The Neighbor Auntie's Male Ejaculation (1)
“O-oh, put some clothes on!!!”
The instant I saw the next-door auntie screaming with her face flushed bright red—
—Kiiing…!
A sharp ringing filled my ears, followed by a headache so vicious it felt almost sinister.
“Kh…!”
Right after the sudden tinnitus and pain, memories I had never known exploded into my mind.
The next-door auntie’s name was Yoo Heeseon.
She was a B-class freelance hunter with the ability to discharge electricity generated inside her body.
Her husband had also been a hunter, but she had been a widow for ten years now.
She had a daughter two years older than me—an S-class government hunter who commanded the three elements of fire, electricity, and cold.
And… she was the woman who had taken me in and raised me like her own child after I lost both parents in a transfer incident when I was little.
Thanks to that, I had ended up with a taste that only responded to older women.
“Ghh… uhk…!”
The successive flood of memories and the headache finally drove me down onto one knee.
Auntie immediately rushed to my side and began checking my face.
“W-what’s wrong? Where does it hurt? Are you conscious? Can you talk?”
“Just… just a moment… Hoo, hoo… It’s getting better…”
Fortunately the headache and ringing that had surged in like a flood were already ebbing away like the tide.
Whether because of that or not, Auntie’s soft body scent drifted to the tip of my nose, and the one-piece dress that emphasized her violent figure filled my vision.
On top of that, the deep valley of her breasts swaying right in front of my eyes…
“Really? Are you sure? You’re not just saying that… O-oh my. Good heavens…”
Auntie suddenly whipped her head away, her ears turning scarlet.
Even so she kept sneaking glances between my legs.
What the hell. Why is she… oh.
Why is it so huge…?
Even I thought that. The massive cannon between my legs was proudly displaying its magnificent barrel.
…Just like that hunter ajusshi who kicked the wyvern’s jaw earlier said—this really was Special-class.
Anyway, I hurriedly turned my body away.
“I-I’m sorry! I… was taking a nap and I guess I wasn’t fully awake yet…”
“I-I see, ahaha… W-what did I come here for again… Ah, r-right. I-if you haven’t eaten, come over and eat. I-I made pork cutlet.”
“Ah, yes. I’ll put clothes on right away and come. Thank you…”
“Okay… Phew… Why is it so hot…?”
—Click…
At last Auntie Heeseon disappeared beyond the front door.
I pulled out decent underwear and sweatpants, put them on, then sat down in front of the computer for a moment.
These memories of Park Taejin that keep rising even now… they’re memories I don’t know, and yet…
Strangely, they didn’t feel unfamiliar at all.
If anything, they felt like a life I myself had lived.
Of course the memories of me—the mid-thirties guy who used to churn out unread manuscripts in a semi-basement room—were still there too.
It felt like two completely mismatched sets of memories were being mixed together at random.
No—it wasn’t just a feeling. That was exactly what was happening.
If a person’s identity is born from past experiences and memories, then the me right now can be seen as another Park Taejin formed from the fusion of the thirty-something aspiring author Park Taejin and the D-class hunter Park Taejin.
Maybe that was why… even the desire I felt toward Auntie Heeseon felt completely like my own.
No—not desire. A dream. A wish. A hope.
Not the slightest resistance, not even a shred of doubt, arose.
“Ha, nice.”
My other dream that still hadn’t changed was to become a writer who wrote interesting stories.
To do that I had reached the conclusion that I first had to live interestingly.
But I had never known how to live interestingly…
“Right now I somehow feel like I know.”
Muttering that to myself, I stood up.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
And as they say, even Mount Geumgang is best after a meal.
—Ding-dong~
I pressed the doorbell and Auntie Heeseon opened the door at once.
“Y-you’re here?”
“Yes. Haha, it smells delicious.”
I spoke as if nothing were wrong, but my eyes were locked on Auntie Heeseon.
The deep cleavage, the sharply cinched waist-to-hip line… the massive cannon I had barely calmed down was already twitching again.
Even if I’m the neighborhood bachelor she raised like a son, isn’t this a little too defenseless, Auntie?
No wonder the neighborhood bachelor she raised like a son spends every night thinking about pinning her down.
…Okay, that was a bit crude.
Anyway, Auntie led me inside with her face dyed a pretty pink.
“I-is that so? Good. Let’s eat before it gets cold.”
“Yes.”
“Phew… Calm down, calm down…”
With a half-audible mutter she headed toward the sink.
Her back view is killer too…
The braid running down her back gave a refined impression, but the moment my gaze dropped even a little, the silhouette of her side boobs and the naturally swaying ample hips slowly brought a man’s primal urge to a boil.
The desire called domination. Conquest.
Honestly, the thought “Just grab her and…!” was rising, but—
“J-just wait a little~ I’ll set the table right away~”
“Yes~”
I answered obediently to the request to wait and sat quietly.
Needless to say, rape was the method of criminals lower than beasts.
Besides, I wanted to live interestingly—not become a slave to desire.
From a former writer’s perspective, a consensual forbidden relationship is far more attractive than forcing it.
Well… calling myself a writer was generous; all I’d really done was jerk off while excitedly rambling stories only I knew.
—Tak…
Anyway.
At last a steaming pork cutlet was placed on the table.
Together with a rich brown sauce and glossy rice.
I picked up the fork and knife and looked at Auntie.
“Thanks for the meal~”
“Hehe, go on. Eat a lot.”
Seeing her usual smiling face, it seemed her startled heart had calmed a little.
By the way, this pork cutlet was insanely good.
Crispy outside, juicy inside, and every bite released rich meat juices.
“This pork cutlet is really delicious. Did you make it yourself, Auntie?”
“Hm? Ah~ I went shopping and they were selling Orc Pork Cutlet cheap, so I bought some.”
Orc… one of the monsters that came out of the Tower.
Along with baghests, ghouls, and goblins, they endlessly poured out of the lower floors.
Main drops were Low-grade Cores and this meat.
Orcs were such excellent ingredients that even decent fine-dining restaurants used them.
Anyway, I cut another piece of cutlet and spoke again.
“What about Noona?”
“Jina said she’s working overtime. You know how busy Transfer Countermeasures Bureau work is.”
“Aha. Yeah, that makes sense.”
As I’d just seen earlier, in this world a wyvern could suddenly appear downtown any day.
The joint public-private agency that responded immediately to such transfer incidents was the Transfer Countermeasures Bureau, and Noona Jina was an S-class hunter working there.
That’s why she’s often away from home… Of course her salary is more than a D-class hunter like me makes in a year.
In any case, the fact that her S-class hunter daughter wasn’t home was a very, very good thing.
Scoring on an empty goal was far easier than scoring on a goal with a keeper.
—Clatter…
I set the spoon and knife on the empty plate.
Auntie’s gently curved eyes turned to me.
“You already finished?”
“Yes. It was so good. I feel like I could eat Auntie’s cooking every day for the rest of my life and never get tired of it.”
“Oh you… Want more? I prepared Jina’s portion too, but as you know she said she can’t come home today.”
“Yes! As much as you want!”
“Hehe, alright. Just wait a little.”
While Auntie returned to the sink, I quickly ran to the veranda and unlocked the full-length window.
Tenth floor, so no worry about thieves…
Any thief who could climb this high wouldn’t care about locks anyway.
With that thought I returned to the table.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you~”
“Hehe, it’s always nice to see you eat so well.”
After finishing the pleasant dinner, I returned to my own place.
Waiting for the night that would soon come.
“Phew…”
—Flop…
Before she knew it the time was eleven at night.
Heeseon finished wiping the remaining moisture from her hair and lay down on the bed that was far too wide for one person… yet.
“…”
Her eyes were closed, but sleep refused to come.
Was it the cold of the bed that felt especially chilly today?
Or the emptiness of the side that had been vacant for ten years?
The days of soaking her pillow with tears were long past, yet sleepless nights still visited her.
“Haa…”
She sighed again and tossed and turned.
But no matter what position she took, nothing felt comfortable today.
As time passed her mind only grew clearer, and a throbbing, ticklish sensation began rising from deep inside her body.
I shouldn’t… do this…
Before she realized it, Heeseon was painting something in her mind.
Taejin’s naked body that she had ended up seeing by chance.
The massive root that had made her swallow dry air without thinking and kept pulling her gaze no matter how hard she tried not to look.
—Sssk…
No matter how much she repeated that she shouldn’t, that this was wrong, her body finally pushed the blanket aside.
Her long, slender fingers roughly grabbed her white breasts.
As if that weren’t enough, before she knew it she had slipped her fingers between her thighs as well.
“Ahh…!”
—Squish, squish, squish…
Perhaps because of the pleasure rising wherever her hand touched, and the fire inside her body that still refused to go out,
Heeseon was now freely recalling it without any resistance.
She painted the thick, throbbing, veined massive root in her mind and desperately comforted herself.
Completely unaware that the bedroom door had opened just a crack.
I came just in case… but isn’t this a little too convenient for the author? Haha.