It was the kind of biting cold that made him regret not grabbing even a single rag to cover himself.
The chill air had his balls shriveling up tight.
This place... a castle corridor? There was a door right in front of him.
- A door made of fine-quality wood. It doesn't seem locked.
Here we go again.
I'd never say shit like that, so why the hell is it coming out in my voice as narration?
Anyway, it felt like the dead of night—the surroundings were dead silent.
"Ugh..."
The gate had closed behind him.
So, classic pattern: cross over once, and no going back?
Beats getting your skull smashed with a baseball bat, at least.
(For the record, "skull" is the noggin.)
Even if he somehow made it back, his affair had been busted wide open. All that awaited was a life of finger-pointing and shame from everyone around.
That wasn't what scared him, though.
He'd just been thinking how tough it'd gotten to find a new woman within walking distance or public transit range.
So this unwanted adventure? Kinda welcome, actually.
Would've been nicer with some starter gear, sure...
But the Gratitude Cock Thrusts were performed piously in the nude, without a stitch of clothing. Right now, he truly had jack shit to his name.
Think positive.
Hey, at least it's not outdoors.
And he's got a reliable ace up his sleeve.
Coming to an isekai world without a cheat skill? No way.
That bizarre narration ability, spouting info he didn't know in his own voice? Solid proof right there.
"Status..."
The corridor was so quiet his voice echoed way louder than intended.
"...window."
...Did he mumble too soft?
Please pop up, he prayed silently.
If nothing showed, he'd have to explain to the first person he met why he was wandering around dick-swinging free. The sheer embarrassment made him forget the cold for a second.
"Inven...tory..."
Right then, the status window finally appeared before his eyes, fashionably late.
⚔ STATUS ⚔［Name: Geum Taeyang］［Age: 22］ ［Gender: Male］ ［Race: Human］⚡ Strength: A💨 Agility: A⚔ Technique: A🧠 Wisdom: A✨ Charm: A+🙏 Blessing: None［Abilities］[Master's Scent] Females instinctively recognize superior males suited for mating. The pheromone of an elite stud that draws in bitches. [Five Grains Thrust] After performing 10,000 daily Gratitude Cock Thrusts, he mastered the ultimate cock thrust that deeply resonates with a female's pussy. [Innate Stallion] Tireless erection and semen production allow nonstop impregnation of dozens of women—a prime stud's talent. [King Cock] Called by the cute nickname "Ju-ji," but it's a monstrous prick worthy of "prince dick." This rock-hard shaft is killer against humanoid bitches. Honestly, give it a hole and it'll work.
He clenched his fist without thinking.
Isekai staple right here!
Anything else?
Nothing but vulgar bullshit.
And none of it new isekai perks—these were his original abilities.
No special isekai bonuses in sight.
Still way better than his boring old world.
Just knowing those 10,000 Gratitude Cock Thrusts weren't for nothing made him thrilled.
Thanks, Elizabeth.
I'll thrive in this new world, so watch over me...!
"Finishing the rounds here means shift change, right?"
"Heh, Lady Verdia's sleeping face... Thinking about it alone gets me rock hard."
Someone's coming this way!
Two of 'em—night watch, maybe?
By the footsteps, they'd bump into him in about five seconds.
In the frantic chaos of his racing thoughts, instinct kicked in on what to do.
Hide!
He flung open the door right in front of him without hesitation and slipped inside.
Luckily, just as the narration said, it wasn't locked. He stashed his body quick and focused on the footsteps passing in the hall.
"One of the lights is out here."
"Ran out of oil?"
"Mana's low, probably."
"Note it in the log and hand it off to the next shift."
"Got it."
Please just keep walking.
They're not checking room temps, right?
That thought had his eyes darting for nonexistent weapons.
Wait, no—there is one!
A proper two-handed sword hung on the wall.
'Tells me the era...'
Once the watch passed and he'd caught his breath, he scoped the room.
Not some medieval-themed hotel, right?
Old-school fancy furniture everywhere, and two beds big enough for three people each.
Better bail before dawn.
Grab what I can...
Could surrender to the watch, but if he were the manor lord, he wouldn't give an intruder the time of day to explain.
Carefully, he started rummaging drawers and cabinets for useful stuff.
Ten minutes later: conclusion.
Jack shit.
Wardrobe had only sheer women's nighties that'd rip if he even tried. Easy to guess they'd get devoured anyway.
Not that he wanted to wear 'em...
One bed had a dude with a stylishly groomed beard fast asleep.
Using a room this lavish? Probably the manor lord.
'Lady Verdia the watch mentioned—is that the guy?'
Gay tastes are unpredictable.
Nah... there's another bed.
Couple sleeping separately. Not rare—plenty of married folks had separate rooms.
That's when dangerous curiosity hit.
'Not the time for this.'
Still...
The watch's words nagged at him.
The lady of the manor... how hot could she be?
He backed away from the husband's bed and approached the one opposite.
Gently parted the silk canopy and...
"Sni..."
The scent alone had him hard.
Woman smell.
Fresh soap notes mixed in heavy.
'This babe's hitched to Beard Guy?'
Makes me jealous as hell.
Can't even compare to the local hotties he'd bagged.
Verdia slept soundly, unaware of the man ogling her with his throbbing cock dangling.
Bright chestnut hair fanned across the sheets.
Lying on her back, her massive tits still boasted killer volume, stealing his gaze.
Through the sheer white negligee, pretty pink nipples peeked.
Those milk bags were...
This is an isekai MILF?
With every breath, her huge tits swelled and fell, flaunting that firm, jiggly softness begging to be touched.
He swallowed hard peeking under the covers at her flared hips below that slim waist.
'Letting a wife this gorgeous sleep alone?'
Anger surged at her nameless husband.
Gawking at Verdia's tits and ass, his erection ramped up harder.
Precum already drooling, he couldn't hold back.
No...
This wasn't about holding back.
Touch her, and he's 100% busted.
Sleep sensitivity varied, but groping for sex? Ninety percent chance of a bloodcurdling scream inside a minute.
Worst case, she'd wake mid-stare at his hard-on. Obvious rich wife—mess up, and it's straight to dungeon... or execution.
Verdia's pretty face and his drooling cock egged him on,
but escaping undetected came first.
- Verdia seems deep asleep. Won't wake easily even if touched.
The narration lit his instincts ablaze.
Just a little... a quick touch couldn't hurt, right?
Uwooo!
His hand felt sucked right into her tit!
Snapping to, he realized he was glued to her back, kneading those glorious tits.
Fuck, what a horny set of milkers...
"Mm..."
Verdia frowned slightly, uncomfortable from him spooning her.
He froze against her like stone.
Once she drifted deep again, his body warmed from her heat.
"Sniif... haa..."
Good smell.
Hubby had no clue some random dude was grinding his cock on his beloved wife's ass.
Anyway, that narration's reliable.
Groping her tits like this and she ain't stirring.
He smooched her nape sloppily while mauling those fat tits with both hands to his heart's content.
"Mmph..."
Peeling off the negligee to grab raw titflesh, her pink nipples tickled his palms.
Pinching and rolling the nips, he savored her perfect rack.
Time to wrap up and get outta bed...
"Ah..."
Verdia let out a sweet moan.
He lost it, sliding his cock between her thighs.
She might wake, but his lust was in overdrive. Sucking her cute earlobe, he rubbed his hard shaft on her thighs.
Play it right, maybe sneak a fuck past hubby's nose?
'Impossible without her cooperation.'
Gag her by hand, she'll thrash and wake sleeping hubby.
Guards swarm, isekai adventure over before it starts.
But... aaah...
These tits fry his brain.
Feeling that plump ass and thighs with his cock? No stopping now.
Underestimated her.
Verdia's smoking body.
She wasn't even seducing him, but he was trapped like a fly in honey.
Isekai MILFs are no joke...!
Then Verdia turned her head toward him, meeting his lips.
Eh?
"Darling...?"
"...!"
In her sleep, she mistook him for her husband—eyes closed, tongue out, kissing back.
Utterly horned up, he mauled her tits wildly while locking lips and tangling tongues.
"Churp... chup... chup..."
Mistaking him for hubbys, Verdia went full open.
Let him grope her tits while flicking her tongue into his kiss.
Knowing panic would blow it, he acted like her real husband—boldly sucking her mouth and fondling her breasts.
She overlapped her hands with his, whispering softly.
"Mmm... Darling... what's gotten into you? So passionate tonight..."
Her eyes flutter open? Game over.
But kissing him, she kept them shut, surrendering her body.
Now's the chance...!
He went to strip her panties.
Sensing it, she wiggled her hips to help slide them off easy.
That lewd marital hip grind had him ready to blow already.
"Chlurp... hunng... slow down... haa... It's been ages for me too... I can feel it..."
"..."
His heart pounded like mad.
Hand diving between her thighs, he felt the slick, soaked pussy.
Teasing her clit with fingertips, she spread her legs wide, granting full pussy play.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch.
"Ah... ang... haa..."
To muffle her moans, he kissed fiercely, swallowing saliva.
"Gulp..."
Relentlessly fingering her dripping cunt while sucking her mouth, her eyes started fluttering open more.
Better insert soon or it's risky...
The more she squirms, the worse.
Pulling his cock from her thighs, he notched the tip at her pussy hole.
Sensing something off, Verdia snapped her eyes wide.
'Cock size gives no excuses...!'
No matter how sleepy, she'd notice.
Nothing like hubby's dick.
"Ah..."
Their eyes locked dead-on.
Die now or later—he'd claim Verdia's pussy!
With her folds spread, he slammed his cock in deep.