Milf Hunter in Another World

Human thoughts always lean towards comfort.

It seemed sweeter to rub my dick against Ariella’s beautiful ass and spend the rest of my life comfortably rather than clinging to the difficult task of training.

From the moment my confession succeeded, the pendulum of my heart was gradually tilting towards ease.

Even if it meant downsizing my business and distancing myself from other women as she wished.

Isn’t it a win-win?

I don’t think it’s something to regret or reflect on.

It’s not strange in any world for a man and a woman in love to get together.

Rather, this is more common.

“Phew….”

I closed the bathroom door and stared at the sink.

Me, who had been enslaving and corrupting women indiscriminately with my destructive dick thrusting, not caring if they were married…

It might seem shameless to find solace in the arms of the woman I love in the end, but…

It’s my life, I live it, not someone else.

No one wants to be pointed at for choosing stability.

But I had a unique characteristic that set me apart from others.

A characteristic that every woman who has experienced me knows.

“Geum Taeyang.”

Blonde hair, tanned skin, a delinquent.

I’ve lived confined within that identity for a long time.

Suddenly, I realized.

That this was a moment of choice.

Whether to define Geum Taeyang as my identity and follow my destiny,

Or to seek happiness as a man.

“Now, at this point?”

I came to my senses.

I can’t do that, not me.

Me, who has been a superior male, mocking and stealing countless husbands and loves!

Seeking love?

Elizabeth would laugh at me.

I said it wasn’t something to reflect on, but my heart changed.

I reflect on how I was blinded by the world’s best boobs and tried to abandon my destiny.

What would it be like to suddenly settle down and become Sweet Taeyang?

Ariel’s words, unexpectedly, hit the truth.

It means that I’ve been doing a ridiculous concept play, spouting nonsense about destiny, until I reached this castle.

A ridiculous concept play?

Geum Taeyang?

No one can be a better Geum Taeyang than me.

If this is the process of becoming the real deal, I must kick Ariel’s love to the curb and make her submit as a pussy slave.

I can’t waver.

I can’t settle down.

If I have to kill a part of myself to become the inhuman, sex-crazed Geum Taeyang…

I’ll abandon my weakness.

“Elizabeth.”

I called Elizabeth and threw off my clothes.

The frail, platinum-blonde girl materialized.

“Get your pussy ready.”

10,000 Gratitude Dick Thrusts!.

Whenever my heart wavered, I always grabbed Elizabeth and focused on training.

Believing that was the path to becoming the strongest sex machine.

Even now, that heart, my roots, haven’t changed.

Elizabeth floated in the air, her legs together, held tightly by her arms.

I grabbed her lower body and inserted myself into her pussy.

We don’t need foreplay.

Elizabeth is always ready to be pounded.

Her pussy is gripping me tight, good.

This is the feeling.

I look at my reflection in the mirror.

I’ve been neglecting my workouts lately, so I’ve lost some muscle mass.

I look sturdy with some weight gain, but I was momentarily away from the complete Geum Taeyang.

I’m going back today.

“Elizabeth, help me.”

Elizabeth nodded.

Thus, my training resumed.

To calm my heart, to become the inhuman Geum Taeyang, I pounded Elizabeth’s pussy countless times, shaking off my weak self.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

Perhaps it’s my imagination, but the dick thrusting feels good today.

A day passed as I thrust my dick into Elizabeth’s pussy 10,000 times with a pious heart.

My body was drenched in sweat, and my arms ached as if they would fall off.

But….

When I completed another 10,000 dick thrusts,

My heart was as calm as the still waters of a lake.

My muscles were overflowing with power.

When I took a shower and went outside, Cecil and Peridot looked at me.

“Master.”

“Oppa….”

“You were worried, weren’t you? Milf Hunter is back to business as usual.”

“….”

I thought she would run to me shouting “Oppa!”

Cecil hesitated as she looked at me.

Peridot’s gaze was also strange.

“What’s wrong with you guys?”

“Well… how should I say this… Oppa’s body… smells strongly of male….”

“Huh?”

What does that mean?

I just took a shower, and you’re saying I smell?

I sniffed my armpits, but there was no smell.

It’s said you can’t smell your own scent, but….

“Peridot?”

“You look attractive, Master.”

“What?”

…Did my abilities get stronger?

That’s all I could think of right now.

It was real.

I immediately opened my status window.

“Hmm.”

In short, just like men are instinctively drawn to wide hips or large breasts…

Does this mean I was born with a characteristic that stimulates women’s instincts?

It’s funny that it’s displayed as an ability, but I’ve always survived with just my strength and charm, even without Monologue Insertion.

I had great pride in my abilities.

Geum Taeyang equipped with destiny, invincible!

“I’m going to train Ariella into a pussy slave that perfectly suits my taste.”

“We will take care of the aftermath.”

“Do whatever you want, Oppa!”

I ate a simple meal and went looking for Ariel.

As if she was looking for me too, we exchanged welcoming glances.

Whoa….

A low-cut dress today.

Her boobs are almost completely exposed.

I gulped and swallowed my saliva.

It’s no wonder she tempted my destiny.

Just because I’m training her doesn’t mean I have to suddenly be cold to her.

I can gladly accept Ariel’s affection.

“Taeyang, I found you.”

“Ariel.”

Without a word, I kneaded Ariel’s breasts.

Squeeze, squeeze.

“That’s not the place to greet someone, is it, Taeyang?”

“Goo goo.”

“What if someone sees us?”

“Who’s here?”

“Some guests. Want to come with me? I was thinking of introducing you.”

Ariel took my hand.

When we went to the guest room, three middle-aged couples were sitting gracefully on the sofa, chatting.

With the appearance of a young man – me – everyone’s eyes turned to me.

“Wait, Lady Ariella, who is that…?”

“Is he perhaps a slave?”

“He looks strong.”

Straight to slave treatment….

I understand that I’m not a suitable match for Ariella
“He’s not a slave, he’s my man.”

“Oh…!”

“Oh my, I apologize. What’s your name…?”

“I’ve seen him somewhere… I remember.”

“I’m Geum Taeyang.”

I answered politely on the surface.

“Geum Taeyang?”

“I’ve heard that name….”

The atmosphere was about to turn awkward when…

“Gasp, Milf Hunter Geum Taeyang…! Aren’t you the owner of the Milf Hunter brand?”

“Oh, you recognize me.”

“I know you well. I heard Belita Grace is your slave….”

‘That Belita Grace’

I didn’t know she had another family name.

Belita’s temperament seems to be quite famous even among nobles.

I could tell by people’s reactions.

“Belita?”

“Belita Grace….”

“That tyrant…. Ahem.”

…She was polite in public, but was her usual behavior that impactful?

But, Ariella….

I was touched by the fact that she introduced me to the nobles without hiding me.

If she thought it was embarrassing to be with me, she wouldn’t have invited me to such an occasion.

Ariel is sincere.

She likes me.

My heart ached a little.

But, I made my choice. I’ll make Ariella a horny pussy slave.

I was thinking that to myself.

Where should I start?

Of course, according to Master’s teachings….

Training begins with building a relationship, but right now, I’m just Ariel’s lover living in her house.

Making her a slave through Monologue Insertion? I’d rather do that if she was just a woman I’d fuck and dump.

But not Ariel.

The risk of Monologue Insertion can be easily imagined through the assumption that “it will be returned someday”.

No matter what monologue I insert into Ariella, I can’t easily do it considering the risk when it’s returned.

So….

“Yes, I’m the trainer who owns that Belita Grace as my number one slave.”

“Oh!”

“Trainer….”

“Then, Lady Ariella is also…?”

“Oh my, what are you asking?”

“Uh, ahem. It’s a valid question.”

Ariel smiled wryly.

“I’m in a serious relationship with Taeyang. It’s not ‘training’.”

…Right.

We’re a couple deeply in love.

I gave up because I couldn’t cross the “training” stage.

Honestly, it’s the same now.

Technically, it’s a very difficult task to turn a smart woman like Ariella into a dick-crazed fool.

Elizabeth, watch me!

After the conversation ended, I saw the guests off and said,

“Are you okay?”

“With what?”

“Those people will gossip about Milf Hunter hitting on Ariella.”

“Weren’t you going to wrap up Milf Hunter?”

Ariel asked with an anxious expression.

From her perspective, it must seem like I changed my attitude completely after our first night together.

Of course, I never promised to get rid of Milf Hunter, but…

When you’re in a serious relationship with the prospect of marriage, you have to adjust to your partner’s situation, even if it’s just something that was mentioned in passing.

Even if it wasn’t a promise.

That’s marriage.

“I don’t want to quit.”

“But I don’t want you sleeping with other women….”

“Ariel, how about joining my brand?”

“What?”

Ariel’s eyebrows furrowed.

A reaction as if I brought up something outrageous, something that shouldn’t even be discussed.

This is the reality.

Sweet lovey-dovey sex and training are completely different.

“You want me to be a slave? Are you serious?”

“Belita, Verdia, Gayeon are all my slaves. Is there a problem?”

“I’m… different. I’m your woman.”

My heart throbbed.

I lost that right and future when I became Geum Taeyang.

I’m not standing here as a concept play.

“I want you to think about it seriously.”

“Suddenly… why…? Am I… not good enough to be your wife…?”

“Wife or slave, it’s the same to me.”

“Did I become boring after we slept together?”

“No….”

That’s not true.

I regretted it a little, thinking I should have said it differently.

But no….

If I don’t go straight, I can’t break through.

Ariel is not someone who would fall for such clever wordplay.

I’d rather reveal my true intentions.

“Ariel, I can’t stop Milf Hunter anymore.”

“It all sounds like excuses.”

“My feelings for you haven’t changed.”

“Don’t try to convince me with such words….”

I kneaded Ariel’s boobs and kissed her neck.

Ariel didn’t resist.

But her eyes looked sad.

I was struggling a bit too.

Because I kicked away the chance to have her through pure love.

But….

Ariel will definitely call me to her room.

I was sure of it.

“Okay.”

This time, I turned away first.

Ariel seemed startled and gasped as she watched me.

We knew each other’s weaknesses too well.

Lady Raven wouldn’t like it if the person she shared her feelings with left.

Grab

Ariel grabbed my sleeve.

“W-wait….”

“Huh?”

“Talk to me… tonight….”

The lonely, black-haired, busty milf,

She lowered her eyes as if she was slightly regretful.

“Okay, I’ll go.”

What does she want to talk about?

Did she call me to seriously persuade me? No way.

When I visited her room at night, Ariel opened the door wearing only her bathrobe, just like that day.

“Come in.”

Without waiting, I hugged Ariel as she turned around.

She seemed a little tense because the keywords ‘training’ and ‘slave’ came up.

She tries to push me away instead of leaning on me.

“…Wait, let go of me.”

“Let’s have sex, Ariel.”

“That’s not why I called you. I wanted to talk….”

Suck

I sucked on Ariel’s neck and kneaded her World’s Best Boobs.

I had sex while squeezing these boobs like crazy….

Ariel’s body seemed to remember it too.

“Ah….”

She can’t strongly refuse me.

Adorable.

“I was hurt by what you said earlier, I’m sorry.”

“Did you change your mind?”

“This is my true self, Ariella.”

I rubbed my hard dick against Ariel’s ass.

“Let’s forget all the bad memories, okay?”

“I’m not meeting you to escape. We need a proper plan….”

“Sometimes, stress-relieving sex is necessary, Ariel.”

As I continued to suck on her neck and knead her breasts, Ariel’s breathing became ragged.

The lovey-dovey sex did help.

We crossed too many rivers that night for her to refuse my touch.

Even the great Ariel couldn’t go back.