Chapter 112
Chapter 112
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 112
Chapter Title: Don't Spank Me (1)
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"Then we'll proceed like this."
"Do so."
With the family head's decision, the meeting on the Peng Family's future direction amid changes due to their alliance with the government officials came to an end.
As people filed out of the meeting room in twos and threes, Yang Ha-jeong, who had been about to stand, turned her head at the family head's voice calling her.
"Madam."
"Yes, my lord."
"Are you all right?"
"Pardon?"
Yang Ha-jeong, already feeling a pang of guilt, asked in surprise. Peng Mu-do chuckled heartily.
"You look fatigued. Are you okay?"
"Ah, yes..."
As memories of the previous night flashed through her mind, a heavy sense of guilt weighed on her chest, but she managed a natural response.
It had been a night beyond her wildest imagination. A time when her body became a plaything for a man, pierced by his manhood and filled with his seed.
Recalling that heavenly sweetness of desire that bound her utterly, drowning her endlessly in pleasure, made her lower body tremble.
'My lord, do you know? I cheated on you last night... I gave to a stranger what I never allowed you...'
"I'm glad if you're fine. If your health worsens, it could affect family affairs, so consider delegating tasks to others."
Her husband nodded, oblivious to everything.
"Yes..."
Their conversation ended there. It was nothing special. After more than twenty years of marriage, this was their norm.
But after spending the night with a man who whispered love and pleasure into her flesh, his words now struck her as stark and dry.
'Don't compare...'
She needed to pull herself together. Just because that man whispered sweet nothings didn't make them true.
A one-night fling, nothing more, nothing less.
Even the child he so desperately wanted wouldn't hold him forever.
"Ah, Madam."
Yet her heart raced. There he was, right near her quarters, as if by chance.
His subtle gaze said it all, as if he were speaking directly to her.
'We had our fun yesterday, didn't we?'
Even as he eyed her like a predator, none of the passing maids seemed to notice anything amiss.
No one even dreamed they could be involved that way.
When the maid asked if they wanted tea and both declined, the door closed behind her.
Whoosh.
The man naturally pressed against her from behind, embracing Yang Ha-jeong so tightly it felt like he'd crush her.
"Let go..."
"No..."
His hands kneaded her plump breasts possessively, while his hardening manhood ground against her rear. It was hard to say which was more indecent.
"Enough now... We've done plenty."
"Plenty? Really?"
"How could it not be...?"
Even if she was naive about such matters, she knew it was abnormal for a man to crave more after holding a woman all night.
"And we can't keep doing this. You and I both have our positions... Ah!"
His lips slithered in like a serpent, exploiting her opening. He tilted her head effortlessly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as if claiming his property.
Slurp, mmm.
She tried to push him away, but couldn't detach his insistent lips.
Having yielded to his persistent kiss, Yang Ha-jeong didn't realize what her expression looked like when his lips finally parted.
"See? Kissing me feels good, doesn't it?"
She quickly composed her flushed face from the sticky tangle of their flesh, but he grinned knowingly, as if he'd seen everything.
"Don't... It's the middle of the day..."
"It's your fault, Ha-jeong. You're the one who got me like this in broad daylight..."
His rigid erection rubbed against her rear as his whispering voice blamed her.
For being the kind of woman who aroused a man into heat.
Yang Ha-jeong had no idea how to handle a man lusting after her in the middle of the day. She could only panic at the base satisfaction warming her belly.
"Stop... I'll come to you tonight..."
Even as she made a promise she shouldn't, he whispered unsatisfied.
"That's a given..."
His hands on her breasts began undressing her slowly. She couldn't refuse the fingers slipping into her robe to expose them.
Her fleshy breasts, far from beautiful, were bared to the air.
"Haa... Perfect..."
With even her nipple covers removed and her robe gaping open, his hands hiked up her skirt.
"No, I said no...!"
Only after stripping away the thin fabric barely covering her pale rear did he seem satisfied.
"So pretty...!"
"You don't really think sweet talk will make me let it slide?"
"I mean it..."
Worried he'd make a fuss upon discovering her already slick folds, Yang Ha-jeong clamped her thighs shut.
Meanwhile, his trousers, hastily undone, revealed his manhood standing tall, just as rigid as last night.
'Again, already...!'
Considering how thickly his seed had filled her womb until morning, its pristine form was astonishing.
The thought that it was truly the effect of that technique used all night made her depths quiver.
The moment his eyes grazed her womanhood, they widened.
"You're all ready."
She cursed her body for surrendering so easily to the mere nudge of his tip.
Yang Ha-jeong's condition looked prime. The Ascending Immortal Art really shines when opened early. Now I can hide away and fuck nonstop.
Her body, with only breasts and ass exposed, looked perfectly evolved to milk semen.
Talk of age all you want—surface value early forties, balance slipping a bit, but still prime breeding stock.
Squelch♥
Pressing my glans to her already dripping entrance, I felt her breasts heave in my hands.
Probably swallowing hard.
"I'm putting it in now..."
No reply from Yang Ha-jeong, but I eased my hips forward slowly.
Her pussy, perfectly molded to my cock after last night, welcomed me smoothly.
The writhing walls clung aggressively, as if compensating for years of neglect.
"Ngh...!"
She stifled her moan, but it was pointless.
I'd set up a sound barrier around the room while waiting.
No sound escapes unless you're plastered to the wall.
Someone with Peng Yeon-hwa-level skills, like Peng Mu-do, might detect if they used full listening arts out of suspicion, but...
"No way that'll happen..."
"...What, ah♥ was that?"
"Nothing."
I brushed it off and slammed my hips into her ass. She braced against the wall, unable to stand straight.
Squelch, squelch, squelch♥
Her idiot husband, neglecting this pussy for over twenty years, suddenly eavesdropping with listening arts today?
"Whose pussy is this?"
"Ah♥ W-what...!"
Her pussy, imprinted with my shape, stroked my cock pleasurably.
Smooth, sticky folds coiling flirtatiously, sending jolts of pleasure up to my brain.
"My cock stabbed this pussy deep and turned you into a real woman... So whose is it?"
"Ah♥ Who, whose could it be... If anything, mine... Hng♥"
"It's a pussy that only knows my cock, so why deny it?"
I gripped her waist, thrusting deep to grind against her core.
Squeeze♥
Her tender hole clenched like it was answering for her.
Yang Ha-jeong's pussy is mine. Her husband never touched this treasure; he'd never know if she cheated or got gangbanged.
"This pussy can't be used by your husband anymore. Right?"
A woman who'd come as a virgin—now deflowered, the risk of discovery loomed.
Modern excuses like "torn from exercise" wouldn't fly here.
Yang Ha-jeong's face darkened with guilt. No matter how you spin it, this was adultery.
"So it's mine now. My exclusive pussy... One your husband will never know...!"
"Such vulgar words...! Ah♥"
I said it crudely on purpose. To drown out her guilt.
I pounded her dripping pussy relentlessly, ignoring her feelings, and she gasped, forgetting even her anger amid the sensations.
"Make my cock feel good then...! It's your pussy now..."
Gripping her plump ass and driving into her was pure bliss.
Broad daylight, her private quarters, whole Peng Family busy—devouring the matron's chaste pussy with my cock. How could it not be?
Her meaty ass lacked bounce but gripped my fingers delightfully as I squeezed and thrust.
'Hm?'
Enjoying her spasms and moans with each entry, my palm absentmindedly grazed her cheek lightly.
The ripple felt her ass wrap around my hand sensually.
Try a bit harder?
Smack.
"Ngh...♥ Don't hit...!"
She showed dislike. I wouldn't force what she hated—unless I was sure she'd love it.
But what to do? Beyond the feel, her pussy clearly reacted.
Smack.
"I said don't...! Ah♥"
No doubt. Her pussy twitched, giving new stimulation.
"Sorry, Ha-jeong!"
Smack smack.
I spanked her like a man possessed, playing her body like an instrument.
"Stop, stop it...! Hng♥"
Amid my frenzied slaps and pistoning cock, she protested yet ground her core oddly against me, panting.
Her snow-white ass reddening under my palm, yet her pussy greedily devoured without pause.
"I said stop...! Ha♥"
"Just a bit more...! I'm almost there...!"
The spanking added exotic pleasure; climax loomed hot in my groin.
She seemed distracted by pain and pleasure, nowhere near her peak.
Sensing crisis, I stopped spanking, gripped her waist, and plunged deep.
"Sorry, really...! Thought you'd like it...!"
"I said no... Hic♥ I told you... Ah♥"
She had talent, but now wasn't the time. I focused solely on our rutting genitals.
Her childless body had learned it craved seed in her womb, yanking my cock deeper.
But I ruthlessly withdrew and slammed back in repeatedly.
"Ah, hng♥ Ah...!"
Only after her pussy was soaked and battered did I whisper again.
"Gonna cum now. Lots in your pussy, Ha-jeong."
"Cum, cum in me...!"
Lost in the frenzy, she accepted without protest.
Feeling her molten depths and her womb mouth descending hungrily, I thrust deep to sow my seed once more.
"Get pregnant... with my baby... Get pregnant..."
"N-no, not that..."
Pregnancy snapped her alert; she refused verbally, but her lower body kept begging.
"Get pregnant!"
Spurt, spluuurt.
Glans kissing her cervix, my cock unleashed straight into her womb with her clenching peak.
"Haaaaah...♥"
Her waist spasmed in my arms, sweet moans drawn out as thick semen filled her.
I clung to her ass, pushing every drop deeper, when she spoke.
"Did I... say not to spank... or not...?"
"Thought you'd like it... Sorry..."
Visibly pissed, she glared reproachfully.
Apologies were pointless now. Instead...
"Ah♥ W-wait, we're talking...!"
Round two to deflect.
Sure enough, she shut up, unable to resist my cock stirring her cum-filled pussy.
'Gonna spank that ass when I get the chance.'
Ascending Immortal Art recovery wouldn't take long.
I ground my belly against her plump rear, savoring her lewd pussy's tight grip, waiting for the moment to spank again.