The Matron's Midnight Intrusion
The guest hall might have been called a hall, but in truth it was no different from a small village. Each of the long, two-story buildings was apparently assigned to a single guest of the Tang Clan. When I arrived in front of the building allotted to me, two young women who looked like Tang servants were already waiting and swung the main gate wide open to welcome me.
Following their guidance, I stepped inside. The first floor held the living quarters for guests, a simple kitchen, and a small room for the maids who would attend them. The second floor was prepared for small banquets or enjoying tea. The main room was naturally smaller than my quarters back at the Sex Demon Cult Headquarters, yet still quite spacious. Luxurious antique furniture engraved with intricate patterns and the maids’ extremely respectful demeanor made it clear I was being treated as an honored guest of the Sichuan Tang Clan.
“We have brought the drinking table, sir.”
Whether they had prepared in advance or not, the lavish spread the maids quickly laid out contained all manner of delicacies I could never have imagined while I was struggling to reach the peak realm in the desolate, rugged Ten Thousand Great Mountains. “Gaga, say ah~ Here you go♡ Ahh~”
After I enjoyed the heavily seasoned meat dishes that Dang Seorin fed me mouth-to-mouth in the same manner I had been served at the Sex Demon Cult Headquarters, she ordered the maids to extinguish every candle used for lighting in the room. Once we entered the guest hall, Dang Seorin devoted herself to me even more attentively than she had at the inn.
“Gaga♡ You still haven’t had dessert…♡”
When Dang Seorin lifted the hem of her skirt’s side slit herself, I was surprised to see her smooth thighs and, beyond them, her clean, bare sex with no undergarment covering it. Moved by her cute yet brazen provocation, I scooped her voluptuous body into a princess carry and headed straight for the bed. Each layer of clothing I peeled away carried a fresh, cozy fragrance instead of the heavy body scent she had when I first visited the Heavenly Poison Hall, as though she had bathed beforehand. Whether it was some secret Tang Clan technique meant to arouse desire, the scent alone was enough to make my Six Dragons rage uncontrollably. I unconsciously circulated the Fragrance Yin Art at full power.
“Hehe, Gaga♡ Seorin needs lots of thick, heavy loads inside her today, okay?♡”
Unlike yesterday, Dang Seorin seemed to have built up a little resistance to intercourse. She took the lead three separate times, forcing my Six Dragons to breathe their fire. Two loads went deep inside her, and the last one she took entirely in her mouth, giving me quite the show.
-Bleururur! Bleururur!
-Gulp♡ Gulp♡
After wiping every drop of semen from her lips with her fingers, she sucked them clean and said, “Haaah♡ Slurp, slurp♡ The older sisters I know always say a man’s seed tastes bitter, but Gaga’s tastes sweet and peachy, like fresh peaches♡”
She rose from the bed, looking reluctant, and began dressing again as she headed for the door. “Hng… It’s a shame, but this maiden must take her leave now.”
She explained that clan branch members were forbidden from lingering in the guest halls past midnight, a rule born from the Tang Clan’s long history of internal strife caused by branch families colluding with outside powers. “Then I’ll see you tomorrow. Sleep well, Gaga♡”
“You have sweet dreams too, Lady Seorin.”
“Of course. Seorin will dream of Gaga tonight♡”
Watching her retreating figure wave goodbye, I saw her plump hips sway slowly, as if reluctant to leave, before disappearing into the darkness. The sight reminded me of the maids from earlier. “Ah! The Fragrance Yin Art…”
They had still been standing by the door when I carried Dang Seorin to the bed after the candles were extinguished. Yet now I could sense no presence at all. It seemed they had left the building while I was busy with her, without ever being exposed to the Fragrance Yin Art.
“How strange…”
Rather than worrying I had caused trouble, I felt a vague sense of disappointment. I lay down on the bed, scratched my thighs, and tried to sleep. I briefly considered returning to the Sex Demon Cult Headquarters to relieve my lingering lust, but decided it was too bothersome and simply stretched out my limbs, drifting off.
That sleep did not last long. Perhaps an hour had passed when two unfamiliar presences approached from outside the building, keeping a careful distance from each other. My eyes snapped open on their own.
‘Hmm, who could it be…?’
Curious, I almost went out to check, but changed my mind and pretended to be asleep instead. Since I sensed no killing intent, they were probably not carrying blades or the Tang Clan’s famed poison needles.
‘The one in front has yin energy—an older woman whose lower half is aroused. The one following has yang energy—a young man in heat.’
The combination piqued my curiosity, but I kept snoring loudly. -Hrrrngh, kuuuur…
Before even half a quarter-hour had passed since I started snoring, the woman’s presence reached the door first. For some reason she hesitated there, refusing to enter.
-Hrrrngh! Kuuuur!
I snored even louder, afraid she might leave and ruin the fun.
-Srrrk…
Only then did I hear the door slide open carefully.
When I first entered this room I had been too distracted by Dang Seorin’s cute, lewd appearance and my curiosity about the maids to notice, but the door frame must have been oiled with candle wax—there was almost no sound of friction.
-Rustle, rustle!
Along with the feeling of a woman in soft cloth shoes entering, a faint light seemed to brighten the room beyond my eyelids, as though she carried a small lantern.
-Hiss… hiss… hiss…
Once inside, the woman placed incense sticks around the bed and lit them—easily more than twenty. ‘Hmm, similar to Lady Seorin’s scent, but thicker and more potent.’
-Hrrrngh, kuuuur!
While I continued snoring, the smell grew stronger and stronger until I felt a strange sensation in my manhood.
-Twitch!
Just the scent was enough to make me start getting hard. Around that time, the woman finished lighting the incense and approached the bed.
-Thud, thud
Unlike when she entered, her footsteps were now loud and deliberate, clearly no longer caring if I noticed. To keep up the act of being a peak expert named Wang Mo, I had no choice but to open my eyes.
‘Even a peak expert would wake up by now if he were the least bit careless.’
“Who goes there at this late hour?”
“Have you already forgotten this lady, Young Hero Wang?”
Only then did I see her clearly—the woman radiating no internal energy was none other than Geumdan, the matron of the Sichuan Tang Clan.
“Ahem. What brings the Tang Clan’s matron to my room at such an hour?”
She sat on the edge of the bed right beside me and spoke in a coquettish, girlish voice that did not match her age. “That… I think you already know the answer, don’t you, Young Hero?”
At the same time, her smooth hand reached for my manhood. A scent far stronger than the incense—almost nauseating—wafted from her body. “Ugh, w-what is this?!”
With a seductive smile that made the faint wrinkles on her face stand out even more, the matron whispered, “Young Hero, would you like some stir-fried rice cake?”
My Six Dragons reacted instantly, swelling to their limit as if begging to be freed beneath her gentle palm stroking me through my pants.
-Twitch!
“Huhu, you’re carrying quite the impressive weapon.”
When she finally pulled my pants down, my Six Dragons greeted the matron’s half-lidded eyes.
-Flop!
“Haa… I’ve never seen anything this big before♡ It’s like something straight out of an erotic painting♡”
Unable to hold back any longer, she began stripping off her own clothes one by one.
-Rustle, rustle…
Soon her naked body was revealed—a forty-something woman radiating mature charm and experience. Her figure was the classic “easy birth” type: everything that should go in went in, everything that should come out came out, and she looked fully capable of bearing another ten children if a man was willing. Her nipples and areolas were a deep crimson like well-cooked beef, and she wore gold piercings of decent size in both nipples and navel. ‘Matron… just what kind of life have you lived…?’
Her labia minora were naturally stretched far beyond her outer lips, matching her bold behavior of barging into a man young enough to be her son. Clear, fishy fluids dripped steadily from the ends. I could no longer restrain my raging Six Dragons at the sight.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but if you’ve gone this far, Matron, then I can’t just leave you alone either!”
“Huhu♡ That’s exactly what this lady was hoping for♡”
The matron spread her legs on the bed in the vulgar manner of a cheap brothel whore. Thick, sticky nectar already poured from her sex like a leaking honey jar.
-Gurgle, gurgle…
-Squelch!
“Hngh♡”
Her provocative attitude made me unconsciously lick the source of that fluid with my tongue. A bitter, tingling sensation mixed with the flavor of long-fermented soybean paste and cheonggukjang. “Huuuung♡”
‘Tsk. It’s a rare taste, but not one I’d want often. Still, it’s perfect as an occasional treat when life feels dull.’
Her strangely cooperative attitude despite the bold provocation sparked my curiosity. I activated the Fragrance Yin Art at medium strength and asked, “Matron, why did you come to my room?”
-Squelch!
“Does that really matter? Hngh♡”
I punished her cheeky, well-used cunt by thrusting my tongue deep inside. A high-pitched moan echoed through the room.
“Why did you come to my room?”
-Twist!
“Why do you keep asking… Hngh♡”
This time I peeled back her stretched clitoral hood with my fingers and pinched the bean beneath, drawing an even louder cry.
“Why did you come here?”
-Thrust!
“Ahh, haa♡ I-I just wanted to taste a young man’s essence… Haaang♡”
As punishment for lying with her upper mouth, I shoved two fingers straight into her soaked lower mouth and stirred. Because she was so experienced, there was no resistance at all—her cunt swallowed my fingers easily. I probed her inner walls while asking again.
“Why did you come here?”
I wrapped my fingertips with brain-attribute mana and rubbed the most sensitive spot inside her—the one that stood out unmistakably as her greatest weakness.
-Zing! Zing!
“Hngh♡ Haaah♡ I already told you… Hiiiiik♡”
-Squirt! Squirt!
The matron trembled violently, unable to think straight, and squirted all over. “Matron, you’re not acting your age at all. How embarrassing—getting fingered and squirting like a fountain in front of a man young enough to be your son.”
I spoke to her seriously, almost scolding. “So? Why. Did. You. Come?”
I briefly suppressed the brain-attribute mana and mocked her. Her body shook as she finally confessed. “Hngh, w-wait! I-I’ll tell you the truth… Hngh♡”
“If you lie again, I’ll make sure your pathetic cunt understands this isn’t the end.”
“Hiiik! I-I got it!”
With trembling pupils, the matron thrashed in the afterglow of climax and confessed everything in detail. “So you came to perform ‘Harvest Yang to Nourish Yin’?”
-Nod nod!
When her terrified head bobbed, I smiled and said, “Then I’ll let you harvest as much yang as you want. Spread those legs wide, auntie.”
-Zing!
“Hiiik♡”
The matron flinched and spread her legs wide. I aimed my Six Dragons at her sex and shouted.
“Press that cunt right against it, you slut. Taste a cock young enough to be your son’s to your heart’s content!”
“Haaang♡ I-It’s coming!”
At that moment, the faint presence of the young, aroused man I had sensed earlier completely vanished from my awareness—my attention was entirely focused on the matron’s, no, the auntie’s, massive cunt.