Definitely Married Women
“Hah... hah... haaah! Nngh, aaaah……haah..!”
The bedroom reeked of the thick, fishy scent of bodily fluids and sweat. Every time I moved my hips, the woman’s lewd moans filled the dark room to overflowing.
Slap! Squelch! Slap!! Squelch!!-!
With inexhaustible stamina, my thick black cock mercilessly pounded the cleft of the woman’s plump white ass. The stimulating sound of flesh smacking flesh hammered against my ears. Sweat plastered her disheveled hair to the small of her back, and every hard thrust sent the sensual, springy feel of her pussy lips being driven in and then bouncing back racing straight up the base of my cock. That sensation became a pleasure so intense it felt ready to blow my brains out, lighting up every nerve in my body.
“Ah..... ang.. ang.. ah.. so good.. hnn, I feel like I’m going crazy, it feels too good……!”
I pressed myself flush against her back and seized her slender waist with both hands as if furious. Every time I poured out a beast-like, merciless piston, her plump ass flesh was shoved aside like jelly before snapping back into place, shaking wildly. The narrow waist that filled my grip, and the explosive curves that flared out beneath it—reason had completely fled, leaving only reproductive instinct and raw primal lust in charge. Our sex was pure animal mating. The sadistic excitement and hunger to conquer boiling inside me surged beyond control.
I leaned my upper body down, panting hot, rough breaths against her damp back and the shell of her ear while driving my already fully swollen cock even deeper into her pussy.
“Ah.... ah... ah.... too.. deep…… ah.. aaah.. at this rate my womb really feels like it’s going to tear.. but I like it, Joo-hyuk, I like it so much I could die……!”
Sweat droplets sliding down the woman’s jade-white spine caught the light and glittered obscenely. Her vaginal walls, convulsing at the edge of climax, clamped tight around my monstrous cock and fought desperately not to let it go.
Slap, slap!
Ignoring her sobs, I shoved in even deeper, all the way to the root with the force of crushing her womb flat. Then I whispered low against her ear.
“How is it? Compared to that husband of yours?”
In the middle of the wet friction sounds, her head snapped back as if her neck had broken. Eyes melted by pleasure wandered blankly through the air.
“Ang.. ang.. ang.. aah! Th.. that bastard’s story…… don’t bring it up now……!”
“Oh yeah? Then I won’t. Pulling out?”
I deliberately stopped moving my hips and started to withdraw to the tip. She clawed at my wrist and shoved her ass back hard against me. Moans thick with pleading poured out in a frenzy.
“Ah, no! Don’t pull out! Ang.. aing... that short-dick bastard can’t even compare to you, are you crazy?! Ang.. haah! No matter how hard that bastard shoves it in I don’t feel a thing... you... you crush all the way inside my womb! Ak..!!!!!!”
Superiority. The twisted sense of immorality and absolute dominance of perfectly owning another man’s woman and making her own mouth grind her legal husband into something lower than a bug wrapped around every blood vessel in my body like it meant to burst them. I slammed my hips even faster, like an engine gone wild.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Ugh... I’m cumming.....!”
“Cum!!!! Cum !!! Joo-hyuk, fill me up inside.. ah....!”
Squelch.. squelch... squelch……!
I began pumping deep into her womb. Hot semen gushed and flooded every corner of her pussy like a waterfall. The heat that felt ready to scorch her insides made her whole body shudder as she clawed the bedsheets hard enough to tear them.
“Haah.. haah... haah……”
Only ragged breathing settled over the room. I slowly pulled out the cock I had buried to the hilt. With a wet burble, thinned semen ran down her thighs and dripped onto the bed.
Leaving the woman sprawled out as if she had fainted on the bed, I gathered the underwear and dress shirt scattered across the floor and started dressing. I glanced back and forth between my face in the mirror and her outstretched ass, then grinned.
I definitely prefer married women.
I’d fucked plenty of ordinary unmarried girls too. But the sticky density a married woman’s body gives, and above all that electric thrill of taming another man’s wife like a dog—no virgin could ever match that pleasure. What drives me crazy is definitely this side of things.
Beep.. beep... beep..
A mechanical tone rang from my phone. Checking the caller ID, it was the Hunter Association Chairman. I pressed the button and an elderly voice, grave yet edged with urgency, struck my ear.
Kang Joo-hyuk Hunter. Where the hell are you?
“What’s the matter? First thing in the morning.”
What’s the matter?! Today is the official opening day of that special academy you’re in charge of! Work start time has long since passed!
Ah. Right. I’d completely forgotten. The clock showed it was already past ten in the morning. I’d been so absorbed in the woman panting beside me that the start of work had vanished from my mind entirely.
“Got it. Heading there now.”
I hung up without ceremony and shrugged on my jacket. The reason the Association Chairman didn’t dare yell at me and instead fretted like this was simple. I am Kang Joo-hyuk—the world’s only SSS-rank hunter who cleared the First Tower alone.
A few years ago, when the sky split open and a massive dimensional tower rose above Earth, the demonic energy pouring from it wrecked the planet’s ecosystem and drove humanity to the brink of extinction. The one who risked everything, charged alone all the way to the hundredth floor, smashed the core at the summit, and saved mankind was me. I became humanity’s living god, its hero. As the clear reward I received wealth and power enough to last several lifetimes, then retired from hunting without a second thought. All I wanted was to roll around spending money and enjoy the immortal pastime of hunting attractive married women.
But peace never lasts. Barely three years after I cleared the first tower, Second Dimensional Towers erupted simultaneously all across the globe. Naturally the Association and every nation’s S-rank hunters charged in, hungry for rewards and glory. The result was brutal. Inside those towers waited a new demonic poison far more lethal than anything before. Vigorous unmarried male hunters, energetic young unmarried female hunters, even the high-rankers once called legends—the instant they opened the first-floor door and stepped through—
Fwoooosh-!
Their mana circuits overloaded and disintegrated. Their entire bodies came apart like meat fed into a grinder and turned into bloody pulp. Hundreds of S-rank hunters died as chunks of flesh without lasting even ten seconds on the first floor.
Yet from that horrific slaughter, a few people walked out unharmed. Low-rankers, worthless F-rank ability users. They shared only one trait: every single one of them was a married woman. Later scientific analysis revealed something absurd yet undeniable. Only the 30-to-40-year-old married women awakeners—whose mana circuits had been reshaped by pregnancy, childbirth, or late hormonal changes—possessed the special constitution that could neutralize the tower’s toxic demonic energy and keep their circuits intact. In short, unmarried men and women and the old rankers couldn’t even set foot inside, while married women awakeners alone held the key to climbing the towers and stopping Earth’s destruction.
Governments and the Hunter Association panicked. If the towers weren’t purified, the planet would be poisoned and perish—yet the only people who could enter were the housewives who shopped at the mart or dropped kids off at school. In the end the government forcibly gathered married women awakeners from every corner of the world and founded a dedicated training organization to forge them into elite hunters. That was the special academy I was supposed to report to today as head instructor.
‘Monster & Incursion Lethal Force’
Abbreviated straight to M.I.L.F.!!!!
“Hoo……”
Hands in my pockets, I stood at the academy entrance and looked up at the massive modern building. I myself could not enter the Second Dimensional Towers—lacking that married-woman mana circuit. Instead I would educate these married women students, command them so they could climb, and serve as the head instructor who managed their mana circuits after they cleared floors and returned.
Beyond the main gate, the alluring rear views of married women in tight training gear caught my eye. Noble married women who would risk their lives climbing the towers for family honor, for eternal youth and beauty, or for their own secret reasons. And the single instructor who would set them on his palm and knead them however he pleased—me.
The corners of my mouth slowly curved upward.
“Time to clock in. To meet my charming students.”
