81. Temporary Residence (6)
Temporary Residence (6)
81. Temporary Residence (6)
While they leisurely enjoyed the bath in their jars, I also heated a jar and scrubbed myself clean, splashing myself with a gourd.
"Yeongmok. Please take me out now."
Only Master's head was poking out. After I took her out, Jeong-hyang opened her arms to me again, appealing for me to take her out too. Once I took Jeong-hyang out as well, the two women picked up towels and approached me from either side.
"You've worked hard, Yeongmok. This time, I'll wash you properly."
They carefully wiped my body with towels from either side. They weren't even scrub towels, but it was incredibly refreshing. I'd expected some kind of erotic bathhouse event, but they just diligently wiped my body down. If only we had some slippery soap, I could have hoped for some slick play in the bathroom.
Even aside from bathroom play, I really needed soap. No matter how much I searched my past life's memories, I only remembered that mixing lye and cooking oil made soap, but I didn't know how to make lye. In the end, just as the demon had said, all I felt once again was how truly worthless half-baked 21st-century knowledge was.
Jeong-hyang stopped Master, who was trying to get dressed and head to my quarters.
"Wait, Master. We'll just have to come back here to wash up when we're done anyway. So just leave your clothes."
"Even if it's only next door, walking down the hallway naked is too embarrassing."
"Master. Right now, honeywater is leaking out of you."
Master, who had a masochistic constitution, had secreted her love juices at the mere thought of walking naked in the hallway, and had been caught by her disciple Jeong-hyang, who knew her better than anyone.
"Since Hyang is the first wife, I'll follow her lead today. But next time, we'll do what I want."
"Master, you are the first wife. I said I wouldn't marry Junior Brother unless that condition was met. But what is it you want to do?"
"Yeah. There's something I've wanted to try. I'm going to put a leash around my neck and crawl on all fours like a dog."
"Does Junior Brother like that too?"
"Yeah. Yeongmok likes it too."
"Mm-hm. I don't mind crawling, but I don't like being hit because it hurts. Junior Brother, please be gentle when you hit me."
"Master can enjoy it her way, and Senior Sister can enjoy it hers. This isn't an inn order, so why force everything to be the same?"
"No. I truly like both Master and Junior Brother. I want to be together forever. Even when we enjoy sex, I want to do it together."
This was the greatest difference between her and Master. Master wanted everyone to find their own happiness and eventually follow their separate paths, while Jeong-hyang wanted her sect family and lovers to remain together forever. Whose lead was I supposed to follow? Lee Eun-ha suddenly came to mind. Her way of thinking was the closest to mine, so what answer would she give?
"Heh! Junior Brother! You were just now thinking about another woman. Who were you thinking of when you have two naked wives right here?"
What the hell? She was usually so oblivious, yet she sensed things like this with uncanny accuracy.
"This won't do. Master. We need to teach our Junior Brother a lesson today."
"Yeongmok. Did you know? The sexual desire of an older woman is incredibly scary."
They were so cute I thought I'd die. Watching the two of them speak with their cheeks puffed out stirred something like fatherly affection in me rather than simple lust.
They exited the bathroom and headed for the hallway. Instead of going to my room, they opened the door to a large room and went inside.
"This is the Yin-Yang Art Training Room. I asked the Daeseon Construction Company people to build a room like this next to Junior Brother's quarters."
Ah... was that its purpose? Come to think of it, putting guests next to my quarters would have been a bit weird.
"Did Hyang ask Vice Sect Leader Ban to prepare this separately too? Wouldn't it be better to do it in the sleeping quarters?"
"No. The honored dead are watching us in the sleeping quarters right now."
Jeong-hyang sounded slightly stubborn. The happiness of each individual and the happiness of being together. Perhaps this Yin-Yang Art Training Room that Jeong-hyang had prepared was a blueprint for our future marital home. Ordinarily, in a household with multiple wives, each wife had her own room and the husband visited one of them. That would inevitably create a wife he visited often and another he rarely saw. Perhaps Jeong-hyang sought a Central Asian-style harem rather than an East Asian system of concubinage.
She strode boldly into the room and lay down on the ridiculously large bed. There was no mattress, but the fluffy bedding and soft silk blanket looked quite luxurious. I lit the lamps placed here and there with my fingers using Flame Qi, and the soft glow created a certain ambience. Come to think of it, Flame Qi was really useful. An all-purpose lighter that didn't even go out in water.
"Today, it's my way. Lie down next to me, Junior Brother. Master, lie down next to Junior Brother."
Jeong-hyang said, tapping the spot next to her with her palm. Once I lay down beside her, Master lay down on the other side. Then Jeong-hyang licked my chest. On the opposite side, Master followed her lead and licked my right chest.
A dizzying pleasure. A man reacting to nipple stimulation was somewhat unsightly, but with the two beautiful women I loved sucking on my chest from both sides, the cock I'd been holding back even while bathing shot straight up to the sky. Then the two tongues gradually descended. Down past my chest to my abdomen, and finally to my cock. Two small faces latched onto my monumental penis. Their bright red tongues crossed like snakes, swishing gently against my shaft. When Jeong-hyang's tongue came up to stimulate the underside of the glans, Master's tongue went down to assault the base of my cock. Just as they had said they'd teach me a lesson, the two of them kept me in agony with only the barest minimum of stimulation.
"Master. I'll yield this to you."
"You don't have to yield."
"Just do it. You said you'd follow my way today."
At Jeong-hyang's urging, Master had me stand up and knelt beneath me to take my cock into her mouth. Come to think of it, lying down was perfectly sufficient for oral, but did Master have some kind of illness where she couldn't give head without kneeling? Still, this posture gave me a tremendous sense of conquest, and I got an unobstructed view of Master's small, round ass as she knelt before me, which was nice.
And then, right at that moment.
"Ugh... Ahk! Senior Sister!!"
If Master's fetish was masochism, Jeong-hyang's was anal play. Her stiffened tongue forced its way into my anus. Glans and anus—front and back—she stimulated me until I nearly lost my mind. I eventually grabbed Master's head by habit and ejaculated. Jeong-hyang, who had been holding my waist, swiftly moved over to Master and kissed her deeply. A white, cloudy liquid rested on her slightly extended tongue.
*Gulp.*
They both swallowed. The two women who had been so adorable moments before instantly became seductive temptresses and gazed at me with coquettish eyes.
"Did you like it?"
"Yes. I really liked it, Senior Sister."
"This is the Yin-Yang Art Training Room, but it's really our future bridal chamber. So at least while we are here, call me Hyang."
As expected. Just as I had guessed, this was our future bridal room. She might not be a peerless beauty, but she was so incredibly lovely as she envisioned the fruits of our love.
"All right, Hyang."
"Hehehe. You have to praise me when I do well. I also pat Cho Junior Sister's head when I praise her."
Jeong-hyang gently tilted her head, asking for praise. As I stroked her head, Master spoke up from beside me.
"Call me Yeong-ok, too."
"Now that's asking too much."
"Are you discriminating against me because I'm old?"
"Instead, I'll speak casually to you."
"Serving a young husband is truly miserable. And your other wife gets to be called Hyang? Is there any wife in the world more pitiful than I am? Praise me too. One slap on the bottom will do."
Master wiggled her bottom softly. In a flash, Jeong-hyang, with a mischievous face, grabbed Master's bottom and buried her face in it.
"Aang!! W-Wait! Th-There...!!"
"Don't close your legs, Master."
At the slightly commanding tone, Master blushed and barely managed to spread her legs wide. Jeong-hyang slipped beneath her and began licking her soaked pussy. A woman's genitals lay very close to her anus, so my face inevitably bumped into Jeong-hyang's. While I carefully licked Master's vaginal opening, Jeong-hyang's tongue, which had been licking her anus, suddenly tangled with mine.
I chose not to think about where that tongue had just been. It was simply Jeong-hyang's tongue, extraordinarily fragrant and even sweet. Our tongues clashed, then we returned to our respective areas to stimulate Master's pussy and anus, only to meet again in that narrow space and share a deep kiss. Jeong-hyang gently pushed me aside and moved toward Master's pussy.
"Ah!! Ah... Th-There!!"
Biting gently at Master's prominent, hairless clitoris, Jeong-hyang began stimulating the inside of her vagina with her fingers. While teasing Master, she lay facedown and spread her legs wide, showing me what I was supposed to do.
"I missed you, White Wolf. I really missed you. I missed you so much that I rubbed my pussy against Master while pretending to have sex, but it did nothing to ease the loneliness or longing. That's right. The reason my vaginal opening exists—no, the reason every hole in my body exists—is to receive you, White Wolf. Now that empty hole has finally been filled like this."
As I pushed my cock into her pussy, she spoke with such aching longing that tears seemed ready to spill from her reddened eyes.
"W-Wait! Hyang! I'm about to come! Save that for later and finish what you were doing!"
Master's frustration at being cut off at the perfect moment, thanks to Jeong-hyang's heartfelt words.
"Master. Come this way."
As Master came to my side, I took Jeong-hyang from behind while kissing Master and slipping my hand into her pussy.
"In-Indeed, Yeongmok. A man's fingers are different. They're so thick and the feeling is..."
"Master, you stay still for a bit too. It's hard to kiss when you're talking like that."
"S-Sorry. Ah! There!! Pinch there hard!"
Master was overjoyed when I pinched her clitoris. At that instant, Jeong-hyang's vagina tightened around my cock with absurd force.
"I practiced a lot, didn't I? They say that once the Yin Blossom Art reaches the Fifth Stage, the vaginal muscles can grip hard enough to sever a penis."
"That's so scary I wonder if I'd even be able to put it in."
"What's scary about it? You can do it with my mouth anyway, and you put it in my mouth just fine."
"Now that you mention it, I guess so."
"Who does White Wolf love more, me or Master? I'll consider whichever wife climaxes first to be the one he loves more."
I suddenly became desperate. Unlike Jeong-hyang, whom I was fucking with my cock, Master had only my fingers. I hurriedly found Master's erogenous zones and brought her to climax with fast, rough fingerwork while increasing the speed of my thrusts into Jeong-hyang. The three of us barely managed to climax at the same time. Then it was Master's turn. While she was still basking in the afterglow, I slipped my hands behind her knees from behind, lifted her like a baby, and pushed my cock inside. It was a standing lift-and-fuck position I'd seen only in Western porn in my past life, but with my enhanced physical abilities, it wasn't difficult at all.
Master was abruptly lifted and penetrated. She flailed her feet, which couldn't reach the floor, but soon began enjoying how helplessly restrained she was.
"Master. You look like a baby."
"Th-This position is better than I thought! I feel like a toy just offering up my hole without being able to do anything!"
"As if you wouldn't enjoy it."
Jeong-hyang swept her tongue softly across Master's chest. It wasn't even persistent caressing, just a grazing touch, but Master's whole body flinched from the stimulation.
"Our Master may be short, but her breasts and nipples are huge. Were they made to seduce men?"
Jeong-hyang playfully grasped Master's clitoris. Lost in pleasure, Master seemed to take even those words as abuse and began panting as her body grew hotter. My cock was in her vagina, Jeong-hyang's tongue was on her nipples, and Jeong-hyang's hand was on her clitoris. With all three of her principal erogenous zones under attack, Master climaxed so violently in midair that her body seemed to collapse.