Son Ga-eun
"Come in and assume the position."
At Dong-hyun's command, Son Ga-eun reluctantly perched on the edge of his bed and began undoing the buttons of her blouse. Unlike last time, when she'd only pulled her breasts free, she unfastened her entire top. Her enormous breasts strained against a black lace bra.
The bra was a daring piece — the kind that left her nipples fully visible through the fabric. She seemed to have chosen it deliberately, preparing herself the moment she'd decided to come to his room.
"That's quite the daring bra you've chosen. Though since it's all coming off anyway, was there really a need?"
Ga-eun's face flushed bright red at the teasing.
"Th-that's not it."
She denied it, but her demeanor had clearly softened compared to before.
"It looks lovely, I'll admit. But take it off anyway."
Her hands moved to the front. It wasn't the kind that unclasped from behind — it opened from the front. The moment she unhooked the clasp, her breasts surged free, spilling out of the cups with a heavy sway.
"Wow... I think this every time I see them, but those really are incredible."
Once, she would have snapped at him to shut his mouth. Now she couldn't. If anything, being praised for a body her own husband never even acknowledged left her feeling secretly, treacherously pleased.
"What's so great about an old woman's body..."
"Come on, that's not true. Honestly, you're more beautiful than any woman I've ever seen. I mean that."
When Dong-hyun praised her with genuine sincerity, Ga-eun's face burned even redder.
He approached her, pushed her back onto the bed the same way he had before, climbed on top of her, and took her breasts in his hands. Every time his fingers squeezed and stroked downward, a throbbing ache pulsed between her legs — as though a second heart had taken root in her womb, pounding in time with his touch. And he wasn't even touching her nipples. He was only cupping and kneading her.
"Hah... hah..."
Faint moans slipped out of her without her even realizing it. A hazy, mind-numbing fog had already taken hold, as if her brain had simply shut off.
Ever since Dong-hyun had first caressed her breasts, a nameless, gnawing hunger had been building inside her. It had been over ten years since she'd last been with her husband. She'd forgotten what this kind of sensation even felt like — and now this belated awakening was pulling her under with a force that frightened her.
Not that she'd ever tried to relieve it herself. She had never even masturbated. She had married young, given birth to two children, and then, right in the prime of her sexual appetite, her husband's infidelity had driven them apart. After that, intimacy had grown scarce, until they lived together like little more than strangers. She had nowhere to slake this thirst. When it came to sex, Ga-eun was still no different from a young girl.
Dong-hyun's hands swept across the full expanse of her breasts before finally finding her nipples. Every time his fingers grazed them, a tingling current raced through her entire body. Without meaning to, she squeezed her thighs together and kept letting out heated, restless moans. Compared to just a week ago, this was a giant leap forward.
At last his mouth opened and closed around her breast, taking a deep, hungry mouthful. He sealed his lips into a vacuum and began toying with the captured flesh and nipple with his tongue.
"Nnhhh..."
Ga-eun's hips jerked. Her face — brows furrowed, eyes shut — looked devastatingly sexy.
Dong-hyun's hand slipped, almost casually, beneath her skirt. He was stroking her thigh, but she was so lost in the pleasure that she didn't even notice. He caressed the soft flesh of her inner thigh, then pressed more boldly inward. Her panties were already so soaked they were barely serving their purpose. He tugged the fabric aside and slipped a finger in, stroking up and down along the folds of her labia.
"Haaahn..."
The deeper moan tore out of her — and only then did she realize his hand had pushed into her most private place.
"Don't!!"
She thrust a hand out in a frantic attempt to stop him, but his fingers had already sunk inside.
"...wait..."
She couldn't walk past an oasis after wandering the desert this long. The instant his hand had entered her, she'd understood exactly what she'd been thirsting for. The hand she'd raised to stop him fell limply to her side.
Seeing that, Dong-hyun smiled and began working her in earnest. He'd done this with his hands so many times it was second nature. Breaking down a woman this parched was no challenge at all. He barely had to do anything, and already her whole body was convulsing around his fingers. Two of them pushed into her vagina and scratched that desperate, itching place with delicious precision. Ga-eun drank in every stroke the way a dying woman would gulp water from a well.
"Haaaahn!! Nnhhhhh!!"
She was moaning loud enough to be heard outside the room, but she herself had no idea. Then Dong-hyun's hand stopped cold.
"Huh??? What...?"
She'd been so close — just a little more and she would have come — and he'd known it, stopping with uncanny timing. Ever since he'd practiced climax control with Adrian, he'd learned to read the signs of a woman on the brink. Not that he intended to edge her the way he had Adrian.
"These panties are getting in the way. Take everything off."
At his words, Ga-eun's eyes wavered. Her hesitation ran deep. The original agreement had only gone as far as letting him suck her breasts. Taking her own clothes off now would carry the implication that she was permitting him everything. But she couldn't give up this feeling — not when she was standing on the very threshold of climax. If she refused, she might have to go searching for that oasis all over again, with no idea when she'd find it.
Her deliberation didn't last long. She lifted her hips and stripped off her skirt and panties in one motion.
"Spread your legs for me."
After undressing, she'd clamped her legs shut out of shame, so he told her to open them. He could have spread them himself, but it meant something for Ga-eun to do it with her own hands. Her legs slowly parted. She covered her face with both hands, burning with embarrassment. The sight of her — face hidden, legs spread wide — was maddeningly beautiful.
"Well then... I'll be going in."
Even Dong-hyun swallowed hard without meaning to. He reached down and pushed his fingers inside her.
"Though you really ought to tidy up the hair down here."
The garden she'd left untended for years had grown wild. Ga-eun gave a tiny nod.
Seeing that, he began working her in earnest, sliding his fingers deep inside. He moved carefully, the way one might with a virgin — because her reactions were intense. Ga-eun's sensitivity ranked among the highest of any woman he'd encountered. His right hand pushed into her vagina, massaging the inner folds with the pads of his fingers, while his left worked the area around her labia and clitoris in a relentless rhythm.
"Hyaaaahn!!!!"
She thrashed and cried out, driven nearly mad by the stimulation. Her large breasts bounced and swayed in every direction, a feast for his eyes. But those moans were dangerous. If one of the maids happened to walk by and overhear, things could get very complicated.
Dong-hyun picked up her discarded panties with one hand and tossed them toward her.
"Bite down on these. Your moans are going to leak outside."
Even in her dazed state, Ga-eun stuffed her own panties into her mouth.
"Mmphhh..."
And then she moaned to her heart's content. There was a faintly musky taste in her mouth, but his hands were so overwhelming she couldn't bring herself to care. At last, with both legs locked straight and her hips lifted off the bed, she gushed like a fountain.
"Nnhhhh... nnh... nh..."
After she came, she lay still on the bed, trying to catch her breath — and Dong-hyun started again. His right hand teased and played with her nipple. His left pinched her clitoris between two fingers and stroked it rapidly up and down.
"Khhnnnnhhh!!!"
Fresh off her climax, her body hypersensitive to the point of agony, Ga-eun ignited all over again. In the end, the stimulation exceeded her limits. Her eyes rolled back, and she passed out. From between her legs, something — whether it was arousal or urine, she couldn't have said — poured out in a steady stream.
Dong-hyun picked up his phone and took a clear photograph of the scene.
A short while later, Ga-eun came to, scrambled into her clothes, and fled his room as if running for her life.
"Heh heh heh. What a cute little auntie."
"What? You want a turn too?"
"Hmph! As if a mere human... would dare..."
Serién had watched the entire thing between Dong-hyun and Ga-eun, offering her running commentary — until that remark made her bristle.
"Hmph. You'll be my slave soon enough anyway. Wouldn't hurt to get a little practice in advance."
"You've barely finished a single D-rank quest and you're already dreaming that big?"
"I figure it's only a matter of time."
He said it with complete confidence. Serién wanted to argue, but something about the way he said it made her feel like it really would happen that way. She couldn't bring herself to contradict him.
"Well then... shall we head back over and start getting ready?"
Dong-hyun smiled and opened the quest window. The world he would be crossing into this time was one built for a single purpose.
He needed it to win his bet with his grandfather, Mugang.