Control
I couldn't leave it like this.
"Auntie, roll over for me."
"Why?"
"It's not over yet."
"Haa... just let me rest a little."
I grabbed the pleading woman's legs and changed positions. Climbing on top of her, I pressed my weight down and kissed her deeply.
"Mmm, chuup, haa, slurp. Auntie, you taste so fucking good."
"Haa... mmm. I felt so good too. Why are you so good at this?"
I couldn't tell if she was genuinely impressed or just trying to stoke my lust. Either way, it worked.
"Actually, this was my first time with you, Auntie. Maybe it's because I practiced while you were sleeping?"
"Oh my, really? So Suhyuk was still a virgin?"
I couldn't hold back anymore. I pushed her thighs up and thrust my cock into her in missionary position.
Squuuish.
"Hngh! Don't move yet... just wait a second."
"Okay."
"Hehe, such a good boy. But Suhyuk..."
Her tone kept igniting my desire. Why did everything she say sound so lewd?
"Yes?"
"When I was asleep, didn't you get any reaction at all? Did your practice actually work?"
"Of course. You were moaning and convulsing all over the place."
"What?"
Suddenly she averted her gaze.
"Why?"
"I couldn't react at all while I was sleeping... Did it really feel that good?"
This was definitely seduction. I grabbed her waist and started pistoning.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, squelch, squish, squelch, squish.
"Ahh. Why are you suddenly pounding me so hard?"
"You were the one tempting me, weren't you?"
"You noticed? Hehehe."
Goosebumps prickled across my scalp. Auntie was a complete vixen. My mouth went dry with thirst.
Chuup, slurp, smooch, lick.
I kissed her while increasing my thrusting speed. The way her hands wrapped around my head filled me with a sense of conquest. I bent down to knead her breasts and licked her nipples. I rolled them gently with my tongue before lightly biting the hardened peaks with my front teeth.
"Hngh! They're sensitive, so don't bite too hard!"
"Got it."
"Good boy, hehehe."
Feeling her hand stroking my hair, I sucked her nipple hard.
Slurp, suck, smack.
She wrapped her legs around my waist. I kissed her again and lifted my hips, preparing to really give it to her. I stroked her soft thighs, then grabbed her ass and lifted it slightly. In that position, I slammed into her with force.
Thwack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ahk! Ahn, hngh, ugh, ahaaa. Yes, just like that!"
"Auntie, do you prefer it gentle or rough?"
"I like it gentle, but I like rough too!"
She only said things that pleased me. I adjusted my rhythm to make it easier for her to feel it, then suddenly thrust hard every few strokes.
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, slap! Slap! Slap! Squish, squish, squish, thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"Ahaaak! Ahh, I can't take it! No! Hnnng!"
She grabbed the sheets that had been pushed aside and screamed, then lifted her hips in time with my powerful thrusts and began to tremble violently. The intense pressure nearly made me cum right then. Her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, quivering nonstop. The sight was incredibly erotic. What if I just kept fucking her like this?
Chuup, smack.
I gave her a light kiss and continued thrusting without a word.
Smack, smack, smack.
"Ahk! No! I already came so much! Let me rest!"
"No. I haven't cum yet. Just endure it."
"Ahk! Nooo!"
I held down her struggling body with strength and fucked her steadily.
Squish, squelch, squelch, squish, squish, squish.
"Ahk! Aah! Hah! Aaaaaah!"
She kept screaming. If we'd been at the shelter, it would've been dangerous. Maybe she was deliberately being loud on purpose. To fully savor her sense of liberation.
"Ahk, Suhyuk! I'm exhausted. Hurry up and cum already!"
"Okay. I'll cum for you!"
The way she begged for my load was so hot I almost blew right then. I pounded harder.
Squish! Squish! Squish! Thud! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Every time I slammed my hips forward, the pleasure grew stronger until it became a massive wave crashing back over me. I couldn't stop now.
"Auntie, I'm gonna cum!"
"Yeah, cum quick! You can cum, right?"
Thwackthwackthwackthwackthwackthwackthwackthwackthwack!
She stroked my ass and waist encouragingly. I thrust with every ounce of strength I had. Listening to her screams, I poured everything inside me.
Spluuuurt! Spluuuurt! Spluuuurt! Splurt! Splurt!
The sounds of the world faded away and my vision turned white. Feeling dizzy, I collapsed onto her chest.
"Haa, haa, haa, haa."
"Haa... Good job."
Her hand stroking my head felt sweet. I reached out to knead her ample breasts and sucked on them again. Once my excitement had somewhat subsided, Auntie fell asleep.
Seeing her pussy leaking cum made it hard to hold back. 'I have things to do tomorrow, so let's sleep for now.'
I rolled her onto her left side, slid my cock between her thighs, and held her as I tried to sleep.
'This won't work.'
I couldn't fall asleep like this. I started thrusting roughly as if trying to wake her.
Thwackthwackthwackthwackthwackthwack!
Only after cumming one more time could I finally sleep.
When I got up from the bed, Auntie was gone. Instead, the delicious smell of stew filled the air.
"You're awake? Hehehe."
Auntie peeked her head through the doorway. For some reason, the teasing made my chest tingle.
"Did you sleep well too, Auntie?"
"Yes, thanks to you. Did you sleep well after that, Suhyuk?"
"Yeeeah..."
It sounded like she knew everything. When I went to the kitchen, she was in the middle of cooking. Seeing her elastic ass made me want to fuck her again.
'I already couldn't hold back yesterday and went even more. At least wait until tonight.'
I barely managed to endure it. Instead of fucking her, I walked over and groped her ass.
"Ahh. What's wrong? We did it so much yesterday, are you still not satisfied?"
"Auntie, please don't tempt me right now. I'm barely holding back as it is."
"Oh my, I got caught."
The dazed Auntie was gone. A nine-tailed fox had taken her place. The way she smiled with her eyes and seduced me was so blatant that blood rushed to my cock.
"I can't take it. I'm gonna cum quick!"
"Oh my!"
I yanked down her dolphin shorts and panties in one go and thrust straight in.
"Haa, doing it from the morning already!"
"You were the one who tempted me!"
"That's true, but..."
She glanced back slightly and smiled with her eyes. I really couldn't hold back anymore.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thwackthwackthwackthwack!
"Ahng! Hngh! Ahh! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Auntie, you taste so good!"
"You haven't even eaten yet! Uhhng!"
"I'm eating right now!"
I didn't have the luxury to go slow. Even her screams sounded sweet.
After our morning fuck, we sat at the table again. With an awkward smile, I looked at Auntie across from me. My sexual desire had boiled over from the morning and I couldn't control it.
'Still, I finished faster than yesterday.'
The carefully prepared meal had all gone cold, so we reheated it.
After washing up, it was already noon.
'Good, it won't interfere with the plan.'
Before executing today's plan, I gave Auntie a brief explanation about WAW.
And the guidelines that would follow.
"As you saw yesterday, Auntie, there will be plenty of cases where people betray us or stab us in the back just like those uncles."
"That kind of..."
"In the apocalypse, survival comes before things like justice, compassion, or mercy."
Auntie simply listened to me in silence.
"That doesn't mean we can just hide forever. If we fall behind, we'll eventually die."
"Then what should we do?"
"We have to hunt zombies and monsters to get stronger."
Was she imagining fighting monsters? Auntie's expression darkened.
"But you don't need to do that, Auntie."
"Really?"
"Yes. Because the Survival Cooking class is a supporting skill. You can level up just by diligently making food."
Auntie's face brightened again. She didn't need to fight directly. She just had to level up using the ingredients we'd gathered yesterday. Food was an important resource. We could sell it at a high price to obtain valuable items or labor. If the food even gave buffs, we could suck people dry to their very souls.
"You don't need to fight, Auntie. Just focus on cooking hard."
"That's such a relief. Honestly, I wasn't confident."
"Even if you didn't have any skills, you'd still be safe. Because I'll protect you."
Even if Auntie had no skills, I had no intention of letting her go. In the apocalypse, beauty itself was a powerful weapon.
"Thank you."
"For what."
I lined up the residents neatly in the central clearing of the apartment complex. About 150 people.
"Is everyone here?"
No one answered. They just glanced around at each other. Some middle-aged women in the back were even chatting.
'These people are out of their minds.'
Even after seeing what happened yesterday, they hadn't learned anything.
Whoosh— Crack!
"Huk!"
"Oh my god!"
"Uwaaa..."
A heavy silence fell over the residents.
"Answer properly when I ask. Understood?"
"Yes!"
"Understood!"
"I'll answer!"
Even their answers were noisy like chatter.
"Answers should be short and clear. Understood?"
"YES!"
The residents trembled as they looked at the shattered tree branches.
"Uncle, come forward."
"Yes!"
It was the middle-aged man who had pulled the cart yesterday.
"Hand these papers out."
"Understood!"
When the man passed the papers to the front row, they were handed back.
"Now, fill in all the blanks on this paper."
"YES!"
I had printed out sheets for everyone. The top section had fields for name, number of people, level, possessed skills, and skill levels.
"Can I ask a question?"
"What is it?"
A woman who looked to be in her twenties asked timidly.
"What do level and skill mean here?"
As expected, they needed an explanation. But first, there was something I needed to check.
"Anyone who knows their level and skills, raise your hand."
A few people raised their hands.
"Come forward."
"Yes!"
"Understood!"
They all had close-combat skills. But none of them were useful. Just things like Swing, which was a lower version of Bash.
I explained the status window and skill window to the residents. At first they were just surprised. But once they understood the skills, some of their expressions turned sinister.
'Their thoughts are so obvious.'
After seeing the skills I used, they believed they could become as strong as me. Maybe they even thought they could become stronger than me.
I ordered those types to mark their sheets and collected the papers. Then I divided the residents into two groups.
"This side is Group A. This side is Group B."
"Why did you divide us like that?"
A bulky man from Group B asked.
"Group A will be doing chores."
The man grinned at that.
"Group B will be fighting."
"What?!"
"What's the criteria?!"
"You said you'd protect us yesterday!"
Group B, including the man who had been smiling, protested.
"Sigh, just shut up already."
The residents' expressions changed in various ways.
"Who said I'd protect you? You have to take care of your own safety. If you have complaints, come at me."
No one stepped forward.
"The supplies I'm taking from you or will take are payment for clearing out the zombies for you. And how I use you is entirely up to me. If you don't like it, get out of the safe zone I built."
A few of them scowled and bared their teeth. Their eyes gleamed fiercely as if they might charge at any moment. I pointed at one with tattoos all over his body.
"You."
When I pointed, he looked at me brazenly as if asking what I wanted.
"Come here."
"Why?"
He was the guy who had led the insults against me yesterday. His face was full of dissatisfaction. If I left him alone, he'd nitpick every little thing, or stab me in the back. What destroys a group isn't external threats. It always collapses from within. I had to cut out the unstable elements before they could sprout.
"Watch carefully. This is what happens to those who talk back to me and don't follow orders immediately."
Swoosh— Thunk!
"Gurk, kuhk, urk."
"Kyaaaaah!"
"Uwaaaaah!"
"Ugh!"
"Fuck, that bastard!"
The man with an arrow in his throat collapsed on the spot. Shoo— Thunk! An arrow also pierced the chest of the man who had been cursing me.
"Kuhk! Uuuurk, glurk!"
"Kyaaaaah!"
"I didn't say anything!"
"Please spare us!"
At the sight of blood, they all panicked and fell to the ground. As expected, showing them was easier to understand than words.
"Uncle, lead them and take care of all of it."
"Understood!"
I had instructed the cart uncle to lead Group A and gather supplies and food from two buildings. Unit 501 was Auntie's house, Unit 2 was mine. We would store goods and food in Units 3 and 4. I didn't warn them not to steal food or supplies. The tower would mark anyone who did.
I explained the plan to the remaining Group B.
"You are consumables."
This time there was no resistance.
"You will be fighting zombies and the fire spirit Salamander."
"What..."
"No, what the..."
"I'd like to know the reason you're making us fight."
A man with glasses asked me. I should tell them the reason. That way efficiency would increase.
"I remembered everything."
"What do you mean?"
"Group B consists of those who ignored my warnings, cursed at me, or ignored my words and went back home. You all have marks on you. And those are slave brands."
Their faces turned to shock.