The School Project (Dahyun x Male Reader)

He was running late. Dahyun wasn't surprised. She still couldn't believe that she somehow managed to get partnered up with one of the biggest slackers at school, Y/N. She had known Y/N most of her life, but that didn't mean they were friends. Dahyun and Y/N just hung out in different crowds and they clearly had different goals. Dahyun had been busting her ass since middle school so she could be accepted into Yonsei. It was her dream to go there and she wasn't going to let anything or anyone get in the way of that dream. She looked up at the clock, hanging in her living room. "Come on you lazy ass." She sighed in frustration, getting up from the couch to kneel down at the coffee table. They were stuck working together on a class project for Science class. They had to create a mousetrap car and so far Dahyun had done most the work assembling the thing together. All she really needed Y/N for was to have him write down some notes so their teacher could see proof that he helped somewhat. She started tinkering with the car, trying to keep her eyes from glancing at the clock. Every minute he was late, Dahyun's frustration only grew and grew.

Y/N sucked his teeth as he pulled up into the driveway of his science class partner's house. He would've rather taken an F than being paired with Kim Dahyun, the biggest teacher's pet in the senior class, but his parents were riding him to pick up his grades ...or else. He could mouth off to his teachers, his friends, but his parents had had enough of his rebellious streak. One more major slip up and they'd ship him off before he could blink. He was already labeled by everyone at school as a slacker, a smartass and whatever else people without balls wanted to say about him behind his back. He ran with a gutsy crowd, he didn't suffer pretentious, snooty people or know-it-alls well. Kim Dahyun was a class A know-it-all. She hadn't always been like that, but it didn't matter, she was like that now and he didn't have to play nice if he didn't want to. "Here goes a whole lot of nothing." He grumbled, pulling his keys out of the ignition, locking his jeep behind him then heading up the walkway to her front door. He pressed the doorbell once, then twice, then held it down just to announce his arrival.

The sound of the doorbell, chiming through Dahyun's house, made her jump, bumping her ankle against one of the legs of the coffee table. "Damnit." She hissed, quickly rubbing over the red mark. She heard the doorbell ring again. "I'm coming." She called out as she rose to her feet, wincing as she put her weight on her foot. She headed for the door when the doorbell went off again, this time whoever was ringing didn't let up on the chiming button. "I'm coming." She replied again, grinding her teeth together when she saw Y/N through the glass windows of her door. There once was a time when she didn't completely loathe seeing him. It's just as they got older, it seemed Dahyun wasn't cool enough to be in his presence anymore. She knew what everyone thought of her. That she was stuck up and a total teacher's pet. That wasn't who she was at all. She just needed to work hard to achieve her biggest goal. She swung the door open, leaning her hand on the frame. "Once was enough, Y/N. I think you've made your presence known." She squinted her cat-like eyes back at his icy blues. As much as he irritated her beyond belief, Y/N was still extremely good looking. Jet black, shaggy hair that fell over his stunning blue eyes, pouty lips that were made to be kissed and a tall build that showed his taut, lean muscles. She stood to the side, extending her arm into her house. "You're late, you know."

Y/N shrugged his shoulders at the fiery redhead in the doorway. By the look in her emerald green eyes, he'd managed to piss her off already. He was pleased with himself. "The button was stuck," He lied, briefly scanning her figure as he leaned into the doorframe. He wouldn't admit it, but Dahyun had a tight little body. Long legs, tits that'd fit perfectly in his palms, a pretty face and a slender waist. If she wasn't such an over-achiever he might've gone for her. Not that he'd confess to that. "Late." He grunted, rolling his eyes as he stepped over the threshold, entering his classmate's home. He wandered a few steps into the living room, glancing around at family photos. "What are you gonna do? Give me detention?" He scoffed, turning to her as he peeled his jacket off. He tossed it over the back of the couch and rolled up the sleeves of his button-down shirt. "Let's just do this stupid assignment and get it over with."

She wondered if he knew how much of a terrible liar he was. The cheeky smirk on his lips told Dahyun the button was clearly not stuck. Y/N was just being his usual smartass self. She gritted her teeth, watching his lazy eye roll as he walked into her house. He was late and yet he was making her feel like she did something wrong. She closed the door, folding her arms over her chest. "Giving you detention? Wow. Did you think of that all by yourself? Need to work on the comebacks. Getting a little weak." She walked over to the couch, pressing her fingertips into her arms as he made himself right at home. "Stupid assignment?" She dropped her arms, throwing a feisty glare in Y/N's direction. "This isn't just some stupid assignment. This project counts for 50% of our grade. I know you don't care about actually putting effort into your schoolwork but this is important to me. Some of us aren't looking to stay in this town for the rest of our lives." She could feel her skin grow hot. She didn't mean to go off like that but it was irritating how little he cared. Dahyun brushed her bangs to the side, taking a little breath. "Forget it. Look all I need you to do is jot down some notes. I've pretty much done the rest. Think you can handle that?"

He rolled his tongue against the inside of his cheek as Dahyun folded her arms, inadvertently accentuating her cleavage as her top dipped low in the middle. "Whatever." He sighed, not in the mood to belabor the point of how much he didn't want to be there any further. He shrugged his shoulders as she ranted at him about how important this assignment was. Yeah, he knew it was 50% of their grade, but it wasn't like he cared if they passed by the skin of their teeth or not. He wasn't ever going to be college material. Why bother? He could barely understand the shit they taught in high school. He was basically lost in every class, except phys ed. Lobbing dodgeballs at people was something he excelled at. He clenched his jaw as her rant came to an end. Like he wanted to be stuck in this town? Just because he didn't see an ivy league education in his future that didn't mean he didn't want to get the hell out of here. "Notes? Oh gee, I don't know if my feeble little brain can manage." He snarked, sitting back on the left side of the couch, gesturing to his side for her to sit.

"Well, you are never in class so I wasn't sure if you understood the process of writing actual notes." She hesitantly walked over to the couch, sitting by his side, she pulled down her short skirt as it crept up her stocking-clad legs. The faint scent of whatever body spray he was wearing filtered its way into her senses, tilting her head near to his to briefly inhale the appealing scent. "So..." She leaned towards the coffee table, grabbing her notebook and a pen. "We pretty much just need to do a few test runs and write down the distance the mousetrap car reaches for each try. I'll test it out and measure the length. You can write down the distance it traveled. This way it looks like you did something on this." She went to hand him the notebook, the pen rolling off the top and landing by his feet. "I'll get it." She sighed in annoyance, just wanting this whole experience to be over. She leaned down in front of him, picking the pen off the floor. Dahyun pulled back up, her chest barely grazing over his knee. Her eyes met his when she pulled back up from the floor. "Uh..here." She quickly dropped the pen in his lap, turning her attention back to the project at hand. "I'll just get this set up for the first try." She mumbled, fidgeting with the tiny car.

"I go to class...sometimes." He retorted, watching as Dahyun sat down on the cushion next to him. His eyes were drawn to her thighs and the intricate floral pattern on her stockings as her skirt rode up. He didn't typically look at the girl in any sexual kind of way, but if she wanted to dress like that he wouldn't complain. He nodded quietly as she told him what she'd already done and what little he had to contribute. "Yeah, sure. Whatever." As long as he didn't have to do really anything, it didn't matter. He hated showing weakness. Academics was a huge weakness for him. So if she though he was a slacker because he was just lazy, rather than because he really had no clue what was going on, so be it. He leaned back into the couch, trying to get comfortable as Dahyun bent over to pick up the pen she'd dropped. He arched his brow, getting a nice eyeful of her ass. "Good job, Kim." He muttered, just as her breast brushed against his denim-clad knee. He smirked, picking the pen up from his lap, opening the notebook to a clean page. "I'll just try not to let my brain rot further, I guess."

She rolled her eyes at his use of her last name. "It's Dahyun. I know you're to cool for school now, but there was a time when you used to call me by my first name." She grumbled, picking up the car from the table. She didn't understand what exactly started all the hostility between them. She didn't hate him, she just hated his attitude. Dahyun walked over to the other side of the living room, kneeling down to set up the car. Her eyes would glance up to, making sure he was actually paying attention to what she was doing. "Oh, the measuring tape." She crawled over to the table, picking the measuring tape, Dahyun moved back to her spot behind the tiny car. She lined it up straight and pulled the lock on the trap free, creating the car to move across the tiled floor. "It worked!" She clapped her hands together, pleased with the hard work she put into putting it together. She realized how much of a nerd she must have looked like right now. Most likely why people called her the names they did and snicker behind her back in the hallways. Dahyun had a thick skin though. It took a lot to really push her buttons. "I'll just measure how far it went." She pulled the yellow tape from the device until it reached where the car stopped. "Looks like we got about....20 inches." She tilted her head up, pushing back the loose hair from her pale cheeks. "Did you get that?"

He'd gotten into the habit of calling people by their last names. It was just second nature. It wasn't like Dahyun was a special case or anything. "I know your name. First name, last name. Who cares?" He retorted, having no intention to do what she wanted him to. He sighed to himself, watching as the redhead knelt down on the living room floor. The floral print on her black stockings stretched over the pale skin of her legs, briefly distracting him from the mousetrap car. He tapped the end of the pen against the page of the notebook in his hand, watching her every movement as she sprawled over the table to get the measuring tape, her shirt dipping down to reveal a bit of her cleavage before she moved back into her spot on the floor. When the car jerked forward, Dahyun nearly fell over with excitement. Y/N smirked, realizing what a nerd she really was. Only a nerd could get this amped up about a school project. He shook his head, scribbling down what she wanted him to, but teasing her just for the hell of it, "Yeah, I got it. It takes 20 inches to get Kim excited."

Her bright green eyes narrowed in on Y/N. "Cute. Real cute." She replied dryly, walking back over to pick up the car. She let her eyes roam over his full lips as they quirked into a tiny smirk. It annoyed her how attractive he was. All he needed was a smile and wink to win over every other flaky ditz that roamed the halls. The joke was cheeky and if Dahyun's mood wasn't already as bad as it was, she might have chuckled at the witty comment, but Y/N had already set the tone for her day. She wasn't surprised that he teased her as he did. He wasn't the first person to make her feel lame because of something she enjoyed. "Not everything has to be one big joke, Y/N. Try taking something seriously for once, you might actually like it." She sighed, knowing her words would never sink in. The last person he would ever listen to would be Dahyun. Why that slightly bothered her as it did, she didn't know so she ignored the feeling and pushed it very far away. "Time for test 2." She bent down again, setting the lock back in place. "Okay..." She pressed the tip of her tongue to the corner of her mouth, making sure the car was good and straight. She pulled the latch and again the car rolled forward. Dahyun simply placed her hands in her lap, hiding back the urge to clap again. She worked really hard on that car so seeing it work filled her with pride. She measured the distance. "17 inches this time." She walked over to Y/N, standing in front of him she glanced down at the notes. "You're actually doing it. I'm almost impressed."

Y/N just smirked in his usual way, amused that he'd gotten under Dahyun's skin so easily with just a little innuendo. His friends seemed to think of the redhead as a bit of a prude, so naturally, he came to think the same of her. It's not like he'd ever seen her let her hair down or even hang out with a guy in public. "Take something seriously? Egh, I doubt it." He watched her reset the car for the second trial. It was almost cute the way her tongue peeked out of her mouth when she was focusing. Almost. He jotted down the new measurement without making a smart-aleck comment this time, only to have Dahyun come over to supervise. Her comment made his lip twitch. Apparently she thought he was completely stupid, incapable of handling the most basic task. She'd struck a nerve. He looked up at her with a scowl on his face. "What? You think I'm some kind of idiot? A monkey could do this, Dahyun. Would you stop hovering over me?"

Dahyun felt her mouth drop a bit when Y/N reacted so aggressively about what she had said. She didn't think Y/N was stupid at all, just lazy. It angered her that he thought she was some know-it-all trying to make him feel dumb. It just wasn't who she was. "Did I call you idiot? No, I didn't so there is no need to jump down my throat. You took what I said the wrong way, as usual." She placed her hands on her hips, boring her vibrant green eyes into his, feeling the heated tension growing thicker between them. She would never dare say it out loud, but Y/N looked crazy sexy when he was angry. His full lips would twitch about, tempting her to bend down and kiss them, and his breathtaking blue gems sparked bright with anger. "I only meant I was surprised because you don't seem to care at all about this. I thought you would be scribbling "Dahyun sucks" notes all over the paper. I don't think you're stupid, not that my opinion matters anyway." She looked down to the floor for a moment before looking back up to him. "Forget it. You hate me and that obviously is never going to change so let's just finish the damn thing and you can be free to hang out with whatever bimbo is waiting in the wings for you." She folded her arms back together, turning on her heel to walk back to the car. She dropped down again, pulling the latch back for another try.

Y/N just rolled his eyes at Dahyun's rebuttal. Sure, maybe she hadn't called him an idiot, but she must've thought he was one. Why else would she have given him such a tedious task? It was insulting that she even checked on what he'd written down. It wasn't complicated work. Dahyun sure had a mouth on her though. It surprised him a little. He kind of thought she was more of a mousy type. It turned him on when a girl refused to take shit from him. A lot of girls were far too willing to let him do whatever he pleased. There was no challenge in that. Besides, she looked pretty sexy glaring at him like she wanted to rip his head off. But he wasn't in the mood to think about that now. He was too busy being insulted. "I don't hate you. Your just...this assignment is stupid...whatever, I need a break." He pushed up from the couch, dropping the notebook onto the coffee table. "And screw you, I'd rather date a bimbo than a teacher's pet." He scoffed, stepping by her to search for the bathroom. He needed to splash some water on his face and take a breather.

"Oh, I'm so crying over that loss." Dahyun fired back as he walked out the room, refusing to let him have the last word especially since his last words stung a little. It irritated her that she was slightly hurt by his last remark. She has been called a teacher's pet more than she could count. It didn't usually bother because she knew that wasn't who she was. Yes, she was a good student, but it didn't mean she was a total stuck up goody. Why should she care if he would never look at her like that? He was lazy, a total smartass, rude, handsome... "Ugh." She grunted in frustration, grinding her teeth together. Dahyun could never admit to herself that she may at point been attracted to Y/N. She was too damn stubborn for that. Instead of stressing herself out over her frustrating science partner, Dahyun went back to testing the mousetrap car on her own. She fiddled with the latch until it was locked in place. She grabbed the notebook and pen, deciding to just finish the notes herself. Whenever Y/N appeared, Dahyun figured she would just send him home. It was more than obvious they couldn't work together and she was already tired of arguing with him. She pulled the latch, "Ouch!" She yelped when the latch snapped her fingers before rolling far across the floor. "Damnit!" She hissed, shaking her stinging fingers, biting her lip as the pain throbbed through them.

Dahyun was so stuck up, Y/N couldn't stand it. As he headed for the bathroom his neck burned underneath his shirt collar and he could feel his cheeks getting hot. She was absolutely infuriating. The way she always had to raise her hand in class to answer questions or asked for extra credit when she didn't get a perfect grade just pissed him off. Why couldn't she ever just fucking relax? Slack off for a little bit. Not trying to be so damn perfect and precise about everything. She had a cute smile and a hot body, if she would only just shut up for once maybe he'd... He shook his head, banishing the thought of ever hitting on the bookworm. They hated each other and that was that. Once in the hall bathroom, Y/N leaned over the sink and turned the faucet on. He cupped his hands under the running water and splashed his face with it, cooling his heated skin. He'd just go back out there and tell Dahyun to finish the project herself. He'd take an F if he had to. It just wasn't worth the aggravation. Shutting the water off, Y/N turned around and exited the bathroom, walking back to the living room. "Listen Dahyun," He started, rounding the corner to return to the room. "I'm just gonna–" Y/N cut himself off, feeling something hard underneath his foot. There was a loud crunch and a small black wheel spiraled out from under his shoe, rolling underneath the couch. "Shit." He lifted his foot and uncovered the remains of the mousetrap car.

She looked down to see a thick red welt laid out across her index and middle finger. The day couldn't possibly get any worse. Dahyun turned her head up to the sound of his voice, still shaking her stinging fingers as he walked into the room. Her eyes darted between him and mousetrap car, which he clearly didn't notice. "Y/N, wait..." She moved across the floor, trying to grab his attention, but it was too late. The snapping and crunching noises of his foot destroying the car echoed around her living room. She flinched as she watched all her hard work go completely down the drain. She looked up to Y/N, her emerald eyes burning with anger. "Shit?" She stood to her feet, balling her hands into tiny fists by her sides. "You completely totaled something I put so much hard work into and all you can say is shit?" She licked her lips, walking up to the crumpled mousetrap car. She bent down pushing around whatever pieces were still held together. "Do you have any idea how many hours I put into this? Do you even care that this matters to me?" She stood up, looking straight into his eyes. "Why do you have to be such a rude, insensitive....asshole?" She felt something take over inside her as she placed her hands on his chest, giving him a rough shove.

Y/N hadn't heard Dahyun trying to warn him about stepping on the car. If he had, he wouldn't have done it. He exhaled heavily, giving her an apologetic look before she started ripping into him. He felt a little bit bad since obviously she'd worked hard on the thing. His apologetic look instantly hardened into a scowl the angrier she got with him. "Uh, chill out. I didn't step on the stupid car on purpose." He couldn't believe it when she shoved him. He stepped back a moment, just staring blankly at her. "Are you kidding me, Kim? You're gonna push me, really?" His nostrils flare and his jaw clenched hard. "Push me again. Come on. Let it all out." He taunted her, his blood boiling beneath his skin. She wasn't sure what came over her. She was livid, brewing with built-up anger. He drove her crazy. She could barely stand the sight of him sometimes. He was one of the rudest and most selfish people she had known in her young life. All that had finally boiled over and she wasn't going to hold back. "Yeah, I pushed you. So what? Shocked someone is finally overtaking your crap?" She stepped closer to him, refusing to tear her eyes away from his. "You don't know a damn thing about me. I'm not scared of you like most the guys at school and I certainly don't drool over you as the girls do." She was only a few inches from him now, flexing her fingers by her side. She could see he was daring her to try again, like he didn't believe she would do it again. If he wanted proof she wasn't some timid teacher's pet, Dahyun was going to show him. "Fine." She snapped back, reaching her palms out to give him another much-needed push.

Y/N had invited her to keep going out of spite, but he really didn't think he'd open a can of worms by challenging her. Her anger blazed as brightly as her hair the longer she ranted, showing no signs of dying down. Y/N could only stare at her in disbelief. He'd never heard or seen her lose it like this before. He was actually speechless for once. When she stepped up to him, he stood his ground, still not believing she was going to shove him again. It was Y/N. An impulse move. She wouldn't do it again, he thought. She was too prim and proper for that. When she began to raise her hands to him a second time, his instincts kicked in and he grabbed hold of her wrists. "What are you crazy?" He snapped, pulling her tight to his chest so she was trapped. "You were really gonna do it, weren't you?" He exhaled, his eyes afire with intrigue. He wasn't even mad anymore, instead, he was turned on by Dahyun's unprecedented display of feistiness. Y/N was suddenly aware of the heat emanating from the petite girl's body against his, the firmness of her nipples poking through her top, the inviting pout of her peach-colored lips. "I gotta say Kim...I didn't think you had it in you." He teased, slowly leaning close to her flawless face, looking at her in a way he never thought he would. Without thinking about it any further, Y/N took a risk, sealed his lips to Dahyun's, kissing her hard.

She let out a tiny grunt when he grabbed her wrists, stopping her from giving him another good shove. She sighed quickly when her breasts crushed against his firm chest. She felt a sudden heat swell along her inner thighs as his brilliant blue eyes peered deeply back at her. "You told me to let you have it. Can't take it, Y/N?" She glared back, her supple chest pushing tighter to his torso with each heated breath she took. Her eyes flicked over his face. She took in the sight of his flushed cheeks and pouty lips, his dreamy blues flashing with something that didn't anger anymore...curiosity maybe? She squirmed her hands in his tight grip, subtly pressing her hips right up against his. "It's Dahyun." She fired back, slowing her breaths as he leaned closer to her face. She felt her brows furrow together watching him look at her. Was he really going to do what it looked like he was going to do. "Y/N you better n..." She was cut off when he crashed his soft lips to hers. She froze in his grasp, shocked by the sudden kiss. She was fuming mad with him and he had the nerve to kiss her? It angered her more, but yet the kiss felt so damn good. She pulled her head back, breaking the kiss to look back into his eyes. "You are such a jerk." She whispered, leaning upon her toes to brand her lips to his, teasing his lips open with the tip of her tongue.

Y/N ignored whatever Dahyun had said before he kissed her. He might've liked this feisty side to her but that didn't mean he wanted to listen to her rant any more. His mind was now set on other things besides talking. He didn't know what possessed him to do it, to kiss his arch-rival in the middle of a heated argument, but he'd done it and he didn't regret it. It seemed that the friction between them had boiled over into teeming sexual tension that neither of them would've admitted was there until now. Her lips were warm and soft and tasted light of cherry gloss. When she broke their kiss, he could tell that she was just as stunned as him, but not in a bad way. After all, she hadn't kneed him in the groin or yelled at him to get off of her. "At least I'm not a know-it-all." He teased back, gently releasing her wrists to lower his hands down along her sides. His fingers grazed her shapely hips through her short black skirt, drifting back toward her firm backside. Wrapping his hands around her ass, Y/N roughly pulled Dahyun against him, closer than they'd ever been before. He parted his lips and touched his tongue to hers, rejoining their mouths in a heated dance for dominance. The mousetrap car project was the last thing in his thoughts. All he could think about now was pressing Dahyun up against the living room wall and letting his hands wander where they may. As the thoughts flooded his lust-driven brain, Y/N acted on them, guiding Dahyun backward until he had her pinned against the wall. He tore his lips from hers, planting hot, wet kisses along the side of her lily-white throat as his hands traveled up her back, underneath her top.

With her hands finally freed, Dahyun dug her fingers into his silk-like black hair, pulling him closer to her parted lips. Something had happened between their heated words and angry glares. It felt almost primal. She had never let off on someone like she did with Y/N and now all she wanted was to rip his clothes off. Her anger was still fresh, but it was slowly taking a backseat to her growing desire for the smart-ass guy feeling up her slender frame. She moaned against his lips as he grabbed her ass, tugging her hard against him. She slid her hands to cup his neck, panting between their open mouths as their tongues snaked around each others. Dahyun let Y/N move her backward until she hit her living room wall with a soft thud. She sighed as he broke the kiss, moving his smooth lips to kiss along her the curve of her neck. "This changes nothing...you still drive me...crazy." She lifted a leg slightly up his thigh, grabbing the sides of his shirt, she yanked him harder against her warm body. "In a bad...bad way." She exhaled, pressing her fingertips hard into his lean sides. Y/N could feel Dahyun responding to him in a major way. She tugged at his hair and pressed herself up into him, brushing against the growing erection in his jeans. Both of their pulses were racing, their sexual desires soaring as the air grew thicker between them. His fingers grazed the tiny clasps of her bra underneath her shirt and he snapped them open easily, no stranger to removing girl's underwear. His fingertips ran across the smooth stretch of skin between her shoulder blades, then down the delicious dip of her back.

"Shut up..." He murmured, skimming the side of Dahyun's neck with his teeth, grasping her thigh as she lifted her leg at his side. "Just stop talking." He sighed, squeezing her thighs, then moving his hands to pull both of her legs up around his hips. He could feel the enticing warmth of her cunt radiating through her panties and he wanted her clothes off immediately. He pressed his lips to her throat, sucking at her smooth skin, pushing her skirt up further to her waist.

She wasn't surprised by his quickness and ease he showed when he unhooked her bra. She couldn't even count on 2 hands how many girls she had seen hanging on his arm. She knew everyone thought she was a total prude, but Dahyun wasn't a stranger to fooling around or even sex. Lots more went down at summer camp than just arts and crafts. "Screw you..." She moaned as his pearly whites skimmed over her neck, refusing to give in so easily to him. She pushed her hips off the wall, pressing her dampening cunt against the bulge in his jeans as he grabbed firmly to her thigh. Her hands reached for his shoulders when he lifted her off the ground, hooking her legs around his hips. She felt her skin get hotter as he tried to shut her up. No one pushed her buttons like Y/N could. Dahyun ran her nails down the front of his shirt, sliding her fingers between the buttons on his shirt. A mischievous grin fell over her lips as she gripped tight to the fabric. "Make me..." She pulled her hands, yanking his shirt open, sending the buttons of his shirt all over her living room floor.

Dahyun just couldn't help herself. No matter what the situation, the redhead refused to bite her tongue. Y/N found this quality of hers completely infuriating, but it turned him on too. It was hard to explain, so he was just going to go with it in this moment. He pinched her skin between his teeth when she challenged him, nibbling on her neck and squeezing her thighs as she pressed her body into his. He pushed her back into the living room wall harder as she locked her legs around his hips. He grunted against her face when she pulled his shirt open, ripping the buttons from their holes. He didn't care about the buttons that popped off and rolled onto the floor, instead he pushed his hand underneath her skirt and rubbed his fingertips into the middle of her stockings, feeling a hint of her wetness from her panties. He clenched his jaw, tearing at the lining of her hosiery to get at her panties, moving his hand closer to her hot core. Y/N groaned at the soft sensation of her wet cunt beneath the thin material of her underwear, stroking her clit with his thumb. His thumb grew soaked in her excitement the harder he rubbed against the middle of her panties. In reality, he didn't want to shut her up, he wanted to make her moan loudly and uncontrollably for him. "Does that feel good?" He exhaled against her pouty lips, feeling his cock grow with every pass of his thumb against her pink bud.

A quick sigh left her lips as he pushed her harder against the surface of her living room wall. Her hands slid back into his messy, black locks, running her fingers over every inch of his hair. She could already picture the teeth marks covering her pale throat as he playfully bit at her soft skin. Her thighs flinched when his hands traveled between them, caressing his fingers over the fabric hiding her warm cunt. She sharply tugged his hair when he ripped her stockings open in the middle, making his access to her wet panties even easier. Dahyun whined softly, holding him tight as his thumb roughly massaged her sensitive clit, teasing it through her underwear. She started panting the harder and faster he worked her slick nub. She felt wonderfully dizzy as her breaths came out short and quick. Dahyun kissed the corner of his mouth, smirking as she pulled back. "I thought...you told me...to shut up..." She teased, tilting her head back against the wall, moaning his name softly under her breath.

"Answer the question, smart ass..." Y/N grunted, hooking his finger into the side of Dahyun's panties, pulling them aside to grant himself access to her hot cunt. He pushed his finger against her wet, warm clit and slowly massaged the hard nub from side to side as she moaned his name. His cock throbbed with anticipation inside his jeans as the pace of Dahyun's breathing increased in response to his ministrations. He never knew he could have this type of effect on her or that she'd turn him on this much. He was suddenly aware that Dahyun was wearing way too many pieces of clothing. He wanted them all off immediately. He was going to have her right there in the living room. He reached behind his back and gently loosening her legs so she could put her feet back down on the floor. Once her feet were planted on the floor tile, Y/N took a small step back from the redhead and slipped his hands up underneath her skirt. He found the waistline of her stockings and dug his fingernails into the sheer fabric, tearing holes in it as he tugged them down along with her panties. "Take off your shirt," He ordered, inching her skirt off, letting it drop around her ankles, then returning his hand to the slick valley between her pale thighs.

"Hmm..." She bit her lip, teasingly raising a thin brow. Dahyun was having a little too much fun giving Y/N a bit of a hard time, refusing to answer how amazing his fingers felt between her slender thighs. He had brought out a whole other side of her that many people didn't get to see. Whether he liked it or not didn't matter to her. All that mattered was having his hands all over her, touching her until she was shaking to have his shaft inside her. "Shit, Y/N." She swore under breath as his finger met her bright pink clit. His erection was growing harder, pressing against her thigh, pulsing under his jeans. She wanted his throbbing pole hard and fast, slamming into her with everything he had. She couldn't explain it but she wanted Y/N in such a raw and intense way. Her anger was still pumping through her veins, but it was mixed with her heady lust for the guy fingering her wet pussy. It was an intoxicating mix. She eased her legs from his back, gasping when he tore her stocking as he ripped them down. "I liked those." She growled. It pissed her off yet extremely turned her on how Y/N talked to her. He was trying his best to bend Dahyun's need for control. He was starting to win. She kicked her skirt off her ankles, pressing hard against the wall when he quickly moved his hand back between her legs. She looked up to gaze into his icy blue eyes, grabbing both sides of his collar, she roughly tugged the sleeves of his shirt to the inner curve of his elbows. "Take off yours."

She was trying to mess with him by not giving him the immediate reply he asked for. He knew it. Even now, she wanted to challenge him, to make him work to get a reaction out of her. Well, if that's the way she wanted to play it, he'd just make it impossible for her not to react. A triumphant grin spread across his lips when she finally broke, cursing under her breath as he nudged her pink bud back and forth with his finger. He knew she could probably feel his erection pressing through his clothes against her. He wondered what she was thinking, and how badly she wanted him to explore her body further. If she felt anything like he did, she'd want him inside of her, pumping his cock within her snug walls without mercy. That's what he planned to do. "Too bad." He chuckled sinisterly as she whined over her destroyed stockings. "You're really wet, Kim..." He teased, gently squeezing her soft bud between his forefinger and thumb. He grunted at her when she tugged on his shirt. If she wouldn't take off hers, he'd do it for her. He stepped back from her, grasping the ends of his shirt, undoing the only button left on it. He quickly pulled the shirt off and tossed it aside, wasting no time to reach for her shirt and peel it up her milky white torso. Once her arms were free from the sleeves, he instructed her, "Take my pants off."

"It's Aut...uhhh, fuck..." Her smooth hips bucked hard as he squeezed her clit between his fingers. At this point, she didn't care if he called her Kim. It annoyed her and a small part of her was curious to hear how her name would sound, moaning from his pouty lips, but correcting him seemed pointless now. She just wanted him to keep touching her, making her writhe with lust. She watched him closely, licking her bottom lip when his shirt dropped to the floor, exposing the tight lean muscle of his sculpted chest. Her arms lifted above her head, dropping slowly to her sides when he pulled her shirt from her body. Her bra fell with her shirt, leaving her completely bare to his roaming eyes. A pink blush washed over her ivory skin. Dahyun closed the space between them, softly grazing her erect nipples over his smooth pecs. She weaved her fingers into his hair, clutching a small chunk in her hand. She moved her other hand to the hard bulge hiding beneath his jeans. She rubbed her hand firmly up and down his stiff cock, pressing her lips to his neck, biting playfully at his throat. "Say please."

Y/N's eyes eagerly drank in the succulent sight of Dahyun's perky breasts. He'd only seen her chest once before, sneaking a peek into the girl's cabin with a bunch of guys from his bunk at summer camp. But that was years ago when she wasn't nearly as developed as she was now. Now, she had perfect handfuls that he wanted to squeeze and suck. A faint pink tint spread over her soft, white skin as he looked upon her nude body, but it didn't take her long to move toward him. He exhaled as her nipples brushed against his chest and she tangled her fingers into his hair. A soft groan peeled passed his lips as she reached between his legs to massage his erection. He lowered his hands along the smooth curve of her back, grasping her bare ass as she nibbled on his neck. "Uhh..come on, Kim...you know you want to." He sighed, hating to have to ask nicely for anything, especially when sex was being dangled in front of him.

She bit down a little harder on his neck when he clutched hard to her round ass. Watching him squirm was such a perfect form of payback for wrecking the mousetrap car and all those years of teasing her at school. She gently rubbed her stiff buds up and down his chest, taunting him to reach out and grab them. "Maybe..." She exhaled hotly against his skin, shrugging her slim shoulders. The obvious truth was she did want to, but giving in so easily to him just wasn't any fun. She never thought she would have this effect on him. She liked it a little more than she would ever admit. She pulled down his zipper, leaving the button snapped together as she slid her hand to cup his shaft through the cotton fabric of his boxers. "You're so hard, Y/N..." She grinned devilishly, stroking his cock in her soft palm. She moved her lips to his ear, tugging his earlobe between her teeth, moving her hand quicker over his veiled cock. "Now say please..."

She was torturing him on purpose. Evil, but so deliciously so. Her warm breath on his neck made the hairs on his arms bristle. Every time her nipples grazed his chest, his cock grew a bit harder in response. He shook his head at her, defenseless to do much else at the moment, the anticipation of her fingers wrapping around his hard-on clouding his thoughts. "Uhh," He groaned softly when she slipped her hand inside his fly, rubbing him through his underwear. So evil. So hot. His jaw clenched involuntarily and he shifted his hips toward her, wanting her to keep it up. "Screw you." He exhaled, removing his hands from her perky ass to replace his hand between her legs. If she wanted to play dirty, he'd give it right back to her. He pressed his index finger to her wet clit, rubbing in tight circles, slowly moving his free hand up between them to grasp her beautiful breast. "Take off...my pants." He repeated under his breath, tweaking her stiff nipple between his fingers.

She squeezed his cock more firmly when she felt his hips push closer towards her. She liked knowing he was enjoying her little tease, wanting more from her stroking hand. "Screw you back." She exhaled against his ear, grinding her upper body harder against his. She had little time to react as his hand moved between her wet inner thighs, rubbing furiously over her pink clit. "Y/N...uhhh, God..." She moaned loudly, reaching out to grab his side, feeling like her knees might buckle beneath her. His hand wrapped around one of her milky white breasts, pinching her pointed bud hard in his hands. "Fuck...you..." She groaned, trying to hold herself up as her hands moved to the button of his jeans. Obeying his command wasn't an easy task for her to give into but he was winning this battle and Dahyun was almost getting tired of fighting him...almost. Her fingers shook as she snapped the button open. "I-I can't pull...them down if...you don't stop..." Dahyun whined, having to grab his hips for support as her slender body twitched and squirmed from his vigorously rubbing digits.

Y/N ran his tongue over his lips as Dahyun continued manipulating his cock through his boxers, making him squirm for more direct contact. He growled at her unrelenting need to deliver a smart retort to every instruction he gave. She could be utterly infuriating when she set her mind to it. But damn, her hand felt good against his erection. It'd feel even better once his pants and boxers were out of the way. Working for his hand between her legs, he grinned to himself, pleased to see Dahyun grow weak as he massaged her sensitive bud. "Fuck ...me?" He chortled, not letting up as she struggled to get a hold of his pants' button. "I think you want me...to fuck you." He teased, squeezing her breast and rubbing his thumb over her dark pink nipple, slowing the motion of his fingers between her thighs only to allow her to remove his jeans. "That's what you want, isn't it?"

Dahyun managed to scoff between her little whimpers. "I think you want to fuck me...because you want me." Her emerald eyes shined with defiance. He wanted a little truth out of her then she was going to dole out the same treatment. She felt a tiny shiver run up her spine as Y/N groped her supple breasts, making her nipples rock hard in his rough palm. He was definitely not going to make this easy on her. She could see him trying to break her, make her let go of her constant need for control, but she was also trying to do the same to him. She didn't want him to think that she was just another girl who was going to bend to his every command. Whether he liked it or not, Y/N was getting a challenge. She slowed her quickened breaths as his fingers eased down to a tortuously slow pace. "God, Y/N..." Her eyes softened a bit as she sighed, moving her hands to grab at the waistline of his jeans. She didn't want to move at all. All she wanted was for him to rub her clit until she came hard and hot all over his hand. His comment brought her back from her hazy lusted state. "You know what I think you want?" She reluctantly grabbed his wrist, pulling it away from her throbbing nub, Dahyun lowered herself to her knees, tugging his pants down around his ankle. "I think you want these boxers off and my mouth right..." She rubbed her hand over his cock. "...here...don't you?"

Y/N couldn't understand why the hell Dahyun couldn't just shut up and enjoy what they were doing. His mind was completely exploring all the dirty things he could do to her body, yet her mouth kept moving, breaking his attention. Maybe she was right. So what? He did want her now, in this heated moment. But he didn't need to broadcast that - this wasn't about sharing romantic feelings, it was about satisfying both of their pent-up raw desires. He wanted her to let go, but it was obvious to him that she was stubborn. Just like him. He bit his lip, meeting her bright green eyes as she let disengaged his hand from between her legs. She was definitely different than other girls he fooled around with. Even if she pissed him off, he couldn't say that he didn't appreciate her spunk. He just wouldn't say that to her. He held his breath when the redhead knelt down in front of him, tugging his pants off his hips. He shuddered, feeling her fingers teasingly caress his cock through his boxers. "...yeah, I want you to suck my cock." He admitted, seeing no point in delaying his pleasure by pretending he didn't want her to. He slipped his fingers through her crimson tresses. The tension in the air was palpable. "Come on...Dahyun."

Dahyun felt a tiny smirk trying to break into a full grin when his fingers laced through her bright red locks. She wasn't expecting him to give so easily but she did have his manhood cupped under her stroking hand. Her striking green eyes blinked a few times as she stared back up at Y/N. Hearing her name leave his lips definitely threw her off. She couldn't think of a single witty retort to throw his way. She honestly didn't feel the need to. Hearing her name on his tongue did this twisting thing in her stomach. She ignored the feeling, hooking her fingers over the waistband of his boxers. She carefully slid them down, swallowing hard as she finally saw his full length in front of her. It wasn't a disappointing sight. It bothered her how shy she suddenly felt, kneeling in front of Y/N. She didn't like him. He was rude, lazy and stubborn as hell. Yet here she was, on her knees ready to please him. She reached out to grab hold of his rigid cock, slowly pumping her hand back and forth with a slight twist of her wrist. "You forgot one thing." She leaned forward, taking a long, slow flick her tongue over the smooth tip of his shaft. "Say please....come on, Y/N..." She kissed the head this time, peering up into his dreamy blues, she licked her lips of the pre-cum that rubbed against them, moaning softly as the taste of his arousal hit her tongue.

It was obvious to Y/N that Dahyun was thrilled with herself. Not only had she gotten him to call her by her first name, but now she literally had him in the palm of her hand. Oddly enough, Y/N didn't really mind whatever manipulations she wanted to run on him, as long as she kept stroking his hard-on. The look on her face when she first revealed his cock was priceless. She seemed well pleased, maybe even a little bit daunted. He wanted so badly to feel her hot lips around his cock. He barely noticed that she'd stopped taunting him, he was too focused on the gentle, yet firm strokes of her warm fist on his stiff length. He bit his bottom lip, moving his hips in response to the extra little twist of Dahyun's wrist. His crystal blue eyes grew wider as Dahyun's tongue peeked out of her mouth, reaching for his cock. He groaned as she licked his fat head, a bead of pre-cum oozing out for her. He'd say anything she wanted him to at this point. "...please." He exhaled, tightening his grasp on her hair. "Suck it."

Dahyun bit down on bottom lip as he tightened his hold on her fiery locks. She could feel her face soften again hearing him sigh that one simple word. Scooting her knees across the floor, she pulled herself as close as possible. She leaned her head to the side, parting her lips as she took the round head of his cock into her warm mouth. She stroked her hand up and down his rigid base, sucking slowly on the slick tip. Her tongue suctioned around the bulbous head, sucking a little harder, stroking him a little faster. She sighed hotly on his cock as she took a quick breath, quickly taking his full length deep into her mouth. "Mmm..." A muffled moan vibrated on his cock. She didn't waste a second to start bobbing her head back and forth, sucking hard every time she pulled back from his shaft. Her hand grew wet from his saliva covered dick, creating a sexy squishy noise from her jerking him off into her mouth. Her free hand clutched onto his hip, pressing her fingers hard into his lean muscle. She looked up to him, pulling his cock from her wet depths. "See how far you can get with a please." She smirked, eagerly taking his stiff pole back into her mouth, sucking hard on his cock until her cheeks sucked in tight.

Y/N's breath caught in his throat the moment Dahyun's lips sealed around his fattened tip. Her bottom lip and tongue skimming over the sensitive underside of his helmet made him shiver with unparalleled want. He sighed, shutting his eyes as the redhead worked her small fist up and down his rigid length, coaxing him further into her mouth. "Uh fuck," He grunted, opening his eyes to gaze down upon her as his length disappeared between her warm, peachy lips. When Dahyun moaned, the vibrations from her throat rippled through his hard cock, resonating down into his groin. It surprised him how easily she could fit so much of his erection in her mouth at once. It was definitely a turn on. He set his feet slightly apart to steady himself as she sucked his cock faster, making his head spin with lust. He tugged her crimson tresses, instinctively rocking his hips against her mouth. He smirked at her remark, shaking his head in response. "You're not bad at this..." He groaned, enjoying himself too much to give a wittier retort.

Dahyun had to admit that the sounds coming from Y/N's mouths sounded so damn hot. Every moan and groan sounded genuine, boosting Dahyun's ego a bit. Knowing she was making him squirm and pant with want was quite the turn on. Every time he pulled on her auburn hair, she sucked a little harder on his cock. His length filled her mouth tight, almost not fitting completely, but she took every inch and enjoyed each second of it as the time passed by. When his hips started rocking into her mouth, Dahyun could feel his round head pushing deeper past her soft lips. She stilled at his comment, plucking her mouth from his cock. "Not bad?" She scowled a bit, still stroking his dick. Either he was being his smart-ass self or he knew the one way to make Dahyun work harder at something. She took a little breath, guiding his shaft back into her mouth, she clasped her lips around his throbbing pole, bobbing her head with vigor. She twisted her wrist even more as she pumped her hand up and down his slippery length. Dahyun moved her free hand between his legs, cupping the fleshy orbs that hung below his cock, massing them gently in her palm. She was damn determined to hear that she was at least doing a good job. Not bad just wouldn't cut it.

Y/N noticed the way Dahyun paused in response to his remark. Honestly, he hadn't meant it to be particularly taunting, he just wasn't all that good at giving out compliments. It was foreign for him to do, especially toward a girl like Dahyun. What she was doing already felt good, really good. But hey, if she wanted to put more effort into her little cock tease, he wouldn't complain. The determined look on her face as she inhaled, sizing up his slick cock, was pretty cute. As she took him into her mouth again, her lips sealed hot and tight around his erect mast. "Uh...," Y/N groaned deep in the back of his throat, wrapping her crimson tresses around his knuckles. The sensation of her fist twisting around his stiff base as she attentively sucked his hard dick left him speechless. A soft gasp left Y/N's full lips as Dahyun brushed against his sensitive balls with her fingertips, lightly rubbing them. This clearly wasn't her first blowjob. "...that's good," He grunted, slowly maneuvering his hips back and forth to fuck her precious mouth. He indulged in the overachiever's oral skills for a bit longer before feeling a tightness within his balls. If he didn't stop her now he might cum and he wasn't nearly finished with her yet. "Kim...get up here.." He breathed, playfully tugging her hair to get her up to her feet. Once on her feet, he walked her backward and pushed her down onto the living room couch.

She felt a small swell of pride in herself hearing him groan how good of a job she was doing, working his thick cock. She felt his smooth head bumping the back of her throat as his hips pumped faster into her heavenly mouth. She grunted each time his shaft pushed back into her waiting mouth, slightly jerking her knees on the hard tile. Dahyun could tell he was fully enjoying her perfected oral skills by the way he continued to thrust past her wet lips. She honestly wasn't sure if she could stop herself. His moans were urging her to finish him off, to feel his hot cum spilling freely onto her tongue. She felt a tug on her bright red locks, popping her mouth off his cock with a wet smack. "I wasn't done." She growled close to his face as he moved her backwards. She ran her nails down his chest, gasping when he pushed her down to the couch. She felt her skin grow hotter. She tucked her legs up onto the cushions, rising to her knees, she grabbed his hips and tugged him closer to her. The wet tip of his cock poked at her supple breasts, wetting her nipples with his oozing pre-cum. "Is that the best you got?" She taunted, trailing hot kisses all over his lean torso.

Y/N felt a twinge of regret once he stopped Dahyun from teasing his cock with her perfectly capable mouth. He had very little doubt in his mind that she could've made him cum with her swirling tongue and squeezing fist, but he wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine first. He bit his lip to contain his amused chuckle when the feisty redhead growled in his face. She grazed his chest with her trimmed fingernails, leaving faint pink streaks on his fair skin. He licked his lips at the sight of her sprawled on the couch under him, but groaned when she refused to stay in place. He moved closer to her when she pulled him, his thick erection brushing over her firm breasts. The thought of sliding his fat cock back and forth between her fleshy mounds crossed his mind, but he had something else in store. Grasping the warm back of her thighs, he pulled Dahyun down onto her back on the couch once again. "Stay down." He ordered, looming over her as he finally knelt down on the cushion. Sliding his palms over her smooth hips, and down her long legs, he took hold of her lush thighs and spread them apart. "Don't move," He whispered, kissing a slow trail from the middle of her flat stomach down to her glistening cunt. He smirked at her, lightly blowing on her exposed clit, then curling his tongue against it.

Dahyun actually found herself giggling when Y/N grabbed her thighs and pinned her down to the couch. She could tell she was annoying him with her inability to stay still for too long, but she couldn't help it. Her mind was constantly on the move and when you got her body started, she wasn't an easy girl to wrangle. She felt her smile fall a little when his piercing eyes glared straight back at her, ordering her to stay down. Taking orders from people like Y/N wasn't Dahyun's favorite thing to do, but she found herself laying down still on the couch. She watched his hands move down her slim hips, stopping at her ivory thighs. Her hand reached for the armrest above her, gripping tight. "Sorry..." She sighed, unsure of why she said it, maybe she felt like she wasn't obeying his command to keep her body from moving about. Her stomach flexed under his lips, pressing her fingertips tighter into the armrest as he moved lower between her legs. A tiny moan squeaked past her lips when his warm breath caressed her bare clit. Her tiny moan grew louder when he wrapped his tongue around the pink nub. She bit her lip hard, fighting back the urge to have some kind of control of her body, but she kept still, letting her soft whimpers and moans express what her body couldn't.

Y/N glared down at Dahyun until she finally complied with his directive. His lips parted in a semi-smirk as she grew still beneath him. He appreciated the way her chest pushed out toward him when she reached back to grasp the couch arm. A tingle of satisfaction coursed through his body when she apologized for being so headstrong against his instructions. He had to admit, he liked the idea of her surrendering to his whims. He wondered what else he could get her to do, how else he could bend her to his will. He studied her reactions to his every touch and kiss, watching as she squeezed the armrest above her head tighter, the further he moved down her nude body. He grinned as she moaned at the slightest touch of his tongue to her swollen clit. "Oh, you like that...hmm," He taunted, slowly rolling his tongue back and forth between her wet cunt lips, pushing them further apart with his thumbs. Inhaling her hot sex into his nose, Y/N carefully sucked her fleshy clit into his mouth. "Mm." He groaned into her dripping cunt, greedily licking up her delectable arousal as he pressed his fingertip to her tight slit, teasingly caressing it.

"It's not too bad..." She sighed, the corners of her mouth curving into a tiny smile. His tongue felt warm and slick, wiggling between her puffed lips. The small curve of her back arched ever so slightly off the couch, pressing her head deeper into the cushions of the couch. Laying still was proving to be one of her most difficult challenges. Getting into Yale almost seemed easier than refraining her body from its need to move and writhe about. She felt her thighs twitch when he pulled her pink folds apart and breathed in the heady scent of her hot sex. Her pert breasts were flushed with a rosy color as her nipples turned as hard as diamonds. Dahyun's knuckles turned white from how hard she was holding to the armrest. "Y/N..." She softly whispered as his groan vibrated against her clit. Her lids closed shut as his finger played with the wet slit of her pussy. She could feel her legs trying to spread further apart, wanting to expose every inch of her sweet cunt to his heavenly mouth.

"Hmph." Y/N grunted, pressing his face more firmly into Dahyun's hot core. Of course, she'd tease him into working harder, just as he'd done to her. He was up for the challenge. He eagerly lapped at her pink folds, bathing them in a warm coating of his saliva, turned on by how wet she was getting for him. His cock ached for attention, but he channeled his desire into pleasing Dahyun for now. When she arched her back off the couch, he grasped her thighs, roughly tugging her back down into the couch cushions. He slid his tongue down to her glistening entrance, eyeing the sensual rise and fall of her breasts from between her spread legs. Skimming his palms up along her sides, Y/N eased his tongue inside of Dahyun's snug hole. Spreading his fingers and clasping them around her pert breasts, he cupped her full mounds, squeezing them tightly. Feeling her nipples poke into the coarse flesh of his hands, he began to dart his tongue in and out of her wet pussy, tasting her excitement with every thrust.

He wouldn't even let her backstay off the couch. She moaned as he yanked her back down to the cushions, working his tongue along her damp slit. His nose pressed against her bare mound the deeper he moved his face into her slick cunt. She wanted so badly to touch him. One hand flexed its fingers by her side while the other hand clutched onto the armrest of the couch in a death grip. Some part of her though wouldn't give in. His hold on her right now was denying her stubbornness to come through and try to regain some control of the situation. "Uhh, yes..." She tried to contain her movements but she couldn't stop the small writhing when his tongue delved into her tight passage. His hands didn't make things any easier when they wrapped around her perky breasts, teasing her still nipples with his rough palm. "Oh, fuck." She gasped, clenching her thighs tight as his tongue pumped into her dripping sex. "Y/N...I-I..." Dahyun's mind couldn't process a single sentence. She gripped her fingers around one of the cushions, panting hard, her legs shaking under the firm hold of his strong hands.

Dahyun was still fighting him a little bit, but Y/N could handle her. She could squirm all she wanted, he was strong enough to regain control over her lithe body. Her stubbornness was an attractive feature of hers, under these circumstances anyway. He could see her fingers digging into the couch from his peripheral vision as he buried his face in her wet cunt. He plunged his tongue deep inside of her, tasting her hot juices as they slid out to meet his lips. Rubbing her stiff nipples with his thumbs, he grinned at the sexy sound of her gasps and moans echoing through the living room. He chuckled against her hot pussy, slowly withdrawing his tongue to lick the wetness from her puffed lips. "You're getting the couch wet, Kim." He shook his head at her, sliding his hands down from her warm breasts. Licking his lips, he pulled back and positioned himself on his knees. "Turn over."

The smirk on his face was terribly sexy but irksome at the same time. He knew now that Dahyun was more than enjoying him licking and sucking on her most intimate flesh. The irksome part was it was probably doing wonders for his already big ego. She also had a feeling that he was liking her sudden willingness to go along his with every command. All that didn't seem to matter right now. The feeling of his tongue thrusting further into her snug cunt pushed aside any other thought that was racing through her mind. "...yes...God, right there..." She groaned, daringly pushing her hips just a hair closer to his mouth. Her stomach twitched when his laughter hummed against her throbbing clit. She realized this was probably the most they had ever smiled or laughed around each other, even if the whole thing started with a massive blowout. "No..." She whined when he pulled his hand from between her legs. He had stopped her when she was on her knees. Now he stopping when he was on his. Just another button to be pushed. His mouth felt too good and she was greedy for more. Staring straight into his deep blue eyes, Dahyun remained completely still. "You said don't move."

Y/N's cock throbbed harder between his legs the louder Dahyun moaned and groaned underneath his diligent tongue. He could feel her starting to buck her hips toward his face, grinding her hot cunt against his parted lips until he pulled away. He smirked when she complained. Y/N was planning to make Dahyun cum alright, but he wanted to do it his way. He told her to turn over and she was being stubborn yet again, using his previously uttered words against him. He rolled his eyes, moving his hands to firmly grip her waist. "I just said turn over...smartass," He said in a low tone, returning her burning gaze. If she was going to play games, he'd one-up her. "Do what you're told, Kim..." He insisted, using his hands to pull her up from the couch cushions, so they were face to face and knee to knee. His erection rubbing against her smooth thigh as he leaned in close to her pretty face, breathing hotly against her lips. "...and I'll make you cum...hard." Squeezing her hips, he grazed his lips against hers, gently nudging her to turn around. "Don't you want me to make you cum?"

"You need to learn to make up your mind, lazy ass." She refused to be the one to pull their eyes away from each other. Maybe the reason they butted heads like they did and got under each other's skin so easily was that they were more alike then they realized. Stubborn to a fault, independent, strong-willed and not one to take anyone's crap. She reached out to grab the sides of his arms, pressing her firm tits to his chest. "I have been..." She sighed as his cock poked softly at her thigh, only inches away from being deep inside her slick hole. "...you just can't make up your mind..." Dahyun tilted her head under his lips, holding his gaze, she tried to reach for his lips, but he kept her at a teasing distance. The sexual game of cat and mouse was amusing Dahyun greatly and turning her on in the oddest of ways. She swallowed slowly, hearing what he had in mind for her if Dahyun could follow his rules. "Yes..." Her her voice was barely above a whisper as she turned her body completely around, bending over to rest on her hands and knees.

"Quit mouthing off...and maybe I will," Y/N chuckled when Dahyun called him a lazy ass to counter his "smart ass" remark. He may have started out angry with her, as she definitely was with him, but now he was just being playful. It felt fun. He wouldn't admit it even upon pain of death, but he was actually having a good time with Dahyun Kim. He could hear the lustful tremble in her voice when she agreed to follow his direction. He slid back on the couch, allowing her room to turn around and bend over. He grinned at the sexy sight of her on all fours in front of him. "Was that so hard?" He asked, reaching his hands out to caress her shapely ass. "Who knew you had such a sexy little ass?" He murmured, leaning forward to graze his teeth against her smooth cheek, delivering a playful pinch, then drawing his hand back to administer a teasing slap. He kissed a hot trail up the curve of her lower back next, then he wrapped his left arm around Dahyun's waist, keeping her steady. Slipping his right hand underneath her, he rubbed his fingers back and forth against her pink bud, faster and faster.

She looked over her shoulder, rolling her eyes at his smirk. "Actually it was. I'm usually in control." Her eyes drifted to his thick shaft, twitching between his legs. Her head turned back towards the living room wall, sighing a tiny whimper when his teeth skimmed over her flushed cheek. "Who knew you had such a sexy big cock." She giggled before his hand met her firm ass. Her body bucked forward a little, moaning as the sting from his hand, tingled on her flesh. His kisses seared into her skin, branding her back with his warm lips. Dahyun dug her hands into the cushions as he circled his arm around her torso, holding her firmly in place. She could feel the dull beat of his heart against her back, racing a little quicker when his hand slipped between her wet thighs. "Ungh!" She moaned against his cheek, pushing her back into his chest as he roughly massaged her clit. She quickly raised a hand to grab onto the nape of his neck. "You're such an...evil jerk...uhh..." Dahyun hips started grinding with his digits, rolling them back and forth as she breathed rapidly against his heated skin.

"You'll like when I'm in control." Y/N assured Dahyun, pressing against her milky white back as he pushed his fingers to her swollen clit with greater pressure. His lips parted in a wider smirk when she complimented the size of his erect cock. He knew that she was thinking about the moment he'd sink his length inside of her and fuck her. The thought was planted firmly in his head too, getting harder and harder to ignore. He wanted to tease her a bit more first. To make her cum as he promised. "Mm." He licked his lips, feeling her hot cunt grind against his hand, his fingers becoming slick with her juices as he rubbed her clit. He sighed against her skin, feeling her fingers grasp the base of his neck, his skin flushing with heat. "Yeah? an evil jerk...what else am I?" He taunted, lowering his free hand to her inner thigh, pulling her legs further apart, granting himself more leeway. "Hmm?" He sighed, softly kissing her neck, rubbing her sensitive bud harder.

"We'll see about that." The way he told her she would like him being in control almost sounded like this would be the last time they stripped naked and started hotly ravishing each other. Knowing Y/Nand his reputation, and knowing they would most likely kill each other before they'd ever considered dating one another, she accepted that fact. Almost. Her perfectly shaped ass brushed up against his cock each time she bucked her hips to his touch. "You're making me...so wet..." His fingers were relentless. She could feel her legs wanting to buckle, but she stayed pressed firmly to his lean torso. She grinned through her panted breaths, pressing her fingers harder into his skin. "You're stubborn...pain in my ass...you're frustrating, uhhh..." Dahyun's lower back dipped away from his pelvis, as she writhed in wave-like motion the harder his rough digits rubbed over her soaked clit. "You're careless...a-and...you're going to make me cum..." She sighed, tilting her head to the side, allowing his lips to leave even more burning kisses along her tofu-like white skin.

Y/N just shook his head at Dahyun's last challenging remark. She was losing herself in lust from his unrelenting touches and he could feel it in the energetic way her body moved underneath his. She was panting hard and making his fingers wet, and he wasn't planning on stopping this time until she came. Y/N wasn't thinking too far into the future, about how things might be between him and Dahyun the next day or even in the next hour. That didn't matter right now. They were enjoying each other, for once, and he was determined to take full advantage of the sexual tension between them. He groaned as her ass brushed against his cock, and she moaned about how wet he was making her. He held her tighter as she dug her fingertips into his neck, kissing and sucking on her flawless skin. "...frustrating...careless...anything else?" He teased, loving the sound of her uneven breathing as she tried to choke the words out in a coherent manner, despite how intensely he was pleasuring her. "Anything...you want me to do to you? Come on, Kim. Nows your time to speak..." He whispered, moving his fingers against her clit so fast, he could hear the sloppy, wet sounds of their skin frantically rubbing together.

She was never one who was lost for words but Dahyun's brain just couldn't keep up with her body. "You're r-rude...you...fuck..." She whimpered as her nails dug deep into cushions of the couch. So many ideas rushed to life in her head when asked if there was anything she wanted him to do. She would need all night to fulfill every little dirty thought in popping into mind. "I want...ungh!" Dahyun cried out into the living room, taking short breaths as he vigorously maneuvered his finger back and forth over her throbbing nub. She licked her lips, rocking her hips harder into his hand. Her hot arousal splashed tiny drops along her inner thighs. "I want you...in control..." She replied with more honesty than she expected. "Make me c-cum harder...than I have before..." A warm tingle grew inside her core. She clenched her small muscles tight as the telling sign of her orgasm rose to life deep in her cunt. "Don't stop, Y/N...please..." She begged him desperately, clutching his neck as her clit pulsed for release. "Uhh, God...uhh.." She whined sharply shuddering hard in his arms as her sweet cum, washed over his fingers, running warmly all the way down past his slick knuckles.

Y/N nuzzled his nose against Dahyun's neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her skin as he vigorously worked her wet clit. He could feel her heart beating as erratically as she was breathing, rocking back and forth against his drenched hand. "You want...what? Tell me..." He groaned, listening to Dahyun struggle to get the words out, his arm growing tight from how rapidly he was moving his fingers between her legs. Her warm arousal dripped down his palm and onto the couch cushions beneath them. When she admitted to wanting him to take over, Y/N happily committed to keep rubbing until he made her burst with ecstasy. "I won't stop..." He assured her, her desperate whimpers sounding like the sexiest thing he'd ever heard. He held her tight as she tensed and shuddered in his arms, reaching her peak. "Yeah...uh, you're so fucking wet," He growled, continuing to rub her clit, even as she came all over his hand. "Think you can handle my cock now?" He breathed against her ear, rubbing his shaft between her glistening legs.

The satisfied moans tumbled freely past her lips. Her tight walls spasmed from the dizzying release that rocketed through her. She couldn't stop bucking her hips up and down. His fingers refused to let up, even after she came hard and wet all over his teasing digits. He didn't let up on his word. He did make her cum hard, the evidence still shining on his slick hand, but now she wanted to cum from the hard thrust of his perfect shaft. She gasped softly when he growled roughly against her cheek, slipping his fingers back and forth over her clit. Every touch to her slick button made her squirm or twitch. It was beyond sensitive from her release, so every little caress sent her body into a writhing frenzy. Dahyun's head bobbed in reply, her fiery tresses falling down around her face, shrouding her features in an auburn curtain of hair. "I can so handle it..." She moved her hands from his neck, reaching back down to grasp tightly to the couch cushions. She dipped herself a little lower to the, raising her ass in the air so her pussy aligned right to the head of his hard cock. "Time to shine, Y/N." She teased, playfully wiggling her ass against his bulbous tip

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It was nearly impossible to hold Dahyun still while continuing to rub her warm bud, as she experienced the aftershocks of her quaking orgasm. She was incredibly hot and wet between her pale thighs, making him reluctant to pull his hand away from her pulsating cunt. Y/N was eager to put his raging hard-on to good use now though. Hearing Dahyun confirm that she wanted to be fucked, plastered a look of fierce determination on his face. He licked his lips, sliding his hands to Dahyun's slender waist as she brushed up against his cock, teasing its engorged head. "Careful what you wish for, Kim," He sighed, nudging the soft seal of her pussy, slowly pushing his tip inside of her tight hole. He tightened his fingers around her sides, pushing his length between her slick folds, penetrating deeper inside her hot tunnel. "Fuck," He grunted, feeling her wet, warm walls hug his thick shaft as he sunk into his base. He rocked his hips into her firm ass, the couch cushions dipping under the shifting weight of their bodies as he thrust his cock inside her soaked pussy to a steady rhythm.

It felt like years passed before she felt his rigid member push past her slick folds, diving deep into her slippery passage. "Shit..." She sighed quickly the more he filled her uptight. Now that she finally had his beautiful cock inside her, Dahyun worried she would want to again and again. How could one time with Y/N be enough? He was holding her so firmly there was no doubt His fingers would leave small bruises on her pale skin. As long as she could keep all the little marks on her body covered up, Dahyun didn't care how many marks Y/N left on her skin. It would be a sexy yet secret reminder of what took place today. Ever hard inch of his shaft was buried snug between her legs. She spread her legs a little further to adjust to the wide girth throbbing intensely against her cunt walls. She moaned softly when he started rocking back and forth, allowing her to feel each hard ridge and curve of his thick pole. Her pert mounds bounced gently to his steady thrusts. "God, Y/N...that feels so fucking good." She groaned, tilting her pelvis a little higher so he could push deeper into her welcoming pussy.

The tight embrace of Dahyun's hot cunt around Y/N's wet dick made him shiver. It felt so good to have his cock buried deep inside Dahyun's squeezing tunnel, to have complete dominion over her sexy figure. He dug his fingertips into her sides, unaware of his own strength at the moment, forcefully pulling her hips back against his. "Fuck, Kim..." He groaned, feeling the sensitive underside of his cock brush in and out against her smooth pussy walls when she titled her ass up more. The harder he drove into her, the better it felt. He reached underneath her, wrapping his sturdy fingers around her bouncing breasts, leaning into her lightly freckled back. Pulling himself deeper into her hot depths with every firm thrust, he exhaled against her flushed nape. "You're so hot..." He groaned, squeezing her stiff nipples between his fingers, reveling in the wet smacking sounds of their bodies colliding together.

"You like that, Y/N?" Dahyun grinned hearing his groan of approval when she lifted her shapely rear, allowing him deeper access to her cunt. He started increasing the force and speed in his thrusts, jerking her body harder against his. Her firm ass cheeks collided roughly against his pelvis, creaking the couch springs underneath them. She moaned deep in her throat with each pull of his sturdy cock. Her tiny clit pulsed in little beats, throbbing still from her earlier release. Each time his cock brushed against the pink nub, Dahyun rasped a sharp whine, shuddering noticeably to the slightest touch. A soft sighed escaped her when he leaned closer, cupping her breasts in his hands and giving them a firm squeeze. Her nipples ached wonderfully between his digits. The harder he pinched the more swollen her erect buds grew in his hands. A small shiver raced up her spine as his warm breath blew against the back of her slender neck. She blushed at the words that left his mouth. Whether he was talking about her looks or her heavenly pussy, she wasn't sure, but it made her cheeks burn none the less. "Keep that up...and you might...get on my good side..." She teased, pumping her body with his powerful thrusts.

"Mm," Y/N grunted in response to Dahyun, freeing one hand from her luscious, warm breast to sweep her crimson hair off the back of her neck. He pressed his lips to her nape, playfully pinching the pale skin between his teeth. The encouraging squeaks of the couch springs beneath them only made him pound harder into her slick snatch. He had no idea that fucking Dahyun Kim, the class teacher's pet, would feel so fucking amazing. He definitely had to give her a bit of credit here, she was a sexy fuck after all. He rubbed her taut nipple between his fingertips, giving it a firm tug, then he slid his free hand down the curve of her back, settling on her plump white ass. "I am on your good side..." He groaned, squeezing her ass cheek as she moved her body to meet his thrusts, then delivering a quick, hot smack to her smooth cheek. "Inside. And I want more." He grunted, pulling her back into him swiftly and turning over with her to lay on his side behind her. Grasping the back of her thigh, Y/N pistoned his rigid shaft in and out of Dahyun's tight passage with an unremitting fury, wanting to hear her cry out with pleasure.

"So bitey." She giggled when his teeth bit down into her warm flesh. Every time she thought he couldn't thrust his cock any harder into her, Y/N surprised her with an even more forceful buck of his hips. She kneaded the soft cushions between her fingertips, holding onto the only thing, besides Y/N, that was keeping her up. Her erect buds started to throb against his diligent fingers. She could barely catch her breath as he overwhelmed her with the sensations of his cock pumping into her and his hands groping her slender body. "Oh, you...are...?" Dahyun whimpered, biting her lip hard as his hand traveled down the sensuous curve of her back, resting firmly on her round ass. His hand smacked one of her soft cheeks again, no doubt leaving a bright pink mark on her snowy skin. She gasped when he yanked her against him, flipping her onto her side, "Y/N wha...oh, fuck..." She moaned loudly as his cock drove hard her into her slick cunt. "Uhh, God..." Dahyun's whines echoed in her ears, taking over the sound of the creaking couch and the slapping skin. Her hands reached out to grab a hold of some part of him for leverage. She was surprised when one of his hands laced with hers. She pulled it high on her chest, tilting her eyes to meet his. "...hold me...down..."

"I just wanna taste every inch of you..." Y/N sighed, kissing the warm back of Dahyun's neck. before he tugged her with him to lie sideways on the couch. He knew he could thrust his cock the deepest from this position, so he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity, not when he'd finally gotten Dahyun to surrender her sweet body to him. "Feels good, doesn't it?" He groaned, grinning over her loud swearing, easing his length into her snug cunt until his balls brushed against her swollen clit. He rocked his hips into her backside, picking up the pace of his thrusts, subconsciously reaching around her to grasp her hand in his, while his other hand firmly held to the back of her thigh. His forearm grazed Dahyun's stiff nipple as she pulled his arm over her heaving chest. She turned her face toward his and his cock twitched deep inside of her at the hazy look of lust in her beautiful eyes. He nodded at her request, quickly tightening his arm around her to hold her against him, so she couldn't squirm away from the punishing assault of his drilling cock. "You're taking this cock...like a pro." He breathed hotly against her face, nipping at her peachy lips. He grunted deeply, grinding his pelvis against her ass, feeling her pussy squeeze his probing shaft so perfectly.

Her body couldn't have been closer to his if they tried. She could feel both the heavy beating of their hearts, pounding loudly in their chests. Her blood was racing hot under the skin, making her pale flesh glow a bright pink hue. His arm draped over her cheat and his hand locked around her's, kept Dahyun's body from writhing away from him. The thick veins in his cock pulsed hard against her cunt walls, making her thighs twitch as her pussy spasmed around his thrusting shaft. She moved her free hand to cup the back of his neck, raking her nails back and forth over his hot skin, she grinned close to his pouty mouth. "You're fucking me like...a pro..." She teased, playfully pulling her lips away from his little bites. She almost bucked out of his arms when he thrusted deep, hitting her most sensitive spot. "Ungh! Y/N...right there..." She whined, breathing close to his cheek. The harder he rammed into her pussy, nailing her g-spot with brute force, Dahyun was sure he could drive her into another mind-blowing orgasm. She crushed their mouths together, wrestling with his tongue between their slightly parted lips.

Y/N was breathing heavier and more erratically, the harder and faster he sunk his wet cock between the hugging walls of Dahyun's pussy. "Shit," He groaned, digging his fingertips into her tender thigh. "So fucking tight..." His thick shaft began to pulse inside of her. He felt an unparalleled closeness to her, holding her securely against his body like this, and not just in the physical sense. This was the most intimate he'd ever been with Dahyun and it surprised him just how perfect everything felt. Their bodies fit together like pieces of a puzzle. In just a short time, they'd learned exactly how to work each other, instead of just each other's nerves. They'd made a connection. Whether or not that connection would last after this, remained to be seen. A familiar warmth spread through his balls as her snug cunt constricted around his throbbing shaft. He grinned at her remark, curling his tongue against her lips when she insisted on pulling back from the playful grazes of his teeth. "Uhh," He sighed, shutting his eyes as she squeezed and scratched at the base of his neck, bucking harder against her slender body. When he hit her special spot, he clenched his jaw and pumped his hips even harder, breaking into his sweat. He kissed her roughly, their tongues writhing like snakes between their smacking mouths. His back and arms were growing sore from exertion, but he didn't care. He just wanted to make Dahyun cum hard as he knew he would soon.

She couldn't hold back much longer. His thick cock refused to give up on its unrelenting pace, slamming into her tight cunt without mercy, just like she wanted. It was a little alarming how easily they came together. How they could know what they needed from each other without really needing to say anything. Dahyun was just expecting this to be a casual fling. No feelings would be attached, mainly because she thought the only thing they felt towards each other was some form of distaste. Not right now. Now she felt almost bonded to Y/N in a way. It unsettled her, but yet she didn't want that bond to go away. Dahyun felt his thighs and pelvis tighten and twitch against her, telling her he was probably just as near to finishing as she was. Dahyun broke the wet kiss, gasping for a quick breath as she clenched her pussy tight. "Uhh, Y/N..." Her head tilted to look up to the ceiling, slamming her lids shut as the walls of her slick hole quivered inside her. She held her breath, stilling in his arms as he pounded into her. "Oh, God....yes...Unghhh!" Dahyun lifted her eyes, crying out Y/N's name on her lips as her second orgasm shattered through her.

Feeling Dahyun squirm with delight against him, her juicy cunt walls gripping to his slick pole as it slid in and out of her, only encouraged Y/N to keep fucking at her at this fevered pace. The muscles in his arms and back felt tight, but he kept pounding away at her heavenly hole, knowing she wasn't far from her release. "Come on baby," He murmured against her lips as she moaned his name one last time before she stiffened on his rigid shaft, her pussy squeezing tight then spasming fiercely around his cock. A smirk of pure satisfaction spread over his lips as Dahyun tilted her head back and groaned in ecstasy, her body shaking against his while her warm cum bathed his dick in sticky goodness. "Uh fuck," He grunted, thrusting deep to keep from being pushed out of her quivering tunnel. The moment her bright eyes opened and met his, he felt an intense stirring inside his balls."Uhh." A hot electrical charge zipped through his body and his cock trembled inside her snug cunt. He pressed his lips to hers roughly, bucking his pelvis into her ass one last time. His cock jerked hard as his balls erupted from within, dispersing his hot, thick cream deep inside her.

She swore she saw stars. Tiny spots of color danced around her eyes as she rode out the most intense climax she had ever known. She would never say it aloud and most certainly not say it to Y/N, but he was hands down the best sex she had ever had. He brought her over any and all limits of unbridled ecstasy, fucking her until she was sure she would pass out from the extreme pleasure throbbing between her slick thighs. She sighed as his lips pressed firmly against her's, kissing him with every ounce of passion left in her spent body. She whined hard into his mouth when he drove his cock into her with one final delivering thrust, spilling his own hot release into her hugging cunt. The kiss broke with rushed breaths between them. She pressed her hand to his cheek, touching nose to nose as they panted from their vigorous fucking. She pushed back the damp hair from his forehead, trying not to get lost in his hazy blue eyes. Her lips touched softly to his, rubbing her thumb back and forth over the hollow of his cheek. "I can't lie. That was a solid A+." She chuckled against his warm lips.

Y/N was breathless, unable to even move after experiencing such an intense orgasm with Dahyun. He could only smile at her dumbly, completely in awe of how sexy she was, taking every hard thrust of his unrelenting cock like she'd done it so many times before. He never would've guessed that the class teacher's pet had such a sex kitten inside of her. Now he knew and he'd never forget it. He sighed, relaxing his fingers on her warm skin as she stroked his cheek, grazing the tip of her nose against his. Just maybe he'd look at Dahyun Kim in a different light, even if he wouldn't act as if he did. When her soft lips touched him, he simply kissed her back, not questioning or fighting the intimate gesture. "You do like to earn your As, don't you Kim?" He grinned, chuckling back as she gently caressed his cheek. He softly kissed her lips once more than sighed, gently loosening his grasp on her hand and thigh, slowly withdrawing his spent cock from her cozy cunt. "Look um...I'll help you fix the stupid project."

It felt almost as if they had been wrapped in each other's arms numerous times before. There was no awkwardness whatsoever, what should be expected after what they just did. Instead, Y/N seemed to be enjoying her caressing touches and soft kisses. His lips pressed gently to her's, kissing her back with just as much tenderness as she was showing him. "I'm an overachiever, but I think it worked to both our benefit" Dahyun smiled wide, pecking him back when he snuck in another feather-light kiss. The realization that they were done and had to go back to the way things were was starting to become obvious when his hands let her body go and he pulled his spent cock from her dripping cunt. She moaned as he pulled out from her, leaving small drops of her arousal on the couch cushions below. She felt a thing brow perk up high when she heard he would offer to help. Dahyun completely forgot about the whole project until Y/N just brought it up. "Really? Um, yeah. That would be really nice, Y/N  it's not stupid." She leaned over, hovering close to his lips.. "Who knew you were such a softy." She teased nipping at his bottom lip.

"I'm not complaining." Y/N murmured, savoring the taste of Dahyun's soft lips against his, running his hand along her bare side. Dahyun was right, this unexpected experience had definitely paid off for them both - and it probably never would've happened if they hadn't been forced into working together for the sake of this project. He smirked at the redhead as she beamed back at him in response to his spontaneous kiss. She was pretty cute. He had to admit. He chuckled when she nipped at his lips, shaking his head at her. "Yeah, yeah. whatever." Easing off of the couch, Y/N smirked at the sheen on his cock; it was soaked with his and Dahyun's sexual release as was the couch. "Uh yeah...I mean, we're supposed to do it together, so..." He shrugged, gesturing to the bathroom where he'd gone before. "I'm just gonna clean up I guess. And you know...we'll see what we can do on it." After scooping up his clothes, Y/N teased Dahyun as he turned down the hall. "Try not to stare at my ass."

Dahyun watched him closely as he moved up from the couch. This was probably the last chance she would ever see him naked again so she soaked in every detail that her memory could contain. It was a very odd turn of events that occurred today. She never thought in a million years that science project with Y/N would lead to a passionate hookup on her's parent's couch. She didn't regret at all. It proved to be the best sexual experience of her young life. She nodded, standing up to go after her clothes that were dispersed around her living floor. "We should be able to salvage it, but we'll see." She picked up her skirt and shirt, smirking at her ripped stockings. She was angry when he tore little holes into them, but now seeing those holes was a reminder of all the things he did to her body. She turned her head to Y/N, rolling her eyes in his direction. "You wish, lazy ass." She grinned, taking one final sneak peek before he disappeared from sight.

Payday (Mina x Male Reader)

The clock ticks down to the final minute of the workday and I exhale, glancing anxiously toward my boss' office door. A small grin forms on my rouged lips because it's Tuesday. Payday, of sorts. I've hustled and bustled with Y/N all day long, sharpening his pencils to their finest points, meticulously scrubbing the coffee pot, though he rarely tastes the stuff, and repeatedly tucking my limp dark hair into a tight bun to keep it off my neck, which he's said is quite delicious to stare at as I walk away from him to return to my front desk station. It's 5:01 pm on Tuesday and I'm giddy as I twist the locks on the office door, waiting for him to emerge from his private work den. My fingers shake with the need to be with him as his tongue slithers precariously close to my hot cunt. "Mina."  Y/N's deep voice booms behind me, making the baby hairs on the back of my neck unfurl and stand on edge. He's awoken from his work coma. He's ready to play. I'm silent, waiting for him to begin his round of questions. I've worked for him in this marketing firm for several weeks now and I know what's in store. "Have you sharpened all my pencils?"

"Yes," I reply, though I know he only uses black ballpoint pens. He steps through the doorway, craning his neck to catch my big brown eyes. I turn to face Y/N, remaining still, my hands resting at the hem of my pinstriped skirt. "Cleaned the coffee pot?" "Yes." Several times. But I'll do it again for good measure before I cab it home. My boss nods in approval, stepping toward me in his thousand-dollar suit, not a strand of his silky brown hair is out of place. His crystal blue eyes traveling longingly down my lithe body, mentally popping the buttons off my cream-colored blouse. "Messages?" He drawls, motioning to me in a little circle with his sturdy index finger. It hurts to tear my eyes from his handsome face, but I do. With my back facing my handsome employer, I go over the messages for the day. "Jihyo is fine with the reschedule for tomorrow afternoon. Mr. Pang has invited you for golf on Friday..." I bite my lip, recalling the last message. "And your wife would like you to bring home some salmon filets. Three. Because you eat two." His palm moves to my nape, delicately tickling my soft-milky flesh. I exhale, my body waiting for his contact for hours. "You're a good secretary, Mina." My employer says in that silky tone as he presses up against my back, nudging his hips into my backside. I blush softly as he tilts his head and touches his thin lips to my skin from behind me. "Thank you." I murmured, closing my eyes as his mouth trails down to the trim of my top, where the fabric obstructs his view of my body. "Are you wet for me?" My boss whispers, his fingers gliding down to my waist, slowly pulling my blouse untucked from my skirt. "Y-yes." My voice quivers in my throat. I come to work wet for him. My panties typically stick to my soaked cunt lips throughout the day, as I smile and carry out my secretarial duties, pining away for his secret kiss. "Let's see..." He challenges, wrapping his arms around me, pressing his erection into my ass as his fingers grasp the hem of my skirt, bunching it up to grant himself quick access. I part my legs willingly, biting my red lips as the blonde's fingers make a preliminary pass, just brushing over my puffed cunt lips.  

"No panties today, Mina?" The surprise rings clear in his question. I can sense the smirk on his perfect lips. "No," I reply, wondering if he'll be pleased. I know his wife would never do something so naughty. That's why he likes me better. He's told me so, and I believe him. A low chuckle resonates in the back of my employer's throat. His is pleased. "Go to the couch." He instructs, releasing me. I beam, knowing I've done well. I will be rewarded. My hands move to my blouse as I go, pulling the tiny buttons free from their holes. His sapphire pools follow my movements as the blouse crinkles in my hands, peeling off my thin frame. I lift my hands to my back, unclasping my blue bra. Have I mentioned how blue has become my favorite color thanks to him? My admirer shifts his weight from left to right, the tent in his pants apparent as he watches me undress. I discard my bra, dropping it by the foot of the couch, turning toward him so he can see my pert nipples screaming out from my small breasts.

"Open." He hisses, clenching his fists at his sides, beckoning me to finish undressing quickly. I give a slight nod and my cheeks bloom with new heat. My fingers work quickly to push my skirt down, exposing my bare sex for my boss's pleasure. I push my heels off but before I can roll down my knee socks, he's in front of me, grasping my hips, lowering me back on the forest green leather couch in the reception area.

I'm naked, except for my black knee socks. He's fully clothed and sporting a raging hard-on. I know what happens now. I part my legs for him happily, watching with delight as he first devours me with his beautiful eyes, then he licks his lips. I squirm, anticipating the sumptuous lick of his tongue. He grasps my thighs and he sinks to his knees, the pleats coming out of his expensive suit for the righteous cause of eating out his naughty secretary. The powerful executive runs his thick index finger between my damp lips, sending a shiver down my exposed back. The couch wheezes as I lean back on my elbows, pushing my hips toward him.

"I might just give you a raise." He teases, parting my fattened lips, leaning his face in and pressing his tongue flat against my wet flesh. A moan shakes free from my lips. He flicks his tongue against my soaked pink folds, then pushes into my shiny slit, fucking me slowly with as much of its length as he can fit. His eyes lock onto mine and I whimper for more. His thumb presses firmly to my clit, nudging it back and forth as his tongue wriggles between my hot walls. The phone jingles. It's most likely his wife, asking for the whereabouts of him and her fish filets. My boss grunts against my wet core, making me whine, pushing his tongue in and out of me more rapidly. I can't help myself now, writhing against his face, I reach for him and grasp two thick tufts of his flaxen hair. He groans into me, licking and sucking my tender flesh, my sweet juices glossing his lips, tongue, and chin. I wish he would let me satisfy him in return, but I know he won't. It's his thing. Getting me off, making me cry with pleasure, tasting my dripping cunt. Best employee benefits package I've ever gotten, even if my employer is a bit anal-retentive. He eases two fingers into my tight hole and I moan loudly, pulling his mouth flush to my aching clit. The ficus is wilting in the corner, I notice briefly, but I don't care. I'll have it replaced by morning. He doesn't bother to mention either, knowing I'll take care of it. Like a good little secretary. The teasing man's fingers bang inside my squeezing walls as his tongue swirls over my pink clit, his teeth lightly pulling on it. My thighs tremble. I can't lie still anymore, the pressure building within my glistening cunt intensifying from his efforts. My chest rises and falls before his watchful eyes and he reaches up with his free hand, squeezing my breast in his warm palm. "Uhh," I breathe out shakily, grasping his hair tight, arching my back off the green couch, bucking into my boss's face. 

His rough tongue lashes up against my swollen bud and he commands me with a husky voice, "Come." That's all it takes. I whimper and my head falls back, my hair slipping from the pins I've used to secure in place. My dark hair sprawls free over my naked shoulders and my abdomen flexes rapidly. My walls clench tightly around his probing fingers and tongue. They spasm hard and I cum for him, bathing his slick mouth with my precious nectar. He laps up every drop, pressing his nose against my clit, inhaling me deeply. My body shivers, sagging into the couch. He kisses my inner thighs softly. And it's over. I'm panting for him, my office god, but he pulls away, smoothing his palm over his thinly-veiled erection. "Good work today, Mina." He murmurs, lifting his hand to run his fingers through his silky hair. The diligent executive adjusts his tie and nods at me, his eyes roving up from my spent frame to finally settle on my eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow." He turns on his polished heel without another word, retreating into his office to gather his things.

I take another moment to compose myself and get up. My legs wobble, the warmth of my orgasm trickles down my thigh. I smile to myself, pulling my clothes together. I get dressed and I hobble to the reception desk and pen a note to myself: "Replace ficus." I wash the coffee pot, my clit still tingling. He leaves from the back door, I leave through the front. I continue to wait for my raise.

Delivery Guy (Sana x Male Reader)

Sana scanned her bare apartment, feeling a bit overwhelmed. It's been nearly a month since she and her fiance had decided to call it quits and she was finally starting fresh. The first step in reclaiming her independence was getting her own place and here she was, right in the middle of it. There were boxes of all sizes lining the walls, waiting to be unpacked, and she had no clue where to start. She ran her fingers through her silky blonde hair, sighing as the silky locks slipped back into place almost immediately after. Shaking her head at herself, she shuffled toward the kitchen, determined to be productive. She would officially start moving in by putting her dishes away, then she'd work her way through the rest of the place. After unpacking her dishware, then all of her pots and pans, Sana glanced down at her watch, realizing that her delivery guy was running a bit late. She'd ordered a dining room set the week before and it was scheduled to arrive at her apartment nearly 20 minutes ago. Reaching into the back pocket of her jeans, she grabbed her cell phone and the mover's business card. Leaning against her kitchen counter, she punched in the number and waited for an answer.

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The sound of his company cell ringing in his pocket pulled a exasperated sigh from Y/N's lips. He knew it had to be the customer that was waiting for him to arrive with her new dining room set. He figured she was some impatient senior citizen wanting to nag about his tardiness. He pulled the cell from his pocket, hitting the end button. He was only 5 minutes away and he wasn't in the mood for frustrating phone calls. He wasn't even supposed to be delivering this furniture but one of his drivers called in sick and Y/N was the only one in the warehouse to run the shipment. He didn't mind the grunt work of delivery, it was just he had other things to do. This business was his baby and he had put every single penny he had into getting it off the ground. If delivering a table and some chairs was going to keep things running smoothly, Y/N was not going to complain...much. He reached the apartment complex and pulled the big truck into a parking spot. He reached for his cap, tugging it over his brown locks, he swung the door open and headed up to the apartment of one Sana Minatozaki. He knocked on the door, resting his hands on his hips as he waited for his customer to start chewing his ear off.

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Sana did a double take when she heard the beep on her phone, indicating a dropped call. She frowned at the blank screen, assuming the lazy delivery guy purposely ignored her call. She wouldn't bother calling back, but she'd definitely give him a piece of her mind when he showed up. She tucked her cell back into her jean's pocket and continue unpacking kitchen stuff until she heard a knock at the apartment door. "Finally," She grumbled, pushing a box of pantry items to the side as she headed out of the kitchen. Reaching the entryway, she unlocked the top latch on the door and twisted the knob, pulling it open. She opened her mouth to reprimand the delivery guy for being 30 minutes late and being unprofessional for snubbing her phone call, but when she laid eyes on the attractive man in her doorway she couldn't speak. She could see that he was incredibly built, even through his casual fitting clothes. The dark scruff on his strong jaw and his big brown eyes made her melt. His shaggy dark hair, sticking out underneath his baseball cap just begged for her fingers to run through it. He was certainly a hunk of delicious eye candy for a girl who hadn't had sex in over a month. "You're...the delivery guy?" She choked out, catching herself staring.

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Y/N was almost more that positive his jaw dropped to the floor when he saw her. She was definitely not what he was expecting. "Uh...yeah...yes ma'am. I am." He rambled as he soaked in the sight of the exotic beauty standing in the doorway. Long smooth blonde hair that he wanted to grab a chunk of and pull tight between his knuckles. Soft brown eyes that pulled you right in and lips that made his cock involuntarily twitch in his snug jeans. Her body was just as perfect as her face. Long, lean, small curves in all the right places and legs that could make any man turn to mush. He snapped his attention back to the job at hand. As stunning and she was, Y/N had to remember to stay professional. "Sorry I was late...traffic." He pulled off his cap, running his thick hand through his hair. "Well I have your dining room set. Would you mind showing me where you want it? Uh...I mean the set. Where you want the set." He rubbed the back of his neck as he could feel his cheeks grow hot.

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Sana wasn't blind, she could see that Y/N was staring right back at her the same way she was just staring at him. Her cheeks grew slightly warmer under the roving heat of his coffee hued eyes. Suddenly, she'd completely forgotten about him being so late with her furniture. It didn't matter one bit. When he pulled off his cap, weaving his fingers through his lush dark hair, she nearly swooned. She shoved her hands into the front pockets of her jeans, simply to resist touching his unruly mane. "It's fine." She said, watching the veins in his muscular forearms pulse under his flesh as he moved his arms. "I'm glad you're here...to deliver the sex...set. The set." She corrected herself abruptly, her face glowing crimson over her slip up. She glanced down at the floor, hoping she hadn't actually mispoke like that out loud. When she looked back up at him, all she could think about was how his scratchy stubble would feel grazing the smooth skin of her inner thigh, how the warmth of his full lips touching her pink flesh would set her whole body quivering with heat. She cleared her throat, turning on her heels, "I'll just uh, show you where I want it, okay?" She bit her lip, leading the way to the vacant dining room.

-

Y/N could have sworn his eyes popped out if sockets when she flubbed her words and suggested he was delivering sex. With the beautiful woman before him, he almost wished he was. He had a feeling she was a frisky little thing in the bedroom. "Seems we both have a way with words." He smirked, admiring the deep pink hue her cheeks. He roamed over her even more when her eyes glanced to the floor. She had to have had a boyfriend. No woman this stunning would be living on her own and without a man in her life. Whoever the guy was that had claim over her was one lucky man. He watched her closely as she started walking into the apartment. He licked his bottom lip as her ass swayed in front of him, taunting him to reach out and give it a good smack. Y/N pulled his eyes from her perfect ass and casually glanced around the apartment. "Nice place." He stuffed the bill of his cap into the back of his jean pocket, following her to the location of where she wanted him to set up her new furniture.

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Judging by the way Y/N's eyes bulged in his head when she'd accidentally said sex instead of set, Sana could most definitely assume he'd heard her. When he smirked at her, basically calling her out on it, her cheek burned hot with embarrassment. "I just...I'm a bit scrambled." She lamely defended herself, shuffling toward the dining room with Y/N not too far behind. She turned to face the handsome delivery guy when they reached the archway. "Thanks. I recently broke up with my fiancee..." She exhaled, pulling her blonde hair off her neck to drape around her shoulder, absent-mindedly running her fingers through it. "So, I wanted a fresh start. New place, new ...everything." Leaning into the doorframe, her eyes grew fixed on Y/N's. His body was that of an Adonis - she had zero doubts in her mind that he knew how to leave a girl satisfied. She didn't want to cross any professional lines, nor come off as desperate, but damn, he was absolutely sexually appealing. "The set would go in there..." She said, pointing in the general area of the room, unable to break eye contact. "Is there anyone here with you? To help you bring stuff in?"

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"I'm sorry to hear that." He gave his head a slight bow, giving her a small yet reassuring smile. He did feel bad about what she had told him. The other part of him though was partially thrilled to know she was available. He didn't plan on acting on the thoughts in his head, but knowing she was single helped erased any guilt from his mind. Those big brown eyes of her were burning holes into his fit physique. He took pride in his body. Watching a women's reaction to his size was always a way to tell him who could really handle all he had to offer. Sana's reaction told him she could take quite a bit of what he was dying to dole out. He shrugged casually, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm not actually a delivery guy. I own this business. One of my drivers called in sick and I was the only person around to make your delivery." He took a few steps towards, reaching close enough to just catch the scent of her perfume. "I can handle your set. I'm good with lifting things." He grinned big, letting his eyes rest on the supple curve on her hip.

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"Oh." Sana smiled softly, lightly shaking her head. "Things just didn't work out between us. Don't be sorry." She found it endearing that Y/N seemed so concerned about her situation. His smile made her a bit weak in the knees, and his body made her have the most impure thoughts. She wondered if he had a girlfriend or a wife; she couldn't imagine there wasn't some woman out there lusting after him. When he crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles rippled underneath his t-shirt. Her teeth tugged at her bottom lip instinctively, drinking in the teasing sight. "You own it–oh." She pulled her eyes from his sturdy arms, locking onto his deliciously masculine face. "Well, thanks for coming then....on short notice and everything," She breathed, her voice trailing off as he moved closer to her, ensnaring her in his sexy orbit. "I bet you're really good at lifting things..." She sighed wistfully, looking up into Y/N's rich brown orbs. "I'm Sana, by the way."

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He casually shrugged, scooting a hair closer to her. "It's part of the job. A little grunt work keeps me humble." Y/N teased, flashing her a playful wink. He reached out, boldly taking her hand to meet his soft, full lips. He kissed her warm skin gently, rubbing his thumb over her wrist before letting it go. "I'm Y/N ." He grinned, unable to stop staring at her exotic features. All he could think about was giving her bottom lip a hard tug between his teeth. "Uh, I guess I'll just bring your stuff in and then I can get to work setting it up." He very reluctantly walked away from her, heading out her front door. When he walked out the door, Y/N had to move around the thick bulge in his jeans. Just looking at her was getting him a little hard. He sighed to himself, walking over to the truck, mentally telling himself to remain professional. She was stunning and had a body that was made to drive a man crazy, but she was a client and he knew that was a boundary he couldn't cross. He lifted the lock off the back of the truck, sliding it up as he climbed into it. He reached for the the top of the table, sliding it over then jumping out to grab it from the truck. He hoisted the top into his massive arms, grunting deep as the weight pushed on his limbs. He walked through the entryway, going straight for where she wanted it set up. "So..." He carefully lowered the top of the table to the floor. "You live here alone?"

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When Y/N moved toward her, Sana leaned against the living room doorway. The hard wood pressed into the center of her back, but she barely felt it. She was too engrossed in Y/N's sexy features and his deep, gravelly voice to notice. "Humble is good." She smiled softly, her heart fluttering inside her chest when he lifted her hand to his mouth, gently kissing the back of her hand. His lips were so warm and his stubble so rough in contrast with her smooth skin. "Nice to...meet you." She sighed, her light brown skin warming all over as he rubbed her wrist. She glanced down at the floor, anxiously biting her lip as the heat of desire spread between her tanned thighs. "Okay, yeah. That sounds good." She murmured, letting Y/N walk away to attend to his job. She couldn't help but tilt her head, sneaking a peek at the way he filled his jeans. Ugh, he was so perfect. Rubbing the back of her neck, she willed herself to stop gaping at this man like he was some piece of meat. He was only here to deliver her furniture; that was all. It didn't take him long to return to her apartment with the first piece of furniture. Her eyes automatically scanned the outline of his muscles as he approached. It wasn't a crime to look. Was it? She folded her arms over her chest, nodding to his question. "Yes. I'm here by myself...just me." She wondered what it'd be like to wake up next to Y/N in the morning. She got the feeling that neither of them would be doing much sleeping if she did manage to get him into bed. "Um, can I get you anything? Water? Something to eat?" She offered, trying to distract herself.

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"Just you?" He looked at her almost dumbfounded. How could such a sexy little number like Sana have no man in her life. It just didn't make sense, but it didn't stop the grin that crept over his lips. "I'm on my own too." He stood up, stretching his muscular arms. "Been that way for about 6 months now. Business keeps me busy." He sighed in defeat, rubbing his hand over the back of his thick neck. It had been awhile since he was in a real relationship and it had also been quite a bit of time since he had made love to a woman. His job sucked up most of his time and not many women understood why he was so devoted to making his business work. Sana would be the perfect women to break that dry spell. If only she wasn't a a customer. He could think of a few things he wanted. Sana on her kitchen counter with her legs around his head, Sana against a wall while he pumped his cock inside her. Y/N cleared his throat, feeling his skin grow hot. "Water would be great. It's uh....hot today." He licked his lips, trying his best to stop his eyes from scanning every little curve her body had to offer.

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"Yeah. Just me." She repeated, watching his sensuous lips curve up at the corners, as if he was satisfied in some way by the knowledge that she was single and living independently. When he stretched his arms, his t-shirt untucked from his jeans, briefly exposing a strip of his stomach to grant her a peek at the beginning of his happy trail. She smiled to herself at the sight and even more so when he explained that he was also single and had been for a while. She admired him for putting so much effort into his work and it kind of excited to her to think that just maybe she could be the one to get his mind off of it for just one afternoon. He deserved to take a break, to enjoy himself. She wished she could read his thoughts, then she'd know how to proceed. When he cleared his throat and asked for water, she almost didn't want to leave his side. She was perfectly content to bask in his hotness for as long as possible. "Definitely hot. I'll get you some ice water." She smiled, tearing herself away to head to the kitchen. Shuffling into the kitchen, she grabbed a glass from the cabinet, rinsed it out and filled it with ice from the freezer then water. On her way out of the room, she pushed the ice button once more and let an ice cube fall into her palm. Clasping her fingers around it, she popped the piece of ice into her mouth to suck on. "Here, Y/N ." She murmured, offering him the glass. If she didn't occupy herself elsewhere, she swore she might just jump the sexy man. "If it's alright..." She paused, shifting the cube in her mouth, the coldness numbing her cheek. "I'm going to jump in the shower. I shouldn't be too long."

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The way her ass swayed from side to side when she walked away from him made Y/N's mouth water. He wanted to grab a firm handful of her sweet round ass and give both cheeks a hard squeeze. If he didn't stop having these impure thoughts about her soon, the hard on in his jeans was going to become noticeable to the lovely Sana. He was sure he could control his thoughts until he saw the ice cube between her full lips. He rubbed his scruffy jawline, thinking about those beautiful lips wrapped around his cock, sucking on it like she was sucking on that ice cube. "Oh....thanks." He reached for the glass, flicking his eyes to her's briefly when their fingers brushed. Her skin was so damn warm. He wondered how warm it was between her thighs. He shook his head, taking a long swallow of the icey drink, hoping it would cool him down. Y/N tried to listen to her words but he couldn't keep his eyes off her alluring mouth. "Of course it's alright." He smiled, wishing he could jump right into that shower with her. "Take your time. Might take me a few to get the table put together. Besides hot and slow showers are the best...I think." He held her eyes, tightening his grip on the drink in his large hands.

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"You're welcome." She replied, exhaling softly as their fingers brushed when she passed the glass of water to him. She wanted so badly to be closer to him, to have him pull her against his masculine body and ravage her, but it seemed he was holding back. He was attempting to be professional perhaps. Or maybe he just wasn't interested like she was in him. She wasn't sure. So she'd play it cool too...at least for now. Sana smiled when Y/N encouraged her to enjoy her shower. His dark eyes fixed on hers, piercing right through her, making her hesitant to leave the room. "As long as it's hot, I'm happy," She breathed, lingering for a moment longer before turning on her heel to strut down the hall toward the bathroom. The closer she got to the bathroom, the more she started to hope he'd follow her, insist that he needed to have her. But this wasn't some kind of porno, that sort of thing never really happened. She tried to shake the thought from her head as she closed the bathroom door behind her and began to undress. As she leaned over the tub to turn the water on, she couldn't get Y/N's sexiness out of her mind. Heat bloomed between her legs as she pulled the shower curtain closed, stepping underneath the stream of hot water. She let her hand drift down over her body as the water beat against her bare skin. A soft moan escaped her lips as she touched the sensitive flesh between her thighs. He'd said she could take her time. He didn't have to know what she was up to...

Every second he worked on Sana's dining room table, all he could think about was how her body looked covered with millions of sudsy bubbles, running down her bare dark skin. To try and push the lusty thoughts away, Y/N focused completely on the job at hand. He grabbed the rest of the parts for the table and buckled his tool around his hips. She was obviously enjoying her shower because she was in there for some time. He swore he thought he heard a soft moan or two, drifting down the hallway, trying to lure him into the steamy bathroom. He worked faster on the table. Being trapped in this apartment with a beautiful, naked and wet women only a few steps away from him, wasn't doing any good for his usual strong willpower. Y/N had a few briefs moments where he considered walking right down the hallway, busting the door open and taking her up against the shower wall. His cock was aching under his jeans, twitching about with every dirty thought that managed it's way into his mind. If he got the table done, he could be ready to leave when she got out. He'd have her sign some papers and he would be on his way, fleeing before his body took over and his mind gave up on trying to deny what he so badly wanted.

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Sana closed her eyes, frantically working her fingers between her light brown legs. Fantasizing about Y/N's hands in the place of hers was driving her wild, exciting her more than she thought was possible. She bit her lip, attempting to muffle her increasingly loud moans, remembering that Y/N wasn't too far away. Grasping her warm breast with her free hand, her incredibly stiff nipple poked into her soft palm. Her breaths came out in erratic pants, the faster she worked her fingers over her slick clit, bringing herself to the brink of bliss. "Mmm," She mewed, sinking against the shower wall, squeezing her thighs around her hand as a sweet, burst of heat flooded through her core. She opened her eyes, looking up toward the ceiling, her legs shaking, and her fingers slippery with her juices. She smiled to herself as she caught her breath, pleased with the secret orgasm that she owed entirely to Y/N , even if he didn't know it. When she could stand firmly, she soaped herself up and rinsed clean, finishing up her shower before the hot water was depleted. She grabbed her silk bathrobe and wrapped it around her wet body, tying the belt loosely around her waist. It was probably a naughty thing to do, walking out of her bathroom, nearly naked, but she wanted to check in on Y/N to see what progress he'd made, and perhaps see if he was interested in something other than her furniture. She was still riding the high of what she'd done in the shower and she was feeling bold. "Took a little longer than I thought. How're things going in here?" She called, sauntering down the hallway, her blonde hair dripping down her back.

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He was nearly finished with the table when he heard her sexy voice, calling out to him. He couldn't help but think how amazing of a sound that would be to come home to on a daily basis. If he had a woman like Sana, he would devote himself to keeping her satisfied, by any means necessary. "I'm just about done, so I should be out of your hair so...." Y/N lifted his eyes to see her walking into the dining room. He didn't think she could look any better than when he first saw her, but now, dripping wet and covered by a flimsy robe, Y/N couldn't remember the last time he had seen something so naturally sexy and beautiful. The silky fabric hugged her pointed nipples, only making her nakedness that much more obvious. Small drops of water were still running down her smooth legs, making him want to lick the droplets right off her coffee colored skin. "I...uh..." He fumbled his words as the screwdriver fell from his hands, hitting the floor with a hard thud. "Sorry...." He pulled his eyes away from her luscious body, scooping up the screwdriver from the floor. "I'm just about done. Just have to screw you...screw one more table leg in." He licked his lips,using every ounce of will power to avoid his eyes from the wet temptress.

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Sana grinned the moment Y/N laid eyes on her, his sentence trailing off as if she'd made him lose his train of thought entirely. She was pleased with herself, watching as his eyes drifted down the length of her thin robe. There was no way he could ignore the seductive call of her body like this, she was certain. "...Yes?" She tilted her head slightly, stepping in through the living room doorway, inching closer to the burly man as he stuttered. She bit her lip, stifling a soft giggle when he dropped his tool, clearly a bit flustered. His little slip up made her blush, but also brought a brighter grin to her lips. Apparently she wasn't the only one thinking about sex right now. "I hope you don't rush off after..." She said, moving in front of him, gently grazing his forearm with her fingertips. "I'd like to give you a tip...for all your hard work."

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The look in her eye said it all. The sexual attraction was clearly on both sides here and Sana was the one to make the fact known. As she moved closer, Y/N's deep brown eyes kept moving further and further away from the table, gravitating towards the beautiful woman walking closer to him. He could smell the flowery, clean scent of her shampoo, coming off her wavy golden hair. "I don't have to rush, but... " Again she left him speechless when her fingers brushed over his arm. The simple touch made his body bloom with heat. He could feel his hands twitching to cup her face and pull her hard to his lips, kissing her like she belonged to him. He swallowed hard when she laid out her offer for a "tip". He wasn't blind or an idiot. She was offering sex. Plain and simple. Her bold move was an absolute turn on and it only made him want her that much more, but she was a client. A paying customer for the business he owned. How would that look if word got around? "Sana, I'm flattered...it's just..." He couldn't stop looking at her sensuous mouth "You're a customer. I'm the owner...I can't."

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Sana grew hopeful as Y/N gradually turned his head to set his eyes on her. His skin felt warm underneath her fingertips as she touched his muscular forearm. She could see that he was trying really hard to stay professional, despite what they clearly both desired. She wanted him to let go of his restraint so badly. Perhaps, he just needed a little nudge in the right direction. "I thought customer satisfaction was important to you," She teased, locking eyes with him, moving closer to his fit body. His delicious cologne filled her nose. "I want you..." She purred, lowering her hand over his hard abs, guiding her fingers down toward the front of his jeans. Tracing her fingernails over his fly, she batted her long lashes at the hesitant man. "Can you really tell me, you don't want me?"

-

He couldn't help but awkwardly chuckle at her comment about customer satisfaction. He wanted nothing more than to satisfy her properly, until her whole body was trembling for his touch. He remained still as a statue when she moved even closer. "I want you too..." He replied in a husky whisper, unable to even try to deny that there was a strong attraction growing between them. He exhaled softly when she ran her manicured nails down the hard ridges of his torso. He wanted those nails digging into his hips and back while he thrusted deep inside her. He groaned quietly watching her full lashes flutter. "I think it's obvious what I want." Y/N had to shift a bit in his jeans as his erection pressed tight against his zipper. "You are so...God damn beautiful." He sighed, placing his hands on the side of her arms, squeezing firmly to her lithe limbs. "But I can't. I'm so sorry. I just can't." He pressed his fingertips into her skin one more time before dropping his arms to his sides. "I should go. You won't be charged for this and I'll send someone out in a few hours to finish this thing properly." He gathered his tools, tucking his cap back over is thick mane. He couldn't believe he was walking away from her. He felt a sense of regret clawing at his gut as he rose to his feet, staring right into her soft brown eyes. "Goodbye, Sana. I'm sorry...again." He shook his head, heading for the door before the look on her face flooded him with guilt.

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An eltrical charge surged through Sana's light brown body, making her stiff nipples throb against the thin material of her robe. She could hear the lust dripping in Y/N's breathy reply. She smiled knowingly, glad that he could admit the mutual attraction between them. It'd been there since they first laid eyes on each other. She sighed to herself, feeling the thick outline of his manhood through the rough fabric of his jeans. He was hard against her palm. She grinned when he called her beautiful with such vigor. Her fingertips nudged the zipper on his pants as he began to speak again, taking hold of her arms. She looked at him, confused, unable to move further in undoing his denims. She couldn't understand. Everything seemed to be going right. "Oh." She frowned, feeling incredibly foolish when he rejected her. She folded her arms over her chest, letting him pull away. "I'm sorry...I just thought—" She trailed off, figuring it didn't much matter now. She'd thrown herself at him quite enough for one afternoon. She was truly disappointed and she couldn't help but look it.

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He made it to the door, his hand clenching tight to the doorknob. He kept telling himself not to look back. If he could make it out the door without taking one more glance at her, Y/N should be alright. When he heard her words trail into a sigh of disappointment, he glanced over his shoulder, frowning deep seeing the look in her eyes. He opened his mouth to say sorry again, but instead he yanked the door open, forcing himself out the door. He closed it shut behind him, pressing his back against the frame. What was he doing? What did he just seriously walk away from? He closed his eyes, rubbing his palms up and down his bristly face. His cock throbbed almost painfully in his boxer-briefs, aching to be free and buried between her legs. He could've had that moment. For a brief amount of time she could have been all his. Had he really let his business take up so much of his life that he would deny the offer to sleep with a gorgeous woman? "Fuck it." He growled, leaning up from the door, turning around to face it. If she was a saint, Sana would let him show her the way a woman should be pleasured. He knocked on the door, placing his hands on both sides on the frame as he waited for her to answer.

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Sana rubbed her temples, leaning heavily into the dining room wall. She felt completely deflated, and she hated that one man, whom she barely knew could make her feel that way. All because he didn't want to cross a line, even though they both wanted to. She had just wanted to have a little fun. Now she felt a twinge of guilty for putting Y/N in such an awkward position. What a stupid thing to do, she scolded herself. She shuffled out into the hall, hearing a knock at her front door. Furrowing her brows, she made her way to the apartment entryway, unsure of who it could be other than Y/N , though she didn't know why he might be back so soon. She unlocked the door and sighed softly, gazing upon his masculine features once more. "Y/N ?" She questioned, making an effort at modesty for his sake, gripping her robe around her a bit tighter. "Did you...forget something?"

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Y/N watched her reaction carefully when she opened the door. He didn't miss the sigh that left her lips when she saw him standing in her doorway. His jaw clenched a bit when she pulled her robe tighter around her still wet body, hugging her curves even more than before. The question was more loaded than she realized. He sure as hell did forget something and she was standing only an arm's length away. "Yeah...I did." He unbuckled his tool belt from his waist, letting it drop to the welcome mat outside her door. He tossed his hat inside her house as he walked past the door, cupping his hands to the side of her neck and pulling her up to meet his full lips. He deepened the kiss, gently probing his tongue past her lips, brushing the tip against her warm tongue. His hands skimmed down her neck, running over her shoulders, traveling down the side of her breasts before resting them firmly on her soft hips. He grunted softly against her mouth, lifting her easily off the ground and wrapping her legs around his waist. He broke the kiss, kicking the door closed behind him. "Is it too late for that tip?" He grinned, kissing the side of her throat. The warmth from her wet cunt pressed against his shirt, wetting the fabric with her excited arousal.

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Before she could ask what it was that Y/N had forgotten, he'd unfastened his toolbelt and tossed his cap into the apartment, stepping into the doorway. Sana's lips parted in an amused grin at his spontaneous movements, an excited shiver running down the length of her spine in anticipation of what he might do next. A soft gasp left her lips when his fingers clasped around the sides of her neck, pulling her tight to his body. Her skin felt afire instantly. When his lips crushed hers in a passionate kiss, Sana grew momentarily light-headed. She happily welcomed his probing tongue into her mouth, moaning softly as his strong hands roamed her slender frame. She wanted nothing more than to have Y/N's hands and lips all over her, touching her, tasting her to his heart's content. She wrapped her arms around his neck, instinctively securing herself in his grasp when he hoisted her up against his hips. She giggled against Y/N's lips, hearing the apartment door swing shut behind them. "Mm," Sana tilted her head to the side, offering her neck to the teasing assault Y/N's hot lips, sliding her fingers through his dark hair. "That tip's all yours." She sighed, feeling her bare cunt come into contact with Y/N's stomach through his t-shirt. "...if you want it."

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"I want it...and I'm not leaving again this time." He sighed against her skin, walking her back towards her kitchen. His teeth bit down gently on her flushed neck, sucking hard as his tongue lapped over her flesh. His hand slid up into the back of her hair, wrapping the thick tresses around his knuckles, just like he had imagined earlier. He carried her towards the kitchen counter, easing her legs down his back as he pushed her ass against the surface with his sturdy hips. "I wanted to do the moment I saw you." He exhaled hotly against her lips, releasing her soft hair from his grip as his fingers pulled the ties of her robe free, pulling the fabric down past her shoulders, until it fell around her waist. Y/N leaned his chest against hers, hovering close to her mouth. He slid his hand between her hot thighs, rubbing his fingers over her wet slit. "So wet already?" He grinned, gazing deeply into her chocolate brown eyes. His thick fingers slowly rubbed up and down between her legs, teasing her puffed lips apart to brush over her slick clit.

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Sana was thrilled to hear Y/N's assurance that he wasn't planning on leaving again. He'd gotten her too turned on to do a cruel thing like that. "Good," She sighed, squeezing her legs tightly around his back, grinding her wet folds against his solid torso through his t-shirt. She moaned when his pearly whites playfully sunk into the flesh of her neck, grasping his hair firmly as he sucked on her skin. She closed her eyes as he carried her into the nearest room. "Mm." Opening her eyes when he pushed her against the kitchen counter, Sana licked her lips at the nudge of Y/N's erection against her wet heat. She locked her eyes on Y/N's as she loosened the belt to her silky robe and pushed the material off her shoulders. Her body shivered from its sudden exposure to the cold air and her nipples stood at full attention. Biting her lip as the sexy delivery man pressed his hot body into hers, Sana instinctively parted her legs to him. She grinned as his hard chest pressed to her smooth breasts, grazing her stiff nipples. "Uhh," She groaned against his warm lips, feeling his hand travel between her legs, teasingly touching her sensitive sex. "I thought about you...in the shower," She confessed, moving her hands behind her to grip the counter ledge.

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"Oh, you did? Y/N nipped at her bottom lip, grinning bright when he heard she thought about him in the shower. That was what was keeping her so long. She was getting herself off at the mere thought of him. He could only imagine how hard she would get off when he actually touched her. He pushed his thumb down hard on her throbbing clit, rubbing the dark pink nub in slow teasing circles. "Tell me, Sana...." He kissed the corner of her jawline, reaching up with his free hand to squeeze firmly to one of her beautiful bare breasts. He groaned against her neck as he toyed with her hard buds between his fingers, working his thumb quicker over her clit. "What did you think about?" His mouth moved down to her collarbone, trailing down and wrapping his full lips around her nipple, tugging it playfully between his teeth. He slowly traveled his lips lower down her torso as he dropped to his knees. "What did you think about me doing to you?" He growled against her hips, rubbing her clit harder, he moved his mouth right in front of her hot cunt. His tongue flicked out, grazing it over her damp slit. "Mmm." He licked his lips, savoring the sweet taste of her juices.

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"Y-yes," Sana exhaled, leaning her her ass into the brand new marble of the kitchen counter as Y/N pressed more firmly on her clit. Her cheeks burned as the truth lingered in the air between them. She'd masturbated to the thought of him and now he knew it. She gripped the counter edge harder, trying in vain to sink her nails into the solid surface to keep her balance. She shuddered as he breathed hotly against her face, kissing down her jaw, wrapping his rough fingers around her breast. She moaned softly, squirming against the quickened motion of his fingers between her legs. She struggled to make sense of his teasing questions as her mind raced. "I...I imagined y-your hands touching me..." She whimpered, watching with great anticipation as he sunk to his knees, his lips leaving warm, wet spots on her naked body. When he growled against her hips, her body flushed with heat and she pulled her hand from the counter to grasp his shoulder, digging her fingernails into his bicep. "Uh...I thought about you rubbing my pussy," She moaned, her thighs clenching as his warm tongue brushed over her sensitive bud. "...with your thick fingers...making me cum.

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Listening to her moan what she had thought about while she took her naughty shower, made Y/N's cock twitch hard in his boxers. He grunted deep in his chest when her fingernails dug hard into his thick muscle. She could get as rough as she wanted with him. He'd wear every mark on his body with nothing but pride. His eyes drank in the erotic sight of the naked women, writhing above him, her supple breasts rising up and down with her panted breaths. His calloused thumb was still rubbing her damp clit in fast, vigorous circles. He didn't want to stop as he watched her glistening arousal glaze over her warm folds. "Just my fingers." He grinned, leaning close to breath hotly over her cunt. His tongue licked both sides of her puffy lips. "Nothing else?" He sighed as he slipped a thick digit into her tight hole. "Fuck..." He groaned as the snug heat of her sex, wrapped around his probing finger. He slowed the rough circles on her clit, now taking his time to push the swollen bud back and forth while he thrust his finger deep into her slick tunnel. "This is all you want?" He kissed the lips of her cunt, aching to thrust his tongue into her sweet snatch.

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Sana trembled under the rough touch of Y/N's fingers as they brushed her soft cunt lips and teased her throbbing clit. She gripped his arm harder than she meant to, closing her coffee brown eyes as the intensifying sensations of pleasure enveloped her naked body. She could feel her arousal seeping out from between her thighs, slowly trailing down the inside of her legs. "Ooh," She whimpered, her knees quivering when Y/N's hot tongue passed over both of her pussy lips, leaving them wet with a mixture of her of excitement and his saliva. Her thoughts frantically muddled together the more he teased her cunt. Her eyes popped open in pleasant surprise as he slowly pushed his finger inside of her. "Mmm." She licked her lips, retracting her nails from his thick bicep and weaving her fingers into the back of Y/N's jet black hair. "I...uh..." She stammered as he thrust his digit within her tight tunnel, tugging on his locks to bring his mouth deeper between her legs. "I want...your fingers...your tongue...your cock. Everything." She moaned, eagerly arching her pelvis to his face.

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He smiled wide against her soft flesh. "You'll get it all, Sana, Anything you want." He sighed, pulling his thrusting digit from her cunt, Y/N ran his hand down her thigh, hooking it under her knee. "Hold onto me." He replied in low, ordering tone as he lifted her leg over his shoulder. His right hand pressed hard into her supple thigh, using his left hand, he parted her slick folds apart, dragging his tongue flat over her perfect little clit. "Mmm." A low growl vibrated against the sensitive nub as her sweet nectar coated his tongue. He moved his hand from her pussy, roughly grabbing her hip and pulling her closer. His mouth was buried between her plump lips, sucking on her pink clit and thrusting his tongue as deep as he could into her dripping sex. He could live between this woman's legs. She tasted like heaven and the sounds coming past her sinful mouth was even better. He wanted her screaming his name, begging for him to make her cum. Sucking harder on her throbbing nub, he swore to himself that he wouldn't stop until Sana was shaking.

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Sana moaned softly as Y/N vowed to give her everything he had, breathing hotly against her wet snatch. She whined when he withdrew his finger from inside her snug cunt, leaving her craving to be filled once more. Sana nodded submissively, removing her hand from the counter to grasp tightly to Y/N - one hand on his thick bicep, the other firmly holding onto his dark hair. She bit her lip as he tugged her hips closer to his stubbled face, feeling his rough fingers part her slick cunt lips to gain full access to her plump bud. She tilted her head back, exhaling with pleasure as his tongue brushed over her aching clit. When he tugged her closer still, she giggled, turned on by his gruffness. "Oh Y/N ....yeah, that's so good," Sana moaned, only able squirm and press her nails into Y/N's arm as she enjoyed the vigorous assault of his hot mouth on her wet pussy. She quivered as he sucked and darted his tongue into her hot hole, showing no signs of letting up. "Fuck....make me cum," She cried, grinding her cunt into Y/N's handsome face, her whole body flooding with heat the harder he worked her pussy.

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He loved the feeling of her writhing body, grinding hard against his mouth. Her hands dug hard into his arm and scalp, making him growl roughly against her cunt lips. Her laugh was sweet and sexy, just like every other inch of her. A man could only be so lucky to have Sana all to their own, ravishing her body and making her shake with desire. He nuzzled his face deeper between her legs, sucking on her succulent folds then thrusting his tongue back into her slick pussy. His fingertips were pressed hard into her soft skin, kneading the smooth flesh between his fingers. He moved his mouth over her wet clit, vigorously flicking his tongue back and forth over the throbbing nub. His eyes looked up to watch the sexual expressions play over her exotic face. He moved his hand, that was holding her hip, and splayed his fingers over one of her warm globes, tweaking her hard nipple between his fingers. He grazed his teeth over clit, exhaling hotly against her cunt as he wrapped his lips and tongue around her clit again, sucking hard and fast. He wanted to taste her hot release, feel it hit his lips and lap over his tongue, savoring her hot sex until every drop was licked from her tight hole.

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"Uhh!" Sana cried out to the ceiling, her thighs shaking as Y/N growled into her the flesh between her legs, sending pleasant vibrations through her pussy. She'd never had a man eat her out so enthusiastically before - like he was a lust-crazed animal and the only thing that would satiate him was her cum. She was loving every minute of it, squirming with unparalleled delight. Even her ex-fiancee had never driven her this crazy, despite his best efforts. "Mmm." She moaned, pulling at a thick tuft of his hair as she nuzzled his face into her dripping folds, fucking her with his tongue. Her breaths left in shallow pants as he teased her swollen clit, tirelessly flitting it back and forth. When she looked back down at him, she saw that he'd been watching her and she instantly quivered. It was so erotic to have his desirous eyes staring intensely into hers as he worked to get her off. She pushed her chest out as his warm palm circled around her heaving breast, playing with her dark pink nipples. Sana fought to keep her eyes open, but the pleasure stirring within her cunt walls was too overwhelming. "Unn...yess..." She whimpered, undulating her hips against Y/N's face as the sweet pressure built and built. Her eyes rolled back under her fluttering lids and her legs shook as her climax hit, finally releasing a hot rush of her juices all over Y/N's hungry mouth.

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Watching her trying to keep her eyes open made him smirk against her hot core. She was so damned sexy. Sana really had no idea just how alluring and desirable she was. He could feel her thighs shaking against his cheeks. She had to be close to her climax the louder she moaned, tugging hard on his thick brown hair. Y/N pinched her nipples harder, playing with both of them until they puckered into deep rosy peaks. Her hips pushed roughly into his face as she leaned her head back, closing her eyes. He sucked roughly on her throbbing clit, grinding his face between her slick folds as her whole body trembled in his grasp. Her body jerked, rushing her sweet release all over Y/N's waiting mouth. "Mmm..." He groaned, lapping up her sticky cum with his tongue. She was heaven. He pulled his head back to lick over her dripping lips, even running his tongue up her inner thigh as some of her arousal tried to run down her tan skin. His eyes flicked up to her's. "I want you so fucking bad." He sighed, unhooking her leg over his shoulder as he slowly rose to his feet. Y/N kissed her softly, sliding his hands over her ass, pulling her away from the counter, he scooped her into his arms, wrapping her shaky legs around him. "Where's your bedroom?" He grinned, already making his way into her hallway.

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Sana's heart pounded loudly in her ears as Y/N's tongue greedily ran up and down her soaked cunt lips, collecting his juicy reward. Her body quivered from head to toe, still experiencing the involuntary spasms between her thighs from the amazing orgasm he'd given her. She giggled at the tickling sensation of his stubble brushing against her soft inner thigh as he licked the lazy trail of cum dripping down her leg. "Taste good?" She sighed, loosening her grasp on Y/N's dark locks and unsinking her neatly trimmed fingernails from his bicep. The look of pure lust in his eyes as he rose to his feet told Sana that he wasn't any where near done with her. "I want you too." She confessed, moaning softly against his warm lips when they kissed. She wrapped her arms around his thick neck when he lifted her up, carrying her out of the kitchen. She was absolutely giddy with thoughts of what they would do next. Her core throbbed with need to be filled as Y/N's hard torso brushed against her sensitives folds. "To the right," She breathed, planting a trail of soft kisses down the side of his masculine jaw.

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He hugged his arms tighter around her waist as she started pressing her lips to jawline, kissing him softly with her heavenly mouth. Her dripping cunt started to leave a wet spot on his shirt as he carried her towards her bedroom. Y/N's thick cock was throbbing almost painfully under his jeans as he thought about driving his steely length deep into her tight core. He chuckled a rich laugh as he pushed her against the wall. He knew the bedroom wasn't far and he still had time to get there, but he didn't want to want another second. He gripped her tightly with one arm, moving the other to undo the button on his jeans. "Bedroom can wait a few minutes." He nipped at her bottom lip with a mischievous grin, pulling down the zipper of his pants. He yanked his jeans down over his hips, pushing his underwear down with them. His massive erection sprang forth from his boxer briefs, brushing against Sana's wet slit. He wrapped his fingers around the veiny pole, moving the smooth tip to press between her cunt lips, rubbing it slowly against her clit. "I want you...right now..."

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Sana grinned to herself, loving the deep, gravely sound of Y/N's laugh; just everything about the man screamed sex to her. A soft moan escaped her lips when he pressed her back into the hallway wall unexpectedly. Secretly, she was hoping he'd take her right on the spot, she was eager to feel him thrusting inside of her. To know that he couldn't wait until they reached her room either, sent an excited shiver down her spine. She bit her lip, glancing down to watch his hand as he quickly undid his jeans. "I can't wait for your cock," She sighed, weaving her fingers into his dark mane as his warm lips hovered over hers and his teeth playfully gripped her bottom lip. She felt his fat tip brush against her wet lips once he'd freed himself of his confining denims. She looked deeply into his brown eyes, gripping his hair tightly between her fingers, moaning as he teased her sensitive button. "Fuck me..." She urged him, slowly grinding her hips into his, her body tingling with anticipation.

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The two dirty words that left Sana's mouth was all Y/N needed to hear. He pressed the fat tip of his shaft between her slippery lips, grasping her thigh he leaned his hips back, thrusting them forward and sinking his rigid length deep within her gripping, wet walls. "Fuck...Sana..." He groaned deep against her neck, wrapping his arms around her, Y/N pumped his thick cock roughly in and out of her cunt, blazing a trail of heated kisses along her throat. She fit him like a glove, hugging every stiff ridge of his veiny shaft. His skin grew hot under his shirt the harder he rammed into her squeezing passage. He couldn't believe he almost walked away from this. From her. He couldn't remember the last time he wanted to fuck a woman so badly as he did Sana. She was a complete stranger to him, but from the moment he saw her all Y/N wanted was to make her scream his name, driving her over the edge with desire. He wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, bucking his hips into her, Y/N slid his other hand to cup the side of her neck, pulling her hard to his full lips. He kissed her deeply, sliding his fingers to wrap tightly around the warm nape of her neck. He squeezed firmly as their tongues battled together, flicking back and forth between their parted lips. "Take...off...my...shirt..." He growled, driving his stiff length into her slick pussy with each passing word.

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Sana was typically demure in the presence of a stranger, but Y/N was becoming less and less of a stranger by the moment and he was able to stir desires in her that she hadn't let surface in a long time. "Unngh!" She moaned loudly, locking her legs around Y/N's sculpted back as his thick cock eased into her snug cunt, every solid inch of his girth filling her perfectly. She trembled at the sensation of fullness between her tanned legs, tightly grasping Y/N's thick, warm nape. Her lover's warm breath on her neck made her nipples ache with stiffness. "Oh fuck," She sighed, her toes curling as Y/N began pounding her wet cunt, scratching her exposed shoulder-blades against the apartment wall with each hard thrust. "You feel so...good inside me," She gasped, her pulse racing and her skin glowing hot underneath his strong grasp. She clenched her thighs, squeezing his probing length as his warm palm clasped around the side of her neck, pulling her mouth down to his. His tongue easily overtook hers between their wet lips, but she kissed him just as fiercely, lust consuming her lithe body. There was something so animalistic, yet ...romantic in the way that Y/N handled her body, Sana couldn't get enough. "Uh...yessss," She nodded weakly, dutifully moving her hands to grasp the back of Y/N's t-shirt, bunching the fabric together and pulling it up over his burly arms. Tossing the shirt to the floor, Sana feasted her eyes on the moving company owner's ripped physique. "God, your'e sexy," She confessed, lightly grazing her fingernails down the front of his built abdomen.

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He shivered under her manicured nails, gripping her tighter the further they railed down his muscled physique. He felt his cheeks burn hot when she told him he was sexy. The only sexy thing he could see right now was the exotic beauty , bouncing up and down on his rigid cock. "I'm nothing compared to you." He groaned, sealing their lips back together. He could feel his thrusting shaft pulse hard inside her snug fortress, pressing tightly to her slick cunt walls. He couldn't explain why he felt like he needed to have this woman. Some part of him wanted to stake claim on the lonely brunette, secretly yearning to be the only man to feel the hot embrace of her tight pussy. His jeans were sticking to his skin as beads of sweat covered his legs. He wanted them off and to be naked with Sana wrapped around him. He delivered a few more forceful thrusts of his cock before pulling her away from the wall, walking to her bedroom. He slipped his hands down to her ass, squeezing firmly as he continued to lift her up and down his wet pole. "I want you to ride my cock..." He sighed close to her lips, pulling her down harder on his thick length. Y/N walked over the threshold of her bedroom, carefully kicking off his shoes, he turned his back towards the bed, lowering them down to sit on the mattress. He reluctantly pulled his hands away from her luscious ass, reaching for the waistband of his jeans, he tugged his pants down to his knees. He scooted them back on the bed, kicking his pants off until they hit the floor with a soft thud. Grasping her hips roughly, he bucked her up and down in his lap. "Come on, beautiful. Ride me..."

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Sana bit her bottom lip, her long lashes fluttering against her caramel cheeks as Y/N drove his heavenly cock deep inside of her tight tunnel over and over. She cursed under her breath as his impressive length pistoned expertly between her narrow walls, caressing her from within. She dug her nails into his shoulders, as his compliment brought a sweet grin to her face. His lips pressing firmly to hers muffled a soft moan escaping her mouth as the heat intensified between their clashing bodies. The raucous sounds of their wet flesh smacking together reverberated off the hallway walls, making Sana dizzy with lust. He fit so snugly inside of her, she couldn't help herself from trembling each time he slid all the way in. "Unngh," She whimpered, pressing her thighs tightly to the burly man's sides as he delivered some powerful blows before pulling her away from the wall, finally carrying her into the bedroom. "Oh...yes..." She sighed, hugging his neck hard when his fingers clutched her ass, guiding her up and down his stiff mast as he walked. His strength, the way he handled her body so effortlessly, was such a turn on. Sana was ecstatic when Y/N invited her to straddle him and take his cock. She smiled and dragged her tongue along the inside of his collarbone, teasing his skin as he pushed his shoes off then sat down on the bed, getting his pants the rest of the way off. She shivered as his hard cock pushed deeply up inside of her as she settled in his lap. "Mmm." She moaned, pressing her hands to his chest to steady herself, slowly winding her hips against his to meet his punishing thrusts. "Uhh Y/N ," She whined, lifting and lowering herself on his rigid dick, her hair spiraling over her shoulders, falling in her face as she began to ride him faster.

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The sound of his name, leaving her beautiful lips in a sexy moan, was something Y/N wanted to hear every single night. Everything about Sana exuding sensuality. The way her body moved and the sexy sounds that came from her mouth was driving Y/N wild with desire. His firm muscles flexed under her fingertips as she pressed her hands to his chiseled torso. He licked his lips, watching her slim hips, rolling back and forth, taking every hard inch of his veiny cock. "Fuck, Sana..." He groaned deep in his throat, clutching harder to her heated body. Her cunt walls hugged him tightly, pulling his shaft with every thrust of her lithe frame. Her sticky arousal was dripping down his stiff pole, glazing his base and full balls with her juices. He lifted his ass off the bed, pushing his hips up and down with vigorous force, grunting hard every time he reentered her sopping hole. Y/N looked at the golden haired beauty in awe as her luscious hair bounced around her flawless face. God, she was truly a stunning women and right now, she was only his. "You ride me...so good, Sana" He sighed, skimming his hands up her sides, wrapping his fingers around her warm globes, squeezing them until her nipples poked against the palm of his hand.

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"Mm...your cock feels so... perfect inside me..." Sana whined, pressing her fingernails into Y/N's sturdy shoulders. She could feel every inch of him plunging deep between her squeezing walls, his rough hands running up and down her sides, his dark eyes piercing into her as she moved back and forth on his hips. "Fuck. So deep..." She rasped, maintaining eye contact with him as best as she could. Words couldn't adequately describe how pleased she was that Y/N had come back; she couldn't imagine having missed the chance to fuck the incredibly sexy man underneath her. She was secretly hoping that Y/N wouldn't mind handling all of her deliveries personally from now on. Sana tossed her head back, her long locks lightly whipping her bare shoulder-blades once Y/N gripped her waist tighter. With each hard thrust of his thick shaft, her arousal seeped from between her thighs, running down the insides of her legs. "God...you're making me...so wet." She moaned, bringing herself down on his stiff pole harder and faster to match his aggressive hip thrusts. Warmth spread quickly in her belly as the force of her ass cheeks smacking against his meaty thighs filled the bedroom, echoing in her ears. She smiled down at Y/N when he fit his hands over her bouncing breasts, squeezing them firmly as she rode him. Biting her lip, she lifted her hands to cover his, encouraging him to squeeze harder. She wasn't as delicate as she appeared. She liked to be handled a bit.

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Y/N grinned wide at the sight of Sana's hands, covering his hands, urhing him to squueze them harder. "Like it a little rough, huh?" His deep, rich voiced drawled, slipping his hands under her's and grabbing her slim wrists. He was going to make sure Sana got just what she wanted. She deserved nothing less. "That's my job..." He held her alluring brown eyes, moving her arms behind her back, he wrapped one large hand around both her wrists, pinning her hands to her lower back. He used his free hand to pinch her darkly tanned buds, tweaking them between his calloused fingers. "This better?" He sighed, cupping her soft breast, squeezing it tight. He worked both her supple mounds, teasing them until her nipples were as hard as diamonds. He couldn't stop staring at her exotic face, feeling his cock twitch inside her with every seductive toss of her dark, wavy locks. "Get down here." He growled, pulling her down to his chest, keeping her arms behind her back, Y/N pushed his hips off the bed, roughly thrusting his cock into her soaked cunt. He pressed his forehead to her's, breathing hotly against her lips. "I'm not gonna stop...until you fucking cum..."

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"Mmhm." Sana nodded weakly, enamored with the velvety tone of Y/N's deep voice as he read her body language effortlessly. The sexy way he spoke, while mercilessly pounding her sweet cunt, sent her slender body on fire. Her breath caught in her throat when he slipped his hands out from underneath hers to take hold of her wrists, swiftly maneuvering her arms behind her back. She arched her spine, jutting her breasts out toward him as he pinned her arms to her lower back. She squirmed in his lap, grinding her hips into his while his fingers rubbed and tugged at her taut nipples. "Y-yes..." She whimpered, feeling his warm palm envelope her round breasts and squeeze them tight. As her hair cascaded over her shoulders, tickling her cheeks, she tried to move her hand to push it back, but met the firm resistance of Y/N's strong grasp. She moaned softly, loving the dominance he displayed; it was just right for her, as if they'd made love before. She grinned when he pulled her down toward his chest, refusing to let up on her arms still pressed behind her back. "Uungh!Fuccck!" She cried, her hot walls clenching tight around his probing shaft as he thrust up inside her hard and quick, expertly claiming her body as his. "Uhhh...huh..." She whined against his lips, unable to reply with anything more but short gasps and whimpers. She clenched her hands into fists behind her back, restricted from clutching to anything else as the pressure built deep within her hot core, like a spring coiling tight. "Yess!" She rasped, her eyes snapping shut, her chest heaving with labored breaths as the spring released and her pent up juices coursed freely onto Y/N's drilling cock. She writhed in his lap, her thighs quivering as her walls squeezed tight around his thick shaft, holding him deep inside her while she rode out of her hot orgasm.

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The sexy whimpers and moans filling her bedroom only made Y/N pump his rigid girth faster into her sopping cunt. Her slick ,delicious juices covered his cock and thighs. She was a perfect little fuck and Y/N knew this wasn't going to be their only time together. He had her once and he knew it would never be enough. "Uhh, shit...." He panted hard, his thick muscles flexing under his skin. A deep tingle vibrated in his full balls, shooting straight up to the smooth head of his cock. He couldn't last much longer between her clenching pussy walls and her arousing whines, filling his ears. He grinned at her attempt to break free of his grip. He wasn't going to let go until she came hard and hot all over his darting shaft. Her eyes slammed shut and her body tensed tight in his grasp. He groaned the tighter her cunt hugged his shaft. "Cum all over...my cock..." He sighed deeply, grasping his free hand to her hip, pulling her harder on his wet dick. She cried out a load moan before her sweet cream washed over his stiff pole, bathing it until her cum seeped out the sides of her cunt lips and ran down his full length. "Sana..." He rasped through gritted teeth as his cock throbbed for his own release. He released her hands to grab roughly at her both of her lithe hips. It only took a few more punishing thrusts before he slammed his lids closed and bucked his hips hard against her's, spilling his hot seed deep inside. "Fuuck!" He growled, crashing their lips together, kissing her passionately as the fat head of his cock oozed out his thick load.

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Y/N's encouragement only made Sana's walls clench more urgently around his darting cock as her hot release erupted all over him. Her thighs pressed tightly to his sides when he grasped her waist, continuing to guide her on his stiff pole as her body quaked with pleasure. She couldn't remember the last time she'd climaxed so hard during sex. She could barely remember what sex was like before Y/N showed up. Still panting heavily, Sana bit the corner of her lip, and slowly wound her hips against his. She wanted him to cum too. "Cum inside me," She exhaled, feeling his hand release her arms, allowing her to move her hands to grasp the sides of his thick neck. She gasped as he bucked hard inside of her and shot his hot seed deep within her snug hole. "Mmm." She moaned against his lips, grasping his stubbled cheeks in her hands, capturing his bottom lip with her teeth as his milky release filled her. Maintaining a slow and steady rhythm of her hips on top of him, Sana milked every drop of cum from his cock as best as she could, still shuddering in his sturdy lap. Breaking their fierce kiss, she sighed against his full lips, smiling blissfully, "Y/N ...." She trailed off, speechless and completely satisfied.

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Every part of his body was humming with absolute satisfaction. He had never had such spontaneous and mind-blowing sex as he did with Sana. She was an addictive little minx and Y/N was hooked. He breathed heavily from his climax, holding Sana tight in his arms while their hearts beat steadily together. He smiled softly as she sighed his name. He could get use to the way she said his name. "Sana..." He cupped her cheek, tilting her face up to meet his lips. "You're beautiful." He exhaled, stroking his thumb over her cheek. He soaked in every curve of her face, adoring her with his deep brown eyes. He couldn't just let this be a hot and wild hookup. There was some seriously intense chemistry brimming between them and Y/N wasn't about to let that go. He grinned wide, rolling them over, resting his weight comfortably against her, still keeping his spent cock inside her inviting cunt. "I don't usually do this kind of thing." He chuckled deep, shaking his head. "Sleeping with my stunning clients, I mean. You're the first." He kissed her forehead, nuzzling his nose to her cheek. "I want to see you again. Not like this, well if it happens again I wouldn't complain." He teased, hugging her tighter to him. "What I'm trying to get at is...Sana Singh, would you like to go out sometime? Properly." He smiled down at the beauty, hoping with everything he had that her answer would be yes.

-

Sana exhaled softly, loving how secure she felt wrapped tightly in Y/N's strong embrace. If she had the choice, she'd stay just like this for hours, his shaft nestled deep inside her snug valley, his arms engulfing her small frame. It amazed her how gentle, yet forceful the handsome man beneath her could be all at once. Y/N intrigued her and she wanted so much to spend more time with him in whatever way she was able. His smile made her melt. The tender way he touched her cheek, coaxing her lips to his, caused her to grin so wide that her cheeks hurt. Her skin flushed with heat as he told her that she was beautiful. She could tell that his words were sincere, and once again, he'd left her speechless. There was something more here, more than just sex, something deeper that they had yet to explore. She wrapped her arms around his thick neck, giggling in surprise as he flipped them over, pressing her back firmly into the bed. She sighed softly, enjoying the friction of their hips brushing together, his shaft pushing just a bit deeper as their bodies shifted against the mattress. She grinned softly, entwining her lean legs around his lower back, determined to keep him for a little while longer. As she listened to him speak, holding his intense gaze, she lazily traced her fingertips along with the wispy hairs at the base of his warm neck. She laughed lightly as his stubble scratched her smooth cheek, gently squeezing his nape. She closed her eyes for a moment, her mouth unable to break from its beaming smile. Nodding softly, she opened her eyes, meeting the hopeful gaze of her gorgeous lover. "Absolutely, yes." She whispered, leaning up from the crumpled sheets, softly sealing her lips to Y/N's.

Airborne Fun (Momo x Male Reader)

Momo didn't want to go. She would rather walk on hot coals than be sent to a rehab facility for her sex addiction. It was the last thing she wanted to do, but it was time she got help for her problem. Not really for her sake but for the sake of everyone who only looked her with disappointment. She thanked the flight attendant as she handed Momo her ticket back, pointing at where her seat was. She shifted her carry on bag around as she squeezed down the aisle. She hated flying. The long hours of people coughing and kids screaming was the last way she wanted to spend her last day of freedom. She spotted her seat number, sighing in frustration as random people bumped and knocked her around as she made her way to her seat. Momo almost reached her seat when her foot caught on a piece of luggage sending her fumbling into her seat. She looked up to see she had landed in the hard lap of one insanely gorgeous man. Momo brushed the silky strands from her hair, smiling into his eyes. "Sorry about that. I usually at least get someone's name before I fall into their lap." Y/N slipped his fingers through his short dark hair, unsure of whether he'd made the right decision by chopping his shaggy mane off. He looked out of the small plane window, grateful to have the corner seat. At least he could see where he was going once they took off. Y/N had just settled into his seat, relaxing his shoulders, when he felt someone stumble into his lap. He grunted, reflexively sitting up in a delayed effort to protect his groin. "Oh uh," He cleared his throat, setting eyes on the beautiful girl who'd fallen on top of him. She smiled and he forgot about the discomfort. In fact, the discomfort in his pants was replaced by another feeling altogether. He smiled back and shook his head, dismissing the less than pure thoughts filling his head. She was gorgeous. But he didn't know her. Perhaps she was just a flirt. "It's alright." He said, gently helping her up. "It's Y/N. No harm done."

She gently held his strong arms as he helped her to her feet. Her eyes drank in the devilishly handsome face. Dark brooding eyes, jet black hair, full sensuous lips, that were begging to be nipped at, and dimples that made her want to kiss his cheeks. She could already picture what other parts of his body she wanted to kiss as well. Her eyes slightly drifted to the front of his pants as she placed her bag to the ground. "Pleasure, Y/N. I'm Momo." She slid her hand into his, biting her lip from the warm contact of his palm against hers. The thoughts couldn't stop invading her mind. How did he look naked? How would his hands feel groping at her curvy body? How would those lips feel on her clit? She shook her head, blushing. This was going to one long flight. "Momo." He repeated the gorgeous girl's name, his eyes roaming her spectacular figure. He couldn't believe his luck. Beautiful pale skin, big black eyes, a killer smile. Momo was stunning, and she would be sitting at his side for the duration of the flight. There was no way he would sleep as he previously planned to. He'd be too distracted, stealing longing glances every chance he got. He shook her hand, licking his lips at the feel of her soft palm gracing his. "The pleasure's mine." He said, trying to remember the last time he'd had sex. It'd been weeks. His body was screaming for it. He had to imagine that Momo was taken or at the very least, a lesbian. He couldn't be this lucky.

Just the sight of his dark pink tongue peeking behind his full lips was enough to turn her on. How was she going to refrain from keeping her eager hands off his beautifully sculpted body. "Looks like we'll be sitting together." She reached down, picking up her bag, placing it the overhead compartment, the hem of her deep blue mini dress riding high up her thighs. She let his eyes have enough time to possibly leave him wondering what was hiding under her dress. If only he knew it was nothing but bare skin. Momo slid into her seat, crossing her smooth tanned legs. She shifted her body towards Y/N, holding his dark eyes. "So business or pleasure?" Y/N nodded slightly, his eyes following the silky smooth flesh of her thighs as her skirt lifted with her movements. If he was thinking clearly, he would've offered to help her stow her baggage, rather than just gawk at her sexy legs. "Right. It does look that way." He murmured, lifting his hand to stroke his stubbled chin, itching to be stroked elsewhere. He adjusted his focus, meeting her eyes when she took her seat. "P-pleasure." He choked out, a bit taken aback by Momo's lack of subtlety. He had to admit that her audacity was attractive. He smoothed his short hair back, regaining his composure. "You? Business or pleasure?" She rolled her tongue along the inside of her cheek, leaning back into her seat. "Well, I guess you could say I'm on business because of pleasure." Her full lips quirking into a tiny smirk. However, he wanted to take that hint was up to him. They were just strangers on a plane. No need to get into the personal details of her sex-driven life. The thought of sex was strong in her mind right now. With the fine specimen sitting next to her it was hard not to be intrigued. He was a stunning man and Momo had a feeling he was a pretty damn good lover. "Mind me asking what your pleasure is Y/N?" She crossed her legs again, brushing one of her toned limbs against his leg.

The flight attendants began to go through the in-flight safety procedures as Momo spoke about the reason behind her trip. She was vague about it, but he got the feeling that her comment was suggestive on purpose. His brow lifted into an interesting arch as he fought in vain to keep his gaze off her crossing legs. "My pleasure?" He looked at her, a bemused smirk forming on his lips. She certainly wasn't shy. "I'm meeting up with some friends, a bachelor party. Not mine." He chuckled, in case the thought crossed her mind at all. He was single and currently looking in her direction to mingle. The seat belt fasten light went on and Y/N's hands moved to his belt automatically, leaving his eyes free to look at the lovely Momo. He teased her as their legs brushed, her bare skin rubbing through his pants, exciting the hairs on his calf. "I'm almost afraid to return the question...but I'll bite. What's yours?"

"My pleasure?" She chuckled softly to herself. The question was what kind of pleasure didn't she enjoy going for. She eyed him over for a moment, contemplating whether to tell the extremely gorgeous man next to her that she had a strong urge for raw sexual desires. Throwing caution to the wind, like she usually did, Momo leaned in close, letting her fingers skim over the top of his hand. "My pleasure is sex. Seems I enjoy it too much." She moved her fingers from his hand, letting them drift to the top of her thighs. "Never saw how that was a bad thing though." She tilted her head, spilling her brown locks over her shoulder. "Do you think it's a bad thing, Y/N?" She purred his name, enjoying the name it sounded on her tongue.

Her laugh was intoxicating. Feminine and sweet. He nodded softly, absent-mindedly chewing on his lower lip as he listened to her speak. When she leaned close to him, he caught the tantalizing scent of her perfume. The plane began to taxi on the runway as Momo's delicate fingers grazed the back of Y/N's hand. God, she was tempting. He tried to hide his amusement with her response - so she had a penchant for sex. He rolled his tongue along the inside of his cheek. As her hair spilled over her shoulder, he wondered what it would feel like to grasp it between his fingers, to wrap it around his knuckles and give it a tug. He grinned, enjoying the way his name rolled off her tongue as the plane picked up speed, pushing their bodies further into the back of their seats. "Not at all." He closed his eyes, reminded as the plane rattled momentarily that he hated to fly. "Hate taking off..." He murmured.

Her body pressed back into the seat, the small rush running through her as the plane lifted off into the air. She looked over at his tense face, clearly seeing he didn't get the same enjoyment she did from it. She boldly placed her hand on his leg, stroking her hand over his firm thigh. "Relax..." She whispered softly. Her fingers twitched at the thought of moving her hand higher and cupping the slight bugle over the front of his pants. Momo licked her soft pinks lips. The thought of wrapping her lips around his shaft was tempting her greatly. She gently squeezed high. "Any better?"

Y/N placed his hands on the armrests, gripping the edges with this fingers as the plane pulled up from the runaway and began gaining altitude. He tried to calm himself down. He didn't want to look like such a pussy in front of a hot girl like Momo. He exhaled, slowly opening his eyes, surprised to feel the girl's hand on his leg. He tensed a bit as her palm rubbed up and down his thigh. He chuckled nervously, casting a sideways glance at her. "Uh...I wouldn't say I'm relaxed by that." His cock was stirring inside his boxer briefs. Great. She was getting him hard. "But thanks...I'm just not a good flyer. I get wound up." He was certainly wound up now, but not from nerves about the plane ride. If he got any more excited, he wouldn't be able to hide it from her.

She kept rubbing her soft palm back and forth over his leg, unable to pull her hand away from his thigh. He didn't seem to mind, so she saw no point of stopping. This might be her last chance to get her hands on a male before being locked up in rehab. A coy smile eased over her lips. "You get wound up, huh?" Her fingernails gently grazed against his pants as she leaned close to his ear. Momo wasn't a shy girl. When she saw something she wanted, she went for it. "We wouldn't want you getting wound up would we...Y/N?" Her soft breath whispered into his ear before she pulled back, holding his dangerously dark eyes.

Momo continued rubbing her palm along Y/N's thigh, making it more difficult for him to hide his growing hard-on. She was doing this on purpose, he realized. He swallowed hard, feeling the hairs on the base of his neck bristle as she leaned in to whisper into his ear. Fuck. He wanted her. He didn't even know her, but he didn't care. Maybe that was half of the thrill. "Y-yeah..." He nodded stiffly, turning his face toward hers. He recognized that hazy look in her chestnut-colored eyes. "Momo...do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" He exhaled, his erection clearly poking to the front of his pants. She moved her hand up higher, pressing it down firmly around his obvious erection. She felt her clit twitch, cupping his hard length. He clearly wasn't a disappointment in the size department. Just another added bonus to his already perfect physique. The more he allowed her to touch and caress him, the more she wanted to have him thrusting between her legs. Just one last time with a beautiful man was all she wanted. "I think I have a pretty good idea." She pressed her legs against his, pushing her full chest closer to him. "Tell me to stop and I will. Tell me to keep going..." She slid her fingers over his erection "...and I'll make this the best plane ride of your life." Y/N clenched his jaw as Momo's wandering hand came to rest on the tent in his pants. He let out a low groan when her fingers squeezed his erection through his clothes. His eyes darted around to the neighboring row and as far up the aisle as he could see. "People...might see." He murmured weakly, unable to think of any other reason they shouldn't be fooling around like this. No one seemed to be paying them any mind, yet. Momo leaned close to him again, her chest pressing to his arm. "Damn," He bit his lip, stifling another groan as her fingers traced over the head of his aching cock. How could he say no? "Don't stop." He whispered, licking his lips as he returned his eyes to her beautiful face.

"I wasn't planning on it." She licked her lips, palming her hand over his cock. Momo looked around the seats next to her. People were settling in and paying attention to the laptops sitting in front of them or whatever in-flight movie was playing on the screen. Keeping her hand over his erection, Momo leaned up, turning off the little lights beaming down on them. It didn't give much coverage but it provided a thin veil of darkness. "Better?" She leaned against his neck, kissing it softly. She uncrossed her lush thighs as she carefully squeezed his throbbing member. She wanted him. She wanted him ramming his length into her snug cunt. "Touch me." She whispered, nipping playfully at his neck. Was Y/N really doing this? Allowing himself to get stroked by a complete stranger in the middle of a crowded plane? His lips parted in a disbelieving smirk. He'd never done something so risky before, so exciting. He slouched down in his seat, beginning to surrender to coaxing motion of Momo's hand on his hard-on. When she leaned up to turn the overhead lights off, her breasts briefly softly brushed up against the bridge of his nose. Everything she did was becoming a temptation for him. He gave a stiff nod as she took her seat again once the lights were off. Her soft lips touched his neck and a low groan escaped his throat. His hand was already in motion when she requested his caress, moving toward the top of her dress. Her teeth grazed his skin and he smiled, enclosing his fingers around her nearest breast, firmly squeezing it through her clothes. Perky and firm, just as he suspected. What he wouldn't give to take her perfect handfuls into his mouth, to lick and suck at her nipples. "You're incredibly sexy," He sighed, shifting in his seat under the constant pressure of her seducing hand.

She moaned softly when his hands reached out to squeeze her breasts through her dress. Momo was nervous he wouldn't be as brazen as she was. She could sense his hesitation at first, now it seemed to have vanished altogether. "You're not so bad yourself." She whispered close to his ear, biting softly at his earlobe. Her hand moved back and forth over his cock, teasing it into total hardness. She was wanted him alone. She didn't want to just rub his body through the thick fabric of his clothes. She wanted to feel his warm skin pressed against her naked body. "I want you." She pressed her palm down harder on his shaft. She was beyond being coy. Her body was demanding to have him. He could be her one last fix. She moved her lips across his cheek, kissing the smooth corners of his mouth. "Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do to you." She sighed, flicking her tongue across his full bottom lip. Y/N tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat as Momo breathed hotly against his ear, then nibbled on his lobe. Fuck. "Uhh," He shivered, his cock twitching underneath her palm. How'd she know his weakness? His pants were stifling his erection, making the teasing paces of her hand almost painful now. He stroked his thumb against Momo's stiffened nipple through her dress. He needed to know what the rest of her body felt like. He didn't notice as a flight attendant passed right by them, responding to a fellow flyer's button press for assistance. It wouldn't have mattered anyway, Momo had him so wrapped up in her sex-fueled tease. He turned his face toward hers, his eyes smoldering with desire.

"I want you...naked..." He sighed, snaking his hand down to the hem of her dress, inching his fingertips underneath, traveling up her smooth thigh. He nuzzled his nose against hers, lightly nipping at her lips. His confidence soaring as his erection throbbed and his fingers met the hot, wet flesh of her naked cunt. "...your legs wrapped around my waist...I want you to take every inch of this hard-on you gave me." She closed her eyes, licking her lips as the images flooded her mind. His deep rich voice sent raw shivers all the way down to her throbbing core. She bit her lip, stifling her tiny whimpers as he pinched her pointed buds, pressing tightly against her dress. She parted her legs further to the side, allowing his hand an easier reach to her warm flesh. Every word coming from his lips was setting her on fire. She could picture it perfectly. Momo could almost even hear the sweet sound of their hips smacking together. "Fuck, Y/N....I want you...deep inside me." She rasped quietly, writhing slowly in her seat. She turned her head, hovering her lips above his. "You're making me so wet." She whined a low whisper, brushing her lips against his. Her hand kept stroking his rigid cock, desperate to free his member from his pants and get her mouth wrapped around it.

The soft whimpers escaping passed Momo's luscious lips made Y/N want to pull her into his lap and fuck her right there in their seats. God, that'd be so fucking hot. But that would be all too risky. Their fun would be over before it even started. Someone would surely see them or even hear them. He had a really good feeling that she was vocal during sex. The seat cushions crinkled underneath Momo's sexy writhing frame. Her words made him drunk with lust. If he didn't get his pants unbuttoned soon, he'd explode. A small spot of pre-cum was already oozing through his boxers. He passed the tip of his finger along her damp slit, then brought it around in a small circle, teasing her puffy clit. "Bathroom. Go there. I'll meet you."

Momo didn't want to move. She wanted his fingers teasing her clit until she came hard all over his thick fingers. Her fingers dug into the armrests of her seat. Her thighs tensed tight, slightly shaking with need. Her eyes never left his. She couldn't pull away from his murky dark depths. His low commanding tone was all she needed. "Don't make me wait long." She smirked, pressing the lightest of kisses to his lips, teasing him for more. She reluctantly pulled her hand from his pulsing erection, biting back another moan when his fingers left her hot slit. She held his eyes one last time before retreating to an available bathroom. She closed the door behind her, giving herself a little look over in the mirror. She tousled her long brown hair, grinning brightly into the mirror. She hopped up onto the tiny sink, leaving her full thighs parted, waiting for Y/N to fill the space between them.

The longer Momo hesitated to leave their seats, the harder it became from Y/N to keep himself in check. She was so wet and warm between her thighs, it was painful for him to withdraw his finger from her slick walls. Removing his hand from beneath her dress, his digit coated with her arousal, Y/N sat back in his seat for the time being. He exhaled as her lips touched his. Such an amazingly sexy woman, he thought, licking his lips to savor the taste of her sweet mouth as she stood and sauntered away toward the nearest lavatory. He pushed the armrest up and sidled to the edge of the aisle, determined to speed his way to the bathroom, since there wasn't much he could do to hide his raging hard-on that wouldn't end up drawing more attention it. He got up and sighed, the weight of his engorged cock and balls made clear with the force of gravity. Making his way toward the bathroom, his eyes anxiously skimmed over the passengers he passed. People were sleeping or their eyes were fixed to electronic gadgets in their hands. He exhaled with relief, increasing his pace, his eagerness building the closer he got to Momo. When he reached the bathroom door, he glanced down the aisle. No flight attendants' eyes on him. He tried the door and was pleased that she'd left it unlocked. He quickly slipped inside and pulled the bold closed, setting the sign to "occupied." He grinned, reunited with his sexy temptress. "Was I too long?" He teased, wedging himself between her legs in the confined space, his erection straining against his pants as his lips moved to her throat, kissing and sucking her soft skin.

She felt her heart rate speed up in excitement when he popped his beautiful face from behind the door. Her legs opened wider. Momo grabbed fistfuls of his t-shirt, pulling him close. She tilted her head back as he teased her slender throat with his hot, wet mouth. Any amount of time away from him felt like it was too long. She was almost shaking just thinking about him ramming his cock inside her. "Mmm...it was." She giggled softly. Her hands moved down to the front of his jeans, unsnapping the button. "I want your cock in my mouth." She moaned, sliding her hands under his boxers to cup his warm shaft. "Fuck." She grinned, stroking him slowly. He felt thick and heavy in her hands. The wetness grew even hotter between her legs. A soft laugh peeled through Y/N's lips as Momo eagerly tugged him close, scrunching his shirt between her slender fingers. He breathed her delicate scent in deeply, his lips sucking on the smooth skin of her neck. He sighed when she laughed. Was she even capable of making a sound that wasn't sexy? Her hands were at his jeans' button, pulling it free before he realized it. She knew just what to say to him to get his revved up. "God, I'd love that." He agreed, scanning around the cramped bathroom, trying to figure out how they'd get into a comfortable enough position for her to take his erection into her mouth. He groaned, tilting his head back as her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, slowly stroking it up and down. He slipped his hand between her legs, dipping his fingers between her puffy lips. She was so hot.

"I need you to suck my cock now." He growled, turned on as hell. He pulled his hand from between her thighs, his fingers slick with her arousal and grasped both of her hips, tugging her off the sink. He pressed his back into the side of the bathroom wall, not caring that the paper towel dispenser was poking into his back. He gave Momo as much space as he could, pushing his jeans down to his ankles, his hard-on eagerly poking toward her.

A soft gasp left her lips when his hand grabbed her hips, pulling her off the sink and pushing his body against the wall of the small space they were confined to. She pulled hair to one side, smirking as he eagerly pulled down his pants. "Excited?" She held his eyes, slowly dropping to her knees. She nudged her body into the tight space, not caring about her comfort. This was about pleasing him. She hooked her thumbs around his underwear waistband, inching them down over his hips. His swelling cock grazed her cheek as she lowered his boxer to his ankles. Her soft brown eyes widen in delight at the sight of his thick shaft. She licked her lips, grabbing firmly to the base of his shaft. "Ready for take off?" She grinned, her eyes crinkling at the corners. Her lips parted with a soft smack as she wrapped her mouth around the plump head of his cock. She moaned deeply, taking his length deep into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Her head bobbed back and forth, sucking hard as she stroked his stiff pole. Momo looked amazingly sexy down on the floor, looking up at Y/N, her mouth primed to accept his throbbing mast. Y/N's skin grew hot as his shaft grazed her smooth cheek. Her lips were so close, his mouth watered. He nodded stiffly that he was ready, moving his fingers into her soft tresses as she took hold of his cock, opening her mouth to take it in. He watched as she swallowed his length with ease, tightening his grasp on her long hair. He was rock hard already but the suction from her lips and tongue as she began to blow him made his dick pound between her cheeks. He groaned deeply as the vibration from her lips sent a tremor from the tip of his hard-on to his base, then up through his entire body. He bit his lip, silencing his grunts as she made his cock shine with her spit. He needed to fuck her. Now. Letting go of her hair, Y/N reached down to grasp her shoulders, pulling her up from her feet.

"I need to have you," He sighed, hoisting her up on the sink again, pressing himself between her thighs, shoving her skirt out of his way. He clamped his hands down on her thighs, holding her steady, aligning his engorged tip with her glistening entrance. Meeting her soft brown eyes, he pushed his hips forward, plunging his erection passed her tight slit, deep inside of her hot cunt.

His cock throbbed against her tongue, pulsing hard with desire. He was filling her mouth to the brim with his rigid cock and she took every veiny inch of it. She groaned as his finger wound tightly into her silken tresses, tugging lightly as she continued to suck him off. She wanted him to ache to have her. His stifled moans only turned her on more. Nothing got Momo wetter than hearing the groans of pleasure emitting from a man's mouth. She felt his hand grip her shoulders, pulling her up to her feet. "But..." She whined as he lifted back onto the sink, holding her body in place as her dress bunched up high around her waist. His dark gems grabbed her deep browns eyes, demanding her attention. "Y/N..." She softly cried his name when his wet cock drove into her slick core. Her legs spread as far as they could. Her hands clutched to his dark hair. "Fuck me till I come." She growled, crushing her lips hotly to his.

Y/N squeezed Momo's thick thighs harder when his name dripped with lust from her soft lips. His name had never sounded so appealing before. His cock felt so fucking good buried in her snug cunt, hugged tightly by her smooth walls as he pumped in and out of them. His hips jerked into hers faster on instinct. Her fingers tugged at his hair and a low growl emitted from his throat. He lifted his hand to the back of her neck, giving it a squeeze as he leaned in and kissed her lips. He sealed his lips over hers, slipping his tongue into her warm mouth as he groaned. She was so tight. So wet. Y/N was breathing hard against her lips in no time at all. It was difficult to keep eye contact; his eyes kept wanting to roll back into his head. He nodded dutifully, thrusting his wet dick harder and faster into her tight pussy, the tissue and soap dispensers rattling with their fevered movements. "Fuuck." He grunted, breaking this heated kiss for air. "Momo...you're...fuck..." Her pussy was phenomenal. This whole experience was. He was the luckiest fucking man on earth.

She knew by looking at him he would be an amazing fuck. Now that he was thrusting hard between her thighs, she could see he was more than an amazing fuck. He was a perfect fuck. His thick length rammed into her tight slit without mercy. She clutched a hand to the side of the bathroom wall, holding herself in place as his hard thrusts jerked her body around the sink. "God, Y/N..." Throaty whines left her full lips each time he re-entered her hot cunt. She wished she could see his whole naked form. Her eyes yearned to gaze at his beautiful body, but in this tight space, there wasn't much room for stripping naked. She didn't mind. As long as he was pumping his perfect cock into her pussy, Momo was more than satisfied. She grinned listening to him moan and swear the harder he fucked her. She wanted to hear more. Momo leaned next to his ear, flicking her tongue over his earlobe. "Talk dirty, Y/N...let me hear that sexy voice." She giggled softly, nipping at his lobe. Y/N's cock slid in and out of Momo's hot cunt with ease, coated by the shiny juices shared between them. He squeezed her spectacular figure firmly, intoxicated by her lusty whines. If they weren't cooped up in such a tiny space, he'd rip her dress off of her and pull her breasts into his mouth, tugging at her nipples with his teeth. He'd turn her around and bend her over the sink edge, fucking her hard and fast from behind, roughly palming her sweet ass. But this would suffice. His cock pushed nice and deep this way, he liked feeling the tantalizing squeeze of her legs around his back as he pumped his hard length passed her smooth lips into her heat. He groaned as she nibbled his earlobe, coaxing a glob of precum from his pistoning head. "You like my voice?" He taunted, "I like this pussy...so fucking tight and wet for me..." He grunted, bucking his hips harder into hers, eager to push her over the edge. "God, I'm gonna make you cum so hard."

Each dirty word he spoke made her hotter and wetter. His stunning dark eyes refused to leave hers. She couldn't pull away if she tried. "It's so fucking...wet for you." She panted hard, trying to catch her breath between his forceful thrusts. No one had made her this wet and turned on in a very long time. Something about Y/N...he was intoxicating to Momo. His voice, his beauty, his incredible ability to fuck her senseless...she was almost disappointed that it would only happen once. His cock was a perfect fit inside her. The soft sucking noises of his cock pulling in and out of her lips was the sexiest thing she ever heard...next to his voice. "That tight pussy is...all for you." She moaned hard, clenching the snug walls of her cunt around his dripping wet cock.

A wicked grin formed on Y/N's lips as Momo tried her best to talk back. Her breaths were escaping her in short gasps and pants, which sounded incredibly sexy to his ears. He grasped her thighs harder, his fingertips digging into her naked flesh as he pounded away at her soft, hot core. He glanced up into the mirror behind her, marking the enlarged vein at his temple and the bead of sweat skimming down his forehead as he rammed his steely weapon in and out of Momo's squeezing tunnel. He filled her over and over, pushing his cock in deep to the taut flesh of his balls. "Good girl," He groaned, nodding in approval when she offered him dominion over her soaked sex. He licked his lips, feeling a slow rumbling sensation stirring in the pit of his swollen balls. "Rub that sweet clit of yours, while I fuck you."

"Good girl." The words made her shiver with lust. His voice did so many wonderful things to her body. Momo couldn't contain every whimper, whine or moan that echoed around the small space. She didn't even try. It all felt too fucking good to refrain from expressing how amazing he felt thrusting into her. The heavy scent of sex was thick in the air. It assaulted her senses, clouding her already lust soaked mind. "Whatever you...want...Y/N." Her hand dropped between her legs, pressing her fingertips to her swollen clit. "Uhh..." She bucked her hips forward as her fingers rubbed quickly over her pink nub, driving her closer to her much needed release. Momo wasn't shy about showing Y/N how good he was making her feel. He loved that. A low chuckle escaped from his throat as she moaned louder and louder. If she didn't quiet down they'd surely get caught. That thought was exhilarating, but if they got busted he wouldn't get off. "Quiet down..." He commanded, his eyes slipping down to follow her hand as it moved to her cunt. He was pleased with how eager she was to comply with his instructions. "Rub that clit...quietly....or I'll stop. You don't want that, do you?" He taunted, withdrawing his cock to the tip, then slowly easing it all the way in. He repeated the torturous movement over and over, groaning softly as her walls tightened around his shaft. Her hand moved furiously between her legs, brushing against his pelvis. Grinding his hips into hers, he breathed against her face, "Let me taste you."

"No..." She whispered quickly, shaking her head back and forth, If he stopped now, Momo wasn't sure if she would make the flight home without trying to fuck him the whole way back. Her pearly whites bit down hard on her bottom lip, stifling her moans to the back of her throat. Her head tilted back, gently hitting the mirror when he teased her with slow strokes of his cock. Her slick fingers refused to stop roughly caressing her puffy clit. She writhed uncontrollably, not sure what to do with her body as she squirmed in ecstasy. His deep voice pulled her from her sexual haze. A coy smirk brushed over her lips at his request. She slowly pulled her hand from her clit, brushing her arousal soaked digits over his lips. "Open..." He knew Momo wouldn't want him to stop. That wasn't what he wanted either, not at all. He wanted to make her melt in ecstasy. He wanted her to remember this fuck, if it was to be her last for the foreseeable future. A deep growl emerged at the back of his throat when she bit her lip. That was one of the hottest things a woman could do. She rubbed her clit in short, fast passes, leaning her body into the bathroom mirror, granting Y/N a sinful view of her pushed out chest. Her nipples poked through the top of her dress, begging to be bitten. But they had to wait a moment. Her fingers brushed along his lips, tempting him with her juices. He grinned, running his tongue over his lips then opening his mouth to take her finger in. "Mmmm," He groaned, sucking her finger in down to her middle knuckle. She tasted delicious, just like he thought she might. He licked her finger clean, moving his hips faster, plunging into her hot cunt faster once again. He bent his head, leaning forward, sealing his lips around one of her stiff nipples, sucking and nibbling it through the fabric of her dress. His cock throbbed hard, burrowing deep inside of her, aching for release.

Momo licked her lips watching him suck the hot juices of her fingers. She reached her free hand to his side, digging her nails into his thick skin. Her finger pumped in and out of his mouth, matching the hard suck of his lips with the hard thrust of his cock. "Fuck, Y/N..." She sighed, looking at her finger disappear into his mouth. It was another perfect sight to drink in. Her wet digits popped free from his mouth as he returned to his vigours thrusts. She gasped when he wrapped his full lips around her aching nipples that were begging to be teased. She could feel her cliY/N brewing deep in her core. She couldn't hold back much longer. It felt too good. He felt too good. "Y/N...don't fucking stop...I'm so...close." Y/N swirled his tongue under and over her hardened bud, pinching it to Y/N maximum tautness between his teeth. "Mmm." He moved his mouth to her other breast to give her untouched nipple the same treatment. He licked and sucked and tugged, delighting in the sight of the wet rings his mouth left on her clothes as he pulled back. He could feel Momo's pussy clenching tighter around his thick shaft as he pumped between her sexy legs. He fucked her harder, pulling her hips closer to his, nearly tugging her off the sink altogether. "Cum for me..." He hissed, bucking up inside of her hot core, his heavy balls smacking up against her hot ass. He panted hotly against her lips, feeling his balls tighten up to his body, the heat of his impending release firing up to the tip of his cock. "Cum Momo."

He didn't fail to make sure both of her aching buds received the same sucking and nipping treatment his hot mouth was doling out. Her fingers dove into his short hair, winding her digits around his dark lock as harder his teeth sunk into the fabric of her dress. "Uhh...shit..." She grunted when he slammed into her even harder, gripping his thick fingers into her thighs, yanking her closer to him. His tantalizing voice beckoned her to release her orgasm, anxiously waiting to erupt. She couldn't hold it back anymore. She needed this. Her one last release. "Y/N...oh, fuck...." Her hands gripped his hair tighter, tensing her whole body in his arms. "Y/N!" She cried his name, shaking hard as her climax shattered inside her, drenching his cock with her sticky hot juices. Y/N let Momo guide his head back a bit as she pulled on his short hair. At the sound of her loud exclamations, he almost lost control. There was nothing like dirty talk from the lips of a smoking hot woman. He wound his hips back and drove into her hard, slamming his pulsating length deep within her quaking walls. He kept up his powerful thrusts through her climax, sweat sliding down the middle of his back, making his t-shirt cling to his heated skin. "Fucck." The strong contractions of her pussy around his hot cock coaxed him into his release shortly after her. He leaned his weight into her, breathing heavily against her face, his thighs shaking as his dick twitched between her thighs, bathed in her cum. He grunted deeply, the scent of their sex filling his nostrils, giving her one last hard jolt before releasing his cream into her sopping hole.

Just like he said, Momo came hard. She trembled greatly while her climax continued to ripple through as Y/N kept roughly pumping into her. She held him tight when she felt his body tense than jerk hard into her. She could feel his hot release, pouring from his swollen tip, marking her body with his sticky cum. They sagged against each other, panting hard as their hearts raced a mile a minute. It was perfect. Her one last hoorah before locked up for her addiction that ended up with gorgeous men, nestled between her thighs. "Best flight of your life or what?" She smirked, kissing him softly. Momo playfully nipped at his lip as she slinked her body off the sink. She reached over grabbing a paper towel, dabbing her inner thighs. "Got me all messy." She winked as she tossed the paper towel. She looked in the mirror, adjusting her dress and smoothing down her sexed-up hair. Turning to face she slipped her arms around his neck , kissing him hotly one last time. "You have no idea how much I needed that." She sighed, breaking the kiss. Her arms dropped from his neck as she slowly inched to the door. "Enjoy the rest of your flight, Y/N." She smiled before disappearing out the door.

Y/N grinned wide at Momo, his cock oozing its last streams of cum into her. "Best fucking flight of my life." He agreed, pressing his open mouth to hers when she leaned toward him. He exhaled and dislodged his spent cock from between her thighs, the remnants of their creamy mixture sticking to his thighs. He watched her as she cleaned off, then reached over her to grab a paper towel to do the same. It was just setting in for him that he'd met a perfect stranger and fucked her in an airplane bathroom when she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. He could only smile dumbly in response to her thanks. He should've thanked her, if anything. He'd most likely never experience something like this ever again. Something so wild and sexy. His eyes lingered on her silhouette as she passed him, leaving the bathroom first. He tossed his cum-stained paper towel in the trash and leaned back against the bathroom wall, catching his breath. Fuck. If only every flight he took ended up like this. He shook his head, glad he could go back to his seat and sit by this amazingly sexy woman for the remaining duration of the flight. He washed his face and waited another minute, then pushed the bathroom door aside, heading back to his seat.

Anything (Nayeon x Male Reader)

Nayeon knew that something was wrong. She'd never had the words "see me" written on a homework submission of hers before. She swallowed hard, glancing down at the letters inscribed in red ink on her paper as she made her way through the English wing's desolate hallway. The man she was meant to see, Y/N, had office hours now and this was the only time she could make it to see him before her night shift started at the local diner. She was already in her uniform, a black skirt and white button-up top, in case this meeting ran longer than she anticipated. Tucking the paper away in her messenger bag, Nayeon smoothed her hands over the sides of her skirt. Her palms were a bit sweaty and she was nervous. She wasn't sure what she was being called in for and also she'd secretly had a crush on Professor Y/N since she first laid eyes on him two semesters ago in his Creative Writing course. He was a brilliant, passionate man, an excellent educator, and he was physically attractive on top of all that. The way he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose every few minutes while lecturing often got Nayeon's thoughts drifting...when she wasn't nearly falling asleep from being overworked that is. She arrived outside the man's office and let out a slow exhale. She peeked inside the open doorway, glimpsing him behind his desk with a book in hand. "Professor?" She called to announce herself, lightly knocking on the door.

Y/N leaned over the scattered papers on his desk, furrowing his brows together as he looked over the tests splayed out before him. It was after hours and almost everyone had cleared out of the staff building but Professor Y/N. He was the one usually slaving away at his desk, going over assignments for all the classes he taught.

Teaching was his passion. Anytime he could feel like he was instilling some knowledge into his students filled him with nothing but pure joy. This was his true love. Or at least that was what his ex-wife said to him. He sighed, pulling his glasses off, tossing them on the desk. He leaned back into the chair, rubbing his face with his rough palms. He wanted to go home, have a few scotches on the rocks and pass out in his bed. He peeked at the clock on the wall, muttering a silent curse when he remembered he set up a student/teacher conference with a student he was quite fond of. Im Nayeon was a bright, witty, talented and beautiful girl. He knew he wasn't supposed to think that way about her, but it couldn't be denied. She was stunning. Her grades though weren't. She had been failing his class and it worried him, to say the least. A soft knock at his door, pulled him up from his chair, pushing his glasses back over his face. He heard her soft voice float into the room. "Come in, Miss. Im." He smiled, nodding to the seat in front of his desk.

A soft smile parted her Nayeon's lips as Professor Y/N welcomed her into his office. She wished he'd just call her Nayeon, but he used that formality with all of his students. She nodded and stepped into the room, slipping her bag off of her shoulder, setting it down to the rest against the front of his hardwood desk. Nayeon bit her lip, tasting her cherry gloss as she gazed upon her much admired professor. "You wanted to see me, Professor?" She exhaled, her heart beating a bit faster as she watched Y/N slip his sharp frames back on. She didn't know what it was about a man in glasses that did it for her, but it did. She tore her soft brown eyes away from her teacher and pulled up a chair, perching herself on the edge of it. She pushed her wavy hair back over her shoulder, then folded her hands in her lap to keep herself from chipping her nail polish. "Was there something wrong with my assignment?"

He briefly scanned over the gorgeous beauty, trying to feel some kind of regret as he did. He just couldn't. He appreciated beauty and Nayeon was radiating it. He smirked at her uniform. Must be something for work, but she looked rather charming in it. Y/N could see the tension riddled across her delicate features. He frowned feeling guilty for making her feel stressed in anyway. He ran a hand through his hair before clasping hid hands together, resting them on the desk. "It's not just one assignment, Miss. Im. You've been been suffering in all aspects of the class. You test scores are down, you don't turn in all the homework that is given out and your class assignments have been lacking enthusiasm. You are a very bright woman...girl and I don't want to see you falling behind." He leaned forward, meeting her brown hues. "Has everything been okay?"

She crossed her legs at her ankles in effort to keep them from shaking. Professor Y/N frowned and her dread was confirmed. A small sigh escaped her red lips as he combed his long fingers through his shaggy hair. She wondered many times what it would feel like to do the same with her own fingers. Her mouth fell open slightly as he spoke and her heart plummeted into her stomach. "...are you trying to tell me that I'm failing?" She asked, realizing it was worse than she thought. She'd been taking on double shifts this semester to cover her housing and bills and her work was suffering, she knew, she just didn't know it'd been so obvious to her teacher. "I've been working a lot," She replied truthfully. "I waitress at the diner down the block...I work nights and sometimes during the day, between classes, when they need someone to cover. I've been getting home so late that I try to do the reading but I end up falling asleep. There's never any down time so I can't take work there..." She trailed off, feeling her chest tighten. She looked up at her teacher, willing herself not to get emotional. "I'm just so tired...but I can do the work, I swear. Please, don't fail me." She reached across the desk and placed her hand on top of his, pleading. "Please."

He nodded softly, frowning deeper. "Yes, Nayeon. You are starting to fail this class." The different emotions playing over her face hit him hard. It killed him having to be the bearer of such upsetting news. He listened to her explain her situation. He could relate. Before he was a teacher, Y/N had struggled in life. Floundering in meaningless jobs, trying to find his true passion. He was about to open his mouth to speak, but the gentle touch of her hand over his made him forget how to form words. His eyes moved to the sight of her caramel colored hand resting over his. How long had it been since a woman had touched him? He couldn't remember. "Miss. Im..." He trailed off as his eyes reached her's. Her red lips looked incredibly soft. He had to stop these thoughts. "I'm sorry for your situation, truly I am. I can give you some extra time but if something doesn't change soon....I don't want to fail you. You have such talent." He moved his hand to rest over her's, taking it between his fingers, he squeezed her hand before pulling it away.

Nayeon slowly shook her head as Y/N explained her predicament further. She was actually failing. Failing. She'd never failed a class or had even gotten a grade below a B before. This was devastating news. Her breath hitched in the back of her throat as her teacher's hand came to rest on top of hers. His palm was so warm, comforting. Her lip quivered a bit, beyond her control. "Professor please...I have no spare time. I'm doing double shifts, sometimes triple. I can't cut back on my hours...I support myself. My parents don't help me...there has to be something else I can do." She tilted her head slightly, her hair spiraling down over her shoulder. "This is important to me...so important...I'll do anything..."

"I'll do anything..." He had a few images pop into his mind that he pushed away as quickly as possible. He watched the small tremble of her lips. He didn't need this now too. He suddenly felt extremely awkward and unsure of what to say. "Uh...Miss. Im. All I can suggest is you do your best and try harder. You have 2 weeks before final grades are given. Anything you can hand in or finish by then I'll add to your grade. Hopefully it will help." He leaned back in his chair, pushing his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose. It bothered him to see her so upset. Maybe more than he liked. He wished he could offer the her more time, but he was stretching it out as much as he could already. Typically Nayeon was not one to let her emotions get the better of her. She could feel herself getting upset, but she realized that tears wouldn't solve her problems. And clearly she wasn't putting Professor Y/N in a tough spot. He couldn't do much more to help her than he was already doing. He'd already offered to let her hand in work late. He was a man of integrity who wouldn't bend the rules. She respected that, but Nayeon could see something lingering in the man's dark eyes, behind those sexy glasses. A warmth in the way he looked at her. Perhaps it was pity...but perhaps it was more. Sometimes in class, she would notice Y/N's eyes on her, for a brief moment. They way he looked at her wasn't the same way he looked at his other students, or other girls in general. She bit her lip, glancing down at the surface of his desk. Could it be that he was attracted to her? She couldn't afford to be wrong, but just maybe she could offer him something else. Something he seemed to desire from her more than school work. Peering up at him from under her long lashes, Nayeon whispered, "Professor Y/N...I think I have an idea."

She got up from her chair, pushing it back and out of her way. She turned to the office door and pushed it closed behind her, twisting the little lock. She took a breath and silently prayed that she wasn't about to make a total ass out of herself. Turning to face him again, she met his eyes and paced toward him, rounding the edge of his desk to stand at his side. "I'd like to...do some extra credit." She said softly.

His brows quirked up watching Nayeon stand up from her chair, walking over to close and lock his office door. He shifted in his chair, leaving slightly hot under his collar. He loosened the tie around his neck before she turned back around to face him. The look in her eyes had changed drastically. He could feel the the change in the air. Y/N nervously licked his lips, scanning her curvaceous figure as she swayed over to him. His hands twitched on the desk, thinking about roaming hid fingers all over her sexy curves. His head told him to stop but his body was screaming for him to go. He swallowed hard as she moved to his side, leaning against his desk. "Nayeon...Miss. Im...we can't..." He flicked his eyes over her lips. "It's not right..." He murmured softly. Nayeon noticed the way her teacher had shifted around in his seat. She'd made him nervous, in a good way. Maybe this wasn't so crazy for her to try. She moved in closer to him, her heart beginning to race as she pushed Professor Y/N's limits further. "But you want to..." She said, happily realizing that he hadn't said he didn't want to, only that they couldn't. Her rouged lips parted in a sexy grin. "Professor...I've seen the way you look at me...." She drawled, reaching her hands to the armrests of his chair, turning him away from the desk, toward her instead. She was so close to him that she could feel his body heat radiating off his skin. "You want me...don't you?" She challenged, slowly drawing back as she let go of his chair. She saw him eyeing her lips, so she gave him something to stare at. She tugged at her bottom lip with her front teeth and slowly extended her arm out, grasping the end of his tie with her painted fingertips. She twisted the fabric in her hand, locking her eyes on his. "Admit it."

He listened to every word leaving her rouged lips. Her voice was raspy and low, dripping with seduction. She clearly knew what she was doing. There was no way this was her only time trying to seduce a man. None. He rested his hands on his thighs when she turned his chair to face her. His legs brushed against her's. He had to stifle back a low groan just from that contact alone. It had been too long. That had to be the reason why he wanted to rip her clothes off and dip his head between her lush thighs. He couldn't speak. The beautiful creature in front of him left him completely speechless. Even though it was wrong, he wanted her. It was impossible not to. Y/N realized he must have not hidden his secret glance that well if she herself had noticed them. His eyes stayed glued to her perfect mouth, holding his breath as her teeth bit down gently on her lip. He leaned forward as she pulled on his tie. He didn't have much fight left in him. "Nayeon, you're beautiful...I'm your teacher...." He had to squeeze his thighs to hold back from grabbing her and pulling her into his lap.

Her advances were working. Professor Y/N was practically squirming in his chair, forcing himself to hold back. Nayeon smiled knowingly, pressing her bare legs into his clothed knees. He was fighting a losing battle. Nayeon didn't give up when she was determined to get something. Having had her as a student over the span of 3 classes, Y/N probably knew that too. His eyes were transfixed on her mouth. Gently releasing her lip from her teeth's grasp, she slid her hand up to the knot of his tie, then used both of her hands to undo it. Of course she was aware that a teacher wasn't allowed to fool around with a student. That was common knowledge. "I know," She nodded her head, quietly climbing onto her teacher's lap, gripping the open ends of his tie as her skirt rode up on her thighs. She pulled tighter, bringing his face within an inch of hers, pressing the weight of her lower body into him. She breathed against his lips, her heart thudding in her chest as the gravity of what she was doing hit her, "...that happens to turn me on. Does it..turn you on?"

He froze in place when she climbed into his lap. The light scent of her perfume filtered it's way into his senses, furthering clouding his judgement. He moved his hands to the side as her legs straddled his lap. His eyes lowered to watch her skirt ride high up her tan thighs. He should stop her. He should pull her off his lap and just tell her to leave. But he couldn't. He didn't want to. She was beautiful, smart and sexier than any woman he knew. How could a man not desire her. Her full breasts crushed against her chest, emitting a soft moan past his lips. Her mouth was hovering dangerously close to his. He could smell the sweet scent of her gloss. He wanted a taste. He couldn't deny her anymore. His hand quickly reached up to grasp the back of her neck, squeezing it firmly. "Yes, Nayeon....you turn me on." He growled, crushing his lips to hers.

Adrenaline surged through Nayeon as she settled into her professor's lap, pressing down against his hips through his slacks. This was really happening and it was thrilling, awakening every cell in her petite body. She'd thought that Y/N's voice was sexy already, but she'd never heard anything as sexy as the low moan he released when she pressed her firm breasts into his chest. She grinned to herself, knowing that he wouldn't fight his desire for her any longer. When his hand grasped at her nape, a soft gasp peeled from her red lips. Heat spread throughout her whole body, eminating from between her legs as their mouths meshed together. "Mmm," She moaned softly against her teacher's warm lips, wrapping the ends of his tie tightly around her knuckles, keeping him close. In truth, she wasn't even thinking of her failing grades now. She'd wanted to do this to Y/N for so long. She could only tihnk about how good this felt and how much she wanted to please the great man underneath her. She parted her lips to his, lightly tracing the tip of his tongue with hers. Slowly winding her hips against his, she rubbed up against him through his pants, curious to find out how hard she could get him. She let go of his tie, letting it dangle around his shirt collar, moving her hands to the sides of his neck. She ran her fingers through his shaggy mane, grasping handfuls of his thick hair as her navy blue panties began to damp underneath her hiked skirt.

Cherries. She tasted like cherries. The tempting sweet taste of her lips made him hungry for more. He gripped her neck tighter as her moan vibrated across his lips. His cock twitched under his pants, rising to life the more her body writhed above him. Y/N welcomed her soft tongue into his mouth, snaking their tongues together, he kissed her passionately. He groaned softly when her hands clutched onto his thick locks. Every touch made him harder. Her tongue hotly caressing against his made him think of other places he wanted his wiggling tongue to be. If her lips tasted this amazing he could only wonder how her hot juices tasted. He moved his hand down her neck, tracing his fingers down the smooth curve of her spine. His thick palms slid over her ass, gently squeezing the firm cheeks,m he pulled her harder into his lap. He could feel the warmth glowing from between her legs. He grasped her backside and lifted them out of the chair, quickly setting her on his desk. He grabbed her thighs, roughly pulling her against him. He pressed his lips to her throat, nipping at her heated skin, he moved his hand between her legs, sighing when he felt her dampened panties. "So wet..." He whispered, rubbing his fingers over the wet fabric of her panties.

She couldn't stop herself from moaning again as Y/N squeezed the back of her neck tighter; that happened to be a turn-on of hers. She could feel him getting aroused underneath her and she liked it. His tongue felt rough against hers as they kissed, and that only made her kiss him harder. He was a spectacular kisser; even better than she'd imagined before. Nayeon knew that Professor Y/N was single, through idle gossip of her classmates, but in this moment, she couldn't figure out why. He was sexy, in a refined way and clearly passionate in the physical sense once provoked enough. She shivered under the teasing touch of his finger, moving down her back. She moaned, feeling his fingers curl tight around her ass. A soft giggle left her mouth when he sat her down on top of his desk, roughly pulling her toward the edge of it toward him. Damn, that was sexy. She tilted her head to the side, leaning into his mouth as he kissed and nibbled her neck, slipping his hand between her legs. "See what you've done to me?" She whimpered softly, pushing her thighs further apart as he brushed his digits against her through her panties. "You make me so hot, professor..." She grasped his shirt collar, letting her hands drift down to his top button. Looking into his eyes, more sure about this than ever, she began twisting the buttons free from their holes, eager to get her teacher undressed.

He held her eyes, watching her hands work the buttons of his shirt. He rubbed his fingers harder over her clit. She was soaked for him. It was all for him. He could never admit to himself, but he had wanted her from the moment she walked into his class. It was a difficult temptation he fought every time she walked into a room. He peeled away his shirt, pulling his tie over his head. "Call me Y/N." His hands slid to the sides of her panties, hooking his thumbs under the waistband, he tugged them down her legs, dropping them to the floor. He fell to his knees, beholding the stunning goddess sprawled on his desk. "You're fucking gorgeous." He murmured, hiking her skirt up her thighs. He pulled her towards the edge of the desk, gripping her inner thighs. He inhaled the heady scent of her wet sex into his nostrils. Fuck. She smelled amazing. He moved a hand to stroke her puffy lips, separating the warm folds to see her pink clit. He wrapped his lips around the throbbing nub, sucking gently as he slipped a finger inside her, stroking the long digit in and out of her tight cunt. Her nimble fingers worked quickly, undoing all of his shirt buttons. Her breath caught in her throat as Y/N continued to rub his fingers against her hot cunt through her underwear. The added pressure of his digits made her squirm toward him for more. She nodded attentively, pleased that she'd been given the privilege of calling her professor by his first name, though to be honest, there was something sexy about calling him professor while doing all these dirty things with him. Her hands reached out for his chest once he'd removed his starchy button-up shirt. She scratched her fingernails over his pecs, leaning up from the desk to let him tug her panties off. Hearing Y/N lose his professional composure and swear when he called her gorgeous made her drip with need for him. He pulled her close again and she leaned back, using her elbows to prop herself up.

She watched him eagerly, licking her lips at the sight of him stooping down between her legs. His sturdy finger probed between her pussy lips, exposing her pink bud. "Uuhh," She moaned with delight as his rough tongue and smooth lips enclosed her soft clit, making her nipples stiffen noticeably against her top. His thick finger eased in passed her wet lips, teasing her, making her crave his cock. "Y/N..." She moaned softly, trying to grasp onto the desk in some way to hold herself up. "Fuck...make me cum."

He rested his head against her inner thigh, lapping his tongue over her clit. Her begging moans and soft whimpers made his cock throb hard in his black trousers. He wanted to hear more. He slipped another finger inside her, pumping faster as he flicked his tongue back and forth over her swollen nub. She teased like heaven. He feared she was becoming a slight addiction. Her sounds, tastes and the way her face moved in pleasure, he was hooked. He wiggled his tongue faster over clit, thrusting his digits quickly inside her. "I want your cum on my tongue, Nayeon. I want to fucking taste all of you." He growled diving his tongue deep into her cunt with his pumping fingers. Every time her professor's tongue flicked out against her fattened clit, Nayeon squirmed a little more, raking her nails over the smooth grain of his desk. He pushed a second finger passed her wet pussy lips, fingering her tight hole with a vengeance. "Oh God," she arched her back, nearly overwhelmed by the realization that she was in the middle of getting head from her teacher. And he was so good at it; she couldn't believe it. She was panting and writhing on the edge of his desk, a pleasing pressure building deep inside of her. She whimpered over his words. She never thought she'd hear him speak like this. It was so fucking sexy. "You're so...uhhh...I'm gonna cum." She pulled herself up as best as she could and slipped her fingers into Y/N's hair, pulling his face tightly into her wet core. "Right there.."

He dove his face deeper into her dripping sex, thrusting his tongue harder into her cunt. He slipped his fingers from her tight slit, quickly rubbing them over her hard clit. He wanted her to cum hard. He wanted it covering his mouth, licking the remains clean of his full lips. He pushed down hard on the throbbing bud, sucking her wet folds, greedily. He looked up to her eyes, seeing the look of desire burning deep in her coffee brown hues. Once would never be enough. He would have to have her again. She was perfect and right now, she was all his. He grinned against her soaked lips when she pressed his face deeper into her cunt. He grinded his mouth and tongue all over her wet core, vigorously rubbing her swollen clit. "Cum for me Nayeon." "F-Fuuuck.." Nayeon grasped her professor's thick mane tightly between her slender fingers, bucking her hips against his burrowing tongue and fingers. Her pussy clenched hard around his probing appendages and her eyelids fluttered shut as an explosion of wet heat gushed out to Y/N's eager mouth. She writhed on the edge of the desk, riding his lips, nose and chin as her cunt walls spasmed intensely, harder than ever. Her body shook hard and she lie back on the desk, unable to hold herself up as her orgasm rippled through her. "Professor Y/N...I've never cum so fucking hard..." She gasped, opening her eyes to watch him, completely in awe of what just happened.

He refused to stop fucking her sweet cunt with his mouth until he tasted her hot release all over his waiting tongue. Watching her writhe on his desk was by far the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He wanted to have this sight to himself on a regular basis. Maybe a few more "meetings" would be in order. He felt her body tense tight and by the sound of her growing moans he knew she was close. He dove his tongue deeper, burying his face deep in her pussy the moment he felt her juices gushing into his mouth. A low groan vibrated over her clit as he sucked up her sweet cum. He lapped her wet folds, licking her clean of her slick arousal. He looked up to her, grinning when he heard she had never climaxed so intensely before. "We aren't done yet." He murmured, kissing her inners thighs as his hands reached up to the waistband of her skirt, tugging the fabric down her smooth legs.

Now that Nayeon knew what it felt like to have her professor's face buried between her tanned thighs, his lips and tongue working relentlessly on her clit and puffed cunt lips, she was determined that this wouldn't be their last private session. Y/N had opened her eyes to the truth. She didn't need to waste her time fucking lame undergrads who had no clue what to do to please her. She needed a man, and Y/N was a sexy, perfect specimen of one. He obviously had a strong sexual appetite and it hadn't taken him long to show that to her. She grinned when he reminded her that they'd only just begun to fool around. She lifted her ass from the desk, letting him pull her skirt off, her glistening cunt fully exposed. "You're right, Y/N..." She eased down from the desk, standing before her teacher, her legs shaking still from her orgasm. Grazing her fingernails down his bare chest, she leaned in and pressed her hot lips to his collarbone. "It's your turn now." She purred, moving her hands down to the front of his slacks, quickly undoing his button and zipper. She kissed his neck, sucking hard on his warm skin, toying with the idea of leaving a mark she could admire from her seat in class. Slipping her hand inside of his underwear, she glid her fingers along his hot length. His cock felt big and hard under her fingertips. She curled her fingers into a fist around it, slowly starting to stroke it.

His eyes glazed over her soaking wet cunt. He could feel his cock press tightly against the zipper of his pants as he thought about filling that beautiful pussy with his aching shaft. "My turn?" He drawled, smirking down into her hypnotic brown eyes. He stood still, glancing down to watch her nimble fingers work at the button of his trousers, wasting little time to pull his zipper down, relieving some pressure from his growing erection. He sighed as her lips met his neck, sucking gently on his skin. He tangled his hand into her hair, bunching her silky locks between his fingers. Her hand slipped under his boxers, circling her delicate fingers around his pulsing cock. He groaned softly, tightening his grip on her hair as she began to pump his shaft with sweet slow strokes.

"Yes...it's your turn to be taken care of," She grinned softly, grazing her teeth against his adam's apple, her fingers tightening around his thick shaft. She used her free hand to grasp the waistband of his boxers and shift them down from her professor's hips as she maintained a steady rhythm of slow strokes on his growing hard-on. He was getting stiffer in her hand, but she wouldn't be satisfied until she got to taste his hot cock, enveloping it in her warm mouth, making it shine with her saliva. His fingers entwined in her brown hair, luring her closer to him. Nayeon smiled to herself, knowing that Y/N was in for a treat. "Relax..." She purred, gently releasing his dick from her grasp, sliding her hands up to his chest. "Have a seat," She gave him a playful shove backward, guiding him to sit down in his office chair. Lowering to the floor in front of him, she placed her hands on his knees and slowly inched them up his thighs. His sparse body hair tickled her palms. She raked her fingernails down over his inner thighs and wrapped her fingers around his base, wasting little time. She eyed the hard shaft up close, licking her lips at its formidable size and thickness. "I think you might be too big for my tight, little pussy, professor," She teased, leaning in between his legs, giving the head of his cock a slow lick. "I guess we'll see." Lifting her gaze to meet his, Nayeon opened her mouth and pulled his erection in passed her red lips. "Mmm." She moaned softly, giving his base a little squeeze as she lowered her mouth on his cock, seeing how much of his length she could fit.

He fell back into his chair without hesitation. Her brazen sexual advances were making his cock harder by the second. Her arousal still lingered on tongue as he licked his lips, watching her drop between his legs. He bit his lip when her manicured nails raked along his thighs, inching closer to his thick cock. Her expression looking over his impressive girth made him feel incredible. She knew how to make a man feel damn good and not just in the physical sense. Her fingers wrapped around his base, making his cock throb in her hands. "Oh, it's gonna fit." He chuckled softly, grazing her cheek with the back of his fingers. He shuddered lightly when her pink tongue licked the swollen tip of his cock. He sucked in a quick breath the moment her warm mouth started to devour his rigid pole. "Fuck, Nayeon.." He grabbed a fistful of her brown hair, guiding her head up and down, groaning louder the further her perfect mouth took him in.

Nayeon's clit throbbed when Professor Y/N assured her that his massive cock would fit in her tight cunt. Clearly, he was going to see to it that she took every inch of him and that made her body flush with an excited heat. She could tell that she was in for a wild fuck at the hands of her very capable teacher. She moaned softly at the gentle touch of his fingers against her hot cheek as she teased his fat tip, eagerly lapping up the saline secretions oozing from his tiny opening. Y/N tensed visibly underneath her, reacting as more of his thick shaft disappeared into her mouth. Sealing her lips as tightly around Y/N's rigid dick as possible, Nayeon consumed his length down to his sturdy base. Slowly bobbing her head up and down between his thighs, she sucked his shaft hard and made sure to attend to every veiny ridge with her tongue. Keeping her big brown eyes on Professor Y/N's as his fingers grasped a handful of her hair, Nayeon traced her fingertips along his inner thigh and reached down further to gently rub against his balls. His hot cock filled her mouth and poked toward the back of her throat, restricting her air a bit. She was happy to let him guide her mouth up and down his slick cock as he pleased, knowing that the pleasure he'd return for her efforts would be well worth it.

His head fell back against his chair, closing his eyes and enjoying the heavenly feel of her hot mouth, sucking him hard. His hips gently rocked up and down, filling her mouth to the brim with his massive length. She took every inch of him without a hint of hesitation. He wanted that mouth on his cock as much as he could get it. Not many women could take him all in. Nayeon was clearly not like most women. Both his hands reached into her soft tresses, curling her hair around his fists. He grunted deep, lifting her head up and down, rhythmically bucking his hips off the chair. He made sure to be careful while he gently pumped his thick length into her mouth. Not wanting to hurt his perfect student in anyway. He lifted his lids, peering down at Nayeon as she took his cock deep in her mouth. Their eyes locked and it made his shaft twitch hard against her tongue. He needed to have his cock buried in her tight cunt soon. If her mouth felt this amazing, he could only imagine how tight and wonderful her pussy would feel. "Fuck Nayeon." He squeezed her hair in his hand, groaning roughly, dropping his head back against the chair. Nayeon sucked her professor's cock into her hot mouth, bobbing her head in rhythm with the gentle upward thrusts of his hips. She pulled her lips from his wet hard-on, running her tongue up along its sticky underside, then swirling her tongue around his swollen head. Wrapping her fingers around the middle of his shaft, she pumped his length quickly, coming up for air but determined to continue making him feel good. "What do you want me to do now?" She breathed, hopeful that he wanted to fuck her, making good on his promise that he'd fit inside her tight hole. "How shall I earn my extra credit?" She teased, grazing her thumb over his shiny helmet, smearing his arousal.

His eyes rolled in to the back of his head as her mouth worked his wet cock. He gently pumped his hips up an down, pushing his length deep down her throat. She took it all. This was by the best oral pleasure any woman had ever given him. She was skilled and attentive to his throbbing cock. She certainly knew how to please him. He looked down to her, exhaling when her mouth popped off his saliva covered shaft. Her hand pumped his thick length as she gazed up at him, a hint of his pre cum lingered on her glossy lips. A deep shudder rippled through him when her thumb swept over his swollen tip. "I have an idea." He smirked, moving his hands to grasp her shoulders, pulling her to her feet. He stood up from the chair, kissing her deeply as he worked the buttons of her shirt. He slipped it down her arms, reaching around to unclasp her bra, dropping it to the floor. He broke the kiss to look at every inch of her flawless body. His hands ran up and down her bare sides. "Stunning." He murmured, turning her around, gently bending her over, he guided his cock to her slick entrance, teasing her wet folds with the head of his smooth cock.

Nayeon glowed with pride when Y/N shuddered under the teasing lick of her tongue. He was rock solid now, thanks to her hot mouth. She thought she was good at giving blowjobs before, but her teacher's reactions to her talent were the best confirmation of that fact. A small moan passed through her lips when Professor Y/N took hold of her shoulders, lifting her to her feet. She knew what was coming and it made her tingle with anticipation between her thick thighs. When his lips touched hers, an electrical charge rippled through her frame, sending every cell in her body into a frenzy. She felt his fingers brush against her chest as he quickly undid her shirt buttons. Her pink nipples poked out freely as soon as he removed the fabric cups from her skin. He grinned softly as their lips parted, watching him eagerly drink in her nude figure. The heat magnified between her legs when his hands reached out for her body, his fingers grazing her bare sides. "Thank you," She whispered, her lips parting in a warm smile. She giggled softly, placing her hands on the desk when he turned her around and bent her over it. "Professor..." She purred, sticking her ass out further, glancing back at him over her shoulder. This was the kinkiest thing she'd ever done and she could tell it was about to get a whole lot kinkier. She moaned, sliding her palms up along the grain of the desk as the tip of his cock teased her pink folds. She pressed back against her teacher, hungrily grinding against his erection. "My pussy's ready for your big dick...please don't make me beg."

He smoothed his free hand over her firm ass, rubbing his palm up and down her warm skin. His teeth clamped down on his bottom lip when she pushed her ass against him, looking over at him seductively. "Ms. Im..." He teased back, delivering a playful slap to her tan cheeks. He wanted to be inside her so badly. He wanted her slick juices covering his veiny shaft, moaning his name while he fucked hard. His dick twitched noticeable at the thought. He chuckled deep at her attempt to sink his cock into her cunt. "You'll get it, Nayeon. I promise." He slapped her ass a little harder, rubbing his tip faster between her soaked lips. He wouldn't make the beautiful girl beg. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed to have her. He parted her legs with his knee, moving his hands to her hips, gripping them hard. He slowly sunk his length inside her, filling her up until his whole shaft disappeared into her tight slit. He groaned deep, pulling his cock back out and slowly pushing it back in again. "Jesus Nayeon." He leaned down, dropping warm kisses up her spine. He wanted to give her time to adjust to his thick size before he started slamming his dick into her wet pussy. "Are you ready for this cock?" He flicked his tongue over her heated skin.(edited)

When Professor Y/N's palm came down on her bare ass, Nayeon shivered on impact. She gasped softly, a chill rippling through her chest and working its way down between her legs. Her clit throbbed when he said her name. She hadn't dabbled much in spanking, but it was hot when he did it. Y/N kept surprising her with his sexually adventurous nature. She wondered what other kinks he had, that other students would never have the pleasure of finding out about. She get him to show her. She was an eager student, after all. "Uhh," She whimpered when he slapped her bare cheek again, her fingernails scratching along the surface of his desk. The hot trickle of her arousal slipped down the back of her thigh. She turned her face forward, trying her best to stabilize herself as his cock slowly sunk into her wet entrance. "Fuck," She growled, feeling his entire length ease inside of her hot cunt. Her walls stretched to accommodate his size. She leaned down into the desk, crushing her breasts into the smooth wood as Y/N's lips snaked up her back while his shaft slowly pushed and pulled within her soft folds. She nodded weakly, moaning in reply to his scathing tongue, "Yes...your favorite student needs to be fucked."(edited)

Her sexual assuring words let him know she was ready for him. He took a slow breath, pulling his cock out from her cunt one last time. He planted his feet, digging his fingertips into her hips, thrusting his stiff length hard into her cunt. "Nayeon!" He rasped harshly, tilting his head up to look at the ceiling, he started bucking his hips, thrusting deep inside her. His eyes closed, giving into the overwhelming sensation of her walls clenching around his stiff pole. The hard smacking noise of their bodies colliding together echoed in the tiny room. He tightened his hold on her hips, rocking her body hard up an down his cock. He grunted deep with each thrust, roughly massaging his hands against her feverish skin. He leaned down, still pumping his hips, pressing close to her ear. "Such a good student, Ms. Im." He kissed behind her ear, leaning back up to continue his hot assault on her tight pussy.

Nayeon braced herself as best as she could when she felt Y/N's fingers tighten around her supple hips. She spread her legs a little wider, leaning her pelvis into the edge of the professor's desk. Her walls relaxed upon his slow withdrawal and tightened as soon as his tip pushed passed her slippery lips again. "Uhh," She moaned loudly, her legs shaking a bit as his hard cock pushed into her with a jolting force. She bit the center of her lip as he slammed into her, instintively clenching her thighs, narrowing her hot tunnel around his penetrating length. "Fuuck." She mewed, the sounds of their sex invading her ears, the scent of their arousal filling the air around them. Her nipples rubbed into the surface of the desk as each thrust into her dripping cunt made her lurch forward then recoil back onto his hips. She tilted her head back slightly, a wicked grin forming on her cherry flavored lips when her teacher breathed hotly against her ear. "...you're the ...best teacher...I've ever ..haad." She moaned, with no traces of sarcasm in her raspy voice. He was teaching her things that she never imagined he would. She reached back with her right hand, curling her fingers around his wrist, squeezing it tighter, the harder he bucked his hips against her ass. She was so incredibly wet for him, she could hear the squishing sounds of his shaft plunging back and forth in her soaked sex. He filled her up so snugly, she could feel every ridge on his cock grinding in and out of her pink slit, causing a dull ache to develop deep within her pussy.

He could feel her arousal dripping down his legs with every pull of his cock. He was coated in her sticky juices, plunging his cock further into her wet heaven. She squeezed her thighs tight, hugging every hard vein lining his thick cock. Y/N moved his hand to over her ass, squeezing her soft flesh before delivering another quick slap. The sexy sound of his hand meeting her cheeks made his shaft buck hard inside her. He pulled back his hand again, smacking her pink cheeks with another hard blow. "Fuck, Nayeon." He panted hard, massaging her reddened skin. All he could think about was the next time he was going to fuck her. He couldn't stop thinking about all the different ways to worship and ravish her perfect body all over his office, maybe even one day his own bed. He scooped his arm under her breasts, pulling her up from the desk. "Keep your hands on the desk." He replied firmly, ramming his length inside her. He kept one hand latched to her hip while the other started teasing her her nipples. He rolled and squeezed the taut buds between his fingers, licking his lips at the thought of tugging her perfect tits between his teeth. He pinched them hard, thrusting his shaft upwards into her snug core.

Nayeon whimpered as her teacher's palm collided with her firm ass cheek. The quick smack made her whole frame shiver and even after his hand left her pinkened skin, the delicious sting lingered. Y/N was exercising his authority over her and she loved it. "Oooh," She moaned deeply, arching her back when his open palm slapped her ass again. She bowed her head, letting her wavy brown hair spill freely over her shoulders, tickling the sides of her face. The sensations assaulting her body, inside and out, were overwhelming. When Professor Y/N reached underneath her, pulling her upper body up from the desk, she could barely make sense of his command. She bit down hard on her lip, loosening her grasp from his wrist and replaced her hands on the surface of the desk as he'd instructed. "Yes professor..." She panted, the ache between her thighs growing more intense, making her squirm underneath him as he tweaked her stiff nipples. His hips banged so forcefully into her backside that she had to readjust the position of her hands over and over to keep herself from collapsing to the desk. "I'm close...so close..." She moaned, feeling the tell-tale tingle resonate within her squeezing walls.

Her sultry voice flooded into his ears, informing him of her impending release. He was close as well. Her wet cunt drenched his cock, making it hard for him to keep up the fight of letting go and emptying his hot release deep inside her. He called upon what willpower he had left to hold back, waiting for his perfect student to cum all over his darting shaft. He moved his hand to her other bud, teasing it roughly just like the other. A sheen of sweat covered their hot skin. The room was thick with warmth and the smell of their fevered sex hung heavy in the air. Y/N dropped his head to her neck, nipping at her skin. His slid his hand from her hip, dipping his fingers between her legs, pressing down hard on her swollen clit. His fingers rubbed quickly over the slippery nub, pumping his cock faster into her hot slit. "Come for me Nayeon." He kissed her shoulders, thrusting with quick hard jolts.

"Mmmm." Nayeon chewed her full bottom lip, stifling a series of deep moans as she rocked back and forth under the weight of Y/N's solid body. She closed her eyes, feeling both of her professor's hands around her firm tits, tweaking her hard, pink nipples. Her palms slowly eased forward against the smooth surface of his desk, sweat making it harder for her to hold her position as commanded. Y/N's warm lips covered her neck with urgent, wet kisses, flooding her skin with a searing heat. His hand slipped down between her legs and she nearly came from the mere contact of his fingers brushing her plumped clit. "Y/N..." She whimpered, her petite body quivering as he rubbed her soft bud rapidly, quickening the pace of his thrusts at the same time. Her breaths were coming in loud pants now, her chest heaving and her abdominal muscles clenching as her climax drew near. "Uhh...uhhhh..." She whined, unable to form coherent words as the pleasure intensified deep inside her cunt until she melted hotly all over her teacher's pistoning cock. "F-f-fuuuuuck!" She cried, throwing her head back, her hair sweeping over her naked shoulders, sticking to her sweaty skin. Her eyes fluttered closed in pure ecstasy, and her whole body convulsed with pleasure. Her pussy clenched tightly then pulsed hard, releasing her hot juices all over her teacher's punishing weapon.

Her wet walls hugged him tight. She started moaning louder and louder. Her breath was coming out in short quick pants. He knew she was so close to bathing his aching member in her hot cream. He thrusted harder, rubbing her pink clit even faster. She writhed her sweat glazed body against him, slipping her firm ass over the taut skin of his stomach. She whimpered hard, clenching her pussy tight around his cock. "Fuck...cum Nayeon. Cum just for me." He growled, driving his length in and out of her core. It wasn't long until he felt her body tense up quickly than buck hard in his arms as her juicy release gushed to the head of his cock, drenching his fingers and palm. "Uhh..." He shuddered to the feeling of her cum coating his entire cock. He was done for. He let his willpower go flying out the window. Moving his wet hands back to her hips, he dug his hands into her skin, thrusting a few hard pumps before stilling behind her. "Fuck!" He bellowed, shaking hard as his release filled inside her.

Professor Y/N asking for Nayeon to cum, just for him, had to be the sexiest words she'd ever heard him utter. Her toes curled and she squirmed against his pelvis, her smooth walls continuing to squeeze his thick cock. He pummeled her pink folds to the very last moment, pushing through her involuntary resistance until he couldn't prolong his orgasm any further. "Mmm yess," Nayeon purred as Y/N plunged his hard length deep inside of her one last time, shaking within the tight confines of her wet pussy. A satisfied grin formed on her lips, feeling her favorite teacher's cock tremble and erupt between her dripping, hot cunt lips. She peered over her shoulder at him, slowly rocking back and forth on shaft, milking every last drop of his sticky, hot cum. Her walls were still spasming around him when she sighed, "So...can we work something out, Professor? I think you can see how badly I want to pass your class." He felt dizzy after his mindblowing release. He held her hips tight for leverage as the bones in his legs turned to jelly. He groaned softly, biting his lip, watching her pump her body up and down his cock, pulling every last once of his thick load from his swollen tip. He couldn't remember the last time he came so hard and so intensely. His cock still throbbed hard against her pulsating walls. He grinned at the sight of her bent over, looking over her shoulder. " I do, Nayeon. I think we can work something out." He ran his hands up and down her sides, kissing the skin behind her shoulder blades. "Maybe a few private tutoring sessions would help." He bit down softly on her skin, nipping the hot flesh along her neck. "4 times a week should do it....maybe more." He whispered against her ear, sliding his hand between her legs one last time to feel her drenched cunt. He gently pushed down on her swollen bud, teasing her with the tip of his finger. "Are you willing to work that hard, Ms. Im?"

Exhaling a shaky breath of relief, Nayeon smiled up at her handsome teacher, licking her lips at the sight of his disheveled hair and his sweaty chest and stomach. His glasses were slightly askew on his face, no doubt from the exertion of pounding her so forcefully on top of his desk. "I'm so relieved," She sighed softly, relaxing under the warm caress of his fingers along her sides, smiling as he softly kissed her smooth back. A soft giggle escaped passed her wet lips when his teeth playfully tugged at her skin. "Four or more?" She repeated, loving the idea of getting one-on-one time with Professor Y/N like this. It'd be there dirty little secret. "If you feel that's best. I have no doubts that you can get the best out of me with that extra attention." She said, feeling him breathe hotly against her ear as he snaked his hand between her thighs. Her breath hitched in her throat as his digits rubbed her sensitive clit. "Yes...yes, I'll work hard for you, I promise." She moaned, squeezing her thighs to trap his hand in place, grinding against his massaging fingers.

Her sticky, lush thighs shut tight around his hand, trapping his teasing digits between her legs. He pulled his spent cock from her cunt, moaning as her tight snatch pulled ion his shaft. "How much extra credit do you plan on doing? He chuckled softly, rubbing harder on her pink clit. "I can give you as much as you want, Ms. Im." He pumped his digit inside her, kissing along the slender column of her neck. He couldn't' get enough of her. He didn't want to stop touching and kissing her body, even after being spent from their heated fucking in his office. He turned her around, leaning her ass against the desk, he held her brown eyes, rubbing his fingers quickly over her clit. His tongue flicked out, swiping across her bottom lip. "I don't know if I can stop touching you." He pressed down harder on her bud, hovering his lips above her's. "You might have to stop me." He smiled, sliding his hand to cup one of her pert breasts, rubbing his palm over her stiff nipple. Nayeon shuddered as Y/N withdrew his thick shaft from her snug cunt. She missed the fullness desperately. "Uhhh," She leaned back against her teacher, enjoying the tease of his fingers on her pink button. "As much as you can give me." She moaned, angling he neck to his hot lips as his fingers probed inside of her wetness. She giggled softly when he grasped her hip and turned her around to face him. She leaned back into his desk, biting her lip as their brown eyes met. She grasped his forearms as he rubbed her clit harder and faster, making the pressure inside of her stir again. "I don't want ...you to stop," She purred, squirming under his diligent hand. Her legs were trembling under her already. For a split-second she glanced up at the wall behind Y/N and caught sight of the clock hanging overhead. "Shit." She gasped, squeezing his arm with her fingernails, just as her walls began to tense around his slick digits. "I have...have to go...to work."

He really didn't want her to leave. She was naked, soaked and eager for more of his touch. He could spend the rest of his night, pleasuring her until she could barely move, but he knew the importance of her needing this job. She needed money to pay for school. Without it she would have to drop out and that wasn't an option he wanted to consider. He stroked his finger inside her tight cunt a few more thrusts before slowly pulling out, sucking on the wet finger. "Mmm." He grinned wickedly, popping the digit free past his lip. He wanted to bury his head back between her legs and make her cum all over his mouth again. He cupped her cheek, leaning in to kiss her softly, pressing his naked frame against her's. "Then you must go." He sighed, as his cock grazed over her hot slit. He wanted her again, but he had to let her go for now. He dropped his hand, bending down to pull up his trousers. He buttoned them back on, looking up to meet her eyes. "Can I see you tomorrow? For tutoring purposes." He grinned, grabbing her hips, squeezing tight.

The last thing that Nayeon wanted was to leave Professor Y/N's office to go to work. The bus boys always hit on her and her shifts seemed endless. She wouldn't have time to go back to her dorm and shower, she might be late as it was. But she wouldn't have passed on this experience for anything. She didn't regret a single minute of it. Not one single, hot, forbidden minute. Nayeon moaned, wishing she could stay longer and let her teacher finish her off again properly. She watched as he licked her arousal clean off his finger and leaned in against his body when he pressed his warm mouth to hers. His cock brushed between her thighs and she shivered involuntarily, knowing the true power of it. She grabbed her clothes from the floor and quickly pulled on her panties and skirt. Her panties were soaked, but she'd have to keep them on. Professor Y/N pulled her close to him and asked if he'd see her the next day to carry on with their little arrangment and she blushed. "Of course. I want all the extra help I can get." She replied, leaning up to give him a kiss, playfully tugging his bottom lip as she pulled away. She grinned and finished dressing, slinging the strap of her bag over her shoulder. Stepping backward to his office door, she kept her eyes on him. "Tomorrow, Professor." She reminded him, blinding undoing the lock. "By the way...when my panties are sticking to me through my whole shift...I'll be thinking of you." She poked her tongue out at Y/N and turned away, pulling the office door open and stepping out into the hall to head on her merry way to the diner.

The Temptress (Tzuyu x Male Reader)

Plink. Plink. Plink.

The sound of the dripping faucet echoed through the cramped motel room, keeping Y/N miles away from a restful sleep. After finishing up a summer of fine arts and business classes abroad, he'd decided to stay in Italy for another week to do some traveling and really soak up the local culture. Nevermind that he didn't have much money left for expenses. All he needed was some fine wine and some fine women and his extended stay would be considered a success. It was late and he had planned to get some rest to walk about the city in the morning, but he just couldn't manage to relax. If the leaky faucet wasn't enough, the creaking bed and the loud moans of the couple fucking next door definitely was. Maybe crashing at a dive motel on the outskirts of  Italy wasn't as good an idea as it seemed at first. He couldn't understand the language perfectly, but as soon as the woman started calling to God, Y/N pulled himself out of bed, deciding not to wait around for the big finish. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt and slipped his feet into sneakers on his way to the motel room door. There was a beach nearby. He'd take a walk and hopefully come back to silence.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

The slow tick of her alarm clock, that rested on her nightside, felt almost deafening to her ears. The silence in her large home was overwhelming. Her husband was away again on business for his booming fishing company. He traveled a lot for his business, but now it seemed like an excuse to stay away from his wife and home. It had been almost 8 months since they had last made love. Tzuyu wasn't a fool. She knew that a man like her husband would go out and look elsewhere to satisfy his needs. Why did she stay? She used to believe it was love. Now she knew it was the fear of being on her own. She married her husband when she was 19. They had been together for 14 years and with his successful business, she never had to work. He lavished her with gifts and love for the first 5 years of their marriage. A few years later, he stopped with the gifts and his affections became less enthused and genuine as before. She tried spicing up things up in the bedroom and planned romantic surprises but he didn't seem to care anymore. She rolled out of her very empty bed and headed into her large walk-in closet. She slipped on a long, black, sleeveless maxi dress over her bare body. A walk on the beach might help to relax and hopefully fall back asleep. She slipped out the back door, walking down her porch steps. The soft sand crunched gently under her toes as she walked to the water's edge. The sky was clear and every star was bright. She turned her eyes to the sky, feeling so incredibly small in such a vast world.

Approaching the sandy beach, Y/N stooped down to untie his shoes. The cool sand would feel nice under his bare feet, he thought. He undid the long laces and grasped his shoes by their tongues, standing up to step onto the fine white sand. The beach was quiet, all but for the whispery crashes of the beautiful blue ocean waves onto the shore. He inhaled the night air deeply and smiled as a light warm breeze caressed his arms. It was so amazing here, being in Europe, surrounded by natural beauty, no traffic congestion, no stress. Y/N paced toward the water's edge as if being magnetically drawn there. The sand was surprisingly warm still underneath his feet, despite the sinking of the sun hours ago. He looked up into the dark sky. He chuckled to himself, he couldn't remember the last time he'd ever seen a real star. The city lights always seemed to cover them up. As he grew closer to the water, he noticed someone standing at the shore. A woman, getting her toes wet in the surf. She had a breath-taking silhouette under the pale glow of the moon, even in the dark he could make out the sensuous curves underneath her dress. "Bella Notte." He called to her, not wanting to frighten her. "Beautiful night" was one of the few Italian phrases he knew. She dipped her bare feet into the water, bunching up the fabric of her dress in her hands, hiking it up her legs.

The soft lap of the waves gently tickled her feet. How many nights she had spent walking this beach, longing for the company of her husband. Longing for just any company. She sighed peacefully as the wind whipped her hair softly around her face, caressing her pale cheeks. Something about tonight felt different. Everything seemed the same. The sky was clear, the waves crashed gently against the shore, and the random sounds of music and people bustling in the city lingered close by. It was the cool chill, that would occasionally brush over her skin, making the hairs on the nape of her neck stand upright that made her feel like something different was in the air. It almost felt like something was coming...someone. Tzuyu felt foolish. Nothing or no one was coming for her. It would be another night, sleeping alone, yearning to remember the feeling of someone wanting to touch her. A cool and collected voice turned her attention away from the water. A younger-looking man stood a few feet away from her, seeming to enjoy the beautiful night just as she was. He was very handsome. Dark hair, dark eyes, a fit lean build with a faint showing of a stubbled beard. Tzuyu pushed back her thick hair that tossed around her face. "Molto Bella." She smiled, looking back to the water. Y/N was slightly taken aback when the woman turned to him.

She was stunningly beautiful. Long dark hair, cascading over her shoulders, a bright smile on her pouty lips. Her dress dipped down in the front, allowing him a peek at her perfect cleavage. She was a few years his senior, but she was so amazingly gorgeous that it didn't matter. Whatever had brought her out to the beach at this hour was a godsend. Y/N stuck his hands into his jeans' pockets as he moved to her side, letting the gentle waves flow over his feet. "Your accent's a lot better than mine," He chuckled, assuming the woman was a native of the land. It wasn't hard to guess, judging by her sexy features and her flawless execution of the language. He couldn't help but stare at the beauty. He'd been all around Italy and bits of France and Spain during his study abroad, but he hadn't met someone as striking as this woman. He pulled his hand free from his pocket and offered it to her. "I'm Y/N." He bit his lip, half-serious, "and I pray to God, you speak some English."

Younger men usually never caught her eye. She always thought they were too immature and only thought about what was between their legs. Something about the gorgeous young man before her was different though. He seemed to have an old soul hiding in those brooding dark eyes. He intrigued her. His lean muscles flexed under his white shirt. Her mind started wondering how those muscles when feel pressed against her. The long neglect of not having a man touch her like the women she was made it easy for her to whip up sexual images in her sex-starved mind. Surely he was only being polite. She dropped her hand that was holding back her windblown hair, reaching out to grasp his warm palm. She laughed softly, holding his dark orbs. "Yes, I speak English." The heat from his palm warmed her cool skin. "It's a pleasure to meet you Y/N. I'm Tzuyu. First time in Italy?" She raised a curved brow, eyeing the sexy way his pearly whites bit down on his smooth bottom lip.

Y/N was entranced by Tzuyu, almost instantly. Her hand was soft and delicate in his grasp. She smiled brightly, her cheeks dimpling when she laughed. Her laugh was sweet and feminine. God, she was beautiful. His lips curved up in an appreciative grin when she replied that she spoke English and wasn't offended that he'd asked. Her English was perfectly comprehensible, though she had a thick Italian accent. It was sexy, just like her. "That's really good news." He replied, holding her inquisitive gaze. She had long, dark eyelashes that he could see even through the darkness. He squeezed her hand lightly as they greeted each other. "Tzuyu," He repeated, letting the name roll off his tongue as close to how she pronounced it as possible. "Bella." He complimented, leaning in and lightly grazing his lips against her smooth cheek, kissing both before releasing her hand, inhaling Tzuyu's delicate scent as he pulled back. "This is my first time in Italy, yeah. But I've been here long enough to know that's how you greet someone properly, right?" He grinned, curious to see if she'd receive his chaste kisses well.

Tzuyu couldn't remember the last time a man had looked at her the way Y/N was. It made her milky white cheeks glow a soft pink hue of color. She hoped her dark locks, blowing across her face, would hide her rosy cheeks. She felt a little silly that just one admiring look from the young American made her feel so shy. She was a grown woman now. She wasn't some 20 something knockout anymore. He had to see that. Her husband certainly did. His hand softly squeezed her's as he repeated her name. His voice was so calm and smooth. Her name never sounded so relaxing coming from someone's lips before. She liked the way he said her name...maybe a little more than she should. She opened her full lips to tell him Thank you but was stopped when he leaned in, pressing his warm lips against her cheek. Her lids closed briefly from the innocent greeting. She couldn't remember the last time a man's lips had kissed her face. She knew the thought was wrong, being married and Y/N is a complete stranger, but she wanted so badly to tilt her head to meet his lips. Her lids fluttered open as he pulled away, smiling into her exotic eyes. "Yes, that was very correct." She subtly touched her fingers to where his lips meet her cool cheek. "Not bad for an American." She teased, smiling brightly. "So what brings you to Italy, Y/N?" She asked, his name sounding almost forbidden on her tongue.

Y/N couldn't figure out why a sexy woman like Tzuyu was alone on the beach in the middle of the night. He would have thought someone as attractive as he would be in the arms of some lucky man instead of wandering by the ocean on her own. "I'm glad, otherwise you probably would've slapped me, huh?" He chuckled, relieved that she didn't mind the kisses. He was a bit of a flirt in general, but he hadn't meant to cross any lines. He respected women. He loved women. Soft skin. Supple curves. Full lips. What wasn't to like? He might've only been 21 but he had plenty of experience as a lover and he was happy to show any beautiful woman how he could please her. She smiled at him and couldn't help but smiled brightly back. Her smile was beautiful and intoxicating. "Study abroad. I was taking a few college courses, but they're finished now. I'm just enjoying the country for the next few days, then back to the states." He tilted his head slightly, noticing that Tzuyu was barefoot, with no shoes in sight. "Do you live around here?"

"No, I would never." She chuckled at his remark. He was a bit of a flirt. Tzuyu's didn't mind. "I could never lay a hand on that handsome face." Tzuyu smiled, taking only a small step closer to him. The closer she got, the more she saw just how gorgeous he really was. Why on Earth was he spending his night in Italy alone? There were plenty of Italian beauties roaming the streets. Why was he wasting his time talking to her? She rubbed her lips together, nodding as he explained his reason behind him being in Italy. He must be younger than she realized when he mentioned college. His eyes made him seem so much older. Tzuyu flipped her hair to the side, turning behind her to point at her beach house. "Yes, I do. Over there actually." She looked back at the giant house, dreading when she would have to go back inside alone. Her hazel eyes turned back to him, glancing again at how his fit muscles pressed against his white shirt. The things running through her mind was enough to make any girl blush. He was just too tempting not to look at. "May I ask why you are here alone tonight?" The wind whipped the light scent of his cologne into her senses, pulling her another step closer to him.

Y/N grinned at the melodic sound of Tzuyu's laugh. He figured if he'd ever get slapped for being too forward, he wouldn't mind it so much at the hand of such a stunning woman. He arched his brow when she moved closer, seemingly flirting back. She'd said he had a handsome face. Her body language was seductive, even if her words were innocent. When she pursed her full lips, he wondered what it would feel like to kiss her, and to have her lips trailing down to his cock, enveloping him. He looked where she directed, spotting a large house only a few yards away. "Oh, look at that. Must be amazing living on the beach. I know I'd love it." He commented, turning his eyes back to Tzuyu's. She asked him a question and he just laughed softly, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm sorry. I got a little distracted..." It was the truth. Her eyes were spectacular. Even in the dark, he could see them shimmer in their haze hues. She moved closer still and he exhaled, "I'm staying in a motel nearby. I couldn't really sleep. I assume you couldn't either."

She eyed him curiously when he mentioned he was distracted. Maybe his mind was elsewhere or maybe Tzuyu's mind wasn't playing tricks on her after all and he was admiring her beauty. She was only a step away from him now. All she had to do was reach out and touch him. Then kiss him. She shook her head, chasing away the temptations churning around in her mind. "No...I don't sleep much." She sighed quietly, rubbing her hands over her bare arms as the wind from the ocean chilled her skin. "Usually a walk on the beach makes me tired...doesn't seem to be working tonight though." The breeze whipped harder around them, blowing her dark brown tresses in every direction. She laughed at herself as she tried to smooth her hair down. She was ready to head back to her house but she wasn't quite ready to depart from Y/N. "Would you like to join me for a glass of wine? I know it seems forward, with us just meeting, but I would love the company and I promise I don't bite." She bit her pouty bottom lip, surprised with herself that she was flirting back with the young American.

Y/N could see that Tzuyu was debating something in her head. He mused that she was fighting the same thought that he was - sex. He watched Tzuyu rub her nude arms as the wind blew around them. He was filled with the urge to see more of her milky skin. He nodded politely as she spoke, heeding her words, following the movements of her pouty lips. The wind picked up and rippled through the material of Y/N's t-shirt and ruffled the skirt of Tzuyu's dress. If only it'd been a short dress... "Wine?" Her invitation brought a confident smile to Y/N's lips. "Sure." He leaned close to her, teasing. "I like my women forward sometimes." He shrugged and turned toward her house, waiting for her to lead the way. "And who says I don't like getting bitten?" He smirked, enthralled as Tzuyu bit her lip. Heat bloomed underneath his shirt collar. She had to know what a sexy woman she was. There was no way that fact could've escaped her.

She was so terribly tempted to grab him by the back of the neck, pull him to her lips and have him right there on the beach. When he leaned in close, Tzuyu had to summon every single ounce of willpower to hold back her restraint to have him. He was flirting, but that didn't mean he was looking to have sex with her. She shouldn't even be having those thoughts. She was married after-all, unhappily, but still married. "So you're the bitey then? You don't ever bite back?" Tzuyu grinned, turning in the direction of her house. It was only going to be a glass of wine and a little conversation. She simply wanted some company, some male company...Y/N's company. They reached the steps leading up to her back porch. "Why don't you wait out here and I'll get us the wine. Do you prefer red or white?" She glanced over her shoulder, walking up the stairs, her supple hips swaying softly as she moved up each step.

Y/N chuckled softly at Tzuyu's question, following alongside her on the short distance to her home. "I do bite back. Trust me." He licked his lips at thought of sinking his teeth into Tzuyu's soft, white flesh. "Now where I bite...I can't say." He'd let her mind wander with that little tidbit. He'd be more than willing to give her a demonstration if she showed interest. He was definitely interested in getting closer to the brunette beauty. Maybe a little wine was exactly what they needed. He smiled and lifted his hands when she asked him to wait outside. He was a stranger still and he didn't blame her for being wary. "No problem. I'll take red." He replied, subtly eyeing her ass sway back and forth under her flowy dress as she moved up the stairs in front of him. He wanted to reach out and grab her sweet ass, give it a good squeeze, maybe a smack, but he behaved. Tzuyu seemed into him and he didn't want to blow it.

She reached the top step, turning around to face Y/N, almost brushing their bodies together. "Oh..." She trailed as her eyes looked over his lips. She had a feeling he knew how to make proper use of his sensuous mouth. "Um...red it is." She reached out, barely tracing her fingertips down his arm. "Just make yourself comfortable..." She nodded over to the small sofa and lounge chairs, sitting under a large canopy. "...and I'll get us the wine." She smiled, skimming her fingers down his forearm as she turned away from him, walking into the house. She closed the sliding glass door behind her, hurrying to the kitchen to fetch a bottle of Merlot and two wine glasses. Tzuyu didn't see the harm in having a few glasses of wine with Y/N. She apparently didn't see the harm in touching him either. His skin felt warm under her fingers. She wanted to feel that warmth on top of her, pressing against her as Y/N thrusted between her legs. She should have felt guilty or shocked with the thoughts in her head, but she didn't let it faze her. They were just thoughts. It wasn't like anything was to come of them. She walked back outside, wine bottle and glasses in hand. Tzuyu pushed the canopy curtain aside, walking back over to Y/N, her mind refusing to stop every single sexy thought bouncing around in her head.

Y/N nodded when Tzuyu requested he makes himself comfortable on the porch. "Yeah, sure." He murmured, his eyes scanning down to her hand as it touched his arm. The hairs on his arm bristled when her fingertips brushed over his exposed skin. He smiled over the affectionate gesture, turning to take a seat and wait for Tzuyu's return. She was sending him some signs that she was interested. Maybe the couple staying in the room next door at the motel wouldn't be the only ones fucking tonight. Y/N looked out toward the ocean, closing his eyes to listen to the waves crashing on the shore. It wasn't long before Tzuyu re-emerged with the promised wine. He opened his eyes and smiled, standing up to greet her again. "Here. Let me pour." He offered, moving toward the stunning brunette, gently taking the wine bottle from her, their fingertips grazing each others in the transaction. "I used to be a waiter in an Italian restaurant. I'm a pro at this," He assured her, twisting the cork and releasing it with a light pop. He grinned at Tzuyu tipping the wine bottle to pour the red nectar into her glass. He filled both glasses, then set the wine down. He lifted his glass to toast. "Here's to...good company...and hoping our time together tonight doesn't end when this glass is empty."

"Such a gentleman." Tzuyu smiled, handing the bottle over to Y/N. She felt a swift rush of heat race to her fingertips when their hands brushed together as he took the wine from her. The little touches made her skin feel on fire. Months of not being touched made her starved for physical affection. The more time she spent near Y/N, the more she wanted to satisfy her need to have his hands all over her wanting body. She smirked watching him unscrew the bottle. She liked his charm. It wasn't in your face and overbearing. He was cool, calm and relaxed. It was insanely sexy to Tzuyu. "Thank you." She nodded, lifting her glass to clink together with his. She sipped the dark, fruity wine, licking her full mouth clean of the heady drink, lingering on her lips. Tzuyu looked his features over, drinking in every smoldering inch of his face. Her skin was getting hotter the longer she let her eyes roam. "I have a feeling our night won't be ending after this glass." She moved close, leaving only a inch of space between them, she tilted her head, hovering dangerously close to his face. "Come sit with me." She spoke low, taking his hand, leading him to sit with her on the small couch.

Y/N lifted his wine glass and drank as Tzuyu did. The cool liquid was rich and refreshing. His eyes remained on his beautiful host's lips as she savored every drop of the Merlot. She was watching him closely, sizing him up, but he didn't mind it at all. She would give in to him. The lingering looks told him everything he needed to know. She confirmed it when she suggested he'd be sticking around long after the wine glasses were emptied. "Planning to whisper sweet, Italian nothings to me to make me stay?" He teased, his fingers twitching to grasp onto her supple hip, the closer she stood to him. He licked his lips now, enjoying the sultry tone of her voice as she requested he sit down with her. He nodded in acquiescence, following Tzuyu as she tugged on his hand. He pressed up against her back briefly, teasingly murmuring against her ear, her soft hair tickling his nose, "You're going to seduce me, aren't you?"

Tzuyu thought her knees would buckle under her when he pressed his warm fit body against the curve of her back. His husky voice breathed against her ear, sending hot shivers throughout her body. It seemed they were both trying to seduce each other. The sexual chemistry was clearly there and Tzuyu was forgetting about her absent husband with each passing second. Y/N made her feel more sexually wanted than her husband had in years. She leaned into his chest, her free hand sliding up around his neck, cupping her fingers around his nape. She angled her face to hover below his lips. The light musky scent of his cologne and the sweet scent of the Merlot hanging on his lips, mixed together, creating a addicting scent that made Tzuyu's head spin. She met his eyes, her gaze burning hot. "Only if you promise to seduce me back." She whispered, brushing her soft, pouty her mouth close to his tempting lips. Y/N wasn't fully expecting Tzuyu to respond so quickly to his tease, but he wouldn't complain or waste any time. When she turned her face toward his, he could see the beautiful flecks of golden brown in her hazel eyes and the full pout of her wine-red lips. "I promise," He whispered, his lips barely moving as Tzuyu's grazed his. Reaching around to take her wine glass from her, Y/N pulled away only long enough to set both of their drinks down on the porch. The wine had clearly just been a rouse, a way for Tzuyu to feel him out. Clearly, he'd passed the test. Y/N grasped Tzuyu by her shapely hips, turning her around to face him. He pulled her close to his body, sliding his hand down over the curve of her sweet ass. The porch light cast a soft glow on her pale skin, but her eyes shone brilliantly. He was infatuated with Tzuyu. He couldn't pass her up. Gently smoothing her dark hair away from her face, Y/N breathed against her soft lips, "Maybe we should go inside. Get warm."

She let Y/N take over, setting down her wine glass and turning around to face him. She could feel the skin on her hips, burning up under his fingers. Another sort of heat was blooming quickly between her legs. Her hands rested on his shoulders, pressing her warm core against the front of his jeans. She could feel the bulge under his jeans, making her mouth go dry. She wanted that thick length inside her, filling her slick, tight walls. Tzuyu moved a hand through his hair, twirling the small hairs along his nap between her fingers. She leaned into his hand, closing her eyes briefly as he pushed her flowing hair away from her face. Her breath caught in her throat the closer his lips moved towards her's. She was really going to do this. She wanted to do this. She wanted Y/N. She pressed the softest of kisses to his lips, teasing him for more. "Maybe we should." She gently pushed her full breasts tightly against his chest, her hard nipples, pointing against his white shirt. "Even though you've already made me hot."

Tzuyu's fingers brushed against the back of his neck and he pressed up against her more in response. He grinned as her lips just touched his, teasing him, challenging him to raise the stakes. His cock began to grow hard inside his pants. Despite the cool breeze picking up on the beach, Y/N was getting hot. He slipped his hands down to Tzuyu's backside, squeezing her firm ass through her dress. "Careful," He taunted, exhaling against her lips. "Don't want the neighbors to see...do you?" Y/N had noticed that Tzuyu was wearing a ring on her finger. He'd felt it when their fingers brushed over the wine glasses. If she didn't mind a little infidelity, he sure as hell wouldn't mind. Clearly, whoever she was with, wasn't around enough to give her the attention she craved and deserved. But he would. He pulled his hands from behind her and nodded to the sliding door, stepping back toward it. "Show me inside, Tzuyu. And I'll give you what you need."

A quick gasp left her lips when his hand squeezed her curvaceous ass. Her body instinctively pushed harder into his. His cock was growing hard under his jeans, pressing tightly against the zipper. Her eyes flicked over to the other homes lining the beach. He was right. The last thing she needed was people finding about her fooling around with another man. It was her business and she intended to keep it that way. A small moan of protest fell over her lips when he pulled away, taunting her to follow him inside. He wanted to play a little. Tzuyu didn't mind playing back. His words made it terribly hard for to not take him right there on the back porch. She didn't realize how much she ached to hear a man tell her those exact words until they left his lips. Walking past him, she moved in front of him, brushing her ass against his growing erection as she opened the sliding glass door. She turned to face Y/N, bunching a handful of his shirt in her hand, pulling him inside. She pressed against him, leaning her forehead into his, she unraveled his shirt from her hand. "I showed you inside." She smiled, tracing her fingertips across his hard abs. "Now show me what I need."

Y/N was determined to make Tzuyu moan louder as soon as he got her completely to himself. Her husband was a foolish man to leave such a beautiful woman alone at night. He wouldn't make the same mistake if he had a woman as glorious as her; he would show her the way she deserved to be attended to. He grinned, baring his pearly whites as she grabbed him by his shirt, tugging him into the house. He reached backward, grasping the door handle, pulling the door to the porch closed behind them, fully conscious of Tzuyu's body pressed close to his. Y/N reached for the sexy brunette, slipping his hand around the back of her neck, pulling her lips to his. He kissed her slowly, firmly pressing his thumb and forefinger into her soft nape. He touched the tip of his tongue to hers, teasing at first, before entwining their tongues. His free hand traveled down her torso, his fingers grasping at the fabric of her dress. Bunching up her skirt as they kissed, Y/N skimmed his palm up along her succulent inner thigh. He brushed his digits along the gusset of her panties. The pure heat emanating from between Tzuyu's legs made his cock pulse inside his boxers. He let the dress fall back into place around his arm as he began to tease the Italian beauty through her underwear, manipulating her soft, wet flesh.

He didn't say a word. He didn't have to. The desire brewing between them was more than obvious. His hand grasping the back of her neck was the final sign of was what to come. Her lids fluttered shut, parting her full lips as he collided their mouths together. She moaned softly when his tongue teased it's way into her mouth, massaging their tongues together in a heated kiss. Her hands glided into the back of his hair, gently raking her short nails along his scalp. His hand traveled down her dress, lifting it up to sneak his hand between her hot thighs. A sharp whimper escaped her lips as his fingers teased her wet lips through her dampening panties. Her hands ran down his back, grasping to his sides, using his body to hold her weak legs up. "Y/N, ho Bisogno di te dentro di me." She purred in her native tongue, softly grinding her warm cunt against his fingers.

Tzuyu's fingernails grazing his scalp and ruffling his dark hair, set Y/N's skin ablaze. His clothes were suddenly stifling him. He needed them off. His fingers grew damp as they rubbed more firmly into her wet panties, teasingly rubbing between her cunt lips back and forth. When she whimpered, he pressed his digits into her hot pussy harder, his thumb circling to her clit. His lips curved up at the corners as Tzuyu grasped his sides for support. She obviously hadn't been touched like this in a long time. He sighed when she spoke Italian to him - no doubt urging him for more. He softly kissed her cheek, moving his fingers faster between her legs, the material of her panties soaked through now. Such a magnificent woman deserved to be pleasured – in more ways than one. He wouldn't stop until she was shaking. He glanced toward the short hall behind them and carefully guided Tzuyu toward her bedroom, never removing his hand from underneath her dress. "I'm going to make you cum, Tzuyu. Again..." He teased, playfully nibbling her flawless neck as they reached the bedroom doorway. "...and again." He positioned her at the foot of the spacious bed, gently withdrawing his hand from between her thighs. Grasping the skirt, Y/N pulled the black dress off of Tzuyu, revealing her sexy body to his admiring eyes. Her breasts were perfect, milky white, perky, with petite rosy nipples jutting forth. His cock was hard, pressing against the zipper of his pants, eager to get some attention, but Tzuyu was more important right now. She would cum first. He slid his hands up from her smooth stomach, stretching his fingers up along her abdomen, slowly caressing her full globes. "Bellisima." He whispered, softly kissing her lips.

The faster he rubbed back and forth between her hot folds the tighter she held onto his waist. Her head was clouded with raw desire. Every single cell in her body was snapping to life, awakening from it's rested slumber to bask in Y/N's eager touch. She panted softly on his lips, her thighs trembling against his teasing hand the more he stroked her wet panties. Tzuyu let Y/N guide them to her bedroom, his fingers refusing to stop rubbing her throbbing clit. Her body shivered each time he nipped around her neck, telling her his plans to make cum over and over again. She moaned at the words alone. She hadn't had a man make her climax in well over a year. Tzuyu found she had to take those kinds of matters into her own hands, but not tonight. Tonight her body belonged to Y/N. Whatever way he wished to please her, she would welcome with open arms and parted legs. She almost didn't realize they reached her room until her legs, brushed against the bed. He wasted no time, pulling her wispy black dress off her flushed body. She hid nothing from him. She let his eyes drink in the body she worked so hard to keep sexy and fit for a husband, who never seemed to notice. She sighed as his fingers trailed up her body, setting her skin ablaze from the soft touch. Her breasts ached to be touched. Every part of her ached to be touched. "I want you to kiss me..." She gently kissed him back, reaching for one of his hands that was teasing her full mounds, she slid it down between her legs, rubbing both their fingers over her drenched cunt. "...here." She bit down on his bottom lip, gently tugging the warm flesh between her teeth.

Y/N gently squeezed Tzuyu's spectacular mounds, grazing his thumbs over her stiff nipples. He hungrily eyed her sensuous curves, eager to kiss, suck and bite every inch of her flawless skin. On top of a youthful set, Tzuyu had a slim waist, a taut stomach, a nice round ass, and sexy, long legs. How a man could ignore such a perfect body, he had no idea. He heard her ask to be kissed and he would happily oblige. She took his hand and slipped it back down between her legs, pressing it up against her panty-clad sex. His mouth watered at the thought of tasting her sweet cunt as Tzuyu guided his fingers over her warm pussy lips. He chuckled softly against her lips when she grasped his bottom lip between her teeth. "Mmmhm." Y/N nodded in compliance, taking a small step back from the alluring brunette, stooping before her, grasping the edges of her panties. He looked up into her beautiful hazel eyes, peeling her soaked underwear from her wet snatch. Lowering her panties to her ankles, Y/N got down on his knees, unable to wait any longer. He nudged her thighs apart, burying his face in the heavenly valley between her thighs. Gently parting her puffed lips with his thumbs, Y/N slowly rolled his tongue over Tzuyu's pink clit, tasting her honey-sweet arousal.

Her hands weaved their way back into his dark locks as he fell down to his knees. She glided her fingers back and forth through his hair, smiling down into his dark orbs. She stepped out of her drenched panties, kicking them across the room. Her nipples ached deliciously and her clit throbbed hard. All because of the man kneeling before her. She had a feeling she wasn't going to want this night to ever end. Tzuyu had never felt such a strong attraction to someone like this before, and so quickly as well. The moment she saw him, Tzuyu wanted Y/N in every possible way she could have him. Her hands gently clenched to his jet black hair, watching his face dive into her wet cunt. "Y/N..." She whispered, pushing his mouth against her warm folds. His rough thumbs, parted her swollen lips, lapping his tongue over her swollen clit. "Uhhh...God." She whimpered breathlessly, feeling her legs go weak beneath her. Tzuyu slowly lowered herself down to the bed, keeping Y/N's mouth against her soaked pussy. She sat on the edge, laying down on her back, keeping her fingers in his hair, massaging his scalp with her nails. Her moans echoed around the room, growing louder the more his skilled mouth teased and ravished her tight, hot slit.

Tzuyu's delicious heat filled Y/N's eager mouth. The heady scent of her arousal filled his nostrils as he teased her cunt lips apart, avidly revealing her hooded clit. He groaned softly into her hot flesh when her slender fingers grazed his scalp, entangling them in his black hair. He caressed her soft button with his coarse tongue, lavishing it with his warm saliva. He nudged her clit back and forth at a torturously slow pace, eyeing her beautiful face as he did so. The alluring sound of his name on her lips urged him to press his tongue to her wet folds more vigorously. Sealing his lips around her clit, Y/N gently nibbled the pink bud, teasingly plucking it then swirling his tongue over it. "You're delicious, Tzuyu." He breathed against her juicy cunt, maneuvering his fingers along her plump pussy lips. He rubbed two fingers against her slick entrance, waiting until she lowered herself to the bed to sink his digits inside of her. He groaned at the tightness of her inner walls, hugging tightly around his probing fingers. Grasping her bare thigh with his free hand, Y/N nuzzled his nose into her bare mound. He couldn't get enough of her; close wasn't close enough. His cock pulsed inside his pants, drooling on the cotton fabric of his boxers. He slowly began to pump his fingers into her damp depths, not letting up on her sensitive clit, flicking the tip of his tongue against it in a frenzy.

Her back arched off the bed, clutching Y/N's soft black hair between her slender fingers. Tzuyu's lush breasts rose and fell with each shaky breath leaving her deep red lips. She could barely form words. His tongue warm tongue devilishly teased her swollen clit, making her voluptuous body writhe uncontrollably on the bed beneath her. "Uhhh...C-Y/N..." She gripped his locks tighter, snapping her head back against the bedsheets as his thick fingers pushed past her damp folds. She licked her dry lips, moaning sharp whines, grinding her slick mound over his mouth. His slick digits pumped in and out of her snug tunnel, her pulsing walls hugged his probing fingers tight. Y/N's face was buried deep between her legs, licking, sucking and caressing every inch of her soaked cunt with his wet tongue and warm lips. "Ohhh...yes...uhhh..." She whimpered hard, unable to hold back the intense pleasure surging through her. His thrusting digits, pumped slowly inside her, pushing deep into her core until the back of his hand dripped with her wet sex. His tongue was going to be the death of her. It flicked over her hot, pink clit without mercy, nearly sending Tzuyu over the edge in ecstasy. "You're...g-going to..make me...cum." Tzuyu stuttered through her hot moans, looking down to watch Y/N make love to her sweet cunt with his perfect mouth.

The tighter Tzuyu clutched his hair, the deeper he sunk his soaked digits inside her hot sex, teasing her sweet cream out onto his fingertips. Y/N watched the hypnotic rise and fall of Tzuyu's full breasts as he alternated between hungrily lapping at her slick clit and rapidly running his tongue up and down between her sopping lips. He squeezed her shapely thigh as she writhed on the bed, crinkling the sheets underneath her, burning the sexy image of her naked body into his brain for years to come. He groaned into her hot snatch, hearing his name fall from her lips once again. It was gratifying to know that he was pleasing her, and it turned him on to no end that she was so vocal about it. He pressed his mouth tighter over her syrupy cunt, her arousal seeping down his fingers and chin, dripping a bit onto the edge of the bedsheets. He inhaled her intoxicating scent, forsaking his own breaths, his cock throbbing each time she moaned with pleasure. He grinned at her stammered words. "Good. Cum for me." He urged, quickening the motion of his fingers inside of her, lightly sucking on her clit. "Give me your sweet cream, Tzuyu. Give it all to me."

Tzuyu pressed her warm cunt as close as she could to Y/N's mouth, lifting her full hips up and down, getting even more turned on by the sound of Y/N sucking her sweet juices. His darting fingers pumped past her sopping folds, increasing the urgency in his thrusts. She wasn't sure how much she could last. It had been too long for Tzuyu and Y/N was almost delivering more pleasure than Tzuyu could take. "Fuck...uhhhh." She whined sharply, her thighs tensing under his hard grip. Her clit throbbed hard against his lips, aching for the release she had been denied of for so long. "Don't...s-stop..." She hotly panted, her breaths coming out shorter and shorter the closer she drew to her climax. Her hips grinded faster. "Oh God..." She pushed her head back down against the bed, riding her slick pussy over Y/N's soaked lips. Tzuyu's lids slammed shut and her teeth bit down hard on her bottom lip. "Y/N..." She tensed her whole body as her thighs shook against his cheeks. "Y/N....uhhh!" Tzuyu's curvy form lifted off the bed, tugging on his ebony-colored locks as her much anticipated orgasm exploded through her whole body. She shook hard against his mouth, whimpering loudly as her hot release dripped down her swollen lips.

Y/N didn't have to ask. He could tell by how urgently Tzuyu twisted and writhed against his suckling mouth that she hadn't been paid attention to like this in far too long. He'd make sure that she was well satisfied before he left her beach house. Slowly licking and sucking her pink bud, he slid his free hand from her thigh, gently caressing her taut stomach with his fingers. He pumped his entrenched fingers deep within her hot sex, not letting up as she implored him. He groaned into her soft folds, feeling her walls tense up around his plunging digits. He fingered her faster, pushing through her tightness, her juices sliding down the back of his hand and bursting forth into his mouth when she finally came. Y/N joyfully licked and sucked her sweet syrup down, his tongue roaming all over her soaked slit as he carefully withdrew his fingers from her spasming core. He grasped both of her thighs tightly, holding her down to the bed as he diligently lapped between her pink folds. "Mmmm. Fuck, Tzuyu..." She exhaled, his nose, lips, and chin shiny with her delicious juices. "Do you have any idea how amazing you taste?"(edited)

Tzuyu swore she saw stars dancing before her eyes. Her whole body trembled lightly from her hot release. A deep throb ached between her legs. Her sensitive clit was swollen and bright pink from Y/N's teasing mouth. She slowly lifted her head to look down at Y/N, rising from between her thighs. A thin, glistening sheen of her own natural wetness covered the lower part of his face. A sexy smile slid over her lips as she leaned up, reaching out to grasp him by the collar of his shirt. "No, I don't. Maybe you could show me." She pulled him to her mouth, massaging their lips together as she tasted her own arousal on his tongue. Tzuyu let Y/N lower himself above her naked body, pressing her back deep into the soft mattress underneath her. Her hands slid to the hem of his shirt, breaking the kiss only to peel away the white tee, then quickly returning to the wet kiss. Her full breasts pressed against his hard chest as her legs parted to the side, allowing the hard bulge in his jeans to push against her dripping sex.

Y/N parted his lips against Tzuyu's, gladly allowing her to taste herself on his tongue. The faint taste of sweet wine lingered on her soft lips. He kissed her passionately, entwining his fingers in her thick, dark locks, pressing the weight of his body on top of hers. He craved her closeness; he needed to feel the hot squeeze of her tight cunt around his aching cock. He leaned up to pull his shirt off and toss it across the room, quickly meshing his lips back to hers, massaging her pink tongue with his. His erection poked through the front of his pants, brushing against Tzuyu's glistening heat. "See how amazing you taste?" He breathed, cupping his hand around her perfect breast, squeezing it tightly then moving his hand down to tug at the button of his jeans. He grunted in frustration, realizing he needed to stand up for a moment to get his pants off. His eyes never left hers as he made quick work of undoing his jeans and pulling them down his legs. His boxers were sticky with precum, she'd gotten him so aroused. Y/N returned to the bed, pressing his hips into Tzuyu's, his hard shaft grazing her soaked lips. He kissed her neck, rubbing the wet head of his prick against her shiny slit. I need to have you, Tzuyu," He exhaled, throbbing to delve inside her heat.

A rosy stain of color bloomed over her pale cheeks. "I taste amazing on your lips." She slowly licked her full mouth, savoring the heady taste of the wine that lingered on her tongue and the sweet nectar from her warm cunt. A soft moan escaped her as his hand groped her full breast. He was so attentive to making sure there wasn't a moment that passed where he wasn't pleasuring her in some way. Kissing, touching, licking, squeezing...he was worshipping her willing body with his very own. Tzuyu wondered if one night, with this incredibly sexy man, was really going to be enough? For now it had to be. She giggled softly at his small grunt of frustration. His obvious want to get naked was very arousing. Tzuyu wanted nothing more than to see him in his naked glory as well. She propped up on her elbows, watching him undress before her. She scanned over his taut hips and muscled torso, feeling her lips part when she eyed his impressive length. A small shiver crept up her spine thinking of his cock buried deep between her thighs. Tzuyu leaned back down to the bed, craning her slender neck as he kissed along her throat. Her curvy frame was writhing gently beneath him, sliding her slick pussy lips over his stiff cock. She cupped his neck, bringing him close to her lips. "Then I am all yours to have." She kissed him deeply, parting her legs to the side, hooking one over his hip.

Watching Tzuyu savor her own arousal as she slowly licked her lips made Y/N all the more eager to fuck her. He stroked her firm nipples, loving how her body was so responsive to his touch. He may never see Tzuyu again, he realized, so he was going to make sure she wouldn't forget this experience. He wouldn't be going back to his motel without thoroughly seeing to her needs being satisfied. He smirked to himself as he leaned down on top of her, having caught her staring at his naked body while he was undressing. He wasn't the most muscular of guys but he knew how to work with what he had and his cock was certainly nothing to sneer at. Y/N groaned against Tzuyu's soft throat, feeling her wet folds brush over his fat tip as she squirmed under him, just as eager as he was. He kissed her without another word, settling in between her legs when she made more room. He slipped one of his hands down to grasp her thigh, firmly grasping her warm nape with his other hand as they kissed. Exhaling into her warm mouth, Y/N pushed his cock between her puffed cunt lips, slowly delving into her hot sex. Her soft, hot walls enveloped his length, pulling him in deeper as he thrust his hips flush with hers.

Tzuyu didn't want to pull away from the heavenly feel of his warm tongue caressing her's. Her hands stayed cupped to his neck as he gripped her full thigh in his hands, pressing her leg tighter to his lean hip. Her heart raced beneath her ribcage, pounding heavily the closer his swollen head pushed past her damp folds. Her lower back rose slightly off the bed, meeting the slow thrust of his cock. She pulled from the kiss with a soft smack, pressing the back of her head against the pillows. "Y/N..." His name barely left her lips in a hushed whisper. His wide girth filled her completely, her walls hugging every hard curve of his perfect cock. She met his eyes, her breaths slow as her hips took on a life of their own, lifting up and down his slick shaft. She took her time moving her body with his, aching to feel every solid inch of him. Her hands slid into the hairs along his nape, gently raking them up and down his dark locks. She has almost forgotten the feeling of what real sex was like. The passion, the need...she felt it greatly to the charming man pressed against her. "Uhh, God..." Tzuyu clenched her slick walls tight around his throbbing mast, touching their foreheads together as she panted softly against his lips.

Y/N adjusted to the tightness of Tzuyu's soaked tunnel, slowly working his cock in and out of her hot cunt in a calculated rhythm. His pulse quickened in time with his lover's, and the sounds of their irregular breathing filled the otherwise silent bedroom. He briefly wondered if Tzuyu's husband had ever satisfied her; from the lustful way she breathed his name, he figured not. He pulled his hips back then thrust forward, filling her snug hole to capacity. "Shit," He grunted, gripping her warm thigh tighter, grinding his shaft into her wetness. She hugged him so tightly, so perfectly, her warm walls massaging the veins and ridges on his throbbing erection each time he moved inside of her. "Tzuyu," He sighed, moving his hips into hers a bit faster as she began to meet his thrusts. He slipped both of his hands down to the bed on either side of her, holding himself up and increasing his range of motion, pulling nearly all the way out of her, then rocking forward to push all the way back into his base. Tzuyu's delicate fingers winding in his hair and scratching at the back of his head, urged Y/N on. He leaned down the rest of the way to press his mouth to hers, kissing her hungrily. Their lips smacked together hotly, their skin slick with their combined excitement. He rode her harder, scrunching the sheets up under his palms, driving his shaft deep into her.

The bedsheets started to rustle louder as Y/N increased the smooth strokes of his cock. Tzuyu dropped her leg that was hooked around his hip, stretching it out. She parted her legs further to the side, bending her knees. Every time Y/N slipped back inside her wet cunt, her body arched off the bed, taking every inch his thick shaft had to offer. Her lusty moans were muffled against his lips as he kissed her deeply. She thrust her tongue past his smooth lips at the same pace his cock pumped into her. Tzuyu's legs rocked back and forth on her heels as she grinded her body with his. Her soft moans grew higher in volume the faster his darting pole moved inside her. Her drenched lips hugged him tight, keeping his cock from completely pulling out of her tight snatch. "Dio Mio, Y/N." Tzuyu whimpered between his lips, stealing a quick breath before crashing their lips back together. She moved her hands to his shoulders, pressing her fingertips into his taut skin, pulling her voluptuous form harder up and down Y/N's rigid shaft. "Uhhh..." She moaned sharply, trembling in his arms the more his cock pressed against her throbbing clit.

Y/N groaned as Tzuyu repositioned her legs, tilting her pelvis upward, allowing him to sink his cock more deeply into her snug cunt. He wanted so badly to run his hands all over her body, to squeeze her breasts, to touch her swollen clit, but his hands were dug firmly into the mattress for support as he hammered away at her sweet cunt. His tongue twisted with hers as their bodies writhed on the bed in an erotic dance of thrusting and grinding. The more Tzuyu rocked her hips toward him, opening herself to his plunging cock, the harder Y/N pushed, pummeling her soft, pink folds. Y/N felt a stir deep in his groin when Tzuyu moaned to him in her native tongue. No American girl ever made him feel like this – so on fire, so turned on. He gave in to his desire, lowering his body to press his weight into her. He burrowed his arm underneath Tzuyu's back, hugging her close, crushing her supple breasts against his pectoral muscles. Breaking their heated liplock, he breathed against her soft lips, "Tell me...what makes you cum the hardest..."

She held his shoulders tighter, her body rocking harder against the bed as Y/N increased of the pace of his hot thrusts. The slick sounds of their mixed arousal squished together each time his thick cock pushed past her soaked lips. The kiss was intense, stealing the breath right from her lungs. His skilled tongue battled her's in a consuming war of lust. Tzuyu's plump, full lips were even more swollen from their passionate kisses. She slid her hands down his sculpted arms, rocking her body faster with his. Her lush breasts bounced harder with each forceful thrust of his veiny shaft. "Fuck, Y/N..." She swore hotly into his mouth. She sighed softly as he laid his body onto her's, grinding his cock into her puffy clit. She took in a long breath when the kiss finally broke. Her eyes locked with his as a slow smile spread over her lips. "I'd rather show you." She pushed her hips roughly into his, rolling them over so she was straddling his lap. She flipped her thick locks over her shoulders as quickly raised herself off his chest. Her hips rolled back and forth, riding Y/N slowly. "You want me...to cum hard?" She panted, smirking down at him. Tzuyu slowed her thrusts to a halt, carefully lifting herself until she pulled his cock from her hot cunt. Wasting no time to have him back inside her, she rotated her body, facing her back to him as she gripped the base of his shaft, guiding back to her drenched pussy. She lifted her ass off his hips, sinking his entire length past her warm folds. "Uhhh..." She whined softly as his length filled her back up nice and tight.

He could tell by Tzuyu's sexy and devious smile, that he was in for a hot surprise. If she wanted to take over and show him the best way to please her, he was completely on board. "Show me then." He grunted when she pushed up against him, taking his length in all the way before turning the tables and pushing him down to the bed. He lies back on the twisted bedsheets, admiring the breathtaking view of the stunning brunette as she settled on top of him. She flipped her hair back and pushed her chest forward, making his palms itch with the desire to reach out and grab. He sighed as she moved her hips, grinding tortuously slow on his slick cock. "Yes...harder than ever," he exhaled, arching his brow in confusion as she pulled up from his lap. He smiled when she turned around, quickly revealing her intentions. She was kinkier than he at first realized and he loved that. He bit his lip, clenching his thighs as her fingers wrapped around his hot organ to guide it back in between her soaked pussy lips. "Fuck," He groaned, grasping her hips as she sunk down on his shaft, her warm, wet walls enveloping his girth tighter than before. His eyes lazily roamed down her flawless back, drinking in the scrumptious sight of her shapely ass resting on his hips. "God, Tzuyu." He whispered, sliding his palms down to grab her firm cheeks. His mouth watered and his cock twitched deep inside of her. Massaging her smooth ass, Y/N gave her cheeks a light slap. "Go on, baby. Ride this cock."

Tzuyu glanced over her shoulder, grinning at Y/N as he delivered a playful smack to her milky white cheeks. "Naughty." She winked. "Do it again." She smirked, turning her head back around. She placed her hands on his thighs, curving her back forward as her hips started rocking back and forth. She slid to the tip of his slippery cock, gliding back down to the base with ease. "Uhh..God..." She breathed harshly, riding his throbbing shaft harder. A thin sheen of sweat glistened over their warm bodies. The air was thick with the potable scent of their heated fucking. Tzuyu didn't think she would ever experience this kind of sex again. She had just met Y/N and he showed more desire for Tzuyu than her husband had shown for her in almost a decade. She was willing to risk it all for this night with him. Her wealth, her marriage and her reputation. It all seemed so very unimportant to her right now. Her short nails dug into the hard flesh of his thigh as she lifted her ass higher off his hips, gently bouncing on his stiff pole. "Y/N..." She moaned his name, reaching for one of his hands on her hips, she pulled it between her thighs, pressing his fingers hard to her pink clit.

Y/N grinned as Tzuyu glanced over her lily white shoulder at him, her wine-red lips parted in a beautiful smile. "Again?" He nodded, happy to oblige the vixen's every sexy whims. "You're so fucking sexy, Tzuyu." He breathed, rubbing her slightly pinkened cheeks, slowly winding his hand back. He really couldn't have asked for a better way to spend his night - or a more gorgeous woman to spend it with. "Fuck," He grunted, gritting his teeth as she bucked her hips, lifting herself up and down his wet shaft. His palm met her firm cheek with a hard smack, then another. The sound of his open palm colliding with her bare flesh echoed pleasantly in his ears, making his cock throb deep within her squeezing chamber. He had to see Tzuyu again - maybe the next night and every night before he left for home. He didn't care if her husband returned at any minute. There was nothing that could pull him away from her seductive body, or the hot embrace of her snug cunt. He felt the pressure of her nails upon his thigh as she gripped to him, using his lower body as leverage as she fucked his hard dick. He groaned deep in the back of his throat when Tzuyu pulled his hand between her legs. Her heat transmitted through his fingertips, making his whole body shudder underneath her. He bit his lip, getting to work right away, pressing his fingers firmly against her hot bud, stroking it in short, fast circles.

Tzuyu could not let this be their only night together. She was desperate for this feeling of immense pleasure pulsing deep in her wet core. She was desperate for Y/N. He fit so perfectly inside her, fitting just enough to slip in and out of her dripping snatch. She whined sharply with each sweet stinging smack to her soft cheeks. Her soft tresses swayed down the sensuous curve of her back as she tilted her head up to the ceiling. She leaned back, dragging her nails higher up his thighs, allowing his hand more room to nestle between her legs. "Uhh..fuck..yes.." Tzuyu trembled on his lap as his diligent fingers massaged her puffy clit in quick circles. She bucked her hips harder against his rock hard shaft, feeling the coming signs of her second orgasm. She moved a hand to his hip, rolling her hips with urgent speed. His fingers pressing to her throbbing nub and his cock grinding hard inside her was too much to take. "Y/N...uuhh, yes..." Tzuyu panted hard, gripping her fingers tightly into his slick skin. "Yes...fuck...Y/N!" She cried out, clenching her muscles hard around his cock as her sticky juices coated his cock, dripping all the way down his thick base.

Y/N bucked his hips up off the bed, thrusting his hard shaft up into Tzuyu. He clutched her firm ass as she slid up and down his erect mast, coating his length with her warm juices. He smoothed his palm up along her spine, to wrap his fingers around a chunk of her dark brown hair, entwining the luscious locks around his wrist as she tilted her head back. He tugged firmly, enjoying the sensation building deep in his loins, continuing to rub her clit with his other hand. "Cum....cum for me, Tzuyu," He coached her, moving his fingers rapidly, his hand becoming slick and slippery from her wetness. He gasped as her nails dug into his hip, her pussy walls clenching tightly around his plunging cock. The base of his cock tingled deliciously as Tzuyu shook and expelled her sweet cum all around his thick shaft. "Fuck," He swore, slowing his thrusts, losing his grip on her hair, the closer he came to his own release.

Her entire body shook from the release Y/N caused to erupt from inside her. She loosened the grip on her fingertips, clutching to his wet skin. Her breaths came out low and shallow as little tiny aftershocks throbbed deep in her cunt. She could barely form a single word as her mind tried to catch up with her body. Tzuyu slowly turned her head over her shoulder, glancing down at her handsome lover. "You...are amazing." She sighed, a lazy smile on her swollen, red lips. She wanted to have him completely. She wanted a small part of him owning her in a way not even her husband ever had. Even after 14 years of being with one man he still never let her take his hot seed into her mouth. It was something she always wanted to do and she had a feeling Y/N wouldn't refuse...she hoped. "Now for you." She licked her lips, carefully pulling his wet cock past her sopping folds. "Uhh.." She whined as his thick girth left her warm tunnel. Lowering her body, she dropped wet, hot kisses down his torso, nipping at his taut hips as her hand reached around the middle of his cock, stroking him quickly. "I'm not stopping till you cum." She whispered, meeting his eyes, her plump lips parting to wrap around the slick head of his shaft. Her tongue flattened to the underside of his cock, sucking hard on the throbbing member, she pushed her hair to the side, firmly pumping his dick.

Y/N felt the pulsations of Tzuyu's hot cunt walls around his cock, her orgasm lingering even after she stopped shaking so much. He slid his hands up and down her milky back, eager to press his lips to every inch of her warm skin. His member throbbed within her cozy depths as his heart pounded away in his chest. He breathed heavily, sucking in some air as Tzuyu pulled herself off of his lap, releasing his slick shaft. He would've been perfectly content to cum inside of her, but she seemed to have other ideas. Watching in awe as her pink tongue ran along her sensuous lips, Y/N had the very distinct impression that he'd like what she had in mind. "Tzuyu...I've never been with such a stunning woman," He groaned, lying back as her mouth planted warm kisses down on his skin toward his pelvis. He inhaled sharply, tensing as her fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking him briskly. "Oh fuck," He breathed, his eyes locking on hers as she whispered the sexiest words he'd heard in a long while. He reached out and cradled the back of her head, welcoming her mouth to suck him off. "Uhh," He grunted, gently rocking his hips to guide his pulsing erection in and out of her attentive mouth. The tingling sensation intensified within his balls the harder Tzuyu licked and sucked, slowly spiraling up through his shaft. Y/N squeezed the back of Tzuyu's neck, his breathes coming out in erratic pants as his cock throbbed between her hot lips. Every lick, every stroke, every pull of her lovely hands and mouth brought him to the brink of climax. She sucked him more firmly, squeezing his base, as if she knew just what to do to get him off. "Shit, oh shit..." He roared, his hips jerking toward her face as her lips coaxed his hot sticky cum from his cock. His release exploded into her warm, wet mouth, his body shuddering from the intense pleasure surging through him.

She worshiped his cock with her mouth just like he had done to her throbbing cunt. Her tongue licked every single inch his shaft had to offer, sucking him hard and stroking him firmly. A small moan of satisfaction hummed along the base of his shaft, knowing he more than welcomed the idea of finishing deep in her mouth. His groans and harsh swears encouraged her warm mouth to get him off as hard as he did for her. Her head bobbed quickly up and down, her saliva coating his already slick cock, filling the room with the hot sucking noises of her skilled mouth. Her hand stroked quicker when she felt his body tense and bucked into her mouth, pumping his thick load into the back of her throat. She sucked him off until every last drop of his hot release filled her mouth. Tzuyu pulled away from his spent cock, licking her wet lips. "Mmm..." She slid her body up his, gliding her pointed nipples across his slick chest. "You taste amazing, Y/N." She grinned, resting her hands on his chest, settling her chin on her hands. Tzuyu titled her head to the side, holding his dark eyes. "You don't have to leave. I'll be alone..." She leaned up, pressing her lips to his ear. "I can think of a wonderful way to wake you up." She playfully nipped at his earlobe.

Y/N closed his eyes as his orgasm rippled through him in waves. Tzuyu sucked his length fiercely, making sure that no drop of his hot seed was wasted. He couldn't have dreamt up a better resolution to his restless night - he'd certainly have no trouble at all falling asleep after such a vigorous work out. He opened his eyes, watching the beautiful woman clean his cum off her lips as she released his waning erection. He never would of thought he'd have a steamy affair with a married woman in foreign country, but it was happening, and it was definitely worth every second. Tzuyu captivated him, turned him on, excited him in every way possible. He smiled, slipping his arms around her as she rested on top of him, their naked, wet flesh pressing into each others'. "And you taste...delizioso." He teased, mustering the very last bit of Italian he could remember, his brain still racing with images Tzuyu of riding him like a pro. He grazed his palm along her nude shoulders, comfortable in bed with her, in no rush to move. "I'd be crazy to leave you willingly." He assured her, nodding softy to accept her invitation to stay. He had no idea when her husband would be back, but right now he didn't care in the least. Tzuyu was his. She's surrendered her body to him alone and he'd be glad to wake up to her beautiful face and sexy body in the morning. He leaned up a little, softly pressing his lips to the crown of her head. He settled back into the pillows, hugging her against his chest. "I've never been so eager for morning to come." He admitted, smiling to himself as he closed his eyes, snugging Tzuyu, sleep finally tugging at his lids.

Perfect Strangers P.1 (Jihyo x Male Reader)

Fuck, he looks good. Her eyes roam across his naked torso and catches his sun-kissed freckle-dusted back in the mirror. He's doing a few reps of sandbag lateral lunges and she is liking what she sees.

Very much. Maybe a little too much.

She bites her lip to stifle the sound of want that comes up gravelly in her throat. It's been too long of a dry spell, she thinks, if she's eyeing random men at the gym close to her sister's place like pieces of meat. It's got to be something like two years - which is more of a drought, a famine really.

To be fair, it's not actually her fault. She doesn't get the chance to meet many men and her dating life is pretty much non-existent. As an athlete herself, it's only natural that her off-ice training requires her to spend ridiculous hours practicing and at the gym, and if that's the only time she gets to enjoy some eye candy, so be it.

It's the offseason before the next quad begins but really she's coming back to competitive skating after two years of 'retirement', and she's visiting F/N in Toronto, managing to squeeze in some training time just around the corner from the apartment.

Unfortunately, it's one of those commercial gyms, where pumped up bros spend way too much time on their arms and pecs and not enough focus on balancing out the physique in their legs. She can only sigh in gratitude that it's off-peak hours so the gym isn't full of them and she has enough privacy to complete her workout in peace.

Thankfully, this guy didn't seem to be jacked on whatever new trend of poison the fitspo community blindly followed; in fact, his build was slim, yet wiry and taut. Strong, but not obviously so.

She goes back to her exercise reps, at the moment torturing herself with her apparatus of choice: a medicine ball and some Russian twists. Well, she's got to keep those abs ripped somehow, despite the short break.

Her eyes keep coming back to him; his easy laughter and chatty demeanor completely pulling her focus, as he trades comments and jokes with a couple of the personal trainers on hand.

She won't lie. She's intrigued. He's not conventionally handsome or extraordinarily tall, but there's something about him that's striking. He's got floppy dark hair beneath his reversed cap, intense brown eyes that look like they could pass off as hazel, a sharp nose that might be too big for his face if it weren't balanced out by expressive brows, high cheekbones and a jawline that could cut you in half. And that's just his face. Body-wise, well...she just might be persuaded to feel up his toned biceps, or test out the smooth hardness of his chest and abs, maybe run her hands down that sinewy back to map his constellation of freckles and cup his perky ass. All in the name of research, of course.

He catches her staring at him in the mirror. Shit. He quirks up an eyebrow and lifts up two fingers in a mock salute at her reflection.

Her pussy clenches and she can feel that she's already wet between her legs at this arrogant gesture. He knows she's watching him now. And she knows he's watching her right back.

She moves on to the bosu ball for her next lap of balancing exercises and tries to avoid his line of sight but all she can do is feel his eyes boring holes into her body. Jesus, they haven't even said a word to each other and already she's just about willing to do anything he wants.

This is so clichéd, she rolls her eyes. And so unlike her. She doesn't just pick strangers up from the gym, from anywhere to be honest, no matter how beautiful. What is this, a bad 80s Flashdance-inspired porn film with chintzy saxophone music playing in the background?

God, she hopes it will be hardcore at least. Wait a minute - did she just think that? She must really be desperate. Unluckily for her, she didn't pack her vibrator in her suitcase for the trip. Besides, she traveled with a carry-on this time around and god forbid if any airport security officer was going to check her luggage, only to find that the wholesome, three-time Olympic medal-winning singles skater ice princess Park Jihyo never leaves home without her rabbit vibrator.

He's moved on to the battle ropes now and she simply cannot look away. It's like some kind of magnetic pull that forces her to watch him, his forearms flexing as he batters the ropes in waves, his abs clenching at the effort, his muscled back tensing as he leans backwards slightly, his powerful thighs squared in a half squat. Show off. But the virility that comes off him in ripples is too powerful to ignore.

The way she sees it, there's only one of two ways this is going to end. One, she's going to carry on with her workout and pretend she hasn't even noticed him, then go back to F/N's and get off in the shower. Or two, she could actually throw caution to the wind and find a way to fuck his brains out.

She's not entirely sure which way she's going to go when she feels a presence next to her as she's lifting her legs up into a pike pose on the fitball. It's not the most flattering of exercises she would choose to be approached in, but okay, she'll bite. She's upside down with her face facing her palms on the floor as she rolls the tops of her feet along the fitball, snapping her butt up so she's in a modified handstand. She repeats this ten times, maybe squeezing all her muscles a little tighter than she normally would.

There's a sound of throat clearing. She lifts her feet off the fitball and brings herself into a true handstand and wheels out of it with practiced ease. Her turn to show off.

"It's a yes from me," he says, as he gives her a slow clap. It's the guy she's been pretty much undressing with her eyes the past half hour. So he's got a sense of humor.

"There's more where that came from," she flirts. Wait, what? What type of hussy is she turning into?

Another throat clearing. "Do you want to maybe grab a coffee after? We could get some extra whip? Or a chai, because, you know, I like to get dirty..." he attempts a joke but trails off aware that he might sound like an idiot, yet both of them knowing full well coffee is not going to be on the menu.

She actually cackles in laughter but then has the decency to blush, because they've come this far, which is to say: not very, but fast. And he's actually really hot up close.

"I'm staying just around the corner...we could have coffee...there," she offers brazenly. What the hell has gotten into her? Oh right, it's the end of her two years of yeses, just before she has to start saying no again.

The mood between them changes instantly. Everything feels heavier, more charged. He nods, understanding what she means, taking off his cap and pushing a hand through his unruly hair. "Let's go," he manages to utter, his tone hoarse and taking on a sense of urgency.

There's a flurry of activity as she grabs her bag from the locker and he gathers his things whilst he calls out a quick goodbye to the gym staff. She doesn't stop to think that her behavior is maybe just a little reckless, because there seems to be a gentleness to him that makes her feel safe. They don't talk as they cross the road together quickly, both of them nervously checking the other, in case there are any missed signals.

Nope, they still very obviously want each other. The energy is palpable.

She knows that F/N's at work and she's quite sure her sister wouldn't mind her bringing him over. In fact, she was the one who's been espousing the benefits of a good old-fashioned hook up over the last five days, claiming that an orgasm or two would be the perfect way to settle Jihyo's anxiety before she starts her comeback season leading up to the next Olympic cycle.

They're in the lift heading up the ten stories to the apartment when she feels him bump into her shoulder to take off the edge, then slipping his hand into hers, intertwining their fingers gently, grounding her. They almost run down the corridor, giggling nervously and she's fiddling with the keys of F/N's apartment door when he can't resist pressing his body against her back, his lips finding the juncture where her shoulder meets her neck, lowering a searing kiss and languorous swipe of his tongue there as she feels a rumble of a growl in his chest.

Once they're inside, she doesn't even know how it happens, but he's got her pushed up against the door, and it's all hands, heavy breathing, and gym clothes being peeled off in haste.

They're still sweaty from their previous workout but breathless from the anticipation of what's about to happen next.

"You should know, my name's—" he starts.

But she shuts him down with her lips catching his in a kiss that has him seeing stars and feeling dizzy. "Shhhh...no names."

He's so turned on, he feels his cock harden impossibly, more than it already is. He's never done this before, a casual fuck, but there's something about this dark-haired beauty that makes him want so much.

She lifts her arms to wriggle out of her sports bra, and he slides down to his knees peeling her leggings and panties off with him. He's already down to his boxer briefs, and he buries his face into her pelvis, breathing in her heady scent of sweat mingled with desire. She's bare right in front of him, a thin strip of hairdressing her pussy and he shoots out his tongue to kiss her there. She nearly buckles from pleasure as soon as his tongue touches her dripping entrance, the jolt of electricity running through her entire body, igniting a fire she doesn't want to extinguish.

She parts her legs shamelessly, guiding his head with her hands as she threads her fingers through his luxuriant hair, bucking against his mouth as she moans loudly. He's licking up into her cunt, sucking at her clit and pushing his tongue into her, as hard and deep as he can.

Fuck, he's never felt so stiff in his life, he thinks, as he grabs a hold of his cock underneath his boxer briefs and starts to stroke himself slowly with one hand while the other pushes her pussy lips aside so he can gain greater access to her sultry center. She tastes tangy and salty and he can't get enough of her, as he nuzzles his nose into her and hums his praise. He feels her gasp, rather than hears her arousal. She likes this. He wants to keep pleasing her and hear more of those sensuous noises so he slides a finger, then two, into the heart of her wet folds.

Her breathing hitches, and before long she starts fucking herself down onto his fingers. "More," she pants.

And so he slides in another finger, keeping pace with her gyrations. He returns to place his mouth on her and she starts keening even louder. He wants nothing but for her to come around his mouth and fingers, but he knows her release will be greater if he stops her now, so he can build up to a more powerful crescendo.

He pumps his fingers slowly then draws them out reluctantly to the choked sound of her frustration. He keeps kissing her there though, light and teasing, but she's having none of it. She drags him up and he kisses her full on the mouth, lips parting her own, exploring her, letting her taste herself in his mouth as well as his fingers that he brings up to her. His free hand descends to tease her nipples and pinch them as they harden beneath his touch, then dips his mouth to suck on her peaks alternately. She draws a sharp breath and her hands which are palming his cock through his boxer briefs push down on the waistband impatiently. His impressive length springs free and she's already got him in her hands, stroking the velvet steel of his cock, coaxing him to full attention.

She moans, elated at his size and girth, eager to take him into her mouth. She pushes him backwards and before he knows it, they're down on the floor, and her hot wet mouth is surrounding his intoxicating length with a desperation he's never known in his life. She's licking up the underside of his cock, his balls, charting the terrain of it all, sucking on the ridge of his frenulum before engulfing the tip of his cock's swollen head, swirling her tongue back and forth and up and down while she pumps the rest of him with skillful twists of her palms. He's in fucking heaven, but he wants to pleasure her too.

"Stop," he sounds out in a strangled voice.

She looks up at him, her emerald green eyes questioning, her mouth filled by him. It's a sight he won't be forgetting too soon. She pulls off him, with stripes of saliva joining his cock to her exquisite mouth. Jesus Christ, is she trying to kill him?

"Turn around, I want you to sit on my face," he demands.

A fresh rush of wetness pools in her core as she follows his instructions. She doesn't trust herself to speak right now, just nestles her pussy right atop his mouth as she bends forward to take him into her again. It's only been all of one minute since she tasted him, but already she misses the heavyweight of his cock against her tongue and the salty flavour of his pre-cum. She nuzzles her face into his cock, smearing the mix of her saliva and his wetness all over her cheeks, nose, mouth. She doesn't know what has come over her, but she's feeling filthy and loving it.

He wraps his arms around her hips to keep her in place as his tongue dives into her sweet cunt again, and she can't help but vibrate her lusty, emphatic moans onto his cock. He slides his fingers into her again and fucks her enthusiastically whilst he rims her ass with his tongue, pushing against her tight bud. What the fuck's gotten into him that he's behaving so obscenely with her? He needn't worry though because she's bucking into him repeatedly, panting and writhing, as indecently as he feels.

"Fuck me," she gasps. "I want your cock inside me."

"I don't have protection, but I'm clean," he groans against her pussy.

She twists out of his grasp and faces to straddle him in one swift move. She's so keyed up she just wants him inside her now. "Me too...On the pill," she barely succeeds in moaning out as she slides the lips of her drenched cunt along his length.

Before he can even answer her, she lifts herself up on her knees, takes him in her hands and sinks down on him in a move that has them both hissing in rapture. He barely has time to thrust up into her before she's sliding up again, only to bury herself unfalteringly onto his cock, pushing down so firm and flush against him that he doesn't know where he ends and where she begins. She starts undulating back and forth over him and it's all he can do to keep up with her insatiable rhythm.

If this is all that he ever gets with her, he thinks he would die a happy man. It's the most erotic sexual experience of his life - two perfect strangers acting out on their desires, engaging in an act so intimate without even knowing each other's names. But he wants to know her name. And he certainly wants to do this again.

He grabs her hips and pushes her close onto him, flipping her over onto her back without slipping out of her tight core. He takes possession of her mouth in a sweet, tender kiss and slowly pushes into her as he bears his weight on an extended arm and unfolds her legs that are wrapped around him into a butterfly position on the floor. He wants to get in deep, and he wants to watch his cock drive into her as they fuck each other's brains out.

She's focused on the way he moves in and out of her, their breathing synced, heavy with moans and muffled cries of pleasure. Feeling him bare inside her has got her so close and she knows just by instinct and the way his scrotum tightens against the hand that she's cupping his balls with that he is too.

He slows down his rhythm, wanting to prolong their ravishing of each other. She's scratching her nails down his muscular back, the thing that started all of this, one hand clutching his ridiculously round ass, guiding him deeper and he's kissing her again.

"Tell me what you want...fast or slow?" He asks as he fists her hair in his hands, making his preference clear. How gentlemanly of him to ask at all.

"Fast...and hard," she manages to grit out, because he's already slamming into her the way she needs him to between her words.

He builds up his tempo of thrusts in time with her murmurs and whimpers. She's never been taken like this, and likely never will. She's never even behaved like this before, but there's a freedom in baring her primal self to a perfect stranger. He brings one of her thighs across his, leaving his hand there to grab her in support, slipping the other between his legs, effectively changing up positions to a side scissors and oh fuck - it's deeper than it's ever felt.

He groans as his forehead falls on her breast, his mouth hungrily working her nipple and biting her soft, tender flesh, knowing that she's adjusting to the sheer fullness of him in this position by the small shiver that surges across her body.

He takes a second to stop, sweat dripping down him in rivulets, his hair falling across his face like it was styled that way, instead of the result of a vigorous fuck session it actually is. She's covered in a shiny sheen too, and he hears and feels how slippery she is as his legs, pelvis and abs slide and slap against her as he restarts his furious onslaught against her lust-soaked pussy.

This sound, coupled with her escalating cries and the way she looks right at him while he's ramming into her is the thing that almost undoes him.

She's thrusting and jerking her hips together with his - so powerful, so connected - until her voice breaks a little as she cries out that she's coming with a chorus of yeses. It's intense, fierce and hands down the most overpowering orgasm she's ever had, thanks to him pushing her back and forth to edge of ecstasy. How can someone she's just met know her body so well?

He's thinking the same thoughts, as he rides out the aftershocks of her release, still hanging by a thread between her clenching, pulsing walls, thrusting tenderly into her making her come again, but gentler this time.

She's boneless, but she somehow hooks her index finger onto his thin silver chain that lies irresistibly against the ruddy color of his neck and pulls him close, whispering low into his ear, "I want you to come all over me."

That sets him off, and he's battering into her as if his life depended on it. All that sexual tension and nervous energy - from the moment he set eyes on her, raking over her lithe body, appreciating her flexibility and graceful strength, watching her watching him hungrily, to the first tentative touch, changing quickly to the euphoric high of entering her - all of it, comes down to this explosive finale.

He drives hard into her once, twice before he feels himself cresting, and withdraws his cock quickly to move his body up in order to spill his spurting seed against her throbbing cunt, on to her beautifully defined midriff, over her pale breasts and pink nipples, and finally into her warm, waiting, open mouth.

She's swallowing him whole, tasting them both, one hand pumping loosely in an effort to drain his cock into her mouth, while her other hand takes his, spreading his thick creamy come lazily all over her body. His entire body is shaking, overcome with post-coital bliss, as he lowers himself directly onto her sticky body and rubs up and down against her.

That was incredible, he thinks as she sighs and stretches in indolent pleasure.

They lie like that on the floor for a while, luxuriating in the deep breaths they take, the circular patterns they trace on each other's skin and gentle kisses that they steal from one another, as he softens and then later grows hard again thinking of what just transpired. She's still aroused and there's nothing more she wants than another round (or more) with this beautiful stranger, but she knows that the last thing she needs are complications and distractions.

When they're cleaned up, dressed and she's tenderly kissing him goodbye at the door, he wants to ask if he can see her again but senses the tiniest shake of her head. He looks back after, wondering if he'll ever meet her again but the door is shut and whatever fleeting or lasting moment of intimacy they had shared suddenly feels like a million miles away.

"No regrets," she whispers to herself on the other side of the door, "though the return be never."

The next day she's gone, settling back into her routine in Montreal, but F/N was right - all her anxiety about her comeback disappears. She's had the best finish to her two years of unofficial retirement and now she's ready to take on the world.

It's when she's at her first strength and conditioning session the week after that she allows herself to recall every earth-shattering moment of her last off-ice training and the perfect stranger who had tipped her world upside down. She feels a deep flush spread through her body as she works through her exercise sets, trying very hard to concentrate. She has a feeling of being watched but that's usual, her trainers take videos in order for her watch back to improve her form or highlight certain issues.

"Jihyo," Her trainer Jeongyeon calls out after she's finished her workout and cool down stretching. "I want to introduce you to the newest member of our team."

She looks up, and there he is.

He's smiling, bright as the sun, and just as irresistible as the day she met him. He lifts two fingers to her in a mock salute, and says, "Hey, the name's Y/N."

And while life has just gotten infinitely more interesting and complicated, suddenly they're not perfect strangers anymore.

[Master P1] Confession (Jeongyeon x Male Reader)

"Thanks for coming to talk to me," Jeongyeon said, shivering nervously as she lingered at the edge of Y/N's bed, cheeks a bit flush as she looked at him. She'd been so abrupt in asking Y/N if they could talk somewhere private that she felt a little bit embarrassed by it all, worried she was going to make what was in all honesty a bit of a boundary overstepping into something even worse in the process. But she had to. There was just no way she could hold back for so long on what she felt and what she had to say, even if it was so very guilty to admit she felt.

"Of course," Y/N said, not even beginning to know what Jeongyeon wanted to talk about but assuming it was something that she just needed to get off her chest to someone. Maybe something she couldn't tell her teammates; he didn't think too much about it, but he wanted to be there as a good friend so he went with it and readied himself for whatever it was. Anything for a friend, right? "Don't be afraid to get it off your chest, Jeongyeon. I'm here to be your friend, you can trust me."

"I'm so relieved to hear that, because what I want to do is kind of..." She bit her lip, fingers fretting with the hem of her skirt. She just had to say it. Jeongyeon knew it. The only way she was getting it off her chest was to spit it out no matter how abrupt or insane it was, right then and there. "I want you to dominate me. Right now, on this bed."

"That's going to be rough, but it--what?" It took Y/N a second to realize what she was talking about, nervously falling off the bed as she startled him out of focus. He really had not been ready for what Jeongyeon said, and he found himself staring in absolute confusion at her as he tried to piece it together. "Jeongyeon did you just--"

"I know, I know! It sounds crazy and I guess it kind of it, but I've been really curious for a long time bout what it would be like to be a sub, and when I thought about boys I could ask to help me with it the only real options I had was you." She bit her lip, staring up at him with bright, eager eyes, hoping she could get Y/N to look past the absolute insanity of her words. "You're the only guy I would trust with something like this, and I'm sorry for putting you into this kind of position, but... Could you please help me Y/N? Can you let me try subbing?"

There was really no way for Y/N to have even been anything resembling "prepared" for that kind of offer. It was dropped on him so abruptly and so immediately that he felt himself shivering up in tension and panic in the face of Jeongyeon's nervous excitement. She looked so eager and this was all so insane that he hadn't the slightest idea how to begin handling it. What was she saying? What was he doing? This was like nothing he'd ever felt before, and in the wake of that insanity he felt like he had only one choice that really mattered. To lean forward and kiss Jeongyeon.

Not just kiss her. He needed to push in tightly, needed to get hot and possessive as his lips shoved against hers and he took charge of the situation. His kiss was territorial and firm, hands settling onto her body quickly as Y/N did the only thing he could really think of doing, and that was to let instinct take over. Of course he would dominate Jeongyeon! He didn't know exactly how, didn't have the first fucking clue how he was supposed to get something like that to happen, but he knew he wanted to, and that was enough to begin pushing him forward as he started to make out with Jeongyeon aggressively, letting his kiss speak for itself as she twisted beneath him in confused but gleeful excitement. If he could keep this up then she would be happy to submit to him utterly, insane as the idea would be.

Trusting his instincts, Y/N shoved Jeongyeon down onto the bed, pinning her wrists against the mattress and climbing on top of her, not sure where this was going but ready now to push forward and give her all that he could, as she twisted and writhed beneath his touch, moaning loudly and eagerly through the winding excitement and heat of his touch. All of Jeongyeon's want and excitement began to take root inside of Y/N too, infectious and powerful as he crawled up on top of her, getting into position and pushing his body down against hers, letting her feel his heat and his warmth on top of her.

For Jeongyeon, this was exactly what she wanted, sending guilty pleasures bubbling up through her as she felt herself wind up in the throes of sudden excitement. "Make me yours," she whined into the kiss, startled by the eagerness with which Y/N moved into position and started to make very aggressive moves that proved he really did want this. "Fuck me." She couldn't believe this was happening, but it was all he wanted, and he couldn't get enough of it now.

Y/N reached up Jeongyeon's dress, tugging down her tights and her panties as she reached for his pants. He moved with very aggressive and hard motions, while Jeongyeon took a more fumbling and eager approach, smiling brightly as he stared her down, not with anger but with want. "Get my cock out faster, and then guide me right into your pussy. I'll fuck you right now, and I'll make you scream." This wasn't Y/N as he would have ever thought of himself; it almost sounded wrong to his ears to hear his voice so bold and cocky. But it felt like what he should have said, and with the way it made Jeongyeon twist in want beneath him, it seemed he'd been right in his assessment, so he moved swiftly on to do exactly as he'd promised.

Jeongyeon got Y/N's cock out, her eyes widening in delight as she found herself fishing out an absolutely massive dick, one so impressive she couldn't help but give it a few strokes as she looked up at him, marveling, "You're so big," as her breath tightened. She had decided Y/N was the man to dominate her because she wanted to have this happened with someone she knew she could trust, but now Jeongyeon found herself thinking something different, Y/N's impressive dick leaving her wanting something more craven and physically inclined as she guided his dick right up to her waiting hole and greedily tugged him in. With one steady push, Y/N's cock sank into her waiting pussy, making Jeongyeon squeal in excitement as she took him in, her body ashiver as his hips pushed forward and he helped guide himself forward so eagerly.

The thick cock pushed its way into Jeongyeon's pussy without hesitation, sinking forward and drawing eager moans from both of them as Y/N began to rock back and forth, pushing more of his cock with each careful thrust into the waiting pussy. "Fuck," he groaned, his hand seizing Jeongyeon's wrist and pushing it back against the bed again as he stared her down. "You're all mine now." His eyes were heavy with want, his body tense as he drove forward, feeling the incredible tightness and the heat of her slick pussy embracing his cock, desperate and hungry like he'd never felt before. All he could do was want as he pushed forward, shoving his way in deeper as the unflinching need to keep this going drove him mad. "And I'm going to fuck you until you're not so tight anymore."

"Own me," Jeongyeon pleaded, her cheeks going flush as she stared up at him, biting her lip and watching as he pushed forward. "I knew you were the right man to submit to, Y/N. Please, fuck me with that huge cock and make me into the submissive lover you deserve." This was like nothing she had ever felt before, something that made her nervous, but she felt like she had to push on, wanting it too badly for those nerves to get to her. Especially as she felt the perfect blend of comfort and desire in being pinned underneath Y/N and his delightfully huge cock. There was something so right and exciting about it, all she really wanted in the throes of excitement, and she couldn't get enough of it. As Y/N pushed into her, Jeongyeon began to meet his thrusts a little more boldly and eagerly, letting the pleasure swell up inside of her as she was taken so steadily.

Y/N wasn't immediately rough or harsh with Jeongyeon. He wanted to build up to it, wanted to savour the chance to give Jeongyeon her first domination as he took his first time actually dominating in turn. He'd never done this before, and yet instinct carried him into starting to feel like a pro, full of a special kind of excited want and hunger as he pushed onward, fucking her steadier, his lips shoving against hers some more and wanting to kiss her harder and more eagerly. It was all so natural to him, to his utter surprise, but if he could really make this work then he was going to keep it up, pushing boldly onward and fucking Jeongyeon harder, hotter.

The feeling of the big dick rocking into her left Jeongyeon feeling almost a little bit delirious. She wasn't ready for this kind of pleasure at all, her cheeks burning brighter and redder as he took to fucking her so eagerly, her body alight with more pleasure than she could have expected. "It feels so good!" she whined, breath tightening harder as she squirmed beneath him. He held her hands down against the bed and she knew she wasn't going to get the leverage against him to push out, but she couldn't stay still. Not as the pleasure throbbed through her aching body and she let herself succumb to the pleasure so intensely. Aching, hot lust burned through Jeongyeon's body as Y/N fucked her, and all she really wanted was to let the pleasure consume her now, bucking back and forth as the sensations rocked her to her core, frustrated and eager as the tension built up hotter.

Nothing could stop Y/N now, and his hips built up a quicker, more feverish pace as Jeongyeon moaned and twisted in delight beneath him. There was something different about her; she wasn't just letting him stay on top, she seemed to be losing her fucking mind to the pleasure, to the thrill of his cock fucking her. Everything about how she carried herself and how she worked through the pleasure seemed different in ways that excited Y/N more than anything, and he was eager to push on and keep up the aggression, fucking Jeongyeon harder and hotter, his fingers pressing down tighter against her skin as he stared her down.

"Harder, please," Jeongyeon pleaded, even if she was getting it harder than she'd ever felt before, even if she was going to spin out of control if this kept up. "Please Y/N, fuck me harder, make me yours!"

"You're already mine," Y/N growled back, but he gave her what she wanted, hips bucking forward even hotter as Jeongyeon squealed in hot delight and ecstasy, shivers racing up her spine like electricity as she was taken so harshly and feverishly, given the treat of exactly what she wanted and craved by the guy who she didn't think could have ever been so good at dominating her. It was almost too good to be true, something so intense and desperate that Jeongyeon was left just aching for more as he pounded her so hard and so fast, her head spinning out of control. Moans followed, rising up in needy whines as she sank deeper into the frustration and want of her impending orgasm, and all she could think to do was keep pushing forward as she raced on to give in completely to the pleasure, overwhelmed and fraying at the ends.

"I am! I'm yours, Y/N! I promise, I'm your submissive toy and you're my master, just please cum in me right now!" Jeongyeon's voice picked up in speed and desperation, her eyes almost rolling back as her cheeks burned bright and her expression seemed slack, almost loose and empty. She was drunk on the thrill of Y/N's cock now, burning up in desperation as the excitement and the heat throbbed up through her, something primal and so intense she didn't know how to handle herself. Jeongyeon felt no shame and no patience, just fiery want. "Ah, I love your cock!"

Those final words, squealed out with almost musical, sappy vigor were what finally pulled Y/N down. Well, that and the way that Jeongyeon's pussy clamped down around his cock in orgasmic need. She begged him for his cum, and his cum was exactly what Jeongyeon got, as Y/N shoved down hard, pinning her body down hard to the bed as his cock buried itself down to the hilt inside of her waiting pussy. He came hard, groaning and shivering as eruptions of hot, gooey cum flooded deep into Jeongyeon's waiting hole, setting her alight with bursts of hot, feverish pleasure and need too intense for her to control or handle. Feverish bucking and twisting on Jeongyeon's part was effortlessly halted by Y/N's body holding her down, and that only made the frustration even more enticing to Jeongyeon as she stared up at him full of want and need.

Something about creampieing Jeongyeon and giving her everything she wanted just felt so right and so invigorating to Y/N that he couldn't help but feel a swell of excitement and pride taking hold of him. Cumming in Jeongyeon like that and feeling her submit to him and call him her master had filled his head with big, bold ideas. Ideas may be a little dangerous and over the top, but ideas so sweetly rich and potent that he wanted them more than he could handle. "If you're really mine," he groaned, pulling out of her slick pussy, "Then I want you to clean my cock off with your mouth."

Jeongyeon's shoulders tensed and she let out a nervous whimper as he pulled out of her. Not because of his demand, which sounded absolutely incredible to Jeongyeon, but because she felt so empty now, his warm, gooey cum already starting to leak out of her as she lay there, panting in desperation. "Okay," she whined. "Of course. I would love to." She bit her lip, staring up at Y/N and getting ready for him to pull back and let her lick his cock all over.

But that wasn't Y/N's plan at all. Instead of being given the opportunity to crawl forward and start to lick his big cock every which way in a bout of needy cock worship to help her show her newfound affections toward him, Jeongyeon found herself getting a cock shoved in her mouth. Y/N pulled up forward over her body and pushed a couple inches of cock into her mouth even as she lay there on the bed. She'd expected him to pass right by her on the way to settling into position, but it seemed instead Y/N was bracing to start feeding cock into her mouth, as if ready to lie down onto her face instead.

"Then start sucking," he groaned, a hand gripping her hair tightly as he began to push onward. He knew what Jeongyeon would have expected him to do, and knew that there was fun in subverting that expectation, in pushing his cock into her mouth as she lay patiently down on the bed, taking advantage of her obedience and her comfortable position to start testing the boundaries. He knew he was going too far too quickly, but as Jeongyeon began to obediently suck on his cock, her lips tightening around his shaft and her tongue slithering about in want and excitement, he felt so ready to go that none of it mattered. He was here to get his, and to feel out the thrill of dominating a girl, and he couldn't stop now.

Jeongyeon had no idea how to handle it, but she moved on instinct and on the guidance of all of her wants and desires. Jeongyeon wanted to submit, so she was ready to handle whatever Y/N did to her within reason, and trusting that he wouldn't do anything to her here that was too rough or too out there, Jeongyeon happily began to suck on his cock, moaning as she stared at his tense core, his shirt slipping up and showing off his tense abs. The more she marveled at him and his huge cock, the more she wondered why she had only been thinking about Y/N as the friend she could trust to do right by her, and not thinking about Y/N as the stuff she'd naturally want to have dominate her, because now, as he fed more and more cock past her lips, she was so excited and full of want that she could hardly control herself.

Deeper Y/N went, his cock finding the back of her throat before long and very little resistance or tension meeting him as in her eagerness, Jeongyeon even went that extra step of shoving forward to take him down her throat outright, a shiver bucking up her spine as throbbing thrills overtook her. Moans rose hotter and needier as Y/N pushed Jeongyeon's head down but guided his hips down in time, keeping himself down her throat as he pushed on deeper. The sound of her gagging on his cock as he pushed his way down made him ache with need, amazed by the pleasure he felt and the tension twisting inside of him. He needed more, pushing on quicker, getting into a place where she wasn't really sucking his cock so much as she was just lying there to take it, as Y/N fucked her mouth from above and she so happily accepted it.

Faster and harder he rocked, knees settling onto the ground as his hips hammered down harsher. "You're doing so well, Jeongyeon. A good sub knows to deepthroat her master's cock, and you're taking me down without a complaint." But not without struggle. Spit bubbled up around Jeongyeon's lips as she choked loudly on his dick, and Y/N had to make sure he was pulling out of her throat enough to let her breathe in between bursts of thrusts. The spasm of her throat around his cock and all of the delirious noises of excitement she made as she choked on his dick were signs of panic, but of her determination too; Jeongyeon was holding out against her body and its better instincts for the sake of pleasure, and it was paying off in the best of ways as she held herself tight and pressed on eagerly, careless and hot through the pleasure aching up from within.

Even if she was being overwhelmed with more than she knew what to do with, Jeongyeon found herself unable to stop, moaning loudly as she happily serviced Y/N's cock. not even worrying about the little moments in between of struggling to catch herself and her breath. In truth, this was everything she wanted, her fingers even reaching down between her legs to finger herself, toying with the cum leaking out of her pussy as she felt Y/N hammer her throat, his balls smacking against her chin as he went on, fucking her face so well that she didn't know why she hadn't asked for this outright.

Hooked on Y/N's cock and overwhelmed with more lust and want than she had ever felt before, all Jeongyeon could think about was getting more as she succumbed to Y/N and his domination, having no idea how to handle all the pleasures taking hold of her and how good they felt. She'd been looking to submit thinking it'd be some quick, hard sex with her on the bottom getting railed, but it was so much more than that, and as Y/N dragged her down into the madness she found herself wanting so much more still, unable to shake the sudden delirium and want overwhelming her. This was too good to be true, but it was true enough that Jeongyeon couldn't even care about the idea she was losing all control and sense of decency to this madness.

Y/N didn't mind it much either. "That's a good cocksucker," he groaned, fingers tightening in her hair as he pounded on harder. "I never thought you'd take a big cock down your throat so well Jeongyeon, but you're a natural at this." Talking like this to his friend was something he would have never imagined himself capable of before now, but he couldn't help it, the words almost forcing their way out as he shoved on and let the pleasure speak for itself, unaware Jeongyeon was fingering herself back there, but it wouldn't have been much of a surprise given the circumstances and the situation involved. All he worried about now was shoving on and letting the excitement take hold of him, and oh how it took hold of him as he wound up toward the brilliant ending awaiting him.

Y/N pulled back last minute, offering up no warning for Jeongyeon as he took his cock firm in his hand and gave himself the last few strokes right in his face. In her inexperience, Jeongyeon's mouth was wide open as she sucked down desperate, needy breaths, gasping for air as she watched him blow his load right into her face, which led to her almost inhaling some of his spunk as he blew thick ropes of cum all over his face and blasted some into her mouth for good measure. She'd caught on quickly enough to avoid it at least, and got to swallow some of his cum as he wrung out the last few drops on her now messy face.

Wearing his cum proudly given the insane circumstances involved, Jeongyeon shivered and squirmed in excitement and want. "That felt amazing, thank you... Master." She hadn't gotten off, but it didn't matter to her as she slipped her fingers away, ready to let it prime her for the next round as she lay there, wiping off none of the mess he'd made.

Being called 'Master' made Y/N's cock twitch, excitement throbbing up through him as Jeongyeon gave him what he'd been missing all this time. It was strange to think he was 'missing' anything given how fiercely he'd given in to the role of dominating Jeongyeon, but something about her calling him her master outright just made for something that he couldn't hold back from. He grabbed hold of Jeongyeon and dragged her almost off the edge of the bed, letting her legs dangle off of it as he tugged her cute butt up high, holding her in place and groaning, "And now your reward for being such a good cocksucker," he said.

Jeongyeon didn't get any more warning than that before Y/N buried his cock into her waiting pussy with one brutal thrust, slamming into her balls deep from behind. She had no idea what Y/N was doing until he did it, shaking her down to her very core as he began to pound harshly forward, fucking Jeongyeon with a sense of purpose and need that overwhelmed and intoxicated her. There was no way to be prepared for it, no way to handle the excitement as he began to hammer away at her waiting, needy pussy. He just did it, just got to work at fucking her and let her sort out the details.

"Yes! Fuck me, Master! Your big cock belongs in my tight pussy, fucking me raw, please don't stop!" She slammed her hands down against the bed, biting hard on her lip as the intense, throbbing lust surged through her so powerfully that she couldn't hold herself back. This was almost too good to be true, and she wanted to embrace it all thoroughly as she let herself go, giving in to the pleasure and the madness all at once. She craved Y/N's cock, and she wasn't ashamed now to admit it as arousal like she'd never felt before ruled her and drove her actions.

Y/N gave the occasional strike down across Jeongyeon's ass for good measure, each time making her yelp in the most adorable ways. Her head snapped back, her spine arching and shivering in excitement as Y/N pushed on, fucking Jeongyeon without mercy or care, just ramming his cock into her needy pussy as he took complete ownership of the situation. He was ready now, confident and riding high on something hotter and more intense than he'd ever thought he was going to feel, burning up with excitement as Jeongyeon's cute butt shook and her hips pressed back to meet his. "I'm going to fuck you a lot more from now on, so I hope you enjoy being my sub."

"Yes, Master, I love it! Please fuck me whenever you want to and fill me up with all of your hot cum." Jeongyeon had never thrown out dirty talk like this before, but she'd also never had sex with the right person to do so. Y/N was that right person, she'd decided, shivering in heat and burning need, bucking through the heat and panic of being pounded into as she let her body go and accepted the searing bliss. Someone she trusted as a friend, but handsome and hung enough to really make her want to whimper and beg for dick. There was nothing better she could have asked for than Y/N, and she was so happy to now be getting so roughly taken by him, so happy that he wasn't only willing to dominate her, but doing an excellent job of scratching that itch and commanding a very natural kind of dominance.

Learning things about himself with each thrust as he gave Jeongyeon his worst, Y/N was delighted to find he was so good at this, that sex with Jeongyeon was proving better than he could have ever hoped. There was nothing he could do now but keep up the pressure and let her have it, but his hips felt ready and tireless, his whole body in feverish motion as he took to fucking Jeongyeon into submission, wondering what he'd been waiting for. His hand came down harder across her ass, still not too aggressive but definitely getting rougher as he further felt out the boundaries of what he could and couldn't do, but with Jeongyeon moaning louder and hotter with each strike he wondered if such a point existed, or if he could do whatever he damn well pleased to her in the midst of this domination.

Everything just burned so right inside of them that they couldn't stop to think about anything now but the lust. The burning, aching heat took hold of them both and refused to let go, their bodies in feverish motion as they embraced their darker urges and let the sensations burn them up from within. This was everything to both of them, and Jeongyeon couldn't have even begun to imagine that this was the tone their night would take when she had first opened up her secret desires to Y/N. He'd gone above and beyond in letting her have everything she wanted, and for it she felt like a pampered girl getting fucked just right, even if Y/N was entirely in control and doing it his way.

Such was the nature of domination though, and Y/N was happy to enter into this world, even stumbling around blind as he fucked a girl as cute as Jeongyeon into such feverish bliss that she'd call him her master and beg for more. If this was the kind of thing that awaited him, he was going to be spending a lot more time with her and they were going to be quite a bit more than friends by time he was through, and he knew immediately that she wanted it given her response to, "And if I ask you to suck my cock between classes?"

"I'd be down on my knees no matter where you wanted me, Master!" There was something earnest in it, something that sounded like Jeongyeon really wanted that, not just that she was saying it to suck up to him. She was definitely hazy in the heat of the moment and drunk on Y/N's cock, but it was the kind of drunk she didn't think she'd ever sober up from.

The answer also helped drive Y/N so wild and so hot that he quickly gave it all up to her. With one eager thrust into her hot, waiting cunt, Y/N let himself go, letting out a powerful groan as one more hilting thrust into her waiting pussy was all he needed. He came, another messy flood of cum pumping deep into Jeongyeon's waiting twat and filling her up with all the gooey, hot relief she craved, pushing her over the edge to a powerful, unrepentant orgasm. She couldn't hold herself back, thrashing and twisting in ecstasy as the sensations bubbled up inside of her like fire and she twisted up at the very height of her brazen and needy high. This was everything Jeongyeon wanted, and she was happy to finally have it.

"Thank you, Master," she whined as Y/N's cock withdrew from her pussy. She was about to tell him that she was happy to be his sub, but before she could say anything he was tugging her off of the bed and dragging her down to her knees, his cock suddenly flush against her face. Sticky, wet, and aching as she stared up at him, breathless and still wearing his cum.

"Clean me off again," he ordered, and this time Jeongyeon was able to do what she'd been expecting. She didn't hesitate for a second.

[Master P2] Primal Desire (Chaeyoung x Male Reader)

Y/N was really kissing Chaeyoung. He couldn't believe it was happening, and yet the firm press of the idols lips against his couldn't be denied. It made his head spin wildly out of control as excitement throbbed up through him, an overwhelming rush of excitement he was woefully unprepared for, but which he rolled with happily, feeling Chaeyoung's body pushing up against his tighter in the process. Making a move and acting on his feelings was something Y/N had always felt like he'd never do, and yet there he was, a sudden rush of boldness and desire hitting him out of nowhere, urging him onward in making his advance on Chaeyoung out of nowhere. Confidence had surged up inside of him out of nowhere, and he wasn't sure how or why, but he was ready to lean into the tailspin and see where this was going to take him.

Startled by the suddenness of Y/N's advance, Chaeyoung was happy to let him make his move. A night on the town helping cure the stuffiness of being cooped up in the dorms all weekend. Somewhere along the way, they had lost Momo and Tzuyu, leaving Y/N and Chaeyoung to wander around, faintly in search of their friends but mostly just trying to enjoy themselves and find things to do. Which was where Y/N found himself suddenly feeling confident enough to push forward and do something.

"I didn't know you felt this way," Chaeyoung said, holding tightly onto Y/N, smiling brightly as she leaned in close toward him. Up beside a building in the middle of a sparsely populated sidewalk, this wasn't the quietest, most private, or most intimate location, but everything around her began to fade out as she found herself unable to keep from thinking only of him. Everything else began to fade away under the fixated interest she took in Y/N before her. "But I'm happy to know you do."

"I never knew how to put it into words." Y/N held firmly onto Chaeyoung, who remained pressed against him tightly. "But a kiss seemed like it would work fine."

Chaeyoung bit her lip, certain Y/N wasn't aware of the things he was making bubble up inside of her. Her hand slid slowly along toward his, fingers lacing between his own as she pulled back suddenly, taking him with her. "Come on," she said, very abruptly and without hesitation, Y/N stumbling on after her as she dragged him into a nearby alley. There was no hesitation behind her motions as she dragged Y/N on, pulling him far enough into the alley that shadows hid them from the casual passerby, and it was only then that she tugged him back against her body, her back to the wall and her warmth urging him to push her hard against it. "I want you."

"I want you too," Y/N said, still not completely getting the idea as he returned to kissing her, his hand on her hip just a bit too chaste and too tender. Chaeyoung didn't mind tender, but it wasn't what she wanted from Y/N now, her hand grabbing his wrist and placing it on her thigh before urging his hand up her skirt, where despite his nervousness, Y/N did began to touch her properly, his hand pushing flush against her panty-clad mound as she let out hungry moans into his lips.

"I want you in more immediate ways," Chaeyoung confessed, pulling back from his lips so she could dive into his neck instead. "I know I have the image of a good, well behaved girl, but every now and then I do love to break the rules a little bit. To be a little bit of a slut, just because it helps deal with the frustrations of being a celebrity. So I want you to fuck me right here in this alley, Y/N. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can without letting people out on the street know you're balls deep inside of me. Can you do that for me? Please, Y/N?" She made sure that his name came out of her mouth that last time with an urgent, needy smolder, one sure to make Y/N's cock harden and his spine shiver with excitement.

It worked perfectly. Y/N didn't question it as she made her point clear, sticking his hand down her panties as he kept riding that boldness out hard. Ever since he fucked Jeongyeon every way, Y/N had been waiting for the chance to make a move on Chaeyoung, figuring it wasn't fair to Chaeyoung that he'd been able to fuck Jeongyeon but not come out with his feelings for Chaeyoung. But they were out now, and he felt himself confident enough after what he'd done with Jeongyeon to be able to go for it, pushing some fingers into Chaeyoung as he guided the hand he was still holding toward his lap, urging her to take his cock out as it swelled within his jeans.

Chaeyoung's hand fumbled about Y/N's lap eagerly, excitement taking firm hold of her as she felt herself wind up in excitement and pleasure in the face of pure surrender. There was nothing to be ashamed of here, as she gave herself happily up to something indulgent and primal. She fished his cock out, and as she felt his dick within her grasp she had to shove her lips tightly against his neck to muffle the moan she let out. "You're so big," she whined, giving his rock hard cock a few strokes as she marveled at the girthy shaft in her hand. She was amazed and delighted, jerking him off quickly in a show of lusty affection toward him, wanting to show Y/N the love and sweetness that ached now through her. "I can't believe it. You've been keeping this from me all along?"

"Let's change that, then," Y/N said with a cocky, brash snicker, tugging her panties down and letting them fall to her ankles. As he pulled up her skirt, Chaeyoung guided his cock toward her waiting hole, surprised at how fluidly this was all going and how readily Y/N was giving her what she wanted. All this time she'd had a very specific mental image of Y/N, an estimation of him as the kind of guy who she'd have to take a slow, tender walk through a first time with, and yet there he was, happily accepting her confession and not even put off by her confession of being a bit of a slut, his cock out in a back alley and proving so much bigger than she'd been expecting.

It was all a little bit too insane to believe.

As far as Y/N was concerned, Chaeyoung was if anything a bit too slow in getting on with the matter of sinking his cock inside of her, so he surprised her with a firm, hard push forward, claiming her tight pussy and making her squeal in excitement as he pressed on. "You're mine," he groaned as he pushed into her, feeling possessive and greedy about the pleasures that awaited him. Maybe it was his hard domination of Jeongyeon at her behest, those experiences now driving his attempt to move in on Chaeyoung in a way that made him feel tense and aggressive. It was what he understood and what he knew worked, and so he went all out on giving that same treatment to Chaeyoung as he held tightly onto her and began to push in deeper, sinking his cock with each thrust further and further into her waiting hole.

Thrusts into her hot, waiting hole shook Chaeyoung as she felt Y/N showing her a new side of him. "Yes, I am!" she whined, caught up in the moment and especially in the pleasure. Hot, aching need seized hold of her as Y/N pushed forward, as he fucked her with nice, steady thrusts that made her head spin out of control and throb with excitement. Y/N's big dick pushed into her and filled her up more than she could have ever expected, that unprepared excitement sending shivers of electrified need through her body as she embraced it all. She felt too good not to, as the thick shaft pushed into her, opening her up and leaving her feeling fuller than she knew what to do with. It was enticing, and she felt herself sinking deeper into acceptance and need as the pleasure took firm hold of her, leaving her wanting only more.

From a risky snap decision kiss to being balls deep inside of Chaeyoung, Y/N's night had taken a turn for the exciting very quickly, and now he found himself unable to hold himself back as he took to thrusting forward and giving himself up completely to the pleasure, wondering where it could take him and how much sensation he had been missing out on. Deep, fast thrusts kept Chaeyoung's body pinned up against the wall as he fucked her, eager to feel out where he could take this and how hard he could pound the gorgeous redhead, all while his hands roamed across her body, finally able to grab at her perky tits and her taut ass. Her perfect body was his to toy with.

Stuffed full of big dick and feeling all the quick thrusts bearing down upon her, Chaeyoung was under more pressure and more pleasure than she'd been ready for. Her cheeks burned up as she kissed Y/N, whether on his lips or with her face buried into his neck, her moans muffled the whole while as she struggled to keep quiet enough not to be discovered or caught. The dirty thrill of getting fucked in an alley and the risk of being caught was exciting, but actually being caught wasn't. She had to skirt the line and enjoy the danger of it, and oh what danger there was, as her eyes drifted out into the street, saw people walking along the sidewalk, unaware of the lurid scene taking place bathed in the dark shadows in the alley.

Y/N's cock was an incredible thing to feel inside of her, and with her body shivering, she started to feel herself getting a bit dizzy, that same effect and overwhelming rush of excitement that left Jeongyeon fucked senseless starting to leave Chaeyoung a bit cock drunk too. Her hands fumbled about against his back as she held onto him, feeling so much pleasure already that she didn't know how she was supposed to handle actually climaxing when the time came. This was a lot to handle, but it was the kind of a lot that Chaeyoung wanted more of it, the kind she didn't want to stop or get enough of. Not when she could embrace the pleasure and lose herself to all of it all at once.

Keeping up his thrusts into her tight, waiting hole, Y/N was only getting worse, his pace picking up and driving on harder as he found his groove. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned, tugging up her top so he could better get at her tits, her bra in the way but his hands starting to work at that too, getting it clumsily sort-of off, enough that he could at least pull it down and expose them, leaving Chaeyoung a bit of a disorganized mess as far as clothes went with things tugged down or hitched up, but as he groped her bare tits and pushed on harder, Chaeyoung wasn't going to complain, unable to do anything but give herself up to the fervid, throbbing bliss that took hold of her.

With their bodies both wrapped up in excitement and heat, all they could do was keep thrusting. Y/N could feel the chill night air against his bare skin, which drove him to seek more of Chaeyoung's warmth, but more pressingly gave him the rush of danger that Chaeyoung sought. He didn't take his eyes off of the gorgeous woman he had pinned up against the alley wall, but the sounds from beyond the alley kept him very aware of the risks involved, and that fueled something exciting and hot, something so fiery and primal in its intensity that he felt like he couldn't help himself. He wanted it all, wanted to give himself to every second of hot, primal excitement as he let the idea of losing himself grip him firmly, and he was absolutely out of control now, racing on feverishly and losing himself to the primal bliss that followed.

"I should have done this so long ago," Y/N confessed as he fucked Chaeyoung, losing himself to her warmth, her tightness, and all of the desperate affection she laid onto him. Her neediness and appetites raged so hotly out of control that Y/N didn't really know how to handle it all, but he pushed on boldly nonetheless, keeping up his attention and his love as he surrendered himself to her with a burning thrill too great to deal with. Y/N couldn't believe how good this felt, but he felt too emboldened by the excitement taking hold of him to stop now, pushing on harder and faster as he surrendered himself to the moment and his flaring appetites.

"Cum in me," Chaeyoung pleaded. Her body bucked against his, shoving forward to meet his thrusts as her hands held tightly onto him. "I-I've never let any guy cum inside of me before, but you've earned it, Y/N!" Her head rolled back a bit, and she could feel herself losing all sense of control or decency as she let him keep going, giving him the one first she knew she could and feeling excited to give in to it. Even the mere idea of letting him do this felt so sinfully enticing, but Chaeyoung was confident she was making the right choice.

When Y/N slammed to the hilt inside of her with one final thrust, she had the vindication to help prove it, too. Her body shook as she climaxed, voice twisting in hot, needy whines as she spun out of control and gave herself completely to the pleasure, bucking and whining in feverish, twisting bliss as she lost herself completely, moans raging on out of control. The flood of hot, gooey spunk filled her up, set her own orgasm off as she shivered and thrashed underneath Y/N's touch, with only his body firm against hers to keep her still. This felt incredible, felt like everything she hadn't realized she so sorely ached for until she was right there in the thick of it. Her eyes rolled back for a moment as pure pleasure overwhelmed her, and she knew then that she was going to lose herself to this cock.

And she just didn't care.

"More," she pleaded, not even recovered for her first orgasm yet as she grabbed madly at Y/N. "Please, fuck me again, I need it!" She wasn't able to contain her excitement, shivering out of control as she clung to him, and in a bid to express her desire, she decided to wrap her long legs around Y/N's waist, bucking against him and trying to express her raw desperation in as plain terms as she could.

Fortunately for Chaeyoung, Y/N was happy to keep going. He picked right back up again at pounding her hard, groaning into her neck as he shoved her tighter up against the wall. "Are you sure you want more?" he teased. "You might get hooked on my cock if you get too much of it." Fuck being restrained or shy now; he let lust take over, let the unbridled temptation to fuck hard and without apology grip him tightly. The only way he was going to be able to satisfy the cravings within him was to give himself up to them without shame, and with the second beautiful idol in a row getting drunk on his dick he felt like he had fucking earned all of the smugness in the world.

"If I become addicted to your cock, will you give me my fix?" Chaeyoung whined, voice writhing in ecstasy as she played into his teasing. "Because if you'll keep me satisfied and fuck me when I crave you, then I'll become a dirty little cock addict for you, Y/N! I love secretly being a bad girl, but with your amazing cock I don't need to be anyone else's bad girl but yours!" The frustrating thing in all of this was that as Chaeyoung writhed hotly amid his thrusts and felt her pussy getting pounded again, she spoke with burning, shivering conviction, completely genuine in what she was professing and offering to him.

Being a celebrity, no matter how minor, came with lots of frustrations and unwanted attention. Sex was Chaeyoung's way of venting those frustrations and flaunting her status in private, taking risks and having fun in ways that stood in stark contrast to her image. And now, getting rawed by her partner in an alley, she found herself achieving new heights of excitement, surrendering herself to the overwhelming highs that she felt incapable of keeping herself from. If this was the pleasure that truly awaited her, why wouldn't she give in to it? It would be safer and easier, but still steeped in madness and intense, maddening pleasure, which sounded to Chaeyoung like the best of both worlds.

Grabbing hold of Chaeyoung's wrists, Y/N pushed her right up against the wall, pounding into her as hard as he could. "I'll fuck you all the time," he growled. "Keep you satisfied, and completely mine. No more sleeping around, no more random cocks for you. From now on, you're mine, and I'll keep my dirty little cock addict nice and fucked all the time." This was not how Y/N would have ever envisioned being with Chaeyoung, but it all happened so quickly and driven by flaring passions intense and real enough that he just wanted to give in to them. It wasn't about anything other than pure surrender now, and even if this had taken the most bizarre of turns, Y/N savoured it, keeping up the pressure and happily letting Chaeyoung feel his hungers thoroughly.

"Yes, just like that!" Chaeyoung almost screamed it carelessly, holding back at the last second to avoid exposing them entirely. The risk became even greater as Chaeyoung lost herself more and more to the pleasure, intoxicated by the pure want of being fucked like this, fucked into submission and acceptance. Fucked drunk by this amazing cock. "I'll be yours and only yours, Y/N, I promise, just please give it to me!" Never before had lust overwhelmed Chaeyoung like this. It was embarrassing, but the pleasure was too hot and too real for her to deny herself the satisfaction or the excitement. Not now. Not when it felt this good.

Y/N pulled Chaeyoung into another kiss, hungrier and more possessive than ever before as they sealed the deal. He also needed to silence her, because with one final shove he slammed balls deep into her waiting hole and gave himself up to the pleasure. Another messy creampie pumped into her needy pussy, setting her off for another primal, overwhelming orgasm, and his lips were the only thing that kept them safe in the wake of that rush of sensation. Chaeyoung shivered and bucked under the heat and excitement, and he got to watch her eyes roll back hard as she found herself finally so overwhelmed she couldn't think anymore.

"M-more," she panted. "More cock,. please... Nngh, Y/N fuck me again." Nervous, needy whines were all Chaeyoung could muster as she gave herself to the sensations so utterly, her feet unwrapping from around his waist and stumbling about as she tried to even her footing out on the ground. She was dizzy, hot, and completely overwhelmed, having no idea what to do next as in her delirious and cock drunk state she just knew she craved more sex.

Fortunately, Y/N had a perfect idea, as he turned Chaeyoung quickly around and shoved her up against the wall, grabbing her gorgeous ass cheeks and pulling them apart, shoving forward to prod his cock head against her back entrance. "Ever do anal before?" he asked, but didn't actually wait for a response as he proceeded to shove forward and claim her ass, abrupt and sudden, but exactly what Chaeyoung craved.

"Yes, but never with a cock so big! Go on, fuck me like it's my first time having my ass fucked. I'm like a virgin for you, Y/N." Trembling as she felt him sink into her, Chaeyoung was shameless in her lust, quickly shoving fingers up her creampied twat to toy with herself as she gave in to the sensations once again. The burning, hot need for pleasure and surrender was too great for Chaeyoung to handle, and she had no idea what to do aside from just giving herself totally up to the pleasure. With hot whines, she embraced the pleasure, accepted the madness and frustration for all it was. There was no shame now, only bliss, and Chaeyoung knew that she was on the right path now to something incredible.

The incredible, almost overwhelming tightness of Chaeyoung's ass around his cock urged Y/N forward as he tried to fuck her loose, driven by urges and needs so powerful he didn't know how to handle them. Overwhelmed by a desire to take her, he just let himself go, surrendering to instinct and desperation as his hands grabbed hold of her cheeks, fondling and kneading them while he took to fucking her flush against the wall. "Your ass is perfect," he groaned, happily losing himself to the moment and the chance to give in to pleasure so fiery and intense he couldn't think straight. "And it's mine now."

"All yours," Chaeyoung agreed, biting her lip as she tried to shove back against him to meet his thrusts, but Y/N just pushed her forward again and again, forced her right back up against the wall as she struggled to think clearly, unable to puzzle out the madness burning her up as she was taken so hotly and so powerfully that her body trembled. This was everything to Chaeyoung now, and she wanted it more than she knew how to handle. "My whole body belongs to you, and I want you to fuck me every way you can. Not just my ass and my pussy. But my hands, my mouth, my tits... I'll do anything you want me to do, Y/N. I'll let that cock wreck me any way you want to, and so many more!"

A hand clasped over Chaeyoung's mouth. She was getting too loud, and Y/N needed her to quiet down, so he took the dominant route in silencing her, making her buck even harder in the process. The sensations burning her up were too great to handle, and Chaeyoung found herself incapable of thinking straight as this pleasure continued, as those hard thrusts bore down upon her and she spun out of control. Ecstasy in its purest, most vulgar form was all that awaited her now, and she was so happy to give herself up to it as she continued to fingerfuck herself desperately.

Slick, messy nectar dripped from her spent hole. Mingling with Y/N's cum, she made a mess of herself, of her thighs, and even a puddle on the ground. She couldn't stop masturbating, riding out the pleasure and accentuating it desperately for the sake of finding her orgasm, the big cock pounding her ass to great effect, and she knew she could have gotten off from just this hard anal, but Chaeyoung craved more now, decadently seeking all the pleasure she could, and her fumbling fingers gave her something more to enjoy.

The pleasure bubbled up out of control, as the two gave in to their long suppressed emotions in the most carnal and intense of ways possible. With Y/N taking the reins and Chaeyoung surrendering herself to him in fuck drunk ecstasy and promises that she belonged to him, this was going how neither of them would have ever expected or imagined, but it was the realest and most true to their hearts way possible to give in to the pleasure, and it proved so satisfying that neither regretted it for a second. If this was the tone they were going to set, then they were going to happily embrace it, giving themselves up to the madness of this pleasure and everything that came with it.

Chaeyoung was so completely gone that between the big dick in her ass and playing with her creampied hole, she was the one to lose herself first, and the hand over her mouth was the only thing that kept them safe as she cried out in ecstasy, completely lost now to the pleasure overwhelming her. She crashed down, but she took Y/N with her, her ass clenching down so incredibly, almost divinely tight around his cock that he couldn't possibly hold out for a second against it. With one final thrust and groan, Y/N came for the third time, blowing his load into her ass and leaving her back door completely claimed and marked as his.

Y/N then proceeded to turn her around again, and marveled at how delirious Chaeyoung looked, tongue hanging out, cheeks flush, body shivering. He kissed her eagerly, and she at least had the presence of thought to kiss him back, needy and hot as she gave in to the desire burning through her.

"Forget about Momo and Tzuyu, " Y/N groaned. "We'll catch up with them later. How about we book a motel room for the night and keep this going somewhere more private?"

"They'd only get in the way," Chaeyoung agreed, nodding hastily. "Mm... W-well, I wouldn't really mind Momo catching us, since she'd probably love your cock too. But Tzuyu wouldn't want us fucking in the room, and I want to be loud. So yeah, let's go get us somewhere to sleep for the night." But even then, Chaeyoung couldn't let go of Y/N, grabbing him tight and pulling him in for more desperate, hot kisses, still horny and raging on even hotter out of control than ever. Y/N would be lucky if he could get her to their room before she jumped his cock again.

[Master P3] Pancakes (Momo x Male Reader)

"So if I have sex with you, you'll buy me pancakes?" Momo asked, bright-eyed and shameless as she lingered about happily. It had just been the two of them in their dorm room that afternoon, and Momo had found herself with a ravenous mid-day urge for pancakes out of nowhere, feeling like going out to get some as a late lunch or even an early dinner, depending on how hungry she ended up being. Her very vocal musings about her hankering for pancakes had all been with the intention of getting Y/N's attention, wanting to be able to go with someone, and with Chaeyoung saying she had 'stuff to do' and Tzuyu out to visit family for the weekend, Y/N was the only one around to do it with.

"Yeah, that's right," Y/N said, rising up from his bed. "I need to work up an appetite anyway. If you have sex with me, I'll get hungry, and then we can order massive stacks of pancakes together and get some food. Does that sound good?" After fucking Chaeyoung into a state of gooey delirium on the heels of his hard domination of Jeongyeon, Y/N had ended up with ideas about how much he would have liked to get all of the gorgeous women in his life hooked on his dick rather than just the ones who made a move on him. Chaeyoung insisted that breaking Momo in next was best, as it would mean only one person had to be out of the dorm for sex to happen, and with Tzuyu out for the weekend, there was a pretty good possibility to spend all weekend fucking indiscriminately if he could charm Momo in.

Problem was, he'd found himself charming her in the most lazy of ways. An offhand comment he almost hadn't meant to make had sent Momo into a state of agreeable excitement that he wasn't ready for, watching her rise up to her feet as she perked up. "Then let's do it! What's a little sex between friends if it means I can get pancakes? Let's fucking go!" Not that Y/N really minded the idea of having such an easy win, but it felt like it was almost too good to be true, and he was surprised by the offer, surprised by her willingness.

But not surprised enough that he didn't start at his pants real fast. "Alright, get on your knees. I want to do this properly, and that means we start with oral. All three holes, and you get infinite pancakes, alright?"

"Do you really mean infinite? Like I can keep ordering all the pancakes I want?" Momo's eyes gleamed at the promise. "Because if so then you can absoluffly hambme im eglurk glack glurk!" Rather than leave Momo the chance to continue on with her excited speech, Y/N went ahead and plugged her open mouth with his cock, shoving it right down her throat and getting impatiently to work at her. Her eyes went wide in amazement as she beheld the sheer size of Y/N's cock, imposing and glorious, so thick and long that she didn't know how to handle herself, but she was so eager to take it that she didn't care, moaning as she opened her mouth up wide to accept it all the way down.

Momo couldn't believe just how hung Y/N was, but it was such an amazing thing to behold that she was surprised into a state of almost-stillness and calm by the shock. All she could do was stare down in fascination at his groin, watching as he forced his cock in deep and penetrated her throat, not even minding the idea of loudly choking on a huge dick, just amazed that Y/N had one so majestic. With her hands at her sides, she just marveled at the sight of him at work, at the amazing, glorious treat of his cock before her. She'd been willing to have sex for pancakes, but if she got to suck a cock this good in the process, was she really paying anything?

Y/N learned a few things in shoving his dick into Momo's mouth and down her throat so swiftly, but chief among them was the fact that she was really down for rough, hardcore oral. She choked loudly on his cock, but there was no struggle or hesitation even as the lining of her throat stretched out and spasmed around his cock, clearly not prepared to take on such a hard penetration but oddly enough kind of thriving in the face of that. Y/N wasn't prepared for that, but he didn't hesitate to keep going, happy to find out that Momo was the kind of girl who likes it rough, as her mouth tightened around his cock and she sucked greedily on it, rolling with the punches and accepting his roughness. It bode well for the ideas that would follow, for the ways in which he so greedily wanted to further use and fuck her.

Getting used to Y/N's cock wasn't a physical thing at all; she just hadn't been even remotely ready to handle it all. There was something exciting about being used like this though, about the thrill of choking on a big dick and accepting him into her. Back and forth her head began to rock, meeting his thrusts as he got to work at fucking her face, and she felt so happy to be used like this, so happy to soak in the affectionate aggression of a friend she trusted to be rough with her without hurting her. She took it all in stride, moaning and slurping on Y/N's fat dick, all while her eyes beamed up at him happily.

The more that Y/N got of Momo's mouth, of her eyes, of the usual excitement and peppiness he had grown used to, the more he wanted to lay absolute waste to her. His hips worked faster, making her gag harder on his cock as he tried to outright brutalize the pretty idol, facefucking her with a kind of aggression that he felt she was almost begging for, and one he knew that Momo of all girls would be able to handle. This was all proving itself so easy so far, so direct and shameless that he was a little surprised it was all going so smoothly, but he kept it going, happy to make her work for her 'pancakes'.

Deep thrusts pushing harshly forward rocked Momo, who played with the hem of her skirt, lifting it slowly up and slipping a hand into her panties, greedily working at her needy hole with twisting, lithe fingers that pushed on aggressively, her body shivering with a hot, throbbing want amid the growing realization that she was really, really wet from getting facefucked by Y/N. She hadn't thought her friend had this kind of thing in him, but she was so happy to find out otherwise, to be used and orally claimed by him and his big cock. It excited her in ways that she had been desperate for, burning up with excitement as his hips shoved forward again and again, no mercy or pause giving Momo exactly the kind of roughness she craved.

With his cock between her lips and his hips hard at work, Y/N could finally savour just how cute and adorable Momo truly was. Not that he hadn't known she was cute to begin with, but seeing her in this context, so adorably sucking on his cock and soaking in his roughness without question, was a very different sort of experience. Y/N was happy to add her to the budding 'collection' of girls he'd left needy and fucked into a state of pure need with his cock, and savoured the opportunity before him now to bribe her with pancakes, the most direct and straightforward possible set up to his ill intentions.

Momo took the facefucking like a champ. Through the drooling, through the gagging, through his balls smacking against her chin, she held herself together with admirable firmness, keeping her head above the water as he kept thrusting and thrusting, working closer with each grunt to an orgasm she couldn't wait to enjoy. Her mouth was obedient and straightforward, all of her peppy energy well directed in handling his aggression well rather than trying to pull off in too many other directions. His hand helped guide her head back and forth to meet his harsh thrusts, and she rubbed at her desperate, slick pussy as she went, fueling her masturbation with his aggression.

Y/N decided it would be more fun not to warn Momo that he was about to cum. He just let it be a surprise for her when he pulled her back by the hair, drawing his hips away and blasting her face with cum, the messy, warm splatter hitting her all over and making her cry out in excitement as she took the mess, moaning loudly and in ravenous approval of what was happening. "You're cumming so much!" she gasped, excited by the mess being made of her. "Like a syrup bottle exploding on a stack of pancakes!"

The mention of pancakes made Y/N's eyes narrow in frustration. Again with the pancakes. "You're really going to be like that?" he asked, pulling her up by the hair and shoving her onto the bed, flipping up her skirt and dragging her panties down. "I just facefucked you, and all you can think about is pancakes again?" His hand bore down across Momo's ass hard, making her holler out in shock and pain. "Well then I'm just going to have to see about fucking you even harder. And I don't even know how you took the facefuck in the first place. Do you do that a lot?"

"I've never deepthroated a guy before, I just really liked the energy you were putting out." Momo shivered, hips wiggling as she almost begged him to strike her again, and so he did. He smacked her full, perky ass with another hard strike. Then another. And another. Momo took each slap without shame, starting to moan as he struck her rather than wince and shiver, owing to just how hot she was for his touch. "You're being so rough, Y/N! I like this side of you!"

The first remark left him in utter disbelief, but her confession of liking this side of him? Oh, that was what he wanted to hear. "Then let's make you forget all about pancakes, then." With one firm push into her waiting pussy, Y/N began to fuck her with the same aggression he'd just shown her mouth, forcing his way in and starting off fast with the intention of only getting faster. His hand still came down across her ass in the process, driven by desire and harshness intense enough to make her squeal as she took his cock, body shuddering hotly under the pressure and the want that followed, but it was all music to Y/N's ears. "How does that feel?"

"It feels so fucking good, Y/N!" Momo gasped, body shuddering in delight under the harshness and pressure of Y/N really laying into her with his cock. She wasn't prepared for this kind of ferocity, but it was so welcome and so hot that she didn't for a moment consider wanting anything else. She let out hot, ragged moans as he took her, body twisting about in the writhing midst of steamy surrender as she gave herself up fully to him and his aggression. "Now, sex I've had before, but never this rough, and never with a cock so big!"

This was everything Y/N wanted to hear, and it helped him keep moving forward, seeking to get Momo as hooked on his cock as Chaeyoung and Jeongyeon were. There was no time to hesitate, hips pounding forward in brutish enthusiasm, one hand gripping her hip while the other crashed down again onto her ass for good measure. "Then let's keep this going." Feeling cocky as could be, Y/N was ready to make her his, ready to induct her into the same fun he intended to show all the hot girls in TWICE. Deep, hard thrusts bore down upon Momo with fire and intensity driven by the desire to get her absolutely drunk on his cock, to fuck her so hard she didn't want it to stop. Deep, intense pushes that crashed down upon her hotly and refused to hold up.

"Fuck! Fuck, it's so good! Y/N!" Momo whined, biting her lip as she felt him hit her sweet spot. Momo was a girl who liked it rough, a girl bursting at the seams with energy and excitement that rarely ever had an outlet or any constructive means of holding herself back. All of her manic energy and chaotic aggression needed so desperately to be directed somewhere, and now with Y/N fucking her, Momo felt like she had a direction, felt like she had a reason. Her hips shoved back to meet his thrusts, greedily pushing on and embracing the unchained thrill of getting pounded into submission. Her body throbbed excitedly under the pressure, moans spilling shamelessly from her lips as Y/N took it to her as hard as he could to incredible results. "You're fucking me like in my favorite kinds of videos!"

A smack to her ass made her yelp again as Y/N found an intriguing line of questioning to start working. "What kinds of videos are those?" he asked, holding dominant and firm in his voice as he kept his pace up with unyielding vigor. He'd gained plenty of practice now in speaking imposingly even while fucking a girl's brains out, and he used that now to keep control over Momo, to make her heel before him. Another slap across her ass, another authoritative growl, and he made sure she knew what he wanted to hear.

"I only watch rough, hardcore porn where girls get fucked senseless!" Momo confessed, biting her lip as she received her twisted fantasies coming to life from Y/N. "Videos where girls get fucked until they can't think straight any more by big, dominant, hung guys who don't stop until a girl is totally wrecked! It's always been my biggest fantasy for someone to dominate me and fuck me so rough I scream, and you're doing it, you're doing it so well!" The confession didn't even feel shameful for Momo, who may in fact have existed in a world beyond shame and beyond the ability to care about any of that, letting herself be taken and used by Y/N and loving every second of it.

"I'll fuck you until your eyes roll back in your pretty little head," Y/N promised, and Momo believed he had the ability to make good on that promise, something that only further excited and enticed her, left her bucking hotly through the panic and excitement of getting fucked so hard and so right. Her moans spilled on in desperate glee, rocking on quicker and harder as she succumbed in by inch to a growing swell of surrender and want. This was everything that Momo could have wanted out of a good, hard fucking. "But there's just one condition if you want me to keep going and fuck you like that."

"What is it?" she asked with a shaky whine, body rocking quicker back and forth as she tried to match his pace and his fury, feeling her body growing closer and closer with each passing second. She was going to cum, and the ominous remarks and intentions only left her curious and confused, not sure what he was going to demand of her but feeling more inclined with each passing second to want to give it to him. She was ready to do anything to cum.

"No more porn videos. From now on, you only get the real thing, and just from me." This was almost too easy. "It's time to give you what you deserve, but that means you have to be mine."

"Yes, okay, okay!" Momo whined, agreeing greedily and nodding in desperation. "I'm yours, Y/N, if you keep fucking me, I'll be--I'll do whatever you--fuck!" Momo didn't even get a chance to finish that thought as she crashed headlong into orgasmic bliss before she could even finish the thought, instead screaming, "Cum inside of me!" as she lost herself.

One deep, hard, hilting thrust buried Y/N's whole cock inside of Momo, and he happily came inside of her, giving her the messy, molten creampie she craved. Her sweet, hot moans only enticed him further, giving him all the more reason to want to savour this as he held tightly onto her, feeling her writhing and bucking underneath his touch. A few more slaps across her ass for good measure had left Momo absolutely laid waste to, and he felt like this was the time to leave her absolutely dazed.

Rather than give Momo a moment to recover, Y/N kept the pressure on. He withdrew from her pussy, only to shove his way a few inches into her tight ass instead, making her shiver and coo happily as he then proceeded to lift Momo up, intent on going at her hard and harsh with his approach, wanting nothing more than to make Momo succumb completely to his madness. "Let's make sure to break this ass in the fun way," he said, hooking his hands underneath her legs to fold her in half, bringing his hands then to claps behind her neck as he held her in a hard full nelson anal position and sat right down onto the bed for balance so he could begin laying utter waste to her

"Y/N!" Momo cried out, and she didn't know what else to say. Her body shuddered under the suddenness of his approach and the intensity behind it, but she was so willing to give in to it, moaning loudly as she was taken, bounced up and down a cock forcing itself deep into her ass. "You're so much bigger than I've ever had before," she whined, wriggling about in his grasp and showing off to Y/N just how incapable she was of holding still as pleasure burned her up and she was completely laid waste to. It was sudden, it was fiery, and it was everything Momo could have wanted. "You're like one of those porn actors, but real!"

"I'm real, and I'm going to fuck you raw every time you want it," he promised, using his hard grip on her body to rock her up and down his cock, hips bucking upward to keep up the pace as he used her, shifting down the bed a bit so he was lined up with the big mirror on top of the dresser, allowing him to see the colour in Momo's cheeks and the softness in her expression; she was already slipping, already starting to inch closer and closer to surrender. There was nothing that could have possibly satisfied her lust more than this now, and Y/N knew he had something special as he kept up the harsh pace of thoroughly using her. "No more porn, no more other guys. Just my cock. Understood?"

"Yes, please!" Momo gasped. "I don't want to watch something and pretend I'm getting fucked as hard as the girl is when I can get fucked even harder instead." She writhed and bucked excitedly, unable to slow down and still herself. She was out of control now, her lust running away from her and spinning fully out of control. This was so much all at once, a rush of pleasure so intoxicating and so hot that she didn't know how to handle herself, and she could only inch closer and closer to surrender in the process. "I don't need any of that when I have you, Y/N."

The sweet, desperate words helped give even more confidence to Y/N, not that he needed it. Watching Momo's responses in the mirror and knowing she was succumbing to the same fuck-drunk bliss as Chaeyoung and Jeongyeon helped keep him moving. His cock could do amazing things to any woman he stuck it inside of, but even knowing that fact fully well he was excited by what he could make happen and how easily he was able to make Momo succumb to his insanity. This was pleasure too intense for him to be ashamed of, and he didn't hesitate to push on and have his way with her harder and faster, ravaging her needy hole and fucking her into submission.

It was a fate he had in mind for so many girls, and now Momo was on her way to joining the club, moaning loud and hot as she writhed happily about, loving every second of getting used. She had no idea what reveals awaited her, what surprises about her teammates awaited her, but in the heat of the moment all she cared about was the big dick stuck up her ass and fucking her raw. It was the only thing she could possibly care about, so deep into the madness and entranced by the promise of surrender and want. What else could have possibly mattered now?

The hard, steady pace of her full nelson ass fucking didn't let up, and Momo crashed into another orgasm with intense, swift bliss, squealing his name again as her eyes rolled back and she lost herself, bucking through another powerful orgasm that crashed through her body and left her helpless. She writhed and twisted, howling in surprise and want, as Y/N held her down firmly on his cock, lodging himself deep up her ass as he let loose another powerful load. There was so much cum, and she trembled under the pressure of taking it, moans rising loud and hot as she succumbed to it all. "So good," she whined, shivering and biting her lip as she took it all, before flopping face-down onto the bed as Y/N guided her back down to the ground.

"Still want to go for pancakes right away?" he asked, standing cockily over a thoroughly wrecked and elated Momo, who twitched and shivered hotly.

"I... Pancakes?" she asked, hazy and confused, not even able to remember that pancakes was her reason for doing this in the first place. Who needed pancakes when she could get dominated like this?

"You did great, Y/N," Chaeyoung said, stepping out at long last from the closet, her thighs soaking wet with need, and Momo let out confused noises as she watched the naked girl walk right up toward him. "Watching you work was so hot, and I already know you have enough left for me." She shoved herself against Y/N and went for a longing, loving kiss, one that Y/N was happy to return to her before he lifted Chaeyoung up and lay her down on top of Momo, lining the two up evenly before he shoved into Chaeyoung's pussy. "I have a lot of explaining to do," Chaeyoung told Momo, who looked hazily up at her, before locking lips with her as well and keeping her from objecting to any of this madness.

They did eventually go out for pancakes that night. Y/N took Chaeyoung and Momo out, offering to pay for as many pancakes as both wanted, and though the girls were both walking a bit funny after hours of marathon fucking, they were not only happy to be out, but even happier to think about going back to the dorm room to fuck some more once it was all done. But the real fun part was in Momo's attire, which may have looked normal to any onlooker, but underneath her skirt, she had traded away panties for a butt plug that held her nice and loose so that Y/N could slip into her ass and start fucking her hole without having to ready her too much or loosen her up. The perfect readiness and tightness for his cock, something she was all too happy to maintain from now on so that she would always be right there for easy access anal.

[Master P4] Tricked (Nayeon x Male Reader) ft. Jeongyeon

Nayeon had been confused when Jeongyeon dragged her off to go out for drinks with Y/N and her. Not the drinks part, of course, as Nayeon all too happily partook, but specifically in it just being the three of them. Something about that left her with some nagging curiosity that she promptly proceeded to drink away as she got very cozy at the bar. She would have been right to be suspicious though, albeit not in the way she expected. Some lingering part of her suspected that they were looking to take her out for a nice night before announcing to her that Y/N and Jeongyeon were fucking. In some ways, maybe that was close to what was really happening. But in reality, Jeongyeon 's plan was to get her fellow member hooked on Y/N's cock, just like she was. Just like Chaeyoung and Momo were.

But the night was going well and everything felt fun and personable enough that Nayeon quickly lost sight of any worries she may have had, mind settling instead onto the fun of just losing herself to her time with Jeongyeon and their friend. A night out wasn't exactly a hard sell for Nayeon, and she was more than happy to lose herself to the idea of just getting drunk and enjoying some good company, and Jeongyeon and Y/N were proving amazing company.

"We should take this party up to the room," Y/N said, holding up one of the key cards in to their hotel room. "We can get drinks served there."

"We can?" Nayeon gasped, eyes widening as new possibilities crushed down upon her. "Really? Are we living in the future?"

"I'll go set up our room for drink service," Jeongyeon said, patting Y/N and Nayeon on the backs, smiling as she took her leave. "You guys go ahead without me okay?"

Nayeon hadn't the slightest idea this was the entire point, as they headed up from the hotel bar to their room. It didn't seem that weird to her that they had gotten a room for the night; Nayeon liked to drink pretty hard sometimes, and having somewhere nearby to crash in was a much better proposition than the other possibilities out there, but she was not even three seconds into the room before a hand reached out toward her firm ass and gave it a squeeze. "Y/N!" Nayeon gasped, startled by it and nearly turning around to punch him in the jaw as she pulled back nervously. "What are you doing? Aren't you dating Jeongyeon?"

"No I'm not," Y/N said, looking with surprise at Nayeon. 'Dating' legitimately had not entered at all into what he and Jeongyeon did.

"You're not?" Nayeon asked, turning quickly around and looking in confusion toward him. She was caught off guard by that comment, her confrontational posture beginning to ease down as she stared at him, watching him just barely approach a bit closer. "So then what's tonight really about?"

"Jeongyeon 's my wing man," Y/N explained. "To try and get you in bed. They don't actually serve much more than beer through room service and we don't need anything for that, but she wanted an excuse to give us time alone."

"To fuck," Nayeon said, folding her arms. "You want to fuck me. There's easier ways to do that, and I don't appreciate being tricked and schemed on, but I'll forgive you if it's worth the ride. Drop your pants, let me see if you meet my standards." Nayeon was all business now as she urged Y/N to prove she was in for a good enough time here, head tilting as she prepared herself for either disappointment or delight.

Doing away with his pants, Y/N definitely delighted. He watched Nayeon's eyes carefully, saw her face light up with glee at the sight of his big, hard cock ready for her attention and her scrutiny. "I think I exceed all expectations," he said, delighted that Nayeon was just a little too tipsy to hide how excited the sight of his cock made her, a little too out of it to keep from expressing her desire and her lust. Y/N had her now, and he was happy to press the issue as he drew closer. "So what do you think? Can we d--"

Nayeon's response was quick, rough, immediate, and more dominant than any of the girls Y/N had fucked before. She grabbed him by the shirt and threw him down onto the bed, climbing up on top of him and shoving her lips against his in a hot, messy kiss that said all that needed to be said about what Nayeon thought of his cock. His size was remarkable and she craved the chance for more of him, one hand tightening in his hair as the other started at her shorts. "One rule," she growled. "I'm always on top. Got it? I've never met a guy good enough to be able to fuck me better than I can fuck myself on his cock, so you're going to lie there and let me ride you like a giant dildo, and we'll both feel real nice about it."

Y/N had been warned about Nayeon's peculiar little quirks in bed, and he was prepared for them now, knowing him Nayeon was going to call the shots and readying himself for what was to come, knowing he had a bit of an uphill climb to handle in this. But then, the plan was all fairly laid out for the purpose of letting Nayeon work out her dominance early. It had been a big part of his and Jeongyeon 's scheme, a plan meticulously crafted with the goal in mind of luring Nayeon into a place where she'd be quite helpless against Y/N's dominance. Letting her ride him hard was a good first step in all of this. "I'm fine letting a woman as hot as you use me however she wants," he said.

"Good boy," Nayeon purred, slipping up off of him to shove her shorts and her panties all the way down before she shoved back down onto him again, sitting herself right down onto his cock and letting her tipsiness help overcome what mild intimidation factor his cock had, refusing to be discouraged from handling his dick like she handled any other dick. Nayeon shoved herself down onto it and began to ride him hard and feverishly, moaning in ecstasy as she started up and down the big dick, a gasping mess greedily pursuing all the sensations and want she could muster as she gave herself in to the sweet thrills of surrender. "Fuck, that's big," she whined, hands tightening against him as she grit her teeth and tried to steady herself, starting up and down on his cock with the single-minded goal of losing herself to the hot, aching pleasure that she felt ready to be burned up by.

It would have been much easier if Nayeon had taken a minute to steady her footing and take care to sink slowly down his cock, maybe fuck herself down inch by inch and loosen herself up on the way down. But who had time for any of that? Nayeon chased something shameless and rough, rocking on quickly and impatiently as she bounced up and down on his cock, her clumsy hands trying to undo her clothes and get herself topless without breaking the motion of how she rode his cock, showing off a neediness that nothing could tame now. Up and down she rocked, a needy mess bucking in a show of need and heat nothing was going to tame now. Nayeon knew what she wanted and she damn well knew how to get it, chasing her pleasures without shame or apology as she took charge.

Y/N was happy to keep letting her, especially as her ample tits began to bounce and heave before his hungry and delighted eyes. His hands settled onto her hips as he lay back and let her ride his cock, confident that she was only doing herself in as she experienced the hot thrill of his thick cock filling her up, her tight pussy spread out to accommodate his size and her face still burning with all the obvious, up-front lust that he knew he could soon use against her. "You're doing great so far, Nayeon. You're so hot; I knew this was a great idea."

"Mm, and I'm going to have to thank Jeongyeon for helping me get some dick this nice," Nayeon whined, biting down firmly on her lip as she continued to heave atop him proudly. She showed off that she could handle his cock just fine, but that she was just far too impatient to take things around the sensible route. Feeling too bold and desperate to help herself, she couldn't ever just do something the 'normal' way, couldn't be slow or careful or any of that. No, Nayeon needed to go, pressing feverishly forward and showing off her desperation and her pressure as she opened herself up to the madness without a care in the world. As long as Nayeon was in control, she just didn't care.

Being able to lie back and let a bombshell of an idol ride his cock wasn't exactly a bad thing either, Y/N thought, smirking as he remained calmly back and let her keep riding him. When he had her hooked on his cock he'd probably still let her do plenty of riding so that he could watch her chest bounce, he decided, loving the chance to enjoy her at work and feel the snug embrace of her hot twat around his cock. The chance to lie back and not have to do all the work felt pretty nice for a change, and even better for Y/N was the fact that that he could watch in real time as she soaked in more and more pleasure from riding his cock. He knew a girl like Nayeon wasn't going to turn into a blushing, submissive, drooly wreck with one round, but he could even now see her getting way too into it.

Nayeon wasn't going to tell him this was the best cock she'd ever taken. She wasn't that kind of girl, no matter how good the dick was. But she was still loving every second of getting used and pounded, of fucking herself raw atop his cock and feeling herself spin out of control as she took this all on. The night had taken some interesting turns but it had settled into a place she was more than happy with, even if she had no idea that yet more surprises awaited her, just around the corner and proving more intense than she could have ever imagined. Nayeon trembled, body inching closer and closer toward the excited, heated rush of pleasure that she craved. She knew her orgasm was drawing closer, able to feel herself aching and shivering with the hot, throbbing want that was sure to bring her crashing down into ecstasy, and Nayeon didn't want it to stop. Not for anything.

"Y/N!" she yelled as she came, howling his name almost in concession to his amazing cock and giving it at least some credit, as she bucked and shivered. Her orgasm tore through her like fire and she was lit up with pure need as she let herself go, hammering down greedily onto his dick. Y/N's cock didn't stand a chance against her feverish treatment and he was happy to lose control, hands tight on her hips as he blew his load inside of her. Her head rolled back, and he marveled at her bouncing dark hair with a tint of purple and just how gorgeous she looked with her spine arched and her body completely lost to his touch. Her mind still had some time to go, but he was delighted by these results as they stood, a good sign of progress already.

It was then that Jeongyeon came in, waiting for the signal of hearing her member climax before she stumbled into the room, hands already at her clothes and tugging them up. "You guys look like you were having fun, but don't forget me!' Jeongyeon chirped, rushing over to the bed and shoving her lips against Y/N's, the alcohol helping to make her just a little too needy to be able to help herself as she pressed forward and embraced the thrill of clinging tightly to him.

Nayeon was just inebriated enough not to immediately cover up with Jeongyeon in the room, remaining happily impaled atop Y/N's cock. But while Jeongyeon being back wasn't an immediate problem, the sight of Jeongyeon pressing to so greedily kiss Y/N definitely was. "Wait, what's going on here?" she asked, frowning at the sight of them kissing. "You said you and Jeongyeon weren't dating!"

"Dating hasn't really had anything to do with what Jeongyeon and I do," Y/N said, smirking proudly as he reached around back to grab Jeongyeon 's bare ass while his other hand fondled Nayeon's, feeling up both idols. "I don't know Jeongyeon , would you say I'm your boyfriend?"

"I know I'm your girlfriend, but I'd say you're more like my master," Jeongyeon said, drawing back from the kiss with Y/N and marveling at the utter shock on the eldest's face. It was a delightful rarity to see Nayeon struck speechless and shocked, and Jeongyeon was quick to respond with a hot, messy kiss to her members lips next, holding tightly onto Nayeon as she made her move, startling Nayeon even harder with the sudden burst of affection, but Nayeon was inebriated enough to be pretty helpless now against the excitement of Jeongyeon 's kiss. "I know it's weird, Nayeon, but now you feel how good Y/N's cock is! I wanted to share this with my unnie, because I love you and think you could use someone like Y/N to fuck you too."

"I don't know about calling him 'master'," Nayeon said. Y/N's cock throbbed inside of her pussy as he watched the girl kiss, and it made her nervous, her body shivering as she started to realize this was a setup in ways that she wasn't quite ready to handle, but she was also having too much fun to want it to stop. "You know I don't let guys dominate me, Jeongyeon . This is a really nice cock, but...

"I know, I know, but come on. Here... How about Y/N and I show you what he can do? And if you like what you see, just give it a chance! Just a little chance, Nayeon. It won't hurt you to try." Jeongyeon didn't let up on the kisses, hands groping and caressing her members taut body as she finally got a chance to put her hands onto Nayeon.

"I'll watch, but I won't promise I'll want to try," Nayeon sighed, lifting slowly up off of Y/N's dick, cum leaking out of her as she shivered and drew back. "And you!" she said, looking down at Y/N. "You'd better not do anything to hurt Jeongyeon . I'm fine with sharing something casual with you while you fuck Jeongyeon but if I find out you're doing anything to her..."

"The only things I do to Jeongyeon are things I know she likes," Y/N explained as he shifted over to take Jeongyeon 's lips again and roll her onto her back. "She came to me asking to be dominated in the first place, she knows what she's doing." He shifted into place over her, guiding his cock toward her pussy as her legs obediently rose up and she offered herself to him completely. With a steady motion, he sank into Jeongyeon slower than Nayeon had slammed down onto him, wanting to be a bit more careful with her. Jeongyeon had taken him all the way down a few times, sure, but Y/N understood that Nayeon was in the room and clearly very defensive about her member, so he didn't want to overstep his bounds or make her worry about things too much. He had a line to walk, and he was willing to be respectful about it, willing to let Nayeon come to see the light slowly.

But it was hard to keep his thoughts set on anything quite so simple. Almost impossible. He'd just creampied Nayeon and now he had Jeongyeon underneath him, her legs pressing against him as she craved a good, hard mating press fuck, and there was little hope of coming down from his high. His thrusts couldn't stay slow for long, especially not as Rub whined underneath him, "Fuck me hard, Y/N! I want Nayeon to see what a man you are, so fuck my brains out right now, here in front of my unnie! Fuck me so much she begs for your cock!" Jeongyeon was the first girl Y/N had broken in and she was still remarkably far gone, completely shameless about how much she wanted him at his absolute worst.

The words were all the encouragement Y/N needed to abandon decency and shove down into her, starting to fuck into Jeongyeon with reckless, feverish glee, groaning as his hips worked up and down in ravenous agreement and he let her feel the pressure taking hold of her without shame. He couldn't care now about anything other than giving in, pressing forward and opening himself up to the thrill of fucking Jeongyeon in front of her older member, his hips bucking down and slamming into her all the way, his balls slapping against her in the process. He held nothing back as he began to hammer down with relentless vigor into Jeongyeon 's tight pussy. A pussy he owned. There was no shame here, no sense of hesitation or shame to hold him back now as he opened himself up to the pleasure and the heat, desperately seeking pure surrender and bliss as he worked greedily back and forth. Nothing was going to hold him back now, nothing was going to keep him from embracing the want as he hammered down into her harshly, letting her feel his want and his fire.

Y/N had known that the idea of fucking both girls from TWICE was going to be a special kind of fuck, far beyond anything he'd known with two girls before. Sure, he'd stacked Chaeyoung, Jeongyeon , and Momo on top of one another and fucked his way down the line of idols and their six tight, perfect holes. But now he was playing with fire, eyes shifting over to Nayeon and watching as she guiltily rubbed her cum-leaking pussy to the sight of Y/N balls deep in her member, the taste of Jeongyeon 's kiss likely still lingering on her lips and bothering her. He wanted to push them further, of course, wanted the idols to both be sucking his cum out of each other's pussies and enjoying something especially shameless. It was a twisted thought, but a kind of twisted all too hot and powerful for him to deny himself as he pushed on bolder and harder with the intention of making magic happen.

A magic that made Jeongyeon burn up as she writhed underneath Y/N, moaning in ravenous approval of everything about his big cock pounding into her so hard. She didn't bother to hide her shameless, blissful expression, cheeks flush and eyes rolled back as Y/N gave to her everything she craved and she spun out of control trying to handle it all. This was pure ecstasy, a show of heat and need too powerful for her to grasp as she struggled to think her way through any of what was happening, a moaning mess sinking deeper into the throes of want as her body writhed and she surrendered happily to him, her legs locking needily around his waist as she begged him for more, locking him into her. "Your cock is so amazing, master! Just like it always is!"

Nayeon couldn't believe her eyes or her ears as she watched Y/N pounding Jeongyeon's pussy into a gasping, creamy mess. Her fingers danced along her mound as she watched, uncertain and nervous about how much she could touch herself to the sight of her fellow member getting pounded into so hard. There was so little about this that made any sense to Nayeon, and she found herself spinning out of control and focus as she tried to piece together what she felt and how to handle it all, nervous as she beheld the sight of Jeongyeon getting used and savoured every second of its madness. It was hot; she couldn't really deny herself that much given the circumstances. Jeongyeon and Y/N fucking just looked right. She wasn't even as bothered by the idea of her TWICE label mate hard subbing to someone and calling him master

What she minded was how hot this was making her. Cocky and indomitable, Nayeon had decided she was just too much for any man to handle and dominate, that no guy deserved to even pretend he could make her submit. Now, as she watched in awe at her member getting fucked into the mattress, remembering the sheer fullness that Y/N's cock instilled within her, Nayeon found herself nervously doubting those certainties, frustrated by the idea that she might actually be wanting a guy to dominate her, and that of all guys, it was fucking Y/N L/N. It sounded too insane to be true, and yet there she was, watching Jeongyeon break down under his touch, her eyes rolled back and her body clearly lit up with all of the excitement and fun she was absolutely lost to, and Nayeon just couldn't deny that she was starting to really want it bad.

Y/N pinned Jeongyeon down to the bed as he came, groaning and grunting and loosing a massive flood of cum deep into her pussy as he shoved his lips against hers in a sloppy kiss meant to enforce his dominance while also ensuring she could moan and gasp his name in ecstasy as she crashed into her own orgasm, overwhelmed by the pressure and heat taking her on. It was all a show, all meant to make Nayeon ache for him, and he could tell it was more successful than Nayeon was likely willing to let on and admit it was, as he looked over to her in time to see her squirming with need as she stared at them, needy and overwhelmed but completely ready to be used. Y/N made sure to draw back out of Jeongyeon slowly, her legs still locked around his waist and needily trembling as she refused to let him go, but finally she acquiesced and he shifted toward Nayeon.

"Well?" Y/N asked, his cock still rigid and aching, standing at attention and ready to plunge into Nayeon again. "What do you think, Nayeon?"

Nayeon shifted slowly over across the bed. "Fuck," she hissed. "One time, Y/N. Okay? Just one fucking time? I want to see how it feels to get fucked by a guy in control, but I'm not making any promises for anything else." She shivered, nervous about the pressures taking her now as she climbed up over Jeongyeon . "And I'm not taking it on my back either. And Jeongyeon , you're eating me out." Nayeon needed to dominate someone in the midst of this whole mess.

"Fucked from behind? I'm fine with that." Y/N gave Nayeon's hot ass a nice hard smack, making her shiver and yelp as he shifted into place behind her, hands grabbing onto her with more fervor and aggression than he'd yet shown her. There was a marked shamelessness to his touch that made Nayeon shiver, as she felt his hands get firmer and more confident than they had yet been. She knew now the difference in his touch as he assumed control, and she hated how good it felt, how much her body tightened and she felt herself sinking into the accepting throes of deep, hot frustration. But she couldn't fight it. Not for the fucking life of her.

The tip of his cock pressed against her already loosened up pussy, and Nayeon knew she wasn't ready for this. Everything she had ever done before found itself flipped around on its head now, and she felt nervous about being taken, twisting under the surprising heat and the waves of sensation as he very abruptly slammed himself to the hilt inside of her and immediately got to work at pounding her from behind, catching her off guard and making her shriek as she began to burn up under the hazy pressure of getting savagely fucked raw. Y/N's tireless, powerful hips showed off something Nayeon didn't think any guy she knew would have been capable of, and she found herself whining in excitement as he finally laid into her with what she had been convinced was impossible.

Jeongyeon lay happily underneath the action, leaning forward and running her tongue up and down Nayeon's hot pussy as Y/N's cock spread it open, happily accepting her unnie's dominance and focusing on giving both her unnie and her master the pleasure they craved, happy to play a supporting role here and do whatever it took to help them enjoy themselves. She was a good girl, happy to do whatever Y/N asked her to, perhaps the best behaved of all his girls, now four in total it seemed as Y/N pounded into Nayeon with territorial dominance and his mind on making Nayeon surrender completely to him and his harshness.

A hand reached for Nayeon's hair and tugged her head back, another slapping across her ass as Y/N bore down hard upon him. "How is this?" he asked, voice harsh and tense as he hammered into Nayeon, fucking her pussy with reckless abandon now. "Is this the fucking you always wanted? The one you thought I wasn't good enough for?" The clenching of her needy, hot cunt around his cock begged him for more and he was happy to oblige, happy to press on and make her feel his ferocious dominance, finally having her where he wanted and not too keen on letting go once he had her in place.

"Yes!" Nayeon howled, body shuddering as the pleasure bore down upon her more intensely than she could have ever imagined. "Yes, Y/N, this is amazing! I never thought anyone could, but you're showing me how wrong I was. You're good enough to dominate me! You and only you, I promise. Your big, hard, amazing cock feels so good, and I want you to keep dominating me, and to not stop until I can't think anymore." Nayeon had never been so desperate before, but this was just too good to resist, her body trembling as Y/N's powerful thrusts taught her an important lesson and she spun out of control, a shivering wreck completely helpless now under the pressure taking hold of her.

Jeongyeon 's adoring oral certainly helped matters, too. The cute dark head lay happily in place and worked to treat them both to plenty of pleasure with broad strokes of her tongue licking all over their fucking. She'd sometimes focus on somewhere specific, whether it was a flurry of aggressive licks against Nayeon's clit or sucking Y/N's heavy, swinging balls into her mouth and slobbering all over them. She was completely gone, lost to the thrill of servicing Y/N and her older member in equal measure and letting herself surrender utterly to his touch and his control.

There was no holding back the bliss now as the hard, noisy sounds of their bodies slapping together as they fucked rang out with crystal clarity, chasing on pure relief together. Y/N tugged on Nayeon's hair and she moaned in approval as he showed her his rougher side, Nayeon amazed that she had finally found a guy who could dominate her and get her into being fucked, but it felt so good that she was happy to lose herself at long last to something that should have been impossible, rocking back and forth to meet his hard cock and embrace her lusts. "I've never had a cock this good before," Nayeon confessed. "It's worth submitting to. It feels so good to get fucked like this!"

Y/N kept up the pace. "You're mine now," he groaned. "You belong to me, just Jeongyeon, Chaeyoung and Momo. No other guys can fuck you from now on, alright? My girls? Have them all you want. Dominate your unnie with a strap-on all night, I'd love to watch that. But this is the only cock for you now. It's just me, and you're going to be a good girl and submit to it whenever you're told to."

"Yes, master!" Nayeon squealed, eyes rolling back as the fuck-addled idol lost herself to a powerful, searing orgasm, trembling under the excitement of her release and the raw bliss that burned through her. She was unable to help herself now, spinning out of control as pleasure gripped her and refused to let go, her body lost to the heat and the want of a submissive orgasm. It was powerful, and she didn't know how to handle this in any way other than to howl and scream in bliss as she gave herself up to it all. As the greedy walls of her spasming cunt clenched down around Y/N in desperate pleas for cum, he obliged happily, and Nayeon only grew louder as Y/N dumped into her another load, this one far more heated and imposing for the harshness of how he'd fucked her to get there. Unwavering in its dominance. "Nngh... Master. I want more. I want you any way you want. Use my body like I'm a fucktoy."

"You are a fucktoy," Y/N replied, smacking her ass again as he pulled out, then swatting her fine backside again with his sticky cock a few times. "Both of you, on your knees in front of me." He sat at the edge of the bed, legs spreading out as he invited them in toward his cock. "I want you two slut subs to worship my cock together."

Nayeon and Jeongyeon happily did as they were told, settling on their knees in front of him and both leaning their mouths in together. The idols shared a messy, sloppy kiss with his cock head and each other, moaning in delight as they offered up to Y/N something completely unapologetic in its fervid want and in the heat that held onto them. They were both helpless here, both ignited with a special kind of need that it felt like nothing could possibly stop. They were both overwhelmed, dizzy and hot as they began to lick up and down his cock all over, the mingled mess of both girls' juices coating the sticky shaft and offering a vulgar treat for them to enjoy and suck down, savouring the chance to get messy as they adored his cock together.

At least in theory. Nayeon was ready to submit to Y/N, sure, but she was still dominant at heard, she'd just found someone dominant and hung enough to turn her into a mewling, cock addicted sub for him specifically. Her fingers tightened into Jeongyeon 's hair as she flaunted her urgency through shoving the poor girl right down onto Y/N's cock, forcing Jeongyeon to deepthroat him as she guided her back and forth in messy motions to facefuck her down onto Y/N's cock. "I might be your sub, but your other girls are going to fall in line for me," Nayeon promised, dominant even as she stared blushing and heart-eyed toward Y/N, delirious and broken, but still holding onto her peculiar little quirks.

Jeongyeon gagged loudly on her master's cock, loving the chance to service him like this and experienced now in the thrill of getting facefucked. She was happy to be dominated by Nayeon, to end up at the bottom of this hierarchy with Nayeon dominating her and Y/N dominating both of them. It was a fun little twist to things, and she savoured the chance to get her nose down into Y/N's pelvis as Nayeon held her head all the way down his cock as if trying to test her lungs out a little bit, finally tugging her back and leaving thick, drooly strands to drop from Jeongyeon 's lips as she looked dizzy and not entirely there. "I love it when your cock pushes so deep into my throat that I can't breathe," Jeongyeon whined.

There was only one fair way to respond to that, as Y/N stood up, grabbing Nayeon's head and forcing his cock forward next, penetrating her throat and feeling the resistance and inexperience of a girl who has never taken it down the throat in her life. Nayeon's eyes widened and Y/N showed off not only what she had subjected Jeongyeon to, but that he was far better at oral dominance than the one that Nayeon imposed on her poor little member. "You're the newest girl, so you should be the one getting facefucked," Y/N groaned. "Push Jeongyeon down to service my balls while I break in your throat. I'll let you play these little dominance games, but you're going to learn your place here."

Choking on a fat cock plunging down her throat was something more intense and debaucherous than Nayeon was reasonably prepared for, shuddering under the abrupt heat and fire that bore down upon her as Y/N showed off what he could do, dominating her pretty face with the shame harshness and ownership he'd shown her now gaping twat as it oozed out his seed. She was unprepared for this, but she didn't exactly mind the ferocity behind it either, moaning even as she gagged and sputtered, her virgin throat receiving a steady, sloppy pounding that had her drooling all over herself as Y/N initiated her into the ranks of his whores by showing off exactly what sort of tasks she would have to perform for him. Happily playing the support role again, Jeongyeon focused on Y/N's balls, sucking on his right one as she leaned in to enjoy herself, messy and sloppy in her approach, just like she knew he liked. Jeongyeon was comfortable here, happy to handle him at his worst and secretly kind of delighted to see Nayeon struggling just like she did, if not maybe a little more, with getting her throat fucked.

Under this combined oral bliss, there was no hope of Y/N holding back for long, and he didn't try to. His deep, feverish ravaging of Nayeon's face came to an abrupt end as he tugged her back by the hair, pushing Jeongyeon 's head away too and pressing their cheeks together. "Cum on us," the idols whined in tandem, staring in adoration up at their master as he blew a massive, hefty load all over their pretty faces, hosing them down with thick shots of messy, gooey cum that splattered across their faces and gave them plenty to turn inward and begin to lick up from one another's faces.

"Good girls," Y/N said, shoving their faces together to encourage them to lick his cum off of each other's faces, and once they started messily kissing again, he was quick to sink his cock between their mouths for another round of incestuous double oral. "Now suck my cock again, and we can start to figure out whose ass gets fucked first tonight."

[Master P5] Favour (Sana x Male Reader) ft. Nayeon

"I would do anything for me and the girls to be able to go out without fans bothering us," Sana said. The words came at a very desperate point in the night, after Y/N had dropped hint after hint about his family having some ties to the Korean Mafia, influential people who would keep clients protected "Their help would be amazing if you could get PD-nim in touch with them." Sana replies.

Nayeon clicked her tongue as she leaned over toward her partner. It had been the three of them lounging about in the TWICE dorm room, Jeongyeon having taken Tzuyu out training for the night and leaving them free for what had been planned and executed initiation of Sana into Y/N's ranks; he'd nabbed both four girls from TWICE, looking at Sana as his next victim. Nayeon happily paying forward what Jeongyeon had done by helping lure her into a trap by helping sink her partner in turn. "Anything?" she asked, voice twisting playfully around the openness of it.

Sana starred in frustration toward Nayeon, not wanting to give Y/N any ideas. "Yes, I am willing to do whatever it takes." She hoped better of Y/N though; she didn't want to say it out loud, but something in her eyes was definitely hopeful that this wasn't going to get completely off the rails.

Before Y/N could say anything, Nayeon chimed in again, "I think you should fuck her. Fuck, I think you should have a threesome with me and her right now, all night."

Frustrated and blushing now firmly, Sana stammered her way through an opposing suggestion. "Nayeon, that's really not appropriate, and I'm sure Y/N doesn't wa--"

"I love the idea, Nayeon. Sana, you're mine for the night, and then in the morning we'll make that call. But for now, strip down out of everything." He smiled wickedly as Nayeon reached into his lap and started at his belt. "Nayeon, you're in. We're making this a night Sana will never forget."

This was the kind of insane Sana probably should have decided was over the line and walked away from. Or called Nayeon out for her weirdo inconsiderate bullshit. But at the same time she felt oddly hopeless when it came to finding her voice and a solid solution here to argue against all of this, and it was in that weakness that she found herself nodding and accepting what was happening. "Okay," She said, not sure what to make of Y/N's sudden interest in her, but Sana did as she was guided to and accepted whatever was happening here. "If you two say so, I guess." She was embarrassed, and everything about the way she stripped screamed of it. This was a nervous shock for the poor idol and she didn't know how to even pretend she was confident and composed as she stripped out of her clothes and offered up to the couple what they wanted: her taut body completely naked, ample breasts and wide hips bared and curves that defined her outline for Y/N's eager eyes.

Nayeon shoved her lips against Y/N's ear and whispered, "I told you she was the hotter pick," as she bragged about how he had chosen to target Sana next rather than Tzuyu by the two K-line members eager and playful attempts to sell up their partner's benefits and 'assets'. Y/N ultimately decided on Sana not so much for her amazing ass--though that certainly helped--but mostly because he figured any plan to ensnare Tzuyu would be something having more girls on-hand for might help, given her nature. Plus, he'd always wanted to bang Sana, and he already had four humans in his harem.

"Wait on the strap-on a little bit, let me fuck her first." He smirked, letting Nayeon take his cock out as Sana watched, nervously trying to piece together why Nayeon was so eager for a threesome and to get Y/N's dick out of his boxers. At least until she saw it for herself; Sana's jaw dropped as she beheld the massive cock in all of its glory, nervously shivering as she looked up toward Y/N in confusion and reluctant want. His cock startled her, left her dizzy and eager as she remained frozen in place, biting her lip and feeling the tense, nervous throb of something powerful begin to take root of her.

"You two had this planned, didn't you?" Sana asked, watching as Nayeon gave slow, eager strokes to Y/N's cock without either of them making it much of a thing. They were comfortable with one another, Y/N not even blinking in the face of Nayeon working her hand up and down his cock as he hungrily eyed Sana's naked body. "And you're already fucking. Nayeon, when were you going to tell me about this?"

"Tonight," Nayeon said, pulling Y/N in for a kiss. "Go get her."

Y/N motioned toward Sana as he shifted forward on the bed. "Lie down, legs spread," he said, voice suddenly commanding and firm. It startled Sana, who found herself without much hope of doing anything but moving into place and accepting the order, nervous and feeling like she'd been set up, but also accepting that they didn't seem to be lying to her about it. If they were honest, and there was little reason to think they were lying, she would accept it. She got onto her back, legs spreading out so that Y/N could get up on top of her, and he advanced very firmly, getting into place and guiding his cock right up to her slick entrance. There was a lot to be confused about here, as she found it impossible to avoid staring down at his big cock threatening penetration, a little bit nervous, and in that opening and weakness she had little hope of fending off against what followed.

With a confident and firm push, Y/N came in hard and dominant out of the gate, pitching forward to seize her arms and hold them against the bed as he sank half his cock into Sana's tight hole with one hard shove, making her gasp in surprise as she found herself suddenly claimed. His lips silenced her noises as he shoved against her with a hot, hungry kiss, one that made Sana twist nervously as she stared up at him in surprise, not sure how to deal with the abruptness of his advance, but that was entirely the point. Y/N wanted to keep Sana a bit confused and off balance, and as he hammered forward he made sure she was feeling everything he could do to her and more.

Feeling the big cock inside of her made for an odd and conflicting experience, with her body twisting and bucking in a show of obvious heat and want too hot to be able to fight. "So big," she whined, feeling nervous as Y/N held her down against the bed and so dominantly fucked her, harshly pushing down to claim her with a mark of pure aggression. "This isn't what I was expecting." She wasn't sure what she meant by that as far as if this was a good thing or not, and especially when it came to feeling out how she genuinely felt about what was happening. This was an odd and almost dizzying experience, and she found it difficult to hold herself back as the pleasure hit her so abruptly. Sana was not prepared for what sex with Y/N really involved, and for it she was thrown way off the mark.

"It's never what any girl expects out of me," Y/N bragged, pounding eagerly forward to take her on and fuck Sana's tight, eager pussy as hard as he could. There was no holding back his excitement now as he claimed another member of the TWICE girls and his fifth lover overall, amazed he had reached this point, but as Sana's guilty moans began to bubble up through their clumsy and feverish kiss he felt like there was clearly something about his cock girls found themselves unable to resist, and he decided it was best to just roll with that, taking on the exciting promise of having his way with these girls and turning them into the lovers he deserved. "But once they get this big cock inside them, they see me differently. And they can't get enough."

The nervous whine that Sana let out at the thought of that was as satisfying to Y/N as anything in the world could have been. His hands let go of her arms and reached instead for her breasts, groping them aggressively and toying with her nipples as he laid an aggressive claim over every inch of her body. Y/N knew what he wanted and he knew how to lay into her to get it, indulging in every inch of Sana's curves while he pounded her from above. The bed shook and creaked a little under the pressure, and that only helped further excite Y/N as he laid his dominance over Sana powerfully. Further excited Sana too, as she found herself under a lot of pressure and excitement from the aggression behind Y/N's powerful thrusts, which proved to her that she was not well prepared at all for what was coming.

"Fuck her harder!" Nayeon shouted from across the room, and Sana's eyes snapped over in time to see her unnie stripped naked and getting a strap-on from her dresser. Sana twisted fitfully in worry, realizing they were going to double team her hard and that she really wasn't ready for what was to come at all, but also brimming with an odd kind of excitement as one blond fucked her relentlessly and into a state of excitement too hot to control. Surely two of them having their way with her was only going to be even better.

Keeping up the pace of fucking down hard into Sana was all too easy for Y/N to keep now, as he continued to hammer away at her, letting her sink first into the excitement of the pleasure he could lavish her with. There were several steps involved in this twisted process, several points that he needed to get through in the process of having his vulgar way with Sana before she was fully 'his', but he'd also come with wicked intent in mind and nothing could slow down his twisted plans now. He just took to pounding Sana into submission and let the rest come naturally; already he could feel her overwhelmed, her breath tense, her cheeks flush, her body wriggling beneath his with an excitement that could only get hotter and more frustrating the more she gave in to it.

Sana was willing to get into it, even if the pleasure taking hold of her felt so guilty and a little embarrassing given what she was doing to get it. She was needy and eager, pushing on to try and get more of what Y/N was laying down on her as she let the excitement swell within her, not sure how to handle any of this but eager to find out where this plan went. "I'm going to cum so hard," Sana whined, clutching at Y/N's strong arms as she stared up at him, biting her lip and twisting. "You're going to do it inside aren't you? I can tell. You're fucking me like it's all you want to do."

"Of course I'm cumming inside," Y/N growled, his hips refusing to slow down still as he made a point of fucking Sana into submission harder. She was receptive to at least some of his touch already, and he felt all he had to now was keep up that pressure as he pounded on harshly, savouring this primal feeling of dominance overwhelming him. He let the remark serve as the only warning he gave, so that when he pushed down so hard that he pinned Sana to the bed and came inside of her tight, hot pussy she had no idea it was coming.

The sensation of a massive flood of cum pumping into her set Sana off, and it set her off hard. Her body bucked against Y/N's powerful shoves down, helpless and stuck there as he filled her with his seed and she felt like a shuddering mess unable to think straight, gasping and whimpering as she gave in to a powerful, hot orgasm, too helpless to do much of anything about it. Her cheeks burned, head spinning as she clung to Y/N tightly, not knowing what else she could do about this dizzying and frenzied situation she had found herself in. Warmth left her feeling gooey and satisfied as she stared in confusion up toward Y/N with little idea how to feel about all of this, a nervous and twisting mess who just wanted more.

Y/N could see it in her eyes, too. Sana was hot for him. Ready. Desperate. He wasn't about to let anything stay so light as he pulled back from her, savouring the little whimper she tried to bite down on as the feeling of emptiness washed over her. Hands quickly seized her hips as he rolled her onto her hands and knees, guiding her into place and tugging her back as his hands toyed across her round, ready ass. "I'm going to love fucking this," he growled, giving it a firm smack and making Sana yelp in surprise. She didn't pull away though, didn't hesitate, even as Nayeon got in front of her.

The eldest wore a big pink strap-on that she prodded her members cheek with. "Get me ready," she purred, fingers already in Sana's hair and guiding her down onto her toy before she could even respond to it. Sana relented, whining as she accepted the fake dick into her mouth and began to suck on it, which silenced the ensuing moans that she made as Y/N pushed into her pussy again from behind. his hands gripping her wide hips and ample backside as he pressed on greedily. This was all happening so much and so suddenly that Sana didn't know how to handle it, whining and twisting about excitedly as she felt the pressure begin to mount upon her. She wanted this, hot and hungry amid the feeling of desire that began to creep across her body, and she felt like she was helpless now between the two sex crazed beings before her.

Deeper, harder thrusts followed as Y/N relished in taking Sana from behind vigorously, showing off his aggressive, eager pace and letting her feel what he had been waiting to show her. Pounding the blonde haired idol doggy style gave him much more control over the situation, and with one orgasm down Sana was sure to be a little bit eager now for more, ready to be taken harder as he proved he could fuck even better than he'd showed her. Gradual descent was a good way to go about it, and he felt like changing things up every time would make for a more fun way to break every pretty woman he set his eyes on, letting Sana feel now a plunging into chaos and harder, rougher sex that was sure to make her twist with glee under his touch, make her ache for him utterly.

Happy to have a new lover to dominate and tag team Y/N with, Nayeon relished in steady thrusts into Sana's mouth, using her strap-on excellently. "Don't skimp on the spit," she warned. "I might not be able to feel it, but I need you to get that nice and ready for when I fuck your pussy after Master is done with it." Master? Sana's eyes widened in panic, ears perking up as she heard that foreboding remark and felt the rush of heat and panic take her. She was not prepared for that at all, twisting nervously and wondering how she was going to handle that news as she felt her stomach churn a little bit in worry. What was she getting into? Just when Sana thought she had a handle on all these chaotic goings on, Nayeon threw another curve ball and she found herself in way over her head now.

"Oh, did I forget to mention that I'm your master now?" Y/N asked, swatting Sana's ass again. She yelped around the strap-on as the relentless thrusts kept up their eager pace on her stuffed, slick pussy. "Well, I am." Y/N didn't feel the need to say much more than that as he let the pace he fucked her with speak for itself, overwhelming Sana with attention and his hard cock fucking her into submission. His dominance would not be questioned, and he was eager to let the hard fucking speak for itself, as Sana grew more fitful and squirmy under the pressure of his thrusts. He had her right where he wanted her now, and nothing was going to impede his desire to pound on and use her thoroughly.

Burning up with panic over the rough and relentless treatment she received, Sana felt utterly powerless now, the addition of Nayeon fucking her mouth with a strap-on only serving to underscore how insane this was and just how much she ached and burned under this pressure. She was a bit of a hopeless mess right now, struggling to piece together coherent thoughts amid the swell of primal lust, and she felt like there was little hope for anything but surrender now as pleasure more intense than she'd ever felt before bore down upon her with an intensity too great to deal with. It would have been easy to disregard this and brush it all off if she wasn't getting the best dick of her life, but there was really no way for her to deny that that was precisely what she was enjoying as deep, hard thrusts shook her to her very core and she ached for more, a needy mess unrepentantly chasing pleasure as far as she could.

Deep, hard thrusts continued to drive Y/N's thick cock to the hilt inside of Sana, as her body grew used to the feeling of his amazing dick inside of her and felt more and more receptive to being filled. She craved him inside of her, wanting to get used to the shape of him and memorize it. Sana had never had dick so good that she wanted to surrender to it like this before, but submission not only came to her, it came easy. She was ready for it, and she found it impossible to shake the pressure upon her as she accepted the raw pressure and aggression of these thrusts, craving something hot and out of control as she opened herself up wider, allowing Nayeon and Y/N to ruin her together, all for one sweet, throbbing point of surrender she knew was going to overwhelm her completely.

Sana came first this time, and as she did so Nayeon drew back from her lips, letting her cry out in desperate glee with full clarity, her twisting moans and nervous noises spinning chaotically as Sana mewled her way through a hotter, stronger orgasm. She couldn't help herself; she was too turned on, too needy. Overwhelmed by the throbbing passions that struck her, Sana couldn't resist succumbing to the primal swell of a hot orgasm as she gave herself fully to the pleasure, rewarded for her troubles with cum flooding into her eager womb once more as Y/N slammed into her from behind and gave her precisely what she craved.

"It feels so good," Sana whined, nervously left vulnerable and hot in the face of more of Y/N's depraved dealings as he pulled her up toward him, guiding her to settle onto his lap as he drew his cock out of her pussy.

"We're going to fuck you together now," Y/N groaned. "While I claim this gorgeous ass of yours for the first time." Another slap, and by now Sana was used to it but the pressure was still exhilarating. She felt helpless against everything happening to her now as Y/N sank back, pulling her down onto his cock in the process, and Sana took the initiative in shoving herself down onto his cock ass-first, taking him into the much tighter hole and gasping in ecstasy as she did so, body tense and hot as she shivered and twisted under his touch, left a needy mess ripe for the taking as Nayeon shoved forward and shoved her strap-on right into Sana's creampied pussy with a swiftness she was utterly unprepared for.

Ready to give in, Sana began to buck back and forth, riding Y/N's cock reverse cowgirl style while Nayeon pounded into her with her strap-on, a double teaming worthy of all the desperate and needy moans Sana sang out with heat and excitement, only made worse by the push of Nayeon's lips flush against her kiss, making her dizzy and overwhelmed as the pressure mounted harder and hotter. This was too much for the poor Nayeon to deal with as she struggled to keep her head on straight and allow the madness that gripped her so firmly to keep a tight hold on her. "You're filling me up so much!" she gasped, the double stuffing of her holes leaving Sana disoriented. She had never been so full up in her life, and she thought just the feeling of Y/N's 'biggest cock she'd ever had' was a lot to handle, but with him in her ass and the hardly tiny strap-on in her pussy she found herself on the receiving end now of so much more still than she'd ever known before.

There was no hope for Sana to fight it, but why would she ever want to? Bucking greedily back and forth between the hard thrusts bearing down upon her, Sana found herself on the receiving end of frenzied, aggressive lust, driven mad by the want and the desire that throbbed through her very core. She could feel something maddening grip her now and all she wanted was to be given even more of it as she twisted about, the heat throbbing across her body and her molten embrace almost too good to deny herself.

"You're mine now," Y/N groaned from behind, hands unable to let go of her lovely ass as he groped and smacked it firmly, letting Sana feel his control through the way he touched her. "Is that fine by you yet, or do we need to fuck you more?" His hips began to thrust upward as he spoke, imposing and purposeful in how he chose to join back into the action at a time when he demanded her acceptance of his touch. The intention here was direct and it was vulgar, and it worked perfectly.

Sana whimpered and twisted about, fretful and nervous as she took the hard pounding, not wanting to say it out loud but also feeling herself so hopelessly overwhelmed by heat and lust that she didn't know how to control herself. She felt lost in the midst of all this swelling, needy lust, and Sana didn't know how to fight against the pressures bearing down upon her. She was torn between the pleasure and a fleeting sense of decency that seemed further and further out of her grasp with each sudden, harsh thrust into her.

"You're even more stubborn than I was," Nayeon teased, hips hammering into Sana's faster as she seized Japanese beauty's breasts and shoved kisses harder against her lips. "And I'd never submitted a day in my life before Y/N's cock fucked me into accepting that there was someone out there better than me. Come on Sana, just do it. Call him Master, beg him to cum in you, and we can have some fun all night."

There was absolutely no hope for Sana to compose herself or control her wanton desires as she found it harder and harder by the second to even piece together coherent thoughts and control her rampant desires. She felt lost under this pressure, so overwhelmed and needy that she didn't know how to contend with it all, and that was exactly what Y/N and Nayeon wanted out of her, for as little help as that was. She felt no hope of doing anything but giving into it, shivering and twisting as the pleasure burned on hotter and she found it impossible to hold back.

"I don't want you to cum in my ass, master!" Sana gasped, crashing into orgasmic bliss and losing herself hotly. "I want you to shove me down onto the bed and mark me with your cum!" Her body thrashed between the two strong people fucking her, loving the pressure and heat that gripped her so firmly, and she couldn't hold back the bliss of being taken and used so firmly, a gasping mess throbbing out of control as she was fucked into raw acceptance of everything they demanded out of her.

Nayeon took the initiative to lift Sana up off of Y/N's cock as the two of them moved swiftly into position. Sana found herself shoved down onto her back as Y/N rose to his knees, Nayeon's hand jerking him feverishly off as his massive cock throbbed and twitched with excitement at the prospect of what was happening. "I'm glad you want to be marked by me like an animal," Y/N growled. "Because you're my pet now."

"I am," Sana mewled, hands caressing her body all over in feverish excitement. "I'm your dirty little kitten, Y/N, and I want you to treat me like it." She couldn't believe the lust had so easily worked her down to this state of surrender and feverish need. Back and forth she squirmed, a twisting mess unable to help herself as she watched Nayeon stroke Y/N's cock with hunger and efficiency, Nayeon's purple eyes wide with crazed excitement at the idea of seeing Sana get marked.

With a hard, eager grunt, Y/N came all over Sana, his position over her letting him shoot off streaks of cum that reached from her belly up to her cheek, with everywhere in between getting hit with globs of semen. His big, powerful cock was able to fire off cum far, and Nayeon helped by angling his cock here and there, tilting it down to hit her lower torso, then holding it at just the slightest upward curve so Sana could catch a little bit of it in her mouth. She welcomed it, twisting happily as she lay there, excited to be his now, ready for everything to come. "Thank you, master," she cooed. "What would you like of me now?"

"Let's get her turned around Nayeon. We can spitroast her again, but I want her mouth this time. And when I cum, Sana, you pull back like a good girl so I can mark your face some more, okay?"

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Everybody figured it was some kind of joke they weren't in on to see Sana going to practice wearing a cat collar; it seemed like something she would have shirked away from for some very obvious reasons. But what only a select few people knew, and even Tzuyu wasn't yet in on it, was that the collar was a gift from her master, and like a good pet, Sana wore it happily. Once Tzuyu did learn the truth and anyone who was likely to notice it up close was in the know, she'd get a little tag with the word "Y/N" on it to help reinforce the purpose behind this not-a-joke accessory.

[Master P6] Extra Practice (Jihyo x Male Reader)

"Chaeyoung, shut her up before we get caught," Y/N said, as Momo kept squealing and shivering with the utmost of glee and excitement. He didn't exactly blame her as he fucked her from behind, one hand on her throat just to keep her steady while the other pushed a pair of fingers up into Chaeyoung's tight, needy pussy. Being noisy was the general state of sex for the trio, but a hard, fast threesome in their dorm room carried far fewer consequences to it than sneaking away during a group outing. There was something very different going on there, and Y/N knew that all of Momo's moaning was eventually going to attract some undue attention none of them needed.

And not just for the immediate up-front issues of getting caught balls deep in public either. Y/N had been fucking five members of TWICE so far with reckless abandon across the whole of JYP building. Dorm rooms were good and enabled them to have some sort of privacy. Their sexcapades reached all the way in the JYP building. They would sneak into empty rooms, hide Y/N away in the girls' practice room, find secluded corners to enjoy themselves in... Whatever they had to do. It wasn't ideal, but it was all they really had as far as a structured option in front of them, so they went with it and accepted that it was as optimal and sensible a choice as they were really going to get.

But now Momo was going to blow all of that with how loud she was moaning.

Momo couldn't help it if she was loud! She just really. Really loved having sex, especially when Y/N's big dick was inside of her. He wasn't exactly making this easy on her either, with how ferociously he took to fucking her from behind with a roughness and vigor that had become everything Momo grew to expect out of Y/N. He was always in control, always at least a little aggressive no matter where they were or what they were doing, and he showed a merciless approach to having his way with her that there was just never any chance Momo was going to be able to stay quiet. That just wasn't how this was going to work, and Y/N should have known better.

Y/N shoved her forward quickly, bending her at the waist and urging Chaeyoung with a firm smack on the ass to get over in front of her. Chaeyoung didn't hesitate, shifting from the side to stand in front of Momo, knowing exactly what it was that Y/N wanted her to do as she grabbed her members hair and pulled her face right into her slick pussy, which was already primed and ready from Y/N's fingers to now get devoured messily by a whining genki girl out of her fucking mind with pleasure.

"Go, go, eat me out," Chaeyoung moaned, a bit desperate and tense herself. She loved getting eaten out, but never more than when the girl doing the eating had Y/N's dick buried inside of her. There was an urgency and desperation that came from someone in the midst of getting fucked going down on her that Chaeyoung would always take over something contained and controlled, as she eased into the chaos of the moment and let every hot second of madness overwhelm her. This was so much pleasure to handle and she really had no idea how to deal with most of it, a needy, bucking mess thrashing under the weight of Momo's sloppy tonguing as she gave herself up completely to it all. "Oh, she's doing so good at this, master. I love it when she's got a dick in her; she's so unruly."

"I love it too, but she needs to learn her place when we're out in public," Y/N snarled, hand coming down hard across Momo's perky butt. "Keep your face right up against her pussy, Momo. You're using our girlfriend as a muzzle to keep from making a sound. We can't have you getting us into trouble, right?" This was a special kind of insane, and Y/N found himself relishing in all the chaos and the heat that ached within him as he pushed on harshly to have his vulgar way with her. Increasingly, the ability to open up to these group sex escapades was keeping him all kinds of excited and turned on, as he worked effortlessly to keep his girls in line. Having an outright harem of girls all over him and each other was an absolute dream, and he'd taken to trying to figure out which of the last four members he'd be making a push for next.

Momo was still surprisingly loud even with her mouth flush against Chaeyoung's mound, and that was most certainly not from a lack of effort, as she put her time to messily devouring the needy pussy in front of her. Momo was as devoted and intent a lover as could be, she just happened to also be incredibly loud, giving herself up to all of the raw, wry hungers that burned through her body. There was no way to stay quiet when she was in this state, when she was stuck utterly hopeless in between a cock and a hard place just trying to keep herself steady. Everything Momo did was a show of surrender and excitement, as desire throbbed within her, and could it really be held against her that she so utterly felt the full extent of every loving thing done to her?

All of the efforts to try and keep from being found were ultimately in vain, because the blissfully unaware trio had a voyeur. From less far away than they would have been proud to know someone could be spying on them, Jihyo watched the hard, rough sex, having been drawn over by Momo's cries only to find two of her members having snuck away to fuck where nobody would notice, and she couldn't believe her eyes. For a multitude of reasons, really. For one, the idea of all the male trainees who would be having a hard, tense threesome where a girl would call him her master, that it would be Y/N. She didn't think he'd have that kind of sway over girls, or even be the type to tell a girl to call him master, and yet there he was, pounding away at Momo while ordering Chaeyoung around effortlessly.

But even more striking and almost jaw-dropping sight of Y/N's cock as it hammered in and out of Momo's pussy. Jihyo found herself unable to keep her attention on anything else once she laid her eyes on the girth of his shaft, not even knowing the full view but already oddly enthralled and intrigued by what she saw, seeking a closer look and more answers, as insane and wrong as it was to be thinking of anything like that. To think about a trainee like this. And yet all Jihyo could do was watch, watch and squirm as her thighs rubbed together, an increasing wetness and heat taking hold of her as she stared onward without being able to think sensibly about what she was doing or how to make it stop.

Y/N's relentless thrusts kept up with an almost mechanical steadiness, ensuring unrelenting thrusts that kept Momo messy, needy, and working to devour Chaeyoung's pussy as hard as she could, the trio sinking deeper and deeper into the haze of their lustful activity together as everything burned them up from within them. There was so much pleasure and tension going on here, so much heat and excitement that finally drove the trio hard over the edge, with needy, excitable Momo in the middle losing herself first. The pulsating swell of heat burned through her body as she came, squealing and bucking in excitement under the pressure and attention that followed as she lost herself in crushing waves of desire and want.

Moaning into Chaeyoung's hot pussy and clenching down around Y/N's big dick helped pull them down with her, as Chaeyoung held her in tight and cursed up a storm while Y/N pounded forward, groaning, "I'm putting a gag in you the next time I want to fuck you in public," as he blew a load deep into her hot, spasming cunt. The warm, gooey seed filling Momo up did very little to help her actually stop her fitful noises or her writhings, the desire taking tight hold of her as she let herself go completely, embracing feverish and fiery want with an intensity she felt completely overwhelmed by so much indecent glee burning through her that she didn't really know how to handle any of it.

Y/N drew back with a hard grunt, his still rigid and impressive cock slapping across Momo's ass cheeks as he pondered, "Fucking your ass so hard you can't walk straight for the rest of dance practice would just be a reward, wouldn't it?" Probably; I want you two to clean me off with your mouths then. Worship my cock before we go, and when your faces are covered in my cum, lick each other clean."

Jihyo didn't know what to think about the sights and sounds of Y/N being so dominant and vulgar, showing off such an insane and different side of himself that felt absolutely mindblowing. She was stuck to watch and marvel at it in dismay, utterly appalled and startled by what she was hearing. And seeing. Especially now that she laid her eyes on the sight of Y/N's huge cock so abrupt and shamelessly out in the open. There was something so bizarre about this, as her eyes fell onto the big, throbbing cock, which made her legs tremble and quiver as she held herself steadily in place, shocked into really having no damn clue what she was doing or how to handle herself.

Frozen in place, she was left to simply watch the indecency playing out, startled by what she had in front of her. She watched as Chaeyoung and Momo scampered to their knees and began to lick up and down all over Y/N's cock, licking Momo's tight pussy juices off of it and treating him to the reverence and love that Y/N so sorely deserved.

"Can't you fuck me before we go, Master?" Chaeyoung whimpered, staring lustfully up at him as she licked messily all over his cock. "Watching you fuck Momo has me so horny now, and I don't think I can help myself."

"We can't be gone too long. When we get back to the dorm rooms, I'll fuck you first, I promise," Y/N said. "Momo, Nayeon, Sana, and Jeongyeon can use their tongues all over you while I do it, too. Does that sound good?"

"I love you so much, Master! That sounds amazing." Chaeyoung decided to show her love off for Y/N by shoving her head right down his lap, taking him down into her throat so hard she gagged on his shaft.

Jihyo finally managed to pull herself away in time to stumble away, shaken and confused by everything she'd just witnessed, left with no idea what to think about any of this, left even more startled by Y/N's words. Who else in TWICE was left to be broken by him? What was going on here? She wasn't sure she wanted to find out.

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The problem with the idea of just leaving everything as it sat and not ever learning what happened was that in truth, Jihyo needed to find out. They returned from their schedules later and fell back into the everyday routine, but still Jihyo couldn't shake from her mind the things she had seen and heard there. Thoughts of Y/N lingered in her mind even during her most private and intimate moments, a lingering, impending swell of something she found herself incapable of fending off. She certainly tried. Even went to places she wasn't proud of.

On one occasion, she found that no matter what she did, thoughts of Y/N would not leave her be when she tried to use her fingers to tend to herself. She tried and tried and tried, but finally she was at a level of desperation and tension so intense and formidable that she decided to pull out her scroll and look up some porn to try and fill her mind with things other than Y/N. But it was difficult, because her taste in porn and her sexual interests ran in a peculiar kind of direction, one that left her with videos of women calling men their masters, and all of that disastrous pressure just reached a point too far gone for her to help herself now. She almost threw her scroll across the room before fingering herself desperately to the idea of Y/N fucking her.

Even worse, during the course of her day came constant reminders of what was happening, as she now looked at Y/N with different eyes and saw his antics for what they were. She noticed he'd sit next to different girls during lunch at the buildings cafeteria, on one occasion seeing that Jeongyeon was sitting awfully close up beside him with her cheeks bright red, and that Y/N's shoulder shifted in ways that said he was fingerfucking Jeongyeon in public. The way she occasionally put a mouth over her hand only confirmed it to Jihyo, as did how Y/N would turn to whisper things into her ear from time to time. On another occasion she caught Sana and Nayeon sneaking about in the empty rooms with him, which was just within the view from Jihyo's own practice room. She watched out there for some time, and it was only forty minutes later that the trio came back out, both girls stumbling and having severely ruffled up hair.

Jihyo knew she had to do something, and it was only when she almost tossed her Pocari Sweat bottle (not sponsored *cough cough*) halfway across the room in frustration and let herself give in to the primal desires that she realized what the solution was. She didn't like it, but it was all she really had. She needed to act on this. She swallowed her pride and prepared for the next day to make her move, going through all of the schedules for the day with the tension almost burning a hole in her chest. She was in over her head here and she knew it, offering herself up to something absolutely insane and shocking with the sole intention of getting some of the fun her members were having with the cute trainee. It was the only way now to quell these desires.

"Y/N, could I see you please?" Jihyo called as everyone began to walk out of the company training room, calling his attention. And the attention of Chaeyoung and Momo, who'd been catching glances at him while they practiced. "It will be some time, so you girls would be best off returning to the dorms." Jihyo explained.

It caught the trio off guard more than a little, but they didn't question it too much. "Am I in trouble, Jihyo-noona?" Y/N asked.

"No, I've simply decided you could use some extra practice" she said, shaking her head and brushing off his concerns. "We can talk in a moment" A lie through and through, but Jihyo wasn't the least bit ashamed of throwing that kind of mistruth around. She was here to get some, and she was ready to take any step necessary to make that work. She had to. There was no way she could admit to the rest of the people there that she wanted to get fucked by the trainee. She didn't even want to admit it to what seemed by all sights to be two of Y/N's friends. Only two of them. Incredible.

Y/N stayed behind and the girls walked off leaving him and Jihyo increasingly more alone in a room slowly losing more and more people, until finally she could close the door behind them and look toward Y/N.

"Is there something wrong with my dancing?" Y/N asked, still not sure what was happening and how to feel about being held back specifically by the Idol that's trained for about a decade. The idea of what was actually about to ensue didn't even cross his mind; even if she had noticed Chaeyoung and Momo getting touchy with him during practice, and occasionally rubbing on his crotch to make things worse. She would have kept all three of them behind, surely. So whatever it was had to be about something else entirely.

But Jihyo pierced right through that belief swiftly as she said, 'I know about what you have been up to." She slowly walked her way back over toward Y/N, slowly making her way on as her body remained in the way of the door. "You have been sneaking around with multiple girls. I myself found you with Chaeyoung and Momo during the trip to Busan, and I could not believe my eyes. It was disrespectful to the trip, illegal, and the way you spoke to and regarded to my members is absolutely shameful. You carried yourself like an entirely different man than I thought you were, Mister Y/N. And then upon return, I have seen you with at least three of my members in TWICE."

Y/N stared wide-eyed at Jihyo, really not sure how to handle that confrontation or the many things she promptly said to him all at once, the abruptness throwing him completely off his guard as he stared at her in confusion. His chest tightened and panic hit him, as he wondered how he could get out of this situation now, how he was possibly going to avoid problems and detection as he stood there, eyeing her nervously, unsure how to deal with Jihyo's sudden reveal. "I'm--" he started, only to realize he really didn't have an excuse. Didn't have anything he could say that was going to justify this, as he instead asked, "How can I keep them out of trouble?'

Jihyo's eyebrow perked up with surprise and delight. Leverage. "And who is 'them', precisely?" she asked, drawing closer toward him still.

"My girlfriends," he confessed. The words sounded so weird and insane to say out loud, but there it was. The confession, ringing out brightly as he looked at Jihyo nervously, still unsure what to do about this. "It was all my idea. Everything you saw that you would want to punish us for, I told them to do, so I'll take whatever you want to do to me, but please, keep them out of the punishment."

Finally, Jihyo closed the gap, and she could see Y/N was nervous. He certainly had every right to be. It made her even more excited for what was to come as she said, "There's no punishment, Y/N. I'm not confronting you because what you did was wrong. I'm confronting you because I want you to do the exact same thing to me." She placed a hand upon his chest and cut off the confused sound Y/N was about to make by pushing a kiss into his lips and silencing him quickly. Her grip on him tightened as she pushed in closer, as she leaned against him and imposed her will upon Y/N through the firmness of her lustful attentions.

When the kiss finally broke away, all Y/N could muster up was a confused, gasping, "You're what?" as he stared at her in confusion.

"I live my life as a composed woman in complete control of herself and those who answer to her. But when I'm cut loose from those responsibilities, I am a desperate, needy sub who craves to be commanded and ordered around. They aren't just your 'girlfriends'. They wouldn't be calling you Master if they were. They are your submissives, and I want you to take all of those sensibilities and bring them upon me. Right now. Make me call you Master, Y/N. By day I'll be your fellow label mate Leader, by night I'll be your collared pet."

The words startled Y/N, but they were also an excellent kind of dream come true for him. Sure, he'd taken one look at the gorgeous TWICE leader and thought she'd make an excellent installment in his lap, but she wasn't even on the list of girls he'd had his eye on for his newfound campaign of getting girls under his thumb. Why would she be? She was a leader who was respected and looked up on, and not the sort to be charmed and lured in. She was a pipe dream get he didn't even entertain the thought of in anything but private jerk-off fantasies, but with five ravenous girls all over him, he didn't really have to do that in private anymore, so he was thinking even less and less of the possibility.

But now that he knew what was happening, he was ready for it. He reached out to seize her, nodding excitedly as he pushed a kiss back against her. "You're mine now," he growled, hands reaching for her body and beginning to grab her as he turned her around, sat her onto her desk and pushed against her, ready to taste Jihyo's lips some more and indulge in something fiery and hungry. He wanted her, and he was going to enjoy every second of indulging in her. "Are you ready for what comes with that? To do everything I say?'

"Yes, Master," Jihyo whined, nodding feverishly in approval and acceptance of everything Y/N was about to do to her. She wanted it. Welcomed it. Ached for him and everything he could do to her, as she opened herself up to his special breed of madness and let the idea of so utterly surrendering take hold of her. She was in way over her head here and she knew it was going to be a very hard fall down into the depths of madness as she chased on such perverse, twisted pleasures, but Jihyo found herself welcoming all of it as she leaned in tight against him and prepared herself to be laid utter waste to, not for a moment wanting anything else.

Y/N reached a hand up her skirt. "For one, you're not going to be wearing panties without permission, and only then, it will be only to hold in vibrators I command you to walk around with all day." He tugged her panties off to the side and drove a pair of fingers into her. His other hand reached for Jihyo's hair, tugging it back and starting to undo the tightly kept ponytail she wore it in. "Submitting to me means that I'll get to make these kinds of decisions for you, and that anything I think might involve you in my bed becomes my business." He jammed his fingers in deeper and wiggled them around. "Are we clear?"

"Yes, Master." Jihyo shivered and squirmed about, her slick pussy growing even wetter, tightening down around his fingers as she found herself in way over her head about all of this. She had to try and fight through it, to keep herself steady even as she inched closer and closer toward pure insanity and shame. "I will not wear panties unless you tell me to from now on. And I will do my best to let nobody know about any vibrators you have me wear through the day." While this all sounded so insane, it was music to Jihyo's ears; she was so tightly wound now, and the idea of being completely used like this drove her wild. In truth, she was more than a little into this kind of stuff already, and Y/N was giving her everything from all those sordid videos she was ashamed of watching that she found herself craving more of as she leaned into his touch.

"It also means that I get to do anything I want to you, and you'll let me do it." He let go of her hair only to bring his open palm across her face, and he was startled by the reaction that followed as a hot, indecent moan spilled from Jihyo's lips, sudden and shameful and absolutely catching his attention as his eyes widened and perverse glee began to take root within him. "Oh, I see," he growled, slapping her again for good measure, and Jihyo moaned even louder. "So you like it when a man gets rough with you."

"I love being put in my place, Master." Facing this all with a firm and confident candor was the only way that Jihyo was going to get through this, the only way she was going to handle herself now. She opened up all the twisted confessions to Y/N as she met his gaze meekly, showing off a side of herself that she had never really gotten the chance to show off before. Jihyo was ready now for this, head rolling back as she moaned and squirmed, offering up everything to him as his fingers probed in deeper and toyed with her harder. "I'm a true submissive at heart, I've just been waiting for the right man to come along and command me."

Y/N liked what he heard. Liked it so much that as he pulled his fingers out of her, he grabbed her panties and tugged them halfway down her legs before outright ripping them in two, letting the broken underwear fall to the floor as he commanded, "On your knees. Take out my cock, and show me how much you'll worship your Master's cock." The most direct and firm possible challenge he could give her, the way he was going to test and observe Jihyo's submission and her willingness to give in to him. It was an effective one too; he could feel the excitement bubbling up inside of him as he watched her drop down to her knees quickly.

"I promise to do everything I can to impress you, Master," Jihyo moaned, starting to undo his belt buckle and unzip his fly. "You might be used to girls like Jeongyeon and Momo, but my experience is going to blow them all out of the water." It was quite the statement to make, but one that Jihyo was ready to prove as she pulled his pants down, fishing his cock out and immediately starting it smack herself with it, slapping it back and forth across her cheeks, tongue rolling out to lap at it as she toyed with his cock for a moment. Not because it was going to impress him--although she was sure he was definitely going to get a lot out of the sight of it--but because she had waited so long to once more see this cock, to actually feel it in her hand, that she just couldn't help herself. Jihyo had been wracked with frustration for days over this, and this cock had dominated her thoughts the whole time.

Now this cock could dominate her.

Once she was done proving her point and voluntarily enduring some cockslapping back and forth, Jihyo got her mouth open and laid some kisses all over his dick. "You're so well hung, Master. Absolutely incredible. I can see why you have so many girls begging to be dominated by you. I almost intervened and stepped in to stop you and the girls during the trip, but what caught my attention was the amazing cock I caught a glimpse of, and I just couldn't help myself. I stared and watched until I could finally break away. And now, I have you here, waiting to be worshiped... And I'm going to earn the right to call you my Master."

It was on that note that Jihyo sucked his whole cock into her mouth with one swift, hard shove forward, slurping him down and gagging immediately on the thick cock plunging down her tight throat, hitting her in all the most intense and 'right' ways she could muster. There was nothing to stop Jihyo now, no moment where she would even consider doing anything but getting taken and fucked as harshly as she possibly could. Back and forth she worked in motions designed to make Y/N lose his mind, as she sucked and slurped with indecent glee all over the big dick, showing him everything that she could to try and drive him wild with need under the intentions of making him give her everything.

"Fuck," Y/N groaned, fingers tightening into Jihyo's hair, starting to grip on her ponytail so he could control her head movements. "You feel amazing right now. Keep going, keep sucking on every inch of this cock and showing it the love it deserves. I want to know that my new slut is going to be everything she thinks she is." He ran his fingers through her hair to loosen it up as it fell about her shoulders, as he spared little in the way of shame in throwing around some verbal harshness to let Jihyo know exactly what she was in for.

And she loved it. Her head continued to work up and down along Y/N's dick with a feverish pace that nothing was going to slow down, eyes glimmering with wanton desire as she embraced the chaos and the heat that held her so tightly, gripped her and refused to let go. She was completely out of control now, completely given to the heat and the haze and this moment, and she didn't know how to handle herself under this kind of treatment. Her loving mouth and tight throat felt incredible around his dick, and he craved more of it, wanting to feel what she could do to him, what she would lay into him with.

When she did draw back, it was only so that Jihyo could lavish his cock with messy, adoring licks all over, moaning and slobbering all over his cock. Big kisses and sloppy attention helped give something absolutely unchained and unrepentant as she lost herself to the desire, a moaning mess that could not be stopped now. Her mouth caressed along his cock, hand grabbing the base to give a few more slaps across her face with the big dick, which was now all wet and messy, making for a sloppier, rougher treatment. Everything felt so intensely good to Jihyo as she sank in deeper, ravenous and hungry and completely losing her fucking mind with excitement.

There was nothing she wanted more now than to keep it going, to chase all the sensations that ached through her body. Her free hand even reached down between her legs. "Your cock is everything I've ever wanted," she confessed, kissing it all over with wet, loud smooches. "A cock I'm willing to lose myself to completely. You're my master now, Y/N, and I'm so willing to be your sub that I don't even care that you're a trainee. It's all worth it. I'm gone. I'm yours."

Y/N smiled happily, loving the attention and Jihyo's heated confessions, but loving even more how his hands seized hold of the back of her head and pulled her harshly down, forcing her to take his cock again. "Then you won't mind if I do this," he said, snickering wickedly as he began to thrust harshly forward, balls slapping against her chin as he bore down with a fiery push and aggression upon her that was enough for Jihyo to begin choking and drooling in surprise. There was so much about this suddenness and this tension that felt like pure bliss to the needy leader down on her knees, getting throatfucked by one of the trainees. It would have been absolutely unimaginable any moment before now, when she found herself so hopeless and ready to just do it that she was completely overwhelmed and hopeless, ready to sink into utter chaos and desperation as she opened her body up to everything all at once.

All of the roughness made Jihyo feel helpless and willing to submit herself for this pleasure, with Y/N's size overwhelming her. She was so helpless in comparison to a size intense enough to challenge her, but that was what made her so excited, what gave her something heated and fiery, a relentless swell of desire and need holding tightly onto her as she embraced something hot, something feverish. She embraced it all with relentless glee, writhing back and forth as fingers sank into her waiting pussy, free hand locked between her clenched thighs as the feverish hold gripped her, her body helpless and needy under the ecstasy aching through her body.

But it paled in comparison to how good Y/N felt, as he watched his gorgeous, stacked dance mentor slobbering all over his cock, the trickle of drool down her chin and the intensity that held onto them both proving absolutely insane. There was no shame or apology in the way he facefucked her, holding nothing back as he gripped her hair tightly, subjecting her to the same kind of treatment he showed all his other girls, and she seemed as behind it as they had all been, cheeks flush as she submitted utterly to his cock and the sense of awe surging through her as she gave in to it all.

"You! Are! Mine!' Y/N grunted with his last three thrusts, the final slam driving his cock to the hilt inside of Jihyo's mouth and down her throat, his hot grunts ringing out with powerful, vigorous dominance as he gave himself up completely to the fire and the want, lost to the excitement flowing through him as his dick gushed right down her gullet. He deposited his load right into her stomach as the shivering, wanton mess of an idol moaned in approval for him.

As his cock pulled back from throat, Jihyo could whine out only a meek, needy, "Master," as she stared up at him, wiping the drool from her chin, make-up running. She was an utter wreck, but she had never felt happier. "We're all alone here, and I want you to take advantage of that and fuck me all over the company room."

Which made it all the worse when Chaeyoung and Momo burst back into the room, unable to sate their curiosity about what was happening, wondering why Y/N would need extra lessons but also hoping to get him out of there quickly, because rubbing his cock through his pants all practice had left them both desperate for his touch and he'd promised they would sit on his lap and his face when they got out of practice. Which lewd to them walking in on Jihyo's lips still connected to Y/N's cock by thick strands of messy spit and throat slop as she stared reverently up toward him.

"Jihyo!" Chaeyoung gasped in shock, eyes wide as she stared at the sight of them together, the door closing behind them. "He's a trainee, what are you doing?" She started to move forward in frustration, eyes wide and fiery as something sensible actually caught hold of her. "This is not allowed! Y/N, is she taking advantage of you? Did she extort sex out of you for higher marks?'

"Wait, Chaeyoung, hold on," Momo said, trying to be the voice of reason. Not even remotely the sort of thing that should have been allowed to happen in the natural world. "We don't know what's happening here. Jihyo-ssi, are you on your knees with Y/N because you want his cock, or because you're being an abusive instructor?"

"Because I love his cock!" Jihyo squealed. "I'm a dirty, slutty, kinky sub who wants to be dominated by a big, strong stud like your man here is. He's not doing anything against his will; I want him, that's all. He's here of his own volition."

"It's true," Y/N said reassuringly. "She came onto me, no threats or deals. She just wants to be in on this."

Chaeyoung shook her head feverishly, and seemed like she was about to say something more about this, about to scream and yell. Momo quickly tugged her over and whispered something in her ear, a very hurried and desperately spoken rush of words to try and soothe Chaeyoung's anger and make her realize what was happening, and the opportunity ahead of them. When Chaeyoung did speak up, it was with her cheeks flush and a firm nod following. "If you're sincere about that, Jihyo-ssi, then you won't mind if we take this somewhere more private, or that we get to participate."

[Master P7] Library Fun (Tzuyu x Male Reader) ft Jeongyeon

"What has gotten into her lately?" Tzuyu asked herself, sighing as she headed into the library, shaking her head in frustration. Jeongyeon sent her a message out of the blue declaring a state of emergency because she left something in the back of the company library but was now too caught up in things to be able to get it herself, demanding very pushy that Tzuyu get it for her before anyone stole it. It was sudden, bossy, and any attempt of Tzuyu to say she was busy was met with urgent pleas and promises, which did nothing to make her feel any better about this. Nayeon and Sana just weren't on at all and hadn't been for over an hour. What was going on?

Jeongyeon had been acting weird lately. Very weird. Then Nayeon started up in the same way, and Sana soon followed. All three of her group mates had these periods of going dark and not saying anything, of clamming up very abruptly without any reason or purpose, and Tzuyu didn't understand any of it, but she decided she had to just follow through and figure this out, try to make sense of it all. Something was up and she needed to confront them all about it, but she was going to have to wait for the chance to do it as in the meantime she headed out to see about getting whatever Jeongyeon had left behind. Maybe tonight she'd confront them. Assuming all of them actually came back to their dorm room for the night, which was its own problem lately.

As she approached the back of the library she began to hear noises. Not noises like people talking or giggling, not like phones going off or someone listening to way-too-loud music on their headphones. Tzuyu heard sounds like moans and the slapping of flesh against flesh, of people fucking in the library right by where Jeongyeon said to be. Tzuyu knew she was going to have to face whoever was doing it and to snap at them, to send them off on their way before retrieving Jeongyeon's things, which just meant another layer of frustration upon this mess as she inched closer, preparing herself to confront the very rude perverts at work fucking away near her. She had to do something  to stop this, not for a moment able to stomach the mess she was about to walk into.

Especially when she rounded the corner to find Jeongyeon bent over and getting fucked from behind by Y/N.

Tzuyu stood there in open-mouthed shock, appalled by what she saw and not knowing where the words were to express the utter gall she felt over what she saw. This was insanity in a way she didn't have any frame of reference for and as she tried to deal with it, eyes snapped toward her. They weren't lovers caught disrupted in the chaos, they were very eager and certain lovers knowing exactly what was going on, and they had led Tzuyu into a trap.

Jeongyeon's semblance gave her remarkable bursts of speed, and everything happened so quickly that Tzuyu could do nothing to stop it, even if she wasn't startled into staying completely still. Jeongyeon ran over to grab her, tugging her over to Y/N, then stripped her dress off of her until she wore only her boots, then tied her up. By the time Tzuyu could process what was happening, not only were her hands tied behind her back, but elaborate rope work left her all shibari-ed up, diamond patterns running all along her body, digging into her breasts and her perky ass. Panic ensued as Tzuyu realized what had happened, staring in utter confusion toward Jeongyeon, about to shout and scream at her, to get help, but before she could, Jeongyeon shoved her lips tight against hers.

Y/N grabbed hold of his lover's hips again, pounding back into her pussy as he growled, "Be quiet, Tzuyu. You don't want anyone to find you like this, do you? They'll think we're having a threesome here, you won't look very good either." His smile widened, a wicked smirk driven by something dominant and smug, knowing he had utter control here and that he could flaunt that control a little bit as he fucked Jeongyeon hard from behind, resuming the steady pace they'd been enjoying earlier. He could see the panic in Tzuyu's eyes at the thought, knew the consequences of calling for someone with no context were not going to look good on her. "Plus, everyone will get to see your perfect body naked, and I know I want that, but I don't think you do."

Tzuyu remained silent, still burning with so many questions and having no idea what to do with any of them, shut up completely by the insanity of this advance and by Jeongyeon's aggressive kisses. Passive as she was in the makeout session with her partner given that it was far, far removed from what she was looking for, the feeling of her friend shoving her tongue down her throat made for something she wasn't really in a place to fight against, as she watched Y/N hammer into her from behind, holding onto her hips with her skirt tugged up and his cock nestled inside of her. What had she walked into here? Why had Jeongyeon done this? Was this tied to how weird she'd been acting?

There were too many questions to ask even if Jeongyeon's tongue weren't invading Tzuyu's mouth, as Jeongyeon eagerly licked away with something driven by chaos and heat. Jeongyeon began to grope at her member's body, having become very familiar with Sana and Nayeon before but most excited to be able to feel up Tzuyu, to touch and fondle her. She had plans for her, and she was going to indulge in all of them now as she dove into the madness and embraced the pleasure upon her, intent now on bringing her into the fold of their love. Sending for Tzuyu was step one of that.

They'd already been in the process of fucking, which made it easy for Y/N to keep pounding away at Jeongyeon and finish up with her quickly enough. She actually outdid him in that regard, cumming first as the thrill of kissing Tzuyu and enacting the plan she'd come up with made for all the pleasure they craved. Her inner walls begged down around his cock as she silenced herself in the kiss with Tzuyu, and Y/N was happy to respond with a hard shove forward, his cock erupting deep into the tight, spasming hole pleading with him for pleasure, his groans raging on hotly as he let himself go and allowed himself to burn.

There was no slowing down the pleasure train as Y/N pulled Jeongyeon back very abruptly, freeing Tzuyu's lips and watching as the youngest starred in worry at him, meekly cooperative and confused. "What are you doing?" Tzuyu asked, not sure who to stare in the eye and ending up simply staring at the floor as cum dripped slowly out of Jeongyeon's pussy and she just didn't want to pay attention to any of it.

"We're bringing you love," Jeongyeon moaned, shoving forward off of Y/N's cock and kissing Tzuyu's face all over. "Me, Sana, and Nayeon all love Master's cock, and we want you to share in it too. I promise, you're going to love this, and you're going to thank me when this is all done for all the love here."

Tzuyu didn't have a chance to respond to any of it, even as a million more questions followed, the most pressing and panic-inducing of which was Jeongyeon calling Y/N "Master". She didn't have time to ask what was happening on any of it before Y/N grabbed her long chestnut hair and pulled her sharply down to a perfect bend, one that made the ropes dig into her body harder, but even that was a hard secondary thought to the suddenness of Y/N's cock plunging into her mouth, claiming her without warning and without sense, punctuated by a hard groan from Y/N and eager moans from Jeongyeon.

She choked loudly on the thick shaft, sputtering and shuddering under the sudden panic and the pressure, body aching with worry and heat as Y/N's hips worked in relentless back and forth motions, very sudden and bitter, driven by a heat and panic nothing could stop. Tzuyu wasn't given much of a choice here but to gag on him as he worked with a pace driven by the fact he'd just fucked Jeongyeon, something that Tzuyu and her throat were not ready for at all between his speed and his size. Delirious and confused, her head throbbed with panic and worry, and she was left hopelessly stuck in place maid the swell of relentless aggression bearing down upon her with something unstoppable.

As she received her messy oral violation, Tzuyu had even more to worry about in the form of something else claiming her. From behind, an oversized dildo shoved its way into her pussy, catching Tzuyu horribly off guard as she felt the thick toy at work. Jeongyeon smacked Tzuyu right across the ass as she began to work the toy deep and steady into her waiting hole. "We're going to make you feel so good, Tzuyu!" Jeongyeon gasped, ready to lose herself to this madness as she pushed onward, thrusting the toy in deep and preparing Tzuyu for more, penetrating her over and over with a single-minded intent and a senseless kind of approach. "And then you can join us in loving Master all the time!"

There was nothing that Tzuyu could do to halt any of this with the rope holding her arms in place and her head getting light from the plugging up of her throat. Y/N's huge cock pumping down her throat gave her something she was hopeless in the face of, and she continued to take him down, sloppy noises and messy gags following as she endured the deepthroat experience. She could taste pussy all over his cock, knowing it was Jeongyeon's and not sure how to feel about that. Even less sure how to feel about her friend fucking her from behind with a dildo and talking up how Y/N was her master. It was insane. Wrong, even. Y/N? Y/N L/N? How was this happening?

But at the same time the thick cock stretching out her throat induced a certain kind of acceptance, a sense that she knew exactly what they saw in him, for as much as he was still Y/N, still the dork of the trainees she should have wanted nothing to do with. This was such a mess of panic and weirdness, and she wished she knew how to deal with it, wished she had a way to fight against this, but the more she felt of him fucking her throat, the more she began to sink deep into a sense of complete insanity, of madness and desire too hot and wanton to know what to do with.

With the grip in her hair tightening and the thrusts at both ends intensifying, Tzuyu wished desperately for sense and for logic. She found neither, stuck here enduring something as chaotic and insane as she could have ever imagined. They ganged up on her, made her feel something chaotic and craved, something that she never had a chance against, and she was stuck to feel the pressure burning her up as she sank slowly down deeper and deeper still. Panic wound up hotter and weirder as the pressure got the better of her, as she succumbed inch by inch down into chaos and confusion, surrender getting the better of her. She didn't know what to think of it, but she also wasn't sure she could continue thinking for too much longer, period.

As much as Tzuyu would have liked to breathe freely, it was the dildo fucking her pussy that really made this all a problem. She was stuck here in something that felt good, that threatened her stability and her senses as she suffered under this steady, pulsating madness. Every back and forth swell of sensation pushed her down further into something crazed, insane, chaotic, and helpless. Y/N did to her a lot, but Jeongyeon and the betrayal that came with it were doing even more to her. It made for something so hot and so confusing that the pulsating rush of heat burning through her was something she was pretty heavily ashamed of.

She came.

She didn't cum softly, either. Burning up with the pressure upon her, Tzuyu came hard, spine arching, body shuddering and spasming under the wanton press of pure heat and delirium. She could do nothing to help herself now, burning with desire and chaos through the pleasure upon her, seeking to try and make sense of this even as she moaned around Y/N's cock, as he fired off a flood of cum down her throat and made her burn with something she had no way to handle. Tzuyu was helpless here, stuck in the midst of something too insane to believe, and she could do nothing to bring a sensible end to this treatment. Worst of all was how she came harder as he came down her throat than she would have otherwise.

Control slipped further away from Tzuyu as the cock drew back from her throat, as she sucked down desperate breaths and offered meek whines, tension winding her up hotter and harder as she stared in confusion and worry up at Y/N in front of her, not sure what to think about this but feeling like she had to do something. Her pussy dripped down onto the floor as Jeongyeon continued to work the toy slowly in and out of her. Confused and helpless, she didn't say anything, just fixated on Y/N and on his cock.

"Do you want me to fuck you now?" Y/N asked, smiling wide and eager as he stared down at the nervous mess before him.

A nervous, "Yes," passed Tzuyu's lips without her wanting it to, quickly pulled upright by the hair as Jeongyeon dragged her to a standing position again and shoved her forward, up against Y/N with an urgency she couldn't help. The guilt within her was something she didn't know how to handle, but even worse awaited her as she felt the press of heat against her. This was wrong and raw in ways she felt helpless against, stuck in place as desperation wound up inside of her and she succumbed.

One hard shove forward sank all of Y/N's cock deep into the waiting maknae, catching her off guard and making her whine with a panic and heat she didn't have any way to handle. Back and forth her body shuddered in waiting desperation, a whine lost once more to Jeongyeon's kiss, as the girl brought a pair of small vibrators forward, reaching between Y/N and Tzuyu's bodies to bring them down against her member's nipples and overwhelm her with even more raw, pulsating sensations meant to wear her down completely amid the relentless pounding forward of a huge cock hammering into her waiting twat.

Tzuyu didn't know how to feel. The dildo had been amazing, but now Y/N's cock felt even better. Real, warm, even bigger than the toy, and fucking into her with unflinching conviction. She squirmed against her bindings, feeling completely hopeless under the amount of pressure overwhelming her, and all Tzuyu could do was take it, enduring this treatment with no clear path to pulling away from it or understanding how to make this come around to any sane answer instead. A relentless and insane fucking made for a kind pulsating rush of confusion that Tzuyu had no way to be able to control. She was stuck here, a victim of their desires and their aggressions, and she had no escape, no way to ground herself, no chance to bring sense to this madness.

Every hard shove into her waiting cunt made her shudder hotter, as Jeongyeon pulled back from the kiss and Y/N took charge instead, his fingers tangling into Tzuyu's hair as he kissed her. A guy who she turned down before was now fucking her in the library and pushing his tongue down her throat, and as much as she wished she could, she didn't hate it. Confusion abounded and Tzuyu found herself spiraling into the confused despair and haze of something getting the better of her, and she wished there was a way to cut through all of this and understand her surroundings better, but such hopes were lost to the grim reality of what she did in service to this madness.

A madness burning and pulsating through her hotter with each passing second. Y/N's kiss intensified, and Tzuyu found herself starting to give in to it, too. Her tongue met his, confused and meek, submission feeling so wrong and so weird to her as she kept it up, as she gave him the attention he wanted and felt herself sinking into madness in the process. The vibrators buzzing against her sensitive nipples only made things worse, made her shudder and thrash in the midst of something so hot and delirious that she didn't know how to handle it all, but she knew she needed it, desperate for more and allowing the chaos to grip her tighter and hotter still.

"I know you love his cock inside of you," Jeongyeon moaned into her ear. "He feels good doesn't he, Tzuyu? We wanted to share him with you, and Master wanted you. But we had to wait for the right time, and had to keep it a secret. We don't want to run away from you anymore though. We want to share Master with you, and be with you ourselves. All of us together with Y/N and his other girls. Isn't it beautiful?" Jeongyeon kissed all along Tzuyu’s soft neck while she kept the attention on her nipples up, refusing to let Tzuyu have a moment of low stimulation as she forced her down deeper. This was all very easy for Jeongyeon, who had cooked up one hell of a plan here. "You, me, Sana, Nayeon... And of course Chaeyoung, Momo, and even Jihyo. You can join all of us."

This was insanity. Tzuyu didn't know what to think about the utter madness Jeongyeon spilled, but she felt like it couldn't have been made up. Too much of this was clearly true for the rest to be the ravings of a madwoman. There was nothing about this that made sense to Tzuyu, but sense seemed beyond her now as her body shuddered and shook, as the throbbing pulse of frustrating heat and delight got the better of her. Y/N fucked her so well and so hard, and she had too much here to contend with for thoughts to settle into anything sane again. She was lost now, giving up everything to the weird rush of pleasure threatening to unravel her once more.

The orgasm that hit this time was harder, hotter, and even more heavy and impossible to deal with. Tzuyu shook under the weirdness of this mess, struggling for sense and control as she spiraled into insanity, helpless now as the pleasure got to her. Her pussy clamped down around Y/N's cock as she moaned into the kiss with him that had become too hot, too passionate, too active. Her thrashing and shivering only made worse the pressures winding up inside of Y/N, who proceeded to cum inside of her too, to fill her with a shot of hot, gooey seed that almost made her lose herself right there, vision going white for a second under this pressure.

Y/N drew back from the kiss, smirking brightly as he assessed Tzuyu for a moment, eyeing her carefully. Her glazed eyes met his nervously as he eyed her, and she felt so bare, so vulnerable. He eyed her like a piece of meat and Tzuyu didn't know how to handle what came with those worries, but she knew she was too far gone to this lust to be able to mount any kind of sensible argument against whatever it was he was about to do to her.

"Not quite there yet," he remarked, and sharply pushed her off of his cock, turning her around and bending her forward again, grabbing her tied-up arms and using them for leverage in the process of shoving her down, bending her sharply over once more, and this time, her face went between Jeongyeon's thighs, up her lifted skirt and brought face-first with a pussy leaking with cum. "Eat my cum out of Jeongyeon while I fuck you until you learn." He smirked, wicked and aggressive in his game as he shoved forward again, plunging into Tzuyu and hammering her hard from behind, fucking her with only one goal in mind and letting him burn with relentless heat and vigor, showing her something panicked and desperate, making her twist and ache with something so unrestrained and confused that she just didn't know how to handle all of it, but she craved the idea of accepting more, of leaning into this and embracing the most insane and chaotic things she'd ever felt.

Y/N fucked even harder this second time. Tzuyu felt lost to it all as he hammered into her twat from behind, as the sensitivity of two orgasm ignited her body. She took on the fucking without sense, and with Jeongyeon taking over hair pulling duty and urging her onward, Tzuyu shove her tongue up Jeongyeon's cunt and began to lick all of the fresh, salty cum right out of her. She couldn't believe she was eating Jeongyeon out while Y/N fucked her, but she really was having sex with both of them and she was going to just have to accept it, aggressive and shameless in how she pushed forward and gave herself up completely to something too insane to believe. There was no sense here, no decency, just surrender.

A surrender taking hotter and sharper hold of her as she bore onward, aggressively seeking pleasure and satisfaction in ways she didn't understand or know how to process. Everything about her aggressive and sloppy oral indulgence proved something that she was afraid of, startled by this mess and by how readily she gave herself up to all of it. She just licked and accepted it all, aching under the swell of desire and want taking her by storm, leaving her ragged and hopeless, ensuring she came undone at the seams and that she could do nothing to stop any of it. This was her fate now and she just had to accept it, giving in to the pleasures now taking hold of her, breaking down her mental barriers and her composure, melting away at everything other than utter surrender.

"We're going to have so much fun eating Master's cum out of each other," Jeongyeon moaned, head rolling back as she ground her mound right up against Tzuyu's face, lost to the pleasure of just giving in to it all. The appeal of Jeongyeon's words shook Tzuyu, frightened her, because she could feel herself slipping deeper into exactly what Y/N and Jeongyeon wanted from her, and she wasn't sure how to feel about any of that, shuddering and aching under the weirdness of this mess. She just kept licking though, kept giving Jeongyeon what she wanted to embrace and accepting that her steady descent into madness made for something neither were able to control.

Fucking Tzuyu like a machine, Y/N had a point to prove, and he proved it. Tzuyu was the most unattainable of any woman he'd pursued so far, at least given that Jihyo had come to him. She was the prissy high class princess who'd turned him down before, but that was then. "You don't seem all that high class tied up in the library, do you?" he taunted. "Getting a second load of cum fucked into your womb while you eat my seed out of your partner." He held nothing back in wanting Tzuyu to feel the depths of heat and chaos he was able to inflict upon her, chasing indulgence with everything he did, wanting her to feel it all and to ache against him.

And ache she did. There was no sense to this whole mess, and Tzuyu could mount no sensible answer or defense against this whole mess, burning needier and more desperately as he kept up the pace, leaving her dizzy, overwhelmed, fucked into a confused state of desperation and ragged need hotter and more potent than she knew how to handle. This was madness to Tzuyu, and she couldn't keep from succumbing to all of it, from leaning down into the heat and embracing her most desperate and base instincts happily, still not any clearer on what to do but knowing it felt too good for her to want it to stop.

Then came the orgasm, and finally Tzuyu was just too far gone to help herself. She thrashed and shivered as she came again, as her tongue pushed itself deep into Jeongyeon and licked her out desperately, seeking pleasure and indulgence as she shuddered under this panic and desperation. Jeongyeon came from the frantic oral and Y/N was already close behind anyway, following this mess up with a flood of hot, molten spunk pumping deep into her, leaving the trio all shivering with ecstasy as Y/N filled Tzuyu with another load of cum and finally just had to give up everything, desperation reaching through her and ensuring she was helpless as she succumbed to all of it.

Y/N pulled back a little bit, tugging Tzuyu up once more and pulling his cock out of her pussy, bringing a hand up toward her throat and getting a nice, firm hold. "Did you like that?"

"Yes." Tzuyu's voice felt hazy and distant. She was drunk on lust now, his cock leaving her intoxicated and dizzy, struggling for sense as she held against him. "It was the best sex I've ever had before." She licked her lips, leaning back against him and his strong, warm body, seeking more of his presence against hers.

"And do you regret turning me down now?"

More confidently, Tzuyu responded, "Yes... Master." The word just happened. She hadn't thought about it or wondered what to say, it just spilled from her lips. "I'm sorry I turned you down. I'm sorry I kept from discovering sooner how amazing your cock was! If I had... I would have been where Jeongyeon was. Offering up all my friends to you so they can get hooked on your perfect cock too!" She whimpered. "Please, will you forgive me for being such a prudish, tight-assed bitch?"

Something about those words sparked a wicked idea within Y/N, one that made him tighten up eagerly as his hands reached out for her, seizing hold of Tzuyu and gripping her steady. "I think I can, but I'm going to have to make sure you really are sorry." It was on that note that Y/N plunged right into Tzuyu's ass, driving his whole cock into her with one thrust and wasting no time in getting down to a savage and reckless pace with her, one driven by an underlying lack of care about anything but completely overwhelming his newest lover.

"Yes, of course, Master," Tzuyu whimpered, nodding in quick acceptance and obedience. "Punish me however you want for it, I'll accept it. Anything to earn your love again." The hard fucking of her ass came with something so rapid and insane that the struggle to stay quiet ached through Tzuyu like never before, and Jeongyeon had to move quickly to seize her lips and shut her up before she got too loud.

This was all coming perfectly together now. Y/N held all the cards now as he hammered forward, fucking Tzuyu into a state of delirium even deeper than the cock drunk idol was already mired in. His hands seized her hips and her perky bubble butt, driving himself deep into her ass with each thrust, brutal and relentless in his pursuit of pleasure and indulgence now, allowing her to feel something driven by such molten bliss and heat that she had no way of handling this all. He was out of control, fierce and aggressive in his dominant claim over the Taiwanese girl's lovely ass, and he let the idea of completely using her through and through take hold of him, let her learn what he had in mind for her and what her fate would be now that she was his.

Jeongyeon rubbed her partner's clit as they made out together, fingers catching the drops of sticky nectar and thick cum leaking out of her, often bringing the digits up to interrupt the kiss as she brought scooped-up semen for Tzuyu to accept into her mouth. Jeongyeon then shoved her tongue back into Tzuyu's mouth so she could enjoy the taste of it colouring their heavy makeout session, then she did it all over again, a relentless cycle of sloppy, slutty indulgence leaving Tzuyu even dizzier and more confused with each passing second. This was pressure too good to handle, and the sweet thrill of utterly ruining Tzuyu alongside her master made this one of the most fun experiences Jeongyeon had ever enjoyed.

There was no leaning out of this madness now, no opportunity for Tzuyu to find herself or to steady her thoughts now. She was stuck here, a dizzy mess desperately clinging to a senseless swell of pure madness and delirium, to a kind of heat threatening to unravel her as she came undone. There was nothing in the world that felt as good as this did, that ached and resonated within her with such fervor as this. There was no pulling back from it now, and Tzuyu shamelessly gave up everything to the bliss, enduring the rough anal pounding, enduring the kiss with her unnie, enduring the relentless sense that she was horribly out of control now in trying to deal with everything happening to her. She couldn't think straight, lost to the chaos and the winding heat of this disaster before her, seeking only to find steadiness and grounding in the midst of something spiraling completely of anything resembling what Tzuyu knew in a life before this insanity, before she was completely given to this heat.

"I love your cock, Master," Tzuyu moaned through the kiss, pressing her hips back against Y/N, trying her best to meet his attention as he took her harshly from behind, fucking her ass as hard as he could. She couldn't get much more out as Jeongyeon's tongue almost shoved into her throat to shut her up, but the spirit was there and its desperation was clear. Y/N needed only keep up the pace as he fucked her steadily, fucked her until she could take no more, until she was utterly done for.

Tzuyu was ready for it, and she found herself happily inching down into the embrace of pure desire, left wondering why she ever turned Y/N down in the first place and why she thought to complain and worry about this happening when she wanted it so fucking bad. This was too good for Tzuyu to comprehend anything other than wanting it, and she had to give in to it, had to embrace the sensations taking hold of her. She wound up and lost herself, throbbing through yet another powerful and deliriously good orgasm, but this time she knew what was coming and she welcomed all of it without worry or shame. Her eyes rolled back and her body trembled as she gave in, losing whatever last shreds of anything may have been left inside of her, and she was ready to give in to it, an aching and howling wreck bucking through desire and want. She just couldn't help herself here.

This time, when Y/N came inside of her, pumping her ass full of hot, gooey spunk, Tzuyu actually came again, thrashing and whimpering as she took the load deep into her bowels, as her body throbbed with something so sweetly delirious and chaotic that she didn't know how to handle herself, but she knew needed to give in to it all, to lose herself to want, to desperation, to desire. She couldn't think straight as this pleasure took hold of her, as she gave up everything to the pleasure and allowed herself to burn, to thrash and ache and ultimately lose herself to all of it.

"She's ready now," Jeongyeon said, pulling back. "I'm so happy, Tzuyu. We're ready to be together! I can't wait to tell the others. We're going to go see them soon, and once we've all showered, the four of us are going to spend our night with Master together."

"I can't wait," Tzuyu said, smiling brightly, leaning back against Y/N. "I love you, Master."

"I love you too, my little anal princess." Y/N snickered, his ideas taking form, and his night only just beginning. He's almost completed in getting all of TWICE hooked on his cock. Only Mina and Dahyun remained. Ahead of him now stood a dream of many guys in the world, but one that only Y/N would ever know.

[Master P8] Insatiable Hunger (Dahyun x Male Reader)

Jihyo lay face-down on a desk, cheek flush against the hardwood with her eyes rolled back and drool leaking from her mouth. Her face blasted with cum, some of the buttons on her top busted open and her equally cum-drenched breasts leaving their imprints in spunk on the desk. Her pencil skirt bunched up around her waist, her ass sore, bright red, and gaping, with yet more cum leaking out of it and onto the floor. She babbled in utterly incoherent bliss, the only words clearly discernible in her stammering and high nonsense being, "I l-love extra practice."

Y/N left his instructor girlfriend an absolute wreck as he left her recording studio, feeling like he had really learned something in another strong after-practice 'lesson'. These extra tutoring sessions were really helping Y/N, as he had never been more focused on his dancing and singing than when he knew awaiting him after a given test was the opportunity to raw Jihyo in her own studio desk. Sure, he spent plenty of nights balls deep in Jihyo anyway, as the leader moved very shamelessly around the building and indulged in being a part of Y/N's harem. But after-practice fuck marathons just had something special about them.

With another round of fucking Jihyo into creamy oblivion under his belt, Y/N figured the next step was simply to go on to his dorm room, maybe fuck Momo a bit given how antsy she seemed during practice, and figure out his night from there. It was all very loose and spontaneous when his day was over, his only real commitment being fucking Jihyo momentarily senseless, and his mind ran with the possibilities as his cock strained against his pants, not yet even remotely satisfied or tired yet when it came to getting more.

But as the studio door closed behind him, Y/N felt something club against his head, and he hit the ground hard.

Waking up in a meeting room, Y/N was keenly aware of the fact that it had to be dangerous that he'd gotten knocked out in the JYP building. Upon waking up, he realised that it was just a company meeting room. He wasn't handcuffed or stripped naked. He was just there, sitting in a chair pulled out from the desk, left with a lot of questions about what was happening and why it was happening, but he didn't seem to be in any abrupt danger. "Y-you're awake! Good!" The nervous voice caught Y/N's attention, and he turned to the side to see Dahyun sitting naked on top of a desk, her body stripped bare and a toy buried between her legs, the buzzing of its battery powered motor accompanying it as she guided it in and out of her pussy, a trembling wreck lost to the need for indulgence as she fucked herself with it. Not the expected outcome at all, as Y/N stared a little too much at Dahyun's body. "Good morning!'

Y/N had to look at the clock to make sure it wasn't morning. It had only been about ten minutes since he'd left Jihyo's studio, unless he had been out for twelve whole hours, and he didn't feel that terrible at all. Looking back toward Dahyun, Y/N had a lot of questions, and he wondered which of them to actually ask first, because what she presented him with was a weirdly specific sort of needy that kept him from thinking too clearly at the moment. He was stuck staring, mouth opening to say something, then closing again, left frustrated and uncertain what to say or how to say it.

"Are you okay? Did I hit your head too hard? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!" Dahyun clenched up in worry, leaning forward as if seeking out some sign he was okay, but even then she didn't stop hammering herself with the toy, such a lurid and confusing display that focused on what she was doing and on her need to indulge in it, which completely confused and startled Y/N, but the questions he was filled with were the questions of someone very engaged with what he was seeing before him.

But then what he actually managed was a tense and frustrated ,"What's going on here?"

"I'm sorry I had to do this, but I can't help myself," Dahyun said, not actually explaining it very well. She fretted and whined, looking off to the side a moment before confessing, "We were on a trip a while ago, remember? I saw you with Chaeyoung and Momo. I was watching from the bushes. Ever since then, I developed a bit of an infatuation with you, seeing your big cock, seeing you keeping so many girls satisfied. I would hide outside of rooms and listen to you fucking girls all night. Even Jihyo-unnie. I've been obsessed! And now.. Now I.. I couldn't take it anymore! I felt a burning desire in me, a-and I really need a--oh my god!"

Cutting off Dahyun's attempt to tend to herself was a sudden, powerful orgasm throbbing through her body. Her head rolled back, legs trembling and shaking as she felt the waves of pleasure overtake her, so loud and messy from just a simple vibrator fucking, and Y/N stood in awe and excitement at all of this, marveling at the indecent sight of Dahyun at work upon herself, shaking and yelling for a moment before she died down, slumped against the desk panting and twitching, but her arm continued to fuck the toy into her with a speed and intensity too dire and feverish for how tired she should have been.

More breathless and feverish, Dahyun continued, "I'm in heat for you Y/N, and I can't stop! I'm horny all the time, but when I'm in my heat it's even worse, and I can't stop craving cock. I've gone from infatuated to obsessed, and I need you to fuck me, Y/N! Make me one of your girls, I know you've been building a harem with my members. I want to be a part of it. I want to get wrecked by that huge cock and fucked all night. Please, Y/N, I'm spending too much on batteries, I'm running out of my allowance!"

The dripping desperation in Dahyun's voice was remarkable, and Y/N was thrown by the weirdness of this situation. The fixated desperation, whining, the obsession, the relentless fucking with a dildo... This was a more crazed offering of one's desperation than he'd seen even with Jihyo, who wanted a company trainee to tie her up and smack her around a little bit. So weird and so strange... But Dahyun was hot. Hot, naked, in heat, begging for his cock. There was a lot happening and everything about it was so smoldering and hot, so desperate for something that she needed and craved, and Y/N was happy to indulge in that now, leaning into this sensation and embracing the idea of indulgent pleasure.

So he rose up out of the chair, up to his feet and smiling as he eyed her steadily. Dahyun shuddered and bit her lip as she looked at him, shivering under his watchful and hot gaze, seeming like she wasn't really in a place to know how to respond to this, and he used that to his advantage as he walked up toward her slowly, eyeing her naked body all over. "Hm, let me get a good look at you," he said. "Oh, and take that dildo out."

Dahyun's hand tightened on the toy, and the struggle of trying to weigh the options of indulging her heat against obeying him. Y/N was giving her an order, and she'd listened to enough of his night-long domination sessions to know how much Y/N valued obedience. So she pulled the toy out, turning it off and dropping it onto the desk she sat on, lip trembling as she looked at him, wondering if it was fair or right to call him Master or not, confused by all of this and raving the sensations taking hold of her, struggling to deal with everything she was feeling.  She simply nodded and sought his approval.

"Good girl," Y/N said, and Dahyun trembled with excitement. "Hm, yes I think you would make a fine addition to my harem. I would love a horny girl to fuck senseless every night, and if you're really this horny all the time, I think you'll be able to keep the other girls happy too. Everyone wins from having a slutty girl around." As he spoke, Y/N closed the distance, until he was right up in front of her, his hands reaching out but coming just short of actually touching her, letting the haunting and wicked presence hang on. She twitched and shuddered and shook under this pressure, just as he hoped. "But if you've been listening in, you know what I want. And what I ask of my girls."

"I'm ready for it," Dahyun whined. "I'll happily submit to you, let you tie me up and dominate me. Discipline me. Make me do what you ask. I'll be your submissive, Master, however you want." She took the plunge, shuddering and shivering as she looked in his eyes, craving his touch so badly, but holding back from actually accepting his touch, nervously twisting and toiling under this mess. She wished so badly to reach out for him, but she held herself back, feeling like he was testing her, like he was making her shudder for his own twisted amusement, but she was happy to, indulging in this pleasure and giving herself up to this mess completely.

The broad, wicked smile Y/N offered her made Dahyun shiver, and the raw delight that followed was something he could savour. His hands finally descended upon her body, making Dahyun gasp and buck in delight. The mere press of his fingertips against her touch-starved body was enough to make her moan, and he hadn't even done much to her yet. He took her hands and pulled them down toward his lap, and with the fullest understanding and excitement, Dahyun began to undo his pants, feverish and aggressive in her pursuit of his cock. With Dahyun obediently at work, Y/N focused more directly on her, pulling her into a hungry and firm kiss, aggressive in how he began to indulge with her, relentless and aggressive in how he touched her.

Being kissed was precisely what Dahyun needed. She craved this, desperate for his touch and for his dominance. The throbbing pulse of his touch was what she craved, and Dahyun was happy to give herself up to all of this, a shivering mess craving his touch fully, lustful and needy in the ways that she worked for his pants. After spending so long fucking herself with a vibrator and overwhelming herself with orgasms that kept her trembling and craving pleasure. She fished out his cock, but not with much ease, in such a weird place and desperately trying to find purchase upon his body. Her hands kept drifting up toward his stomach, under his shirt, feeling his muscles and his firmness.

Dizzy, submissive delight held onto Dahyun tightly as she veered off in all directions, struggling to make sense of everything she was doing here. There was a lot to this mess that she wasn't exactly ready for, but that was what made Dahyun feel so excited, readiness and heat doing to her things she was happy to give up to, completely lost and overwhelmed by this pleasure upon her. Once she got his cock out and her hands firmly around it, Y/N expected to be stroked and touched, expected Dahyun to plead him for his cock. Instead, Dahyun shoved off of the desk and forced Y/N back, onto the desk behind him as he sat herself down onto his cock, slamming herself onto his cock and holding nothing back in the way she went all out in trying to satisfy her urges with his body.

"Fuck me, Master, fuck me, make me into one of your slutty holes for pleasure!" Dahyun howled, clinging tightly to Y/N as she rode him as hard and as fast as she could. Relentless motions up and down guided her hips with something desperate and chaotic, relentless in the way she took him on and worked through the pleasure of complete surrender and indulgence, seeking something twisted and raw, something she craved. After so long in heat and desperate for this pleasure, she wasn't going to hold back. Y/N's cock was so big and so satisfying, giving her exactly what she needed and then plenty more on top of that, igniting within her all of the feelings she needed and craved. Everything here felt so good and so potent, and she couldn't help but crave this all.

Y/N had never seen such desperation before, never felt his cock seized with such vigor and pressure. He groaned in surprise, hands fumbling in their pursuit of Dahyun's hips as he tried to steady things and right the course, feeling everything get completely of his hands as she worked hard and fast up and down his cock. There was a lot to deal with here and Y/N wasn't sure how half of it should have gone, thrown by the way she hopped on and just went to work with his cock, not exactly disobedient in the process of riding him, but what was he supposed to do here? Did he say complain, lift her up off of his cock, and punish her?

"Show me how much you crave my cock," Y/N groaned, deciding he had to lean into this, had to play along and let Dahyun have her fun. she was too horny and her urgency was hardly a selfish one as the snugness of her desperate cunt wrapped snug around his dick. She wanted so badly to be rutted, and Y/N was happy to oblige as he let her bounce up and down his shaft, deciding the best thing to do was to let her have her way with his dick for a moment and show him what she was capable of. The ball was in her court now, and Y/N was certain she could handle this, letting her take control and guide him into the pleasure she lusted after.

Dahyun was all too happy to throw herself into relentless and vigorous indulgence of this pleasure, as she craved the sensations and the heat of getting taken. Her body craved so much, and Dahyun didn't really know how to handle it all, but she wanted so much more, craving the chance to abandon all sense and give up to this madness. After so long spent craving cock, to finally have Y/N inside of her and to know he was just as big as she could have hoped he was from her distant spying, was all that Dahyun could have needed. Relentlessly bouncing up and down on the huge dick and giving herself fully to this mad bliss, the chaos of taking him down felt almost too good to deal with for the horny tofu. She hammered herself down onto his cock, fucking herself into oblivion against his touch and accepting her submissive role, albeit not without a bit of a fight.

"You're lucky you're so cute and so pathetic right now," Y/N growled. "I don't usually let girls be this in control of things. Even Nayeon has learned to bend over and to thank her Master when he fucks her. But you need it so badly, and I want to see just how hard you can go. So for now, I'll let you play free, and I'll spare you getting tied up until after." He really did want to see how energetic she was, how much her heat could do to her, as genuine curiosity flamed up within him. Sana was the only wild girlfriend he had, and she was pretty well composed, not any more horny than her other members were, although in all fairness that was still pretty horny.

But Dahyun blew even Momo's energetic libido out of the water.

He needed to see how much she could take, how long she could keep going for, as her comments about going broke buying batteries in particular intrigued him. He had plenty of rechargeable sex toys now, wonderful premium vibrators that Tzuyu's top dollar had brought into the fray, but the idea of exhausting her budget on fucking herself implied so much energy and intensity... Y/N just had to know if she could keep up with his most shameless of libidos. He had to. If letting her fuck herself into exhaustion on his dick was the only way to truly test it, then Y/N was going to have to take one for the team and let her have her fun atop him. Oh what a horrible sacrifice that was.

Relentless and unstoppable, Dahyun kept her pace dutifully. "Thank you, Master, I promise I will satisfy you!" The conviction and desperation that drove Dahyun gave Y/N all the hope in the world, because she seemed so genuine in how she moved, how she craved this. All he had to do was keep the pleasure moving and to indulge in her hungers, keeping up the pace of her cravings and allowing her to succumb inch by inch to this chaos, never slowing down, never hesitating. With unflinching vigor and the utmost desperation, Dahyun pressed feverishly on, allowing the boldness of her indulgence and her need to satisfy herself on his lap speak for itself. Dahyun was hopelessly horny here and she couldn't do a damn thing but give Y/N and his cock all the pleasure she could muster.

The result was, in short order, the absolute unraveling of both of them. Pleasure bubbled up fiercely, as Dahyun fucked herself to another orgasm, screaming in heat and howling, "Please cum inside of me, Master! Mark me yours by shooting your love seed into me! It’s okay, I'll accept it!" Her desperate snatch clenched down around his cock, there was no holding back against the frustrating swell of pure release he felt take hold of him, as he came hard and deep inside of Dahyun. His cock nearly bottomed out inside of her greedy hole as he came inside of her, filling her desperate snatch with shot after shot of gooey, sticky seed that had her howling and squealing in surprise, lost to this delirious bliss and the raw thrill of being claimed.

Dahyun rode out the searing orgasm, refusing to slow down as she moaned hotter and needier, throwing herself into the of pure oblivion without a care, relentless and greedy now in the ways she moved and indulged. "Fuck me more, Master, please. I need your cock so badly. Fuck me until I can't think any longer!'

The challenge was one Y/N was happy to rise to meet, as he shoved up off of the desk, standing proudly upright and starting to thrust upward with hard, firm motions to bounce Dahyun on his cock, grunting his way through this bliss as he took to fucking her with impunity, reckless and vigorous glee driving his powerful motions as he left his mark on her. His hands clung to her perky ass as he gave her a rough standing fuck, taking charge of things now while her legs wrapped around his waist, refusing to let go of him. As he came inside of her, her heels dug into his back, making him groan harshly as he set her down onto the table for even more.

Laid down onto a desk, Dahyun received her next fucking with her breasts heaving under the pressure of every powerful thrust he gave her. There was nothing but pure glee to be found here, as Dahyun writhed atop the table, spine arching back, hands grabbing her bouncing tits and kneading them while she took his thrusting. Y/N was shameless now about giving her a dose of what she needed, while cock drunk whines of, "You're the only man who can keep up with me, Master," rumbled from her chest, encouraging Y/N to not let up on her no matter what he had to do to keep this disaster going.

Next, Dahyun was flipped over and pounded over the desk again, her legs trembling as they hung just barely over the ground. "You're a stubborn, horny bitch who needs to be put in her place," Y/N groaned as he hammered into her, fierce and relentless with his thrusts. For as frustrated as he sounded amid the hard pounding he gave her, Y/N honestly loved this situation and the chance to fuck as hard as he did, letting nothing slow him down in his mad descent. There was too much here for him to care now about holding anything back, and he let her have it, let her shudder and twist in unraveling glee through this all. Load number four pumped into Dahyun as she squealed in delight and heat.

Spun around so her face rather than her ass was right up at Y/N's cock, Dahyun lay with her head off the edge, making for a straight shot down her throat for Y/N's cock as he thrust down deep, making her gag harshly on his thick shaft plunging down her gullet, while she feverishly fucked herself with her vibrator again, mad and relentless in the self-love she explored so chaotically. Dahyun was happy to be there, happy to be take him on as she endured the vicious throatfucking, loving every second of it and swallowing down every drop of his proud, rich seed.

Still not done yet, Dahyun was lifted up off of the desk and fucked form behind, one hand wrapped around her throat to keep her firmly in place as Y/N called her such nasty and vulgar things, whispering threats into her ear that made her whine and moan in delight. He threatened to tie her up, keep her suspended from the ceiling so she could get fucked by the others with strap-ons like 'some kind of slutty pinata'. She didn't hold back her approval of such treatment, moaning with vigorous delight and approval for everything he had in mind for her. She reaffirmed between squeezes around her throat that he was her Master and that she would obey him utterly.

Y/N fucked Dahyun in every position he could muster, blistering in his aggressive pace and a little bit vindictive in his pursuit of their exhaustion. He fucked her over desks, on the floor, against walls, lifted off of the ground entirely... And still Dahyun screamed for more, relentless and greedy in ways that gave Y/N a rather startling view into just the kind of mess that Dahyun was. He wasn't quite running out of steam himself, but Y/N did have seven other girlfriends who needed his cock too, no way he could just fuck Dahyun all day long, however satisfying a thought that was.

It was finally with Dahyun once more pressed against a wall that she finally showed some sign of slowing down. Her legs weakened around his waist as her eyes rolled back, tongue hanging out in such an expression of cock-drunk ecstasy that he felt he had finally beaten her. She was a twitching, incoherent mess at last. Darkness and lamplight filtered into the room, as they had fucked well into the darkness of the early night, and Y/N was impressed by what Dahyun could do.

Especially as she whined in the midst of all of that, "Fuck me again, Master." Before his eyes, Dahyun straightened herself out, uncrossed her eyes, smiled brightly, and began to grind against him for more. There was no sense to it, and Y/N was so impressed by it that he decided they needed to go right now. Dahyun needed much more than she was getting here. It was not a declaration of defeat, but of acceptance; if Dahyun could shrug that off as just a temporary nothing, he needed the big guns.

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Four nights later, Y/N lay in bed, hands tucked behind his head while Tzuyu and Sana took turns sucking his cock down into their mouths, taking a few turns with bobs of their head before surrendering his shaft to the other. Their fingers interlocked on the base of his spit-soaked cock as they made a game out of servicing him, having a bit on who would be the one to make him cum from these short bursts of fellatio: the winner got eaten out by the other while Y/N spanked the loser.

Hanging suspended from the ceiling, Dahyun took three strap-ons at once. Jeongyeon fucked her pussy, Jihyo claimed her ass, and Momo fucked her mouth, while Chaeyoung and Nayeon sucked on her nipples. The first night that Dahyun came to them an unstoppable slutty juggernaut, everyone was happy to help. But as the days drove on, it became clear to Y/N and all of his harem girls that there was much more going on here than that. The usual 'task' of wearing a vibrator all day only turned her sluttier and more uncontrollable, and she could handle triple penetrations back and forth for hours without stopping. It was quite terrifying.

But Dahyun was one of them now, and they were happy to help in keeping Dahyun well fucked too. They pounded her with strap-ons, sixty-nined, rode double-ended dildos together... Anything they could to get off. She was so unstoppably horny that she helped everyone else stay happy, as Y/N's cock became stretched more and more thin by his needs to satisfy all these girls. And he was thankful they could keep her happy too, because if nobody could tire Dahyun out, he'd have no time to keep his other girlfriends happy.

But Y/N decided he needed to aggressively lock down every pussy he decided he wanted, and to expand much more aggressively. Master needed his pets, and as he looked down at Tzuyu and Sana, thoughts of who to begin seeking out next ran through his head. The last piece to the puzzle was none other than Mina. Once he'd acquired Mina, he would have all of TWICE under him…

[Master P9 FINALE] Orders (Mina x Male Reader)

For anyone else, the offer of some coffee to make up for bumping into someone was an innocent enough act. And Y/N hadn't really meant to mow over Mina while walking down the hall carrying boxes, that was entirely a mistake. He couldn't even see what he was doing when the girl rounding the corner collided with him, but all the same he helped her up, a bit frustrated she was delayed in her arrival to her destination which seemed all too weird, but when he offered to get her some coffee, she seemed receptive. Bossily telling him where they would meet and at what time, but he didn't mind that too much either; she knew what she wanted at least, and Y/N found himself curious about how strictly regimented everything she did was.

Everything about the phrase, "You will meet me at nineteen hundred hours at the JYP Soul Cup Café, and you will order me a black coffee with vanilla bean foam," sounded like a very firm and certain expression of precisely what she wanted when she wanted it. It piqued some curiosity within him, and he was happy to meet her there. Sure, he really did want to make it up to her, but a cute, white, elegant, long haired girl like her with a bossy tone? Oh, that had something appealing written all over it, and after all the conquests he'd been indulging in. Mina remained as his last trophy to his set, any remaining shred of patience or restraint had snapped. Tzuyu was a turning point for Y/N now; when he saw a woman and wanted her, he got her, and right now Mina was at the top of the list.

He arrived at the cafe for seven, just as planned, only to find that Mina was already sitting at a table waiting for him, not particularly impatient or angry, but certainly waiting. Y/N quickly moved over toward the table. "Oh, sorry for making you wait. I didn't get the time wrong, did I?"

"No, you didn't. But if you're early you're on time, if you're on time you're late." She was very firm and composed. Y/N remembered the last composed Twice member he drilled. Fuck, he'd gotten nearly all of them now. Mina being the only one left. Maybe Mina could go the same way.

"Alright," he said with a small laugh. "I'll go get our coffees, you just wait right here. Black coffee with vanilla bean foam, right? You want a muffin or anything with it.'

"Blueberry will be fine." Always business. Y/N gave a weary smile and a nod, then went off to get them their coffees and just some baked goods on the side to try and space things out a little bit. He was back before long, handing Mina her drink, not sure why she would contrast pitch black coffee with something so frilly on top, but he didn't want to ask those kinds of questions.

Instead, he started to make all the usual small talk, but as a pair of JYP label mates, they quickly began talking about what's going on and their worries. More specifically, Mina began talking about JYP a whole lot. How it was a great company that brought discipline into her life, that made her appreciate routine and time and following orders. It was a lot and she simply did not stop talking once she started, which was curious enough already for Y/N, but he found himself all the more intrigued as he began to pick up on a vibe with her: discipline seemed like it was hard wired into her very being, and it just so happened that Y/N was particularly interested in discipline of a different kind.

Mina was still talking, thinking Y/N was paying close attention to what she was saying when he was off plotting nefarious things. "And really, waking up at the exact same moment every day might sound bad, but it instills a sense of focus and timing in you that--"

"Take off your panties." Y/N cut her off swiftly, his voice heavy with authority. He knew how to command a woman, and he brought that talent to the forefront now.

Mina stopped talking, eyes widening with worry, with confusion He hadn't just said that. He couldn't have. Shaking her head, she asked, "Can you repeat that, please?'

Y/N was firm. "Take off your panties," he said, slower this time. "That's an order."

Mina sat very still for a second, meeting his gaze with an uncertain and worried tension, while Y/N seemed nothing but firm in his desire to see this through. "Yes sir," she said, nodding politely and reaching her hand underneath the table, up her skirt. It took minimal fidgeting for her to get her panties out, and as Y/N held his hand out toward her, she was overwhelmed by a throb of heat and weirdness. She took her panties off, gently folded them, and placed them into his open palm. She then sat steady and awaited another order.

That went easier than Y/N expected it to, but once he knew that Mina was receptive to being spoken to like this he knew what he was absolutely in the best position now to have his fun. "Follow me," he said, rising up from his seat and leaving half his drink and a bit of muffin left, as he walked out of the cafe. Mina followed steadily after him, walking in firm strides behind Y/N. Not beside him. Of course not beside him. He had told her to follow. She strode firmly and silently behind him, not saying anything, but feeling herself getting so wet as she wondered where this was going, watching as Y/N stuffed his underwear into her pocket and she walked without them.

Y/N moved with confident strides that carried on firmly, made a direct show of what he wanted from her, and he was unafraid of what he was up to. Mina was something special, and Y/N was about to really drive that specialness home as his nefarious plans came to fruition. He didn't stop his march until he had Mina right where he wanted her, a block down from the cafe and in a lightly crowded section of the city. There weren't a lot of people around, but there were enough people around. He turned around, Mina stopped before him, standing like a soldier at attention. Oh, she was a fun one.

"Strip yourself down to nothing but your boots and your socks," he said, once more clear, once more firm. He slung a backpack off of his shoulders. "Put them all into here."

The tremble of her jaw was a sign she was having second thoughts, and Y/N was excited and frustrated by it at the same time. "But we're in public," she said, eyes darting about nervously. "S-sir. We're in public sir." Mina wasn't sure why she referred to Y/N like that. Why was she so firm and formal and respectful to him? She was another person. Just a JYP idol who probably wasn't even as good as she was with his general lack of discipline. And yet there he was, talking to her, commanding her. And she let him. Even defying his order came with a deferential 'sir'. What was she doing?

Y/N responded with a slap across her face. Just a hard smack of his open palm, one that rang out and the gaze of everyone nearby snap toward the commotion. "DO not question my orders or make me repeat myself," he said, voice growing harsh now, the threat of punishment and discipline looming over Mina.

It shook her. Shook her in ways deep and startling. She wasn't just taking orders from Y/N, but the idea she had defied one brought on a kind of guilt reserved only for her actual superiors. He was having an odd effect on her, and she was nervous about this, but Mina did as she was told. Even though her hands shook as she did so, Mina started by taking off her gloves, then began to unbutton her top, struggling to undo them as the clumsiness washed over her, but she was firm. It came open, showing the plain white bra she wore beneath, which was next to follow once she had her shirt off. Her skirt came off easily enough, but her panties gave her some trouble given that she was still wearing her boots.

Her bare, smooth body was exposed completely. Strangers stared ready at her, watching and admiring, and she felt so nervous about this, wondering how to contain herself as she continued to accept her needs and her wants. She was unable to grasp this mess and her deepening swells of heat, a lust getting to her and inducing pure worry now within her. Her slender form drew so much gaze, and her cheeks lit up. "Even the beret, sir?" she asked, biting her lip tightly. She was overwhelmed by this, and she found herself very much not ready for this.

"Especially the beret. It won't stay on through what I have planned." Y/N didn't hide his smug grin. He loved what he saw even more than what he heard, and he liked what he heard too. 'Sir'. Y/N loved being called Master, but sir had a special ring to it for a composed girl like Mina, and he felt like it was a fun angle to keep playing at. he watched with a smug delight as Mina took her hat off and placed it all in the bag, her cheeks so bright, her body so shaky, but what he really took to noticing was how Mina's pussy was dripping down onto the ground She stood on.

The throbbing embarrassment of this situation was maddening. Mina couldn't help herself, feeling so scared and shocked and overwhelmed as she endured this madness, as she felt the swell of embarrassment rising up through her hot and sudden, the startling rush of weird and unfocused desires doing to her things she felt frightened by. She was so unbelievably turned on and she didn't understand why, too busy wondering and being afraid of what her superiors would think of this. Her real superiors. Her company managers would have seen her in such a state of sloppy, slutty indecency. She was an embarrassment to TWICE (or so she thought) looking like this. Out here in public. Obeying a man who was just a friebe. This was disrespectful and unbecoming and absolutely wrong.

Her hand reached over her modest breasts to try and cover them, another trying to obscure the sight of her pussy dripping with lurid and indecent implication. She was a horny mess who was far too exposed and far too public right now. Y/N responded by swatting her hands away and giving her face another slap, then striking her bare ass for good measure. "No," he said firmly. "Do not cover yourself up. You will march down the street beside me, and you will let everyone see what a whore you are, do you understand? This is an order."

Whimpering and hanging her head in the most confused and desperate shame, Mina simply said, "Yes sir," as she continued her shameful descent downward with no idea how to make this stop or how to contain her thoughts.

The march down the street was a horrible one, with Mina feeling the eyes on her. Some ogled her fit and perky body, others looked on with disdain and disgust for her display of public nudity, and Mina wondered what Y/N's intentions were as she moved forward, as she tried to ignore the dripping trail she left behind. Her pussy was soaked, and she didn't understand how this could turn her body on, especially as her mind remained so focused on the embarrassment and on the way she was letting so many people down.

"T-this is so wrong," Mina whined. "If my sunbaenims saw this, they would scream at me for days. This is so unbecoming, and inappropriate. It's not right, sir." Why was she still calling him sir? She sucked down trembling breaths, even as she marched with firm precision and a certainty that made everything all very direct, all very sinful. She didn't know how to deal with the sensations that surged through her, and that only deepened the heady mix of desperate confusion and throbbing lust that held onto her, that captivated her so much.

Y/N brushed it off. "You're following orders," he said. "Keep marching. You don't answer them right now, you answer to me."

By the time they had walked a few blocks in this shameful state, the staring and the humiliation and the confusion got to Mina too much. Her thighs were soaking wet, white thigh-highs clearly drenched, her pussy downright glistening now in the light of the streetlamps. There was nothing about this she could make sense of, and she didn't know how to try, as she chewed her lip, wondering how to deal with how hot this was getting her and how wrong it was. She was letting down everybody with this, she told herself, almost turning her worries into a self-flagellating mantra.

And then, without warning, Y/N reached out between her legs and simply touched her. It just took the plunge of two fingers and the press of his thumb against her clit to bring Mina to an orgasm that made her shriek, her legs giving out as she fell to her knees, yelling loudly and leaking even hotter all over the place, an orgasm burning through her that was so wrong and shameful and intense that she felt something inside of her snap. The humiliation was still there. The shame. But now it began to ignite something within her,and began to make her thirst.

"You see? Just like I said. A whore." Y/N was dismissive as he turned to stand right in front of the naked and trembling woman, down on her knees dealing with the aftershocks of a powerful and unexpected climax. "Her cunt sopping wet after exposing herself to strangers, so horny it took one touch for her to cum so hard she couldn't stand anymore. You're right, I'm sure your staff would be disappointed to see they've trained a brazen cockwhore who loves exposing herself. But fortunately for you, I like that kind of woman under my command." Y/N reached toward his pants, getting right up in Mina's face, not caring for a moment he was in the middle of the street and that people were definitely stopping to marvel at this spectacle.

"D-do you mean that, sir?' she asked, trembling, eyes shifting between Y/N's eyes and toward his lap in her face, to the bulge in his pants. She knew where this was going. Oh god she knew exactly what this foretold, and she found herself salivating at the thought of it, wrong as it was. "I feel so ashamed of myself. Do you really think I'm good at following orders? That I belong under your command?" The way that she had inspired his wrathful discipline hit her hard, and the way she obeyed him in defiance of everything decent hit her harder.

"I think you're going to prove that you can." He slowly fished out his cock, his massive shaft swatting her against the cheek. "And you can show it by fulfilling my next order. I need my cock nice and wet so I can take your ass with it, and right now the only thing to do that is your mouth. So worship my cock, slut."

The eagerness washing over Mina was one she understood to be pretty weird and fucked up and wrong. But she did it anyway, starting to lick his cock even as she trembled with confusion and arousal. Her eyes softened, staring loftily up toward Y/N before closing entirely, and she really didn't know how to deal with what was happening to her. This was so bizarre, but any attempt she made to try and parse that and reason her way through this mess simply failed miserably, a show of complete hopelessness that proved more and more solidifying of the idea that she was best off doing exactly as Y/N told her.

Her tongue slithered across his cock, painting it with her spit as she went. Y/N's groans of adoration felt so rewarding, reaffirmed to her that she was doing a good job and that she ought to continue, even though she was really, really not in a place where that should have been a factor. She could hear the murmuring of people who had straight-up stopped on the sidewalk to watch this happen, to watch some naked girl slobbering all over a man's dick right in public. It was a strange sight even by the standards of Seoul and all the craziness that often transpired in the city.

The more she licked Y/N's cock, the more bold Mina found herself being, opening up to more and more weird and heated desire getting to something relentless, and she gave up more and more to these feelings, to desires racing on stronger and hotter, out of control. In short order, she wasn't just licking his cock; it was resting on her lips and she was pushing her way forward, taking him properly into her mouth. She needed to complete these orders, needed to satisfy his commands and give him what he wanted. If he wanted his cock completely wet and primed, she had to do her best to obey and to fulfill his commands.

But she shouldn't. The endless back and forth only drove Mina more crazy as she struggled to handle these messes of sensations wishing she understood what was going on and how to make sense of it. There didn't feel like any sense here, though. It felt hot and weird and confusing, as she tried her best to deal with this and only succumbed deeper to this weird mess, to the desperation and confusion of this moment. Anyone who knew her would have been horrified and embarrassed. her managers would have been furious. But that somehow made it feel better, as she continued to drip all over the floor, arousal and heat overwhelming something that had Mina wondering how she could be so turned on in defiance of her own dignity.

Back and forth she worked along Y/N's cock, slurping on his shaft and giving him a world class blowjob. Mina wasn't even that experienced, but for the sake of following orders now, she would do everything she had to do, All for him. Which Y/N knew, and which Y/N was happy to exploit and take advantage of, as he grabbed the back of her head and shoved her down, tugging her down and forcing his way down her throat. Mina gagged, eyes opening wide in panic as she felt the brutal penetration of her throat, felt the punishing heat washing over her. She wasn't prepared for this and she definitely did not know how to handle a cock down her throat.

Not that it mattered. Y/N stared down at her firmly, saying "You have to get my cock wet," and that was all Mina really needed. In some insane way this gave her courage and strength even as she gagged on the big cock plunging down her throat, an excess of panic and heat doing to her things that were definitely not okay. She was lost to this, and she didn't have any hope of fighting it, giving in deeper and steeper, head spinning in the mess of confusion. She choked on Y/N's cock, but she choked with a sense of duty, with a deep and messy push forward, advancing in desperation and accepting that she just had to give in to this. She had no choice here, no option but to sink in and break down.

She was already breaking so much from anything sensible, and the idea of not only disgracing her staff but also disobeying permission to go out? That would have been the worst of both worlds. Mina gave in to chaos and allowed this to all get the better of her. Reckless motions of her head deepening the appreciation and the hunger showed off something unbelievable. Drool bubbled around her lips and spilled down her naked body, adding to the puddle of her own cunt juices pooling on the ground. Mina was a mess, but an obedient mess. A mess who followed orders and respected command, even if it wasn't coming from the 'right' place, even if she was definitely in over her head and not in a good place to be doing any of this.

But for her hard work, Mina gave Y/N what he needed. He came without warning. His cock twitched and pulsed, sending cum pumping down her throat and filling her stomach with cum. It was sudden and insane and utterly disrespectful, but it was absolute ecstasy now, and Mina trembled under a need to know what more she could enjoy as she remained firmly in place, waiting, aching, craving.

Y/N's cock withdrew from Mina's throat, sloppy strands of spit coating it, connecting it to Mina's mouth. "That looks slick to me," he said, utterly uncaring about the fact that people were around. He kind of liked it this way, in fact. he liked that there was an audience for this as he clapped his hands together. "Up to your feet, turn around, and fuck your ass down onto my cock." The merciless intentions were only going to go into deeper and harsher places.

Dizzy, nodding, confused, Mina rose to her feet and turning slowly around, bending forward  and staring out toward a group of people watching this all, and she had to face people who were marveling at her depravity, rather than just looking at Y/N's lap. It didn't do much to make her feel good about this, as she was stuck very much overwhelmed and feeling the shame, knowing she would have been absolutely destroyed, punished, and lose all chance of freedom if her managers knew about any of this.

None of that stopped her from pushing her round, perky butt against Y/N's cock and then applying firm and steady pressure to ease her way down onto it, even in spite of her better interests. Startled moans followed, as she let out hot gasps, shaking her head and muttering to herself, "This is wrong," as she began to push her way along his shaft. His fat cock opened her up and brought swells of incredible sensations that Mina absolutely needed more of, craved more of. She bit down on her pride and her tongue, starting to work back and forth to indulge in his cock, giving him all of the sweet and lustful indulgence she could muster.

Y/N held firm. "Just like that, good girl," he said, watching her butt shake as she shoved it back against his lap, the bounce and the jiggle in her motions catching his eye and holding it firm. He loved what he saw, and loved even more that he had Mina so obediently giving herself to it, accepting the mess of pleasure with absolutely no control over herself. It was an incredible thing to behold and he savoured this mess as he held firm, as he stood proudly in place and let this girl fuck her ass onto his cock with absolutely no sense of self-preservatory patience or reason. Mina didn't bring objections or try to stand up for herself here, she just took his thrusts and accepted the rolling heat and vigor, the darkness swelling hotter within her.

Continuing to mutter to herself about how wrong this was, Mina fucked faster down onto his cock, making a public spectacle of the way her tight ass received this hard stretching out with Y/N's fat cock. She wasn't in control of herself any more, as shame drove her pleasures and the idea of restraint felt like a distant dream. She was just hungry and wanton now, giving herself to this madness and losing herself to the cravings and the desires that held fast and refused to let up. The idea of breaking from command for something so sloppy, for acting like a whore... It was as exciting as it was utterly degrading, and the way people stared at her began to induce deeper pulses of a strange, misplaced excitement, something that grew more hunger by the second as she gave herself to this heat.

"Do you like my cock up your ass, bitch?" Y/N asked with a hard smack across her cheeks.

"Yes, sir!" Mina whined, head rolling back. "It feels amazing, sir. I've never taken anything as big as you before, but I'm so ready to learn and to grow able to serve you. It's my honour, sir." She felt like a woman of two entirely different beliefs right now, wavering dizzily between shame and worry for what she was doing, and deep acceptance of loving every second of this. It left Mina more confused, more hopeless, and she wasn't prepared to make any sort of grounded or reasonable  offering here. This all just kept happening, and everything made for such a mess of pounding heat and desire that she just had to embrace it.

The public nature of all this fucking stopped bothering her like it should have. She didn't know why for the life of her, but Mina found herself hooked on this, hooked on the raw embarrassment of having Y/N ruining her, having him fuck her into utter submission and wear her down. She was lost here, giving up to this and having to accept it. Each imposition of his will upon her deepened her shame but also deepened the reward she got from obeying, from listening to Y/N and doing what he wanted, her hips now wild and feverish as she took on this mess, racing faster to fuck herself down onto him.

"Good, because from now on, you're going to be an anal only slut like you big-assed Twice fucktoys should be. You are never allowed to touch your pussy for pleasure, and nobody can eat you out. Do you understand?" Y/N struck her ass again. he rode high on this pleasure, and watching Mina turn from worried and nervous idol to wanton anal whore filled him with deep excitement, with the kind of lustful need and heat he craved, knowing she was absolutely incapable of helping herself out of this mess. Mina was his now.

"Yes, sir!" But this time Mina didn't just acknowledge the order. She came. She squealed and shivered and twisted about in bubbling desire, body thrashing under this mess of ecstasy as even in front of everyone, she gave up to this pleasure, her climax raw and feverish, overwhelming her from deep within. Her excitement was public and it made her legs give out again, as she collapsed down onto the ground once more, face down, ass up, deliriously mumbling and whimpering as his last drops of cum dripped onto her ass. Maybe her choreographers would be furious with her, ashamed of her. Want to yell and scream and punish her. But she had only one superior now, and he was giving her exactly what she wanted.

Y/N didn't hesitate to get into place and shove down into her ass again. "I'm not done yet," he groaned, grabbing her hips and fucking her ass raw while she gibbered and whined, heaving under the pressure of getting pounded where she lay. "Everyone is staring at you becoming my whore, but you're doing good. Following orders. I want a dirty fuckslut who knows how to obey, and who I won't have to discipline, and you're doing amazing at being that. You're not going to wear panties or a bra anymore either. You're going to be completely bare under your skirt, and if you accidentally flash someone, what will you do?"

"I won't apologize or cover myself, because everyone should see what a whore I am, s-sir." Mina struggled to speak and focus, drawn deeper down into the confused heat and haze of being ravaged. She loved this, and she didn't know how to deal with how much she loved it, but she knew she needed more, heaving and aching, completely lost to this molten lust and a surrender getting too powerful to handle. "Just like everyone can see me now, with my juniors cock shoved up my ass, dominating me!"

Fuck, she was getting into the angle he played at, too. Y/N couldn't believe what a kinky bitch he'd landed here, but he wasn't at all surprised the upright ones were such freaks. He'd banged Sana and Nayeon before. "That's right, black swan. Everyone is watching, and you are going to continue to serve excellently, aren't you?"

Mina trembled and ached, nodding in delirious, panicked excitement as she gave herself up to something so weird and hazy that she didn't know how to handle it. She loved this so much, and she didn't want these spiraling swells of sensation to ever stop. "Yes sir, of course sir!" This was ecstasy, and Mina refused to let up on any of it as Y/N taught her so much about discipline. She was already primed for this, already convinced being told what to do was the way to go. Y/N had just been the one to capitalize on it and dominate her.

While Mina's back and forth shoving against his ass had been intense, the fervor Y/N showed her tight backdoor was much, much harsher. He held nothing back, vigorously, and recklessly fucking her tight hole as hard as he could, making her burn and shudder and struggle under what he was capable of doing to her, leaving Mina helpless and dizzy, lost to feelings of chaos and need too primal to handle. She was his. Utterly, completely his, and she couldn't deal with what came with all of that, what burned through her as she learned what submission was and how good it all could feel, her ass hole stretched out by a fat cock and subjected to bliss.

The crowd remained firm. Mina looked around at them, dizzy, feeling the judgment, the lust, the weird heat and shame. She came from all of it, gasping and screaming through another orgasm. Through the first of several, as Y/N decided to keep up the pace and fuck her into delirium, to make sure it stuck by breaking her into another fuck-addled wreck who wouldn't be able to resist coming back for more, hooked on his cock now just like the rest. Each shot of cum gushed deep into her ass and she came with rapid fire ecstasy, climax after climax showing her what anal pleasure could be and leaving her addicted to it.

His final load involved rolling Mina over onto her back so he could cum all the front of her, painting her with his spunk while she lay ruined and cock drunk, eyes rolled back, all of her body done for. Y/N stood for a moment over her, then grabbed her limp and helpless body, ready to do the decent thing instead of leaving Mina on the street. After all, she was his now, and nobody was doing anything untoward to his girls. He brought her to a seedy motel where he could buy a cheap room, leaving her passed out on the bed with her clothes, aside from the bra and panties that he threw out on his out the door.

When Mina awoke, she found a note with orders written in sharp, tight handwriting. They instructed her to buy mini vibrators to stick up her ass and place on her nipples, ordered her to walk around with them all day. Every day. He would contact her with instructions soon, but she was to retrieve her new items first thing in the morning and await further orders from him. He signed it 'Y/N'.

"Yes, sir," she said softly to herself, falling back onto the bed a panting, smiling mess. She looked forward to what her Master had in mind for her, and she wanted to express that excitement, rolling onto her knees and reaching around behind toward her ass. She wouldn't touch her pussy. Not even in private. Not even a little. Mina was a good girl who followed orders perfectly, and she was happy now to learn just how good following orders could feel.

And with that, Y/N has successfully gotten all of TWICE under his control. To have all these beauties under him was a pipe dream weeks ago. But now, he's living the life that a few would even dream of.

The End