Chapter 166
Chapter 166
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 166
Chapter Title: I'm Writing This Today (2)
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Chae Su-ran stroked the man's back with a calmness that surprised even herself.
The man, face buried in the chest of her lying body, still proudly displayed the impressive firmness of his cock—even after flooding her womb with thick, sticky semen.
Chae Su-ran curled the corner of her mouth upward, shooting a provocative glance at the wardrobe in her room.
"Su-ran... more..."
"Ahht♥"
As Chae Su-ran cast a meaningful look at the room's third occupant, the man finished savoring the afterglow of his climax and began thrusting his hips once more.
"Ah... could we maybe take this off?"
The man, still wearing his mask, casually leaned in to murmur but ended up whining petulantly. It wasn't going to happen.
At least, not without her consent.
Chae Su-ran lifted his mask just enough to plant a light kiss on his lips, then shook her head.
"Mm... alright."
"Hic...!"
He acquiesced in a voice like a rain-soaked puppy, but his lower half continued to assert its masculine presence without fail.
The time had come again for his throbbing cock to churn through her slick, sticky folds.
"It's frustrating... but since you agreed to bear my child, I'll endure..."
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
No sooner had he finished speaking than his hips resumed their steady rhythm, plunging his cock in and out of her pussy.
Chae Su-ran spread her legs wide, welcoming his rock-hard body as fully as she could.
His body pressed skin-to-skin against her smooth, elastic feminine form, as if desperate to savor every inch—like a conqueror pinning her down. But Chae Su-ran didn't mind.
What better proof was there that a male was captivated by her body?
'You... no...'
Imagining what her husband, locked away in the wardrobe, must be going through right now, she felt her meat hole clench excitedly, trying to suck his cock deep inside.
Her husband, who always nagged her for being such a worthless woman, had never made her feel this good.
He must have clearly seen this thick cock tirelessly pounding the needy hole that craved his cum but never got it.
'I wonder what he's thinking?'
Did he feel the defeat of one man by another? Or was he relieved that he finally had an excuse to kick out this bothersome woman?
Truth be told, she didn't really care either way.
She just wanted to show him. That she, too, could be loved by a man this magnificent—a bitch worthy of it.
"Get pregnant... please get pregnant...!"
Feeling the man's seed deep in her belly as his voice growled hotly beside her ear, Chae Su-ran surrendered to the sensation.
Even if she got pregnant, gave birth, and raised the child, there was no guarantee he'd stay with her. They hadn't discussed it at all.
He might just knock her up and run.
'But that's okay...'
He was the first love of her life. The first man to awaken her as a woman.
"I'll... get pregnant... ahn♥ I'll bear your child...!"
She was certain that raising his child would bring her happiness, even if it meant a less prosperous life than now.
Excited by her words, the man tightened his embrace and slammed his hips down with even more vigor.
His cock, swollen to its limit as climax neared, drove into her depths like a stud determined to sow his seed in her womb.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch♥
"You naughty pussy tempting my cock...! I'll fill you up...!"
"Yes... fill me up... flood this hole that can't live without cock anymore with your hot cum...!"
Pinned beneath their beastly, breeding-like hip thrusts—far beyond mere human coupling—Chae Su-ran melted into endless ecstasy, hugging the man back without even realizing what filthy words were spilling from her lips.
Like they were melting into each other's bodies, skin slick with sweat pressed tight as they reveled in the pleasure of their joined loins. At last, they reached their peak.
Spurt... splurt... spluuurt...
Her pussy squeezed his cock as if it had a mind of its own, independent of her.
The folds clung greedily to his shaft, wringing out every drop of pleasure, as if teaching her exactly how to enjoy it.
'It feels too good...!'
She could feel the pulsing jets of his cum as vividly as if touching them with her fingertips.
The essence of male lust. Chae Su-ran loved this sensation.
Suddenly realizing the moment had come, she looked at the man and spoke.
"Oh, right... there's something I want to show you..."
With careful movements, she pushed him away. He obediently withdrew his cock and sat up.
Her legs trembled like a newborn lamb's after being thoroughly impaled. Standing on them, Chae Su-ran walked toward the wardrobe in the corner of the room.
The man would probably be quite shocked. Maybe even displeased.
'But this is necessary.'
After all, yesterday he hadn't promised not to see other women besides her.
So Chae Su-ran had planned this. To prove to him that things with her husband were truly over.
"Su-ran, what...?"
The man's puzzled voice cut off the instant she opened the wardrobe. He'd spotted her acupoint-sealed husband trapped inside.
Would this convince him of her sincerity? Would he cherish her longer now?
Her husband sat there, his pathetic little cock stiffly erect, glaring up at the naked couple with bloodshot eyes.
Truly pathetic.
Ah.
Only after seeing Gyeong Hyeon-dong trapped in the wardrobe, acupoints sealed, did it all make sense.
The provocative outfit that tempted me more than nudity. Agreeing to bear my child.
It was all because Chae Su-ran had resolved to utterly destroy her marriage.
That's why she insisted I keep the mask on? Worried her husband might recognize my face and cause trouble?
"Ha..."
I let out a sigh, and Chae Su-ran flinched, shoulders tensing. I pulled her into my arms and whispered.
"I'm not angry. Just a bit surprised."
She'd schemed this insane stunt, yet flinched at my single sigh—what was that about? But I had something more pressing on my mind.
"Still, is this okay? If your husband kicks you out..."
"He's been looking for an excuse to do that for ages anyway. Oh, and don't worry. Even if he does, he won't spill this."
Chae Su-ran smiled brightly and continued.
"No one would admit to being locked in a wardrobe watching everything like this."
At her words—implying he'd expose himself even if he tried to hide it—Gyeong Hyeon-dong's face drained of color. Yeah, he seemed the type to dread losing face.
"Then it wouldn't matter if I showed my face?"
"Even so, you didn't say it was okay..."
I saw her fingers intertwining nervously, index tips tapping together anxiously. Grabbing her arm, I led her back to the bed.
My other hand had already removed the mask I'd worn until now.
"W-Wait, Young Hero Kang? You can't just— Kyaa!"
"We'll talk later. Just us."
I hoisted her legs up, spreading them wide.
Sitting on the bed like that positioned her glistening naked body fully exposed to Gyeong Hyeon-dong.
"And don't call me that anymore. Call me husband."
"...!"
As her eyes widened in shock, staring back at me, I pressed on.
"You're mine now, right? My woman?"
"Y-Yes... hic♥"
Squeeze♥
I felt her pussy eagerly engulf my glans as I spread her legs wide.
Her tight folds clung greedily even to just the tip, but this time, I wanted words from her upper mouth before her lower one took over.
"Come on, say it. Who am I?"
"Husbaaand...!"
Sluuurp♥
Just easing my weight let gravity drive her pussy to devour my cock, squeezing exquisitely to deliver pure bliss.
"H-Husband... ahn... husband♥"
"That's right...! You're my woman now...!"
Feeling her hand reach back blindly over her shoulder, caressing my cheek, I pounded away.
I had no idea, but she was probably giving the man in front of her a front-row seat to endless fucking.
'Guess I have to take Chae Su-ran with me now...?'
With their marriage this wrecked, leaving her here wouldn't do any good.
Plus, if she got pregnant with my kid, I couldn't just abandon her in the heart of the Demonic Cult.
Truth be told, I hadn't infused my ejaculations with inner energy this time. I'd learned from past mistakes.
'If I make her 100% pregnant, no more sex.'
Now I aimed for natural conception.
Flood her during her fertile days, and it'd happen eventually. If desperate, infuse energy later.
"I'm cumming!"
"Aaaahn♥"
And so, Chae Su-ran and I fucked until our stamina gave out.
When we finished, Gyeong Hyeon-dong sat there eyes squeezed shut, as if just waiting for time to pass, unable to endure any longer.
But he couldn't block his ears, so he'd heard every lewd moan from Chae Su-ran.
I didn't care much about his feelings. I just hoped this was sweet revenge for her.
What mattered to me was one thing: how to explain taking a Demonic Cult milf back to my master and the cult leader.
"Uwaaaak!"
Gyeong Hyeon-dong screamed awake from sleep. The dream of his wife entwining with Kang Yun—that damned bastard—was still vividly etched in his mind.
His wife in the dream had been astonishingly beautiful and lascivious, nothing like the one he knew.
The sensation of his dick hardening uncontrollably only plunged him deeper into self-loathing.
That young punk's cock was absurdly huge, plunging freely into his wife's depths like she was his own woman.
His mood soured by the filthy nightmare, Gyeong Hyeon-dong tried to raise his voice to call his wife—but then he realized something.
"Th-This...!"
His pants were soaked and sticky.
Come to think of it, in the dream, he'd gotten pathetically hard watching his wife get ravished and eventually creamed his pants.
A wet dream?
"No..."
As unrealistic as it seemed, Gyeong Hyeon-dong had to admit it was real. Not just the stained pants—some deep certainty backed it up.
Accepting it as reality unleashed a storm of rage in his head.
'How dare those filthy bastards! Right in front of me!'
He couldn't forgive that worthless slut mocking him by fucking that young punk.
Any fond memories of her beauty were long discarded. Grinding his teeth, he vowed to make her pay somehow.
But no good ideas came to mind.
As Chae Su-ran said, his personality wouldn't let him do something that'd embarrass him too.
It couldn't get out.
'Cunning bitch...'
He'd often called her "dumb as a bear" among his insults, but he brushed off the inconsistency.
After much agonizing, Gyeong Hyeon-dong resolved to seek wisdom from another.
Someone who'd never spoken ill of him, always showed respect, and kept his mouth shut: Elder Huang Du-myeong.