The Matriarch's Carnal Awakening
As soon as Jung Su-a stepped into the bedroom assigned to her and the door clicked shut, the thick, sweltering heat and heavy scent of night-blooming flowers inside the room caused even more slick fluid to gush from Seo Bong-hwa’s already drenched undergarments. Yet a final fragment of reason shrieked at her to flee. As the matriarch of the Sichuan Dang Clan, she carried the weight of that noble title on her shoulders. With superhuman restraint, Seo Bong-hwa crushed the burning demands of her body and instincts, then—trembling without realizing it—blurted out a frantic excuse.
“Th-this… is… um… I… brought some honey water for Miss Jung Su-a…”
An Rok-san approached her with a lewd, knowing smirk. Seo Bong-hwa could not stop the towering, completely naked man. Seeing the massive cock that had just been ruthlessly pounding Jung Su-a’s pussy swinging heavily between his legs, all she could do was squeeze her eyes shut and turn her flushed face away.
Without a word, An Rok-san reached out and stirred the soaked folds between her thighs. His rough, masculine touch sent jolts through her drenched rear. Strangely, Seo Bong-hwa found herself unable to pull away or resist. The thought that she must uphold her chastity and dignity as the wife of the Sichuan Dang Clan’s patriarch flickered through her mind, but in front of this man it felt utterly meaningless.
The next instant, something hot, hard, and enormous was pressed into her hand. Seo Bong-hwa’s eyes flew open in shock of an entirely different kind.
It can’t be! He just came inside Miss Jung Su-a four times between her pussy and ass, yet it’s still this hard… this scorching hot!
Even after releasing four loads into Su-a’s holes, An Rok-san’s monstrous shaft showed no sign of softening. Seo Bong-hwa unconsciously compared him to her husband, Dang Seo-gun, who would collapse exhausted after a single round, and a helpless wave of admiration washed over her.
She cautiously opened her eyes and turned her head. An Rok-san’s towering frame loomed above her, watching with a wicked smile. A strange, intoxicating feeling bloomed in her chest. Though she could barely understand it herself, an overwhelming desire to be conquered by the man before her surged through her heart.
In the end, Seo Bong-hwa surrendered to that desire.
She slowly sank to her knees and reached out with both hands, gently stroking the massive cock. It was coated with a sticky mixture of An Rok-san’s semen and Jung Su-a’s juices. She worked the fluids toward the swollen glans, then lowered her head and extended her tongue, licking and drinking from it.
“Hahup… slurp, slurp~ chuluup… smack… smooch… gulp, gulp~”
She shook her head slowly at first, taking the enormous length deeper into her mouth. Then her feminine instincts and long-suppressed lust exploded. Her head began to bob back and forth with increasing speed.
“Shluuurp! …Shlup!… Shlurrp! …Uuuup! Ahup~♥”
It’s so huge♥… Nothing like my husband’s…♥ How can a man’s cock be this big… Haaang♥
She sucked with far more lewdness and passion than she had ever shown Dang Seo-gun. When An Rok-san placed a hand on her head, she knew he was pleased. A woman’s joy surged through her, and she serviced him with even greater devotion.
I can make him feel better than Su-a did.
The thought that she, a married woman, could pleasure this superior male more than the girl who had just been under him sparked a competitive fire between woman and woman. To defeat Su-a, Seo Bong-hwa parted the front of her robes, untied the cloth that bound her enormous breasts in a single motion, and freed them.
Her chest, nearly rivaling the foreign beauty Cindy’s in size and fullness, spilled out. She cupped the heavy globes, sandwiched An Rok-san’s massive cock between them, and began to stroke.
Squish♥ Squish♥ Squish♥
“Hauup…♥ slurp slurp! Shlop… smack… shllup~♥”
The sensation of being enveloped in such soft, heavenly flesh drew a low groan from An Rok-san. Hearing his pleasured sound, Seo Bong-hwa grew even more fervent. She gathered saliva, let it drip onto the glans, and continued pumping her breasts while licking and sucking the hot tip. She looked every bit the wanton courtesan selling her body for coin.
These shameless techniques were something she had only read about in secret manuals out of curiosity. She had never performed them for her own husband. Yet here she was, lavishing such devoted service on a man she had only just met. Even Seo Bong-hwa could not explain why. But at that moment, understanding no longer mattered. She simply wanted to do anything that would please the dominant male standing before her.
“Well done.”
An Rok-san’s single, casual compliment while stroking her hair sent a rush of emotion swelling in Seo Bong-hwa’s chest. A bright, involuntary smile bloomed on her face. She didn’t understand why, but that simple praise brought her more joy and ecstasy than all the compliments her husband Dang Seo-gun had ever given her combined. The thought that she had bested even the beautiful Jung Su-a filled her with a womanly sense of superiority.
Encouraged by his praise and touch, she rubbed her hardened pink nipples against the sensitive glans to heighten his pleasure. Suddenly his hand tightened in her hair and pulled her forward. An Rok-san drove his cock straight down her throat. Without hesitation, Seo Bong-hwa opened wide and swallowed him to the root.
Thanks to his towering height, she had to grip his hips and slam her head back and forth violently to service him. Saliva poured from the corners of her stretched lips, running down her chin and onto her swaying breasts.
Slurrrp, shlurp, glorp
“Uuuup♥!… Shlup!… Shluuuup!… Shlurp♥!… Shlup! Ubuuung~♥!”
Every time her head rocked, her massive breasts jiggled heavily. If anyone had witnessed the matriarch of the Sichuan Dang Clan—the ruler of Sichuan—performing obscene bedroom arts on a stranger that she had never even offered her own husband, using techniques far more skillful and depraved than anything she had done in her marital bed, they would never have believed it.
While she was lost in devouring his cock, a pair of soft hands suddenly reached around from behind and grabbed her voluptuous breasts, squeezing and kneading them roughly.
Squeeze! Knead, knead. Squish, squish.
“Uuuup?!”
Startled by the sudden stimulation, Seo Bong-hwa still managed—true to her experience as a mother of three—not to scrape him with her teeth. She quickly pulled her mouth off An Rok-san’s shaft and looked back.
There stood Jung Su-a, who had supposedly passed out from overwhelming pleasure, now wearing a lewd smile. She was groping Seo Bong-hwa’s heavy breasts like dough, teasing her without mercy.
“Shluuup~ Madam Seo… your skin and breasts are so incredibly soft~♥”
“Hnnk… J-Jung Su-a?!”
Su-a pressed her own chest against Seo Bong-hwa’s back while continuing to torment her breasts, pinching and tugging at the hardened nipples. Seo Bong-hwa’s chest bounced and slapped with wet, obscene sounds under Su-a’s skillful hands. When Su-a began licking along her spine, Seo Bong-hwa let out a broken moan and tried to protest.
“Hnnk!! S-stop! Miss Jung Su-a… what are you doing between women… Aang♥!”
“Oh my~ Madam Seo… you’re more innocent than I expected. Being women doesn’t matter right now. Come on—don’t you need to finish drinking Master An Rok-san’s cock? You look so empty without it~?”
Su-a’s mischievous tone and expression as she toyed with her made Seo Bong-hwa snap back to her senses. She turned forward again. The massive cock, now glistening with her saliva, An Rok-san’s semen, and Su-a’s own juices, radiated heat right in front of her face. Her eyes grew hazy once more. She swallowed hard as the desire that had briefly retreated came flooding back stronger than before.
On top of that, Su-a’s caresses attacked her weak points with terrifying precision, as if they shared the same body. One hand tormented her nipples while the other slipped between her legs, peeling away the useless, soaked underwear and stroking her swollen clit. Su-a’s tongue traced her back and the nape of her neck. Unbearable pleasure surged through Seo Bong-hwa.
“Hehe… Madam Seo… you’re so beautiful♥”
Having spent much time with Seo Bong-hwa back in Changcheon Murim, Su-a already knew every sensitive spot on her body. Even in this new game called Endless Universe, her knowledge allowed her to dismantle the matriarch’s defenses in moments. The three of them sank helplessly into an inescapable swamp of ecstasy.