Chapter 30: Push and Pull (9) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 30: Push and Pull (9) [R-18]
【Third-Person POV】
It would be a lie to say she hadn't expected this to happen.
Even after seeing the blatant intent written all over his face, she had still stepped into his room.
The thought that she had been trying so hard for the past month to return to her old self was nothing but a delusion.
The proof was that when Kim Do-jin caressed her body with his cold hands, claiming to cool her down from the heat, her insides, in contrast, burned hot.
However, she hadn't expected it to go this far.
“Hahk, haa…”
She let out one hot breath after another, her hazy mind struggling to form a coherent thought.
What in the world happened…?
First, a kiss.
A light peck on the lips reminded her of her fresh, younger days.
What followed was the rough kiss of a vigorous young man.
She knew.
She knew of the wildness sleeping within Kim Do-jin, whose face had become plump and cute as he lost weight.
She had seen it with her own eyes when he’d stood before her and stabbed the orc in the neck.
As she stood there, unsure how to react to the rough kiss that reminded her of that moment, he changed his approach again.
A soft, fluid movement.
A movement that seemed to be considerate of her surprise, and it succeeded in drawing a reaction from her.
How long has it been since I last kissed someone…?
How many years had it been since she’d lived apart from her husband? How many years since she’d had any skinship, let alone sex, not even a touch born of simple affection?
I can’t remember…
She couldn’t even recall.
She only remembered that as the years went by, it had become a distant memory of the past.
Yes.
This boy keeps making me think of my younger self.
That was why.
Kim Do-jin’s actions made her forget that she was a middle-aged woman approaching her mid-forties.
He poured all the hot, dense, and fresh passion a twenty-year-old should be showing a woman his own age onto her.
When she was touched by that heat, she forgot her aged self.
It made her indirectly recall the passion she had held in her heart when she was young.
That was the reason.
She just wanted to feel that sensation, the pleasure that came from it, for a little longer.
“It’s too late, Ajumma.”
His words as he touched her vulva, which was gushing enough fluid to soak her panties.
It made her realize that the line she had arbitrarily drawn for herself, in place of the one she had already crossed, was meaningless.
Even as she realized she was already an unfaithful woman, her body, drenched in pleasure, moaned and writhed with every touch of Kim Do-jin’s fingers.
And that wasn’t the end.
“We’re already too late.”
A single phrase, like a kill shot to confirm the kill.
And at that same moment, when Kim Do-jin’s finger touched her clitoris, the most sensitive part of her body.
“Eugeuk…!”
She cried out in pleasure from the mere fact that a man’s finger had touched her.
But that was only a prelude.
A wave crashed over her next.
A colossal wave of pleasure that seemed impossible to overcome, one she had no desire to overcome.
“Heueuk…?!”
The pleasure that began in what could be called a tiny part of her whole body surged through her every limb, electrocuting her and paralyzing her reason.
All she could do was thrash like a freshly caught fish, trying to somehow release the unbearable level of pleasure.
“Heuu, heuu…”
She panted, her breath trembling faintly, waiting for her distant reason to return.
Then, she felt a coolness from her lower body.
It brought her mind back a little faster.
Her skirt and panties, which should have been there when she looked down, were gone without a trace.
And then she saw something she shouldn't have.
Kim Do-jin had lowered his pants.
The tip of his bulging underwear was damp.
She could feel that he, like her, was unbearably aroused.
Ah, because of me, he’s like that…
Every time she saw his erect cock, she felt a strange sense of pride.
The fact that a twenty-year-old boy was so aroused by her body boosted the self-esteem that had been on a downward slope with age.
The joy from it was so unbearable that she felt an ever-growing desire to do more for him than she had planned.
At that moment, Kim Do-jin roughly tore off the last piece of clothing he was wearing—his underwear.
Finally, his cock was revealed.
The moment she saw his cock, shaped so ideally that she couldn't help but think it was beautiful, and saw him breathing heavily like a beast excited by the prey before it, she realized.
She and he were on the verge of having sex.
Even as she wondered what would happen if that thing entered her, she frantically shook her head.
“Do-jin, no. Please, not that…”
Her last shred of conscience pleaded.
It had been a long time since she’d crossed the line, but her mind constantly sounded an alarm, telling her that the moment that thing entered her, even the one percent chance of returning to normal would vanish.
However, her body wouldn't listen to the pleas of her reason.
No matter how much she ordered it to get up, to push him away, her body wouldn't obey.
Instead, her hole pulsed, as if telling him to hurry up and come inside.
“Ahh, please… please…”
She couldn't understand herself.
The alarm bells kept ringing, telling her no, but another part of her was anticipating the moment it would enter.
It felt as if her lifespan was shortening each time these conflicting emotions clashed.
Just as she wished for the feeling to unify one way or another.
Kim Do-jin, who had moved between her legs on his knees, did something completely different from what she had expected.
He stopped at a distance where he could have reached her just by thrusting his hips forward.
Through her thinly opened eyes, she saw a strange smile on Kim Do-jin’s face.
“Don’t worry, Ajumma.”
His calm voice continued.
“I won’t put it in if you don’t want me to.”
The moment she heard those words, a sense of relief was accompanied by intense confusion.
He’s come all this way, so why stop now?
But that was only for a moment.
Seeing the smile on Kim Do-jin’s lips deepen, she guessed he had something up his sleeve.
As if proving her prediction right, Kim Do-jin lowered his posture.
He brought his face incredibly close to her pussy and let out a deep breath.
“I won’t put it in until you want me to.”
“Ah, ahh…”
Only then did she grasp Kim Do-jin’s hidden intention.
He was waiting.
For her to break down in the face of pleasure and vulgarly scream for him to fuck her.
He would torment her relentlessly until then.
She thought.
How long can I last…?
A hot current of electricity began to flow through her slightly cooled body once more.
*
I want to do it right now.
I want to shove my cock into the Ajumma’s hole, which is opening and closing, tempting me to enter, and pound her like crazy until I can cum as much as I want.
But I held back.
Because what I want isn't just a one-time fuck.
I let go of my rigid self.
No, to be precise, I let go of the me who tried so hard to pretend to be rigid.
So I hope the Ajumma will do the same.
I want her to be the woman who normally takes care of my meals and her family, but who, whenever I want, becomes a seductress who soaks her pussy and begs for my cock.
As my thoughts reached that point, a laugh escaped me without my realizing.
“Hehe.”
I’ve really fallen so low.
Or was this the kind of person I was all along?
Either way, it doesn't matter.
I’ve decided to do everything I want.
What does it matter now which one is the real me?
Right now, I’m too busy thinking about how to break down the Ajumma, whose face is filled with confusion.
“Hoo.”
I let out a light breath.
The hot air leaving my mouth touched the Ajumma’s pussy, which was right in front of my nose.
“Eut…!”
Instantly, her labia majora and minora clenched tight.
A sour scent seeped into my nostrils.
It was a natural smell, considering how much she had been sweating just a moment ago.
It’s definitely not a perfume, but it has a strange addictiveness that makes me want to keep smelling it.
“Y-You, right now…”
I spoke clearly to the Ajumma, who couldn't even form a proper sentence.
“You smell really good, Ajumma.”
“Eut, you…”
It’s amazing.
That her already beet-red face could get even redder.
Now that I’ve smelled it, it’s time for a taste.
I carefully extended my tongue and licked the Ajumma’s pussy from bottom to top.
“Heouk…!?”
The Ajumma’s hips bucked lightly.
“Mm.”
The taste and smell aren't that different.
It’s sour and slightly salty.
Before starting the real foreplay, I reached out and wrapped my arms firmly around her thighs.
Alright, this should be enough.
My tongue darted between her labia majora and minora.
“Aahk! Ah, a-eu, aheuuung…!”
More of a soft touch than a rough one.
So she can feel my sincere wish for her to feel good.
“Heuk, heuk…”
As if in response, the Ajumma’s breathing grew even rougher.
The number of times she let out the kind of pants that can’t be transcribed into text was increasing.
The more she did, the more I felt the climax wasn't far off.
I moved my tongue upwards, stimulating her exposed clitoris by circling it.
“W-Wait… Aah…! Ah-heuk…!”
Just as the Ajumma’s moans were reaching their peak.
P-shoot! Pushut!
A sudden gush of fluid from inside her vagina soaked my face.
“Ahh, I don’t know anymore…!”
This was proof that she’d come spectacularly.
Perhaps this is a reward for a man.
I licked her slick pussy again with my tongue.
She hasn't asked me to put it in yet, so I can't let her rest just because she came.
“W-Wait, I’m really sensitive right now…! Kyaak!”
If you’re sensitive, all the better.
It means you can feel that much more.
Ignoring the Ajumma’s hands trying to push my head away, I relentlessly tormented her pussy.
And finally.
“…it in.”
The moment had come.
The Ajumma had covered her face with both hands and said something, but I couldn't hear it well.
“I can’t hear you well with your hands covering your face. What did you say?”
I demanded an answer again in a teasing tone.
The Ajumma then slightly lowered one of the hands covering her face, turned her head, and opened her mouth.
“P-Please, put it in now…”
Something’s missing.
I wish she’d begged with a more vulgar voice and words.
But is it too much to ask for that on the first time?
“Okay.”
I lifted my face, which had been buried in the Ajumma’s pussy for a while.
Then I pulled my hips forward from where they’d been drawn back and placed my cock, which had been painfully hard for some time, on top of her vulva.
“Heut…”
A shallow moan escaped the Ajumma’s lips as she felt the hard texture of my cock.
I pulled my hips back slightly and brought my cock to her pussy.
I rubbed the entrance a few times with the head.
Then, into the hole that was gaping as if begging me to enter quickly, I thrust my cock in one go.
“……?!”
I can feel it.
The indescribable joy and pleasure of forcibly widening and penetrating the Ajumma’s pussy, which had been tightly closed, unused by anyone for the past few years.
The moment the head, which had mercilessly pushed its way in, reached the end.
“Eunghok…!”
A moan on a completely different level from before struck my ears.
The winding walls of her vagina enveloped my invading cock without a single gap.
“Heok, heok…”
“Aheut… Ha-euk!”
With my cock buried to the root, my eyes met the Ajumma’s.
Her pupils were filled with a strong light of desire.
I wonder if I looked in a mirror, if my eyes would look exactly the same.
“Heuu… Ajumma, you’re so tight.”
“D-Don’t say things like that, ha-eung…!”
“How long has it been since you’ve been with Ajeossi?”
“I, I don’t know…”
Seeing the Ajumma shake her head as if throwing a tantrum, I pulled my hips back and then thrust forward hard again as I asked.
“Kyahk! Heu-ahk……”
“You’re not going to tell me?”
When I asked again, the Ajumma glared at me with teary eyes.
“I, I told you I don’t know… Heut, I really don’t know when… Haang…! I, I can’t remember…”
Ah.
So she really didn't know.
I feel kind of bad.
I guess I don’t need to ask how her first sex in a long time is.
The moans she let out with every movement of my hips were the answer.
Squelch, squelch…!
“Heut, heut… Aheung, heung!”
Sticky love juice coated my cock as it moved in and out, forming thin threads all over.
The feeling of her pussy, unbelievably tight for a woman who had given birth, sent my urge to cum soaring.
Slap! Slap!
My pace naturally quickened.
My desire to feel every nook and cranny of the Ajumma’s vagina at least one more time before I came was poured into my movements.
“Haa… haa…! Eu-heut… Eu-eut…?”
“Hoo, hoo…!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Hek… Heu-geuk… Heuk…!”
While my entire mind was focused solely on pounding.
Along with the urge to cum, something else began to well up.
How should I describe this?
The feeling that something that had been blocked deep inside me was about to burst open.
A strange feeling that if this something burst at the same time I ejaculated, something would begin.
I was certain.
That it would in no way be harmful to me.
I forcibly suppressed the urge to cum, which had reached its limit.
I clenched my teeth and strained so hard that veins popped on my temples.
Thrust-thrust-thrust-thrust!
Each time my cock slammed hard against the Ajumma’s cervix and returned, the fluids scraped from within her vagina soaked the mattress.
“Heeh… heek…! He-geuk… heuk!”
Judging by the fact that only gasps filled the air instead of moans, the Ajumma had already come several times.
I saw the Ajumma’s face, her tongue lolling out, completely melted in pleasure.
Ah, how can she be so beautiful?
The sight of her face, stripped of all pretense and left with only honesty, instantly released the urge to cum that I had been forcibly holding back.
“Keuk…!”
The moment I powerfully thrust my half-withdrawn cock back in.
Spurt! Spurrrrt!
Semen, gushing fiercely from my urethra, filled the inside of the Ajumma’s vagina.
“Heuk…?!”
“Huaah…!”
The moment after I ejaculated for the longest time in my life.
I heard a strange sound in my head.
Click!
The feeling of something misaligned finally snapping perfectly into place.
A sense of liberation, as if a layer had been shed, was followed by an enormous wave of fatigue washing over my body.
Pleasure, conquest, liberation, comfort, and more.
Just as I was about to succumb to the flood of emotions, my eyes rolling back as I collapsed on top of the Ajumma’s body.
The same phenomenon that had occurred when I made her a rose from an ice flower happened again.
A thick, pink mana was being emitted from my entire body like a mist.
After enveloping the Ajumma’s body once, it began to transform into a haze, preparing to disappear.
It’s that feeling again.
The feeling that if I let that go, I’ll regret it for a long, long time.
An intense will and greed forcibly reclaimed control of my fading body.
I reflexively reached out and seized all the mana that was scattering like a haze.
At the same time, a message appeared before my eyes.
[You have successfully absorbed a high concentration of mana from Seo Jeong-hee.]
[Your Mana has increased by 5.]
[The absorbed mana can be used after undergoing a purification process.]
[Time remaining until purification: 23:59:58]
Wow… amazing.
Several other messages seemed to pop up after that, but my vision was too blurry to see them.
The control over my body that I had regained for a fleeting moment scattered like smoke, and my body once again refused to listen.
I tried my best to force my eyes open to check.
[User has … … significant … that will affect … on the … collected… …fully.]
[Due to the collected …, a spec… … … has been ….]
[By … more …, you can further … the range of … ….]
Ah, this is no good.
I’ll check later.