Chapter 77: Pork Belly Party (3) [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 77: Pork Belly Party (3) [R-18]
I went down the stairs and drew out a thread-thin strand of mana, attaching it to the area around the front door.
“Alright, that’s done.”
Now, when Shin Yu-jeong arrived, this thread of mana would send me a signal.
I went straight back up to the rooftop, took the hand of the ajumma who was standing there shyly, and led her into the room.
The ajumma knew, and so did I.
The time we had was not very long.
That’s why, unlike the times we savored each and every moment, we rushed to devour each other.
“Hngh… Chuuup… Hah.”
Our tongues tangled stickily as our hands moved busily.
She pulled down my pants, and I lifted her skirt.
Even the time it took to undress felt like a waste, so I only removed her bra and panties, leaving the rest of her clothes on her body as I hiked them up.
All so that if she came back, we could quickly get our clothes back in order.
The feeling, so different from usual, made my body heat up in an instant.
I pulled my lips away and asked the ajumma, who was panting for breath.
“Ajumma, do you realize how forward you’re being today?”
Until now, I had always been the one to show my intentions, but today was the opposite.
She had always been the one to simply accept, weighed down by the deep guilt of our affair, but today, she was craving my affection as if she couldn't bear it any longer.
Why?
At my question, the ajumma answered with a reddened, embarrassed face.
“It’s because of you, Do-jin.”
“Because of me?”
“Making me do that this morning…!”
“Aha.”
Right, I’d been in her care since the morning.
It seemed the handjob from back then had gotten her worked up, too.
And she must have been holding it in this whole time without any release.
“I was barely holding back as it was, and then you go and say all those dependable things….”
It seemed that while she was already struggling with her heated body, the words I’d said for her sake had been the final blow.
“So… you have to take responsibility, Do-jin. This is all your fault….”
Feeling her heated breath, I pulled the ajumma into a tight embrace.
At the same time, I touched a finger to the pussy that was clearly exposed beneath her hiked-up skirt.
Squelch…
“Hnghh….”
With a faint moan, a sticky strand of her fluid became a thin thread connecting my finger and her pussy.
She was right.
Seeing how soaked the area was, it looked like she’d started getting wet a long time ago.
To think a single handjob not only got her worked up but also made her this wet.
It was proof that the ajumma’s body was becoming more and more faithful to its instincts.
I lay down on the mattress and called to her.
“We don’t have much time, so should we do the foreplay at the same time?”
“Mmhmm….”
Understanding my meaning, the ajumma positioned herself on top of me, her pussy facing my head.
The 69 position.
A position perfect for pleasuring each other’s cock and pussy.
“Slurp… Chuuup…!”
Feeling my cock being sucked into her mouth, I looked at the pussy right in front of my eyes.
It was a shade deeper than pink, a soft reddish color.
I caressed the area around it with my index and middle fingers.
At the same time, I gently pressed my thumb against the clitoris that had shyly revealed itself and slowly circled it.
“Hngh… Chuuup… Nngh…!”
Someone once said a woman’s body is a musical instrument.
And that drawing out a beautiful sound depends on the skill of the player.
In that sense, the ajumma’s sensitive body had to be considered a masterpiece.
Because even a light touch of my hand could draw such pleasurable moans for me to hear.
I continued to steadily caress her clitoris with my thumb as I lifted my head and brought my mouth to her.
“Hnngh… Hnnghh… Ht!”
Her body twitched and trembled every time I licked her lightly with my tongue.
I stiffened my tongue and gently moved it in and out of her pussy, took a deep breath against her opening, and swept my tongue over her clitoris.
Every time I heard a different kind of moan, I desperately wanted to take my time and pleasure her for a long, long while, but this was not the time to be leisurely.
As if she felt the same way, the ajumma let go of the cock she had been diligently sucking and turned her body around.
Sitting on my hips and looking down at me, she slightly lifted her ass and began to rub her pussy against my stiffly erect cock.
“You just stay still, Do-jin… Hngh… This time, I’ll do it for you… Aahng!”
As the ajumma lowered her hips, my cock, which had been rubbing against the front of her pussy, was sucked inside in a single motion.
A soft tightness enveloped my entire cock.
It was a comfortable, cozy feeling, like a drawn sword returning to a sheath of the perfect size.
Apart from that, the ajumma wore an expression of utter surprise.
“I wasn’t sure when I touched it this morning… but now I know for sure… Hnngh…!”
“Know what?”
“Your cock, Do-jin… it’s gotten bigger than the first time… Haak… Uh…!”
So that’s what it was. I thought she was pondering something as she stroked my cock up and down this morning.
It was true. My cock had gotten bigger since the first time with her.
By about 1.5 cm, I think.
“They say Awakened Beings can keep growing until they’re twenty-five.”
At my words, the ajumma’s expression changed strangely.
“If it keeps… heuk, growing until then… I might die….”
The ajumma’s greatest weakness was her cervix, deep inside her pussy.
Every time I pushed my cock in deep and slammed it against her cervix, she would moan in bliss.
Even at its current length, it went deep enough to jostle her cervix. What would happen if it got any bigger?
Hmm… just thinking about it filled me with anticipation.
“Since your weakness is deep inside… wouldn’t it feel even better?”
“Nngh… I’m already so happy I can’t handle it…!”
The rest of her words were buried in a moan.
She probably meant she wouldn’t be able to handle any more happiness than this.
But she was wrong.
“The happiness you’re feeling right now will be the least you’ll feel for the rest of your life.”
“Hahng… Nngh…? What does that….”
I gently sat up, wrapping my arms around the small of her back as she trembled, struggling to repeat the up-and-down motion. Then, I reversed our positions.
“Oh my…!”
Gazing down at the ajumma as she landed softly on the mattress, I whispered quietly.
“It means I’m going to make you even happier from now on.”
“Oh, you….”
I gently caressed her face, which had turned red with a feeling different from arousal, and continued.
“So from now on, rely on me.”
A smile bloomed on the ajumma’s lips.
It was an incredibly beautiful smile, yet one that seemed to be mixed with a bit of playfulness.
“Hnngh… Then could you start by cooling my body down…?”
As if even the moment we’d paused was a waste, she squeezed her pussy around my cock. I smiled and replied.
“With pleasure.”
I slammed my hips forward, which had been still.
“Heuk…!”
With a half-formed moan, the ajumma’s face became colored with pleasure.
The virtuous and benevolent expression she had been holding on to so tightly vanished without a trace, and the sight of her face, completely undone by pleasure, stimulated my vision.
Slap! Slap!
Each time I thrust into her pussy, which was gushing with fluid, the wet slapping sound of stepping through a small puddle echoed repeatedly.
With every hard strike against her cervix, the ajumma’s arms wrapped around me tightened.
“Hahng… good… so good…!”
Every time she’s like this, I’m reminded that you should never judge a person by their appearance.
Who would have known that this person, normally so gentle, would enjoy such intense sex?
Probably no one but me.
Forever.
Slap! Slap!
As I was lost in pleasure, moving my body mindlessly, a strange vibration seeped in from outside the door.
It was the unique pulse created when the thread of mana trembled.
It didn’t feel like much time had passed, but was she already back?
I had to stop.
But contrary to that thought, my hips had no intention of stopping and instead moved even faster.
“Hnngh, hnghhk… Nngghk…!”
Just a little, just a little more….
The sensation of cumming, surging from deep within, told me it was almost time.
At the same time, the mana thread I’d set on the second-floor staircase came undone.
The distance between us was closing.
“Hek… Heuk.”
The ajumma’s body trembled finely.
Her fourth orgasm.
Even though she looked half-unconscious, she was still letting out a stream of moans. I held her hips firmly and pushed my cock in deep.
“Nngk… Ohooook…♥.”
“Keuk!”
Semen gushed out from the head of my cock, pressed tightly against her cervix.
The ajumma’s hips, which had been floating in the air as she shivered, slowly sank back down.
At the same time, the thread I’d attached to the fourth floor snapped.
“Fuck….”
I started cleaning up the area at high speed.
I wiped my glistening cock with a wet wipe and pulled on my underwear and pants.
“Hahh, haahh….”
The ajumma was panting, her tongue peeking out slightly.
There was no time. I’d have to hide her bra and panties somewhere else. For now, just quickly fix her hiked-up skirt and top.
“Ajumma, Ajumma?”
“Hahh… Mmhmm…?”
…This wasn’t going to work.
I straightened out the ajumma’s disheveled posture and pulled the blanket up to her chest.
Then it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn’t gotten to properly touch her breasts today.
“Ah….”
I forced down the deep feeling of regret and finished covering her with the blanket.
“Ajumma, just lie down and sleep. I’ll tell Yu-jeong you were drunk and passed out.”
“Mmhmm….”
The ajumma nodded slightly.
Even in her half-conscious state, she seemed to hear the name Yu-jeong just fine.
Finally, as I was frantically spraying air freshener to get rid of the various smells lingering in the room…
“What the? I told them to clean up, where did they both go?”
Shin Yu-jeong’s annoyed voice rang clearly in my ears.
“Hey, Kim Do-jin! Are you in the room?”
Through the translucent glass, her silhouette grew closer and closer.
I quickly scanned our surroundings.
This should be enough to not get caught, right?
“Uh, yeah! I’m in here!”
Forcing down my pounding heart, I opened the door and came face to face with her.
“…You’re back?”
“Yeah. Where’s Mom?”
“The ajumma got drunk and fell asleep, too. She’s resting in my room for a bit.”
At my answer, she frowned.
“Did Mom drink that much? She seemed fine when I left.”
Her memory is annoyingly good.
I hastily added an excuse.
“Actually, the ajumma and I drank a little more after you left.”
“That explains it….”
Thankfully, she seemed to accept it and move on.
“Well, let’s clean up first, then you can wake her up and go down.”
“Hah… I come back from dropping off a drunk friend, and now I have to clean up….”
She looked thoroughly displeased.
I had no choice.
“Just help me out this once, huh?”
I casually wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
Her face immediately reacted.
“Hmph, I’ll help you just for today.”
Seeing her suck my cock in the bathroom might make her seem bold, but in reality, she’s even more of an innocent than I am.
She’s never even had a boyfriend.
Maybe that’s why she shows a weak side whenever I make the first move like this.
She’s so confident when she’s taking the lead, but so shy when she’s on the receiving end.
It’s hard to understand, but it’s cute, so it doesn’t matter.
“Ugh…!”
After a full 30 minutes of cleaning, she stretched.
“You worked hard.”
“Yeah, I think I did work pretty hard.”
Her patting herself on the back like that was making even the slightest bit of gratitude I felt start to disappear.
“So, about that.”
With a meaningful smile, she strode toward me and reached out her arms.
Her outstretched arms wrapped around my neck.
“I think I’m going to need a reward.”
“…What kind of reward?”
At my question, she threw a fastball right at me.
“Let’s have sex.”
Crazy bitch.
I forcibly removed her arms from my neck and answered firmly.
“I’ve been drinking and I’m tired right now. I don’t have the energy.”
Honestly, I hadn’t drunk that much, and I had more than enough stamina for another round.
Besides, even though I’d come with a satisfying release, the fact that her arrival had forced us to rush the ending left a slightly unpleasant feeling.
Still, not today.
“Wow… look at this asshole. You’re not as horny because I took care of you earlier, is that it?”
Shin Yu-jeong’s face was full of betrayal.
Why do I have so many excuses to make today?
“No, honestly, I’m dying to do it.”
“But.”
“Well… we kind of wasted our first time, didn’t we? It was so sudden.”
Of course, it wasn’t my first time, but she thinks it was, so let’s just go with that.
At least until the truth about the ajumma and me gets out.
“So what.”
“…I want to be fully prepared, that’s all. Preparations to make up for our disappointing first time.”
The murderous glare in her eyes softened slightly.
Did she buy it?
“When is it.”
“Huh?”
“When is the day you’ll be all prepared?”
…Good question.
When would that be?