NTL Pure Love Sex with Auntie Min-jung — Then She Burst into Tears in My Arms
Fuck... Looks like getting NTR'd by that Geum Tae-yang bastard is acting as some kind of psychological trigger...
Okay, fine. I'm Park Do-chul...! Park Do-chul, who's tasted every bitter, sour, and rotten flavor life has to offer! All I have to do is pay this filthy feeling back to those two bitches properly, you pieces of shit!!!!
Once again, Park Do-chul ground his teeth as he replayed that day's NTR scene in his mind.
But from the way he carried himself, one thing was clear — Park Do-chul seemed to understand the awakening mechanism that had been born from the current zombie virus outbreak all too well.
"In any case, this is good news. Going forward, Special Team Leader Park Do-chul will have far more work to do, and each time, you'll prove yourself even more invaluable. I look forward to it as well."
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Choi Sung-jun smiled as he offered another round of congratulations on Park Do-chul's awakening, then patted the shoulder of the man who was roughly his uncle's age.
"Thank you, Executive Choi Sung-jun! With this hard-won awakening ability, I will devote myself to even greater loyalty!"
But age hierarchy meant nothing to Park Do-chul. All that mattered was whether the person in front of him could advance his climb up the ladder of success. Being that kind of man, he piled on the loyalty oaths and flattered Choi Sung-jun all the more.
Choi Sung-jun smiled faintly as he looked at him.
"And while working hard is fine, you do need to get enough rest. Your complexion looks quite poor."
"Even for a Special Team Leader Park Do-chul with such a strong sense of responsibility, it would be hard to deny that things must be quite difficult on the family front."
Then he offered words that sounded almost like comfort.
"You still haven't been able to reach your family, have you?"
"Yes... that's correct, Executive Choi Sung-jun..."
Park Do-chul's side had fed Choi Sung-jun the lie that his family's whereabouts were completely unknown. Through that, he was busy projecting the image of a true workhorse — a man who, despite being under immense mental strain, still diligently carried out every duty entrusted to him.
"Personally, of course, it's a difficult situation. But this is a crisis for all of humanity, is it not? The favors I've received from the organization and the nation — how could they be counted on just one or two hands?"
"So I believe I cannot afford to neglect my current duties by drowning in private grief."
A born sycophant and opportunist, Park Do-chul put on a truly magnificent performance. The resolute expression, the tone of voice, even the way he looked slightly at the floor with a bitter air — there was nothing to criticize.
"In the end, all I can offer in the face of Special Team Leader Park Do-chul's sacrifice is this meager comfort. But take my words to heart — look after your health while you work. I'll be going now."
"Yes, call on me anytime you need me, Executive Choi. I am always on standby."
Bow!
Choi Sung-jun turned and walked away. Park Do-chul slammed his head down toward the man's retreating back once more.
"....."
He held that bowed posture for a long while, until Choi Sung-jun was fully out of sight. Then —
Swoosh...!
Sensing the man was gone, he slowly straightened his upper body.
Thud..!
And from his inner pocket, he pulled something out.
"You fucking bitch, Kim Min-jung..."
It was his phone.
"Yeah, you fucking bitch... out there drooling over some young guy's cock, aren't you? You filthy whore..."
Press! Press! Press-press-press!
With emotion-charged fingers, Park Do-chul punched in a number on the dial pad.
"Hey! Yeah, it's me!"
Then, with a triumphant look on his face, he barked out, Yeah, it's me!
"It feels so good, Auntie... This is a dream... This is heaven... Hwaaaaaah..."
Nuzzle...! Nuzzle...! Nuzzle...! Nuzzle...!
Squeeze...! Squeeze...! Fondle...! Squeeze...!
Having just shared his first sex with Kim Min-jung, Geum Tae-yang burrowed right back into her arms. The difference from the way he'd clung to her before sex was that now he pressed in even more aggressively.
Kim Min-jung lay slightly on a diagonal, and Geum Tae-yang layered his body over hers, nestling in close. Then he rubbed his face against her chest while his hands frantically groped and kneaded her hips.
"Was it that good, my Tae-yang...?"
Stroke...! Stroke...! Stroke...! Stroke...!
Kim Min-jung stroked the back of the young male's head as he actively clung to her. A full, blooming smile spread across her face. If you parsed the tone of her question, it was less genuine curiosity and more the feeling of a woman thoroughly savoring the present moment.
"All of it melted away... all that pressure... I don't have any of that anymore... Becoming one with you, Auntie, makes me feel so secure, and everything looks positive now..."
Swoosh...!
Geum Tae-yang, who had been nuzzling his face into Kim Min-jung's breasts, lifted his head slightly to look at her.
"Because you've completely become my woman now, Auntie... I'm going to do everything together with you..."
Truly becoming one meant being able to share each other's burdens. Just as Kim Min-jung had intended, Geum Tae-yang no longer planned to shoulder everything alone. He would share happiness with her — and pain, too.
"I'm so glad... that my Tae-yang thinks that way..."
Stroke... Stroke... Stroke...
Kim Min-jung caressed the cheek of the young man who looked up at her with renewed resolve. A sense of fulfillment shone in her eyes. The reason she had resolved today to cross that line with Geum Tae-yang was, in the end, because she wanted to share the load of a boy who had tried to carry it all alone.
"Haha! I always figured that once I got a girlfriend or someone to marry, that's how I'd do it. So I should start practicing from now on!"
Swoosh!
The touch of Kim Min-jung's hand stroking his cheek felt so good that Geum Tae-yang, laying on the charm thick, leaned in toward her face to steal a kiss.
"Hold on a second, Tae-yang...? Let Auntie wipe you down there with a tissue...?"
Yank! Yank!
Kim Min-jung stretched her left hand up toward the head of the bed and pulled out several wet wipes.
"....."
In that moment, Geum Tae-yang simply stared at her in silence. After watching her for several seconds like that —
"Auntie, why are you dodging my kiss?"
— he called out her somewhat cowardly maneuver.
"Huh...? What are you talking about, Tae-yang...??"
Freeze...!
At Geum Tae-yang's claim that she was avoiding his kiss, Kim Min-jung froze mid-motion, still holding the wet wipes she'd been pulling. At the same time, she looked at the young man who was staring straight at her. The look in her eyes was remarkably complex.
"The way you are right now — the second I tried to steal a kiss, you turned your head away with the excuse of wiping me down. I know what you were doing, Auntie."
Geum Tae-yang spoke in a tone that seemed calm, yet carried a clear undercurrent of hurt.
"N-no, Tae-yang... It's absolutely not like that... Why would you say that... Why would Auntie dodge your kiss..."
Caught slightly frozen, Kim Min-jung began to panic as she felt the genuine disappointment in Geum Tae-yang's voice. Because he was truly hurt, he had chosen to speak as evenly as possible. Kim Min-jung knew full well that the usual him would have been clowning around or throwing a tantrum, just like moments before.
"Looking at your reaction right now, I was right. You did dodge my kiss."
Geum Tae-yang, for his part, knew Kim Min-jung's personality better than anyone. When she wasn't lying, she was a woman as solid and unshakable as a mountain. That was why the way she was stammering now served as complete confirmation that what he had pointed out was true.
"Right before you climaxed earlier, when you called my name — that was because you wanted to kiss me, wasn't it? But then you suddenly just said you loved me instead. I know everything, Auntie."
"At the time I figured you were just embarrassed, but that doesn't seem to be it. You were genuinely avoiding my lips."
Right before Geum Tae-yang came, Kim Min-jung had called his name in a voice that truly sounded like she was about to pass out. That twenty-one-year-old young male thrusting so hard beneath her had simply been too lovable. And so she had wanted to kiss those young lips. Geum Tae-yang had sensed it to some degree as well. But Kim Min-jung had substituted the words I love you instead, and he had assumed she was still too shy. Now, though, it was clear. It hadn't been shyness.
"That is, well, you see, Tae-yang... It's not because I dislike you or anything like th—"
Fidget...! Fidget...! Fidget...!
The moment the climax situation came up, Kim Min-jung truly didn't know what to do with herself.
"You said it yourself, Auntie. That from now on we have to trust each other. That we have to share everything and walk this path together."
"If you put that in one word, isn't that love? And if a man and woman love each other, isn't kissing the most natural thing in the world? Why on earth are you avoiding it?"
Geum Tae-yang was a complete novice at everything. Sex was a first. Romance was a first. Feeling as though he were being strung along in some push-and-pull game, he was getting worked up. She had ordered him to burn everything away for her, and he had done exactly that — only for the woman he trusted to dodge his kiss. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, and the words poured out of him like rapid fire.
"Hnn..."
In that moment, Kim Min-jung bit her lip slightly.
"?????????"
And then something happened that made Geum Tae-yang's eyes go wide.
Well up...! Well up...! Well up...!
Tears had begun to gather in the eyes of the woman looking at him.
"Auntie... Why are you crying... Did I say something too harsh...???"
The Geum Tae-yang who had been airing his disappointment immediately began fretting, trying to soothe her.
"No, Tae-yang... You're right... Auntie did something cowardly..."
Caress...
With tears still brimming in her eyes, Kim Min-jung brought her hand back to his cheek.
"Because you were just too lovable, Tae-yang... Auntie couldn't help it... Hic...! Hic...!"
In the end, Kim Min-jung broke down crying.
"No, if you love me, then why... Why, if you love me, are you avoiding my lips and crying like this, Auntie..."
Whoosh!
Geum Tae-yang pulled the weeping Kim Min-jung into his arms.
"Because you're so kind... and so lovable... and so pure... and so wonderful... I started wondering if a Tae-yang like you was really meant to love someone like me completely... Hwaaaaaah...!"
At last, Kim Min-jung began pouring out the pain she had been holding inside. Through sex with Geum Tae-yang, she had felt it even more keenly — this boy was an extraordinarily fine male. In a way, you could say their relationship had progressed exactly as she had intended. She was no longer looking at him as her daughter's male friend, but as Geum Tae-yang, a man she was drawn to. And yet, the moment she began to see him that way, she felt endlessly small and wretched.
"If he's that kind of man, then he should love Auntie all the more! Of course he should love the most beautiful person in the world, the kindest person in the world, the person who loves him more than anyone else in the world — you!"
But to Geum Tae-yang, for whom Kim Min-jung was number one in the world, her words were nearly impossible to understand. With more years and experience under his belt, he might have grasped it. But as a complete beginner in love, he simply could not accept what she was saying, and his tone turned puzzled.
"Nooo... I'm not the kind of woman you think I aam... Hwaaaaaah... I'm old... I'm a married woman... I've had miscarriages... miscarriages more than once... And on top of that, I have no eye for men, so I've lived like a fool all this tiiime... Hic... Hic... Hwaaaaaah...!"
Ordinarily, Kim Min-jung would have found such a novice reaction endearing. But right now, she was not the sultry MILF — she was simply one wounded woman who had fallen in love with Geum Tae-yang. And so, unable to contain the ache in her heart, she had burst into tears.