienced before.

Thinking of both An Rok-san and the man known as Arpa, Su-a began to seriously wonder whether her own body had grown lewd, or if those two NPCs simply possessed extraordinary sexual skill, bedroom techniques, and magnificent cocks.

Since beginning Changcheon Murim alongside Yoo Kang-hyun, Su-a had undergone countless changes. She had slept with many men, yet she had never wavered in her core. Though there had been dangerous moments, she had protected her chastity using the Jeongjeo Bujeok talisman, and despite many temptations, she had remained faithful to Yoo Kang-hyun throughout her time in Changcheon Murim.

But for the first time, her heart had truly faltered. There were many factors, but in the end, Su-a blamed only herself. At the same time, she could not deny that the scorching pleasure and blissful sex had shaken her as a woman.

After blushing for a while, Su-a kissed An Rok-san’s lips once more while nestled in his strong embrace. Then, careful not to wake the still-sleeping An Rok-san and Seo Bong-hwa, she slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom to wash away the traces of their passion.

Suddenly, Seo Bong-hwa opened her eyes and greeted her.

Even freshly awakened, Seo Bong-hwa’s beauty remained undiminished. Having experienced many men herself, Su-a had also known the opposite—nights spent only with women, and nights shared with multiple women and men alike. Seeing Seo Bong-hwa’s fully ripened, voluptuous body, Su-a thought that this mature woman possessed a completely different kind of beauty from her own.

Though she was over forty, her martial training had left her without an ounce of excess fat. Her full breasts, slightly drooping from bearing three children, only added to her sensuality and erotic charm, stirring Su-a’s own lust. As befitting a married woman, Seo Bong-hwa’s breasts were easily as large as Cindy’s. The slight sag only aroused Su-a’s carnal desires even more. To possess such elasticity and shape at an age when she had already borne three children was a natural gift.

Her face looked no older than her early thirties. For a brief moment, memories of the lesbian play she had enjoyed with Cindy flashed through Su-a’s mind, but realizing the sun was already high, she shook her head and made a suggestion.

Su-a and Seo Bong-hwa entered the bathroom together. As they used hot water ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to wash away the sticky white semen that covered their bodies, they blushed at the sight of each other. After bathing together, they helped one another dress. At that moment, An Rok-san opened his eyes and greeted them.

At An Rok-san’s words, both Su-a and Seo Bong-hwa blushed like wives greeting their husband and bowed respectfully, beginning their late day together.

Just as An Rok-san had predicted, there had been a small commotion when Seo Bong-hwa was nowhere to be found in her quarters and had not appeared even by the hour of Osi (between 11 a.m. and 1 p.m.). Fortunately, she appeared herself and calmed the situation.

Seo Bong-hwa, who had appeared late, felt a slight pang of guilt as she explained things to Dang Ga-ryeo, but at the same time she felt a thrill of excitement. Having lived her entire life as the dignified matriarch of the Sichuan Dang Clan, the forbidden act of adultery brought her an overwhelmingly immoral and thrilling pleasure.

And… Dang Seo-gun felt the same way.

Dang Ga-ryeo looked strangely at her father’s dazed expression for a moment, but soon dismissed it as unimportant. She moved with her mother to eat a late lunch, and Dang Seo-gun followed quietly behind them.

In An Rok-san’s quarters. After finishing their late lunch, An Rok-san’s group had gathered here to review the results of the mission Cindy and Hwa-ryun had brought back. While performing an obscene oral service on An Rok-san’s massive cock, Cindy was watching a video of herself being ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ravished by Dang Baek together with An Rok-san, Su-a, and Hwa-ryun.

Su-a and Hwa-ryun pressed their beautiful naked bodies against An Rok-san’s sides, rubbing themselves against his bare skin while happily pleasuring his hands. Cindy’s enormous breasts swayed heavily as she devoured his cock with wet, eager strokes of her mouth.

Su-a, who had been licking and fondling An Rok-san’s chest and nipples, asked her question. An Rok-san gently kneaded her breasts as he answered.

Suddenly pressing down on Cindy’s head, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠An Rok-san shoved his cock all the way into her throat. Overwhelmed by the thick scent of his manhood filling her throat, Cindy gushed juices from her pussy and struggled to swallow his enormous length.