Training the Innocent New Bride: Geum Taeyang's Perverted Wedding Night♥
“Huuuuh! Hnnng! Haaahuuuuh! Tuhuuuuh!”
Thud—! Thud—! Thud—! Slurp! Slurp! Squelch! Squish! Plap! Drip…! Drip…! Drip…!
The sight was utterly incongruous. A pristine white floral crown lay neatly on the floor, its blossoms the rare white lotus species unique to the Mohican tribe—flowers symbolizing pure maidenhood. Such wreaths had adorned Mohican weddings for generations. Yet the bride who should have embodied that purity, Athena, was straddling the thick, erect shaft of her new husband and riding it with shameless abandon, sweat pouring down her body like nectar as she howled like a beast in heat.
“You were so prim and proper beside the Great Mother during the ceremony! What a two-faced woman! I bet you were already dripping under that white dress, thinking about my cock!”
Despite his massive frame, Geum Taeyang lay on his back, letting Athena impale herself on him. His expression was one of utter confidence. With both arms folded behind his head, fingers laced, he used them as a pillow while gazing up at her—making it painfully obvious who held the real power.
“So the moment we stepped into the tent you just had to start this mess, huh? Sweating and slurping on my dick like you couldn’t live without it? Was it that hard to hold back, Athena? Can’t you survive without my cock?”
At the start of the ceremony, Geum Taeyang had been genuinely moved. Athena in her bridal attire had been breathtaking, and the tender exchange between her and her mother Sophia had been so warm it almost made him feel like a thief. Yet here they were, barely inside the wedding tent, and already reduced to this. Athena simply couldn’t go without his touch.
“Haaah! It’s your fault! You fucked me before the wedding! I held it in for a whole week, you bastard! Haaaaah! Tuhuuuuh!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Squelch!
Athena’s eyes brimmed with tears as she blamed her husband for reducing her to this shameless, animalistic state. Among the Mohican tribe, once a wedding date was set, the bride spent the final seven days living closely with her parents. Since Geum Taeyang and Athena’s duel had led to a seven-day preparation period, Athena had stayed in the chieftain’s tent with Conan and Sophia. She had barely seen Geum Taeyang, doing her best to ease her parents’ sadness. In short, there had been no time for sex.
“I couldn’t even touch myself…! Hnnng! Tuh! I thought I was going crazy, you evil husband!”
Shake! Shake! Rock! Shake! Rock!
Athena’s first experience had been that cliffside coupling seven days ago, and it had awakened a flood of desire within her. Enduring a full week without even masturbation had left her desperately craving Geum Taeyang’s cock. From her perspective, it was a miracle she hadn’t started fucking him right on the wedding platform.
“Yeah, and now you’re happily letting your husband fuck you. I know how much you suffered. You know I love you, right? I’m only teasing you because I want to make you feel good.”
Stroke…! Stroke…!
“Haaaaah…! You’re so mean…! I hate you but I love you so much…! I really thought I’d go insane… Hiiiii…! Haaaaah…!! Cock…♥”
Slide! Slide! Squish! Slide-slide-slide! Squish!
When Athena’s eyes grew teary, Geum Taeyang immediately offered the carrot. His teasing was never true cruelty—just a calculated sex technique. He gently cupped her cheeks as if wiping away tears and poured out smooth excuses. The master Casanova’s expert push-and-pull melted the simple female Athena completely. She responded with adorable pouting, pressing kisses into his palm. Her cowgirl riding shifted from angry, vengeful pounding to smooth, rhythmic grinding.
“But now that I’ve brought it up, I can’t help wanting the truth. Were you wet? Even while the ceremony was happening?”
Having reminded her she was already half-broken, Geum Taeyang pressed further.
“W-why would you ask something like that…?”
Slide…! Slide…! Squish…! Slide…!
Under his coaxing, Athena denied it, but her tone had changed completely. After venting her frustration, her aggression had faded, leaving only the desire to enjoy sex with Geum Taeyang. She averted her eyes slightly while continuing her sensual hip movements, voice trailing off.
“You can’t even deny it. So you really did get wet. Our Athena got soaked in front of all those people. Maybe I should’ve just fucked you right there on the platform?”
Rock…! Rock…! Rock…!
“Hnnng! That’s not true… Haaahuuuuh! It just felt a little ticklish… Hnnng! Haaah! Y-you pervert! You’ll say anything! Tuhuuuuh!”
Geum Taeyang knew exactly what state her mind was in—he was the one buried inside her, after all. With a look that said “everything about you is already exposed to me,” he matched her movements with deep, powerful thrusts. Athena’s expression grew even more intoxicated; it was difficult for her to reach the deepest parts on her own. Geum Taeyang’s monstrous cock was simply too intimidating. With his help, she now felt him striking her womb, her nose flaring as lewd moans spilled out. She even tossed the white lotus crown aside in irritation.
“Heh. Feeling me hit your womb, Athena? That face says yes.”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Hnnng! Haaah! Pervert! Just remember my face! Haaahuuuuh! Don’t remember that, you pervert! Tuhuuuuh!”
Unable to endure the deep penetration any longer, Athena stopped moving her hips and lifted her ass slightly, unconsciously helping Geum Taeyang thrust more smoothly. He responded by driving upward in vertical strokes while pointing out her blissed-out expression.
“How could I not remember, Athena? It’s the expression I love most. I remember every single face you make when we have sex.”
“Haaang! Hnnng! Haaahuuuuh! D-don’t say such embarrassing things! Haaahuuuuh! Just pound my womb harder! Haaahuuuuh!!”
Spread!
Athena shuddered at his persistence, but Geum Taeyang’s smooth packaging made it irresistible. The pure-hearted female Athena, completely captivated, spread her legs wide in an almost toilet-seat posture and dropped into a deep squat, her face openly displaying the pleasure of having her womb stimulated.
“Since we’re married now, I’ll show you what real sex with Geum Taeyang feels like, Athena.”
Grin…!
Seeing her position, Geum Taeyang’s lips curled confidently. “Our Athena’s perfect ass.”
Grab! Squeeze!
He slid his thick arms under her thighs in the squat position and firmly supported her plump 42-inch ass.
“W-what are you doing…?! What kind of position is this?!”
Even though Athena had been dripping with arousal throughout the ceremony, she had only ever had sex with Geum Taeyang—five times on their first day. This position was completely beyond her understanding. She panicked, but soon her voice changed.
“Huuuuh! Tuh! Haaaaaaah! Haaahuuuuh! Tuhuuuuh!”
Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!
Her head thrown back toward the tent ceiling, she howled like a beast while her massive 75G breasts with erect nipples swayed shamelessly.
“How is it? Different from missionary or doggy, right? I’m pounding up into you from below, Athena. Your womb has nowhere to go but down!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Pound! Pound! Slam! Pound! Slam!
With her ass fully supported, Geum Taeyang had plenty of space to deliver powerful upward rocket thrusts.
“Feels like your pussy is stretching wide open so my huge cock can reach your womb perfectly, doesn’t it?”
“Tuhuuuuh! What is this?! Haaahuuuuh! What kind of position is this?! Tuh! Hnnng! What’s wrong with your head?!”
Shake! Shake! Shake!
Especially with her ass held open, Geum Taeyang deliberately spread her cheeks wider, exposing both her anus and pussy. His 26cm-thick log of a cock pistoned into that wide-open entrance with elastic force, making Athena feel not just “inserted” but thoroughly “pounded.” It was a completely new flavor of sex. The newly awakened Athena Barbara shook her head in disbelief even while drowning in pleasure at her husband’s overwhelming skill.
“Taeyang, you must have slept with tons of women while attending the academy! Haaahuuuuh! You bastard! The tribe sent you money so you could study, and you were out whoring instead! Kyaaaaah!”
Tremble…! Tremble…! Tremble…! Shiver-shiver-shiver…!
Athena’s thoughts inevitably drifted to the image of Geum Taeyang seducing civilized women. As a barbarian woman accustomed to polygamy, she wasn’t angry that her beloved had other women. She was simply mortified that she had worried about him studying hard when he had apparently been living it up.
“Heh…! That’s not true… I just studied hard from books…”
Slap—! Slap—! Slap—!
“Haaahuuuuh! P-pound me! Hnnng! Taeyang’s cock is hitting my womb even more! Kuuuh! The cock of a Taeyang who didn’t study and fucked civilized women instead! Haaahuuuuh!”
Geum Taeyang responded with a shameless grin that made his cheeks itch. In truth he was innocent, but rather than heated denial, this teasing reaction was far more effective. It stimulated Athena’s imagination and gave her even greater pleasure. At the same time, he drove his spring-loaded rocket thrusts deep enough to make her plump ass cheeks ripple violently—satisfying both her mind and body in one go.
“Turn around like this. Looking at your ass is making me want to fuck you from behind.”
“Hnnnnng…! L-like this…? You want to see my ass, Taeyang…?”
“Yeah.”
“Hiiiii… I-I understand…”
Grin…!
Shift, shift, shift.
Geum Taeyang asked Athena to turn around while remaining in the female-superior toilet-seat position. He genuinely loved watching her magnificent ass while fucking her, and he knew she went crazy whenever he said something so honest. True to form, Athena gave him an innocent smile, kept his cock buried inside her, and awkwardly wiggled around to face away.
‘Damn, our Athena’s ass is really something else…’
Thanks to that, the lewd sight of Athena’s ass in reverse cowgirl—commonly called the millstone-viewing position—completely filled Geum Taeyang’s vision.