Chapter 251
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 251
Chapter Title: You Said Anything, Right? (2)
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Yang Ha-jeong squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the man's hands undoing her sash.
The man she was meeting after so long had grown unrecognizably stronger in martial arts, but his desire to ravage a woman's body remained unchanged.
And as proof, look.
'My, my heart...'
The heart thumping wildly next to her face told her just how immensely excited the man was too.
Even though she was a middle-aged woman well past her prime, even older than Zhuge Mi-ryeong the physician, he treated her like a lover.
He undid her sash and naturally parted the front of her robe, slipping his hand inside to grope her breast—but suddenly, he stopped.
"Uh... what's this?"
Looking where his hand had paused, he seemed curious to see another sash hidden beneath the first one, even after untying the outer layer.
"This is... my spear..."
"Your spear?"
When Yang Ha-jeong untied the cord hidden inside her sash, what unfurled was something that looked just like a spear—aside from hanging limply, of course.
"If you infuse it with internal energy here, you can use it like a real spear. Just like a flexible sword..."
"Ah, got it."
Unlike shorter weapons like swords or blades, spears were long and heavy arms, and carrying them openly drew suspicion from the authorities. It was one of the common methods used by spear masters.
The man nodded as if satisfied, and before Yang Ha-jeong could even set the spear aside, he pushed through the now-loose front of her robe. This time, his hand finally reached her soft breast.
"Hng... feels good..."
His hand tugged down her breastband just a bit and kneaded the breast that filled his palm.
The teasing circles and presses of his index finger on her nipple stirred her memories.
Dark nights spent embraced by this man young enough to be her son, crushed against his firm body, singing out in pleasure.
Whenever he gripped her hips and thrust his massive cock into her, she fell into the position of helpless prey exposed to its predator.
"Haht...♥"
He sat in the chair and pulled her onto his lap, slipping his other hand into her pants to fiddle with her precious hole using his thick fingers.
With one forearm deftly pushing to slide off her pants and undergarments bit by bit, his other hand never slowed its firm grip on her breast.
His persistent touch leisurely loosened her body, and Yang Ha-jeong felt impatient.
"Hurry..."
She blurted it out in anxiety, unsure when someone might come—but hearing the man chuckle, her face flushed bright red.
"Got it."
"Ah, no, that's not what I—hngg♥"
Sure enough, just as she wanted, his hand moved more intensely, preparing her lower body to accept his cock.
But no matter how she looked at it, she felt he'd interpreted her words as her begging for sex.
"I was just worried about someone coming... ahht♥ Are you listening...?"
"I know, I get it."
He buried his face in the nape of her neck and whispered, but he kept chuckling teasingly, making her already flushed, aroused face burn even hotter.
Her pants were now fully down around her knees, and a breeze slipped in between her lushly spread buttocks.
Yang Ha-jeong felt that wind cooling her slick, sticky pussy—and realized her pussy was gaping hungrily for cock.
'How can I be... such a mess...'
"Now, I'm putting it in..."
"S-surely at night... aaang♥"
Squuuish♥
Newly embarrassed, Yang Ha-jeong tried to change her words, but the cock filling her up from below stole her voice and replaced it with a moan.
The subtle pleasure that had tingled through her body like crawling insects ignited all at once the moment she felt the thick meat rod stuffing her pussy full—like dry straw catching fire.
"Just once, just once...! You have to promise...!"
The man didn't answer.
"Permitting my body to only one man for life" was one of those common phrases expressing chastity.
But if anyone knew everything about my actions in the Peng family, they'd know Yang Ha-jeong was a prime counterexample.
Squish squish squish squish♥
"Hnght♥ S-slower, just a bit... or someone'll hear... haak♥"
Though Yang Ha-jeong, whose "one man" was no husband but an outsider like me, told me to go slow, she apparently didn't realize how eagerly her own hips were bucking.
Her ass, slightly less springy with age, boasted that much more softness as it wrapped gently around my lower belly each time, making my cock soar sky-high.
The best milf pussy that only knows my cock...!
"Ahht♥ If you pull my b-breasts out too much..."
"Your body's just too sexy... don't blame me."
"Ahit, you demon...♥"
Yang Ha-jeong's body was so velvety soft everywhere it made me want to bury myself in her skin as much as possible.
The lewd woman who chided me but offered no real resistance stood her nipples at attention and twitched her shoulders.
"If you keep scolding me while tasting my cock after so long, it hurts my feelings..."
"N-no, that's not—haup..."
As the flustered Yang Ha-jeong turned her head, I captured her lips. She started to panic but soon parted her mouth and extended her tongue in response.
Even as our tongues entwined, I thrust up my hips, and her body jolted through our lips—but to the end, she never pulled away first.
"Haa..."
When I finally broke the kiss after swapping saliva to our hearts' content, Yang Ha-jeong opened her eyes with a dazed expression. Seeing it, I couldn't hold back anymore.
Squish squish squish squish♥
"Ahht♥ Suddenly, why...!"
"Thinking a woman like you is my bitch gets me so hard...!"
"B-bitch...? No, I'm not, aaang♥"
"What do you mean no? I taught you how good cock feels myself..."
I had zero interest in virgins despite my milf fetish, but it was unbelievable that this arousing body—far older than me yet utterly clueless about sex—existed.
The fact that I'd turned this lewd body into a woman's was enough to unscrew a few bolts in my brain.
"This pussy, these tits, this ass, these lips—all made into a bitch's by me. So..."
"Haaaang♥"
"...mine!"
I gripped her waist tight and gently pressed her slightly plump belly with my fingertips as I thrust up.
Glancing over her shoulder at her breasts bouncing lewdly, now freed from the fallen breastband, I relentlessly stuffed her clenching meat hole deep inside.
Her pussy, knowing only how to take my cock, clung wetly in response.
As I pounded mindlessly into the slick hole soaked with her juices, my glans itched—a sign I was about to cum.
"Ha-jeong..."
"Y-yes...?"
Yang Ha-jeong's voice was faint, like wandering in a dream, as she focused on shaking her hips to take my cock deep—but I pressed on.
"I'm about to cum inside your pussy now... any complaints?"
"N-no!"
She whipped her head back, scrambling to pull off my cock, but I pinned her waist and whispered, stopping her resistance.
"Worried it's a dangerous time? That I'll knock you up?"
"Ah, uh... not exactly, but... aung♥"
Her pussy clenched tight in alarm, then relaxed a bit in relief—only to clamp down again as I yanked her hips forcefully, aiming for her womb.
"I want to get you pregnant, but... since you're not ready, I'll hold back."
"Hauk♥ R-really...?"
Yang Ha-jeong wore an ambiguous expression, unsure if she should thank me. Well, since I am a bastard, let's skip that.
"Still, I wanna cum... you know, right...?"
She furrowed her brow briefly, then widened her eyes as old memories resurfaced, lips parting—before flushing and bowing her head in a tantalizing three-stage shift.
Squish squish squish squish♥
"Ha-jeong, get pregnant...! With my baby...!"
"Auk♥ You don't really mean—aaang♥"
I straightened up, tilting her body forward a bit. Yang Ha-jeong braced her hands on the table, sticking out her ass to take my cock.
"If you don't say it... I'll really impregnate you...!"
"N-no...! I'll do it, I'll say it... hngg♥"
"Act like a proper bitch and bear your stud's child...!"
"Y-you really mean it? No, right...?"
I gave no answer, just rammed her hole deep. Yang Ha-jeong writhed, stifling her moans.
"I-I'll get pregnant, I will...! I'll bear your baby...!"
"Not sincere enough...!"
Her slutty lower body stimulated me to squeeze out my semen, nearly making me cum right then—but I held back.
I wanted to hear the lewdest words she could muster.
"W-well, then...!"
Flustered, Yang Ha-jeong sensed my cock throbbing on the verge and blurted whatever came to mind.
"S-stud cum! Pour your stud cum into this bitch's womb...! Let me bear your child...!"
"Good girl!"
Slap slap slap slap♥
Gripping her reed-like swaying waist tight, my unwavering thrusts stabbed the tip right into the depths of her womb, just as she begged.
"Y-you don't really mean it, right...?"
"Get pregnant!"
"Nooo... hwaaaang♥"
Spurt spurt spuuurt
The powerful ejaculation that nearly tore my glans from holding back gushed out fiercely the moment the path opened, racing along her inner walls to the womb that would cradle our baby.
It was a load hefty even for me. Yang Ha-jeong arched her back to take it, then collapsed exhausted over the table, ass still raised and twitching.
After a moment, as the afterglow faded and I grabbed a full handful of her quivering ass cheek, Yang Ha-jeong turned her head toward me while still sprawled on the table.
"You really don't mean it, right? About the baby..."
"I told you no."
No matter how much of a bastard I am, blah blah blah.
"Then, that's it..."
"Hey now."
She slyly shifted her hips to pull off my cock, but I grabbed her waist and yanked her back.
"Hngg♥ We did it... once already..."
"Interest accrued."
"...Interest?"
"Was supposed to be once, but your body was too hot, so interest makes it twice. No clinic for you if you refuse."
"You really... aung♥"
Squish squish squish squish♥
As I started shaking my hips, Yang Ha-jeong, mid-protest, turned compliant again.
No need to say it, but if banning her from the clinic were up to me, I'd have done it ages ago. In the end, she consented to the extension.
'Roughly three times today should count as paid in full.'
With her escort warrior now assigned, dragging Yang Ha-jeong out to some empty spot for a fuck shouldn't be hard anymore.
Hm, Tang Hye-won did say there were documents to review today, but this is just a breather.
I pondered if introducing Arabic numerals to the clinic might streamline things a bit while slamming my lower belly against Yang Ha-jeong's ass.