Chapter 60: You're Too ○○... (3)
Chapter 60: You're Too ○○... (3)
Seol Yu-ran's pussy had become a complete semen receptacle of a master, and its squeezing felt a little different from usual. It had gotten better back when she'd said she wanted to become my pussy, too—but now it was just a little better still.
No, maybe "better" wasn't the right word. It had become a little more blatant.
It was a vaginal squeeze that expressed her intentions as clearly as saying, "I'm ready to receive your baby anytime!"
Seol Yu-ran's pussy showed off its new squeeze while taking my thrusting cock in an all-naked dogeza pose. As expected, it was a legendary pussy. My semen-storage tank, the one that would store my baby batter, urged me to hurry up and creampie her so it could fulfill its role.
Now that she was my female, I didn't mind when I came, so I didn't try to hold back as the feeling of ejaculation rose.
"Master. I think I'm going to come soon."
"E-eh, ngh. Plant your disciple's seed in your master's pussy♡ Ahak!"
"I'm filling the semen tank with baby batter!"
"Ooh!"
I thrust in until my cock and balls pressed tight against the mound of her pussy. Then, with enough force to nearly crush her womb, I stabbed inside Seol Yu-ran and came in her, her insides barely managing to take all of King Cock.
Here comes a creampie full of responsibility!
"Bwoooosh. Brrrurrrt."
Maybe because I thought it was fine to get her pregnant now, my sperm shot out with vigor. A massive ejaculation, enough to more than fill her womb, flooded her pussy.
I could feel semen leaking back out around where we were joined.
I can't hold back.
Just enjoying the pleasure of coming felt a little unsatisfying, so I kept thrusting gently.
"Puh-choo. Puh-choo. Puh-choo."
"Ahik?! Nngoooh...! A-are you moving while you're coming? Do you like your master's pussy that much? Oh!"
"How could my cock stay still inside such a lewd pussy? Master, I'm going to use your pussy."
"U-use it as much as you like♡ This master's pussy belongs to her disciple, after all."
That was how a considerable amount of semen leaked back out around where we were joined and formed a small puddle. She was trembling in her naked dogeza, her pussy still climaxing, so I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back.
With her head thrown back, she wore the very picture of an ahegao, the face that was practically synonymous with arousal. Her eyes were opened so wide they looked ready to roll back, and with drool dripping from her mouth and the tip of her tongue sticking out a little, she looked exactly the part.
I lowered my head, too, and brought my face close to hers. I found her lips and shared a deep kiss with her.
I tapped at her lips with my tongue, as if knocking on a threshold, coaxing them open, then pushed my saliva inside. She greedily sucked down the saliva gathered on my tongue as if it were the water from Master Wonhyo's skull.
As though it were nectar, she took all my saliva, then pulled away and let out a slightly ragged breath.
"Phaaah. Are you planning to use this master as a saliva gland tank as well as a semen-storage tank? You're feeding me so much spit."
"I can't help it when you're such an arousing female, Master. I want to use you as my semen tank and drink this milk for the rest of my life."
As I said that, I lowered my hand. I grabbed her large breasts, which sagged under gravity, and stretched them up and down, over and over, like milking a cow, making her squirt breast milk.
"Chik. Chik. Chik-chik."
"Hh-ng!"
"It really comes out in streams, just like from a dairy cow. I wonder if 'Dairy Cow' will end up in your nickname later."
"...When you're the one planning to make that happen, why pretend to worry about it?"
"You caught me?"
Can't be helped, then.
I'll have to make her a real dairy cow. Just as I planned to turn Chi-chi into the Bunny Heavenly Demon someday, I intended to give Master the nickname "Dairy Cow Sword—."
In the original story, Seol Yu-ran had been a revenge-seeker, but because her swordsmanship never lost its mysterious subtlety, she had been given the epithet Sword Ghost. If I polished her up a little more, perhaps she could earn the epithet Sword Queen instead of Sword Ghost.
The Central Plains' greatest female swordswoman was called the Sword Queen, and the title was passed down from one successor to the next. At present, the epithet Sword Queen was vacant.
That was because there were no female swordswomen who had reached the Peak Realm yet. The martial world of the Central Plains judged that no matter how much she might be the greatest female swordswoman in the Central Plains, she could not be given the epithet Sword Queen if she wasn't a Peak Realm master.
So when Seol Yu-ran appeared, it wouldn't be too difficult for her to earn the epithet Sword Queen.
"Don't your knees hurt?"
"...I'm a master who's broken through the wall, too. Sometimes I think my disciple takes me far too lightly. With my authority as a master failing to stand, I can really feel that the ways of the murim have fallen to the ground."
"And is it the way of the murim for you to enjoy struggling under your disciple's King Cock?"
"......If only you could keep your mouth shut."
She said she was fine, but I couldn't just keep making my woman kneel on the bare floor and have sex with her. I swept her up into my arms, carried her over to the bedchamber, and set her down again.
I stirred the semen inside her pussy with my King Cock, like a ladle stirring soup. When the semen, swirled around inside her, seeped out between our joined bodies, it bubbled like whipped cream and dripped down in thick drops.
As if responding to my efforts to draw out the afterglow a little longer, Seol Yu-ran's shoulders shuddered and her breasts bounced with the direction in which I stirred my cock.
I let out yet another, uncountable sigh of admiration for those Big Mommy Boobs, which bounced so enormously at even such a slight reaction.
Realizing that tits like these belonged to me made me suddenly feel so good that I gently circled my cock clockwise.
Squuueeze.
"Ahhh. This feels good. Your pussy feels good♡"
Brrzt. Brrzt.
With the glans docked against her cervix, only the meaty shaft bent as it carried out an expansion project inside her vagina. Its veins scraped against her vaginal folds, thoroughly mixing together the semen and her juices.
For a while, I stirred it with the mindset of a chef cooking in his kitchen, then tried stirring in the opposite direction.
The lewd liquid, a mixture of what belonged to a man and a woman, came spilling out in a rush, as though being scooped up with a ladle.
I squeezed her breasts and shot the remaining breast milk over it with a spurt.
The perfect lewd liquid, now made one in a trinity with the breast milk, sullied the former couple's bedchamber. No—more precisely, it sullied Wi Ji-ja's bedding alone.
"Mm. I've made something that seems like a sufficient last gift."
"This is a gift, is it?"
"It's a sufficient gift to leave him as a final present. I mixed plenty of our master-and-disciple fluids into your delicious breast milk, Master. If that's his kind of thing, it should be enough to keep him jerking off all day."
Of course, even now that the suggestion had worn off, I wondered whether he could jerk off while imagining his wife being taken from him.
But what did I care?
Whether he saw these traces and tore at his hair, or grabbed his tiny cock and jerked off, there was no reason or obligation for me to care. I thought that mixing in Seol Yu-ran's breast milk alone was already an extravagant service on my part.
He ought to be grateful I left him a gift of breast milk, something his yang energy would never let him produce even once.
Squuueeze.
With my King Cock crammed inside her, stretching her tender flesh, I held her tight. Her bouncing breasts were softly crushed against me, taking up no small part of our embrace.
The rights to these breasts no longer belonged to her. They belonged to me now.
How much effort had I put into making these Big Mommy Boobs mine? I'd spent all this time pounding her with a cock so shameless it could subdue her very soul.
I had devoted quite a lot of time to it, but amid the sensation that brought me not the slightest regret, I apologized to her.
"I'm sorry, Master."
"Hm? For what?"
"For saying your pussy was loose, and that your breasts had sagged and looked ugly. I didn't mean it."
"......"
She looked up at me through narrowed eyes, as if those remarks had genuinely hurt her. After glaring at me like that for a while, she let out a sigh and spoke in a tone of resignation.
"I forgive you. You were deliberately so cruel because you wanted to have this master for yourself."
"You really forgive me, right?"
"Just this once. Only this once."
After forgiving me with a prim little look, she caught the back of my head and drew me into her arms.
I had the luxury of burying my face in the greatest Big Mommy Boobs in the Central Plains.
"I'd had my suspicions, even if only subconsciously... but I deliberately played along right to the very end. I thought I could guess what my perverted disciple wanted. What you did was pretty nasty, but... I didn't hate it that much."
"Why?"
"Well..."
I tilted my head slightly and looked up to see how she would react.
There, Seol Yu-ran was licking her lips, wearing a bewitching smile like that of an unparalleled temptress.
A wanton woman stood before me, displaying the raw, primal desires of a female without the slightest attempt to conceal them.
Squeeze.
Her pussy bit down on me, intent on milking me dry.
"I'm looking forward to the future, too—the future where I become a receptacle for the babies my excellent disciple's cock gives me."
The moment I heard those words, the thread holding my reason snapped.
I sucked on her collarbone, which felt so delicate compared to those magnificent tits. As her heated breaths spilled into moans that served as seasoning, I roughly worked my cock, now fully erect, and grabbed her breasts.
Could the feel of flesh pressing between the joints of my fingers really be this blissful?
Like the days before I gained Ten Thousand Poisons Immunity, when I'd gotten drunk, I fucked with a primal lust that burned through all reason.
I took Seol Yu-ran again and again for the entire day.
***
I packed up the clinic. From the start, my purpose here had been to make Seol Yu-ran my woman, and now that I'd accomplished that, I no longer saw any reason to stay.
Taking Chi-chi and Seol Yu-ran with me, I gathered only the things we absolutely needed, left the clinic empty, and set out from the village.
"Master, is it really all right to leave without saying anything to your daughter?"
"No matter what I said, I'd only leave myself with regrets. And then I'd be the one suffering. Better to leave quietly like this without a word; it's the easiest thing for me. Besides, you cured her severed meridians completely, so there's nothing left to worry about. He also said he'd take Bo-a to Zhongnan."
Although Wi Ji-ja had shown me his murderous intent,
he had accepted Seol Yu-ran's suggestion that he take Bo-a to Zhongnan, and planned to leave in a little while.
He had begun building up his internal energy again by practicing the Celibacy Art, but even that had its limits.
If he were attacked by a master like the Green Forest King, he'd obviously be overwhelmed. He wouldn't go down easily, given the experience he'd gained as the Sword Saint, but the Green Forest King had recently died near Huayin County, where the Mount Hua Sect was located.
The Green Forest Eighteen Strongholds might not launch a full-scale attack, but they would surely roam the mountains—which were practically their own backyard—in search of evidence or traces.
There was no reason for him to take an unnecessary risk by raising Wi Ji-bo in the mountains.
"But how long does Milky Girl intend to keep up this master-disciple relationship with you, Master? Now that her old family has fallen apart, shouldn't she simply accept a new role as her master's plaything?"
"My apologies. My disciple wants me in the role of his master, so I intend to remain his Ice Art master from now on, too."
"Hm. A mere Milky Girl?"
"Is that something a rabbit should be saying?"
The two women met each other's gaze. Their fierce looks were practically sparking with fire as they traded barbs.
After continuing their silent war for a while, Chi-chi finally redirected the hostility.
"My master, why would someone like you, a Mara, take a Milky Girl like this as your master? This Cocksleeve Heavenly Demon cannot accept it unless there's a reasonable explanation!"
"A reasonable explanation? There is one."
"What is it?"
Seol Yu-ran looked at me, too, as if she'd been curious about it herself.
With the gazes of my two wives upon me, I gave them the perfectly obvious reason.
"Because the very idea of fucking your master turns me on!"
In the Central Plains, romance between master and disciple was generally looked down upon. After all, the age difference wasn't usually a year or two—it was often over twenty years—so it was only natural that people didn't look kindly on it.
Besides, a master couldn't help but favor a romantic partner who was also their disciple more than the other disciples, making it a source of trouble.
And so, in the murim, it was customary for masters and disciples not to have romances.
I, on the other hand, was saying that the situation turned me on precisely because it was immoral.
"......"
"......"
The two women looked disgusted upon learning the truth of the matter. The funny thing was, neither of them loosened their arms where they were linked with mine.
They both had such fantastic figures that even just being pressed up against them made me happy.
"Anyway, where are we going now? If you're leaving here right away, you must already have a destination in mind, right?"
"Yes, Master. We're going to Henan."
"Henan? My master, don't tell me...?"
Chi-chi's guess was probably right.
"Let's go to Shaolin Temple."
We would be heading for the sacred ground of the bald monks who could be called the leaders of the Nine Great Sects.