Chapter 51: Metamorphosis (4) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 51: Metamorphosis (4) [R-18]
From the moment she saw him at the door until now.
Seo Jeong-hee couldn't get a grip on herself.
How on earth…
The main reason was Kim Do-jin, who had changed so much overnight.
He had a dependable personality, but his appearance had been the complete opposite—small and cute, like a little piglet. Overnight, he had transformed into a man.
Broad shoulders, a firm chest, powerful arms.
When he pulled her into his embrace with those arms, covered in well-defined muscles, she thought she would lose her mind.
His hard arms wrapped around her back and shoulders, and his firm chest pressed against her front.
The powerful pressure from both front and back ignited her lust.
And it didn't even end there.
Ah, his scent…
The unique scent of his body had grown even stronger.
That scent was driving her crazy.
That’s why she did it.
“I… I’m still not sure…”
Even though she already knew it was him, she found herself saying those words.
She knew that if she answered like this, the Kim Do-jin before her would offer a much more intimate ‘verification.’
And just as she expected.
Kim Do-jin brought his face, a deep smile on his lips, even closer and spoke.
“Then… I guess we’ll have to conduct a more in-depth verification?”
His whisper and breath were thick with raw sensuality.
She couldn't help but shiver.
It was sweet.
His voice hadn't changed, yet it felt deeper than usual.
I can’t think straight.
From that point on, she obediently followed Kim Do-jin’s lead.
No, she moved as if she wanted it more, making him even more intense.
Kim Do-jin had always been the one to lead their foreplay.
But this time was different.
She licked his firm chest, pulled his face toward hers, and devoured his tongue more forcefully.
Without realizing it, her hands caressed his arms, shoulders, and stomach.
With every rise and fall over the contours of his hard muscles, she felt herself growing more and more aroused.
It was as if their ages had been reversed.
She, the much older one, was now craving him like a child.
Kim Do-jin broke their deep kiss and said.
“You’re being especially bold today, Ajumma. You know that?”
She saw it.
The confident, leisurely smile playing on his lips.
An attitude that seemed to say he knew exactly why she was acting this way.
She looked up at Kim Do-jin with teary eyes and answered.
“It’s all your fault, Do-jin…”
She reached out and cupped his face with both hands.
“Why did your face change so much?”
She felt herself drowning in his soft eyes and being cut by his sharp jawline.
Who would have known that such a handsome face was hidden beneath a thick layer of fat?
“And why did your body get so hard…?”
Her breathing grew even more ragged.
Kim Do-jin’s body was that wild, that sensual.
The ideal form that women desired in their men was perfectly embodied in him.
“And your scent… why… haah.”
She would lose herself for a moment, only to come back and find herself pressing her face deep into his body, greedily inhaling his scent.
After mindlessly praising him, she snapped back to her senses and glanced at him nervously.
She’d heard that people who used to be overweight and then became handsome sometimes disliked those who were only interested in their looks.
Oh, what do I do… I was so blatant…
Kim Do-jin’s expression as he looked down at her was strange.
He didn't look upset, but he didn't look pleased either, making it hard to read his thoughts.
That made her even more anxious.
Her heart pounded painfully at the thought of him suddenly pushing her away.
Just then.
“So, you’re saying you really, really like how I look now?”
He asked.
Seo Jeong-hee hesitated for a moment.
His impassive expression made it impossible to discern the intent behind his question.
Instead of answering, she asked a question of her own.
“If I say I like it… will you see me as shallow?”
It was an answer that was practically the same as saying she liked it.
Kim Do-jin shook his head.
“Of course not.”
The forced tension in his face melted away, replaced by a brilliant smile.
Only then did she realize.
Kim Do-jin had been deliberately hiding his expression.
*
I wonder if Ajumma knows.
That honey is practically dripping from her eyes as she looks at me.
If this were a comic, it wouldn't be strange at all if her pupils had turned into hearts.
Ah, now I’m suddenly craving heart-shaped pupils.
I wonder if it’s possible with magic, to make someone’s pupils turn into hearts when they’re extremely aroused.
Well, I can research that later.
For now, let’s focus on the present.
“Haah, haah…”
I haven’t even seriously touched her breasts or pussy yet, but Ajumma’s breathing is already ragged.
It’s obvious she’s incredibly turned on.
When I was overweight, I used to have to suck her breasts until my tongue cramped and play with her until my fingers felt like they’d break just to get her to this point.
I don’t feel disappointed or sad about it in the slightest.
In fact, isn’t this great?
The time I would have spent getting her aroused can now be used for other things.
I slipped my hand under her skirt and touched her panties.
They weren’t just damp; they were completely soaked.
“Wow…”
An exclamation escaped my lips before I could stop it.
“Ngh.”
Ajumma’s body flinched.
She seemed embarrassed to be caught so wet when I hadn't even done anything special.
I immediately pulled her skirt up to her waist.
I stripped off her panties, which had already lost their function.
Like dewdrops on a leaf, droplets of moisture clung to the hair above her vulva.
Her inner and outer labia were completely coated in a sticky, slick fluid.
With my finger, I touched the small bud of her clitoris, protruding just above the entrance to her vagina.
“Heuk, hngh…”
Ajumma’s hips twisted from side to side.
When I gently pushed one finger into her vaginal opening, it was sucked inside without any resistance.
“Hah, haah…!”
Every time she exhaled, her vaginal walls tightened and loosened in a repeating rhythm.
I had only put in a single finger, but when her walls tightened, I could feel a smooth, slick pressure.
When I pulled my finger out, it was coated in a clear, wet liquid.
It seemed foreplay was unnecessary.
I pulled down my pants and underwear at the same time, revealing the cock that had been hard for a while now.
“Haah…”
Ajumma’s eyes, darting between my cock and my face, were filled with anticipation.
Well then, I should live up to those expectations.
I pressed my cock against her vulva, rubbing it around as I asked in a deliberately mischievous tone.
“Ajumma, can I borrow some of your juice?”
Ajumma avoided my gaze and answered in a low voice.
“D-do as you please.”
Every time she says something lewd, I get even more turned on.
Am I the weird one?
It feels a little perverted, but who cares.
I pushed the tip of my cock, which had been rubbing against her vulva, into her vaginal opening.
Squelch…
The slick fluid sucked the head in.
“Haahng…!”
With Ajumma’s moan, her vaginal walls squeezed down, pressing against my cock.
The subtle bumps and folds clung to me as if they were lined with suction cups.
I don’t think she was ever this tight before.
“Aren’t you squeezing a little too tight, Ajumma?”
“I-I don’t know. My body is just… haaheung…!”
The helpless look on her face was driving my lust wild.
If that expression was an act, then Ajumma was a genius.
A genius of acting.
“Hoo.”
I pushed my trapped cock deeper.
Soon, the head reached the end.
“Heuk…”
I’d read about it online.
For some women, the cervix, located at the deepest part of the vagina, acts as an erogenous zone.
It seemed Ajumma was one of them.
In that case, I’d have to pound her hard.
I pulled my hips back to the very edge and then slammed my cock in, repeating the motion.
The head of my cock shot through the winding passage of her vagina and rammed her cervix like a battering ram striking a castle gate.
Each time, Ajumma’s hips bucked high into the air.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Her urgent voice reached me.
“W-wait, Do-jin, wait a sec… heuk…!”
Ajumma’s hips lifted off the mattress, and then her whole body began to tremble finely.
“Aah, aah…”
It looked like she’d come hard.
“Haah, haah…”
I confirmed her breathing was starting to steady and was about to push my cock in again when it happened.
I realized a very important fact.
We had only ever had sex in the missionary position.
I immediately grabbed Ajumma’s hips.
“Ajumma, can you turn over for a second?”
“Huh? O-okay…”
Her body had mostly calmed down, but her mind was still half-gone as she obediently followed my words and flipped over.
I pulled up the hips of the now prone Ajumma.
She naturally supported herself with her arms and legs.
“Do-jin…?”
I placed both hands on her large buttocks and pushed my cock into her downward-facing vaginal opening.
Schlick!
“Hk…!”
It was a completely different sensation from entering her in missionary.
Was it because the positions of her vagina and my cock were reversed?
The stimulation on my cock felt entirely different.
“This feeling… hngh… it’s so different…! Haahng!”
It seemed I wasn’t the only one who felt it.
So this is why the choice of position is so important.
Slurp! Slurp!
Every time I pushed my cock in deep, Ajumma’s body rocked back and forth.
“Haahng… heuk…!”
I had always liked missionary.
The pleasure of having sex while looking at the face of the person I liked was the best.
Conversely, I didn’t really like doing it from behind.
The reason was the same: I couldn’t see her face.
But now, I think I understand why people like this position.
Ajumma, supporting herself on her arms and legs, looked just like an animal.
The way she cried out every time I thrust my cock into her, too.
It felt like we had cast off our human shells and become a pair of mating beasts.
As a result, my actions also felt more primal, more instinctual.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
Every time I thrust deep, my lower abdomen slapped against Ajumma’s large buttocks.
Ah, I get it again.
Another reason why this position is so good.
Looking down at Ajumma, crying out like an animal on all fours, I get the feeling that I have completely conquered her.
Yes, a sense of conquest.
Perhaps this feeling—the strange blend of animalistic sex and a sense of conquest—is the real reason people like doggy style.
The mixed sensations made my whole body tense up with more and more strength.
Splurt, splurt, splurt, splurt…!
I used my entire body to slam the head of my cock into her cervix with all my might.
“Heuk… hngh…?!”
The intense stimulation turned Ajumma’s moans into something no longer human.
A sound that was impossible to describe with words, a literal cry, stimulated my ears.
“W-wait…! Hiek… it’s too… too rough…!”
“But you like it more this way, don’t you?”
“Y-yes, but… at this rate, I’ll… again… ahn…!”
Ajumma’s tongue was gradually starting to loll out of her mouth.
It seemed she was on the verge of her second climax.
I was getting close myself.
“Then shall we come together?”
“M-mmh… hiek… yes… to-together…”
Ajumma’s vagina began to squeeze even tighter.
As if I couldn't lose, I responded by increasing the speed of my thrusts.
Squish, squish, squish, squish!
I clenched my ass cheeks, desperately holding back the cum that was about to burst out.
My body knew by now.
The highest pleasure could only be tasted when you shot your load after holding back to the absolute limit.
“Cum for me… hnnng… shoot your cum all over Ajumma’s pussy…?”
Just then, Ajumma’s words stimulated me beyond measure.
Seeing the strange smile on her lips as she turned her head, she must have realized it.
That I was weak to her lewd talk.
“Kgh…!”
And it worked perfectly.
In a situation where I was already at my limit, her words were the finishing blow.
All the strength drained from my body.
At the same time, semen erupted violently from the head of my cock pressed against her cervix.
Spurrrrt! Spurt!
“Haaht…!”
In response, Ajumma’s body began to shake violently.
The way her back arched told me she was in the throes of an even more intense orgasm than the first.
As if she had no strength left to support herself, her body collapsed onto the mattress.
I followed, collapsing on top of her back.
“Haah…”
“Nnngh…”
My mind, which had gone completely white for a moment, slowly started to return.
“Ajumma.”
“Mmh…?”
“Isn’t talking like that at the end a little too stimulating?”
At my question, Ajumma smiled softly with her eyes closed and replied.
“But you like it, don’t you, Do-jin…?”
“Ugh, you caught me.”
“Hehe…”
Ajumma and I held each other.
The sweat from our bodies mixed together, which should have been unpleasant, but we didn't care.
Instead, we pressed our bodies closer, savoring each other.
Then, the soft feeling of Ajumma’s breasts against my chest made my cock get hard again.
“Ajumma, I’m hard.”
“…Let’s just rest for a bit… heuk!”
Spurrrrt! Spurrrrrrt!
Only after pouring my semen into Ajumma’s womb three more times was I finally freed from my lust.