Caught by Beloved Auntie Min-jung During a Filthy Cam-Masturbation Climax [First Wife Kim Min-jung] [1]
I want to hear more... I want to hear Geum Tae-yang confessing his love to Auntie Min-jung right in front of me...! It's so insanely stimulating...! Nngh...!
Jo Yu-mi craved it.
She hungered for the man she loved to cry out another woman's name right before her face. She wanted to feel that ache in her chest—and then sublimate that heartache into pure sexual pleasure.
When the bewilderment first rose in her, she had tried to figure out what the feeling even was. But humans are emotional creatures in the end, and before she knew it she had locked onto nothing but the emotional catharsis. That was how she finally recognized it: the conversion of her own mental pain into pleasure.
And so Jo Yu-mi's innate masochistic nature began to open up.
"Khh—nnngh!! Khh—uuuh!! Auntie Min-jung's incredible milking jugs! A full 75J-cup pair of tits! Hhh—nnngh! Looking at that face she makes when she feels my cock, I'm about to blow any second!! Hhh—nnngh!!"
Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck!
Even if Geum Tae-yang had become a harem stud, he still had no way of noticing that Jo Yu-mi's masochistic side was blooming right then. He was simply working for his own prostate pleasure—straining toward a simultaneous climax with her.
"Auntie Min-jung's pussy melts my cock!! Hhh—nnngh!! Even without the piston work, it's a pussy that yanks the cum straight out of my balls!!! Tuhh—nnngh!!! Goddess of sex, Auntie Min-jung!! Khh—nnngh!!!"
Because of that, Tae-yang leaned on Kim Min-jung even more passionately. He was practically speaking in tongues now, praising her and crying out her name.
Hhh—nnngh!! I love it...! Tae-yang calling another woman's name while doing this with me is so fucking intense...! Hhaa—nnngh! I love this male so much...! Hhh—nnngh!
And me...! Hhaa—nnngh!! The fact that I like a Tae-yang like that makes me so filthy...! Hhh—nnngh!!!
Chup! Chop! Chup! Chup! Chup-chup-chup-chup! Chup-chup-chup-chup!
Without meaning to, he began filling Jo Yu-mi's masochistic needs even more completely. Eyes shut, pussy bared, she left herself to her own masturbation while listening to Geum Tae-yang's voice lusting after Kim Min-jung—and she felt herself going insane with it. Her focus sharpened further; her masochistic nature opened fully and completely.
Masochism, at its base, is about abusing and degrading yourself. Of course Yu-mi wasn't consciously steering toward that knowledge—it was more like her instincts were hunting it down on their own.
"Khh—nnngh!! Auntie—aah! Auntie Min-jung, I really love you so fucking much!! Hhh—nnngh! I want to grab those milking jugs of yours and shove it into your pussy!! Hhh—nnngh!! Hhh—aaaaah!!"
Bounce!! Bounce!! Bounce!! Bounce!! Bounce!! Bounce!!
Thwuck! Squish! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Squish! Thwuck! Thwuck!
"Hhh—nnngh!! K! Kiiing!! Hyaang! Hyaaaang! Kiii! Hnngh! Hhh—nnngh!!"
Squelch! Squelch-slap! Pssht! Squish! Squish! Squish! Sliiiick! Slap! Thwuck!
It was only a screen, but if you read it roughly, Geum Tae-yang might as well have had another woman right in front of him. With filthy manners he cried out another woman's name while slamming his hips roughly into the left hand that was gripping him. A seriously immoral male if there ever was one.
But even more of a spectacle was the perverted masochist bitch Jo Yu-mi—who liked that immoral male so much she was freely opening the masochistic sexual wall she had accidentally discovered, all through a vigorous pussy-fingering.
"Hhh—nnngh! I love you, Auntie!! I love you!! Khh—nnngh!!"
—Pssssssssshht!! Brrrrrrrt! Pssht! Pssssssssshht!!
After that, Geum Tae-yang fired his cock-juice all over the phone screen that was live-broadcasting Jo Yu-mi's pussy-fingering scene.
"Hhaa—nnngh!! Hnngh! Hhh—nnnnngh!!"
—Ssssssssuuuuck!!!
Jo Yu-mi let out a coquettish moan worthy of a masochist bitch and arched her back like a bow as she climaxed.
"Uhhn! Khh! Khh—nnngh! Hnngh!"
Twitch! Twitch! Writhe! Twitch! Writhe! Writhe!
Brrrrrrrt...! Pssht! Brrrrrt...! Pssssssssshht!
Geum Tae-yang had finally, cleanly succeeded at his first-ever cam-jerk session. Along with the gradually thinning streams of cock-juice, he savored the way his whole body had started to shudder.
And then, from right behind him—
"Tae-yang, did you call for Auntie?"
—the angelic MILF he loved so desperately, Kim Min-jung, answered him in a soft, almost shy voice that wasn't really an answer at all.
"Ah, I see... so that's what happened, Tae-yang..."
Nod...! Nod...! Nod...!
Wipe...! Wipe...! Wipe...!
Geum Tae-yang's phone was covered in his semen. Kim Min-jung wiped it clean with her skirt. At the same time she nodded slowly, accepting what she had heard—Tae-yang had just finished explaining why he had been outdoor-jerking in the first place.
"My auntie... Yu-mi was masturbating to raise her points... I called her right in the middle of it. We talked about this and that, and eventually I figured if I helped her it would finish faster, so I just..."
Scratch...! Scratch...! Scratch...!
Tae-yang had already straightened his lower half. He watched Kim Min-jung's loving, tender figure as she cleaned his phone, and—embarrassed—he raked his fingers through his hair. In his left hand he held a handkerchief. What had that handkerchief been used for? Kim Min-jung had wiped his cock with it.
Truly a MILF overflowing with maternal force, Kim Min-jung. When she discovered Geum Tae-yang mid outdoor-jerk, she had been startled out of her mind. But this woman—rich in maternal instinct and madly in love with him—put caring for her beloved male, who had just climaxed and shot his load, ahead of mastering her own shock. So she had hurriedly wiped him down with the handkerchief she always carried.
The result was that Tae-yang felt cradled to the point of madness. Of course he had no choice but to come clean.
"Aigoo, my Tae-yang... you don't have to be so embarrassed or sorry. You were helping Yu-mi—your friend and comrade..."
Kim Min-jung smiled gently and warmly embraced the flustered Geum Tae-yang. Of course, that had been her heart from the very beginning all the way through. But she was so refined and so good at supporting her man that she had first asked him the circumstances in a somewhat demure tone, so she could hear the full picture from her husband himself. Once the background was clear and it was obvious nothing serious was going on, her nature was to cradle and soothe her cowed husband even more thoroughly.
With an expression worthy of a Best Actress award, Kim Min-jung soothed her male, Geum Tae-yang, who was drowning in embarrassment.
"But Tae-yang, why were you calling my name like that? Honestly, Auntie came over because that part startled me..."
"I thought maybe you'd been sleep-talking from a nightmare while training..."
Still cradling him, the maternal MILF Kim Min-jung tilted her head slightly and asked again. Now that she had heard the situation, she understood the background of those howling cries. But the reason he had been screaming the name of his MILF wife Kim Min-jung like a madman still wasn't explained. He had been cam-jerking with Jo Yu-mi—and yet the name he cried out was Kim Min-jung's. To Kim Min-jung herself, it felt like the most nonsensical thing imaginable.
She knew perfectly well that ever since Geum Tae-yang had risen to C-level and gained a new skill, he had been training hard in the parking garage for the past several days. So when she stepped out of the bunker on some errand, she had meant to handle her business quietly so she wouldn't disturb his training. Then, out of nowhere, she had heard Tae-yang's howling—and the content of it was the same beastly serenade he poured out every time he climaxed while making love with her. For a maternal Kim Min-jung who would walk through fire for anything related to Tae-yang, of course she had thrown her work aside and come running straight for her husband.
"Ahem... well, to time the climax right... I had to think of the most stimulating thing for me... and the most stimulating thing for me is Auntie Min-jung, so..."
Scratch...! Scratch...! Scratch...! Scratch...!
Even Tae-yang himself thought the situation was disgustingly filthy. Mid cam-jerk with another woman, he had cried out the name of the refined woman Kim Min-jung. But he couldn't deny that his body was already conditioned to the alpha female Kim Min-jung—so he scratched his head again and spilled it with full honesty.
"Hee... I guess Auntie's a woman too after all... Hearing you say that makes me feel so good. Hehehehe..."
A flush rose in her cheeks.
That look was a perfect hit on Kim Min-jung's tastes as a female, and it couldn't help but shake her heart. Maternal Kim Min-jung had to look after Geum Tae-yang, and Park A-young, and Jo Yu-mi too. That was why she had tilted her head at him calling her name while camming with Yu-mi. But then her beloved male Geum Tae-yang told her that his ultimate climax stimulant was, without question, the female Kim Min-jung—and that was why he had done it. With a female craving she had briefly set aside now filled, Kim Min-jung broke into a smile so soft it was almost foolish.
"When I have sex with Auntie I turn into a premature ejaculator! It's just that stimulating! It's so insanely good! It's no joke at all!!"
That look of hers drove the young male Geum Tae-yang even more crazy. The MILF Kim Min-jung he loved so much—because of that love, a massive sense of responsibility sat in his heart, refusing to neglect her. But as a harem stud he also had to love Park A-young, and without meaning to he had gotten tangled up with Jo Yu-mi as well. His tongue-speaking praise of Kim Min-jung was thoroughly marinated in that guilt.
Cup...
Then Kim Min-jung laid her hands gently on both of Geum Tae-yang's cheeks.
"Our Tae-yang's ability is truly amazing... the power to soothe and heal a wounded person's heart..."
She was alluding to his growth engine—the Savior.
"I think Auntie has benefited from that ability more than anyone... Not only did I receive direct healing for my own trauma..."
"...but my daughter's wounds were healed too, and now I get to enjoy that light..."
Stroke... stroke... stroke... stroke...
Kim Min-jung caressed her beloved man's cheeks. To her he was a man she could rely on completely, respect deeply, and support with everything she had. That feeling had exploded upward beyond imagination the moment he returned Park A-young to her arms.
A person can survive without parents, however hard it is—but without a child, a parent cannot go on living. That is what a child is to a parent. And this man Geum Tae-yang had given a new life to her daughter Park A-young, who for more than a decade had wandered and been wounded because of Park Do-chul. To Kim Min-jung, he had already risen to the level of a savior.
And then Kim Min-jung—
Grab!!
—seized that savior's massive cock.