## Chapter 25 – A Daughter’s Sin Is a Mother’s Sin (8)
The door closed. But immediately, instead of the sound of the shower running, Yujeong’s hand peeked out from beyond the bathroom door.
“Transfer student? Hey, hand me what you bought… and a towel….”
Does this bitch think I’m her boyfriend or something?
“What do you need?”
“The towel, I need a towel.”
“Is that all? I thought you asked for something else too?”
“What?”
“What do you mean, ‘what’? So, just the towel is enough?”
“No, there’s something else besides the towel. The stuff you bought.”
“The kinky lingerie and stockings I bought for you to show me?”
“……”
Even as I kept teasing Yujeong, who was much older than me, I obediently tore open the packaging containing the lingerie and new stockings from the plastic bag.
Hearing the sound of the packaging being torn, Yujeong seemed to think I wouldn’t torment her any further. From some point on, she stopped responding to my words and just kept waving her hand, still sticking it out from the bathroom door.
“Here you go. What you wanted.”
I said, lifting my heels high. It seemed to be about the right height. I lowered my pants and underwear.
Yujeong didn’t even want to look at my face, opening the door just enough to stick her hand out. She didn’t realize that the object about to be placed on her palm wasn’t what she wanted, but rather, my thing.
Yujeong’s palm closed to grab the stockings and underwear. But sensing that the texture was different from what she expected, Yujeong’s palm immediately opened again. Then, as if to check one more time, Yujeong’s palm closed again. This time, with a slightly stronger grip.
“Wait, what is th- Ack?”
A flustered voice that couldn’t even form proper words came from inside the bathroom, quickly turning into a shrill scream.
Startled, Yujeong’s hand, which had been holding my dick, lifted as if to hit me, so I took a step back. I quickly shoved the stockings, underwear, and towel into Yujeong’s flailing hand.
I turned around.
Immediately, I saw the image of a man standing with his pants and underwear down in the full-length mirror in the corner of the room, seemingly placed there for such play.
It was me, laughing and acting as if I had come here to fool around with a girl.
I snapped back to my senses. I slapped my own cheek. Then, while Yujeong was showering, I busily moved to finish the preparations for what was about to happen tonight.
The first thing was to turn on the lights to brighten the dark motel room.
I flipped the light switch. But unlike the one I had turned on earlier, it wasn’t a bright light; it was the second one. A sleazy red light filled the room with a soft glow.
Relying on the light that was dim yet bright enough to make out the shapes of things, I carefully organized the items in the plastic bag that Yujeong had carelessly thrown down, stacking them in the storage space next to the bed.
Energy drink cans, a vinyl pack containing thimbles for fingers, towels, a brush pen, and three boxes of condoms.
Each was a small box with just a single row, but still, a box was a box, so the quantity wasn’t small at all. To buy three boxes of those.
Even I thought it was excessive. Too much.
But I had to steel myself with the determination to use all these condoms tonight.
I would reshape the cunt of that bitch currently showering into the shape of my dick. Before this night was over, I would make it so that she couldn’t even dream of any other man besides me. With just this one night of sex, I would imprint on her cunt and brain that all the sex Yujeong had experienced until she got pregnant with Yujin was not sex at all.
Thinking that, I installed cameras on the ceiling and the table. I also turned on the TV with the remote. I pressed the button to switch to a channel showing a raunchy and vulgar movie. I turned the TV volume all the way up.
“Ah-ugh! Auugh! Ooh, yeah!”
The moans of a Western AV actress, utterly vulgar and fake, poured out from the TV.
The sound of showering inside the bathroom stopped for a moment, then resumed.
With this, the preparations were complete. I took off my pants, which I had removed earlier, followed by my top. I became completely naked like Yujeong.
The cold air conditioning that I had unconsciously turned on as soon as I entered touched my skin, making me feel refreshed. My head, which hadn’t fully woken up even after pouring down energy drinks, seemed to clear up.
Suddenly, I felt strange.
I even wondered, what am I doing here?
It wasn’t as if I was incapable of feeling shame. In fact, I might have been feeling more resistance and shame than Yujeong.
After all, from Yujeong’s perspective, I was just a ‘transfer student,’ a ‘thug’ who suddenly appeared and laid his hands on her precious daughter. But to me, Yujeong was a presence that had been around much longer and was much more significant.
And yet, I was now…
“Ah.”
I got an erection.
I looked at the full-length mirror again.
Is there any reason to hesitate?
No, not a single one, the naked man in the mirror told me.
I nodded in agreement and confidently walked towards the bathroom, exposing my naked body.
As expected of a motel popular with adulterous couples, underage kids, and groups who came to enjoy dirty gangbangs that they couldn’t even talk about to others, the bathroom door didn’t even have a lock.
I opened the door. Yujeong unconsciously turned to look at me.
“Wh-what, what is it! Get out!”
Yujeong, who was brushing her teeth with a disposable toothbrush, screamed in horror. The foam in Yujeong’s mouth touched my throbbing dick right above my stomach.
“Get out!”
There was no need to listen to those words. I closed the door. And with my hard-on leading the way like a spear, I charged at Yujeong.
There was no escape for Yujeong. So, Yujeong ran into the large bathtub, which was disproportionately large for the small bathroom.
But she couldn’t even take a few steps before being blocked by the wall.
With her escape route blocked, the only thing Yujeong could do to resist me, while her large breasts swayed, was to grab the showerhead in the bathtub and point it at me.
Moderately cold water sprayed towards me.
“Get out! Get out! Get out!”
Yujeong held the showerhead tightly with both hands, as if it were a pistol or a crucifix to ward off evil, and raised it to the height of my face.
The water pressure was weak, so the stream didn’t even reach my face. The water that hit my chest and fell downwards soaked Yujeong’s body.
As if that sight seemed pathetic even to herself, Yujeong soon listlessly lowered the showerhead. Yujeong squatted down on the bottom of the bathtub in resignation.
It seemed she was imagining being brutally raped by me soon.
So, instead of rushing at Yujeong right away, I just watched her cry for a while.
With her buttocks on the bottom of the tub, Yujeong hugged her knees, which she had raised in front of her like a shield, with both arms.
“Sniff… sniff sniff… sniff.”
A plaintive voice that anyone would feel sympathy for flowed out from Yujeong’s lips, buried between her knees.
“Yujin, my daughter…”
Even so, whether her desire to protect her daughter was still present, Yujeong didn’t try to attack me or run away. It seemed her willingness to offer her body to me hadn’t changed.
I picked up the showerhead that Yujeong had put down on the bottom of the bathtub. Yujeong flinched, startled, as if I was going to hit her head with it.
But I had no intention of doing that at all. I turned the faucet connected to the showerhead this way and that to adjust the water temperature.
Outside the motel, a tropical night was in progress, and inside the motel room, the air conditioner was turned up to full blast, so a slightly hot temperature was appropriate.
Once the water temperature was properly adjusted, I sat on the edge of the bathtub. And then, with a very gentle touch, I stroked Yujeong’s hair.
I poured water on Yujeong’s hair, which was matted and stiff from Yujin’s saliva and my semen.
I gently rubbed Yujeong’s head with my fingers, loosening the matted areas.
“I’m sorry, Noona.”
“……Huh?”
“I’m sorry for scaring you. I didn’t know you would hate it this much.”
I kept talking to Yujeong and poured disposable shampoo on Yujeong’s head. Foam formed. Yujeong’s eyes naturally closed.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, I entered the bathtub where Yujeong was sitting. The bathtub was wide enough for both of us to fit, but it couldn’t be helped that my knees touched Yujeong’s back, and my toes touched Yujeong’s buttocks on the bottom.
“But I wanted to get closer to you, even if it was like this.”
What utter nonsense.
After hitting her, threatening her, and forcibly dragging her to a deserted motel, suddenly acting like a younger man madly in love.
But it couldn’t be helped that a stalker who felt a twisted love for her felt better than a rapist who was driven by lust and trying to overpower her, so Yujeong listened to my words without any particular objection.
I carefully reached out my hands to Yujeong’s head. And while massaging Yujeong’s scalp, I began to wash her hair. Even during that time, my lips, which had approached Yujeong’s ear, were constantly pouring out sweet words.
I fell in love at first sight.
When you wore a suit skirt and black stockings, it turned me on so much. I jerked off to it three times.
I thought you looked so cool, so confident even in front of the older male teachers.
I wanted to suck on your big breasts like a baby, popping the buttons on your blouse.
Actually, I transferred to this school because I knew you were the chairman. I respect you.
I alternated between romantic and sweet nonsense that a younger man in love would say and vulgar, lewd talk.
So that Yujeong would feel that both of them came from the same heart of love.
But in reality, neither of them was my true feelings.
Unlike the sweet voice that tickled Yujeong’s ear and my gentle touch that stroked Yujeong’s hair and removed the shampoo foam, my gaze towards Yujeong was extremely cold.
Even so, I continued to flatter her without getting tired of it. The shampoo foam on Yujeong’s hair had long been washed away by the water, but she still kept her eyes tightly closed.
It seemed she didn’t want to see her own face reflected on the surface of the faucet.
As the meaningless waste of water continued for a long time, I listened to Yujeong’s irregular breathing, hmm, hmmm, and looked at the nape of her neck.
Red.
It couldn’t be helped since she had been pouring hot water on it for a long time. It couldn’t be helped since the alcohol she had mixed with the medicine hadn’t completely left her body yet. It was also because her heart was pounding with anger at me, causing her body to heat up.
But even considering all those things,
Red.
Too red.
Yujeong’s earlobes, face, nape of her neck, back, and the breath exhaled by the cunt between her buttocks that my toes were touching were also red.
“I love you, I fell in love at first sight.”
Just a little while ago, I was threatening the mother of that daughter with her sex video.
I even forced her to go to the convenience store and buy condoms, humiliating her with shame play.
What ridiculous nonsense.
But would Yujeong really think that too?
No, the truth was that Yujeong didn’t even have the option of thinking for herself.
Whether to be miserably raped in the bathtub by a cruel rapist, or to have sex with a younger man who ‘loved’ her, even if it was forced, any female other than Yujeong would have chosen the obvious when placed between those two options.
Of course, Yujeong didn’t know how absurd and unrealistic my love confession was.
So Yujeong,
“Don’t tease an ajumma, it’s probably a lie anyway, right? You probably seduce other women like this too…”
She said this as if not to be fooled by me. So I buried my face in Yujeong’s neck. Even though the situation was overwhelmingly in my favor, I whispered to Yujeong in a voice that seemed to be pleading, as if I was the one clinging to her.
“You’re different from those bitches, I love you.”
“What do you know so well about me…”
“You’re the prettiest, you’re the most lovable. Don’t compare you to those bitches.”
Yujeong tried to argue with my words, but she trailed off. She was trying hard not to show it, but she couldn’t hide her delighted expression.
For some reason, Yujeong’s pride as a female was at rock bottom. In her prejudices, I was an alpha male who had slept with all kinds of women, so she couldn’t help but be delighted when I told her that I loved her, that she was unique.
“Well, you have a very unique taste. What’s so good about an ajumma like me? Can’t you see? These big breasts and butt that look so stupid.”
Yujeong said that and turned to look at me. As if to see my true feelings. As if lies wouldn’t work on her.
But Yujeong wasn’t the only one trying to see the other person’s true feelings right now.
Did it work? Did the flattery I poured on Yujeong while hiding my humiliation work?
Did my whispers sufficiently play the role of foreplay for the reward sex that would follow?
It seems to have worked.
Quite well, too.
It’s disgustingly funny.
The words I said were just clumsy flattery to eat her more deliciously, but she’s making that kind of face.
A horny bitch who likes this kind of nonsense so much was strutting around at school like that? Was that kind of bitch pretending to be so demure in court and falsely accusing me?
Answer me.
No, I’ll make you answer.
Not with your mouth, but with your cunt.
I’ll make you answer not with your dirty mouth that only spews lies, but with your cunt that wets my toes with your juices, you fucking bitch!
