The Scent of a Superior Male
Seo Bong-hwa’s voice was soft, almost reverent, as she gazed at Bang Se-hwa with a knowing smile.
"Yes… He really is… extraordinary."
Bang Se-hwa’s eyes widened at the outrageous suggestion. Under normal circumstances, she would never have entertained such words. As the matriarch of the Baehwa Sect and the wife of Mu Gucheon—the Dark Heaven Demon Emperor, the unspoken strongest under heaven—she had upheld grace and dignity her entire life, preserving her chastity without fail. Yet at this very moment, that long-held virtue was beginning to crack.
"H-how exactly… do I hone those skills?"
"T-that’s…!"
It was pure sophistry, yet Bang Se-hwa’s pupils trembled violently. Noticing her inner conflict, Seo Bong-hwa shot a meaningful glance at An Rok-san. He rose slowly and approached the elegant matriarch.
He stopped right in front of her face and, without a word, thrust his massive manhood forward. A thick, dark-red pillar of flesh filled Bang Se-hwa’s entire field of vision. Before she even realized what she was doing, she inhaled the scent of the cock hovering before her nose. The moment that rich, masculine aroma—something she had not tasted in over ten years—entered her lungs, her body reacted entirely on its own, independent of her will.
Fssshhh!!
Tremble♥
"Haaah…!"
An Rok-san’s cock carried an indescribably thick, heady scent. It was the mingled aroma of semen and love juices that had just been pumped into both Seo Bong-hwa’s and Dang Ga-ryeo’s pussies. The smell was undeniably pungent and obscene. Yet, strangely, Bang Se-hwa found herself craving it even more intensely. With a single deep breath through her nose, her pussy gushed with nectar and she reached climax instantly.
Her whole body shuddered. The scent was both revoltingly filthy and unbearably sweet—an addictive contradiction. Overwhelmed, Bang Se-hwa unconsciously pressed her face closer to An Rok-san’s cock and began sniffing it with shameless hunger.
"Sniff… sniff… Haaah~♥"
The once-dignified matriarch of the Baehwa Sect, a graceful married woman, now wore an expression no noble lady should ever show as she greedily inhaled the scent of another man’s cock. Her body began reacting in earnest. Clear love juices trickled down her thighs, forming a puddle on the floor. Her clitoris swelled, straining against her underwear as if trying to burst through. Her nipples, too, stiffened dramatically, poking visibly against her clothes and revealing just how aroused she had become.
After several minutes of inhaling the scent of An Rok-san’s throbbing shaft, Bang Se-hwa grasped the massive, vein-riddled dark-red meat rod with both hands. She moved her face to the tip of the glans, pressed her nose against it, and inhaled again, her expression melting into pure ecstasy.
"Haaang~"
Seo Bong-hwa, who had grown accustomed to this scent along with Su-a, Cindy, Hwa-ryeon, and Ga-ryeo, knew exactly how overwhelming and repulsive it felt to other women the first time. Watching Bang Se-hwa bury her face in An Rok-san’s cock and sniff without pause, she realized the elegant woman harbored a powerful scent fetish and let out a soft laugh.
A noblewoman who loves the smell… I’m no saint myself, but Se-hwa is quite the pervert too. Hehe~
"Hngh… Y-yes…"
Still sniffing the glans, Bang Se-hwa answered without thinking. She turned her head slightly and began dragging her lips along the side of An Rok-san’s thick shaft.
"Mmm… Ahm… Lick, lick~♥"
True to her experience as a mature married woman, she did not immediately try to swallow the enormous cock that would barely fit in her mouth. Instead, she chose to stimulate the shaft and other parts first. She instinctively understood that this method was far easier and allowed her tongue greater freedom. With practiced skill, she ran her tongue along the entire length of the long, thick rod, teasing it just enough.
She felt An Rok-san’s cock grow even harder under her oral service. The realization that a superior male was taking pleasure from her mouth sent a rush of heat through Bang Se-hwa’s chest. She stared in rapture at his cock, now glistening with her saliva. Seo Bong-hwa gently stopped her, then guided the trembling woman onto the bed.
Laying Bang Se-hwa down, Seo Bong-hwa spread her legs wide toward An Rok-san. Before his eyes, the elegant matriarch’s flower garden was fully revealed.
Bang Se-hwa’s body was breathtaking. Known in the past as the Small Poison Witch and now the Demon Empress, matriarch of the Baehwa Sect, her breasts were as large as Seo Bong-hwa’s and Cindy’s—perhaps even slightly larger in areola size—thanks to having borne children. The slightly darker hue of her areolas stood proudly, seducing both An Rok-san and Seo Bong-hwa. Though her breasts were similar in size to Seo Bong-hwa’s, her higher martial cultivation meant far less sag. Her pussy, too, was just as aroused as her nipples. Her clitoris had swollen to the size of a small finger, clearly displaying how intensely excited she was.
Even to another married woman like Seo Bong-hwa, Bang Se-hwa’s body was stunning. She swallowed hard, admiring the different yet equally captivating allure of the other matriarch. After months of traveling the martial world with Su-a, Cindy, and Hwa-ryeon, indulging in every pleasure, Seo Bong-hwa had long since lost any aversion to sharing pleasure with another woman. Moreover, since her own daughter Dang Ga-ryeo had already submitted to the same man, becoming aroused at the sight of Bang Se-hwa was only natural. The added thrill of a righteous sect’s matriarch defiling the wife of a demonic sect leader brought her not only physical but profound mental satisfaction.
Seo Bong-hwa grasped An Rok-san’s cock and began rubbing it against Bang Se-hwa’s exposed, glistening pussy. With each stroke, the elegant woman’s folds produced even more nectar. The moment the hot, rock-hard shaft pressed against her entrance, Bang Se-hwa could no longer hold back her moans, letting out heated, feminine cries.
Schlick… schlick… squelch… squelch…
"Mmmh…♥ Hngh… Mmmh♥!!"
Bang Se-hwa’s love juices and An Rok-san’s precum acted as natural lubricant, quickly coating both their sexes. As his glans nudged her swollen clitoris, she could no longer endure. A light orgasm washed over her.
Fssshhh!!
"Haaaaaaaahng♥!!!"
What… what is this…?! He only touched it… It’s so hot… and suddenly this shiver…!
The instant An Rok-san’s enormous glans pressed against her clitoris, Bang Se-hwa climaxed. Yet An Rok-san showed no mercy, continuing to grind his cock against her sensitive nub. Before she could even ride out the aftershocks, fresh waves of pleasure surged through her. Hot gasps poured endlessly from her lips.
Squelch, squelch, squish, squish…
"Haaang!!! W-wait… Aahng! Just a little… let me rest!! Elder An Rok-san… please!!!♥ Haaang♥~!"
The wet sounds echoed as the woman once called the Small Poison Witch could only moan like a wanton slut. She could have escaped anytime she wished. Her reason screamed at her to pull away for Mu Gucheon’s sake, yet her instincts completely overpowered that fragile logic. After more than ten years without intimacy with her husband, having already borne two children and reached the peak of her sexual maturity, even the most virtuous and refined woman could not maintain her sanity. Seo Bong-hwa knew this better than anyone—because she had experienced the same transformation herself. That was why she could so skillfully draw out Bang Se-hwa’s pleasure.
Shuuuuuuu!!!
Spluuuurt!!!
"Kyaaaaaaaahng♥♥~~~!!!!"
Once again, an enormous gush of love juice sprayed out, accompanied by a powerful squirt. Bang Se-hwa felt as though she were urinating. A clear stream of fluid jetted out, soaking An Rok-san’s skin. Overwhelmed by shame and humiliation, she could not stop the embarrassing release. Watching the spectacle, Seo Bong-hwa realized the time had come. She began to move in earnest.