Auntie Min-jung's Bathhouse Service — Soap and 75J Softness from Behind
"Look how pretty our Tae-yang's butt is~♥ Auntie's gonna scrub it nice and shiny for you, okay~?♥"
Slick!♥ Scrub!♥ Squeeze!♥ Squeeze!♥ Scrub!♥
Geum Tae-yang's ass, layered thick with muscle — if a woman around his own age had said something like that while washing it, or even an older sister type roughly his big sister's age, it would have come off as pure performance. Fake. Forced.
But this was a woman twenty-one years his senior, a mother figure, delivering the line while scrubbing him clean. The sincerity of it filled the shower stall so completely that not even the coldest cynic could have denied it.
So this is what bathing with Auntie Min-jung feels like... And this is what dating Auntie Min-jung is... I'm so happy... It's so sweet...
Tae-yang had already closed his eyes. He was savoring every bit of Kim Min-jung's touch as she washed his ass — and the genuine affection behind it.
The depth of Mama Kim Min-jung's love was something this green young stud's dating experience could never fully measure. It was simply a realm to be enjoyed.
"Relax your butt a little, Tae-yang. I can't get the soap inside if you're clenched up like that!"
Smack!♥ Scrub...! Scrub...! Squeeze...!
"Nngh—! Y-yes, ma'am... Auntie..."
Truly, Mama's love came in every flavor imaginable.
The truth was, no matter how massive Tae-yang's ass was, it was still a guy's ass. There wasn't that much to wash. It should have been over quickly.
But Kim Min-jung was relentless. She kept groping every inch of his tense glutes, somehow always finding another spot that needed scrubbing. She didn't stop at the outside, either — her fingers slipped in near his hole and washed the inner flesh of his cheeks as well.
A touch that deep was something only a MILF could pull off. That was how thoroughly Kim Min-jung's hands had claimed him. His ass muscles clenched hard in response.
True to her shameless MILF nature, she smacked one cheek and told him to relax.
"Aigoo~ I said relax, didn't I? Why won't our Tae-yang listen to Auntie? You're so good about everything else~"
Smack!♥ Scrub! Scrub! Slap!♥ Scrub! Scrub! Smack!♥ Smack!♥
"Ah—! A-Auntie...! Aaah!"
For all his obedient answers, the tension in his ass refused to ease. So Kim Min-jung delivered a few more firm smacks along with a proper MILF scolding.
Hnn... The way she's soaping my ass right now... Auntie's doing this on purpose, isn't she...? Hhhnnngh...
Judging by Tae-yang's expression, there was a reason his ass kept tensing up. And from the way Kim Min-jung's hands moved, she clearly understood that reason perfectly well.
In less than a week, Tae-yang and Kim Min-jung had already tangled bodies dozens of times. He could tell the difference between her everyday touch and a caress meant for pleasure.
At first, her hands had clearly been focused on washing him. But once she reached his ass and worked it over a few times, the quality of her touch shifted completely.
She knows my ass is an erogenous zone. She knows it well... That's why she's targeting it right now...
Exactly. Kim Min-jung was working his sensitive spot on purpose. And the reason his ass kept clenching was simple — that erogenous zone was being stimulated, and his body couldn't help itself.
Tae-yang had only discovered his ass was a sensitive zone while rolling around with Kim Min-jung. She had noticed it during sex, too. Especially in missionary, she would stroke and knead his ass while making love to him.
With that history between them, the sly MILF Kim Min-jung had abandoned the pretense of washing him and locked onto his erogenous zone, moving her hands purely for his pleasure.
Haa... This muscular ass of our Tae-yang's... What am I supposed to do with it...
Knead...! Knead...! Squeeze...! Knead...!
Correction. It wasn't purely for her beloved man's pleasure.
Kim Min-jung herself was actively enjoying Tae-yang's ass. She had already soaped nearly every other part of his body. She had deliberately saved his rear for last — because she wanted to openly savor her beloved male's erogenous zone.
Her desire to wash him clean had been genuine, and she had done her best to hold her lust in check. But in the end, her eyes and hands turned lewd, and she began openly groping and fondling his ass.
Right now, Kim Min-jung was a MILF in her purest form — a creature honest about her desire.
When we have sex it goes rock-hard and so tense... Haaa... And when he cums inside me it twitches like crazy...
Just as Tae-yang had developed a fetish for Kim Min-jung's ass, she had developed one for his. Her strong sense of empathy made her especially sensitive to shared, synesthetic stimulation. During sex, whenever Tae-yang started thrusting in earnest and she could feel him filling her, she often found herself gripping those beast-like contracting muscles of his ass — and that was how the fetish had formed.
Dating a twenty-one-year-old green boy meant that anything that let her feel that youth sent an especially sharp jolt of excitement through her.
"Then, Auntie... I think you've pretty much soaped everything. Should we towel off...? Want me to get you a towel...?"
Kim Min-jung's sudden escalation had flustered Tae-yang. He felt the need to slow the tempo a little, so he brought up a towel — hoping to get her hands off his ass.
"What do we need a towel for...?"
Kim Min-jung answered in a low voice. Still full of fetishistic self-interest, still enjoying his ass — her tone carried a faint edge of seduction.
"Huh? But we used soap, so we should towel—"
Her dismissal of the towel, combined with the sudden shift in her presence, left Tae-yang more bewildered than flustered. He started to turn his head.
He never managed it.
"Auntie's body is right here... Why would we need a towel...?"
Squeeeeeze...!
The voluptuous MILF Kim Min-jung used that impossibly lush body of hers to pull him into a full embrace from behind.
"Tuhhhh—!"
The instant she locked him into that back hug, a moan of pure wonder spilled from Tae-yang's slightly parted lips.
"I'll use Auntie's body... to wash our Tae-yang's back and ass nice and clean..."
Squeeeeeeeze...!♥
Kim Min-jung, thoroughly satisfied, pulled him in even deeper, even softer — crushing her massive 75J milk tanks flat against him.
Holy shit, her tits are the best!!! Holy shit, her tits are the fucking best!!!!!!!!!!!
The moment those incredible, texture-rich massive soft mounds of hers flattened like pancakes against him, the only sentence filling Tae-yang's head was tits are the best.
Fucking hell, you green-ass brat Geum Tae-yang... You've been living without knowing how good a pair of tits can feel!!!
That sentence was equal parts praise for breasts and self-reproach.
Tae-yang had always been an ass man. It was only natural — the greener the guy, the more he tended to fixate on asses over breasts at a certain point. When you jack off to porn, the climax scenes almost always involve a woman's ass. Until recently, Tae-yang had been just another virgin kid trapped in that same mechanism.
The greatest flesh God ever created is, without question, a woman's soft tits!!! And the absolute best of those are our Auntie Min-jung's!!!
But he was a man with real experience now. He had felt the catharsis that only a full, soft pair of breasts could deliver — something no video stripped of touch could ever convey — and he was a man who got to keep enjoying it.
Because of that, the ratio of breast-affinity to his existing ass fetish had settled into a perfect golden balance in his mind.
Auntie Min-jung's huge, springy, soft, incredible-textured pair of watermelons just filled my entire back!!!! This fantasy scenario is actually happening to me!!!!!
And of all the situations where a pair of soft tits could feel the most erotic, this was the one unfolding for him: a big-breasted woman giving him a back hug.
Tae-yang had watched not only porn but a fair number of actual adult films with some artistic merit, so he fully understood the appeal of a busty heroine wrapping her arms around the protagonist from behind in the shower.
"Something this huge is always ready for you... Do you really still need a towel, Tae-yang...? You'd rather have a towel than this...?"
Pressed flush against him, Kim Min-jung could feel exactly how hard her male was trembling from the performance. So she pressed him with a tone that was a little pouty, yet full of confidence.
But if you carefully unpacked the words she used, her 75J soft mounds were always prepared for Tae-yang — the inner nature of a devoted, submissive woman was soaked right into the line.
"I was a fool, Auntie... What do people like us need a towel for... We just rub our bodies together and that's the bath, that's the sex... I love your body so much, Auntie... Hhhnnngh...!"
Simple-hearted Tae-yang was a man who moved easily and felt deeply. He reflected on his own ignorance and immaturity — on failing to grasp Kim Min-jung's deeper meaning — and expressed just how enormous the happiness he was feeling right now was, complete with a thick, throaty moan.
"Heehee! I'm the bigger fool... Mwah!♥ I don't know anyone but you and A-young, Tae-yang... Mmmwah!♥ Heeheehee!♥"
That simple nature of his always brought out Kim Min-jung's silly side. As if to declare that she was the one even more crazy about him, she called herself a fool and planted kiss after kiss across his back.
"Then Auntie will wash you with her body now, okay...?"
Rub...! Rub...! Nuzzle...! Rub...!
At last, Kim Min-jung began moving for her fated partner Geum Tae-yang. Holding his forearms with both hands, she rubbed her breasts hard against his back.
"Like this...! And like this...! And up and down like this, too...!"
Squish...!♥ Squish...!♥ Squish...!♥ Squish...!♥ Squish...!♥
At first the movement was limited. But once enough soap had coated her body, everything slid smooth and free. She moved not only side to side but up and down, even tracing soft little circles — putting on a full body-towel performance for her beloved boy Tae-yang.
She was working at it with real earnestness, real passion.
"Hehehe... All talk and a little clumsy, huh...? Honestly, this is Auntie's first time doing this, too..."
The reason she had no choice but to try so hard was simple: she knew how unskilled she was. Kim Min-jung was the model-student type. Whenever she felt herself lacking, she only poured on more passion.
She had never had a real honeymoon. She had always wanted to dote on a husband like this and never gotten the chance. Now she was straining with everything she had to fill that inexperience with effort.
This is her first time...? And she says she's clumsy...? Hooooh...!
Hearing that, Tae-yang could only groan.
Talent really is everything, isn't it... In the face of overwhelming physical gifts, skill doesn't mean a damn thing...!
He was experiencing the pure hard-carry of those massive 75J soft mounds in full. Kim Min-jung truly was the textbook example of a pure-hearted woman who had no real grasp of how extraordinary she was.
"Auntie, can you touch my cock for a second?"
And waking her from that pure, clueless innocence was Tae-yang's specialty. The persuasion never needed a long explanation.
"Your... down there, Tae-yang...? Why all of a sudden...?"
Slap...
Slide...
Still moving her body diligently, Kim Min-jung pressed them even tighter together and slipped her hand between his arms.
Squeeze...!!
Then she wrapped her fingers around Tae-yang's cock.
"Oh my!!!"
A cute little gasp burst from Kim Min-jung's pretty lips.