Park A-young Finally Catches On to My Beastly Sex with Auntie Min-jung
"Aigoo! Ajumma! What brings you here at this hour?!"
It was one in the morning.
Normally Kim Min-jung went to bed around eleven. Of course, during those five days of nonstop sex with Geum Tae-yang she had been fucking through the evenings and deep into the dawn, sleeping only during the day. But she was such a proper, upright ajumma that Tae-yang knew perfectly well how uncannily fast she could snap her daily rhythm back into place.
"This kid...! Does an ajumma need some special reason just to come to your room?"
Pout...
Kim Min-jung peeked her goddess-like face through the crack of the door, her lips pushed out in a clear show of hurt. Given the relationship between Geum Tae-yang and Kim Min-jung, it was a perfectly natural way to express herself. Yet when you considered Min-jung's original personality, the way she looked right now was a far cry from anything she used to show.
The pre-sex Kim Min-jung would have immediately and tenderly explained why she had come so late. In other words, the woman standing there now was pure wife—pouting and craving love from her husband.
"Haha! Of course not, Ajumma! Come on in!! I missed you so much!!"
"I saw you just an hour ago and you're already floating in front of my eyes—hahahaha!"
Pat! Pat! Pat!
Tae-yang's smile bloomed wide as he hurriedly cleared the space beside him on the bed, welcoming his beloved wife Kim Min-jung with his trademark banter.
"Heehee...!♥ Trying to sleep alone after all these days, I just couldn't fall asleep... so..."
Pitter-patter-pitter-patter...!
Bounce! Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!
She really was the purest of women. The moment her husband opened his arms in welcome, the pout vanished as if it had never existed and her face lit up with flushed excitement. Then she came bustling into the room with quick little steps. There was so much life in that walk that her massive 75J breasts bounced and swayed like a pair of restless foals.
"Hnnnngh...! Khhnnngh...!"
Not long after Kim Min-jung entered, lewd moans began to spill out of Geum Tae-yang's room. They were unmistakably his.
"Tuhhnnngh...! It feels so good, Ajumma...! Khhuhhnnngh!! All the fatigue from the whole day is just melting away... hwooohhhh...!"
He was practically dissolving. The moans rose from deep in his lower dantian, traveled through his lungs, and shot out of his throat and nostrils.
"Really? Wow... Ajumma feels so good hearing that."
Hearing Tae-yang's moans so full of genuine pleasure made Kim Min-jung's mouth stretch from ear to ear. But the shape of her happiness was completely different from his.
"I was a little nervous..."
"Aside from expressing milk, this is the first time I've actually used an ability, Tae-yang. Heehee!♥"
"I massaged A-young before, but... maybe because of the mana, the feel of my hands still isn't familiar... heeheehee!♥"
Knead! Knead! Knead!
That was why. While Geum Tae-yang poured out thick, melting moans, Kim Min-jung made none of the same sounds—because this was not a sex situation. It was Kim Min-jung's massage service. Tae-yang lay face-down on the bed while Min-jung straddled his lower back, working her hands over his shoulders in a cozy little couple moment.
"I'm so honored, Ajumma... khhooohhh... to be the first beneficiary of Ajumma's new skill..."
Feeling the loving touch of Kim Min-jung's hands, Tae-yang panted with pure pride.
After Geum Tae-yang and Kim Min-jung's first sex, the enormous points generated had immediately pushed Tae-yang up to D-rank. Naturally Kim Min-jung had risen as well. Her growth engine, Happiness, had filled like mad, and she had advanced to E-rank. With the promotion came basic stat increases, additional traits, and the creation of another special skill.
『Name』 Kim Min-jung
『Gender』 Female 『Age』 42
『Class』 Supporter
『Qualification』 Ultra-Premium Genes
『Level』 E
『Feature』 Single Growth
◈ Stats
『Power』 E 『Agility』 E
『Durability』 E 『Stamina』 D
『Mana』 E [470]
◈ Traits
『Advanced Combat Mentality』 『Advanced General Combat Skills』 『Keen Senses』 『Sturdy Body』
◈ Special Skills
『Breast Milk Feeding』 [A set amount of breast milk is replenished every day.]
『Lower Heal』 Minor external/internal wounds & minor fracture treatment [Mana 20 points]
Stamina Recovery Massage [Mana 10 points]
◈ Growth Power [800/1500] Unapplied Points [000] 【Apply】
『Happiness』 [Your sense of happiness born from immense liberation acts as the growth engine of the Status Window.]
"I was actually going to use it on our daughter this afternoon, but A-young just told me to do you first..."
Knead...! Knead...! Knead...!
Kim Min-jung kept massaging while glancing at her Status Window, directly experiencing the mana consumption. The new special skill she had gained upon rising to E-rank was Lower Heal, a technique that consumed mana. Unlike Geum Tae-yang, Kim Min-jung had received a Mana stat the moment she ranked up. Lower Heal was the special skill that used that mana to treat injuries and restore fatigue.
"A-young didn't give you any grief about leveling up? She grilled me pretty hard about it."
The moment Park A-young's name came up, Tae-yang stuck out his tongue. For several days he had been tearing his hair out because zombie points alone were never going to be enough for a level-up. A-young had of course been right there watching the whole struggle. So when Tae-yang suddenly pulled off a rapid level-up in only three days, her curiosity had exploded and she had kept interrogating him.
"I just brushed it off—said that nursing Ajumma filled up my Redeemer growth engine enough to make it possible."
But he had weathered Park A-young's curiosity storms so many times that he slipped out of it with practiced ease.
"Oh my! You said that too, Tae-yang? Ajumma told her the exact same thing! See, you and I really are in perfect sync! Heeheehee!♥"
Simple, pure Kim Min-jung found happiness even in the smallest things. The instant she discovered something she and her beloved man had in common, her smile bloomed and she proudly showed it off.
Khh... I'm so happy... At first I was a little conflicted about having sex with Ajumma, but that feels like the dumbest thought I ever had... Getting this close to a woman like her is a blessing...
The happiness Tae-yang felt from that made the ethical standards of the pre-apocalypse world feel completely meaningless. The world had collapsed, yet because of that collapse he had obtained a treasure he never could have claimed in a normal society. Having sex with Kim Min-jung and, on that foundation, becoming her man—that was the most primal, human kind of happiness.
"Still, I want to go outside with Ajumma and just date, you know? Show her off—tell everyone this woman is mine. Ride attractions together, watch movies, eat meals..."
There were regrets, too. Tae-yang knew exactly how brilliant the treasure he had gained truly was. He burned to let that jewel shine as freely as it deserved. But in the apocalypse, that was far too limited. It felt like locking the most beautiful bird in the world inside a cage.
"Think of it this way, Tae-yang. You and I aren't happy because of the things we do. We're happy and joyful simply because it's you and me."
"Just being under the same sky as you, just breathing the same air—Ajumma feels like she owns the whole world."
Knead...! Knead...! Knead...! Knead...!
Kim Min-jung was not merely a clingy, lovable MILF. She was a wise woman—intelligent, virtuous, and seasoned by years. With that quiet charm she wrapped her arms around the passion-filled young stud Geum Tae-yang and held him close.
"Khhnnngh...! It feels so good, Ajumma, really... hnnngh...! I love you, Ajumma...!"
Under that embrace, Tae-yang melted completely.
"But Tae-yang, Ajumma is working so hard massaging you—why are you making those moaning sounds? That reaction is so weird..."
Pure-hearted Kim Min-jung was pouring her whole sincerity into the massage. Yet her husband, who seemed to know nothing but sex, was letting out moans so sexual that she found herself puzzled.
"Tuhh...! It is a massage, sure, but... when Ajumma sits on my back with those bare thighs and starts moving like that... khhuhh!"
Tae-yang had a defense of his own. At Min-jung's request he had stripped off his upper clothes. She had hiked her new-town housewife look all the way up over her hips and climbed onto his back.
"Pervert... Whenever you're with me, that's all you ever think about..."
Knead...! Knead...! Knead...! Knead...!
That was simply the state of the male Geum Tae-yang—the moment Kim Min-jung's body touched him, his brain short-circuited and he went into heat. Min-jung pursed her lips, half scolding and half coquettish, and scolded her twenty-one-year-old young husband.
"Honestly, Ajumma, that doesn't seem fair."
Geum Tae-yang had accepted every word Kim Min-jung ever said. But this one he could not let stand.
—Whoooosh!!!
"Kyaaaaaaah!!♥"
In that instant Tae-yang flipped their positions with breathtaking skill. The moment that perfect technique activated, Kim Min-jung let out a scream packed full of cuteness.
"What are you going to do about the state of these panties, Ajumma!!! You've already soaked my entire waist!!!"
Exactly. Kim Min-jung was already gushing love juices—all over Tae-yang's back and waist. Her housewife look was still hiked up to her hips; the second their positions changed, her white panties were fully exposed. And the condition of those panties was a disaster. A massive amount of love juice had already burst out and soaked them thoroughly. Tae-yang had been feeling it the entire time he was receiving the massage.
"Hwaaahhh...! This is just...! I mean, it's just...! Hnnngh...!"
She had scolded her husband, yet she herself was in an even worse state. Mortified, Kim Min-jung covered her bright-red face with both hands, completely at a loss.
"Just nothing! Ajumma needs to be punished! With this cock!! At least a full hour of punishment!"
Shove! Shove! Shove!
"Hwaaangh...!! Hnnngh...!!!"
Disciplining a heat-crazed wife with his cock was a husband's duty. To fulfill that duty, Tae-yang ruthlessly stripped off Kim Min-jung's panties, already a mess of love juice. The clingy, seductive MILF wife Kim Min-jung let out scream-laced moans as if she had no idea what to do. But she was unmistakably a seductive MILF—she offered not the slightest resistance to her husband's hands as they removed her panties. Instead she quickly adjusted her posture so he could pull them off more easily.
Squelch...! Squelch...! Squelch...!
At that same moment, in the central control room where Park A-young was working, a thoroughly lewd sound was ringing out.
Squelch...! Squelch...! Squish...!
A woman was diligently stroking something thick and hard after coating it in lubricant. From the hair color and the silhouette, it was unmistakably Park A-young.
"Hmm... this doesn't feel quite right. Looking at the women in the videos, they use a bit more wrist."
Park A-young was practicing handjobs. She had somehow gotten her hands on a plastic rod roughly the size of Geum Tae-yang's cock, slathered it in lube, and was now imitating the porn videos she had recently watched in secret. For reference, those videos were the ones she had found while digging through Tae-yang's computer in the past and had saved separately for herself.
It's the apocalypse, so I should at least do this much for him. I can't exactly make Mom do it.
Honestly, the outside world is basically a rape paradise right now, and Tae-yang's the only one who's been forced into total abstinence. That's way too much.
Yes. Even in the apocalypse, Geum Tae-yang still had to sneak around just to jerk off, and Park A-young found that rather pitiful. So she had decided she would at least give him a handjob herself. The vague words she had mumbled in front of him a few hours earlier had actually been her trying—and failing—to say she would take care of it for him.
And I'm grateful he took care of Mom, too.
In Park A-young's mind, Tae-yang had spent nearly the entire day in Kim Min-jung's room looking after her. In other words, the decision came from a mix of pity and gratitude.
Ah, shit. The size is roughly right, but the shape is just a straight stick, so I can't get the feel at all. If I'd recorded Tae-yang jerking off on the CCTV earlier, that would've been perfect reference material.
Frustration at the poor teaching aids surged up inside her.
I should turn the recording function on right now. That bastard might do it again anytime.
—Clack-clack! Clack-clack-clack!
Having lived with him long enough to know exactly how often Geum Tae-yang jerked off, Park A-young began fiddling with the CCTV program on the main computer so she could seize the next opportunity.
Then her eyes caught something.
Huh?? The recording was already running???
A golden goblin had appeared.