While Auntie Min-jung's Pussy and My Cock Played Filthily Together, I Finally Came All Over Her Lower Body [First Night with Auntie Min-jung ♥][3]
Hnnngh!! Khh!! I'm going crazy! My cock just touched Auntie's pussy! Hnnngh—!!
Slaaash! Slash! Squish...! Slaaash!
Geum Tae-yang's massive glans was swallowed in a wet, frantic racket. Kim Min-jung's pubic hair was sweeping madly across that swollen cockhead, and every so often his fully engorged tip would jab into the plump flesh of her outer lips.
With that happening right between his legs, the rookie male Geum Tae-yang felt like he was about to lose his mind.
Ah, fuck! Why am I already getting the signal?! When I jerk off I can go a full hour no problem, but the second I'm tangled up with Auntie—khhnnngh!!!
Pleasure, after all, was psychological. Simple stimulation of his dick left Tae-yang nearly bored. Against the woman he loved, Kim Min-jung, every session of self-relief had turned him into a premature mess. Right now, even this almost playful greeting of their genitals was flooding him with an overwhelming urge to cum.
It's not like I'm finishing inside her, but there's no way I can last like this against Auntie's pussy... hnnngh!!
His hips jerked back awkwardly — twitch, twitch, jerk — as the flustered Tae-yang tried to put some distance between their sexes.
Then Kim Min-jung stretched out her right leg.
Thud!!
She hooked it around his lower body and pulled —
Sllluuurp!!!
— dragging Tae-yang's hips deep against her own.
"Hnnngh!!!! Khhnnngh!!"
A thick, cum-strangled moan tore out of him.
"A-Auntie!! It's touching!! My thing is touching your thing!!!"
Tae-yang couldn't fully grasp her intent, but her actions were unmistakably bold. Panic made him blurt out the situation of their genital kiss, begging her to ease off.
"Don't worry about that and just enjoy this time with Auntie, Tae-yang... The more you keep fretting, the more the pressure builds... Auntie isn't going to watch you look like that anymore..."
"So what if yours and Auntie's are touching... It's fine even if they rub, Tae-yang..."
Kim Min-jung demanded that he enjoy this quasi-sex with her without restraint. She had shoved her lower body forward to offer him her hips, fully aware that doing so would bring their genitals into contact. No — the voluptuous MILF Kim Min-jung had been aiming for exactly that. She was trying to move things forward.
The buildup had been so natural, yet this rookie male had the gall to pull his ass back. So she used those long, meaty legs of hers to haul him in again.
What she could do for him, she decided, was release the pressure crushing his sexual desire. That judgment and resolve rang clear in every word she spoke.
Khh! I love Auntie Min-jung so much!! I really fucking love her!!! Tchhhnnngh!!
"Hnnngh!! Chuuap!! Hnnngh!! Choooup!! Chuuap!! Chooouuup!! Hnngh!!"
Squeeze! Knead! Groping hands! Rubbing palms!
Grind! Grind! Squish! Squelch! Grind! Squelch!
Under the experienced MILF's lead, under Kim Min-jung's resolute expression and tone, Tae-yang's desire detonated. He howled like a beast as he latched onto her nipples and sucked. At the same time he hooked his arms around her, kneading her perfectly curved ass and thighs like dough, while blatantly grinding his fully erect twenty-six-centimeter cock against the vicinity of her pussy.
His movements were raw, filthy, simultaneous — so explosive and lewd that —
"Uhhnnngh!! Khh!! Hnnnngh!!"
Pshhhhhhh!!! Pshhh!! Brrrrrr!!! Pshhhhhhh!!!
— without ever penetrating her, Geum Tae-yang sprayed his load all over Kim Min-jung's lower body.
"Khh! Hnnngh!! Auntie—kkhh!! Auntie Min-jung—kkhnnngh!!"
His hips bucked, bucked, bucked, bucked.
Brrrrrr!! Pshh!! Pshhhhh!! Pshhhhhhh!!
An enormous volume of semen came surging out of him. He couldn't even control the force of it; every pulse of the spurting stream made his lower body jerk. The whole spectacle was so mortifying that he kept calling Kim Min-jung's name over and over.
"Does our Tae-yang feel that good...?♥ Chuu...! Auntie feels so good too... Chuuap...!♥ Our Tae-yang enjoying his time with Auntie like this...! Chuuuup...!♥"
Stroke... stroke... stroke...
Squeeze...
Kim Min-jung poured every ounce of her warm MILF power into him. A male was desecrating her lower body with a wild spray of semen — and she answered that male with love. She encouraged his pleasure. She told him she was feeling it too. She kissed his forehead and stroked his hair and back so the man in her arms could feel safe. And she tightened the hook of her legs even further, making it unmistakably clear that this female named Kim Min-jung felt not the slightest rejection of what was happening.
"Khhhuu, Auntie... Auntie feels so good... hnnn..."
He buried his face deeper into the soft valley of her breasts as the spurts began to taper off.
Brrr... brr...
"So that's what it was... Our Tae-yang got tangled up in something like that and ended up having to kill someone..."
Stroke... stroke... stroke...
After the storm had passed, Tae-yang's heart had completely loosened. He poured out the worries he had been carrying, and Kim Min-jung listened with a tender expression, gently stroking his hair.
"I kept going back and forth about whether to tell you, Auntie... I was afraid you'd worry, so I couldn't say anything..."
Knead... knead... knead...
He buried his face in her breasts again and kept working her ass with his hands, drinking in the insane voluptuousness of Kim Min-jung's body and the security it gave him.
"Our Tae-yang was being considerate of Auntie, wasn't he...? What a good boy... But Auntie is tougher than you think... Instead of fretting over nothing, I would have sat down with our Tae-yang and figured out a solution together..."
Watching him enjoy her body while pouring out his honest heart made Kim Min-jung's smile bloom wide. She wasn't the only one receiving healing from this. I can do something for this boy, she thought — and that realization filled her with happiness of her own.
That's right. Nothing else matters... I'll do everything I can for him... If it can ease even a little of Tae-yang's burden and pressure, I won't hesitate anymore. I'll just go for it...
Kim Min-jung was certain. Giving him a handjob had given her a taste of liberation. The moment she slipped back into the old Kim Min-jung, she had felt endlessly isolated and powerless. That was why she had steeled herself and forced this to happen. And now, in this very moment, her heart held no ethical self-censorship at all — only a surging sense of exaltation and the will to live.
Her top priorities were Geum Tae-yang and Park A-young. The world's standards no longer interested her in the slightest.
"And you said you had more on your mind, Tae-yang. Can you tell Auntie about that too? I want to share even more of your heart..."
Squelch... squish... squelch...
The restraints were off. Kim Min-jung held nothing back. Whispering as she knocked on the door of his heart, she caressed his cock. Every instinct and every scrap of experience the voluptuous MILF possessed was in play. She knew perfectly well that stroking a man's penis so naturally in an atmosphere like this would only deepen their intimacy further.
Neither of them had cleaned up after his first orgasm. Kim Min-jung's pussy and Geum Tae-yang's cock were both slick with semen. Even her lightest touch drew filthy wet sounds of extraction from his shaft.
"Nngh... nnngh... khh...!"
His hips twitched... twitched... twitched...
Grind... grind... grind...
It showed just how tightly his psyche had locked onto Kim Min-jung. He moved his waist as if he had burrowed into a warm heated floor and was grinding his crotch against it, eagerly rubbing his lower body into the right hand that held his cock. The sight of him radiating that melting sense of security was unmistakable.
"There's something I never managed to tell you, Auntie... When my second growth engine appeared, I got one more special skill... It's called Mana Condom... It creates a condom effect through mana..."
In that comfort, Tae-yang finally confessed the special skill he had been too embarrassed to mention — Mana Condom.
"Mana Condom... What an interesting special technique..."
Knead... knead... stroke...
His voice shrank with embarrassment the moment he called it a special skill. Kim Min-jung answered with an even warmer tone of encouragement and cradled his penis more deeply.
"Hnnn... No matter how I look at it, the form of that special skill and the way it appeared... it feels like it's telling me I eventually have to form deep bonds with other women..."
"B-But Auntie and I ended up like this... If I get deeply involved with other women, I'd be betraying you, Auntie... nngh...!"
Tae-yang roughly understood the mechanism of the Savior growth engine. That was exactly why he was tormented. He cherished Kim Min-jung so deeply. She was a woman who had already suffered because her husband cheated. He never wanted her to feel that pain again.
"You're worrying about Auntie again, aren't you...?"
She smiled, as if finding him endlessly precious for it.
"But Tae-yang... as Auntie got this close to you, I did a lot of thinking too..."
Then, with eyes soft with emotion, she spoke quietly.
"I think you already know... Auntie had basically given up on life as a woman. I found my happiness as A-young's mother, and as the neighborhood auntie who loves you..."
The violent emotional whirlwind of the apocalypse had forced Kim Min-jung to look back on her own life. In the days when Park Do-chul had scorned both her and Park A-young while chasing affairs, she had believed his cheating was what shattered her self-worth. But the deeper her tenderness for Geum Tae-yang grew, the clearer she saw what had truly broken her.
"Looking back now, I realize my love for A-young's father had already gone cold long ago. I was just eating myself up over my responsibility toward A-young, and over the regret of a failed marriage..."
Kim Min-jung was a woman who loved deeply. She had wanted to pour that love into someone. But at some point her unconscious had understood the truth. What had actually tormented the person named Kim Min-jung was her own self-reproach and regret over a wrong choice — and the guilt she felt toward Park A-young, who was still living under the shadow of that choice. That was what had crushed her self-esteem.
"Do you know why I think that...? Listening to you right now... Auntie isn't scared at all..."
She cupped his cheek with her left hand, asking him to lift his head and look at her face.
Tae-yang, who had been buried in her breasts, raised his eyes to hers.
"Look... do you see any fear in Auntie...? Fear that you might be with other women...?"
She smiled at him, a smile full of ease.
"I don't think fear can even take root..."
"Instead, this is what I think... Any woman who feels she has been saved because of you, Tae-yang — how much must she love you to feel that way? How deeply must she love you to feel those emotions...?"
"A woman like that would love you to the point of madness, Tae-yang... That's why I can't be afraid... Instead, I feel happy. I feel like blessing it..."
Kim Min-jung had fallen for the very existence of Geum Tae-yang. Everything he did was precious to her. Every act of his was a miracle wrought by a good man.
"Hnnn, Auntie... that's... that's you thinking way too highly of me... I'm not that kind of person..."
The woman before him was looking at every single thing he did with pure positivity and confessing her love. It was an absolute love so complete it made Tae-yang himself feel ashamed. He floundered, denying it.
"No. Auntie is certain. You are that kind of person. Because... Auntie is someone who was saved by you too. I'm the first Savior on your status window, aren't I...?"
"So I understand that feeling better than anyone..."
Kim Min-jung was firm. She herself was a beneficiary of Tae-yang's Savior system, and she was feeling every emotion she had just listed. That was why she could only believe that any other woman who formed a bond with him would treat him the same way she did.
Wow...
Tae-yang stared blankly into Kim Min-jung's unwavering eyes.
She's so lovely... so insanely lovely... I want to pour everything I have into loving her...
There had always been attraction toward the woman Kim Min-jung in Tae-yang's heart. But what had come first was the next-door auntie who filled the place of the mother he had lost. Now, at last, the desire to feel Kim Min-jung as a woman — to feel her to the point of madness — had taken the lead.
"Tae-yang..."
And the sensual female Kim Min-jung felt that shift in him with her entire body.
"Want to do it with Auntie...?"
She gave that feeling a name in the language of a woman in love.