Auntie Min-jung's First-Wife Caresses Are Driving Me Insane [First Wife Kim Min-jung] [2]
"T-thaaahhh!! Auntie!!! Suddenly grabbing my cock—!!!"
While pouring out every ounce of her maternal power, Kim Min-jung had snaked her hand down like a cunning serpent and seized Geum Tae-yang by the crotch. Still shriveled with guilt over a dozen different things, Tae-yang nearly jumped out of his skin.
"Why...? I'm your auntie... your first love. Doesn't that mean I'm allowed to do this...? I think of it as my special privilege...?"
She smiled — a soft, knowing curve of the lips.
There was no other word for it but ambiguous, because that smile held both pure maternal warmth and something slyly seductive at the same time. Kim Min-jung was a brilliant woman — brilliant enough to have given birth to a genius like Park A-young. Right now she had decided that the best way to rebuild Tae-yang's self-worth was to deepen the bond between them. And for a MILF like her, the answer was to stoke those thick, rich feelings of first love. That was why she had ambushed Geum Tae-yang's lower half.
"W-well, yeah... You're the only one who can still treat me like a little boy..."
The ambush worked perfectly. Tae-yang was already melting into a deep sense of belonging with her. Against Park A-young and Jo Yu-mi he always fought to keep the upper hand, flexing his macho pride as the harem stud he was. But with Kim Min-jung — the one woman who wasn't just a female to his male, but the auntie who had looked after him since he was small — he couldn't help turning into a gentle lamb.
So when the hand of his first wife, the woman who had taken his virginity, closed around him, Geum Tae-yang felt the same steadying calm a child feels listening to his mother's heartbeat. He settled.
"So I hope you'll start trusting your own power too, Tae-yang... how much happiness it brings to so many people... and to the people at your side..."
"And how good a person you are — how kind a heart the man who received that power has..."
Feeling the first button of her plan slip neatly into place, Kim Min-jung made her request with genuine advice woven through every word. She understood something clearly: the brilliant light that was Geum Tae-yang needed to become salvation for even more souls. And yet he was still awkward and embarrassed about his harem situation. So she wanted him to hear, from someone who felt it more than anyone, that his harem made her happy — that she was proud of it. As the most seasoned woman among them, Kim Min-jung had taken it upon herself to soothe him with real weight behind her words.
Ahem... She's saying this because I got so flustered after doing that stuff with Yu-mi...
Tae-yang quickly realized what she was getting at. From Min-jung's point of view, the circumstances had made it inevitable that his ability to care for Jo Yu-mi would activate. But the moment his first wife appeared, her male had started walking on eggshells. That, she believed, completely missed the point of the power he had been given.
"I got it, Auntie. As long as I've got you, I'll have rock-solid faith in myself. Hahaha!"
It was support from a maternal ocean as deep as the sea itself. From that moment on, Geum Tae-yang vowed he would never again disappoint Kim Min-jung's expectations — that he would be the harem stud she believed in.
"That's my boy, Tae-yang. This auntie is looking forward to seeing that gallant side of you from now on, okay?"
She smiled again, warm and radiant, and encouraged his boldness. But a thorough, proper maternal woman like Kim Min-jung was never going to stop at mere verbal confirmation.
"Kyaaah~~~ This is so good, Auntie! Fruit after training and a shower hits different!!"
On the bunker's sofa, Geum Tae-yang — soaked in sweat from training and from the body-cam session he'd jerked off through — had come out of the shower to find a spread of snacks prepared by his domestic, motherly Min-jung. He speared a slice of oriental melon with a fork and practically melted under the homey joy she had made for him.
"Is it that good, my Tae-yang? Aigoo... Even the way you eat melon is adorable..."
Scritch. Scritch. Scritch. Scritch.
Kim Min-jung peeled another melon while watching him devour the one she had already prepared, her expression soft with pure contentment.
"Hahaha! It's ridiculously good, Auntie! When you peel it yourself, you can taste the care in it!"
A man starved for family love, Geum Tae-yang adored this domestic side of Kim Min-jung so much that he laid the flattery on thick just to savor the happiness of the moment.
"It's the same for me. Watching you eat something I made with that much relish fills me right up. Hohoho..."
Kim Min-jung had always been a woman who dreamed of a warm, close-knit home. Having a man who reacted so wildly to every single domestic gesture of hers made her happier than she could say.
"But looking and listening alone just isn't enough, Tae-yang..."
Her hand drifted.
The domestic husband she wanted wasn't only soft and warm. The need that had been pickling inside her for days guided her right hand straight toward his lower half.
"I've been sleeping alone for days, so this auntie is starving for this part of you..."
Grab.
Without hesitation her right hand closed around the massive cock faintly outlined against his square-cut training pants.
"W-woop!"
Tae-yang was still mid-bite. The sudden seizure of his cock by the MILF he loved nearly made him spit melon across the room, eyes going wide.
"Should we go to the bedroom? I want to do it with you too, Auntie!"
But desire for her hit him just as fast. For days after taking Park A-young's virginity, Min-jung had deliberately slept alone so that Tae-yang and A-young's bodies could grow more familiar. After that — after a body-cam session where he had been crying out Min-jung's name the whole time — his psychological state was basically full-blown Min-jung-pussy withdrawal. So even this relatively shameless bit of skinship from her was enough to make him respond with full enthusiasm.
"That look is so satisfying, my Tae-yang... Did you miss Auntie's body that much...?"
She smiled — something sultry now — and her hands moved in perfect harmony with it.
Knead... knead... knead...
Clack.
Recognizing how desperate he already was, Kim Min-jung gave his massive shaft a full, feeling squeeze with her right hand while her left set the fruit knife down on the counter.
"Khnn...! Auntie! Haaahhh...! Auntie???"
Throb... throb... throb...
Feeling his huge cock swell under her touch, Tae-yang let out a flustered sound. He understood exactly what her hands, her smile, and the abandoned knife meant. She had no intention of taking this to the bedroom. She was going to fuck him right here on the living-room sofa.
"Our daughter already knows you and I are together... so there's no real need to only do it in the bedroom, is there, Tae-yang...???"
Tug. Tug. Tug.
"Hah! Hhah! Auntie! You're— you're way too bold—!!"
Kim Min-jung wanted him to be a proud harem stud even outside the bunker. To check whether her beloved boy had truly absorbed her teaching, she seized the initiative without mercy. Before he could do anything else, she started stripping his lower half. Tae-yang hastily chewed and swallowed the mouthful of melon, then sat there fidgeting helplessly.
"Auntie—!! Khuh!"
Boooing...
His filthy, massive erection sprang free like a coiled spring, its full intimidating bulk on open display right in the middle of the living room.
"Khhhuuuuhhh...!!!!"
Sliiiide...
Exposed before Kim Min-jung for the first time in days, Geum Tae-yang's enormous erect cock made him tip his head back, eyes squeezing shut as a full-body shiver ran through him. Of course, roughly two hours earlier in Park Do-chul's parking lot she had already seen him hard — had even wiped his semen with her handkerchief. But as he had said more than once, the act of love was never just about the flesh itself. Motive and framing mattered. Being stripped bare by the female he loved, for the purpose of having sex with her — for a male already half-mad with the need to belong, the reaction could only be spectacular.
"It's so thick... really so thick, this part of my Tae-yang... so reliable and so lovable..."
Emotional MILF Kim Min-jung felt it just as deeply. The cock she had cleaned up afterward, the cock she had stroked to give him courage — those had only been pieces of flesh she was comforting. Back then she had been ninety-nine percent mother. But now she was receiving her beloved male's cock purely as the female Kim Min-jung. And so she poured out admiration in a voice thick with sultry MILF heat.
Khhhuuuuhhh, this is it... this is Auntie Min-jung... Side dishes are side dishes, but for me it always comes back to this...!!!
Still facing the ceiling, Tae-yang snuck a sidelong glance at Kim Min-jung marveling over the sheer presence of his cock. The catharsis detonated inside him at full force. First love was absolute territory for a male. Sure, humans were fickle animals — sometimes other flavors crossed the mind. But in the end, the way salmon fight their way back up roaring rivers, males always returned to the hometown taste of first love. And Geum Tae-yang had lost his virginity to Kim Min-jung. Whether by accident or not entirely against his will, he had been steeped in a happiness so intense it nearly killed him. Which meant that, like a junkie's first high, the taste of Kim Min-jung's first pussy was burned deep into his every nerve ending.
That lush body and that lush heart... thick, so fucking thick...! Haaahhh...!
And who was Kim Min-jung, after all? The greatest living MILF on the planet. Tae-yang wasn't romanticizing some average pleasure under the name of first love — he had been conditioned by objectively supreme pleasure as his first sexual experience. Who could fully understand the salmon-run high he was riding right now?
"I missed you, you little thing...! Mwah...!♥"
From the very first beat, Kim Min-jung showed exactly what kind of female she was. Park A-young and Jo Yu-mi might have incredible physiques, but mentally they still lacked years. When they faced Tae-yang's massive cock they tended to react with pure overwhelm. A forty-two-year-old sultry MILF like Kim Min-jung was different. No matter how huge or energetic the male, she was an ocean of experience — she might startle for a second, but in the end he could only look cute to her. True to form, she cooed over the enormous, almost monstrous erection that had risen for her after days of abstinence as if she were handling a spoiled child, and planted a kiss right on it.
"Khhhuuuuhhh! Auntie, it feels so good, seriously...! Haaahhh!!"
Geum Tae-yang shuddered so hard he thought he might lose his mind. Somewhere along the way he had blasted the thought Shouldn't we at least go to the bedroom? clean out into deep space. That was right. Wherever he was with Kim Min-jung — that place was the master bedroom.