Home Sweet Homecoming
Sergeant: Baek Jaesung 30
“Home is the best after all~!”
Jisu murmured in a voice dripping with honey-like happiness—pure, sweet, and spotless, the kind that instinctively made me want to protect her. I stroked her head.
Like a cat nuzzling its owner while getting petted, Jisu rubbed her face against me. The cute 'purr~!' sound she made suggested she was fully channeling a feline. It was just like a cat that had wandered off returning home.
No matter how adventurous a cat is, once it tastes the bitter waters of the outside world, it realizes home is king. We'd known that before even leaving, so the joy of returning hit us even harder.
“But this is ridiculous. A vacation of just two nights and three days?”
Yeonji grumbled as she opened the front door.
She was right—it was way too short. According to the company commander, it was more like 2.3 seconds.
At least the hyper-speed passenger ship had shot us from South Africa to here in a flash, minimizing travel time. Small mercies.
We'd taken our vacation. Right after succeeding in the South Africa dungeon raid op, we'd headed straight home. This was the one window for leave in the 1st Landing Battalion after a massive operation. Plenty of others had taken theirs too, it seemed.
As special operations assignees, we got two nights and three days a month. Jueun didn't count, though. Operations was the busiest department in the battalion, so she was still stuck on the Cheonghaejin.
Poor Jueun.
When we told her we were going on leave together, she'd wailed to take her along. But we couldn't just let her go AWOL. I'd make it up to her big-time when we got back.
“Ughhh~! I wanna rip off this damn uniform already.”
The first thing Jisu did upon getting home was strip. She shed the camo-patterned uniform and unclasped her dog tags, revealing the navy-blue sports bra constraining her massive tits.
“You guys get issued bras or what?”
I asked out of sudden curiosity. Rina nodded.
“They've got camo ones too. Seriously, I can't understand what the brass is thinking.”
“Hehe, this one's custom-made.”
Jisu whipped off her navy sports bra as she spoke. Her huge tits bounced free, jiggling in greeting. The cute pink nipples crowning those peaks seemed to wave hello just for me. A heartwarming sight, even just to look at.
“Heh. Should I take mine off too?”
Yeonji grinned slyly. She was already down to just panties below. Her undressing was as swift as mine.
Soon enough, the girls were all buck naked, no contest. Guess none of them liked the uniform fit.
Dungeon combat gear wasn't comfy either, but better than standard issue. Probably the cost-cutting—cheap shit always feels like crap.
“Oppa, hurry up and strip too.”
Jisu wiggled her ass enticingly, urging me on. With all those girl pheromones thick in the air, my dick sprang to life on autopilot. Any guy who didn't get hard watching this wouldn't be a man.
I stripped too. Sujin gasped watching me.
“Whoa. I never get tired of it. Jaesung, is that some kinda technique?”
My one-second strip was a precious skill even pro dungeon hunters couldn't easily mimic.
As I bared myself, wetness gathered between the girls' legs. Their eyes locked onto my junior.
“Heh heh! So, rock-paper-scissors for order?”
Yeonji said in a lewd tone, cracking her knuckles. Rina nodded.
“With that ability of yours, we can all go at once.”
That ability?
Ah, right—Multibody made group action totally feasible. Rina's judgment was Solomon-level sharp.
Yeah, Multibody was made for exactly this. Time for some orgy recovery after all that army stress.
“Multibody.”
I made exactly three clones to match the girls. Yeonji, smirking with lustful eyes, snagged one first. Then Jisu, Rina, and Sujin each grabbed theirs. I went with Sujin.
“Hehe. Jaesung's scent is always the best.”
Sujin brought her face to mine. Her long black hair swayed beautifully, like a slice of night sky.
Her flushed cheeks were like ripe peaches— one bite and sweetness would burst in my mouth. Nothing sweeter than an aroused woman's body.
We kissed. The vibe could've gone straight to down below, but we savored the appetizer up top first.
Sujin's lips were soft as sponge, sweet as cotton candy, tangy as strawberries. The bliss of tasty food mixed with the joy of merging bodies with a lover.
Anyone tasting this happiness would get hooked fast. Hell, I was addicted to Sujin.
Her silk-soft hand gripped my shoulder, gently pulling me closer.
“To the sofa.”
Hard-floor sex had its wild edge—Yeonji loved that raw vibe—but Sujin preferred normal over abnormal.
“Hiiit~♥ Hnggg~♬ Hnngh~! Hnng!”
“Heeeh~♬ Hn! Hn! Hngg~! Haaang~!”
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
Damn, the sofa was taken. Jisu's pair and Rina's pair had claimed it. Both bent over on all fours in doggy, facing each other.
Their faces, twisted near ahegao from the pounding pistons, were less than 5cm apart. Any closer and they'd kiss.
“Hehe. You look bored. Wanna kiss your lil sis that bad?”
One of my clones taunted while railing Rina. She mouthed 'N-nooo…!', but he nudged her face forward.
“Mmph!”
Their faces met. No real resistance for a forced kiss. Jisu closed her eyes blissfully instead.
“Mmmph…!”
Jisu taking the lead with tongue? Rina's face flushed deeper. She secretly loved orgies—no qualms about girl-on-girl kissing either. At least with my girls.
“Sofa’s a no-go.”
With squatters, we’d skip it. Bedroom? Nah, neither of us could hold out that long.
“Harder!”
“Hiiiing~!”
Yeonji rode another me reverse cowgirl-style, neighing like a horse. Her ass bore red handprints—over a hundred spanks easy.
“What’s with the lame nag? Feeling extra weak today?”
“Hiiik...♬ Jaesung! My pussy’s so itchy right now…!”
“Oh? Talking now? Nah, you’re a monster, not a horse.”
That clone grabbed a club from the living room corner, labeled in small print: 'Pervert Repellent.'
“Hngg~♬ Gonna wreck me with that huge club!?”
“Dumb bitch in heat! Count wrong, we restart.”
“Hngg~! One! Two! Three! Four!”
Yeonji drooling pussy juice while getting her ass whacked with the club—Sujin averted her eyes and whispered.
“I just... don’t get that no matter how I look at it.”
“Eh, tastes vary.”
Sujin had masochistic streaks, but mild compared to Yeonji. None of my girls matched her level.
“Jaesung. Over here.”
Sujin suddenly grabbed my arm, dragging me outside to the front door. Our little garden bloomed before us.
“Outside?”
“Kuku! Realized we’ve never done it here. Remember that Busan workshop? We did outdoors plenty then.”
The one where we met Murray and Everett? Yeah, outdoor thrill-fucks to train Everett.
“True. Garden sex, huh.”
Maybe plop a bed out here later?
Bugs were a worry, but otherwise, prime romantic fuck spot. Mood’s half the sex anyway.
“Hehe. Your fave doggy.”
Sujin braced against a garden tree, ass out. Classic outdoor position—no need to lie on dirt, comfy as hell.
Her plump ass crack made my lust surge. No point hiding it. This was my house, Sujin my woman.
Squelch~!
She was soaked inside. So wet, no foreplay needed to slide in deep. That ripe-pussy grip never failed to satisfy.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Hngg…!”
Her melting voice stirred my conquest drive from the gut. I pressed closer, nipping her nape, hands on those luscious tits.
Twitch! Twitch!
Nipples jolting with each thrust. I toyed with them, savoring the fuck. Buried in her warm depths, all worldly worries melted away like snow. Pure sex magic.
“Hngg…! Jaesung…!”
“Hehe. What?”
“Just... hehe…!”
Bliss from just calling each other's names.
I loved Sujin, she loved me. Heaven on earth.
The party house, empty for a month, heated up fast. Now it felt like home.
Next world? Where to?
Solari World? Time to wrap up that body mod.
Decided.
Fantasy cravings hit.