## Chapter 124 – A Date Alone With Yoojin (?)
I stopped thinking about the cruel plan I was concocting and turned around.
“Tell me I’m pretty too!”
I heard the voice of that crazy slut pressing me from behind, but I ignored it.
How did she figure out our location?
I don’t know.
Maybe Yoojin has one of those school safety apps on her phone that parents install to track their children’s location… something like that.
But didn’t people say that using those apps on kindergarteners was practically child abuse?
Anyway, it’s not like I expected Yoojung to patiently wait until our date was over and it was her turn. So, it’s not that surprising. Let’s just leave her be until tonight.
Ignoring Yoojung, I returned to my original spot, and Yoojin’s voice came from the opposite direction of the fitting room where the chest-baring slut was hiding.
“Where are you? Where are you!”
She was looking for me, and her voice was full of annoyance that I wasn’t appearing quickly enough.
Seriously, this mother and daughter are both a pain in the ass…
I walked over to where Yoojin was, receiving envious glances from men who envied me without knowing the full story, my face bearing the brunt of Yoojin’s temper.
You don’t have to look so envious. If you actually experienced Yoojin, you might think differently… or maybe not.
Most men would probably be happy to be the target of Yoojin’s obsession. And after failing to choose between Yoojung and Yoojin, going back and forth between them, trying to have them both, they wouldn’t give up their desire to possess them both, even as they were being stabbed to death by one or both of them.
Me too. But unlike those other guys, I won’t be taken down by them. I’ll keep them both firmly under my control.
“What? What’s wrong now?”
I stopped in front of the fitting room Yoojin was in and asked her.
“The dress zipper won’t go up. Help me with it.”
“What? Do it yourself.”
“My arms can’t reach.”
“Don’t lie. You’re flexible.”
“My boobs are in the way. Hurry and come in here and zip it up.”
I looked around. Fortunately, the fitting room Yoojin was in was in a corner, out of sight from the people who had been glancing at Yoojin from the entrance.
“My hair is getting caught and it hurts! Hurry up!”
Yoojin grumbled and started stomping her feet.
Oh, shit, her crazy level is rising again. If I leave her like this, she’ll forget that this is a shopping mall and that she needs to be mindful of her image since she’s about to debut, and she’ll explode.
I quickly checked where the clerk was. She was squatting down, organizing the stockroom and looking at the floor. Besides the clerk, no one else was watching us.
Ah, there is someone, way over there, an ajumma who just came out of a fitting room, putting on her clothes.
There were CCTV cameras in the store, but unless something happened and they specifically looked for me by pinpointing the time, there wouldn’t be any video evidence left behind.
“Okay, okay, just lower your voice.”
I pulled back the curtain and quickly went inside. I saw Yoojin in a dress even more extravagant than the one she wore when she left the house.
Yoojin was pressing her breasts against the wall, deliberately making them bulge out to the side, and arching her back, sticking her butt out towards me as if to show it off.
I had expected it, since she was acting cute with a lisp, just like her mom, which didn’t suit her usual sophisticated voice, but seeing it in person was still shocking.
“Come closer. And zip it up… no, zip it down.”
Afraid that someone other than Yoojung might see, I quickly closed the curtain and went all the way to the end of the fitting room. Then I looked at Yoojin’s back, her butt sticking out towards me, perfectly aligned with my dick.
Dress zipper? There wasn’t one.
There was just a tempting ass and breasts.
But the reason Yoojin had specifically called me in here was clear.
I turned around and looked out of the fitting room. It was noisy.
Probably the men who had followed Yoojin into the store were pretending to browse, just to get another glimpse of her.
“What are you waiting for? Hurry up and fuck me.”
Yoojin boldly demanded, as if she had forgotten that we were in the middle of the day, in a crowded shopping mall.
Did she really want to do it here, where there was a risk of getting caught with so many people just beyond a thin curtain?
I almost felt sorry for calling Yoojung a crazy slut.
But I couldn’t refuse. Not because I thought Yoojin would explode if I did. It was just that I was just as turned on as this slut in front of me.
I lowered the zipper on the side of the dress, not the back where Yoojin couldn’t reach, but the side where she could easily touch it if she lowered her arm.
As the fabric that had been tightly hugging her butt loosened, Yoojin’s pale thighs and violently voluptuous, bouncy ass crack revealed their tempting forms to me.
I hadn’t even given her any foreplay, but her pink pussy, already soaked with sticky juices from being so horny, was seducing me.
“Wow, look at you leaking. Your panties are all wet. How long have you been squirting like this?”
My voice naturally became rough.
“Since we got to the shopping mall… I’ve wanted to do it here, with so many people around… I tried to hold back, but I was scared someone would notice my juices leaking…”
I thought she was just enjoying shopping, smiling innocently, but all along she was leaking this vulgar, filthy juice under that bright face?
No, this won’t do. She desperately needs some discipline.
I grabbed Yoojin’s hips and pulled her soaked panties down in one swift motion. Yoojin let out a rough breath and twisted her body as if to change positions, so I pressed her head against the wall with one hand, forcing her to maintain the same vulgar doggy style position she had been in when she first called me, the position she had used to seduce me.
Then, I shoved her pussy-juice-soaked panties into her mouth and said,
“Shut your mouth and suck on your dirty pussy juice. If you make a sound, I’m pulling out.”
“Yes, please fuck me.”
“I’ll take care of it, so stop rushing me, you horny pussy. You’re so lucky, aren’t you? I buy you clothes and satisfy your horny pussy.”
“Yes, I am.”
I raised my hand high to spank her, but then I thought about the many men who had been drawn to Yoojin’s tempting backside like moths to a flame, but didn’t have the courage to talk to her because of her haughty face, and instead just watched her from afar, so I lowered my hand.
After answering politely, Yoojin bent over further. Then, hoping that I would spank her ass, she pressed her big butt against my pants, rubbing her ass against my dick as if she were writing letters with it.
I didn’t need to give her any foreplay. To Yoojin, who had a perverted fetish for being humiliated, my rough words were as good as foreplay.
I lowered my pants zipper, pulled my dick out while still wearing my pants, and looked down at Yoojin, who was bent over in front of me, her ass in the air.
Yoojin was a perverted bitch who liked outdoor sex just like her mother, so she was already extremely excited by the fact that we were having sex in this narrow fitting room where someone could barge in at any moment, and she was breathing heavily as if she had just run a marathon.
I grabbed Yoojin’s left arm with my left hand, grabbed the back of her head with my right hand, and thrust my dick into Yoojin’s pussy.
“Euhieeeit!”
“I told you to shut up, you can’t even last a second, you pathetic pussy.”
But it didn’t matter. All I had to do was slam Yoojin’s beautiful face against the wall to keep her from making a sound.
Then Yoojin’s face would be pressed against the wall, and she would be in pain, but I didn’t care at all.
Because this bitch was a pervert who found excitement in pain.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
It was a shame that I couldn’t spank Yoojin’s plump ass hard enough to make it dent, because of the location, but instead, I made up for the lack of violence by squeezing her neck tightly, something I didn’t usually do.
“Eugeueueut, eugeugeueue, wa, wait a miuteue, I, I- I, I can’t breatheeueue.”
I reached behind me, grabbed Yoojin’s wrist as she tried to push me away, twisted it, picked up her panties that she had spat out onto the floor, now covered in dirty dust, and shoved them back into her mouth even harder than before.
My fingers touched Yoojin’s uvula, almost like I was giving her a blowjob.
“Eueueeup- eubeueueeup-!”
Thanks to that, the sound was completely muffled, and now I could fuck her without worry.
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
There was no need to change to a position that was comfortable for me but very uncomfortable for Yoojin, or to be considerate of her in any way.
Similarly, there was no need to loosen the hand that was tightly squeezing Yoojin’s neck, her face turning white as she struggled to breathe.
Because Yoojin was my own vulgar and servile pet, who, even as she was being beaten by my dick and her once-white pussy mound was turning red from my hard thrusting, didn’t forget to tighten her pussy around my dick, flattering it, despite the pain of being choked.
Thump, thump, thump! Thump, thump, thump!
It would be strange to be considerate when I was fucking my personal onahole, not a human being.
But Yoojin only acted like this with me.
To other men, Yoojin was extremely cold. It was the same today. Even though I was nearby, Yoojin was so harsh in rejecting the brave men who tried to hit on her that I felt embarrassed just watching.
So, there were probably many men loitering outside that thin curtain right now.
They were aimlessly wandering around the store, fiddling with women’s dresses that they would never wear.
I understood their actions.
They had been lucky enough to see a beauty like Yoojin in person, something they rarely even saw in videos, so they didn’t want to miss this great opportunity.
They probably wanted to say something to Yoojin. But they couldn’t. Instead, they would probably wank off tonight while imagining Yoojin.
But even in their imaginations, they wouldn’t be able to treat Yoojin as roughly as I was treating her now.
At most, they would try to fuck her in a very ordinary missionary position. Then their dicks would die at the sight of Yoojin’s arrogant face. They wouldn’t be able to defile Yoojin’s face with their cum the way I had this morning.
Not even in their pathetic imaginations.
Yoojin’s very aura was different from ordinary people.
Upper caste.
The class system was gone, but everyone couldn’t help but feel it instinctively.
This woman is different.
This female is on a different level, in a different position, from them.
But that kind of woman was like this only with me.
“Lift your feet. Your feet are touching the ground. Stand on your tiptoes.”
I bent down and whispered softly in Yoojin’s ear. Yoojin, who had a crazy slut-like expression on her face from the pleasure mixed with pain of my dick exploding in her pussy and the pleasure mixed with the pain of being choked, obeyed my words. She nodded.
Thanks to Yoojin standing on her tiptoes, I was able to keep thrusting my dick hard into Yoojin’s pussy without having to change to a more considerate position, like bending my knees or lowering my back.
I didn’t consider Yoojin at all. I only satisfied my own desires. Before long, I came. If I had come even a little later, Yoojin would have passed out from suffocation.
I wiped the semen and juices from my dick onto Yoojin’s face, who had collapsed on the floor, all her strength gone, then carelessly wiped them off with her still-wet panties, pulled up my pants, and left the fitting room.
One of the men, who seemed to have fallen in love with Yoojin at first sight or just wanted to see her face one more time, was wandering around the store with an anxious gait and an almost tearful expression, and passed by me.
For a moment, I felt the urge to call out to him and tell him that the Yoojin he longed for was over there, lying on the floor with my semen, but I didn’t want to be so cruel to a man I didn’t even know, so I kept my mouth shut.
With a refreshed feeling, I went ahead to the fast food restaurant that Yoojin had told me to make a reservation for lunch, ordered the fast food that Yoojin had never been able to properly eat because of her mom’s interference, and waited for Yoojin.
After ordering and returning to my seat, someone immediately sat down next to me. A heavy breast completely covered the back of my hand on the table. It was a merciless sensation, like a slime swallowing a rabbit whole.
I turned my head to the side.
“Why won’t you fuck me?”
