The Promotion Celebration Gift (3)
Eun-young noona’s face flushed with obvious tension as she gave me a faint smile and nodded. She already knew exactly what this meant. After all, we had tangled together countless times before. Sex with me always came with that unavoidable stage of foreplay and emotional sharing. It wasn’t the kind of thing you could skip or evade. Besides, I had already brought her daughter to climax twice right in front of her. She couldn’t possibly think I would hesitate to do the same to her.
“Open your mouth.”
“……”
At my command, Eun-young noona cautiously parted her lips, waiting for mine. I leaned in to meet her expectation. Just like I had with Hye-eun, I first pulled the back of her head close and crushed our mouths together. Then my hand slipped beneath the t-shirt she wore in place of pajamas and closed firmly over her breast. Unlike Hye-eun, who had been bare beneath her single layer of sleepwear, I could feel the bra cradling Eun-young noona’s chest. I kneaded that soft mound through the fabric while our tongues eagerly traded saliva and hot breath.
“Mmmph… ngh… slurp… mmm…”
“……”
“Haa… ngh… mmmph… chuup…”
Unlike Hye-eun, who had been too embarrassed to kiss in front of her mother, Eun-young noona actively coiled her tongue with mine, fully immersed in the kiss. I wasn’t sure if it was because the alcohol had hit her harder or if she had simply decided to enjoy the act of lovemaking rather than shy away from it. Either way, her response pleased me, so I poured even more passion into our connection.
“Haa… mmmph!”
When I pushed her bra aside and my fingertip brushed her left nipple directly, Eun-young noona’s body gave a lovely flinch. Just a kiss and a single rolling nipple, yet she looked utterly adorable. On this bed she was no longer the charismatic S-class Hunter, nor the devoted mother willing to do anything for Hye-eun and me. She was simply a woman who wanted to be loved.
“Mmmph…!”
I flicked her nipple playfully, and her whole body jolted upward with it. Our lips parted. When her eyes met mine, I smiled.
“You’re cute, noona.”
“You really… have no shame calling me that…”
She was keeping the promise we had made earlier—not to use the word “auntie” in bed. It wasn’t just about honoring an agreement. Eun-young noona wanted to be seen as a woman by me, so she showed this side of herself. Otherwise she would never have let my words slide so easily.
She had always hidden her true heart behind countless masks, devoting herself only to Hye-eun and me. Even if she secretly wished for something from me as a man, she would never voice it first. If I wanted to peel away those layers, I would have to discover her real desires myself. The best method was to try every kind of foreplay and caress, then remember which ones drew the strongest reactions. One mask at a time, exactly like removing the clothes she wore now.
“I’m going to take your t-shirt off.”
“O-okay…”
“The bra too.”
“Mm… yes…”
Her sweat- and saliva-soaked t-shirt slid away, followed by the black bra hidden beneath. Her breasts were large and beautiful, impossible to believe they belonged to a woman in her forties. Her waist was smooth, without the slightest sag or wrinkle. The reason she could maintain such beauty despite her age was simple: she had lived as a Hunter for a very long time. Everyone knew that the longer and more actively you worked as a Hunter, the slower you aged. The internal energy flowing through your veins suppressed the shortening of cellular telomeres. In short, the stronger and more active the Hunter, the younger they looked compared to their real age.
She had continued working as an S-class Hunter for years even after giving birth to Hye-eun, so her physical age probably hovered around the early thirties at most. On top of that, as a close-combat specialist, her muscles were exceptionally well-trained. All those factors had combined to create the stunning body before me now—a lewd, captivating form that could drive men insane across generations.
“I’ll take your pants off too.”
“Y-you don’t have to announce every single—kyaah?!”
The moment I gripped her hips inside the waistband and lifted her slightly to slide the cotton sweatpants down, she let out an adorably startled sound. Once the pants were gone, only a pair of black panties remained, guarding her most intimate place. They matched the bra I had already removed, and the fabric at the center looked noticeably darker, soaked through.
“You’re just like Hye-eun, noona.”
“……”
“You’re already this wet, soaking your panties from the inside.”
“……”
She neither confirmed nor denied it, simply blushing and avoiding my gaze. Having watched what I did to Hye-eun, she probably figured any reply would only drag her deeper, so she chose silence. That reaction was cute in its own way, so I felt no disappointment. After all, the fact that she had deliberately worn matching erotic lingerie was already an indirect confession of how much she wanted to cling to me.
Pretending not to notice her true feelings, I slid my hand behind her hips and slipped it inside the panties. I was about to remove the final scrap of fabric covering her most lewd and adorable spot.
Squish.
“Haaang!”
I deliberately pushed my left hand deeper, sliding the tip of my middle finger just inside her pussy. Eun-young noona clearly hadn’t expected a hand traveling along her ass cleft to reach so far; she let out a youthful, startled moan.
“I’m taking your panties off now.”
“I-I told you, you don’t have to say every—ohh?!”
As I eased my finger a little deeper and lifted her hips, her reaction was just as sweet. Even though only one knuckle had entered, her passage was already so flooded that warm nectar coated my finger all the way to the first joint. I hooked the soaked panties and pulled them down her legs. Like Hye-eun beside her, Eun-young noona was now completely naked.
“You’re beautiful, noona.”
“…Y-yes. Thank you.”
“Spread your legs a little wider. It’s such a lovely place—don’t hide it.”
“If only you’d shut up…”
Even as she grumbled, her thighs slowly parted. It seemed she didn’t entirely dislike the atmosphere. Perhaps she was already anticipating the caresses to come. From the very first night we shared a bed until now, cunnilingus had been part of our routine almost without fail. The lovely woman in front of me was surely expecting it, even if her pride wouldn’t let her beg for it outright. That mask, too, would soon be peeled away.
She lay half on the bed, upper body resting on the mattress while her hips and lower half hung off the edge—the perfect position for what I had in mind.
“I’ll give you what you like best, noona.”
“W-when did I ever say I liked being licked there the most…? Taegyeong, you really say the strangest things…”
“I never said cunnilingus was your favorite. You just admitted it yourself.”
“……”
Her clumsy denial had backfired into a full confession. Eun-young noona’s face burned scarlet. Maybe admitting that oral sex was her favorite hobby in front of her own daughter was simply too embarrassing. If she could only be a little more honest, satisfying her desires would become so much easier. With that thought, I silently lowered my face between her spread thighs.
Lick.
“Huuup…!!”
I had only given one slow lick to the nectar that her pussy couldn’t contain, yet that single touch made her body jerk as she let out the clearest moan yet. The lewd flavor on my tongue carried a gentle mix of tartness and sweetness.
“This is your favorite, isn’t it?”
“……”
She couldn’t bring herself to deny it, so she answered with silence. I opened my mouth again, this time dragging the tip of my tongue directly across her swollen clit.
“Huuut…!!”
Once again she gave the adorable reaction I expected. One could argue there wasn’t much difference between licking and fingering, but a woman’s orgasm depended heavily on mental satisfaction as well as physical. For Eun-young noona, the very act of cunnilingus itself seemed to fulfill a deep psychological need. Kissing felt like an extended peck between lovers. Sucking her breasts might evoke the image of a child at its mother’s chest. But licking her pussy was unmistakably an act between man and woman. That realization clearly amplified her mental pleasure.
After planting a soft kiss on her clit with my lips, I boldly thrust my tongue inside her.
Lick. Lick.
“Haah…! T-Taegyeong… ahh!”
Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.
“Haaah…!! S-stop…! Stop it now…!!”
Even while her mouth begged me to stop, her calves clamped around the back of my head like always. She was already past the point of being able to pull away. Familiar with her contradictory behavior, I pressed my face even tighter against her and focused on stroking her inner walls with the sharp edge of my tongue.
Lick. Lick. Lick.
“Haaah… haaaaaah…!!”
When I felt her body begin to tremble violently against my face, I knew she was close. It would be unfair to let only Hye-eun climax, so I moved my tongue with even more deliberate intensity, determined to push her over the edge. My hands kneaded her ass cheeks hard enough to leave marks.
Right before she came, I withdrew my tongue from inside her. Then, with a final flick, I dragged the tip upward in one strong stroke across her urethra and clit.
“Huaa… haaaaaang…!!”
A deep, shuddering moan escaped her as clear fluid gushed from her urethra. This time, because her legs had gone limp just before climax, I managed to avoid getting sprayed directly in the face. Watching the transparent liquid scatter across the floor, I felt a surge of satisfaction at having pleased her once again.
“Watching Mom cum so shamelessly right beside me… feels really weird…”
“You make an equally stupid face when you cum, so what’s with the sudden commentary?”
“…I’m not that bad.”
Whether that was true or not, she would find out for herself as the night grew deeper.