Chapter 57: What Happens in Everyday Life When Geum Tae-yang Crashes a Family Home (4)
Chapter 57: What Happens in Everyday Life When Geum Tae-yang Crashes a Family Home (4)
Unfortunately, the threesome with Seol Yu-ran and Chi-chi fell through. Apparently, Chi-chi wasn't ready to share her body with someone who hadn't "come over" yet.
In the end, Chi-chi chatted with us for a while before returning to the medical hall, and Seol Yu-ran and I had a hot round together.
Maybe I went too far because I was so turned on by the way she mooed like a dairy cow while taking my cock from behind.
"Mm. Did I go a little too far?"
"Haa... haa..."
In the end, she passed out.
Seol Yu-ran had her broad, childbirth-widened ass raised, her upper body collapsed over her breasts as though they were a cushion. She let out shallow, ragged breaths. Her buttocks were cocked up toward me, and below them, her pussy puckered and fluttered, steam rising from it in little wisps. I wondered if I'd pumped too much essence into her.
The abundance of internal energy granted by dual cultivation, combined with the fulfillment she got from my seed, had been enough to make her pass out after only a few creampies.
Still, I didn't regret it.
'How could I possibly resist fucking a huge-titted married woman pretending to be a dairy cow?'
It had been time well spent.
"Hmm. Should I put it in for now?"
Fucking an unconscious woman as though I were raping her wasn't my thing.
I hadn't planned on thrusting my cock into her without restraint, but her pussy, still sloshing with semen, looked delicious, so I went ahead and inserted King Cock.
Squish.
I eased it in slowly, all the way to the hilt. Holding another man's wife in my arms as I filled her up, I returned to the cabin just like that.
...In the yard, Wi Ji-ja was doing squats while twerking his ass. It was hard on the eyes.
Just as I grimaced at the sight, he spotted me and scowled too.
There was no way a husband would take kindly to an outsider walking in with his wife's pussy wrapped around his cock. But I strode into the cabin as proudly as a victorious general.
No, I even made a point of flaunting the place where Seol Yu-ran and I were joined, with our sticky fluids leaking out of it, as I passed Wi Ji-ja.
As I went by, his expression was deeply stained with inferiority and defeat. But at the same time, I could see a strange stain spreading across the crotch of his pants, too.
His anger was perfectly reasonable by any ordinary standard, but because of the suggestion, his body was delighted by his twisted sexual tastes.
It was simply fascinating that his body and mind could be so at odds with each other. Usually, when the gap grew this wide, the suggestion would break and the victim would scream in despair. But even as Wi Ji-ja fell into depravity, he never showed the slightest sign that his sense of self was collapsing.
Was this what it meant to have been the Sword Saint of Zhongnan?
Through Qi Perception, I could tell that Wi Ji-bo was in her room, studying with a book open. She was only five years old, and she'd been frail ever since she was little, so I understood that books might feel more familiar to her than going outside to run around and play. Even so, I was worried.
Was it because I'd become Seol Yu-ran's new husband? Or was it...?
'There's no point worrying over it.'
I decided it wouldn't be a bad idea to reach a conclusion later, when the time came, and took Seol Yu-ran to the bathroom.
We'd gotten quite a bit of grass and dirt on us from having a round outside, so we needed to wash up. We could have shaken it all off by sending our power through our bodies, but how often did a man and woman like us take a bath together with no intention of having sex, and with the sincere goal of simply bathing?
Since the opportunity had presented itself, I'd wanted to do it—and immediately put that desire into action.
I filled the bathtub with water, then poured in my yang energy to heat it up.
The world had settled into a level of convenience not far behind the modern day, but whether it was because of the limits of technology or not, the water only got lukewarm, a little warmer than cool. So I used my yang energy to heat it properly.
Splash.
When I sank into the bathtub, it struck me how long it had been. In truth, it really had been a long time. For at least a few weeks, I'd been cleaning myself by releasing my internal energy instead of taking baths.
You could say I'd gone without the process of feeling my body grow refreshed.
Doing this again after so long made it feel as though the muscles knotted throughout my body were loosening pleasantly. My pores opened, and in a situation where "open" seemed an apt description, only the meaty rod between my legs remained stiff.
Maybe it was because the warm water was soothing my body after such an intense workout—sex counted as exercise, too, since it used plenty of muscles—but Seol Yu-ran also seemed to be slowly recovering from her exhaustion.
That was because the cock still inside her pussy was starting to get squeezed more actively. It was a sign that she was waking up.
"Hnnngh... Mm? Where am I...?"
"You're awake?"
"...You still have it in me. Honestly."
She said it as though she couldn't help it, but she seemed to like it deep down. In fact, she gently swayed and twisted her hips, carefully gripping King Cock with the folds of her pussy.
My erection grew even harder.
At this point, I wondered if a woman with it inside her felt like she had an iron rod in her instead of a meaty one.
"Hnnngh. You've already come so many times, and you're still going strong."
"Are you glad you became your disciple's bride?"
"...I'm happy I became my disciple's bride♡"
She said it readily in a voice full of coquettishness, squeezing her pussy tight around me with nothing but sincerity.
I wrapped my palm around the Central Plains' finest breasts and squeezed. Even though I'd grabbed as much as I could, there was still plenty left over; her tits were so enormous they really did bring a dairy cow to mind.
As we carried on with some rather lewd displays of affection in the warm bathtub, a question occurred to me, so I asked her.
"But, Master, why do you act so differently when you're being coy and when you're carrying yourself properly as a master? Your way of speaking keeps going back and forth, so sometimes I get confused."
"...Does it displease you?"
The thought that I might actually give her that answer seemed to leave her anxiously on edge. She couldn't hide her unease, and the way her vaginal muscles clenched tight was cute—if cute was the word for it.
"I was just curious. So, what's the answer?"
"Hmm. If I had to say why I make a point of distinguishing between the two... I suppose it has to do with the difference in our ways of life."
"The difference in our ways of life?"
Seol Yu-ran nodded and continued.
"In the culture of the North Sea, the head of the household is not a man, but a woman. Perhaps because of that, the power structure within the family is strangely reversed. Women often find themselves in positions where they must be composed and wrap themselves in an air of dignity. In particular, at the Ice Palace, this is taught from childhood."
"So that's why you use such an old-fart way of speaking."
"I don't know what 'old fart' means, but it sounds quite offensive. What does it mean?"
"It means someone who's very rigid and old-fashioned. Usually, people like that speak stiffly, don't they?"
"......"
Seol Yu-ran, who had suddenly been branded a very rigid and old-fashioned person, puffed her cheeks slightly in displeasure and glared at me.
"Peck."
"I'm still not over it."
"Peck, peck."
"...I said that won't do."
"Peck, peck, peck."
"......If you're going to do it, do it on my lips."
"Mwaah!"
"Smack, smack♡"
But even that resentment melted away like ice in the sun as I kept kissing her, and she soon went all soft and pliant.
To think that such an adorable woman was married. Long live the smutty martial arts world.
Her lips, now thoroughly smeared with my saliva, gleamed. Anyone who saw them would know we'd been kissing deeply.
With a satisfied look on her face, Seol Yu-ran resumed her explanation.
"The women of the North Sea are the heads of their households, and yet they also devote themselves to their husbands. The North Sea is cold and overflowing with yin energy, so it's an environment in which men grow up frail. But when this culture is brought to the Central Plains, a contradiction arises."
"In the Central Plains, delicate and gentle women tend to be popular."
"Exactly. If a woman is to devote herself to her husband, then she ought to behave gently and tenderly. But the words and conduct instilled in me by the custom that I must be composed simply won't leave me. And since you, my disciple, don't require me to act like the sort of woman the Central Plains desires..."
"So you acted stiffly out of old habit."
She nodded, affirming my guess.
In other words, from the day she accepted me as her disciple, she hadn't even considered me a member of the male sex. Thanks to that, when she let her guard down after the Green Forest King's unexpected attack, I'd been able to take advantage of her and rape her with my cock.
Still, she hadn't even regarded this Geum Tae-yang as a male.
That stung my pride a little.
Splash.
Schlup.
"Eek?! D-Disciple?"
"Master, this unworthy disciple can understand with a broad heart if he's looked down on as a martial artist, but being looked down on as a male is something I simply cannot stand."
Therefore, I sentence you to underwater intercourse.
I gripped her huge tits a little more firmly so she couldn't get away, then began to dance my pelvis.
Schlup. Schlup. Schlup.
Splash. Splash. Splash.
"Ah, ah, haaah. This, because of the water, hngh, it feels different from usual...! Ah, ugh. Uuh-aaah!"
The water served as lubricant, letting King Cock slide in and out of her cunt as smoothly as a dance. Seol Yu-ran was helplessly getting her cunt pounded again and again. She hadn't seemed to have any intention of resisting in the first place, but the unfamiliar underwater intercourse made her instinctively thrash about.
"Ah! Hah! Please, just get up and fuck me...!"
"Master, how did I tell you to cry?"
"U-Ummoooo~!"
Her coquettish moans hitched at her disciple's forceful command, then changed all at once into the filthy bawling of an animal.
Splash. Splash.
The bathwater splashed, serving as a screen that muffled Seol Yu-ran's cowlike cries. Even without putting up a Qi Barrier, maybe Wi Ji-bo would just assume that someone was splashing around in the water and leave it at that.
That was when it happened.
Bang!
Perhaps because he'd been diligently practicing the Celibacy Art, Wi Ji-ja burst into the bathroom, his entire body drenched in sweat!
But—
"Ummoooo...! Ummooo!"
Seol Yu-ran was too busy imitating a cow to even notice her husband's presence.
Was Wi Ji-ja angry at the sight of his wife being treated like a cow, or was he getting excited?
His face turned red and then pale.
Then I had a fun idea, and decided to put it into action right away. I grabbed Seol Yu-ran's nipple and twisted it.
Squeeze.
"Mm, haaah...!!"
When I twisted her nipple, Seol Yu-ran's cunt spasmed and she came. She leaned against my chest as though she were about to bury the back of her head right into it. I supported her so she wouldn't notice Wi Ji-ja, and asked her in a slightly louder voice, right by her ear.
Loud enough for Wi Ji-ja, standing stiffly frozen by the door, to hear, too.
"Feels better than your husband's tiny cock, doesn't it?"
Flinch.
Wi Ji-ja's complexion turned deathly pale.
'Just as I thought.'
So that was the one thing he didn't want to hear.
But it was already too late.
"It feels good♡ My disciple's big, hard King Cock, filling me up with his seed, is so much better than my husband's premature little cock that dies after one quick shot♡"
Thud.
I heard someone collapse behind me, but I didn't let it show. Seol Yu-ran, too, was savoring the afterglow of her cunt's climax and paid it no mind.
I gently shut the bathroom door with Void Grasp, then—
Schlup. Schlup. Schlup.
Splash. Splash. Splash.
"How is it? Underwater intercourse isn't so bad, is it?"
"Ah♡ Ah♡ Underwater intercourse is lovely...! Haaah!!"
I kept up the underwater intercourse until Seol Yu-ran fainted once more.
After all, this was a punishment of underwater intercourse.