Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Taming the MILF Pussy - 1
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"Hello!!"
Ongur curled the corners of his mouth up into a grin when he saw me clocking in with a smile on my face.
"What's up, did something good happen? You're bursting with energy this morning."
Good? Oh yeah.
My eyes were already hunting for Kallisa's ass.
"Shall we get started with work?"
"Yeah. Yesterday was a real mess, huh?"
I flinched.
"What happened?"
"I heard you helped out in the liquor warehouse."
"Oh, right, yeah. Sorry about that. I broke the cleaning tools..."
Ongur flashed a bright smile.
"Honestly, I figured you wouldn't show up today. You're nothing like those otherworlders with their rotten brains—I like you!
Stick around our tavern from now on. I'll bump up your pay big time."
"Thank you."
I was already planning to photocopy some cash with his wife's pussy, and now a raise on top?
Warms the heart.
First time I've ever actually wanted to come to work.
Money's the best.
No—pussy's the best.
Everything in the world looked beautiful today, like I was questioning if this was even the same job.
On my way to grab the cleaning tools, I bumped into Kallisa.
"Ah..."
She shyly cast her eyes downward a little.
What the hell—a miniskirt today?
A different scent wafted off her, thick and strong. She'd definitely switched perfumes.
"Kallisa... ahem, Lady. Hello."
"...Uh, yeah. You're here for work?"
After yesterday's sloppy, flesh-melding frenzy, facing off in the morning felt fresh.
Our relationship had already shed its lowly slave-and-tavern-owner skin. Now we were just a bitch and stud who couldn't control our raw sexual pull.
But...
"Excuse me, coming through."
I tensed my core and kept my face blank.
Normally I'd be grinning like an idiot, glued to her side and grinding my dick on her—but today I was here to train this woman.
Sure, I'd fuck her brains out, but I couldn't afford to look like a clown on the way there.
"Mmm..."
Kallisa looked disappointed, like she'd been hoping for a comment on her outfit.
Once she headed out to the hall, her husband's surprised voice rang out.
"Honey, what's gotten into you?
Digging out clothes from our dating days and all..."
"Shh! Keep it down!"
"Why?"
"Taeyang might hear..."
"So what if he does?"
She wanted to look younger, huh?
She was plenty hot even in a plain white tee and jeans. What was the big deal?
With a ripe, battle-tested body no virgin posse could match, fretting over her age was peak MILF charm.
"Alright, time to work."
I shoved the dirty thoughts to the corner and geared up as Geum Taeyang: the hardworking guy today!
The doors opened, and adventurers poured in.
A tavern killing it from morning felt kinda magical.
"Clean over here too, slave boy!"
"On it, slave boy!"
"What's with Kallisa today?"
"Miniskirt and all. She trying to tempt us?"
"Sir, touch bare skin and I'll really chew you out."
"Whoopsie. Got it, got it."
Kallisa shut down the gropers with her soft charisma, hustling tables in a miniskirt so short her panties flashed with every step.
That perky MILF ass made the fatigue vanish.
How do you ignore it when your eyes keep drifting? Everyone's in the same boat.
Especially me—I'd clutched that soft ass yesterday and fucked it raw.
Hard not to let on when the feel came rushing back to my hands just from looking.
Break time: doors shut, quick rest. While Ongur and Kallisa ate, I cleared scraps and scarfed staff "food"—basically worthless bread.
My gut growled like thunder.
Leftovers looked tastier and more nutritious, but...
No thanks.
Home-cooked feast soon enough. Hang in there.
"Taeyang!"
Kallisa beat the boss back to the shop by a mile.
She held a wrapped shortcake.
"One lousy bread won't cut it, so I brought this..."
I was shocked fancy shit like this even existed on this street.
Take the favor?
Nah. Cake screamed bait.
Gobble it down, straight to sex.
That's why she rushed back ahead of hubby...
"One bread's plenty for me. I'm good."
I shot down Kallisa's kindness.
Her pout hit full bloom on her face.
"...Fine? Then head up and sort the second floor? You've rested enough."
"Yes."
I climbed to the second floor. Kallisa stood there arms crossed, then trailed me into the room moments later.
"Why the cold shoulder?"
"...Pardon?"
She closed in, oblivious to the shut door, hand on hip, venting.
"Don't play dumb. You're... my slave!"
"..."
"Right? You're a slave taking my money to work. Take the cash, then make me happy!"
Her buried feelings bubbled up.
Time to rip out the spoiled-seed I'd planted yesterday.
"Don't get it twisted."
Kallisa reeled back from my icy vibe.
I shadowed her smooth, backed her against the door—no escape.
"Scream and guards come running."
"Gonna brag to hubby about our affair fuck? Lady."
"You forced yourself on me..."
"Then why pay up?"
"..."
Betrayal flickered in Kallisa's eyes.
Yeah, we both knew the score—but poking at it felt like backstabbing.
Still, facts gotta be straight.
"Fine, I hired you with money."
She jutted her chin, bold now.
"This how you treat your paying boss?"
I dropped trou right in her face.
Half-hard from her bitch-scent alone—plenty to hijack her stare.
Smile crept across Kallisa's lips.
"Getting it now...?"
Grabbed her hair, shoved her head down.
"Guh, ack! What the hell?"
"Look real close."
"..."
Kallisa gulped hard, my cock inches from her nose.
"You're this dick's slave."
"..."
The setup got me raging hard.
She gasped as it swelled right there.
"Bigger... even bigger..."
Thick veins pumped blood, bulging like carved reliefs on a statue.
"When we're alone, call me Master Taeyang."
"But..."
"Say it."
No long hesitation.
Creampie sex already under our belt. Kallisa'd swallow this easy.
"Master Taeyang."
"Eyes on mine. Again."
Head pinned, eyes rolled up.
"Master Taeyang..."
"Want this dick fucking you?"
"..."
"No answer, I'm out."
"F-Fuck me, please..."
"Beg right. 'Thank you for gracing me with this magnificent cock.'"
"Thank you... for gracing me with this magnificent cock."
"Pound my pussy today too."
Tightened my grip on her hair.
"Pound my pussy... today too, please..."
"Kiss."
"Y-You're holding my head..."
"Misunderstanding what? You're the dick's slave. Kiss the dick."
Kallisa flushed beet-red to her ears.
Never dreamed she'd end up here when dolling up in pre-marriage gear, ass-swaying for me.
"Mwah..."
She planted one on my raging cock.
Lips hit, and cumming felt imminent.
'This is training!'
Master nailed it.
I could corner any bitch into prime submission.
Thanks to the world's strongest cock, forged in 10,000 Gratitude Cock Thrusts!
Kallisa teetered on the edge.
Snipped the spoiling—reward time?
Let go, waited for her to rise, then slammed her to the wall.
"Ngh...!"
Forced a deep kiss, mauled her tits greedy.
Hand slithered down her belly, invaded her pussy—she cracked her legs just enough, like she'd been waiting.
Mound already slick.
"Gotta be quick before hubby shows?"
She nodded.
Slid behind, pressed tight, hiked one leg sky-high—embarrassing angle—fingered her gaping slit.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Hnnngh...! Y-Yes...!"
"Hand drenched already. How long you been dripping, waiting for it?"
"Since this morning... non-stop..."
"Waiting for pussy-pounding?"
"Waiting for pussy-pounding, Master Taeyang...♥"
Lamb-like, craving my cock.
Aligned my steel rod to her hole, rammed in fierce.
Busted past the vice-grip resistance, slid deep—she quivered in my hold.
"Ah... Ahaa... Nn... Hnghh... P-Pussy... pussy's cumming..."
"Already?"
Embarrassed, she hid her face.
"Just the insertion feels too good... Honestly, first cock like this ever."
Ooh. Pussy clenched like a vice.
I went to town, pounding her vulgar.
Crushed from behind, flesh grinding, slurped her nape and ears.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch...
"Nn, nn, ah, ah...!!"
"Ditched hubby to wait for pussy-pounding?"
"Mmm... Mmm...! Hnngh... Waited for pussy-pounding...!"
"Your wish: pussy-pounding. Hrah!"
Slap slap slap slap slap♥
Kallisa's royal ass spasmed wild, defenseless to the thrusts.
"Ohhoook...!! F-Feels too good... cock's too good...!"
"Pussy bossing me around needs etiquette lessons? Pussy-pounding revoked for a week starting tomorrow?"
"Sorry..."
"Hrah!"
"S-Sorry...! Wanted Master Taeyang's cock so bad...!"
Slobber-sucked her nape, drilled relentless.
Halfway in max, but filled her to bursting.
Power-thrusted deeper, paced it.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Hoooh...!! N-Never knew... Hnnng...! W-What do I do...!"
"What attitude for future pussy-poundings?"
"I'll serve with my pussy...! Hnnng... Master Taeyang's cock—I'll serve it with my pussy...!"
"Let's check that sincerity!"
Perfect moment—hammered hard.
Squuuuelch squuuuelch squuuuelch squuuuelch!!
Kallisa bucked her hips as the cockhead smacked her mound silly.
"Nghooo...!! Oh, oh, o...!! Pussy's breaking... pussy's cumming."
"Haven't busted yet—how many goes? You serious about pussy service?"
"Hooht...! F-Forgive me...!"
Master said it: deny their wants without my say-so.
Test how killer the cock works as a tool?
"No pussy orgasms without my okay from now on."
"Huh...?"
"Unauthorized cum, week-long pounding ban."
Impossible demand for a married slut climaxing ten-plus per creampie.
I plowed her sopping pussy like it was nothing.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch!
"~~~~Oho...t...!!"
"Pussy orgasm?"
Clenched desperate, headshake frenzy.
"P-Pussy hasn't cum yet... Hooht...! Oop! Oop! Ot!"
Teetering.
Sloppy fuck-sounds echoed off the walls.
Ass clenched tight against the pounding, legs quaking.
"Aangh, aangh...!!"
"Hup! Hup! Horny MILF pussy takes cock-thrusts! Hrah!"
"S-Slow down, nghot!"
"Pussy cums, sex banned!"
"Heek, hi, hi, hiiing...!"
Ravaged her desperate, dripping pussy with cock-thrusts to hold the climax!
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
"Ah, ah, ah, aa...!!"
Kallisa broke—pussy orgasmed.
Didn't need words; the twitching death-grip said it all.
I slow-stirred her depths, latched lips to her climaxing nape and sucked.
"Hnnng... Hnnnght!! Hooo...!"
"Pussy orgasmed, right?"
"Ah... Ah... Sorry..."
"No more cock-thrusts."
"..."
Stopped dead on purpose.
Torture right before my own nut, but her agony had to be worse.
"Hic... Sorry, Master Taeyang..."
"..."
Silent treatment.
"Sorry..."
Apologies at first, then ass-wiggles to feel my cock.
"Aah... Please... Sorry for the pussy orgasm. Pound my pussy..."
"Why not shake those hips yourself?"
Turning down a pussy-clenching, begging MILF.
New torture—never held back before.
But this thrill...?
Fresh high for a guy who'd always seen restraint as pure loss.
"Hnght... Hn... Master Taeyang, pound my pussy. I messed up..."
She groveled and rolled her hips.
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
Pathetic tries to milk my cock—shallow pulls, reinserts.
That alone had her orgasming on loop.
As she flagged, I tossed the lifeline.
"Do it?"