## Chapter 98 – A Mother Jealous of Her Daughter’s Youthful Femininity
Come out here, you bitch. Lee Yujin, you fucking cunt. Come out of your room to save your mommy.
But you absolutely can’t, can you?
You, who are so conscious of how others see you, especially your own mother, you, who were raised that way, could never appear naked before your own mother.
You could never reveal the naked body you were just entwined with to the mother you’re trying so hard to save.
Even if you saw me beating your mother and charged at me in a fit of rage, I would easily subdue you, take you in front of your mother, and then take your mother in front of you.
I refocused on suppressing Yujeong’s madness.
“Is this Ajumma crazy! Acting like an Ajumma! Know your place!”
“Hngh… hngh…”
I relentlessly tormented Yujeong with the word she hated most, “Ajumma,” and she burst into tears. It wasn’t that my own heart didn’t ache, but for what I had to do, I couldn’t choose the path of marrying Yujeong and living happily ever after.
Yujeong was the type who wouldn’t be swayed by a simple rejection, so I had to be harsher.
“Who in the world would want to marry an old woman like you?”
Actually, there would be many, but unlike her daughter Yujin, Yujeong was completely oblivious to her own charms unless I explicitly praised her, so these words hit home.
“Stop… please stop… I know it’s absurd… but you’re the one who made me like this…”
It was true. It was me who had raped Yujeong, repeatedly raping her while praising her breasts, her seemingly unused, beautiful pussy, and her beautiful face that had given birth to Yujin, boosting her pride as a female.
So I mercilessly trampled on Yujeong at my feet. I judged that arguing with words was futile since I had hit the nail on the head, so I just unleashed ruthless violence.
I avoided her face, but her stomach and breasts would definitely be covered in bruises.
I hadn’t even gotten married yet, and I wasn’t planning to, but I felt like a trashy husband beating his innocent wife.
At some point, Yujeong couldn’t even say it hurt anymore and just raised her arms, dedicating herself to protecting her female face, which she would have to return to school with after the weekend, to face students who respected the principal.
I, who had plunged Yujeong into a miserable abyss with ruthless violence, walked to the bathroom with a light step, not at all like someone who had just committed such violence. I didn’t even glance at Yujeong, who was collapsed on the floor, sobbing.
“Hngh… hngh…”
Yujeong’s sobs seemed to stem more from the fact that I had beaten her so mercilessly than from the pain itself.
But I was cruel.
“Shut up, stop whining.”
The only way for a female spider to avoid being eaten after mating is to act more confident and aggressive than the male spider.
I could see that the door I had clearly closed was slightly open. And through that crack, I could see Yujin’s eyes.
I met Yujin’s eyes. They were unusually weak. Even when she was being beaten by me, her eyes were full of defiance and hatred, but now they were subdued.
It was understandable, considering she had witnessed her own mother, whom she respected so much, acting so subservient in front of me.
I turned my head and looked down at Yujeong, who was kneeling on the floor. Yujeong, who had been crying with her head down, noticed my gaze with surprising speed and looked up at me.
I was startled. I had just beaten her like that, but how could she still look at me with those eyes?
I quickly turned my head away. While Yujeong was just crying in despair and Yujin was uncharacteristically quiet, I should finish what I needed to do.
So, intending to roughly wash off the sticky dick that was covered in Yujin’s fluids, saliva, and sweat, which had dried and become sticky, I habitually grabbed the bathroom door handle and turned it halfway, even though it seemed unnecessary now.
Then, Yujeong, who had been clutching the clothes she had thrown off on the floor by the front door, threw them aside and crawled on all fours, her large breasts and ass shaking wildly, grabbed my ankle with both arms and breasts, and begged on her knees.
“What, you Ajumma! You want to get hit again—”
I shouted at Yujeong, feigning cruelty. But my words were cut off by Yujeong’s desperate plea.
“J-Just give me your cum! Then… then I won’t ask you to marry me anymore. I won’t say that again. So just give me your cum! Just cum…”
“A-I told you I’m not doing it with Ajumma anymore!”
“You don’t have to! You don’t have to cum in my pussy. Just give me your cum… You can ask your mistress in that room to cum for you, and if she gets tired, you can use mine…”
Yujeong, as if she was already married to me in her mind, called Yujin in my room my ‘mistress’ and made a humiliating request, as if she was willing to be my second.
It was a pathetic sight, but I clearly saw a glimmer of madness in Yujeong’s eyes.
She wants my cum?
I could clearly see Yujeong’s plan to get pregnant, give birth to a baby, and then appear before me with the child in her arms, forcing me to marry her.
“Let go of me! You want to get beaten again?”
I shouted roughly and shook my leg wildly. But Yujeong, even as she was being rejected and trampled on by me, never let go of my ankle. She even went so far as to lick the sole of my foot, which was stepping on her face, with her tongue.
I was startled and froze at the sticky sensation, which was no different from foreplay. Seeing that, Yujeong smiled faintly and scanned my dick with lustful eyes, which had instinctively twitched and lifted slightly in response to the foreplay.
It must have been a very subtle change, but how could she have noticed it so clearly?
Is that the instinctive intuition of a fertile female?
Shit, this is bad.
All the ruthless violence I had inflicted on Yujeong to make her disgusted with me was meaningless.
“What the hell are you doing, you dirty Ajumma!”
I belatedly tried to pretend I didn’t notice, but it didn’t seem to work. Yujeong, lifting her face that was trampled on by my foot and looking up at me, had far more traces of a smile than my footprints on her face.
I raised my leg. I had beaten Yujeong, but considering her age, and even more so that unlike Yujin, Yujeong didn’t have a masochistic streak, I hadn’t hit her that hard, but now it was different.
But before I could bring my raised leg down, Yujeong hugged my leg, using not only her arms and face but even her breasts this time.
I had always belittled Yujeong as an Ajumma with just big breasts, but the immense maternal love contained in Yujeong’s breasts had enough softness to momentarily render my aggression powerless, and I froze for a moment.
It hadn’t been long since I had violated Yujin, the number one object of masturbation for the male students and a few female students at school, in our reality, not just in my imagination, but I desperately wanted to do it with Yujeong. The other students at school wouldn’t dare to even imagine such a thing, but only I in this world could easily turn that desire into reality, so it was even harder to suppress my desire.
Taking advantage of the gap when I was melting into the sensation of her breasts, Yujeong began to desperately and obsequiously—and lewdly—crave my cum again.
“You’re going to produce it again anyway, cum… huh? Is it that hard to cum just once? Huh? Huh?”
Yujeong rubbed her face and breasts against my leg and asked.
“You cummed more than ten times last time…”
Yes, that’s right. That’s why I almost died of a heart attack.
“Y-Y-You—! Darling… you can’t do this to me. Have you forgotten who I am? I’m the principal. The principal of the school you attend… If you incur my displeasure, something bad will happen, you know?”
Yujeong was now threatening me, even using her position as principal. She seemed to know that she was becoming more than just pathetic, more than just vulgar, even hideous, as she cried. She pleaded with me as she cried.
“I’m lonely! I’m lonely! I’m lonely because I’m the principal! I’m lonely because I’m an Ajumma, just like you said! Even Yujin doesn’t even try to talk to me anymore… Even when we run into each other at home, she doesn’t even acknowledge me… So give me your cum. Give me your cum, darling! If you’re not going to be my child, then at least let me give birth to your child—! Hngh…”
I shook my leg and barely managed to get Yujeong off me. Then, I looked at Yujeong with pity, who was now crying her heart out like a child, not caring about the eyes of others, and was releasing the knots in her heart.
“I’ll violate you later, so stop it and stop crying. Stop saying you’re lonely too. You have Yujin, don’t you?”
“I don’t need her!”
“What?”
“I don’t need Yujin anymore! I need a new baby…”
I was aghast and glanced towards the room, then scolded Yujeong, the principal and mother, in a voice like a teacher scolding a student.
“What if Yujin heard you? Why are you saying such bad things?”
Yujeong, realizing that her words were a bit harsh, lowered her head and explained in a small voice that only I, standing close to her, could hear.
“Our daughter… she’s my daughter, but… she’s too perfect. I don’t have to teach her everything from scratch anymore, no, she doesn’t listen to anything I teach her anymore. But my daughter does well. At everything. She’s a performing arts major, but she’s good enough at studying to get into a good university.”
“Why are you suddenly talking about that?”
“She’s been stronger than me for years. I ran with my daughter in August two years ago, and I couldn’t catch up. She’s all grown up, really.”
Yujeong, who had been crying her heart out just a moment ago, suddenly began to boast about her daughter with a proud smile. After that, she continued to boast about her daughter to me for a long time, not caring that I was listening, so I ignored Yujeong and went into the bathroom.
As soon as I did, Yujeong crawled on the floor and quickly ran to me, grabbing my leg again.
“Let go!”
I shouted, pushing Yujeong’s face away wildly.
“I won’t let go! I won’t let go until you give me your cum!”
“Ajumma, pleeease—!”
“Heehee, I’m an Ajumma, just like you said, darling, so I don’t have much time left, you know? So I can’t give up.”
I raised my fist and shouted again.
“Ajumma!”
“I don’t care if I’m an Ajumma or an older sister. As long as I can get pregnant, I’m a mother. The mother of your child…”
“You have Yujin, don’t you!”
“I don’t need Yujin anymore! ………Mommy.”
Yujeong reached out her hands towards me. While I was struggling with the crazy Ajumma Yujeong, I saw it before Yujeong, who was only focused on my dick.
Yujin, as crazy as the madwoman Yujeong, was approaching me.
I knew I was screwed. Dealing with one crazy bitch was annoying enough, but if Yujin got involved here, it would be a complete madhouse. Now, it might go beyond just breaking a wooden door in the bathroom and ruin the whole house.
“Let go of that hand. Ajumma.”
But the words that Yujin, who had entered the bathroom where her mother and I were, wearing only a bra on her naked body, were truly insane.
Even Yujeong immediately came to her senses at the sound of her beloved daughter’s voice.
“You were… with my daughter? You bastard!”
Yujeong, unlike her previous disgraceful behavior and the pleas she had begged me with, clenched her fist tightly and got up from her seat, slapping me.
It couldn’t be helped. It seemed that the situation had reached a breaking point, so I had no choice but to subdue Yujeong and Yujin with force, and then violate the mother’s pussy in front of the daughter’s face, and violate the daughter’s face below the mother’s pussy.
My original plan to penetrate the hearts of the mother and daughter, who loved each other more than anything else in the world but misunderstood that the other hated them, and to target them both at the same time, had to be abandoned.
Thwack-!
But I didn’t even need to reach out my hand to block Yujeong’s slap. Yujin’s hand, the daughter of Yujeong, whose slap I had naturally expected to be directed at me, was directed at her own mother’s wrist.
Yujin, who had blocked Yujeong’s slap, roughly dropped her mother’s wrist, which she had been holding. Yujeong fell to the floor, shocked more by Yujin’s actions themselves than by the force with which her arm had been thrown.
Yujin lowered her head and glared at her own mother, who was lying on the slippery bathroom floor, holding her waist and groaning in pain. It was a frightening look. It was neither the look she showed her own mother nor the look she showed me.
It was the contrived, pretentious look and image that she showed to her fans who idolized her.
It was the original, glamorous look of Yujin, the school idol.
“What are you doing to my darling, A.jum.ma.”
Yujin articulated each word clearly, as if spitting out insults at Yujeong.
“Daughter?”
I was as shocked as Yujeong was. I was even more surprised to see that Yujin’s outfit under her glamorous face was just a bra, and that she wasn’t wearing anything at all below that, as much as I was by Yujin’s insolent words towards her own mother.
But Yujin’s crazy actions that surprised me didn’t end there. Yujin grabbed my arm first, pulled the hand on that arm towards her butt, and then kissed me first this time, the kiss she had hated so much just a few tens of minutes ago.
Yujin’s heels lifted. Yujin’s lips touched my lips. My dick stood up. Yujin’s breasts pressed against my lower chest. My fingers pressed deeply into Yujin’s butt.
After the short but very intense kiss, Yujin turned her head to look at her mother and spoke clearly with her tongue full of my saliva.
“You want my darling’s cum? Fine, take it. It’s here. Ahahaha-!”
Yujin, who burst into laughter like that, went and stood in front of the fallen Yujeong. Then, she reached out one hand and spread her pussy wide open with her index and middle fingers. My cum, which was still pooled inside, dripped down, falling into Yujeong’s mouth, which she had opened to say something, but had lost the words she was about to say in shock and despair.
Thus, the cum that came out of my dick was pooled inside Yujin’s pussy, the daughter’s pussy, and then ended up in Yujeong’s mouth, the mouth of the mother who gave birth to Yujin.
While Yujeong, her mouth full of her daughter’s fluids and my cum, didn’t know what to do and just blinked her clear, large eyes like a cow and shed tears, Yujin came back to my side, wrapped her arm around my waist, and stroked my dick with one hand, laughing loudly in the clear voice unique to a young female who had won a female fight.
Bro…