Chapter 68 Side Story 1 - Seong-mi's Brothel
"Nnghoooo! ♥♥♥ W-wait just a sec! ♥ J-just a bit! Give me a little break! ♥♥ I'm cumming again! I'm seriously gonna die! Please, please! ♥♥♥"
"We've barely started, you fucking bitch—where do you get off whining like that?! Your pussy's grip is getting weaker, isn't it? Squeeze harder, you slut!"
Overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure crashing down like an army of ants, Seong-mi desperately begged for even a moment's respite. But Joo-seong showed no sign of listening to the arrogant pussy-girl's pleas, relentlessly fingering her cunt without mercy. His fingers targeted her clit and G-spot with surgical precision, as if intent on wringing every last drop of juice from her pussy. Seong-mi could do nothing but spread her legs wide, squirting endlessly and screaming in agony under his expert touch that seemed to know every inch of her sensitive spots already.
Who knew how many times Joo-seong had fucked Seong-mi's mom behind Hyeonju's back? His techniques, honed on her mother's pussy, were already more flawless and thorough than those of any popular insider. Combined with Joo-seong's fetish for watching females lose their minds in ecstasy and Seong-mi's body sharing the same sensitive zones as her mom, it was a perfect storm.
"Hogguuung! ♥♥♥ Oh, again, agaaaain! ♥♥ Give me cock! Just give me your cock! ♥ I'll serve it properly! ♥♥ Do that instead—otherwise I'm gonna go insane! For real! ♥♥"
Lying on the desk with her legs splayed wide, constantly finger-fucked to oblivion, Seong-mi was going mad. How many orgasms had that been? She couldn't even count. If it had been his cock instead of fingers, it might have been easier—at least he'd cum eventually, and it'd end with a simple payment. But making her cum with just fingers without inserting was standard service. Charging extra for something that minor would drive away all customers.
In other words, finger-fucking Seong-mi to squirting orgasms was 100% free! No reason to hold back.
"Ahhuuuuuu! ♥♥♥♥"
Letting out a primal scream like a monkey in heat, Seong-mi arched her back once more. Even in her professional haze, she didn't try to pull the fingers from her pussy—Onago High must have trained her well.
Joo-seong sneered at her pathetic display with a sleazy grin.
"Heh heh heh. This fucking bitch. Back in middle school, you acted all high and mighty, huh? And now you're in heat from my fingers, just squirting pussy juice everywhere. That's why you never know what life's gonna throw at you, you worthless slut. No, worse than cock fodder!"
"Slurp! Chuuurp! Smack, smoooch... What did our Seong-mi do back in middle school? She's always so well-behaved at home... Chuuurp."
Seong-mi's mom asked as she diligently sucked Joo-seong's cock, slick with her daughter's juices. She seemed worried about the gap between her daughter's home behavior and her outside antics. Even as a whore, she was still a mother.
"This bitch always gave me these disgusted looks in middle school... Whispering behind my back, badmouthing and ignoring me. Just like every other pussy-slut out there. So fucking pretty with a hot body, making guys feel like shit... When all she knows how to do is be a cock-hole, the fucking bitch!"
Joo-seong spat out his resentment. But it was all just his delusional victim complex. Sure, Seong-mi had found him creepy and thought to keep her distance, but she hadn't obsessed over him or gossiped. "Ignoring" was too strong—she simply hadn't registered him at all. But facts didn't matter to Joo-seong. In his world, if he felt it, it was real.
To his rant, her mom replied,
"Oh dear, is that so? Our girl... I always told her to think of cock first when judging men... Treating a stud like you with such a magnificent dick so poorly—she deserves a good scolding. Go ahead and vent all that frustration this time. I'll give her a stern talking-to later."
Seong-mi's mom fully sided with Joo-seong. It wasn't flattery; as a responsible whore and onahole, it was the right thing to say. Seong-mi might be inexperienced, but she was a full-fledged onahole. Letting a man build up this much resentment instead of pleasing him was professional negligence. A little punishment was only fair.
"Hee hee hee, yeah. Unlike her daughter's pussy, the mom's actually reasonable. You sluts just need to spread your legs for men—that's it. The rest of the class pussies don't even get that and act all superior... Ah, fuck. Thinking about it pisses me off again, you bitch!"
Fresh rage bubbling up, Joo-seong shoved his fingers—and nearly his whole fist—deep into Seong-mi's pussy. A guttural "Ogohgohkok! ♥♥" escaped Hyeonju's—no, Seong-mi's—throat like a death rattle, and a golden arc of piss sprayed out, soaking Joo-seong's clothes.
"Oh my! What's this? Seong-mi, what have you done?! Sorry about that, dear. Hold on, let me clean it up..."
"...No need."
Jeong-sook, horrified, moved to handle his clothes, but Joo-seong slammed her head to the floor, stripped off his soaked shirt, and tossed it aside. His cock stood at its stiffest yet.
"You fucking bitch. Pissing everywhere like some kid? This slut needs a real education, right? And not just any—I'll drill her female instincts deep with my cock. Yeah?"
Female instincts? Hyeonju's Oppa had already ingrained those perfectly. But details like that were irrelevant. Only male satisfaction mattered.
Joo-seong's cock was snake-like: a vicious, veiny glans, curved just right to ravage spots normal dicks missed. No condom—he dripped precum like venom, making Seong-mi's womb throb in anticipation. Getting bred by that? Pure female bliss. She erased every bad thought about him. She'd been too young, ignoring her mom's mantra: A man's worth is his cock—judge by that alone. Joo-seong was a stud.
"Take it, you fucking slut!"
He aligned and slammed his cock as deep as possible into her pussy. The curve probed every crevice, claiming territory. Seong-mi made a sound she'd never uttered before.
"This girl... First she disrespects a man with such a fine cock, then pisses herself out of nowhere. And now this weird noise with his dick inside? Did I fail as a mother?"
Her mom sighed, stroking her daughter's face. Flushed and breathless from the unprecedented pressure, perfectly matched to this dick. Only Hyeonju's Oppa could top that compatibility. Mom smirked and pinched her cheek playfully.
"Well, everyone messes up young. Grow from this new experience. He won't stay mad, so enjoy it to the fullest this time, sweetie. Serve customers right next time too."
"Nnghyaaaaaaaang! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥"
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"Well, I'll be off then. Used up my allowance for the month in one day, so I won't be back for a bit... But I'll save up and come again soon."
Joo-seong mumbled timidly, like when he'd first arrived. Two bareback loads in Jeong-sook, ten in Seong-mi—120,000 won down the drain. 24-hour free play would've been smarter. His self-control must've crumbled to his explosive nature.
"Hee hee, come again soon. Since our girl dirtied your clothes, next time you get a free 24-hour session. Come when you have time."
Thanks to the piss, he wore Seong-mi's dad's ill-fitting clothes—uncomfortable, but a net win.
"Whoa... Sweet! I'll be back soon. Uh... Take care, Seong-mi."
He greeted her awkwardly, aware he'd gone overboard. Seong-mi stared silently, then sidled up. He tensed instinctively. She leaned in...
"You were super manly today. If you've got that tough side, show it more... Rape those girls bullying you in class next time. Your school life'll change big time."
"Wh-what...?"
Stunned, Joo-seong blinked as she pecked his cheek—pure service, no feelings. The warm, soft touch left him dazed.
With a coy smile, she said,
"Come again. Next time, full service for real."
"...Y-yeah!"
"Hee hee hee..."
Watching her daughter hook the customer solid, mom smiled warmly. That's my girl—born whore material. Perfect excuse to drag her deeper into the life. Mother and daughter saw off their loyal regular together. Needless to say, Joo-seong returned sooner than expected.