Side Story 1 - Seong-mi's Brothel
"Hey, my dear daughter~ Aren't you short on pocket money? How about doing a little part-time job?"
For some reason, Mom was making the offer in an unusually sweet voice. Suspecting her was something I really didn't want to do, but usually, when she acted like this, Mom had some ulterior motive.
Seong-mi closed the erotic story she was reading and shot her mom a wary, half-lidded glare.
"What kind of part-time job?"
"Hmm... nothing much... You know Mom does pussy whore service, right?"
"How could I not?"
With Mom openly whoring it up in the living room with random guys from outside, anyone who didn't know would have to be blind. Whether Dad was home or not, her pussy never got a break from the action, and now Seong-mi's mom was famous in the neighborhood as a top whore. Every guy around here had probably tasted her pussy at least once.
Originally, Seong-mi's mom had been a plain housewife, living her life devoted to making sure the family got their daily energy boost. But a few months ago, Hyeonju's Oppa visited the house, and that became the turning point in her life. He told Seong-mi's mom that being a pussy whore suited her nature far better than being a housewife—and that it was way more fulfilling. Unable to argue with such irrefutable logic, she reflected on her old life, took Hyeonju's Oppa as her first customer, and stepped onto the path of pussy whoredom.
Condom sex: 5,000 won. Raw creampie: 10,000 won. 24-hour free play: 50,000 won. With those prices, Seong-mi's personal brothel was booming. Reservations filled up every day, turning the house into a nonstop sex den that reeked of pussy and night-blooming flowers without a single break.
Seong-mi had been pretty shocked at first when Mom became a whore, but now she'd gotten used to it and didn't really think much of it anymore. On the first day, watching Mom get laid under some guy who wasn't Dad and scream in ecstasy had made her stomach churn and nearly made her puke—but that was just her brain freaking out from the unfamiliar sight. Lately, seeing how much happier Mom looked compared to her housewife days, Seong-mi even found herself smiling secretly, showing a maturity beyond her years. Thinking about it, it made sense that a natural-born whore like Mom would raise a daughter who was an onahole.
Anyway, whatever.
"What does Mom doing pussy whore service have to do with me working a part-time job?"
"Oh, come on, you know exactly what I mean—why ask? I just need you to help me out with work."
"Huh? No, that's a bit much. I'm in the regular meat toilet class, so I'm just a free-use onahole anyone can use whenever. Who's gonna pay money for that?"
Unlike students in the compensated dating class, who could only do it for cash, Seong-mi was in the general meat toilet class. In other words, she had to spread her legs for anyone who asked to use her pussy—no exceptions. Who'd pay for a free pussy like that? It didn't make sense.
But Seong-mi's mom had her reasons, and she calmed her daughter's confusion with a smile.
"Sigh, who said you have to whore it up yourself? I just need you to be my option."
"Option?"
"Yeah. After serving so many customers, some of them know about you, right? They want to try some mother-daughter rice bowl... So, when they buy my pussy, we add the mother-daughter option on top. What do you think?"
"Oh... that? Hmm... I guess that'd be fine..."
Doing a part-time gig would naturally eat into her personal time. She wanted to help Mom, sure, but it wasn't like things would fall apart without her. Did she really need to?
As Seong-mi pondered, Mom laid out her offer.
"If you do it, I'll bump up your allowance by 30%. Sound good?"
"Ugh..."
That hit hard. Lately, Seong-mi had been tight on cash from buying pervert lingerie or limited-edition exposure-training AV Blu-rays. With money already short, how could she not waver?
"Haa... fine. But you better actually raise my allowance properly."
"Oh my, oh my. Hehe. Of course, sweetie. You know Mom always keeps her promises, no matter what. Great—I'll add the mother-daughter rice bowl option to the brothel menu starting tomorrow. Working with my daughter has me all excited already!"
"Excited? Really..."
Seong-mi grumbled, but deep down, she felt a strange thrill at teaming up with Mom for work. It felt like a super harmonious family, and earning cash on top? Perfect.
"Oh, right—tomorrow's the weekend, no school. You can jump right into the morning slot. Gotta tell the customers quick."
Mom hummed a tune as she grabbed her phone and started texting everyone. No official brothel website, so spreading the word was all manual. She couldn't notify every single customer, but regulars? That was common sense.
Seong-mi watched her mom's back with a subtle smile, stretched languidly, then reopened her erotic story. Her other hand hovered nearby, ready to jerk off anytime.
"Let's see, where was I? Oh yeah—starting from where that clueless bitch finally gets properly educated by cock-sama."
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"Welcome to Jeong-suk's brothel, sir!"
As the door to the brothel (a regular house, really) opened, Seong-mi's mom, Jeong-suk, greeted him with legs spread wide. The "clothes" she wore—barely scraps of fabric—were just black lingerie completely open at the pussy and tits. Spreading her legs like that naturally flashed all her important bits.
It wasn't the standard greeting; she was just following a customer's special request: Please welcome me like this when I arrive. In other words, the kind of guy who loved this stuff.
Seong-mi didn't say anything but followed suit, spreading her legs and bowing. No shame at all. If she were a normal high school girl, she'd die of embarrassment, but onaholes didn't need that emotion. How could an onahole be useful if she got shy about showing her pussy?
"It's been a while. I wanted to come more often, but time's been tight."
The man stepped in casually, closing the door behind him. Average guy in a gray T-shirt—shortish, but neat-looking with broad shoulders. Made him pretty decent as a man. Good start. Onaholes—and whores—couldn't be picky about cocks, but handsome guys were always nicer. Though looks mattered way less than how amazing cock-sama was.
The moment he hit the entryway, he shoved his fingers into Jeong-suk's thick bushy pussy and stirred like a pro. It looked rough at a glance, but he nailed her sensitive spots perfectly, like he'd done it a hundred times. Seong-mi was impressed in secret. Real regular, alright—he'd probably fucked Mom's pussy more than Dad had. Maybe way more.
"Mmm. Still in top shape. Tight grip, dripping honey—keeping it like this can't be easy."
"Oh, this much is basic. With all the pussy whores and compensated dating sluts popping up around here lately, you gotta maintain at least this level to stay competitive, right?"
Just like Mom said, the neighborhood was swarming with pussy whores and paid pussy girls lately—total Warring States era chaos. Who knew there were this many quality pussies around? Probably Onago High's opening that did it. More competitors meant fiercer rivalry among pussy sluts, better service all around. Peak capitalism.
"Ooh, and you must be Seong-mi? Jeong-suk's onahole daughter."
The customer turned to her, so Seong-mi gave her pre-rehearsed, cute high-school-girl greeting.
"Yes! Hello, sir~ I'm Seong-mi, Mom's option onahole pussy. I go to Onago High, train hard every day, and I'm confident in my pussy grip! As a pussy whore-in-training from school, I'll show off all my skills here. Enjoy yourself all you want today~"
"Yeah, yeah. Heard a lot from your mom. Said you're a real tight-grip pussy slut. Let's see."
The customer slid his fingers into Seong-mi's pussy without hesitation to check her grip. His fingers, honed on Mom's pussy maybe, hit her weak spots dead-on and stirred her up. Seong-mi was trained too, so she didn't collapse, but the pleasure made her legs shake.
"Ooh, not bad. Real daughter-of-Jeong-suk material. Perfect grip. Can't wait to stick my cock in—getting hard just thinking about it."
"Hehe, thank you. She'll be outdoing even me soon enough."
Mom's voice brimmed with pride. What praise could beat your kid getting complimented?
"Ehehe. Thanks for the praise, sir. I'll repay you properly with this pussy."
Seong-mi's heart was already bursting with service spirit toward him. For a guy with fingers this good, she'd serve forever. She just knew it.
"Alright. How about two loads each in daughter pussy and mom pussy... Condoms today. Budget season, you know."
"Yes, sir! Four loads with condoms—20,000 won!"
The customer paid upfront, dropped his pants, and whipped out his impressive cock. Time to serve.