Empty House (4)
I couldn't underestimate it just because it was an erotic tale from this era. Three wives and four concubines in a milky orgy...? Utterly depraved, and that's exactly why I loved it. Fuuuck! The post-meal drowsiness vanished, replaced by surging lust.
"Nngh..." And there was Hong Yeonhwa, sleeping soundly with a serene expression, like she was having the sweetest dream.
...A little bit should be fine, right? I carefully rolled over.
I laid Hong Yeonhwa on the floor and gently covered her body with mine. Thanks to our height difference, even with our groins pressed together, her forehead only reached my chin. In other words, perfect height—no interference with my reading.
I opened the book right above her head on the floor and started rereading from the beginning. The concubines start leaking milk after the main wife slips them some suspicious drug. Watching the protagonist play with them in every way imaginable, I began moving my hips.
Squelch.
"Nnh..."
I thrust into Hong Yeonhwa's still-sleeping pussy at will, flipping pages with full focus. Feels like I'm just jerking off with Hong Yeonhwa while reading porn.
Squelch, squelch.
My slow rhythm picked up as the story built to its climax.
"Guh! You...? What is...?"
Enough to fully wake the fainted Hong Yeonhwa. She blinked in confusion, looking around, then grasped the situation—her face twisting in shock.
"You... ahn! What are you doing to this lady... haang! right now?"
"Hold on. I'm at a good part."
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Stop... huaang! Stop it! Using this lady... nnguk! for your masturbation—stop, I say!"
Hong Yeonhwa pounded my chest in feeble resistance, but I ignored it completely, slamming deeper and harder.
"Ahit! I told you to stop...!"
How much time passed like that? The petite body writhing beneath me. And those unintentionally coquettish moans ringing in my ears. Before I knew it, the book's plot wasn't registering at all. My entire mind fixated on Hong Yeonhwa's insides.
But oblivious to that, she kept pounding my chest, trying to cover my eyes, or knock the book away—desperate attempts. To pin her down completely, I pressed my weight into her and sped up even more.
"Heek! No... nnguk! Pounding so deep makes me...!"
Hong Yeonhwa's words started slurring. I deliberately twisted my torso, squishing her jiggly breasts, and her reactions intensified.
Squelch, squelch.
"Agit! Nipples... this lady's nipples... higak! Getting crushed...!"
So sensitive now—each thrust made her walls clamp down tight. Yet, after multiple orgasms, her depths softly guided my cock all the way in.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Every time my tip battered her womb, her resistance weakened.
"Heek... haang... ahn..."
I kept pounding relentlessly until she half-gave up, clinging tightly and desperately kissing my cheeks and lips.
"Look at this lady... guht! Look at me, I say... heungat!"
Truth be told, her fidgety desperation was too cute—I'd been avoiding eye contact on purpose. But seeing her crave my attention and affection... I couldn't hold back anymore. I slammed my hips up hard, gluing my tip to her womb, and unleashed my pent-up load.
Spurt, spuuurt—
"HiiiIIIK!!"
Her womb battered by semen, she hit climax—choking gasps as her walls contracted fiercely. Trembling in perfect seal... no choice but to squeeze out every last drop.
After a long, still release, I slumped over her. As I caught my breath, the pinned Hong Yeonhwa started gnawing my nape, babbling incoherently.
"Oeo a ai aeeuh...! (I told you not to...!)"
Pretty hurt, judging by the teeth marks. I patted her head soothingly.
"There, there. Calm down first and think. When was the last time I turned a page?"
"...Mmeh?"
Hong Yeonhwa gaped dumbly, then her face lit up as she shouted.
"No way!"
"Yeah. From midway, I was fully focused on you, so don't pout."
"Phew... good! You should've said so earlier! This lady might've misunderstood... ah!"
She sighed in relief, then flinched mid-breath. Glancing at my nape—she was worried about the bite. I leaned in, and she extended her tongue, lapping gently at the mark. The ticklish sensation of her careful licks tracing the indent... delightful.
Enjoying it, I closed the book and returned it. Then a sudden question hit me.
"By the way... if there's a technique to control pregnancy cycles, is there one for lactation?"
"...Never considered that before."
Hong Yeonhwa paused, lips pursed in thought, then sighed regretfully.
"Possible, but it'd make contraception impossible. More research might work it out... but not right now."
"Tch... oh well."
After that, we chatted idly with the now-awake Hong Yeonhwa or read the book she recommended together. As evening fell, we ate normally and retreated to the bedroom without incident.
"You said I could go all out at night, right?"
"Hieeek!"
Her own words, but maybe she never expected this. Hong Yeonhwa shook her head vigorously, face crumpled.
"Do you know how many times this lady came today?! And you've kept it in the whole time—I'm way too sensitive now!"
"Is that so...?"
"Eek! Don't grin like you're looking forward to it! This lady's satisfied, and you seemed pretty pleased too! See!"
Hong Yeonhwa wiggled her hips.
"Hear that? Your semen sloshing in my belly—you filled me up good!"
Looking closely, her stomach was slightly bloated, like she'd overeaten. Keeping insertion all day meant the cum couldn't escape, filling her up.
...Oblivious how that stoked my lust even more, she pleaded.
"Isn't this enough? Nng? Darling. This lady's begging you. Let's stop here for today..."
"Well... I'd normally be satisfied by now."
But the Sun and Moon Star Cycle Gong remodeled me. This ultimate dual cultivation art boosts stamina the higher your attainment. Not sure if Hong Yeonhwa planned it, but handling both wives daily doubled my progress. Now, I've surpassed her in it alone. Plus, insertion all day auto-circulated the gong, leaving me energized like fresh off meditation.
Unlike Hong Yeonhwa—mentally broken from endless non-fainting orgasms—I had leeway.
Realizing that, she shook her head frantically, mumbling.
"Nooo... this lady can't... really can't..."
Where'd her confidence from demanding 24-hour insertion go? Now whimpering in terror. Made my resolve waver...
"Fine. Just five more times."
"...Huh?"
I laid the blankly tilting Hong Yeonhwa on the bed. Grabbed her ankles, spread into a V, pulled up to her head sides. Weight-pressed her raised hips into position... then pounded her into oblivion.
The next morning, I woke refreshed for the first time in ages. Sunlight warmed the room through the window, Hong Yeonhwa drooling against my chest in my arms. And that familiar soft grip below.
Figured it'd slip out while sleeping after insertion-sleep, but it held. Cautiously checked my internals—no issues. Probably the Sun and Moon Star Cycle Gong auto-circulating on insertion. Masters can skip days of food and pull all-nighters fine with proper qi circulation. Though most don't, since eating/sleeping boosts power more.
Anyway, feeling good, I carefully tried extracting as Hong Yeonhwa slept.
"Awake now, Lord Jin?"
"Huck!"
A voice right beside me—I whipped around to see Paeng Soso sitting demurely by the bed.
"You scared me... were you waiting for me to wake?"
"Hehe... kinda happened. Anyway, Hong unnie's turn's over—mine now, right?"
"Mm? Yeah."
"You know I held back soo much, right? You'll do exactly what I ask?"
"Of course. Promise is a promise."
What could she want? Half-excited, half-dreading, I waited.
"Then... pull out first?"
"Oh? Right."
Way tamer than expected—I dazedly drew back my hips.
Gloop...
Hong Yeonhwa's slightly bulging belly deflated as massive semen poured out.
"Aah...!"
Paeng Soso watched rapturously, then grinned, eyes locking on my cock.
"Hehehe... cock steeped overnight in Hong unnie's pussy, semen-glazed... bon appétit. Slurp."
With a mind-melting thank-you, she swallowed me whole.
Slurp, sluuuurp.
Ignoring the lewd sounds, her tongue explored every inch before she released.
"Hiyaa..."
Admiring her clean work, Paeng Soso beamed, pubes on her lips.
"My request's simple. Treat me like your pet dog all day today."
"What?"
Stunned, but she didn't wait—turned, flopped prone on the floor, ass high...
"Woof woof."