Chapter 251
"Ahh... that tickles..."
She wriggled her hips this way and that. Women's reactions like this were always so entertaining. Even Choi Yujin would shake her ass when he teased her asshole... Thinking about it now made him feel a twinge of regret. He should've just given in a little. Then he could've savored her ass again. It sucked that their little emotional spat had nearly driven them apart.
"I've been kinda irritable lately, so forgive me, Senior Eun-ah."
"Got it. I'm fine with anything. So just... stop with the asshole already..."
His fingertip delved into the entrance of her anus and twisted, sending Jang Eun-ah into convulsions as she gripped his cock and jerked it wildly. Her asshole clenched and unclenched in feeble protest. His left hand was idle, so he slid it over to stroke her pussy. Love juices gushed from her slit, hot and sopping wet. Sweeping his palm across it produced wet, squelching sounds. The parted folds of her pussy quivered and throbbed with delight. This was why he loved women. The sheer fun of it.
"Stand up, Eun-ah."
"Okay..."
Jang Eun-ah rose shakily from Han Yaseong's lap, panting hard. The relentless assault on her ass and pussy had already turned her legs to jelly.
"Hurry up and strip naked."
"Alright..."
Guessing he wanted to admire her body, Jang Eun-ah peeled off her clothes one by one right in front of him. She shrugged off her blazer, unzipped her skirt, then tugged down her panties. They were soaked through with her juices, the crotch a drenched mess of white fabric. A bit embarrassed, she quickly stepped out of them and dropped them aside. Off came the bra too, transforming the prim, bespectacled office lady from moments ago into a shameless nude, hands modestly covering her pussy and breasts.
Han Yaseong lounged on the sofa, sipping his drink as he enjoyed the show.
"No one else gets to see this side of you. Maybe I should share it with the Mystery Club members sometime."
"No, don't..."
Her words said no, but her body betrayed her—the mere thought had her aroused. The Mystery Club seeing her like this? It was so thrilling she might squirt and pass out. Then she'd be gangbanged by their raging hard-ons... Juices trickled from her pussy. Han Yaseong shook his head with a chuckle.
"You're such a perv. Getting off and squirting to that fantasy."
"Shut up..."
Humiliation burned through Jang Eun-ah, but it only amplified her pleasure. Her father, Chairman Jang Il-hak, had raised her to be "pure," but in the end, he'd molded her into a pervert. He'd never dream his daughter was like this now. She suddenly understood why he'd inspected her pussy.
"That bastard did it for a superiority complex, right? Inspecting your pussy like that?"
As he rubbed the slit of her pussy with his finger, Jang Eun-ah parted her thighs wider to give him better access and shot back.
"What're you talking about?"
"No matter who you marry someday, he'll think, I tamed and inspected that pussy first—me, her father. The higher-status the guy, the more it'd thrill him. Especially if you end up as First Lady or the matriarch of some chaebol family."
"Yeah. He's got major inferiority issues. He'll get off on it later. The man I marry will never know his father-in-law inspected his wife's pussy."
"Your dad's not all that impressive now that I think about it. With a trash mindset like that, he'll be easy to deal with. Just like some idiot waiter spitting in a customer's coffee."
"Truth. He's nothing special. He only became chaebol because of Great-Grandpa. On his own, he's useless. Actually, all chaebol are like that—born into it, not earning it through talent. They go to overseas entrepreneur meets and get treated like morons because they can't keep up. Dad's no exception. He's just a vicious prick who hasn't succeeded at shit. He inherited one affiliate and just maintains it—no big profits, no losses, just coasting."
"I could take him out right now if I wanted. Should I?"
"For real?"
Jang Eun-ah's eyes widened in shock, her pussy lips parting. Han Yaseong kept fingering the gap, ravaging the soft flesh. Clear juices flowed as he stirred her insides. He leaned in and sucked on those cute pussy lips.
Slurp...
"Ahhng!"
The intense pleasure made her hips buck. Sucking her pussy out of nowhere was too much... but she loved it, shoving her crotch harder against his mouth. Han Yaseong slurped greedily at the tender folds. They were so soft and suckable—and pristine since she was a virgin. But his cock throbbed unbearably hard. He pulled away from her pussy and leaned back on the sofa, spreading comfortably.
"Gotta calm this guy down quick."
He pointed to the massive bulge straining against his track pants. Jang Eun-ah giggled and knelt before him.
"I'll take care of it."
She yanked down his pants, and his angry pillar sprang free with a thwack, right in her face. It was so huge she swallowed hard. Somehow bigger than last time... Gripping it with both hands, she felt the scorching heat and pounding pulse. Throb, throb—it asserted its dominance. Unable to hold back, she opened wide and engulfed the glans.
"Mmm..."
Han Yaseong closed his eyes, savoring the intense stimulation after years without a blowjob. It felt so good he might cum in her mouth any second. Kneeling on the floor, Jang Eun-ah slurped hungrily at the raging cock for a good while before stroking it with her hands to catch her breath. Droplets of juice plipped from her thickly parted pussy lips onto the floor.
"But earlier... what'd you mean? You can take out my dad?"
She glanced up through her glasses, hand pumping his shaft. Han Yaseong extended his foot to rub her pussy flesh.
"Hey... don't do that."
Her words protested, but she pushed her pussy forward for more friction. Women.
"I can assassinate him."
"Assassinate him?"
Eun-ah's eyes went wide. She gripped and shook his cock harder, her gaze demanding how?
"Yeah. There's a way. Super simple and clean. Wanna try?"
Jang Eun-ah paused to think. Han Yaseong's expression was dead serious—not a joke. Kill her father? That was her deepest wish. How many times had she prayed for his death as a kid—car accident, illness, anything? She'd stopped after college, realizing prayers were useless. But now, opportunity knocked. Still... it didn't sit right. Assassination felt too easy, too merciful. She sucked his cock hard once, then shook her head.
"Nah. Too easy."
"Then what do you want?"
"I want him utterly ruined. More painful than death."
"Strip him of everything, huh."
"Yeah. Know what scares the rich most? Losing it all. That's worse than dying. Don't kill him—ruin him. Make him suffer his whole life. That's my real desire."
That was it. Her grudge was too deep for a quick death. She wanted him broken, mocked, cared for in agony until he withered away old and defeated.
"Got it. Then I'll fuck you right in front of ruined Chairman Jang Il-hak. He'll lose everything to me, then watch me take his precious daughter too. Stick it in her pussy and cum—might give the old man a stroke."
"No dying. Just paralyze him or something."
Jang Eun-ah laughed and resumed sucking. Han Yaseong mused that the Jang household was a total powder keg. Dad inspecting his daughter's pussy, mom turning a blind eye while cheating, daughter plotting revenge. Straight out of a soap opera. But reality was even shittier—incestuous fathers raping daughters, kids murdering parents. The world was a dumpster fire. No wonder trashy dramas and comics were hits.
As she kept blowing him, the urge to cum built. His cock's veins bulged, ready to unleash white ropes.
"Ngh..."
He couldn't hold back anymore and erupted straight into her mouth. Pent-up semen burst through his urethra like a dam breaking. Jang Eun-ah gulped frantically as the thick load filled her mouth.