Chapter 49: Cuckoo Life (6)
Chapter 49: Cuckoo Life (6)
Since I had permission, I decided to go all out and do it right out in the open. I took off my shirt, revealing a muscular body that gleamed bronze, like chocolate.
Until then, both of them had looked simply bored.
But when I stripped off my pants as well and exposed my manhood, their reactions changed unmistakably.
Even Seol Yu-ran, who was used to seeing me naked, swallowed audibly. Wi Ji-ja, seeing it for the first time, flinched and could not hide his shock.
After all, my King Cock was a full foot long, and so enormous that even the black guys in Western porn would have to concede a few points to it.
To put it in slightly exaggerated terms, any man who saw the might of my King Cock—thicker than Wi Ji-bo's forearm—would have no choice but to feel inadequate.
Wi Ji-ja, whose inadequacy was already firmly established by virtue of being a eunuch, was simply very surprised. In fact, his eyes gleamed as if he were looking forward to what was about to happen. Was he imagining his wife being pierced by my erect cock?
Honestly, this is a little off-putting.
It was the moment I learned just how ugly a middle-aged pretty boy could look, panting with excitement over his NTR fantasies.
I was displeased simply by the fact that I was standing there with my erect cock exposed in front of that filthy son of a bitch.
But the situation was so much hotter than that displeasure that my erection had no intention of going down.
Wasn't there a frustrated married woman whose husband, Wi Ji-ja, stood right beside her, and yet whose gaze was fixed on my shaft, her eyes transfixed and not moving a muscle? And on top of that, that MILF had such beautiful looks that, thanks to her inner power, she was in no way inferior to a young Rising Star in her twenties—aside from her mature allure.
There was no way I could resist this.
Ordinary men might not feel like having sex with a married woman while her husband stood right beside them, but I was the Lust Demon.
Which meant I could do it as much as I wanted.
"Sword Saint. I'll ask one last time. Are you sure you're all right with me having an affair with my master?"
"...Pretend I'm not here, and do whatever you want."
"Understood. Then I'll do as I please, just as you said."
"Go ahead."
Only after I had received her clear permission did I approach Seol Yu-ran naked. When her tanned, muscular disciple came toward her in the nude, Seol Yu-ran flinched.
My King Cock was dangling, so I could tell from the faint tremor in her pupils that her gaze was fixed on it.
The moment she got her husband's permission, she was already eager to have me fuck her. She was unbelievably lewd. I vowed that someday I would make that lewd woman's lust focus entirely on me, then stepped in front of her.
I reached out and grasped her huge breasts, tracing their curves through her clothes.
When I suddenly squeezed her tits, Seol Yu-ran let out a moan, her face turning bright red.
Shame and betrayal were blending together so perfectly that they were turning into pleasure. The fact that she was not only having an affair, but betraying her husband right in front of him, seemed to be what made it so arousing.
[I won't speak informally like usual.]
[All of a sudden? Are you trying to show some manners now?]
[I can't casually talk down to someone else's wife in front of her husband. Then he might not give me permission to fuck you while we're having an affair, and I'd be the one to lose out.]
Even if he had permitted the affair, Wi Ji-ja wouldn't like it if I treated her like a possession. Seol Yu-ran was, after all, "his possession."
Rather than risk losing permission to have an affair over something as trivial as whether I used casual or polite speech, I would just play the part of a well-mannered disciple.
Seol Yu-ran gave me an incredulous look.
[Honestly....]
"You really are a lewd disciple."
Contrary to her words, she bent forward slightly and pushed out her upper body. I parted the collar she had pushed out to make her prominent MILF tits easier to grab, and fondled her bare breasts.
In return, I thrust my lower body toward her and said,
"Yes. This disciple's body is far too hot. Please cool me down, Master."
"All right. Then... stick your cock out farther."
"Okay."
Seol Yu-ran hesitated as she said the vulgar word "cock," glancing at her husband as she did. She was every bit the married woman having an affair, and it was fucking hot.
Seol Yu-ran placed both hands on the erect cock thrust out in front of her.
With both hands, she began stroking her disciple's illicit cock up and down, giving me a handjob.
Amid the pleasant, tipsy rush of pleasure, I glanced to the side and saw Wi Ji-ja breathing hard, both hands inside his pants. Perhaps he couldn't believe that his wife was stroking my magnificent King Cock—one that was incomparably bigger than his own tiny cock—with such practiced hands.
He watched the hand stroking my King Cock, then looked at his wife's flushed face, his breathing growing even more ragged.
The look on his panting face was one of pleasure, painted over with inadequacy and betrayal.
His reason knew he shouldn't feel this way, and yet he couldn't resist the pleasure he took in crossing that line. He stared at us intently, as though unable to look away.
"Hngh. Master, please go a little faster."
"...Hah. A-all right."
Smack, smack, smack, smack!
Her hand moved even faster now. In the soft sweep of her palms, wrapped around my King Cock and stroking it with both hands, I could feel her desire for my seed being conveyed to me.
While she pleasured me with her hands, I began taking off her clothes.
More and more of her skin, fair and lovely as white jade, was revealed. Her breasts were as big as watermelons, and perhaps because she had so much yin energy, they barely sagged at all.
They did droop under their own weight, but they maintained their shape so well that you could say they hardly sagged at all.
If it was all thanks to the internal energy she had gained from eating ice crystals, then I could understand.
Did that mean the greatest pair of breasts in the Central Plains was a sort of internal-energy pouch?
"Master. I-I think I'm about to come."
"Really? You can't come on the floor, so... cum in your master's hand."
The MILF, now completely naked with even her underwear removed, rubbed the tip of my cock with her left palm while continuing to jerk me off with her right hand. The sensitive, soft sensation against my glans was so good that I couldn't hold back, and I poured out my seed.
"Bwoooosh. Brrrwwt."
The forceful ejaculation began pounding against her palm, and soon it was overflowing. For all her bold talk about catching it in her hand, it spilled over in no time, dirtying the floor.
Seol Yu-ran stared at the puddle that had formed on the floor, as though someone had spilled a cup of water. Then she licked the thick semen smeared across her hand, cleaning it off.
She was so seductive that my cock, which had been on the verge of dying from the intensity of my climax, immediately swelled with renewed vigor and grew hard again.
Smiling with her eyes at my hefty King Cock, standing straight up toward the sky, she bent her knees and pressed her face close to it, extending her tongue. The MILF's lovely tongue licked up my cock's shaft.
She lapped up the rich, thick seed clinging to the meat pole as though it were some kind of delicacy.
"Lick. Lick."
"Hah. Hah."
The gasps coming out now weren't mine.
Wi Ji-ja, who could be called a special spectator, was worked up by the lewd sight of her licking clean a stranger's cock. Seeing that, I spoke to Seol Yu-ran.
[Master. Your husband seems pretty excited.]
[Be quiet.]
[Looks like he's getting vicarious satisfaction through me. He's projecting the fantasy that my cock is his. Why don't you clean it more passionately?]
"...Slurp. Schlp. Lick. Lick. Suck, suck."
"Hah?!"
Wi Ji-ja panted at the now much more blatant cock-sucking. Hearing her husband's moan, Seol Yu-ran smiled with relief in her eyes and began to throw herself into the affair more eagerly.
She reached beneath my cock and took hold of my balls, the most delicate part of me.
Rolling the balls she held in her lovely hand, she massaged and fondled them.
"Lick. Suck....Gulp. Gulp."
Before long, my King Cock was glistening, slick with her own pure white saliva instead of cloudy semen. Seol Yu-ran nodded and said,
"Mmm. It's so rich. You're very healthy today, too."
"You're glad your disciple's cock is healthy, aren't you?"
"Yes. It's enough to make me think, So this is what a man's taste is like."
Seol Yu-ran's eyes flicked toward Wi Ji-ja for an instant. After finishing cleaning my cock and even swallowing the fluid, she saw her husband staring this way with bloodshot eyes, panting. She seemed lost in a strange thought.
[Why is my husband acting like that? Shouldn't he be disgusted instead?]
[I told you. I think he's projecting himself onto me. It's a form of vicarious satisfaction.]
[Vicarious satisfaction?]
[He thinks what I'm doing is his own. He considers my King Cock his, and watches you being pierced by this manhood while telling himself that he's such a virile man. It's a kind of inferiority complex. I suspect your husband's impotent.]
[Ah, so that's why he gets even more excited when I suck you so eagerly.]
Had she accepted that her husband would enjoy it more if she acted even more lewdly?
Seol Yu-ran seemed to decide that there was no need to hesitate any longer. She began to display her adulterous cunt more blatantly. Rising to her feet, she turned her body around.
Then she braced one hand against the wall and slipped the other between her thighs, spreading apart the lips of her female opening, which was dripping with sweet nectar.
She showed both me and Wi Ji-ja at the same time the sight of her inner flesh, with the folds of her vagina blatantly visible to the naked eye.
A scene so lewd it was downright vulgar.
Even a courtesan at a Red Pavilion who sold her body for money would feel guilty about doing so if she saw this.
"Disciple."
"Yes, Master."
"That scorching heat gathered in your cock... As your master, I shall cool it with my cunt."
"That's not it. There must be something else you can say, right?"
As if praising her large, childbirth-worn ass, I ran my palm down over it.
[You said you'd give me your pussy as if I were your husband. Say something more vulgar, something that'll get me worked up... You know what I mean.]
"......"
Her silent gaze stole a glance at her husband. Seeing him with his hand inside his waistband, seemingly jerking off while still flaccid, she was able to make up her mind.
She bent her back into a crescent moon, pushed her ass farther toward me, and said:
"Fuck my pussy."
"Master!"
My King Cock lunged at her like a beast, sliding into her dripping-wet pussy and plunging all the way in.
Sluuurp!
"Ooh, gosh♡"
She climaxed with an expression no mother should ever make. As she braced herself against the wall, I filled both hands with her tits and squeezed them hard.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Adulterous sex, beginning right in front of her husband's eyes. Maybe it was because we had an audience—her own husband, no less—but the married woman's pussy wriggled and clenched its folds more deliciously than ever today.
The sound of our genitals joining together rang out so loudly that I couldn't hear the husband panting as he watched his wife fucking around.
Smack, smack, smack, smack♡
"Ngghoo!"
Though my pace remained fast, I thrust with a gentle cock, softly tapping her cervix with my glans, and Seol Yu-ran melted into ripples of pleasure.
"Your pussy made my cock feel so much better, Master! How about you?"
"Your cock feels so goood! Hk, hnt, ngh.... I love how deep your cock is thrusting into me...! Ohhh!"
"Here comes a good, hard pounding for the pussy you love, Master!"
My shameless cock thrusting began, slapping my cock against the mound of her pussy over and over. Her childbirth-widened ass took the impact of my pelvic bone without a problem, acting as a buffer against my rear-entry thrusts.
Wham! Wham! Wham!
The flesh of her ass rippled like waves. Could something as simple as flesh rippling look so lewd?
I wondered if it was impossible to put on a show like this without a god-given talent for it.
Squelchsquelchsquelchsquelch!
"Ohhh! Nghat, hat, haaaah...!"
She cried out so loudly beneath my merciless thrusts that I worried her voice might give out, and I grabbed her by the chin.
I forced her to turn and face me, then pressed my lips to hers.
Our lips rubbed together, and our tongues coiled around each other like slugs, exchanging saliva. The sticky, gooey kisses were obscene to anyone who saw them.
Half a meal's time of deep kissing with Seol Yu-ran was enough to knock out all three meals for the day. It was so satisfying I felt full.
Squeezing her tits, I cried out:
"Master, I'm cumming...!"
"Haah! Haaah♡ O-outside...!"
"Yes! Squeeze my thighs tight. Like your pussy!"
"Ngh, yes! I'll squeeze my thighs... like a pussy...!"
Somehow, she gathered her legs together and strained with all her might, though they trembled like a newborn fawn's. The blissful squeeze of her pussy made me consider betraying her and cumming inside her, but I sensed Wi Ji-ja's gaze about to turn cold, so I changed my mind.
Just before I came, I pulled out my swollen cock, wedged it between her thighs, and ejaculated.
Bwoosh. Frrrrt.
A massive load of semen shot out from between Seol Yu-ran's thighs. The milky fluid dirtied the wall of the room where the married couple slept together.
It was so thrilling, as if I were marking my territory. It was a different kind of marking territory from cumming inside another man's wife's pussy, you could say.
"Whew. I enjoyed your adulterous pussy, Master."
"......Yes."
Even though she had told me to cum outside, Seol Yu-ran couldn't quite shake her lingering regret as she stared at the semen smeared all over the wall.
Meanwhile, apparently having gotten a grand dose of vicarious satisfaction from being cuckolded, Wi Ji-ja approached our adulterous master and disciple, a stain on the front of his trousers, and said:
"Wife. Physician Geum. You've both worked hard. Now we need to clean up, so Physician Geum, please go home."
He was saying that he'd had his fill, so now I could get lost.
Even after coming twice, my stamina was still perfectly fine, but it seemed Wi Ji-ja had already reached his limit.
The puny cock that had gotten hard from being cuckolded must have hit its limit and gone limp again. Even so, wasn't stopping after just one ejaculation a bit much for a martial artist who had once been a master in the Peak Realm?
No wonder Seol Yu-ran had become a bundle of unmet desire.
"I'll take my leave for today. But I'll come back tomorrow to treat the young lady."
"Yes, I understand."
And so, leaving behind my regret at not being able to enjoy her adulterous pussy any longer, I was just about to leave the bedroom.
That was when I saw the expression on Seol Yu-ran's face, from behind Wi Ji-ja.
"......"
She stared contemptuously at the size of the stain on her husband's crotch—
and yet wore an inscrutable expression, as if to say, Could it be?