Bucket List (ft. TWICE’s Nayeon) - [Chapter 1]

“Fuck.” The tired voice of Im Nayeon echoes around the empty classroom, her body rising and falling with each gasp of breath she catches post-exertion. “We've… (huff) sealed the deal… (pant) You’ll help me… (huff) with my graduation… (huff) bucket list… (pant, pant).” Behind her, you sink on a chair, catching your breath as well, your softening cock glistening with a mixture of your semen and the fluids from the orgasm that you had fucked Im Nayeon through. A trail of white flowed out of Nayeon’s freshly used, fucked pussy, further staining the carpet below, which was already covered in puddles of her slick from her squirting orgasms earlier.

Nayeon rose from the table she was bent over and fucked on. Her formerly immaculate chestnut brown hair, styled in a neat centre parting and running down to her clavicles, was now matted with sweat; some of her hair sticking to her forehead and framing the sides of her face. Her face down to her chest was flushed in red, her nipples still hardened, as she stood naked in front of you. Sweat runs down from her hair, down to her nape. You eye one of the droplets travelling down her body, following its trail down to her clavicle, then down between the valley of her breasts. Idly, she runs her middle and ring finger over the lips of her pussy, collecting your leaking cum and bringing it to her lips for a taste. She then sinks to her knees, wrapping her lips around your cock before giving it a swirl with her tongue to clean it, releasing it with a loud ‘pop’ before rising with a satisfied smirk.

Nayeon casually strolls over to her haphazardly discarded blouse and skirt, putting on each piece of discarded clothing when she finds them. “Here, souvenirs.” She flings her bra and panties on your lap as she leaves the classroom. “I’ll text you later. Thanks for the fuck. Ciao~” she raises a hand in a lazy wave, turning to you with a bright grin, her fingers working up the buttons as the door to the classroom closes behind her.

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[Reader POV]

Getting pulled into Im Nayeon’s 'Graduation Bucket List’ wasn’t something you ever intended on doing. This was easily the filthiest thing you would ever do in your life, and the entire plot centered around one Im Nayeon and her carnal desires.

She was Seoul University’s It Girl - intelligent, social, confident, fit, gorgeous, and not to mention, rich. She would always appear on campus wearing the best money could buy. It would be the furthest from the truth to say that she was of the stereotypical rich It Girl type - rude, judgemental, shallow, arrogant, blah blah. Nayeon was a pleasant girl with a bright smile and greetings for the people she meets in her daily routines, and she was visibly confident in herself, carrying herself with purpose and drawing in all those she interacted with. She regularly topped in grades under her course of study in Film, and was also always invited to every party there was in university. Every person wanted to either be Im Nayeon, be around Im Nayeon, or be with Im Nayeon.

You weren’t someone that wasn’t popular too. You were just a few places behind Nayeon, and you were also a member of the university’s Debate Team, just as Nayeon was. You were easily well-liked by those around you, though you kept very few around your inner circle. Nayeon was someone you were acquainted with, but was not really considered a friend. Both of you would always exchange a wave and a smile every time you met before moving on to your separate ways, considering she was both a clubmate and coursemate. It was funny how both of you did not interact with each other much. However, this would all change when Im Nayeon offered a hard bargain that you could not resist.

Nayeon was someone you did find very pretty, cute, and admittedly hot. This woman had a beautiful pair of close set eyes, two adorable bunny teeth that peeked out when she grinned, and her gummy smile always reached her eyes - a marvel in itself. Her round cheeks were adorable and you found yourself wanting to squeeze them sometimes, from how cute they were. She was joyful and a pleasure to interact with, since she was very genuine. Her body was something to die for as well, evident by the number of men who would fall over just for a chance to bed the Goddess of Seoul University. She was blessed with a set of average sized breasts, perfect on her frame, and a cute butt, and she kept herself relatively fit, though she did have some love handles from her skirts or shorts sometimes. Not that there was anything wrong with it - after all, beauty standards were pretty dumb anyway when each person had differing opinions and tastes. 

Point is, to you, Nayeon was just as every bit an ideal girl just as she was to the rest of the male population enrolled in Seoul U. After all, with a smile like this…

… and a body like this …

… naturally, it wasn’t hard to admire her.

How you got involved sexually with Nayeon though, was a bit of a story.

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[Nayeon’s POV]

I’d always been a good girl growing up. This was not to say I was 100% Little Miss Perfect, that’s some bullshit. I’d always been taught to greet everyone with a smile and to treat everyone politely. These were values I held dear to me, and I love being pleasant to deal with. I know a lot of people would think that I’m a bitch to deal with because of my wealth, but I’m confident I’ve proved them wrong by now.

I love being a good girl - I wouldn’t have done it for so long if I did not like it. However, being on the good side for a good 23 years, I yearned to break some barriers and do something bad. I wanted to feel free, to do something I’d never done before. For the past 23 years, I’d always been the model student, the model daughter, the model person. I’d grown tired of that. I want to break my mould - do something naughty, prove to myself and the world that inside me, deep down inside, I was more than just a goody two shoes, and expose the sluttiest side of Im Nayeon. My plan was simple. I’d been brewing on it for an extended period of time, and I’d decided that as of right now, on my graduating year, I’d put it in motion. 

Before I elaborate on my plan, I’ll provide some background information, I guess. I’d mentioned I was never Little Miss Perfect, right? That would be obvious - no human was ever perfect. When I was 18, I’d found pornography on the internet, and I, of course, indulged in the consumption of it. This was not to say I got addicted, no - of course I controlled the amount of porn I consumed. However, I did spend many nights driving myself to orgasm watching pornography or reading smut. 

Through the years of university, I’d found that I was very into public play: videos of students fucking in universities got me off the hardest. I’d squirted so many times watching videos of students fucking in the student lounges, in classrooms, in showers, in the dorms, all that jazz. The smut I’d read would also involve public sex, and for both types of porn, I’d always imagine myself having sex in those places. Classrooms, lecture theatres, the showers in the gym, I don’t care. I just wanted to get fucked in public. 

If it wasn’t having sex in public, I would settle for public nudity and public masturbation too. I just wanted to do sexual things in public. Walk around naked, fuck myself until I squirt, or have a dude fuck me.

So, with that covered, my magnum opus of a plan: the Graduation Bucket List - a plan where I’d find a dude and get him to fuck me in a few places of my choosing. If he wasn’t available, I’d just do it myself. 

The world will finally see their “perfect” Im Nayeon fall apart to reveal the slutty and perverted Im Nayeon.

Now, which boy would be the one to fuck my pussy?

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Narrowing down a boy would be pretty hard… I may be slutty, but I’m not a whore that spreads her legs for any organism that walks on two legs and has a dick. 

Now, what would be my criteria? 

Firstly, he needs to be able to maintain secrecy of this at all times. Trustworthy. I can’t have this leaking out and ruining my beautiful image.

Secondly, I need someone dependable. No flaking on me; if he’s down to fuck, he’s down to fuck anywhere, anytime.

Thirdly, I want someone that’s not a creep. The thought of some fat, ugly bastard sweating and grunting like a pig while fucking me turns me off so much. I already have enough of those within my “fans”, with the reputation I have in school, and my God-given looks.

Lastly, I want someone cute and experienced! A pleasant face to look at while he plows my slutty pussy in public is a huge plus, and it’s even better if he can give me good fucks! I want to be fucked thoroughly!

Oh, now to narrow down the list…

The criteria weeds out most of my simps. Good. These simps would never know respect and manners if it slapped them in the face. Their catcalling and blatant sexual harassment of me has angered me multiple times but there was never a chance to prove it. They’re the reason why the criteria exists anyway. God knows they’d sell me out in a heartbeat if they knew their “Goddess” was a slutty bitch wishing to be plowed in public. Not only that, they’d be creepy about it, the fat, ugly, sweaty, smelly bastards. I’d be nothing but a one-and-done deal to them.

Okay, actual boys now. Let’s see where to start… How about in Film? 

Kim Jin Suk… okay, he was cute, but also a bit of a prude. I also don’t know him enough to let him anywhere near my pussy. 

Jonathan Lee… a snob. He also came from a rich family, but the wealth and power has gotten to his head. Rumor has it that he’s a playboy and a womanizer. I’m not about that life.

Yang Jong Suk… his attitude in life and towards his work is something I detest. If you’re breathing, you have a purpose. If you’re given a task, your purpose is to do it to the best of your ability. Jong Suk has never been, and could not be bothered to fulfil any purpose. A fucking turn off personified.

Hmm… Debate Team. Debate is made out of nerds. They seem inexperienced and too studious for me. What fun would they find in this like I do?

Oh, [Y/N L/N]! A common factor in both Debate and Film! Hmm…

Criterion One: Trustworthiness - I’ve heard him stop his friends from spreading rumors and gossiping, and resisting any attempts from his friends in getting him to divulge what appears to be secrets. I guess that’s a check.

Criterion Two: Dependability - I’ve heard in passing that he thinks that if he takes on a task, he’ll ensure he finishes it to the best of his ability. I guess that was true, on any projects I’ve worked on with him, all the work he’d produced was something that always met my high standards, and on time too. I’d seen how hard he worked. That’s a check for me.

Criterion Three: Not A Creep - Oh, there was no way in hell [Y/N] was a creep. He’d barely glanced at any girl that put herself in his way, though I’ve heard he’s had exes before. It wasn’t in my place to ask though. I’d seen him treat every girl he’d interacted with with the utmost respect as required. His eyes never roamed around a girl’s body (almost, correction, I’ll elaborate later), and most girls always had nice things to say about him. It was nice to see someone who held the same ideals as I had - manners, politeness, respect. 

Criterion Four: Cute! Experienced! - He was handsome and cute. Hot, even. I’d seen him shirtless in the gym, and when he went for runs. I’d always leave blushing and giggling after catching a glimpse. Cute, check! Experience though… I don’t know.

Well, only one way to find out! No one said this plan was without risk.

I’m Im Nayeon. I’ll make it work.

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[Reader POV]

You were going through your daily routine of classes. Rarely did your schedule deviate - go for classes in the morning, have a simple lunch at the school cafeteria, and then return for afternoon classes before going to the gym. However, in your graduation year, the schedule had changed - most of your time was spent working on your final year project. This left a lot of spare time on your hands, since classes were kept minimal and the scheduling slotted in much time for “Project Work”. Clearly the school trusted their students to want to pass and graduate. Today though, your schedule would change a lot.

“Hey, [Y/N]! Can we speak privately?”

Oh, Im Nayeon. You did a scan of her fashion, since she always looked immaculate. Were those black sneakers? Oh, black knee high socks, a beautiful belted skirt with three buttons to the left, and a light blue blouse. Her centre parted hair was tied up behind her head, the loose strands of hair falling to her clavicles and framing her face. A slight hopeful smile flashed on her face. She looked so pretty. 

You raised an eyebrow. “Hello Nayeon. Sure, now?” Nayeon shakes her head. “Not right now, I have to go for another thing. How about we meet outside the Seoul U cafe at 3pm? Is that a good time?”

You nod, wondering what she wanted with you. Nayeon flashes a big grin at your nod, her eyes crinkling. “See you later!” She waves bye, turning and walking off to whatever she had on next.

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It did not take long for people to find out Im Nayeon had seemingly asked you out publicly. Never mind that it seemed strictly platonic, people’s tongues wagged. 

Your friends tackled you the first chance they had. “Tell me bro, did the Im Nayeon really ask you out? THE Im Nayeon?” “Yeah bro, what did she say?” “Bro, you’ve gotta tell us, bro.”

You laugh. “It’s nothing, guys. She just asked me to meet at 3, outside Seoul U cafe. Nothing else! Really!” Your friends stare at you in amazement. “No way, you’re lying. We thought it was bullshit… What’re you wearing? You can’t just meet Im Nayeon looking like this!”  You laugh once more, brushing off their incessant questions. You had other things to do, clearly thinking that whatever Im Nayeon had for you wasn’t anything important.

Word travelling around quickly had its effects though, since every guy seemed to now notice you with jealousy or anger, and the girls either stared at you in amazement, or some form of disdain. This was new, but you couldn’t be fucked to care. After all, you knew Im Nayeon was just as human as the rest of them, regardless of your admiration of her. Sure, she might be the model person or model girlfriend, but she was just as human as everyone else. You did lock eyes with some particularly angry men though, and you dimly recall them as a group you personally termed as “Im Nayeon’s Simping Apes”. You ignored their stares though - your Final Project would not complete itself.

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3pm rolled around quickly. You shut your laptop, pulling your hoodie over your shoulders. Packing up your things, you made your way to Seoul U Cafe.

Im Nayeon was already standing outside the cafe, rocking forward and backwards slightly, her hands in her pockets as her lips shaped themselves in a pout. You’d seen her grow throughout the years, since you’d been her classmate and clubmate throughout. From her first year, many fawned over her looks, you included, but you did not ever approach her. After all, she probably did not need another male to be fawning over her, and you did not want to join the gaggle of shallow males who were vying for her attention. However, every time you’d encountered her presence, she’d easily be described as cute. This word would stick to her all the way until now, where both of you were graduating soon. She was no different now, and seeing her waiting like that reinforced her impression in your mind.

“Hi, Nayeon.” Nayeon jumped away from you, squealing. Recognition flashed on her features, before she frowned and began to slap you on the arm. “Yah, [Y/N]! You scared me!” She had her cheeks puffed, a bit of a pout showing, making her look like Snowball, the bunny. After a few more slaps and a punch for good measure, you entered the cafe with her. She pulled you by the hand to the back, sitting down at the corner seat, grinning. “Sit! Here’s the menu, I really love their waffles and ice cream here. Get their coffee too!” After the waitress took your orders, you asked, “Nayeon, what do you need my help with?” Nayeon’s grin did not falter. “I’ll tell you later. Let’s finish the food first.”

—–

Nayeon led you to an empty classroom in the Film block post-meal. She seemed a little nervous, which only stoked your curiosity. She’d taken up a lot of your afternoon, but somehow it didn’t matter. Pushing the door open, she led you in, then closing the door and saying, “Now, let’s begin.”

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[Nayeon’s POV]

“Now, let’s begin.”

I smiled, pushing a table in front of him. “Take a seat.” [Y/N] obliged, his puzzled look amusing me. I hopped onto the table in front of him, crossing my legs. I could see his eyes run down my legs, looking at my thighs, my knee-high socks, and my sneakers. 

Remember I mentioned about how his eyes almost never roamed a girl’s body? Yes, the “almost” word was because of me. I’d seen him check me out before, multiple times through the years. That always left me thrilled, the fact that people were looking at my body, and I was even more thrilled knowing the man I found hot and cute checked me out constantly. I guess I have his attention now.

“I called you here today for a simple reason, and I do not expect you to reject me.” I smiled at him, seeing the interest flash across his face. “I want you to be my partner in this.”

“I have a bucket list that I want to do before graduation.” My hands pulled at my watch, removing it from my wrist. “I want you to fuck me in a few places of my choosing in school.”

Interest turned to shock. [Y/N]’s jaw dropped. “What?”

“Yes, [Y/N]. I am asking you to be friends with benefits, but I want to you to fuck me in public. I want to mark this school before I leave. Is that hard to understand?” [Y/N] gulped, looking like a fish out of water. I loved the look on his face. I giggled. “Maybe you need some motivation.”

I spread my legs open, letting [Y/N] look at my light blue panties. I could see his eyes widen as hints of lust started to crack at his composure. His eyes stared straight up my skirt, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I leaned back, putting my feet on the edges of the table, widening my legs to fully show him my covered crotch. “Should I take them off?”

[Y/N]’s face was flushed red. I began to rub my pussy over the underwear, teasing myself. He crossed his legs, biting his lip, but never tearing his eyes away.

I pulled the panties to the side, revealing my pussy to his eyes. I spread my labia open, showing him my clenching hole, my juices leaking from my pussy. “You can fuck my pussy soon, [Y/N]. Agree to my request and I’ll let you fuck my pussy and cum in it." 

[Y/N rose to his feet, stepping closer to me. I pushed my panties back to cover my pussy, confused at what he was going to do. He pulled on my wrist, pulling me up to a sitting position. "Fucking hell,” he muttered, “I’ll do it. I’ll be your fuck buddy.”

“Then, fuck me. Show me what you can do to wreck my pussy.”

—–

[Y/N]’s lips drew closer to mine, hovering over them. “Can I kiss you?” I laughed. “I literally just showed you the hole I want you to wreck, and you’re asking me if you can kiss me. Yes, kiss me.” [Y/N] smiled, before I pulled him in, crashing our lips together. It wasn’t long before I was licking at his lips for access, followed by swirling my tongue around his as we began to make out. He stepped closer, his hands resting firmly on my upper arms, slightly squeezing them. We broke our kisses for air, only breathing for a short while before attacking each other’s lips with fervor. I was thrilled that he’d agreed to be my fuck buddy. Finally, I’d get to have sex in public. The thrill was getting me wetter, and I shuddered, my lust increasing tenfold.

“I’m fucking horny right now, and I want you to strip me, fuck me, and make me squirt. Then, I want you to empty your balls in my pussy. I want to walk crooked after this. Pound me. Take me. Show this slut how a man fucks a lady.”

[Y/N]’s look of lust was so sexy on his face. He pulled his hoodie and T-shirt off, flinging both articles of clothing to a corner of the room, before unbuckling his jeans, but not pulling them off. Our lips met once more, tongues swirling again, as his hands frantically worked at the buttons on my blouse. He pulled at it, untucking it from my skirt, undoing the remaining buttons, then broke our kiss to pull it down my shoulders. I helped him with it, before he balled it and flung it across the room. His lustful eyes roamed my torso, then he drew my bra straps off my shoulders. “Off.”

I undid the clasp of my bra, the garment soon flying across the room as well. [Y/N] pulled me off the table and onto his lap as he sat down, and I straddled him. “Nayeon-ah, you’re fucking gorgeous.”

My breasts weren’t big, but I was by no means flat chested at all. I was blessed with a pair of average sized breasts, my brown nipples currently hardened with arousal atop the mounds. [Y/N] gazed at them, an arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer. “Can I touch them, Nayeon?” I nodded, and his free hand rose to meet my left breast, his hand running up the swell, rubbing over my nipple and covering my breast with his hand. He then kneaded it softly, letting his palm stimulate my nipple, causing a moan to be released from my lips. [Y/N] then leaned forward, giving me a kiss on my cheek, then trailed them down towards my earlobe, before giving it a nibble. Following that, he trailed more kisses down to my neck, gently biting at the skin, before sucking on my pressure points, making me shudder in pleasure, broken moans erupting from my lips. I could feel [Y/N] smile as he marked my neck. 

“Nayeon, baby, you have a beautiful voice. I want to hear you moan for me.” [Y/N]’s hot breath tickled my ear, making me gasp. His low whisper was so sexy, and my body reacted accordingly - I was drenching my panties, and I was sure there was a visible wet spot where my pussy was. I could hear his smug smirk, before he whispered, “You’re so cute, putty in my hands.” His playing with my breasts had not ceased, and since I was sensitive, I was soaked below. 

[Y/N] gave my breasts another gaze, then he looked up at me, seeking permission with his eyes. At my nod, he leaned in to suckle the other nipple. I moaned loudly, as he teased my other nipple with his fingers. He wreaked havoc on my body with his ministrations. Each time he nibbled on my right nipple, he would pull on my left nipple. I was moaning wordlessly in pleasure, my pussy clenching on nothing and further ruining my panties. When he released my nipple from his mouth, he blew on it, the cold air rubbing against my warm and wet nipples, making me tremble with the sensations flowing across my body. He then switched nipples, now sucking on my left and tugging at my right.

“[Y/N]…” My breathy voice prompted him to look up at me, equal parts lust and concern displayed in his expression. “Enough. Strip. I want you to fuck me over the desk. Right here, right now.”

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[Reader’s POV]

You couldn’t believe how quickly your life had changed. Just thirty minutes ago, you and Nayeon were sitting at Seoul U’s cafe, having waffles, ice cream, and coffee, and now she was sitting in your lap, demanding that you fuck her over the desk she was previously sitting on.

You pushed her off your lap, pulling your jeans down your legs as you stepped out of your shoes. You gave your shoes a halfhearted kick, before pulling off your jeans and socks, leaving you in your briefs.

In front of you, Nayeon undid all the buttons of her skirt, then released the belt holding the skirt up against her body. The garment fell, pooling around her feet as she stepped out of the sneakers she had on and pulled her socks off, then mirroring your actions in kicking everything aside. Both of you stared at each other, eyes latching on to each other’s physical evidence of arousal: your bulge, tenting your briefs, and her wet spot at where the panties met her pussy. Both of you tugged at the last of your respective undergarments.

Somewhere, a metaphorical rope frayed. Both undergarments fell to the ground, and you both absentmindedly kicked them aside, and you stared at each other’s naked bodies.

Nayeon was a beautiful individual, clothed or not. Her eyes, in typical situations, were always bright and expressive. Her beautiful cheekbones were a prominent feature of her grin, or gummy smile. When fully clothed, her figure was extremely attractive. As mentioned earlier, she had a cute butt and perfect tits. 

The same eyes, formerly bright, were now burning with lust; the fire behind her eyes was one burning of desire. Her figure was downright sinful, now that you were looking at her at her most natural state, exposed and confident. Her bare breasts fit her frame so well, and while you had yet to see her ass fully, you knew it would easily live up to your expectations. She looked absolutely gorgeous, even more so with the afternoon sun streaming through the windows and making her body glow. She looked otherworldly, ethereal, and you had to admit, the Goddess title really fit her.

Nayeon licked her lips looking at your hard, thick cock. You stared at her hardened nipples, and her now fully exposed pussy. When she’d shown it to you earlier, you’d seen a slight bit of hair, but you couldn’t be sure. Now, you could see that she’d kept only one straight strip of hair just above her pussy. Your cock twitched, as you realised that she was granting you the privilege of indulging in her supple body. You were sure that you were leaking as much as she was. 

The rope frayed more.

Nayeon’s eyes gazed over your entire body, just as yours gazed over hers. 

The rope snapped.

Nayeon moved, just as you did. You met in the middle, your lips crashing into each other with a hot, passionate, lustful kiss. You’d bent down a little to meet her height, since you were just about half a head taller than her. Your hands reached to knead her ass, just as she reached for your cock, giving your balls a rub, before grabbing your cock and giving it a few pumps. Both tongues met, Nayeon moaning into the kiss as you kneaded her ass. You weren’t silent either, as Nayeon’s grip on your cock and the rhythm of her stroking was easily one of the most pleasurable sensations you’d ever had from a handjob. She had it gripped just right, and you’d kept your kneads gentle, yet firm. Both of you revelled in the pleasure you drew from the other’s actions.

Nayeon led you back to the desk, both of you staggering over in the midst of your makeout session. She broke the kiss to climb onto the desk, lying back and spreading her legs, pulling on your cock and leading it towards her drenched pussy. She gasped as she ran the tip of your cock up and down her slit, wetting your cock with her arousal. You then ran the underside of your cock along her slit, wetting the entire underside of it with her natural lubrication.

“Nayeon, before we fuck, are you sure I can cum inside? Is there anything you are not comfortable with, and do not wish to engage in?” You grabbed her wrist loosely, wishing to get her consent first. Nayeon nodded. “Cum inside me. I’m safe. Do whatever you want to me.” You rubbed your length along her slit a few more times, getting both of you wet enough. “Are you ready?”

Nayeon’s words were the two hottest words in the entire world; each word dripping with sweet lust and desire. “Fuck me.”

—–

Two sets of moans echoed around the room as you pushed your cock into Nayeon’s wet pussy. She felt like heaven to you; her warm, wet, tight walls were gently squeezing your cock, and her expression of pleasure on her face, with her eyes tightly squeezed shut, her mouth open in an 'O’ shape, revealing her adorable bunny teeth, was the cherry on top of the best cake you’d ever enjoyed. Her chest rose and fell, the pants of pleasure akin to music to your ears. Her hands gripped the edge of the desk as an outlet of pleasure, her knuckles white at the force of her grip. Her legs wrapped themselves around your hips, drawing you deeper into her pussy.

“Nayeon… are you okay? Can I continue?” Nayeon opened her eyes, desperation obvious in both her look and her tone. “Fuck me. Pound my pussy. Make me squirt. Just fuck me!”

With your orders given, you began to thrust deep into her pussy. Her walls pulsed and squeezed your cock, the wetness allowing for an easy time thrusting into her sopping wet pussy. Each thrust from you was from head to hilt, the loud rhythmic clapping of your hips meeting her ass mixing together with both of your respective moans.

When Nayeon had initiated this, by flashing her pussy at you, and then later, when she was basically melting under the pleasure of your actions on her breasts, you were so pent up and so horny from having a taste of how she behaved during sex. Now that you had penetrated her, you were beginning to enjoy the main course of the entire session. This was the first time both of you were having sex with each other, and the sensation of having her pussy wrapped around your cock had driven any coherent thoughts out of your mind. All you could think of was how sexy she sounded making wordless moans of pleasure, mixed in with the occasional curse of “Fuck!”, or “Oh my God~”, or when she called your name mindlessly with each thrust. This was purely the result of lust and desire of both parties - Nayeon’s burning desire to have sex in public, fucked like the exhibitionistic slut she was secretly, and your inability to resist Nayeon’s thrall, her innate charisma and charm, her sinful body, and the promise of rough, wild, risky, and intense sex with her. Anyone could have walked into the room, be it a professor, a student, a member of staff, or hell, even the University Dean could walk in on you two fucking each other in public, and it would not have mattered to both of you.

You were sure it was the same for Nayeon, seeing that she was writhing atop the desk in pleasure, each thrust of your cock deep into her pussy hard and forceful, visibly shaking her body on the desk. Her eyes were glazed over, staring at nothing, her focus clearly on the pounding her pussy was receiving from your thick cock. Each thrust sent her breasts jiggling, and the movement of said breasts prompted you to increase the pleasure she felt through her sensitive nipples.

Your lips met her nipple, giving them a kiss before you began to lap at her flesh. Nayeon gasped, a shrill moan following said gasp after your tongue swirled around her nipple and your lips latched to them, gently tugging them. One hand of yours kneaded her other breast, the other reaching down towards your connection, thumbing at her clit. 

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! [Y/N], don’t stop, don’t stop! Fuck, you feel so good stretching my pussy out with your thick cock! Shit, shit, shit, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, imgonnacum, imgonnacum~~!”

Nayeon’s orgasm came by surprise. You felt yourself being pushed out of her pussy, and you quickly moved aside in time to catch Nayeon’s pussy gush. Violent streams of squirt gushed out of Nayeon’s orgasming body, her body arching with each squirt as she gutturally moaned. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, each stream rising high into the air, drenching desks, chairs, and the carpeted floor. 

You decided to let Nayeon rest for a short while, your needs be damned. Watching Nayeon cum was one of the most heavenly experiences of your life, and the knowledge that you’d fucked it out of her was driving you to want that more. Your cock twitched, the length an angry red. While all you wanted to do was to pound the hell out of Nayeon, you held back for a short while, letting Nayeon catch her breath.

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[Nayeon’s POV]

I’d just orgasmed from [Y/N]’s thick cock.

When we’d stripped for each other, I finally saw the effect I’d had on him. His cock was rock hard, sticking straight out, and while it was not long, it was thick as fuck. There was nothing I wanted more than for him to use that cock and stretch my pussy out, then pound me until I squirted. Nothing else mattered.

When he’d entered me, I’d moaned so loudly as he stretched me out. While it was a stretch, it wasn’t painful, but instead pleasurable. What made me enjoy it more was that he’d sought my consent first before he entered me, kissed me, or touched me. The fact that he’d bothered to find out if I was entirely okay with him cumming inside me made me feel amazing, and even better, he’d checked if there was anything I was not okay with. This man was proving that he was a good choice for me to have asked to be my partner for the Bucket List. Furthermore, he’d even checked if I was okay post-penetration. Most men would have just begun pounding away, but he’d made sure to control himself to check if I was feeling all good before he took me. I appreciated his consideration for me, and this was an improvement in my already good impression of him in my books. Now, he was letting me have a break, and I was very appreciative of the fact.

“Aaah~,” I moaned softly. [Y/N] had re-entered my pussy, thrusting slowly. I let myself enjoy a glance at him, the ever handsome man, and he ran a gentle hand through my tied hair, arranging the loose strands. “Are you okay? Can I go harder?” I nodded, and soon enough, I was moaning mindlessly as each thrust rocked my body.

[Y/N]’s voice softly rang into my ears as he pounded my pussy. “Look at you, Nayeon. You look so pretty like that, under me, your pussy squeezing my cock like that. You really love being pounded in public, hmm?” I could only barely give him a coherent reply in the haze of pleasure he was putting me through. “Yes, pound me harder, I love being pounded by your cock in public!” He responded with even harder thrusts into my pussy, angled to hit my G-spot. His fingers returned to my clit, and my sensations from my sensitive pussy were driving me well on the way to my next orgasm.

“Look at me, Nayeon.” [Y/N] caressed my cheek. “I’m gonna pound you until you can’t walk later, just like you requested. I want you to cum for me. Squirt for me, baby, I want to watch your pussy gush.” Every few words were broken up with his panting from the force he was using to pound my body. “I can’t wait to fill your pussy with cum.”

The last line pushed me over the edge. I could feel my pussy clench hard as I bucked wildly, his cock withdrawing from me, but his hand never leaving my clit as he violently rubbed both my clit and orgasming pussy, sending my juices spraying everywhere in the classroom. Stream after stream of my squirt left my pussy, my body unable to keep up with the pleasure and falling limp as I continued gushing.

“Wow, Nayeon. Squirting so much for me… you must be so horny, huh.” [Y/N] was pulling me up, leading my exhausted, sweaty body towards the window of the classroom. He pushed the desk against the window, bending me over it, my ass facing him.

“I was right, you do have a cute butt.” [Y/N] gave my butt a knead, then pushed his cock back into my pussy, giving me shallow thrusts. I could see the university courtyard below, with students milling about in the late afternoon sun. [Y/N]’s low whisper beside my ear made my wet folds squeezed his cock, which made him moan as he spoke. “Look down there, Nayeon. Look at all of the students. They idolise you, Nayeon. They dream of you, talking to you, being noticed by you, and being with you. I wonder how they’d feel knowing their Goddess is watching them right now as she’s being pounded in a classroom? I wonder what they’d do… aah, fuck, if they found out that their Goddess… mmmf, fuck~… is nothing more than an exhibitionist that wants the school to look at her being a cockslut? None of them know their Goddess is having sex right now… mmmh~… and squirting all over this classroom from having her fantasy of public sex fulfilled by her classmate. Don’t you love that, Nayeon? Don’t you want them to find out you’re just a desperate woman wanting cock in public?" 

As he spoke, he began to pound my prone body laid over the desk. The room echoed with the loud slap of wet flesh against wet flesh, and my loud moans. [Y/N]’s grunts and panting mixed with my sounds, both of us loud and uncaring about who could hear us. We were only focused on the pleasure and reactions we could draw from sex, and the payoff of orgasm. [Y/N] drew closer to me again, spewing more filth from his mouth. "Nayeon… (pant), are you close? Are you going to cum… (pant) watching the students… (pant) below? If they’d look up… (pant) wouldn’t you want that? For them to see their Goddess… (pant) being reduced to nothing but a lust-filled creature… (pant) seeking orgasm?” I was long gone by then, rubbing my nipples against the wood of the desk, seeking more stimulation. My own fingers went to my clit this time, rubbing it violently, pushing myself towards the edge to orgasm.

“Cum for me, Nayeon. Give me one last one, and I’ll fill your pussy. Let the school watch as you fall apart from a good pounding.”

I couldn’t resist the orgasm. I let myself go, screaming at the pleasure, as my pussy gushed one more time, my hands violently rubbing my clit. The streams from my pussy sprayed all over my legs, running down the length and pooling on the drenched carpet below. I could hear [Y/N]’s smug smirk as he watched my eyes roll back, my mouth hanging open as my back arched on the table, sweat running down every part of my body. My body convulsed repeatedly as I rode out my orgasm, and [Y/N] quickly thrusted back in, hilting immediately and pounding my oversensitive pussy. He gave me a few more thrusts, his rhythm quickly being lost as he lost control. A quick “Fuck, I’m cumming!” was the only herald to his orgasm, before his cock pulsed and twitched as he filled my cunt. I could feel [Y/N] tense, his hands gripping my upper arms tightly, as shot after shot, rope after rope of semen shot into my wet folds. Each time a load was pulsed into my pussy, I moaned at how warm it was. I dimly noted that there were at least 8 thick shots of cum that he’d fucked into my cunt, and when he finally released the pressure he’d put on my arms, as well as withdrawing from my freshly fucked and used cunt, I felt his load run down and drip out of my pussy, mixing with my orgasm below.

I was spent and could only lie on the table catching my breath. I remained like that for a while. “We've… (huff) sealed the deal… (pant) You’ll help me… (huff) with my graduation… (huff) bucket list… (pant, pant).” Pushing myself up to stand, I turned around, seeing [Y/N] already sunk in the chair that paired with the desk, his softening cock covered in a mixture of our fluids. Idly, I brought a finger down to my pussy and collected the semen that was leaking from my used hole, dropping it into my mouth to taste his cum. Kneeling down, I gave him a grin, before sinking my lips down the entire length of his cock, swirling my tongue around it to lap up the rest of our juices, then releasing it. I rose from the ground, smiling at [Y/N], moving to search for my clothes.

As I collected my blouse and pulled it over my shoulders, I picked up my bra and panties, throwing them at [Y/N]. “Here, souvenirs,” I called out. As I redid my skirt, I called out, “I’ll text you later. Thanks for the fuck. Ciao~.” I raised my hand in a wave, turning around to give [Y/N] my brightest grin, before exiting the classroom while slowly doing up the buttons to my blouse.

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[Reader’s POV]

Nayeon had left after your session, and you had to admit that she was a great fuck, and you hoped you were too. She was such a gorgeous partner, and you couldn’t ask for anyone better. 

When you’d finally orgasmed, you relished in the fact that you’d managed to feel her orgasming pussy around your cock. The last few thrusts before you lost control had you feeling the walls of her pussy pulse, squeezing your length repeatedly, pushing you over the edge. Your balls had tensed, cock pulsing rope after rope of thick white cum into Nayeon’s needy cunt, making her moan as you emptied shot after shot of cum into her body. Nothing ever beat the feeling of enjoying orgasm while hilted in a lady’s pussy, and the feeling was boosted this time, knowing that it was Im Nayeon’s cunt you were filling.

As you got dressed, you dimly wondered if she had your number to text you. A 'Ding!’ from your phone quelled your worries.

[ imnabongss🐰 has sent a message ]

’Thank you for today, you’re the best fuck I could’ve asked for. Here’s to more sex! 🍻’

You couldn’t wait for the next time.

Bucket List (ft. TWICE’s Nayeon) - Chapter 2

Nothing in the world could beat the feeling of Im Nayeon’s wet walls pulsating around your cock while you fucked her through her orgasm. Sex with her was beginning to be your favorite pasttime. This was your second time with her, and she was quickly becoming the best fuck you’d ever enjoyed.

You had her body forced against the door to the shower stall both of you were in, the shower behind you left running to serve as a means to muffle the sounds both of you would make. While it wasn’t a good method, considering the sounds of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh and Nayeon’s loud moans, as well as your grunts, were echoing around the empty bathroom, both of you were content with at least trying.

“Fuck, I’m- shit!” Nayeon orgasmed, her eyes rolling back in her head, guttural moans escaping her gaped mouth. At the same time, you felt her pussy forcefully eject your cock, as she violently squirted stream after stream of her juices onto the floor, mixing with the running water after running down her legs. Her knees buckled, and you held her up by her waist, watching her ride out her orgasm while you furiously jerked yourself to orgasm. Thick spurt after thick spurt of your seed shot out of your cock, painting Nayeon’s tummy and thighs white. Your semen began to flow down her body, and you admired her exhausted, fucked out body painted with your seed.

Perhaps this was a sight you could get used to.

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Nayeon had texted you incessantly that night, after your session in the evening in the classroom. This girl blew your phone up with questions about your life, while sharing about hers. The conversation was pleasant, and you had a lot of fun entertaining her questions, just as you believed she did with yours. Nayeon was just as bright and joyful as she was on text as she was in real life, and while you were a little awkward, since social interaction wasn’t something you prioritized, you’d like to think you carried yourself relatively well.

Through the conversation, you’d learnt a lot about her, from her dog…

(‘Wanna look at my dog? His name’s Kookeu! 🥰🥰’)

… to her favorite colour…

('Blue! I love blue! Sky blue, ocean blue, just blue! 💙💙’)

… and what she wanted to be in the future.

(’I’m gonna be the best director ever💥 Spielberg, Bong Joon-ho, Nolan, and me, Im Nayeon! Mark my words 💯💯’)

You had offered up some of your information as well, though it wasn’t much. You told her about your part time job waiting at a restaurant in the middle of Seoul, about your family of four, consisting of you, your parents and your beloved grandmother, and finally, your dreams for the future, namely to be a world-famous producer. Nayeon was so easy to talk to, and you found yourself enjoying the conversation so much.

To end the night off, Nayeon sent you a selfie, with the caption ’Goodnight! 😴😊’

For a moment, you were blown away by the selfie. You managed to get a peek into Im Nayeon’s personal life, something that others could only dream of. Big grin, hair falling over her face, simple T-shirt, and her expressive eyes… You weren’t sure what to feel receiving her picture just like that, not that it stopped your heart from beginning to race.

Wow.

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Wednesday morning! The only day of the week where you could go to the gym or go for a run early in the morning. You rose early, washed up, and got dressed. Today was a good day for a run, and nothing would stop you from getting it done.

Seoul U’s running track was empty as per usual, considering that it was 7am in the morning. That was a good thing - an empty track meant uninterrupted running, without the need to weave through people who were running at a slower speed, which would also lower your own speed.

“Hey!” A voice popped into your world, and a hand tapped you on the shoulder. Next to you, Nayeon gave you a big bunny smile, flashing you a peace sign in greeting. You gave her a once-over - white jacket, white crop top, and blue jogging pants. Her hair was tied up neatly in a ponytail, and for a moment, you were taken back to the selfie from last night.

Honestly, you weren’t sure what to feel with how bright she was so early in the morning. Sure, you were excited to run, but the smile on her face was probably brighter than the Sun, and therefore brighter than you were.

The other thing distracting you was how tight her clothing was - the sight of her top stretching over her tits was causing your cock to stir. To make things worse, the ponytail was your favorite hairstyle. Something about the neatness and how it swayed with every motion just made it the best hairstyle, in your opinion. Finally, Nayeon looked adorable with the biggest smile on her face and the peace sign put up like that. She looked very fuckable then, but you disciplined yourself; she was still just a friend.

“Fancy seeing you here, let’s run together!” Nayeon raised her arms into the air, stretching her body, revealing more of her tummy. At the same time, her top stretched over her chest once more, and you had to tear your eyes away for a bit. This woman was bold - you knew she got off on public play, and it made sense she would do this type of thing, but the fact that she went braless for the morning was still a shock to you. You could see the imprint her nipples made against the cloth, the twin nubs just pushing slightly against the cloth. You felt the heat on your cheeks, and your cock hardened the more you thought about her boobs. You were brought back to the last time you had sex with her, your first with her. You thought about her brown nipples, her perky tits, how they fit in your hands, and how it felt to kiss and suck on them. Her moans then were downright sinful, considering how sensitive her nipples were. Nayeon was gorgeous when naked, and there was still a modicum of disbelief that she had offered you the privilege of being her fuckbuddy. This was something the male populace of Seoul U would kill to be doing, and you felt a sense of pride in being the one to get to do her. However, you also felt some sense of responsibility to ensure that you didn’t fuck it up for her, never mind yourself. She did have more to lose than you did, after all.

“Yo, yo, yo, whatcha thinkin bout?” Nayeon waved a hand in front of your face, tiptoeing to meet your eyes. She grinned, before continuing to stretch herself once more, warming her body up. “Warm up! Let’s go!”

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Nayeon kept pace with you the entire way - a feat in itself. You were not a slow runner, and the fact that Nayeon could keep up with you and still chat was amazing.

“I can’t believe you’re this fast.”

“What can I say? I trained hard for this! I used to do track and I just kept training after, though I might’ve slowed down, methinks. Anyways, less about me. You! You’re quick too!”

“Ehh… could be better.” This was not a lie - you were distracted by the thought and sight of her boobs jiggling as she ran with you. Without a bra, they were free to bounce, and it led to you bearing the burden of running with an erection and every naughty thought about her under the sun. Furthermore, in the cool morning air, her nipples had hardened, tenting her top with their shape, and now you had to fight off the urge to run a hand over her chest to fondle her.

“Oh come on, not a lot of people could maintain this pace. Be proud of yourself!” She slapped you on your arm, giving you another grin. This woman was a breath of fresh air in your life. You had your reasons to not mingle around and focus only on working hard, but her new presence in your life, aside from the sex, was starting to look like a better prospect. For a start, a new running buddy!

Nayeon pulled in front of you, running ahead for a short while. Your eyes locked onto her, and… oh. Oh.

You knew Im Nayeon had a cute butt. You’d even kneaded it and seen it in the flesh while fucking her from the back. However, in these tight joggers that hugged her curves, they looked so delectable. You could see her panty line, and the curve of her twin cheeks. Your lust for her burned bright - you wanted nothing more than to strip her and fuck her.

“Pervert.” Nayeon had turned to you, jogging backwards while grinning. “Checking out women as they work out. Don’t think that I haven’t caught you looking at my ass or my tits.” The pace was slower now. Nayeon swept the sweat away from her forehead and face, drying her palms on her joggers. “In fact, I’m going to let you get a closer look.”

Nayeon slowed down from a run to a walk, still facing you. You slowed down as well. She pulled up her top, bunching it up above her breasts, exposing them to the cool morning air. She kneaded her bare breasts, pushing them together and tugging at her own nipples, moaning a bit at the pleasure she derived from being exposed in public, and from stimulating herself. Your jaw dropped, whipping your head around to check for people around. “What the fuck, Nayeon? Stop! People can see!” You rushed to pull her shirt down, but Nayeon intercepted your hand, putting it on her left breast. “Fuck it, no one’s around anyway! Touch me. Touch the breasts you’ve been ogling.”

You began to squeeze and fondle her left breast, and she leaned her head back, groaning at the stimulation. “Fuck… that feels good.” Nayeon gripped your forearm tightly, showing her approval of your actions. She pushed your hand off her, before turning to walk back to the entrance to the track. No effort was made to cover up; Nayeon left her breasts on display for the world to see, even when both of you neared the stadium entrance. The flush on her skin from the mix of exertion and arousal was evident, as was the glee Nayeon derived from exhibitionism. The sight of pure pleasure and joy Nayeon wore on her expression, as well as her perky, gorgeous breasts on display for anyone to see was pushing the limits of how much you lusted for her. As mentioned, you adored her boobs, and having them right in front of your eyes was causing your erection to strain against your shorts. However, this wasn’t the best Nayeon could do.

When the both of you reached the entrance to the track, Nayeon walked ahead, peering around the corners to check if anyone walked the corridors in the early morning. You knew that the gym next to the track opened at 8:30am, and since it was only 7:45am, there seemed to be no one milling about yet. Comforted by the fact that no one could catch Nayeon, you heaved a sigh of relief for her, but when you saw the gleam of confidence and perverted excitement in the fact that only the two of you were around, you cursed mentally that you didn’t think about how Nayeon would only get bolder. Nayeon smirked at you, her boldness making your heart race. She reached for her hair tie, pulling at it. Her luscious locks fell as she shook her head to arrange them, and in that moment in time, you were blown away once more by her beauty. She really was the Goddess of Seoul U.

“Close your mouth. I know I’m pretty, you don’t have to stare at me like that.” Nayeon laughed, before her tone turned sultry. She leaned to whisper into your ear, “I’m so fucking wet right now.”

You felt your hard cock twitch in your shorts, and Nayeon straightened herself in front of you, pulling her coat off her arms. She led you to a bench opposite the vending machines nearby, and she threw her coat onto the bench. “Damn, I feel so hot,” she complained, before pulling her top off, leaving her topless in the empty corridor. She turned to you, smug smirk in place once more, and widening when you were left bug-eyed and speechless at how bold she was. Her top was flung to where her coat lay on the bench, before she turned to show you her bare back as she perused the options in the vending machine. You sank on the bench, shocked into disbelief at how this was happening.

Ever since Nayeon had begun to expose herself this morning, your erection had formed, but not subsided. You were beyond horny at this point - your cock was twitching and your precum was staining your underwear because of Nayeon. The sexual tension in the air was thick; it was inevitable that Nayeon wanted sex from you, and you wanted to fuck her as well. This was no longer a matter of if, only a matter of when.

“Here, drink up.” Nayeon passed you a cold bottle of Pocari Sweat, before opening up hers and swinging her leg over said bench and straddling it so she faced you. She smiled at you. “Like what I’m doing?”

Your blush and inability to keep your eyes on hers said it all. Instead of her eyes, yours were locked on her breasts, and the two taut nipples atop both mounds. You had to fight to tear your eyes away so you could drink from your bottle, as well as your carnal desire to strip Nayeon and pound her right there and then.

“Take some photos for me. I want to remember this.” Nayeon handed you her phone, getting up to look for a good spot. “I’ll send them to you later.” She got up, wandering the corridors without a care in the world. Stopping at the staircases leading up to the upper floors of the stadium, Nayeon smiled, before beginning to strike a pose with her Pocari. “This place will do, open enough to get caught, closed up enough to be able to hide quickly.” Walls were built around the staircase, but the staircase led straight up without any forks in the path, which meant that people walking towards or down the steps could see Nayeon immediately, but before they could reach the steps, both of you could hear them and she could bolt to hide.

You raised her phone, snapping a few pictures, before she raised the Pocari, as if to take a sip. She leaned against the railing, resting her elbows, and through the lens, your eyes locked on to her breasts once more.

“Yah, stop looking at my tits and take the damn pics,” Nayeon whined, pouting, “I know I’m the hottest and that you’re obviously staining your pants, but focus on the damn task.” Her adorable pout then switched to a lustful smirk, before she uttered the string of words you had been waiting for. “The faster you finish taking my pics, the faster you can get to pounding my pussy.” You had your payoff, and from then on, you focused on doing your job.

Nayeon had a few more photos taken after. One was of her sitting on the steps, leaning backwards with her legs spread open so as to show all of her torso, one was of her back facing you and stretching towards her right with her arms in the air, fingers interlocked, so that she was showing her bare back, and the final picture was the one that killed off any rational thought you’d had.

Nayeon had walked up to you, tiptoed to reach your ear, brushing your arm with her body, before whispering, “I’m gonna strip right here, and you’re gonna take my nudes for me.” Nayeon then pulled her joggers and panties off on the spot, kicking off her shoes, before returning to the staircase. You stared at her naked body, studying her from top to bottom, striving to burn every bit of skin she showed into the deepest parts of your brain. Nayeon smiled, knowing how much you were lusting for her body. Your lust was making her so much wetter, and she could feel herself leaking down her thighs.

You shot what felt like a hundred photos as Nayeon swapped between quite a few poses. She flashed two peace signs, posed with a hand on her hips, clasped her hands behind her back while she bent forwards with the biggest grin she had, and the final nude showcased her flexibility, as she raised one leg and put it on the railing of the staircase, motioning for you to aim the camera where her pussy was the focus, while shooting her big smile as well as up her body.

When you handed Nayeon her phone, she took you by the hand, pulling you towards her clothing to pick them up, then to a row of lockers. She unlocked her locker slowly, laughing at how frustrated you were that she was still making you wait. After she drew her towel, toiletries, and clean clothing, she led you towards the male bathroom, chugging the rest of her Pocari and casually flinging the bottle into the trash can. “We should shower. Together.” Both of you make a pit stop for your stuff, before entering the male bathroom.

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“So this is what the male bathroom looks like.” Nayeon wandered around the bathroom, an unimpressed look on her features. “We’ll leave this place better than we found it.” She turned around to walk back to you, dropping her stuff on the bench where you were, facing the entrance. “After all, I’m going to leave my touch here.” She swiped her hair back, sticking out her tongue. Immediately, you could feel how lustful Im Nayeon was. “Fuck me.”

You surprised yourself with your speed, grabbing Nayeon and pulling her flush against your body, with her back against your front, where she faced the open door of the bathroom. Both of your hands immediately cupped her tits, kneading the soft mounds, pinching at her nipples when you could. Nayeon threw her head back against your shoulder, and you moved to crash your lips to hers in a torrid kiss. There was nothing but lust fuelling both of your actions; for you, you just wanted to take Nayeon and fuck her until she was fucked out and a mess, and for Nayeon, she just wanted you to use her where she could be caught. The thrill of such play was her drug, her addiction. Furthermore, you knew she was happy you were the guy she was fucking.

One hand of yours remained on her breast, the other trailed down to cup Nayeon’s pussy. Nayeon moaned into your mouth on your first touch, and when you began to feel around, Nayeon moaned even louder. Her clit had poked out of its hood, a testament to how turned on she had been from the events of the past half an hour. Nayeon had walked around topless, then naked, in public, and that was more than enough to turn her into a dripping mess. You caressed her inner thighs, feeling a coat of slick gather on your palm. Nayeon broke the kiss to whine. “Stop teasing me, touch me, please!”

You chose not to reply, deciding to rub her directly on her clit. Nayeon’s moan echoed around the bathroom, and you immediately cupped a hand over her mouth, muffling her moans. You rubbed her clit furiously, Nayeon’s moans growing in pitch and volume against your hand, while her juices flowed freely onto your fingers. Without a warning to her, you pushed two fingers into her pussy, immediately thrusting in and out while using the heel of your palm to stimulate her clit. Nayeon squealed, and you let your palm drop, willing to take the risk of being caught in order to hear Nayeon’s beautiful voice.

“Fuck, oh my god, fuck, harder, harder, oh-!” Nayeon threw her head back on your shoulder once more, leaving her neck vulnerable. You began to mark her with kisses, nibbling when you could, leaving hickey after hickey on her shoulders, where they couldn’t be seen. You knew Nayeon did not want more attention than she already had, and visible hickeys would cause more issues for her. Nayeon’s hips bucked into your hand, wanting you to reach deeper into her. You obliged, deciding to push her on the way to her orgasm.

You gave her a deep thrust, keeping your hand in her pussy, your hands searching for her sweet spot within her wet, warm folds. Your palm never stopped working her clit, and when you felt Nayeon’s hand grip your thigh and squeeze, as well as release a breathy “Oh, fuck~” when your hands brushed over a rougher spot in her pussy, you knew you’d found it. At this new angle, you had to take a short amount of time to explore her body to find it. Through your actions, you felt her juices gather on, then overflow off your palm, dripping onto the floor beneath her feet.

Your fingers began to work her G-spot with the 'come hither’ motion, with Nayeon’s loud whimpers and broken moans echoing with each surge of pleasure washing over her body. “Yes, yes, yes, right there, right there, fuck, your fingers feel so good, fuck me, fuck, my pussy feels so good, oh my God,” Nayeon was babbling almost incoherently with how pleasured she was, and you knew she was on her last legs before falling apart.

“Oh, Nayeon. Reduced to nothing but a quivering wanton slut when being fingered,” you whispered softly in her ear, “In the men’s room, no less. How does it feel knowing you’re such a slut? I bet you’re thinking about having a man walk in right now just to watch you being fingered. Look out there, Nayeon. The door’s open and anyone can hear you being fingerfucked like that.” You smiled, feeling her pussy tighten around your fingers, signifying how close she was to her orgasm. Nayeon was moaning throughout your speech, no doubt the image of being caught and watched manifesting in her mind and pushing her closer and closer.

“Cum, slut.”

As if on command, Nayeon screamed, her orgasm violently gushing out of her pussy against your hand, drenching it. Her second stream shot forward, out of the bathroom into the corridor, the sound of the liquid hitting the floor in loud splashes, and her third stream shot towards the floor in front of her. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, her eyes rolling back into her head, and her mouth gaping as unintelligible guttural moans escaped her mouth with each squirt. Your hand carried on stimulating her clit, letting her ride out her orgasm, making a huge mess of the bathroom and corridor outside.

When Nayeon staggered on shaky legs, you caught her, grabbing her by the legs, and in a fit of strength, you picked her up and brought her to sit on the countertop where the sinks were. You looked at how sexy Nayeon looked, panting, her eyes staring blankly in the air, a slight smile on her face, and her dripping pussy still clenching on nothing, causing droplets of her juices to run down her skin to the countertop. You stripped down to join her, and idly, you rubbed up and down your length, coating your cock with Nayeon’s squirt. By now, your cock was dripping precum, and you were moments away from entering Nayeon’s pussy for the second time. When you stepped closer to Nayeon, she rose to sit up straight, grabbing your wet hand by the wrist, then licking and sucking on your palm and fingers, tasting her own juices on your hand. She locked eyes with you as she sucked on each finger, and when she completed doing so, she leaned to your ear, whispering, “Next time, it’ll be your cock.”

You gripped your cock at the base, rubbing the length of your cock up and down Nayeon’s folds. Nayeon then tapped your arm, whispering, “Pull out when you’re about to cum.” You nodded, before slowly pushing the tip of your shaft into Nayeon’s needy, dripping, and warm hole.

“Oh, fuck…” You exhaled forcefully, gripping tightly onto Nayeon’s upper arms as an outlet of your pleasure. Nayeon was tight, so wonderfully tight. Nayeon’s loud sinful moans were paired with her nails digging into your back, stings of pain mixing with both parties’ feelings of pleasure. Once you were sheathed in her cunt, you withdrew until only your tip was left in her, before you slammed your hips to meet hers forcefully, then repeating the motion over and over. There was no patience left between the both of you - only lust, and the chase for physical pleasure through sex. To both partners, the other might as well have been a sex toy to fuck and cum with, since there were no feelings except the desire to get off through using the other.

'Clap! Clap! Clap!’ Wet smack after wet smack of your hips meeting Im Nayeon’s mixed with the deep guttural moans Nayeon had released, and your deep grunts of pleasure and exertion from how rough you were pounding her cunt. You could feel sweat dripping down your forehead, your neck, and down your back, but none of it mattered. To you, your blissed-out fuckbuddy was all that mattered- no. To be accurate, all that mattered was how her pussy squeezed your cock, how wet and warm she felt, and the pleasure shooting up your spine each time you hilted in Im Nayeon’s cunt. You ignored the pain of her nails scratching your back, you ignored how hard you squeezed her arms, and you ignored every other thought in the world. Only the feeling of physical pleasure mattered.

One hand of yours rushed to thumb her clit, rubbing it in the same rhythm as you fucked her pussy. The fast pace you had set was no help in barrelling both of you to orgasm. You could feel Nayeon’s pussy tightening once more, and your own orgasm quickly approaching.

Loud voices echoed down the hallway, as well as footsteps. Immediately, you were out of Nayeon, pulling her off the counter. Nayeon bunched all of her stuff on the bench into her arms while you grabbed yours, and you tugged her into the nearest cubicle, slamming the door and pushing the lock in place. Right as the door slammed shut, the footsteps ended at the open entrance. “Yooo, bro, did you see Nayeon running this morning, bro?” One voice sounded out as he made his way to the urinals, getting a little fainter as he made his way. “Yea, dude, she was running with that dude, the one she asked out.” Another voice rang from the sinks that you were just fucking Nayeon on. In the cubicle, Nayeon set down her stuff on the inbuilt countertop on the walls, as did you. Both of you moved further away from the door so you wouldn’t get caught, controlling both of your breaths so it would not be heard that easily.

“Fuck dude, did you see her tits? They jiggled so hard when she was running, dude.” Voice 2 spoke once more. “Damn, her ass too. Fucking thicc, this woman. If I was that dude, I’d be tapping that.” You looked at Nayeon, who returned your look with an unreadable expression, though flashes of something unpleasant appeared within her eyes. Gently, you shook your head, lowering your lips to hers in another deep, torrid kiss. While you initiated another makeout session with Nayeon, Voice 1 outside said, “Damn bro, you ever think what her pussy feels like? I’d fuck her every day if I was that dude.”

Within the cubicle, you moved your hands to cover Nayeon’s ears, after turning on the shower with the knob in order to mask their voices. The words of Voice 1 and Voice 2, now named Bro and Dude, fueled you with anger. Nayeon was more than just a piece of meat or a fucktoy; she was someone with feelings, wants, needs, thoughts. Sure, you were fucking her, but the fact that she was being talked about like that was what pissed you off. “Focus on me, Nayeon,” you whispered in her ear. “Don’t listen to them. You’re a person, not a fucktoy or a piece of meat. Fuck those dudes.” When the two voices left, you let go of Nayeon’s ears.

Nayeon looked up at you, and she crashed her lips to yours. Her tongue licked at your lips, and you gave her access, meeting her tongue with yours. Both of you staggered to the door of the cubicle, and Nayeon broke the kiss and whispered, “Put it in me.”

You bent down to line yourself up with her hole, before wrapping one arm around her waist. Your other hand led your shaft into her cunt once more, and you began to thrust into her again. Nayeon gripped onto the walls of the cubicle, leaning against the door, letting soft moans release from her lips. Soon enough, you were thrusting fast and hard into her, pistoning your shaft into her pussy. With how close both of you were from earlier, it did not take long before Nayeon was moaning out loudly again, and both of you were close once more. Again, you moved to play with her clit, and soon enough, Nayeon came violently.

“Fuck, I’m- shit!”

Nayeon squirted again. Stream after stream of her squirt shot out to the floor, drenching her buckling legs. You held her up with one arm, and you jerked hard, finishing yourself on her. Both of you leaned against the walls of the cubicles, panting in exhaustion and the afterglow of sex.

“Let’s shower.”

—————-

As both of you towelled off in the cubicle, Nayeon stopped you when you were finding your underwear.

Nayeon looked shy. She seemed tiny, a lot smaller than she looked. She looked at you with wide eyes and another unreadable expression, but this time, uncertainty flashed across her eyes.

“Thank you,” she whispered, a shy smile gracing her features. She clasped her hands at the front, looking up at you, biting her lip.

Wow, that was cute.

You smiled, fistbumping her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it.”

—————

[imnabongss🐰 has sent a message:]

(10 photos)

(10 photos)

For you to use when you’re alone late at night and thinking of me 😘

;)))))

[You sent a message:]

😳😳😳

[imnabongss🐰 has sent a message:]

Also, what have you saved my contact name as?

[You sent a message:]

Im Squirtle

[imnabongss🐰 has sent a message:]

Squirtle?

[You sent a message:]

Yeah, cause you always squirt when I fuck you

[imnabongss🐰 has sent a message:]

Wtf

How can you save my contact like that

🤬🤬😡

I’m Im Nayeon wtf is wrong with you

[You sent a message:]

It was either that or Im Squirty

Take it or leave it

[imnabongss🐰 has sent a message:]

BZBDNDBDJDHDHDHHH

Okay you win Squirtle is better 😅😅

I’m going to bed, goodnight! 😴😴😁

—————-

Bucket List (ft. TWICE’s Nayeon) [Part 3]

———–

Nayeon never stops texting you after the last public tryst. If anything, she seems to double her texts, and you always welcome it. Her texts slowly become a part of your day: greetings in the morning; plans to meet up and go to class together; after class, texting about whatever both of you are doing for your Final Projects; and sometimes, just randomly. People begin to see both of you around campus together more often.

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Heyyyyy

Whatchu doin?

[You sent a message:]

Just chilling on my bed

I’m watching Netflix

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Oooh

Same, same. What are you watching?

[You sent a message:]

Just browsing… I might be going to youtube.

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Change my contact nameeee 🤬😡

How could you do me dirty like this

[You sent a message:]

No 🤭

I sure do you dirty 😉😏😏

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Touche

I took a few more selfies, wanna see them?

[Im Squirtle sent 2 images:]

Do you like it?

—–

Okay, that’s a personal attack.

It’s no secret that even you see Im Nayeon as the Queen of Seoul U, and the ideal girl. After all, the girl isn’t only beautiful, she’s cheerful, confident, and very genuine. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and you love how fresh she is.

Also, she is downright hot, just like in these photos. Sometimes, you still can’t believe both of you’re friends with benefits. Nayeon has a perfect body, and you can fuck her for hours on end, emptying every drop of your cum down her tight, slutty pussy. It doesn’t help that she loves public sex and you love the idea of it. The thrill of fucking the hottest girl you know out where you can be caught is the sexiest thing ever, and you are indulging in that sinful activity with Im Nayeon. Honestly, there isn’t more you can ask for.

Your phone vibrates again, bringing your attention back to your chat with Nayeon.

—–

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Reply to meeee 🤬

You jerking off to me already? 😏

[You sent a message:]

No wtf

I- you’re so pretty wtf

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Aww, thank you 😊😊

I know you’re thinking I’m hot… admit it 🤭😏

[You sent a message:]

… yes

Your phone vibrates with a message from Nayeon, the contents causing your erection to stir.

[Im Squirtle sent an image:]

(Photo)

Just for you, don’t send this to anyone else 😘

Nayeon sends a topless selfie of herself, flashing a peace sign and a cheeky grin, her bare chest exposed to the lens and your eyes. Nayeon is so fucking hot and at the same time so pretty. You do not know what to focus your eyes on—her face or her body.

[You sent a message:]

Fuck you, Squirtle.

Now you have me hard for nothing.

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Oh- 😳

Do you want more? 😘😏

[Im Squirtle sent an image:]

(photo)

😘

Nayeon is out to kill you. Her next nude has her kneeling on the ground with legs spread open to show you her glistening pussy. She has another peace sign flashed as she grins widely with her eyes closed.

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

I’m getting so wet sending you these 🥵

Fuck it, I’m gonna touch myself.

The moment you read the message, Nayeon’s caller ID flashes on your screen. When you accept, you’re greeted with an eyeful of Nayeon’s naked body. Her moans echo through your speakers as she thrusts her fingers into her own pussy, her eyes closed tightly in pleasure. Her back leans against the headrest of her bed, leaning her head against the wall.

“Fuck, pfff, I’m so fucking wet.” Nayeon opens her eyes to look at the screen. “Join me.”

Within moments, you remove your clothes and you grip your shaft tightly, jerking up and down in time with Nayeon’s thrusts. Through the screen, Nayeon throws her head back as she begins to stimulate her own G-spot.

“Oh my God, yes, yes, yes! Fuck, I got so wet thinking of you, oh!” Nayeon leaned her head back against the wall, pushing herself forward slightly.

“Oh yeah? What were you thinking about?” you ask, jerking yourself furiously at the sound of Nayeon’s fingers in her wet pussy. Nayeon’s flush from arousal seems to darken as she blushes while biting her lip in shyness.

“I was thinking about the last time we fucked in the bathroom,” she shyly admits, “When you fingered me and made me squirt that hard.” She moans as she teases her G-spot again, causing your cock to twitch in your hand. “I’ve touched myself so many times thinking of you, oh fuck, so many times. I keep thinking of you, aah~, pounding me in that classroom, pfff, making me squirt, oh!” Nayeon seems to increase her efforts in playing with herself, and you match her pace in stroking.

Nayeon’s words ignite a weird feeling in your heart, aside from arousal. Her admission that you are the one she thinks about when she cums is not only hot, but it makes you feel something else. Is it pride? Is it joy? You are her friend with benefits, shouldn’t it be natural to feel joy knowing she touches herself to you? Shelving those thoughts aside, you focus on the sight and sounds of Nayeon through your phone.

“Nayeon, you look so good, too good even, fuck.” You can feel your orgasm slowly approaching, and you slow your movements. “I jerk myself thinking about your voice, your moans, your bare shoulders.” You gasp in pleasure, releasing a shaky breath. “I think about your breasts and how they ripple when I pound you. I think of your tight cunt and how good it feels when you squeeze my cock when you cum, fuck!”

“Oh shit, I’m so close, cum with me, cum with me!”

You switch your camera’s view to you jerking your hard shaft, groaning as you tighten your grip. Within moments, you are on the edge of orgasm, just as Nayeon is. Nayeon moans when she sees your shaft on her screen.

“Oh God, watch me cum, watch me, I’m cumming!”

Nayeon’s pussy clenches hard when she retracts her fingers from her pussy. Deep moans emanate from her throat as her body convulses. Her pussy visibly contracts when she cums, clenching repeatedly. Juices run down around her crotch and thighs while she squirts over what looks like a towel. Her eyes are locked on the screen as she cums watching you orgasm moments after her.

At the same time, you force yourself to keep your eyes focused on the screen as your balls tense and your cock pulses in your hands. Spurt after spurt of semen stains your sheets, some of it lands on your thighs, your abs, your hand. You can see Nayeon’s eyes widen as she watches you spurt, amazed at the volume. As both of you pant in exhaustion, you can hear Nayeon’s soft voice through your speakers.

“Fuck, that was so hot…”

You switch the viewfinder back to show your face. “Mmm, Squirtle, looks like I made you squirt again.”

“Nggggh~,” she whines, trying to hide her face with her hand, “Stop calling me that!” She waves at the camera, a huge blush flaring across her cheeks. Nayeon then proceeds to pout, puffing her cheeks out and glaring at the camera, huffing and looking away.

What the fuck, that was cute.

Wait. What?

Nayeon carries on pouting, throwing in puppy eyes for good measure. You’re rendered speechless for a bit, wondering how someone who just finished phone sex can switch to being adorable that quickly.

“Yah, stop staring, you pervert. I know I’m hot.” Nayeon’s teasing brings you back to Earth. You jump a bit, blinking and shaking yourself out of your stupor. “Take your eyes off my body and go shower, idiot.”

“Pervert? Pervert?! I’m not the one who called already fucking herself!”

“Blehhhh.” Nayeon sticks her tongue out. “I can’t hear you, bye!”

—————

Nayeon steps into her shower, letting the warm water run down her body. As she lathers her hair with shampoo, her mind begins to wander back to you.

In her opinion, you are the best partner she’s had. She is very satisfied that you were the pick for her Bucket List, and she gives herself a mental pat on the back for having chosen you for the job. After all, you were the only one who managed to tick every box in the criteria.

Trustworthy, check. Dependable, check. You did not sell her out at all; no one knows that she regularly hooks up with you. Furthermore, every time she initiated something with you, she left very satisfied. Nayeon smiles as she lets the water wash off the suds in her hair.

You really weren’t a creep. Most men would have been like Prick #1 and #2 in the men’s room and for the vast majority of Seoul U’s male populace, Nayeon was essentially meat. Meat that they wanted a piece of. They only saw her for her looks and physical assets, thinking with their dicks instead of their head. However, she knew you refused to let yourself fall to the same views that the majority held. When you covered her ears and told her to ignore the two pricks, telling her she was valued for more than just sex, the seriousness and barely restrained anger on your features was the hottest thing ever.

Nayeon vastly appreciated your words to her at that moment. She could tell that you were genuinely angry then, and you meant all the words you said from the bottom of your heart. In all honesty, her heart fluttered when you defended her. As she washes her body, she lets a shy smile emerge on her features thinking about your defense of her.

The final touch was that you were indeed cute and experienced. You were someone she considered handsome, cute, and hot, as established from before your hookups. She found your texts quite adorable as they make her blush. You easily sent compliments or teased her through text without hesitation, you were very easy on her eyes, shirtless or not, and you held conversations well, putting a lot of thought and consideration into your words.

It goes without saying that you were experienced. After all, Nayeon squirted so many times engaging in sex with you. Sometimes, she thought about riling you up even more just to see and feel you fuck her harder.

Nayeon had to reluctantly admit that if you kept your actions up, she might end up seeing you as more than a friend.

—————

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Heyyy

[You sent a message:]

Hey Squirtle

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

I wanna send you more pics :)

[You sent a message:]

Omg Kookeu cute

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

😡😡 am I not cute?

[You sent a message:]

Fine fine yes you are, happy?

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Aww, thank you 🥰🥰

Meet me tomorrow morning? Let’s get food before class 😁😁

[You sent a message:]

Sure, 10 am, SU Cafe?

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Okok 👍🏻👍🏻

—–

Students fill Seoul U’s campus as usual. As you walk into the campus, Nayeon is already waiting there for you. She is dressed in a cozy button-down and black jeans, her hair tied up in a lazy ponytail. To complete the look, she has a pair of glasses sitting atop her nose. When she spots you, she hops in place and waves with a big grin. Time seems to slow. Your heart begins racing. Was she ever this cute before?

“Hey Squirtle.”

“Oh my God, stop calling me that!” She playfully slaps your shoulder before she grabs your wrist and pulls you along the path to the cafe. In that short time, you fixate on her grabbing your wrist. When did she ever initiate skinship like that outside of sex? Not that you were complaining, it feels good to have her hand gripping your wrist like that. But why?

“You seem lost.”

You jump at Nayeon’s voice, a blush immediately covering your cheeks as she breaks your train of thought. She laughs, covering her mouth with her hand.

“Thinking about me? I know I’m hot.”

“In your dreams, Squirtle, in your dreams.”

“Admit it, you were thinking of me, weren’t you? Me grabbing your wrist, perhaps?”

“Er… no.”

“I can read your face, you liar.” Nayeon pokes your cheek three times. “You can’t hide that shit from me. You’ve worn your heart on your sleeve since first year. Everyone knows that. Besides, you were staring.”

Nayeon laughs again, and you stare at her. Something warm bubbles in your heart, but you aren’t sure what it is. Maybe it’s joy at feeling the warm sun and breathing in the fresh morning air? You let yourself bask in the sight before Nayeon reaches for the door of the cafe. She gestures towards the door. “Ladies first.”

You enter the cafe, flashing her the finger as she laughs.

A great morning indeed, if only you knew why.

—–

“I gotta use the washroom. Get me the cheese baked rice, yeah?”

Nayeon flashes you the “OK” sign. When you leave, she lets herself think about how flustered you were. It was a bit uncharacteristic of you to be that way since you were known to keep to yourself. Ever since both of you began to text each other regularly, both of you warmed up to each other. However, this was new. As she hums, pushing her thoughts aside to peruse the menu, three bodies surround the table.

“Hello, Nayeon.”

Fuck. Her simps.

“What do you want, Ho Jun?”

“Can’t a gentleman say hi to a lady?” Ho Jun smiles, though Nayeon can see through his bullshit. “I saw you come in with that… dude. I don’t think you should hang out with him.”

Nayeon mentally facepalms. Ho Jun is an overweight man who thinks the world of himself. In his world, he is as charismatic as Tony Stark, getting all the ladies and having as bright a future. To him, he is affable, desired, and adored by all. However, everyone knows him for what he was: misogynistic, a pervert, rude, and disgusting. His two lackeys aren’t any better either.

“And why that recommendation, Ho Jun?”

“I’m clearly better than him! I love you for who you are, and you can find everything a good boyfriend has in me. I can give you the world, Nayeon. I can—”

“The only thing you can give now is to give way to me. Move, fat fuck.” All heads whip to you, meeting your glare. You tap on one foot, awaiting Ho Jun to move away.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

“I said move, you fat fuck. Do you lack that much ability to comprehend language?”

Ho Jun splutters in anger, and you push him aside, retaking your seat. Immediately, he is yelling about how disrespectful you are. You roll your eyes and facepalm, meeting Nayeon’s exhausted expression. She turns to Ho Jun, and with a glare that mirrors the heat of a thousand suns, she halts Ho Jun’s tirade.

“Shut the fuck up, Ho Jun. You’re making a scene. Leave.”

“But he disrespected me, Nayeon! Are you not going to defend me?”

“She said to fuck off, fat fuck.”

Thoroughly embarrassed in front of his “Queen”, Ho Jun leaves furiously, his friends in tow. Both you and Nayeon sink into your seats, sighing. Nayeon buries her face in her hands, exasperation evident in her posture.

“Fuck that guy. I didn’t expect to run into one of your Simping Apes. How unpleasant.” You pinch the bridge of your nose, but Nayeon’s shaking shoulders and hands dropping reveal Nayeon giggling at your words. Soon enough, both of you are laughing at your words, halting only to give your orders to the waitress.

“Simping Apes? How did you even come up with that?”

“Well, you see…”

——————–

Today is a rare day of respite for Nayeon. Her group members for her Final Year Project are all absent, which leaves her with nothing much to do for the day after meeting with you.

“If they’re all not here, what’re you doing?”

“Library. I’m gonna go catch up on some reading I haven’t been doing since we’ve begun on Final Projects.” Nayeon smiles at first, but then her eyes shine with mischief. She tiptoes to whisper in your ear, “Come find me later, Daddy.”

The word sets you on fire. “Nayeon, what?!” Immediately, your face colours in a blush, your pants becoming tighter.

“What? Daddy’s getting hard thinking of his baby girl?” Nayeon giggles, slapping your shoulder gently. “See ya later!”

Now you have to go through your day thinking about Nayeon calling you Daddy. Shucks.

——————–

Nayeon spends a lot of time reading. The library is one of her favourite places to spend a day, and she adores the peace and quiet it offers. However, the current peace and quiet, when mixed with random intrusive thoughts, leads her to think about you once more, specifically a fantasy she’s had since the last time both of you had sex in the bathroom.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy! I’m so close, Daddy!”

“Good, baby girl. Think about how I’m fucking you silly. Cum. Cum for me.”

Nayeon squeezes her thighs together, imagining your shaft pounding into her pussy, your abs flexing with each thrust. The image of your glare and you pinning her hands down while you wreak merry havoc on her body causes her to flood her panties. Nayeon glances around the library. The floor she is using is surprisingly empty, but to be fair, she is also here while everyone is in class. Perhaps this is a chance. After all, with her peaceful reading now ruined, maybe she should indulge in her public fantasy.

Nayeon’s fingers reach for her shirt, working at it button by button. She feels the thrill beginning to seep into her bones, her heart rate rising. She takes small breaths as she bites her lip, thinking about the risk she is taking. As she exposes more of her skin, she bites down harder, one hand reaching to touch herself over her pants. After she rises from her seat, Nayeon wanders around the empty aisles, shedding herself of clothing along the way. Each article of clothing that drops on the floor only furthers her arousal.

Her shirt falls to the ground first, followed by her bra. Nayeon rolls her nipples, giving her breasts a few squeezes as she moans at her own touch. The cool air of the air conditioning contrasts against the heat emanating from her body, but she ignores how cold it feels against her skin. Soon enough, her pants join her upperwear on the floor, leaving her in her panties. Nayeon gathers her clothing, leaving them at her original spot at the back of the entire floor. Grabbing her phone, she opens the camera app.

—————

“Alright guys, good work for today. Let’s take the rest of the day off and come back tomorrow. Good job!”

You leave your classroom with a big smile on your face, the productivity in your meeting being the source of your happiness. You fish your phone out of your pocket, intent on texting Nayeon.

[Im Squirtle has sent you a video]

Huh. What could it…

Oh.

Oh.

“Fuck, Daddy, oh, your baby girl feels so good~.” Nayeon’s sultry moans echo out of your speakers, and you hastily fumble to lower the volume of your phone. Nayeon has her crotch lined up with the corner of a table in the library, and she grinds against the table. Her free hand fondles her bare chest, and her mouth is frozen in an “O” as she moans. Immediately, you call Nayeon. When she answers, she voices her pleasure into your ear. “Daddy, fuck~”

“What the fuck, Nayeon?”

“Come find me, Daddy~. Fifth floor, oh fuck~, come fuck your baby girl silly, oh shit!” You can hear something splash, and you immediately know Nayeon just squirted. You end the call just as she moans gutturally.

—————–

Nayeon grinds her bare pussy against the table for the third time, her drenched panties still hanging around her thighs. Below her, puddles of her squirt pool around and under her feet, some of it running down the table leg. With how sensitive she is, it doesn’t take long before she feels herself on the edge of another orgasm.

“Oh, shit, I’m gonna—!”

One hand grabs her face, covering her mouth. Another hand grabs her pussy, the sensations of the table replaced with fingers. Nayeon shrieks, but your familiar scent calms her, knowing that she is in your hands.

“Fucking hell, slut. Cum.”

Nayeon orgasms for the third time, violently squirting across the library floor. Her hips buck as stream after stream of her orgasm fires out of her clenching pussy. You whisper pure filth in her ear while rubbing her clit, ensuring she cums for as long as possible.

“Daddy’s come to collect, babygirl. What a fucking slut, squirting for anyone who comes to watch. Maybe I should fuck you where everyone can watch. Let them see how much of a slut you are.”

When Nayeon’s knees buckle, you lift her and place her on the table. You can not shed your clothes quicker. When you join her in the same state of dress, you pick her up and fuck her right where you stand. Her legs wrap around your hips, arms around your neck, and you line your shaft up to meet her pussy. With the aid of gravity, you penetrate her, and she moans loudly at your insertion.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, baby girl.”

With that, you take off, pounding upwards into her as she moans wordlessly, her voice echoing around the empty library. “Oh, fuck, fuck, Daddy, fuck! Your cock feels so good, Daddy! Fuck this slut! Fuck your slut until she squirts! Punish me for being such a whore!”

“That’s right, baby girl. You’ve been such a naughty whore. Masturbating like that out for all to watch, like some free-use bitch?” You pound up into her, intent on giving her the pounding she wants. Nayeon’s whimpers, groans, and various other sounds of pleasure only fuel your lust for her, and you fuck her harder and harder in response.

“Yes, Daddy, I’ve been a bad girl, a bad bad girl, oh! I wanted you to catch me, Daddy, fuck!” Nayeon’s semi-coherent words ring into your left ear, and you move to lay her on the table so you can fuck her the way you liked.

The moment Nayeon’s back lands on the table, you move to spread her legs open, exposing all of her to you. You piston deep into Nayeon’s pussy as you watch her chest jiggle with each violent thrust you send into her. Mentally, you compare how she feels against the past two times you had sex with her. This time, she is so impossibly tight, a testament to how turned on she is compared to the last few times.

“How does Daddy’s cock feel, baby girl? How does it feel being pounded like the whore you are?”

“Fuck, Daddy, it feels so good, so good~.” Nayeon squirms under your forceful thrusts, her eyes squeezed shut tightly. “Use me, Daddy! Use your slut, use your slut’s pussy to cum!”

“Fuck, Nayeon, take my fucking load!”

Your orgasm takes you by surprise. Nayeon’s filthy words prove too much for you to handle, and the pressure on your balls releases. You thrust deeply, sending thick spurt after thick spurt of cum into Nayeon. With each spurt, Nayeon moans loudly, the warm liquid coating her walls. You can feel the mix of her juices and your semen seep out from the gaps between your connection. When you finish orgasming, you pull out of her, still hard. White creamy semen flows out of her freshly fucked hole, dripping onto the table and the floor.

“Get up, Nayeon. I’m not done with you.” You pull her up to stand, facing you. Nayeon is a disheveled mess. Sweat runs down her back and chest, her messy ponytail becoming messier. The glasses perched neatly atop her nose now barely hangs on, tilted diagonally across her face. You take the time to adjust them to return them to their original position. Beneath, more of your cum dirties the creamy skin of her inner thighs. With a burst of speed, you bend Nayeon over the table, giving her right asscheek a loud slap. Nayeon gasps loudly before you give her another spank on the same cheek.

Nayeon speaks before you can. “Yes, Daddy, spank your slut. I’ve been a bad girl, Daddy, whoring out in public like that. Please, Daddy, punish me!”

“Good, baby girl. At least you know your mistakes. Five more hits, baby, and I’ll fuck you until you cum.”

“Yes, Daddy, thank you, Daddy!”

“Count.” You land a slap on Nayeon’s left asscheek this time, causing her to scream out, “One!” Both you and Nayeon count together with each smack, leading up to five.

Nayeon snakes her hand down to touch her pussy, which you catch. Instantaneously, you swat her hand away, pulling at her arm to grip her wrist and pin her arm behind her. “You don’t get to touch, slut. You only get off if I let you.”

“Yes, Daddy, sorry Daddy.”

“Good.” In one deep thrust, you re-enter Nayeon’s pussy, pushing yourself to the hilt. You start thrusting, just as forcefully as earlier, using your cum from earlier as a lubricant. Nayeon screams at how rough you are. You grab the base of her ponytail, pulling her up roughly. “Moan for me, baby girl. Let the world know how good I fuck your pussy.”

“Fuck, yes, Daddy, your cock feels so good in my pussy, I love how deep your cock fucks into me, please, Daddy, fuck me harder, faster, make me cum on your cock, please!”

You choose not to answer, preferring to chase your orgasm and push her towards hers. It doesn’t take long before both of you are close; Nayeon did not get to cum earlier, and your dominance over her turned you on so much, maybe even a bit too much.

“Cum, Nayeon. Cum for me. Cum on the cock you love so much.”

Nayeon screams. Your cock is forcefully pushed out of her with how her pussy contracts. She squirts violently, stream after stream of pure pleasure spraying all over her luscious thighs, her toned calves, her feet. You pin her down as she bucks wildly, the pleasure coursing through her body proving almost too much to handle. You jerk yourself, keeping yourself near the edge of your orgasm, and when Nayeon relaxes, you thrust deep into her. Once, twice, thrice. Finally, you let yourself go, pumping your second and final load deep into her. You fall on top of her as your shaft pulses your seed into her, painting her walls white with you.

—————

Nayeon lazily laps at your cock and balls, lathering them in saliva as she cleans up the mess staining your crotch. You smile, patting her head as she smiles adorably. “Good girl.”

Nayeon leaps to her feet, gathering her clothes. Your gaze wanders across her body, and as if by magic, Nayeon turns back to meet your eyes. The smile she flashes you is all you see, her radiance overpowering that of the LED lights up above. Your breath catches in your throat, and the heat off your cheeks hints at a blush.

“Stop staring, pervert.” Nayeon laughs. “I know I’m hot, cute, and the Number 1 Commodity around here. No need for your reminder.” She pulls on her pants, shoving her underwear into her bag. “Let’s go to my place, I need a shower.”

“But I don’t have any clothes to change into.”

“Meh, borrow my dad’s. He’s not around to wear it anyways.” Nayeon smooths out her hair, retying it in a neater ponytail. “Let’s go.”

—–

Nayeon’s house is ginormous. A penthouse apartment atop a high-rise, balcony and all. You marvel at how rich Nayeon is.

“Home sweet home.” Nayeon locks the door behind you, dropping the keys in a bowl next to the door. “I wonder if my roommate’s home. Nat? Natalie?” Nayeon gestures at the sofa. “Make yourself at home, I’ll check her room.”

You place your bag down. Her living room is relatively minimalistic, but you note all the evidence of her wealth. Her sofa isn’t something cheap, and the wall-mounted TV isn’t something a typical student can afford. Picture frames containing moments from Nayeon’s youth, and her family adorn the walls and countertops. The entire place feels cozy.

“Arf!” A bark rings next to your leg. You look at a smiling cloud on the ground, and Kookeu stares back at you, seemingly grinning. From within the house, you hear Nayeon’s high-pitched cutesy voice call out “Kookeu~” as she runs from within the house to pamper her dog.

Nayeon’s cutesy voice and actions towards her dog are nothing but adorable. You watch, mesmerized, as Nayeon’s natural cuteness seems to multiply tenfold, if not hundredfold. Her love towards her dog blows you away, and Kookeu’s happy barks and wagging of his tail only show how much he reciprocates her love.

Why is your heart pounding?

“She’s not home. Let’s shower, I guess.” Nayeon taps your forearm, bringing you back to Earth. You let her lead you to grab new clothes, then to the bathroom. Soon enough, both of you enter the shower together.

The shower itself is relatively uneventful. Nayeon is both satisfied and exhausted after your session together. Every time your eyes meet, she flashes a smile at you, and you feel mildly surprised how natural it feels to just shower together like that. Perhaps both of you are closer than you thought.

Also, damn, Nayeon was beautiful.

—————

That night, Nayeon texts you again.

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Thanks for today, Daddy 😘😘

[Daddy sent a message:]

Wtf Nayeon, stop calling me that!

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Fine, guess I’m changing your nickname.

Pervert. 😏😏😝😝

[Pervert sent a message:]

WTF NAYEON

What did I do to you?

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Stare at me, a lot. I know you think about me. Be careful not to think too much, I’m addicting. 🤭🤭

[Pervert sent a message:]

Fuck off, Nayeon.

[Im Squirtle sent a message:]

Goodnight!

[Pervert sent a message:]

Goodnight, Nayeon.

Bucket List (ft. TWICE’s Nayeon) [Part 4]

[Im Squirtle has sent a message:]

My classes got cancelled. See you at SU Cafe in 10.

I’m taking you somewhere after lunch 😉

[Pervert has sent a message:]

Where to, Nayeon?

[Im Squirtle has sent a message:]

Secret.

—————

You arrive at Seoul U’s cafe in seven minutes. Everywhere you look, students fill your sight. The unforgiving lunch crowd makes you wonder how you’ll spot Nayeon. The worries you have dissipate when the crowd parts before your eyes. Is this what divine intervention felt like in the past?

Im Nayeon moves through the parted crowd fluidly, flashing a polite smile at those who stop to let her pass. When her eyes meet yours, Nayeon hastens her pace, waving to you. The polite smile morphs into a big smile, her adorable bunny teeth on full display as she hops in front of you.

“Hi!’

"Hey.” You instinctively smile, and hers widens in response. Unexpectedly, your hand is in hers, and she pulls you into the cafe.

“Let’s get food first!”

—–

Lunch goes by particularly smoothly. Nayeon whines about her group mates for the final project, and then about the vague specifications. You manage to pay enough attention to her to muster adequate replies, but whatever attention that isn’t on her… is on her, albeit in a different manner.

Nayeon has her hair in curls today. A pendant with an engraving of a four-leaf clover on it hangs around her neck. Your eyes trail down her neck to her top—a simple white piece, encased by a cozy off-shoulder sweater of the same shade. The sweater gives her sweater paws. She looks cute.

What makes her not cute is how her jeans were left unbuttoned, exposing her belly button. When Nayeon sits, a bit of her tummy spills over the waistband of her pants, and you stare at the exposed skin. She looks natural, beautiful, and… perfect?

What is this feeling and why is it so uncomfortable, yet so comfortable?

“… to you. Hey. Hey! Are you listening?” Nayeon waves a hand in front of your face, and you return back to reality with some fumbling of the utensils in your hands.

“Oh, er, um, yes. About the slow bastard.”

“I stopped talking about that five minutes ago. You’re not listening to me~!”

Nayeon folds her arms and puffs her cheeks, huffing as she gives you a mock glare. She looks even more like the cutest bunny now, and the slow pounding of your heart doesn’t really help things.

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Nayeon says, “you’re lucky you look cute when you’re staring.”

“What?”

“Your eyes are on me. All the time.” Nayeon leans closer, amused. “Do you want to see more of me?”

You choke on your own saliva, and Nayeon hurriedly fusses over you, offering a cup of water. When you somewhat recover from your coughing fit, Nayeon giggles, hiding her face behind her large hands.

“You’re laughing at someone who could’ve died.”

“Stop being dramatic. You’re the one who choked thinking about stuff only a pervert thinks about. That’s hardly my fault.”

You have to admit she’s right, but what is partially her fault is how tight your pants feel after her words. You chug the rest of the water, and try to calm down enough to carry on eating.

—–

“And… here we are!”

Nayeon pulls you by the hand up the last flight of stairs you can climb. The door that blocks the next flight reads “Roof Access. No entry to unauthorized personnel.” The breeze sends Nayeon’s hair rippling in its motion, and Nayeon grins as she takes a seat on the second step, tapping the space to her right.

“I like being here.” She is the first to break the silence. “I used to come here when things got stressful every semester, and it hasn’t failed me yet. Just being here calms me.”

The staircase landing overlooks an empty field within the campus. Nayeon’s journey takes both of you through most of the school, and up suspiciously dark flights of stairs until you reach where you sit right now. At this height, you can see the sprawling park beyond the fence that borders the campus, and the apartment blocks at the other side of the park. Bright white clouds move lazily across sky blue, and the view mesmerizes you.

However, the sight of your friend-with-benefits under the glow of the afternoon sun, a slight smile on her face as she releases a deep breath, trumps whatever the view offers you. Nayeon was and still is the prettiest woman you have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Now that she was fully relaxed in her place of healing, with her guard down, you can’t help but marvel at how beautiful she is.

The sun kisses her porcelain skin, and you notice how beautiful her eyelashes are. Nayeon’s bright expressive eyes have dimmed to a warm glow, and you note the rhythmic rise and fall of her shoulders as she breathes. When you let your eyes trail down to her cute nose and full lips, Nayeon shifts, catching your attention.

“You’re looking again.”

“Sorry.” You panic, looking away. This is the second time you’ve been caught. However, you can’t help but think about why you’re panicking. She’s just a friend, insanely pretty, downright hot, maybe even the ideal girl, but a friend nonetheless. Why the panic?

“It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

“Why did you bring me here?”

“Good things must be shared. I trust you to keep this place a secret, by the way. If I find someone here that isn’t you, then I’m going to come kick your ass.”

Nayeon smiles, rising from her seat on the steps. She moves to the railing, then turns back to you, leaning on the metal behind her.

“It’s our last year here. I wanted to share this place with someone since I found it in Year 2, and I think you’re good enough to know.”

Your heart flutters. She thought you were someone worth sharing a secret spot with?

Nayeon then giggles, and in your distraction, the next thing you see is Nayeon extending a hand to you, pulling you to stand. When you rise, she stands on the tips of her toes, and then her breath tickles your ear.

“Wanna fuck?”

—–

Nayeon’s bare upper body never fails to arouse you.

Your mouth roams up and down her neck, trailing wet kisses and licks. Nayeon pulls you close to her, the moans in your ear evidence of how good she feels. Your hands roam the bare skin of her back, mapping the smooth surface along your palms. Her sweater and top lie forgotten in a pile next to the both of you.

“Your shirt.”

You pull your own shirt off, throwing it on Nayeon’s clothing. You return to working on Nayeon’s neck, but you want to taste something better. Your hands loop under Nayeon’s thighs, and you lift Nayeon against the smooth wall of the stairwell. Nayeon wraps her arms around you, then you dive for her chest.

Nayeon’s gasps and whimpers when your lips take a nipple into their embrace are sounds that you will never tire of. As you circle her areolae with your tongue, Nayeon tries to grind against you for some friction, and you reciprocate, grinding against her. Both of you groan in your individual pleasure, and it doesn’t take long before Nayeon gets impatient for the main course.

“Put me down, then put that cock in me.”

Who were you to deny her?

When you place Nayeon down gently, she immediately kicks her shoes off, then her pants follow, tugged off hurriedly by agitated hands. Somehow, this session does not feel like the previous two—rough and sinful does not describe what goes on between you and Nayeon at the moment. Somehow, this is slower, more tender? Maybe it was because Nayeon bared a bit of herself to you? The fact that she brought you here and told you it was her safe space meant that she was stressed about something. When she commanded you to put her down, something about the way she said it seems to slow you down, and you want to give her some time to relax.

When Nayeon flings her underwear atop yours on the clothing pile, you pull Nayeon to you, drawing her in for a slow kiss. As both of your tongues swirl against the other, Nayeon draws a hand to stroke your shaft, and you knead her ass. Her body is pulled against yours, and the feel of her warm skin only drives you to think of her desire for pleasure.

“Stand against the railing for me, Nayeon.”

Nayeon holds onto the railing, turning back to look at you. When you meet her eyes, you grin, holding onto her hips, gently caressing her asscheeks, and her back, sometimes her tummy. Somehow, this feels right—slow and tender. Is this how FWBs are supposed to be? Should one think the other looks gorgeous under the afternoon sun, when the individual threads of her hair shines from the light? When her hair moves along with the breeze, when she meets her partner’s smile with one of her own?

Why do you feel like you want this moment to last?

“Put it in, please.”

Nayeon sways her hips, occasionally rubbing her slit against the tip of your shaft. You snap out of your confusing thoughts, and you penetrate Nayeon, spreading her wet folds inch by inch. Nayeon’s smile turns into a pleasured expression, and you sigh as you plunge deep into her. When you move back to thrust, you keep it slow and relatively light, choosing to take Nayeon slowly.

“O-Oh, you feel so good inside me, ah~”

You admire Nayeon’s body, bent over the railing, facing the view. Maybe if you weren’t engaging in public sex with her, she would be part of the art in front of your eyes, but with you balls deep within her dripping cunt, she was the art. The rise and fall of her shoulders and back when she shakily breathes with each thrust, the sway of her curled hair in the breeze, the unblemished skin of her back. All these details make up the masterpiece that is the Goddess, and you can’t help but put all your feelings into the driving force that powers your thrusts.

“F-fuck! Fuck! You feel so good, fuck!”

“Shit, you’re so tight, ah!”

You begin to thrust harder into Nayeon, making her body rock slightly as the sound of her ass meeting your hips echoes in the empty stairwell. The wet squelches of your shaft withdrawing and re-penetrating Nayeon add to the audible pleasure within the stairwell.

“Faster, faster, pound me, pound me!”

You double down your thrusts into Nayeon, moving to cup her sensitive breasts. You tug on her nipples, and Nayeon’s broken moans only turn you on more, pushing you to wreck her pussy with the pounding she wants. Somehow, the art in front of you looks even more lifelike—beads of sweat run down her back, Nayeon’s head is thrown back as she moans without a care for who might hear or see her, and her pussy tightens against your shaft. One of her hands no longer grips the railing, instead obscured by her body. It doesn’t take a genius to know where it has gone.

“Pull out, pull out!”

When you withdraw, Nayeon screams. You watch in amazement as Nayeon squirts, the violent streams splashing on the floor of the stairwell. You wonder if she somehow is a human fire hydrant, but the thought is immediately shelved for how hot she looks against the railing, basking in the afterglow of orgasm.

Nayeon turns to you, panting but grinning. “Come finish up. Fill me.”

The feeling of being within Nayeon’s warm folds again draws you to her, but something else makes you want to savor it. You pull Nayeon tightly against you as you pound up into her, chasing your release. Every thrust only tightens the coil within your loins.

“Fuck, Nayeon, I can’t hold on any more!”

“Mm, cum in me.”

You rock Nayeon’s body three more times before you snap, fucking every spurt of cum from deep within you into Nayeon. With each pulse of your shaft, you groan, burying your face deep into the crook of Nayeon’s neck, taking in the scent of her perfume.

Somehow, you forget to let go of her, relaxing with her in your embrace.

“Um, this feels nice.”

You dart back, releasing Nayeon. You don’t know where to look, but Nayeon pulls at your hand, drawing your attention to her. She tiptoes, before she disappears from sight, and you feel a pair of soft lips land on your cheek, before she whispers, “Thank you.”

Before you can even process what happened, she tugs on your arm.

“Get dressed. We’re going for karaoke.”

What?

Bucket List (ft. TWICE’s Nayeon) [Part 5]

You lie semi-awake in wonder at what happened throughout the past twenty-six, maybe seven hours. Nayeon rests beside you, cuddled up tight against your body, dead asleep from the exhaustion of an overnight sex marathon. Originally, you intended to leave Nayeon to sleep alone on her bed while you took the couch, but well…

“We’re fucking having sex on the regular, Pervert. You can definitely lie next to me and sleep. Now go the fuck to bed. I’m tired too, y’know?”

Maybe you could get used to this—but only if she were yours.

—————

Nayeon approaches you after class and pulls you to the side. She has a collared shirt on, red coloring the trimmings on her sleeve. A small tie hangs around her neck, and she finishes off the outfit with a blue skirt that barely reaches mid-thigh.

Nayeon pokes you on the nose when you stare at her legs, and you freeze. She giggles, leaning against the wall.

“Hi.”

“What’re you doing, Nayeon? We gotta go to the next—”

Nayeon holds a finger to your lips, then pushes herself off the wall, grabs your hand, and grins cryptically.

“Guess what we’re doing tonight?”

“We?”

“Mhm.” Nayeon begins to twist her body from side to side, taking advantage of her cuteness. “Guess, guess!”

Your heart pounds, a reminder.

“Uh…”

Nayeon has mischief in her eyes, which you know spells nothing but trouble. Dirty, dirty trouble. “I’m going to give you a hint.”

Nayeon peeks out of the corner both of you are standing in. When she visually confirms that no one is around to see her, she kicks off her shoes, pulling her socks off as well. She raises her skirt, showing you her bare lower half, shaved clean.

“We’re gonna fuck a lot. Specifically, you’re gonna be fucking me a lot.”

You hurriedly try to pull down her skirt, but she shakes your hand away, grinning. Nayeon turns around, waves her ass, then spreads her cheeks open with one hand. Her labia glistens with arousal, and she runs a finger along the slit, a sultry gasp escaping her.

“Tonight, I want you to stay with me, and we’re going to fuck all over the school.”

“What the fuck, Nayeon?” Your bulge strains against the fabric of your pants; Nayeon grinds herself on it.

“What’s wrong? You know you wanna fuck me, Daddy.”

In a flash, you have Nayeon pinned to the wall. Nayeon yelps in surprise, then pleasure when you give her ass a slap. You hurriedly undo your belt and your pants to fish your erection out from the cloth prison, then grip its base to run your head over Nayeon’s dripping slit.

“Such a fucking tease, aren’t you?”

“O-Oh! Only… Only for you Daddy, it’s all for you!”

You originally intended to pound her where she stands, but instead, on a whim, you drive her against the wall and roughly insert two fingers into her dripping cunt with practiced ease. Immediately, you’re striking the rough patch on the top wall of her wet flesh. You pull her against your body to grope her breasts over her shirt, and a devilish grin graces your features when an idea hits you. So Nayeon wants to show it all?

You push her out to the hallway while your fingers relentlessly thrust into her wet folds. Nayeon gasps, panic and pleasure across her beautiful features. Loud moans escape her gaped lips, mixing with the squelches of your fingers, resounding in the empty hallway.

“No, no, Daddy, what if we—”

“That won’t be a problem, don’t worry.” There’s no one in the hallway, and the both of you are guaranteed safe from any watching eyes. However, the thrill gets to Nayeon instantly.

“Oh, oh, fuck, I, I, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, I’m going to—!”

Nayeon explodes. She screams as she forces your fingers out of her cunt, one hard violent stream firing out of her. Even though you can’t see her stream flow out, you watch the girl writhe and shudder as her head is thrown back, eyes rolled upward as she loses control of herself. You rub her clit hard, and her release sprays across the corridor where large puddles form all over the floor. Coating the wall and her thighs in her own squirt too, Nayeon’s orgasm hits her hard—it could have been minutes, maybe even an hour.

In one hard shove, you shove Nayeon to the window of the hallway. You line your cock up against her pussy, and with one hard thrust, you bury yourself balls deep into your cockslut. Instantly, you take off, fucking her pussy for your own pleasure. The burning lust you have consumes all rational thought—all you know is to fuck Nayeon, regardless of location, time, risk, feelings. Right now, she might as well be your personal fleshlight.

“Ohmygod, yes, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me just like that! Wreck my hole, wreck me, use my cunt just the way you like it! Yes, pump my pussy full of your cum Daddy, fuck me full of your cum!”

“That’s right. I’m going to fuck you so hard that all you can think about is my warm cum being fired deep into your womb.”

“Oh fuck, Daddy, fill me with your seed, Daddy, fill my womb with your cum! I wanna go to class leaking from my hole, feeling you deep inside me, please, Daddy!”

You grab Nayeon’s chest harshly, and Nayeon’s wails echo down the empty hallway. You don’t bother to stop her, muffle her moans, or soften the wet claps of your hips against her ass. Even if you were being watched by school staff, CCTVs, hell, even the entire student body, you wouldn’t stop pounding into Nayeon’s warm, tight, wet walls for anything in the world.

“Don’t stop, Daddy, don’t stop, I’m so close, your slut’s so close, I’m gonna squirt, I’m gonna squirt, I’m gonna fucking squirt all over your cock, shit, shit, SHIT!”

Nayeon screams as she achieves her second orgasm of the day. You pull out, grabbing yourself by the base and rubbing her clit with your cock, her violent orgasm spraying all over her legs and the floor once more. Nayeon’s legs vibrate in pleasure, and she staggers as she tries to keep herself standing. Violent gush after violent gush of her orgasm fires out of Nayeon, and you jerk yourself slowly to keep yourself on the edge.

When Nayeon’s orgasm subsides, you harshly thrust back into her, giving her three more hard strokes before you hit your peak.

“Fucking take it, take my fucking cum!”

“Yes, YES, CUM IN ME!”

Immediately, you explode, balls deep in Nayeon’s tight cunt. Your cock twitches as hard pulse after hard pulse of your cum is fucked deep into Nayeon. You fire what seems like endless spurts of thick, white semen deep into Nayeon, fulfilling your promise to fill her hole. Nayeon gasps and groans deeply while each warm shot of cum flows against her walls. Your withdrawal post-orgasm is met with a deluge of cum overflowing from her freshly fucked sex, mixing with her own release on the floor with a loud “Splat!” sound.

You step back, pulling Nayeon into the corner within the hallway once more. Nayeon immediately falls to her knees to take your softening shaft into her mouth. Her tongue swirls over the length, cleaning you up. When she feels satisfied with her cleaning job, she smiles at you as she puts your cock back into your pants. Nayeon gets up from her kneeling position, and you see more of your cum on the floor, beneath where she was. She smirks, spreading her pussy open, letting more cum drip out and land on the floor, forming more trails of white.

After Nayeon pulls tissues out from a pocket somewhere and cleans herself up, she tugs her skirt back down. She grins at you, winking before she leaves.

“Thank you for the cum, Daddy. I’ll see you tonight at 7. Be at the first classroom we fucked in.”

—————

The evening arrives.

“Fuck, yes, eat me Daddy, fuck!”

Nayeon sits atop the same desk you first fucked her on at the beginning of your deal with her. All she has on is a blue skirt, her top discarded long ago in favor of being naked. Her legs are spread open, thighs functioning as your earmuffs while you eat her pussy.

As promised, Nayeon did arrive at 7. With a greeting of “Hey, Daddy”, she pulls you up from your seat into a torrid kiss. When she breaks the kiss, her eyes lock on to yours, and her voice, deep and raspy with arousal, surrounds your entire world. In that moment, you let yourself get mesmerized in her gaze—the surroundings melt away, and she becomes the main focus.

“I’m so fucking wet, Daddy. I’ve been thinking about how you fucked me earlier today, and I’m so horny I can’t wait any longer. I want you to eat me, please.”

With such a request, it naturally doesn’t take long for you to strip both Nayeon and yourself before you pick her up and plant her on the desk, where you kiss trails along both her thighs and around her slit. Nayeon definitely wasn’t lying about being horny—her arousal drips down her thighs, and her whimpers when you lick all of her juices up make you so much hornier.

The sweet tang of her juices draws a hum from your throat. “Mm, you taste so fucking good, baby girl.”

You rub Nayeon’s clit while your tongue goes deep within her quivering walls, though it’s not enough, since her hands on your head attempt to push you deeper. Every slurp of your lips on her slit elicits sinful moans from Nayeon’s lips. Slick drips from her with every lash of your tongue, flowing into your mouth or down your chin.

“Daddy, your fingers!”

You oblige her requests—Nayeon loves having her G-spot and clit stimulated together, and it’s the easiest way to get what you want from her. Your lips now wrap around her clit, your middle and ring fingers striking the top of her walls with the “come hither” motion.

“Oh my God, fuck, Daddy, yes, yes, make me cum, yes, eat me until I squirt, fuck!”

No need for any form of verbal acknowledgement—your actions speak for themselves. Not that you can speak anyway. You wrap your lips around Nayeon’s clit, sucking hard while your fingers lash at her G-spot with every curl. You only have one goal: for Nayeon to squirt all over you when she cums.

“Oh, oh fucking God, don’t stop, don’t stop, you’re gonna make me cum, you’re gonna make me cum!”

With a loud drawn-out squeal, Nayeon shudders atop the desk as she bucks her hips. One long stream of squirt explodes all over your face and chest before you latch your lips around Nayeon’s pussy, the rest of her release gushing into your waiting mouth and down your body. While she trembles, her thighs jiggle and her toes curl up into her feet at the pleasure she receives from the first of many orgasms.

“Was it okay, Nayeon?”

“More than. I loved it.”

“Oh, thank God.” You stand up as you wipe her juices off your lips and chin with the back of your hand, and then you smirk.

“Squirtle.”

“Hey, shut up, you fuckwit!”

The night begins.

—————-

The sounds of Nayeon taking your shaft down her throat resonate around you.

It would be fine if this were her bedroom, your bedroom, a hotel room, whatever. However, when you’re in the middle of an empty hallway, cock deep down the throat of the Goddess of Seoul U in the late hours of night, it’s not only extremely thrilling but extremely inappropriate. The campus is patrolled by guards nightly, and right now, Nayeon all but demands to suck your cock while fucking herself to orgasm where she can risk being seen.

“Nayeon, no… what if we… fuck, what if we get caught?”

“We won’t.”

“But…”

“If they do, we let them watch, Daddy. Let them watch me squirt as you fuck your slut silly.”

Moans, kisses, and licks to your wet shaft break up her reply. With a whisper of “Fuck my face, then cum on it,” Nayeon takes your balls deep down her throat once more, and you grip her head, obliging in her request.

Nayeon’s throat is all you can think about. The tight ring of flesh squeezes your shaft, and when she moans in pleasure, you nearly topple over, the vibrations catching you off guard. Her fingers never slow in their pace, and it doesn’t take long for Nayeon to give up sucking your dick in favor of vocalizing her enjoyment.

"Daddy, I’m so close, Daddy, cum with me, cum on my face, Daddy! Please, please, I’m so close, oh!”

You stroke yourself hard, attempting to catch up to Nayeon. It doesn’t take much—the thrill of being naked with Nayeon for a full night, streaking on campus for a solid eight to nine hours, having a sex marathon is all you need to push yourself to the edge. The sight and sound of Nayeon orgasming push you over it.

Nayeon squirts hard, as per usual. Her moans only get louder when she hits her peak, and the first violent shot of seed out of your cock is coaxed out by the hiss of her juices firing out of her pussy as she spreads it open and sprays down the hallway. Streaks of semen erupt over Nayeon’s face, some of it landing in her open, waiting mouth. The sight of Nayeon’s squirting is like visual crack to you, which prolongs your high longer and longer. Stream after stream of her fluids creates a large puddle on the floor, as Nayeon bucks her hips and curses loudly, the sounds deafening in the silent campus.

You paint Nayeon’s face white as she vibrates in the aftershocks, thighs jiggling while her orgasm flows down the tiled hallway. Nayeon smiles at you when she gives your tip a suck, then scoops the cum off her face to lick off her fingers, as if it were a treat. She smiles, tugging you away from the mess she made.

“Let’s go, Daddy. We have no time to waste.”

Nayeon smirks when she wraps herself around your arm, pulling it between her breasts.

“I’m not letting you leave the campus until you’ve fucked all of my holes multiple times.” She leans to your ear to whisper the hottest string of words ever strung together.

“If I don’t leave Seoul U tomorrow smelling like your cum and leaking from every hole, we’re not done with each other, Daddy.”

Nayeon hops on the windowsill and spreads her legs wide open. You want to finally fuck Nayeon, and she can definitely tell you’re running out of patience.

“Fuck me. You’ve waited long enough.”

Rational thought be damned—Nayeon’s pussy wins.

“Fuck…”

Inch by inch, you slide into Nayeon. Her legs wrap around you when you enter while her arms wrap around your neck, Inch by inch, you slide into Nayeon. Her legs wrap around you when you enter while her arms wrap around your neck. Though you had no intention of leaving, you’re locked securely within her, drawn even closer by her hot breath brushing against your lips. Though you have no intention of leaving, you’re locked securely within her.

“Fuck my pussy and cum in it.”

Nayeon’s pussy is wet, warm, tight, and heavenly. Even after so many different sex sessions with her, you’ve never gotten used to how her body feels against yours. Her walls quiver with each thrust, tightening and loosening, increasing the spikes of pleasure up your spine. The rhythm of your thrusts slowly increases when both you and Nayeon get comfortable. Your hands move to her back and her head, and you smoothe her hair and stroke her back while you pull her close.

“Shit, you’re so fucking tight, so good, argh!”

“And you’re so big, Daddy, so fucking warm, God…”

The wet claps of your cock hilting within Nayeon has a slow tempo. Both of you are within kissing range, yet you choose not to join your lips with hers in favour of admiring her beauty in the midst of sex. Instead, on a whim, both you and Nayeon touch foreheads with the other.

“Can’t get enough of looking at me, Daddy?”

“A-As if. I just didn’t want to kiss you.”

Nayeon giggles. Perhaps the flush on your skin is from arousal, perhaps it’s from embarrassment, maybe even a mix of both. Whatever it is, Nayeon sees through your flimsy excuse, and you curse how brilliant she is.

“Take a good look, Daddy, because this"—she motions at her body with her chin—”is all for you.“

Yours. She’s yours. She said so. Yours.

"O-Oh, fuck, fuck, Daddy, fuck! Fuck!”

Nayeon repeatedly curses as your thrusts increase in tempo and force. You grab her and crash your lips against hers in yet another torrid kiss. Skin against skin, her body is flushed tight against yours. Your arms wrap tightly around Nayeon’s body just as her arms are around yours, her nails finding purchase on the skin of your back.

Whimpers and gasps escape Nayeon’s body with each hard clap of your body against hers. Her vocalizations of carnal pleasure into your ears lead you to fuck her harder and faster. You’re addicted to her body, her voice, her scent, and the feel of her walls tightly squeezing your shaft with every movement you make. Sweat runs down both of your bodies as you enjoy the raw fucking of each other, but that is the least of your concerns. The only goal is to ensure that you make Nayeon happy and give her the sex she wants—no, deserves.

She’s yours, and deep down, you love it. She’s also not really yours, but also kind of yours, and… ah, fuck it.

“I’m gonna cum, Daddy, I’m gonna fucking squirt all over your cock!”

“Cum for me, Nayeon.”

Nayeon’s broken moans fill the hallway as you maintain your thrusts into her. Liquid rushes around your cock and down your thighs while Nayeon’s pussy constricts hard around your shaft. Within your arms and against the glass, her body shudders. You pull out of her cunt, and a gush of squirt follows, her pussy clenching and hips bucking slightly. Nayeon gasps with each burst of fluid firing over your cock, down the wall, and on the floor as puddles form between your legs.

You take the opportunity to join your lips to Nayeon’s as she orgasms, her moans muffled against your lips when you re-enter her pussy. Your thrusts resume to bring yourself to a finish.

“I’m cumming.”

You whisper the two words against Nayeon’s lips. Her stare is fiery. Even with all the mounting pleasure, it’s the look she gives that makes your cock twitch and shoot its first pulse of semen deep into her womb.

It is with reluctance that you withdraw from Nayeon’s warmth, let her go from your embrace. You step back, wiping your brow, unable to stare at Nayeon. You’d let your feelings get the better of you, and you hope she doesn’t find out yet, not when you’ve just found The Feels for her.

Nayeon hops off the windowsill. Two steps, and she grins at you, her eyes crinkling. A giggle escapes her lips when she reaches for your hand. Hers wraps around yours, and a gentle pull leads you down the hallway.

Butterflies explode across your body at her touch. Your eyes lock onto her grip on your hand, then trail up along her arm to her shoulders, her back, and her ass. After you retrace the tracks your eyes have traveled, you lock eyes with Nayeon, to your surprise. She offers no words, only a smile. Her thumb runs circles on the back of your hand, and the butterflies multiply as your heart pounds within the confines of your chest. Under the moonlight, she shines brightly, like a celestial being.

“Is there something on my face?”

You snap out of your trance.

“O-oh, no. Not at all. You look like the usual, beautiful.”

“Hehe.” she giggles. “I know. Thank you. You look really cute today too.”

Naturally, you panic. The karaoke from last time shone all the light on your burgeoning feelings for Nayeon, and now, any instance with her is evidence that she stole your heart, just as she stole so many others’ hearts. However, you console yourself with the knowledge that you’re technically in an exclusive relationship with her—well, friends with benefits, but that’s besides the point. You doubt anyone in Seoul U can say they’ve slept with Im Nayeon except you. You can.

“Come on, I know just the place we can fuck in next.”

—–

“Right here.” The top floor of your faculty building.

Nayeon swipes her hair back as she looks around with the biggest grin on her face. She leans over the railing, her hair swaying in the cool night breeze. The moon spills itself onto the top floor of your faculty building, onto the two of you.

“Here,” she repeats. She turns around to you, then pulls you into a kiss, her tongue swiping at your lips. You gently push her against the railing as she pulls you deeper. Nayeon reaches down to stroke your shaft back to life, and she releases a hum of approval when you harden under her soft touch. Nayeon breaks the kiss for air, a string of saliva between your tongues dripping between her cleavage.

“Fuck me. I want you to use my body, all of it.”

She turns around, drops her bag onto the ground, and retrieves a bottle of lube from the bag. She passes it to you with a knowing grin.

“You know what to do, Daddy.”

Nayeon spreads her asscheeks, revealing her puckered rear entrance to your eyes. You gasp—never had you ever thought of it, but here she was, presenting herself to you.

“Are you sure, Nayeon?” You can’t help but ask—explicit consent was your thing, and you definitely want to make sure she wants it.

After Nayeon stands back up straight, she turns around with an exasperated grin. She giggles and wraps her arms around your neck, pulling herself flush against you.

“I’m presenting my ass to you, and you have the lube in your hands—of course I want you to fuck me, dummy. Thank you for asking though.” She pecks you on the lips, then she steps back. “Now, lube yourself up, and fuck my ass like you own it, Daddy.”

Emotional whiplash, that’s what you have to deal with. Moments ago, she was your crush, the most beautiful girl in the world. Now, she’s your needy, slutty baby girl requesting anal with you. The whirlwind of emotions leaves you a mental mess, but above all that, lust prevails—you want her still.

Nayeon turns around and bends over again. You squeeze lube all over your hand, stroking your shaft all over. You leave no surface dry—Nayeon’s comfort and pleasure is at the top of the priority list, and unlubed anal would certainly destroy any of that. You then squeeze more lube over your right index finger, placing the bottle next to you. Nayeon watches you with eager eyes as you prepare yourself. You can feel her impatience, her burning desire for you to fuck and claim her ass clearly visible.

“Can I, Nayeon?”

“Yes, please, Daddy.”

Nayeon gasps when you tease her rear entrance with your finger. You take extra care as you push your finger into her ass, wiggling your finger to coat her flesh with the lubricant. The tight ring of Nayeon’s ass clamps around your finger, any progress halted with this development. Nayeon moans when you move your finger again in an attempt to insert it further.

“Oh shit, Daddy!”

“Does it hurt, Nayeon?”

“N-no, I’m okay. Carry on, please!”

When Nayeon relaxes, you resume your efforts in penetrating her ass with your finger. You manage to get two knuckles in with the help of the lubricant.

“Daddy, don’t tease me any longer, fuck me!”

Nayeon whines when you withdraw your finger, but the whine turns into a gasp when your lubed shaft pokes at her rear entrance. The moan that she releases when you finally penetrate her ass is the most sinful you’ve heard. You grunt at how tight her asshole is—even with the lube, you still find difficulty entering her. You take your time, inch after inch of your shaft sheathing itself between Nayeon’s supple buttcheeks.

Finally. You hilt all of your shaft into Nayeon, so you groan. Your arms wrap around her body as you lean against her. The urge to blow your load already burdens, but you clench your teeth and resist it. Nayeon is almost too tight, the pleasure threatening your sanity and your control. Nayeon turns around, her hand behind your head. She pulls you in for a short kiss, her tongue against yours as you make out with her.

“Fuck me. Use my ass and cum in it.”

You have your orders.

You pull out up to your tip, then penetrate Nayeon again. The pace is slow—you don’t want to hurt Nayeon, as much as you want to pound her ass. Each thrust is enough to send her cheeks rippling, but you can’t really call it rough or hard.

“Faster, Daddy. Pound me. Use me. Make me squirt off this building.”

“What?” You can’t believe your ears.

“You heard me, Daddy. Fuck me until I cover everything with my cum.”

A switch flips.

You grip Nayeon by the hips as you harshly pull out, then re-enter her body. The volume of Nayeon’s moans are directly proportional to the volume of the claps of your hips against her ass. You tug at Nayeon’s hair after bunching it up in a loose ponytail, pulling her in as you lean to her ear.

“You really are my naughty girl, huh?”

“Yes, Daddy, I’m your naughty girl, your naughty slut!”

You slap one of her asscheeks. She gasps.

“God, you’re fucking dripping.” Your free hand reaches between her legs to swipe over her slit. Her juices coat your fingers, the sensation drawing a smile on your face. You move to tease her cunt and rub her protruded clit, while your other hand grips her shoulder when you lean into her. Nayeon’s broken moan of pleasure confirms her approval.

“Do you like it, Nayeon, mm? Being fucked like that in public? Imagine, Nayeon, imagine all the students watching you having sex with me. Imagine them watching their slut of a Queen having her ass taken. Imagine squirting on all of them.”

“Oh, oh yes, Daddy, I want them to watch me, I want them to see who owns my body, who fucks my pussy, my mouth, my ass! I want them to know I’m your fucktoy, and I squirt only for your cock! Fuck me daddy, fuck me until I squirt all over the school for you!”

You decide not to answer with words but with actions. Your thrusts are short and hard—only half of your shaft makes it out of her before you enter her again. Nayeon’s cries of pleasure echo in the empty courtyard, the loud claps of flesh against flesh deafening in the cool night air. You decide to contribute more to the sounds of pleasure—your fingers part the walls of Nayeon’s dripping cunt, curling to strike her G-spot from the get-go. The heel of your palm never halts its stimulation of Nayeon’s clit.

“Oh, fuck, fuck yes, Daddy, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Nayeon is reduced to a quivering mess because having both her holes messed with is more than enough for her to lose herself to the sinful pleasure, and all she can manage is to moan, whine, and release the occasional “fuck” or “Daddy”.

“Shit, you feel so good fucking back on me like that.”

Nayeon’s response is to increase the force of her thrusts backwards. You match the pace of your fingers with the pace of your sex with her. Wet squelches fill the night air as Nayeon’s arousal drips between your fingers, dark spots forming a puddle beneath her feet.

“Oh my God, I’m gonna squirt, I’m gonna fucking squirt, I’m gonna fucking cum all over this school, I’m gonna fucking cum, FUCK!”

“That’s right Nayeon, Daddy wants you to cum. Show the school how you cum!”

Nayeon’s hips buck violently, her orgasm hitting her like a truck. Her body falls back against yours as her legs tremble and squirt explodes out of her pussy between the railings. Nayeon’s guttural moans next to your ear only fuel your want—no, need to fuck her ass full of your cum. Nayeon’s pleasure sprays off the building in long bursts, the splattering of her juices below faint.

“Yes, squirt for Daddy, Nayeon, yes… Let Daddy see how much of a naughty girl you are.”

“Fuck yes, Daddy, watch me fucking squirt, FUCK!”

Hmm… is that yelling?

———–

A lone figure shuffles down the hallway. The only light in the entire hallway is from the phone screen inches away from his face, his eyes peering over the thick circular glasses perched atop his nose. A fanny pack wraps securely around his waist. Four letters “J”, “O”, “O”, and “N” are embroidered on the straps.

“Fuck that bastard roommate. As if he doesn’t have enough sex already, and now he has to go ham and fuck some girl right beside my roo—Fuck yeah! A shiny, let’s go!”

His steps take him out under the night sky, away from the shelter of the Film block. Three steps out, and…

Sprrrrat!

A deluge of liquid drenches Joon from head to toe. Burst after burst of liquid soaks through Joon’s clothing, some of it wetting his socks. In his shock, he drops his phone to the floor, the force and angle of it shattering his screen. The phone breaks apart, and the almost never-ending sprays of liquid drench the circuitry for the battery and phone.

“No, no, no!” Joon hurriedly bends over to attempt to save his phone, and his bluetooth headset falls off his head with the speed he bends down. The headset hits the puddle on the ground, and the flashing lights on the headset go dark.

“NO!”

The bursts of liquid cease. Joon immediately turns to look up.

“Watch where you fucking pee, asshole!”

Joon curses his roommate out as he picks up his ruined phone and headset.

“Fucking roommate bastard! If he wasn’t such a fucking horndog, arrrgh!”

———–

“Hm? Is that someon—ngh!”

Before Nayeon can peer down to look, you pull her back with a hand over her mouth.

“Daddy isn’t finished with you, baby girl.”

You slipped out of Nayeon right at the cusp of your orgasm, but you decided to help Nayeon through hers. The frustration from being edged then was overshadowed by the need to watch Nayeon cum, but now that she got her release, all that was left was the need for your own.

“Oh fuck, yes, please finish in me, Daddy.”

“You know I will.”

You penetrate Nayeon’s ass again, your hips taking off to wreck her body with thrusts. No more mercy—you needed to finish in her and claim her body as yours. It is with that thought that you bring yourself close to her ear.

“Who owns this ass, Nayeon?”

“You do, Daddy. My ass, my pussy, my mouth, all for you to use and fuck!”

“That’s right, baby girl, and I’m gonna fucking fill your ass, you hear me?”

“Yes, Daddy, cum in my ass, please!”

With a grunt, your hips stutter. You push Nayeon against the railing as you force yourself to hilt in her, thick pulses of semen erupting from your twitching cock and firing deep into Nayeon’s ass. You pant with every shot of cum that paints Nayeon’s flesh white, Nayeon’s moans mingling with every exhale of your breath.

A giggle, then Nayeon’s soft lips land on your cheek.

“And just like that, you’ve fucked every hole of my body. Congratulations, Daddy.”

Before you can fall entirely to the tingles that her kiss sends all over your skin, the sound of keys jingling rounds the corner. Nayeon seizes up, panic across her face. In a flash, you wrap an arm around Nayeon’s waist and pull her back while you cover her mouth to muffle her sound of surprise. You’re glad to see a small room you can hide behind, away from sight of whoever’s coming.

Right as you disappear into the gap in the wall, both you and Nayeon catch sight of a guard rounding the corner. The beam of his flashlight waves just centimeters away from Nayeon’s toes, and you pull her around the corner, away from his sight. The girl in your arms turns to peek around the corner at the guard waving his flashlight around, and she bites her lip as she stares at the guard looking around the area. You pray he doesn’t find her bag just behind his right leg, the lube and all left out in the open for anyone to catch.

You remain extremely still. Any little sound, and you might be caught. However, you and Nayeon both crave the thrill of the risky situation, and your cock hardens deep within her ass again. Nayeon whimpers as you slowly thrust up into her, and the telltale movement of her right arm in front of her, accompanied by soft wet squelches, is all you need to know that Nayeon is masturbating. You grab Nayeon by her hips, and you pull her onto your cock, thrusting in softly as to keep both of you quiet. Nayeon pushes against the wall with her left hand, her biceps and triceps flexing with the force she uses to keep herself upright. Nayeon’s ass is incredibly slick—a mix of lube and your cum from earlier provides for your shaft to almost glide into her ass with barely any friction, and if not for the guard, you’d be pounding the girl in front of you until she is consumed by the sinful pleasure, squirting uncontrollably as you fill her ass with another thick load.

Nayeon is wetter than she was before. You can hear the squelches with every entrance of her fingers into her pussy, and you groan when she releases a drawn-out moan, her ass clenching as she hits her own G-spot. You can hear the guard turn a corner around the end of the hallway, and you take the chance to pump a few thrusts deep into Nayeon. With your hard grip on Nayeon’s hips, you thrust deep into Nayeon as you pull her back, and you proceed to fuck Nayeon hard and fast. You only pull out half your shaft before you pump the entire length back into her, the loud claps breaking the tranquility of the night.

“Oh, fuck, no, no, Daddy, no!”

“Yes, Nayeon. I’m gonna fuck the cum out of you, you hear me?”

A tight pull is all you need to replace Nayeon’s fingers with yours. She’s tight, sinfully tight in both holes, her juices dripping over your fingers with each thrust. You know that the hallway that the guard went down isn’t particularly long, but long enough for the both of you to finish this round of anal sex. You match the tempo of your fingers to the tempo of the thrusts into Nayeon’s body, and Nayeon squeals almost instantly as she convulses in your arms, her hips bucking hard as a continuous spray of squirt gushes out of her hole. Nothing is dry anymore—the floor, the walls, and both of your legs. You never stop pounding Nayeon in pursuit of your orgasm, so close after seeing Nayeon achieve hers.

“Take my fucking load, Nayeon!”

Nayeon doesn’t reply—squirt continuously gushes out of her as her eyes roll back and her jaw hangs loose, her wordless string of moans muffled by your hand over her mouth. You fire spurt after spurt of semen deep into her ass, and you can feel it overflow between the gaps of your shaft and her ass, coating it with every entry and exit, then running down your balls. You count upwards of ten thick spurts, and Nayeon only falls quiet when you slow your thrusts, both your orgasms finally subsiding.

The guard walks by again, none the wiser to the mess just around the corner. Nayeon drips cum from her ass, and her pussy drips a mixture of squirt, slick, and your cum from earlier in the night. Both of you are sweaty, filthy messes, and when you pull out of Nayeon, she turns around and crashes her lips to yours, her grip on your hips tight as it can be.

“Oh my God, that was so fucking hot.”

“Fuck yes it was.”

“Come with me. One last time.”

Nayeon tugs at your hand, and she pulls you to a washroom after collecting her bag.

“Let’s clean up a little before I let you take me one more time, okay?”

———–

Nayeon leans over the railing at the viewing gallery overlooking the university’s pool, and you rest against the same railing next to her.

“Here, Daddy. Take me one last time. Use my pussy one more time.”

She tiptoes to kiss your cheek, then she pulls you to face her.

“Go slow, okay? As slow as you want.”

This was out of character for her. Usually she likes it wild, hot, and heavy, but this time… slow?

“I’ve made it about me too much tonight. I want you to have some fun too.”

You take a step closer to Nayeon and step behind her, pulling her to you. You line your shaft to her pussy, and you look up to meet her smile.

“I’m going in.”

“Okay.”

Both of you moan when you penetrate Nayeon. Your thrusts are gentle and slow, and you pull Nayeon’s hair behind her ear, wrapping your arms around her body as you lean over her. You rest your head on Nayeon’s shoulder.

Nayeon’s pussy feels divine. Vaginal sex with her was the best, and now that you had all control, you wanted to savor the experience of having slow, sensual sex with her. You hold her tight against your body as you rock her with slow thrusts, enjoying the sound of her soft moans next to your ear.

“Nayeon-ah, you feel really good.”

“Ah, yes, shit, you feel really good in me too.”

The moonlight bathes Nayeon’s skin with an almost otherworldly glow. Under the moonlight, she looks like a fairy, albeit sweaty and a little messy after all the sex. The light reflects off her hair, and when she turns around to connect her lips to yours for a slow makeout, you finally admit your feelings for her.

No more hiding. You’ve fallen for her. You’re the idiot that fell for her.

Fuck.

It is with the thoughts that you hug her a little tighter, your thrusts a little harder. You can’t resist moaning her name with each thrust, and she only smiles as she grabs your hands over her waist and rubs circles over the back of your hand. The warmth of her body feels so right against yours, and having her wrapped around your shaft tightly might be heaven on earth.

“You can touch me, y'know?”

You reach a hand over her right breast, the other moving to rub her clit. Nayeon releases a soft moan when you play with all of her sensitive spots.

“Yesss, fuck, that’s it.”

You kiss her again, then again, then again. You can’t get enough of her, and from the way Nayeon kisses back, she seems like she can’t get enough of you too.

Nayeon’s walls squeeze you tightly, yet you glide in and out of her with ease. She only gets wetter when you play with her clit and nipples, and you can feel her tightening around your shaft. Wordlessly, you begin to pump her harder, the soft claps of your flesh against hers increasing in volume and tempo.

“Oh, oh, oh fuck, yes, there, there, oh!”

You lose yourself in her first. Your feelings overwhelm you—this somehow feels different from any sex you’ve had with Nayeon before. You pull her against you, your arms tightly wrapped around her body as your hips stutter and spurt after spurt of semen paints her pussy white, firing into the depths of her body. Nayeon follows soon after, shudders of pleasure wracking her body, small streams of squirt dripping between your irregular thrusts. Her walls pulsate around your orgasming shaft, and your ministrations on her clit never ceases. When Nayeon’s orgasm subsides, you pull out of her, and your last load of the night drips down to the ground, dripping from between Nayeon’s thighs.

“Hey, let’s go home. Stay over at mine.” Nayeon pants, her hands smoothing out the mess that is her hair while she turns back to you.

“Huh—wha?”

“Sleep over at mine. I know you’re tired. Come on.” She takes your hand and leads you back to the classroom. “Kookeu misses you.”

———-

Nayeon insists you take the bed with her. You didn’t want to—sharing a bed with her seemed a bit much, but she pushed you onto it anyway, crawling to snuggle in your arms. You’re mentally panicking—Nayeon has her arm wrapped around your body, and she buries her head into the crook of your neck, her eyes closed and breathing softly.

“You’re thinking too much, pervert.”

“Huh?” You’re taken aback. She wasn’t asleep?

Nayeon rises from her position and leans over to drop a soft peck on your forehead. Her hands rise to stroke your cheek, and she whispers, “Come on, I’m tired. Sleep first, think later.”

The morning sun shines through Nayeon’s blinds, over her tired body. You admire her features up close, and… yeah, you’re still panicking. It’s not every day your crush willingly cuddles you after a sex marathon overnight.

“We’re fucking having sex on the regular, Pervert. You can definitely lie next to me and sleep. Now go the fuck to bed. I’m tired too, y’know?”

Welp, okay. Sleep time, then.

Bucket List Interlude—Experiment Five Point Five

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I'm writing this for @co-reborn.

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[Im Squirtle has sent a message:]

Hey Pervert.

I realise we missed one spot that night.

Meet me at the science labs.

If that's not enough for you, I guess this'll be enough.

(Photo)

—--

You slam your phone face down on the table, your eyes bugged, heart racing. The sound of your phone goes unnoticed under the loud noises of your classmates leaving the class though. 

Nayeon just sent you another nude—her in formal wear, her blouse unbuttoned and spread open to show her beautiful tits, and a high-waisted skirt with a slit so high that showed her supple thighs, but she'd gone ahead and spread her legs open to show you her pussy, dripping with arousal. Nayeon is sat high on the lab workbench, her camera capturing the open windows with students just outside the lab, none the wiser about how indecent their Queen was just a few feet from them. 

Another string of texts.

[Im Squirtle has sent a message:]

I'll see you soon, Daddy

Can't wait to feel you fuck my pussy the way you always do

My naughty, slutty pussy needs your cock Daddy, come fuck me like the whore I am.

—--------

The Science block is empty by the time you reach its corridors. You know exactly which lab Nayeon is in. You already have your backpack off before you step into the lab, and you throw it aside once you step into said lab. Nayeon turns around at the sound, and with three steps you aggressively pin Nayeon against the workbench, your lips crashing against hers in a deep torrid kiss. There is no time for any sort of foreplay—you're just as horny as she is after her display for you. 

You violently pull at her tucked blouse after breaking the kiss. A hard yank pulls the cloth beneath her belt free, and with a swift motion, you almost tear her blouse open. The rhythmic popping of her buttons being undone in one swoop has Nayeon gasping, and with a shove, both Nayeon's blazer and blouse fall off her shoulders. Nayeon helps you to pull her upperwear off, then you pull at your own shirt and throw it on the floor on top of Nayeon's clothing. Both of you are now topless, and Nayeon pounces to pin you against the wall of the lab now, your lips crashing together in another deep kiss, her hands pulling your body flush against hers. You can feel how hard her nipples are against your skin, feel how desperately she wants you to fuck her in her kiss. 

When Nayeon breaks the kiss, her fingers fumble with your belt. In her rush, her movements are fast and precise, and she looks up at you with so much lust and arousal that it even adds to your already overflowing lust. 

"Hi Daddy, ready to fuck me until I scream? I didn't wear any underwear again today Daddy, and now I'm so horny for your cock."

Nayeon leaves your pants open, and then she pulls you over to the teacher's bench. She turns around to pull your cock out of its prison, and after a few cheeky strokes, she turns around and bends over as she pulls her skirt up to show you her dripping pussy. You kick your shoes aside, then throw your pants over your shoes. Nayeon kicks her shoes aside as well.

"I'm all yours to fuck, Daddy."

"Fuck yes you are." 

You line yourself up with Nayeon's pussy, and one thrust has you filling the pussy you love. You swear that her hole's made just for you to fuck—in fact, it almost feels as if her pussy's moulded in the shape of your cock. Nayeon's so damned wet, so damned warm, and you take off, pounding the girl beneath you just the way you like, just the way she wants. 

"Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, fuck me Daddy, fuck me just like that! Fuck me like the whore I am for your cock!"

"Fuck!"

You spare no mercy for the girl beneath you. The hard claps of your hips against her ass can be heard outside by any student or member of staff walking by, and you aren't even hiding what you're doing—anyone with eyes could look in and find you railing Nayeon right at the teacher's bench. In fact, you wanted people to watch you rail her. You wanted to show them how much their Queen they idolized and revered was just a common cockslut, enslaved to the pleasure that sex gave her, the thrill of exhibiting herself, making a show of having her pussy fucked like a common whore. Nayeon was well on her way to helping you achieve that goal anyway—she's unable to hold back the unmistakable moans of pleasure as she braces herself against the bench with how hard you rail her pussy. Your hips slam against her asscheeks with every hard thrust that sends you hilting into your personal cocksheath. Pump after pump of your cock into Nayeon's body has her trembling and quaking where she stands, her head bowed, eyes closed as the pleasure washes over her in waves. No, you can't have her trying to hide herself. She wanted a fucking in public, and you're damn well going to make a show of it. 

"Agh—FUCK!" Nayeon yelps when you grab a fistful of her hair and pull it back. You ensure to keep your strength in check—you don't want to hurt her after all—but you yank her head back nonetheless. With your mouth next to her ear, you rile her up even harder with dirty talk. 

"What's this, Nayeon? Trying to hide your moans? You're the one who asked for a fucking, and you're trying to hide your moans? No, no, you don't get to! Go on, moan for Daddy, tell everyone who you belong to! Tell everyone whose cock owns you! Tell the whole school you're just a cockslut who loves getting fucked in public with Daddy's cock, that you're addicted to having your hole pumped full of Daddy's cum!"

"Fuck, fuck, yes! I'm yours, Daddy! I'm a slave for your cock! I'm a cockslut, your cockslut! I want to be fucked just like that, Daddy, fucked in public like the whore, the slut I am!"

"That's it, tell everyone! Admit it, admit  that you're just a whore who loves being watched while being fucked like that! Tell everyone you're my whore!"

"I'm a whore, Daddy! I'm a whore who wants to be watched having sex, I want to be seen cumming all over your cock, Daddy, I want to be seen while being fucked by your cock, while I'm fucking your cock! I want them to see you cum in me, to see how much of a slut I am for Daddy's cum! Please, please Daddy, cum in your whore, show them all how much I deserve Daddy's cum! Show them all how Daddy cums into this cockslut! Show them how the Queen bends over for your cock!"

"Oh, SHIT!"

Nayeon's begging throws you over the edge. Cum explodes out of your cock into Nayeon's pussy as you fuck her throughout every spurt. It almost feels surreal, like you lose yourself to pleasure entirely. Everything sounds as if you're underwater—Nayeon's screams of pleasure, your animalistic grunts, the sound of squirt gushing out in between every thrust of your orgasming cock into Nayeon's cumming body. All you can feel is how tight Nayeon's orgasming pussy is, and how damned fucking good it feels to spear every shot of your thick cum deep into Im Nayeon's womb, how damned fucking amazing it feels to fuck Nayeon this wildly. Even as she bucks and convulses through her own orgasm, possessed by the pleasure, you grip her hips tight and pound her through your own, uncaring of how messy she is, how loud she is, how loud you are. You're consumed by your goal—to make a show of your sex with her, to show everyone how much you loved public sex with Im Nayeon, and how much their revered Queen was no different, just a mere slave to sexual pleasure that she sought out herself. 

When both you and Nayeon fall silent, your orgasms finally ending, you slide out of her and fall back to the wall behind you for support. Nayeon grips the workbench hard, her shaky legs unable to support her weight after you had your way with her. Everything beneath her is covered in squirt—the cabinets, the floor, your legs, her legs, even the wall behind you isn't spared. Inevitably, her knees buckle, but you catch her and lower her to the ground for a much-needed seat and a rest. 

Both you and Nayeon sit side by side, spent from the pure fucking both of you enjoyed. Both of you are dirty, covered in sweat and each other's cum, but you begin to giggle and Nayeon soon follows, before she pecks your cheek. 

"Thank you, Daddy."

Fuck.

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First (ft. TWICE’s Mina)

[Y/N POV]

“I’m home!”

After a long day of classes over at university, I had finally returned home. Computer Science was not an easy course of study to take, and I usually returned home exhausted every day. I walked over to the fridge, grabbing a cold bottle of water and taking a swig to cool myself down from the walk home.

“Huh, usually Mina greets me with ‘Okaeri’… I wonder where she is today.”

I sat down at the dining table, resting my exhausted body on the dining chair. I smiled at the thought of my housemate. Sharing this house with her had made the bills so much easier to pay off, and her presence meant I did not have to live alone.

Myoui Sharon Mina’s agreement to house with me was through an ad I put out online. I had gone through so many different housemates, and I was ready to give up looking. One was a party girl that kept on bringing guys over to sleep with, and I had walked in on them desecrating my furniture multiple times. Some skipped out on paying their share of the bills. I was starting to get disillusioned with the idea of housemates before she popped around.

Mina had contacted me for an interview through text. She was my last chance I gave myself before resigning to my fate and moving to a smaller apartment. I was expecting another party girl, or someone I would not like instantly. However, when I met up with her, I was instantly blown away with her looks. This woman could easily have featured on any fashion magazine, on the cover, no less. She looked like a modern day princess, and yet, she was just a college student majoring in Dance, and seeking a roof over her head with cheap rent. Mina was nothing short of polite during the interview, and she had laughed when I told her my horror stories of the previous housemates. Throughout the interview, she easily charmed me with her politeness, and her assurance that she was nothing like my previous housemates. While every interviewee I had met promised what she had promised as well, I had a hunch she would stick to her promise.

Mina was also nothing short of what might actually be the perfect housemate. Every time we met in the hallways or in whatever room in the house, she would always greet me in Japanese with a “Good morning/afternoon/evening” with a big smile on her face. She respected all house rules and did her share of the chores, as well as paid her bills on time. This lady was easily the most charming of all my housemates, and it was easy to live with her. Ever the homebody, her only trips out of her room usually was to go to class or to occasionally grab snacks from the fridge or cabinets in the kitchen. Over the months, she loosened up and began to socialise with me more. We bonded over a shared love for gaming and hatred for her many admirers. Many a night was spent killing aliens and raiding dungeons together while cursing out all her admirers. Mina had learnt to read people well from all the boys chasing her for her looks and money through her younger years before college, and it was easy for her to know who was after her for her looks and money. If we weren’t gaming together, we were chilling together on the couch watching movies or working on our individual assignments at the table. Point is, she was the best housemate ever, being so easy to get along with, and knowing her limits with the house. She rarely brought anyone over, and if she did, she would get permission from me and clean up after to ensure everyone got the best out of the experience. Did I mention she was loaded? To my surprise, she would easily be able to afford buying her own property, but she refused to spend frivolously. Why waste money when it would be better spent elsewhere on the newest games and more snacks for gaming sessions and movie marathons, or even better, saved for the future?

Spending that much time with her at home slowly led me to develop a crush on her. It wasn’t a common occurrence for a housemate to not only be top tier in morals and ethics, but for her to look like the princess of Japan. With her shoulder length ginger hair and a dazzling smile that showed her teeth and gums, along with her bright brown eyes that crinkle with her smile, she was someone that would not be out of place if she was on a painting in a Japanese history museum. Her face was decorated with a number of beauty marks; one on her forehead, one on both her cheeks, one on her nose bridge, another on the left of her nose, one on top of her lips, one below, and one on her chin. Even her body had some. One on her neck, one on her left shoulder, and one on her tummy. These beauty marks, specifically on her face, looked like a constellation in the night sky. She could be doing mundane things like noting words down on a notebook or pouring herself a cup of water, she seemed to execute every action with the elegance of a princess. Every time she looked at me, her hair seemed to fall in place, her side-parted bangs falling nicely to frame the side of her face, covering a bit of her right eye. This would be paired with her dazzling gummy smile or a slight curve of her lips and raise of her eyebrows. She was unhealthy for my heart and I had to try to hide my blush each time I would catch her eye. Knowing her perceptiveness, she probably had already picked up on my crush on her. I could never be sure though, since she had not mentioned anything in the year we’ve lived together.

“Strange,” I muttered to myself, “she’s usually home by now. Her classes end at 3pm today. Where is she?” I got up from the chair, wandering over to the hallway that led to both our rooms. Both doors appeared to be closed. “Huh. Guess I'll…”

A faint hiss of breath reached my ears. Maybe it was a figment of my imagination? Before I could dismiss it as so, another breath echoed out into the hallway. That sounded like Mina’s breathing… What was she doing? She was home?

I tiptoed my way towards the sounds, each one bringing me closer to my destination. Without noticing, I had stopped in front of Mina’s room.

A gasp this time. As my hand reached to knock on the door, I noticed that said door was slightly ajar. While I hesitated to peek in, curiosity won, and I leaned to look into her room.

“What the fuck?” My jaw dropped from shock.

Myoui Sharon Mina lay on her queen sized bed, her ginger hair splayed out, a halo on her pillowcase. Her back was arched, chest pushed out, taut nipples straining the thin T-shirt covering her body. One hand of hers gripped the sheets of her bed, balling them in her fist, as the other…

Her other hand was shielded by her legs, but it was obvious what she was doing to herself, with muffled slick and wet sounds emanating from between her legs. Her shorts were thrown haphazardly next to where she lay on the bed, her panties still around her hips. Both knees met each other as she clenched her thighs around her hand. Her beautiful eyes were squeezed shut, brows furrowed, her bottom lip trapped underneath the bite of her teeth in an effort to muffle whatever sounds her voice would make.

I almost let out a gasp of my own. Arousal shot straight down to my groin, my cock beginning to harden at the sight. Never in my wildest dreams would I expect to physically see my housemate fucking herself with her fingers. Sure, in the year I had fantasized a lot about her during my own relaxation sessions, but those would only remain as fantasies. I was a little bit ashamed to admit that prim and proper Myoui Sharon Mina was the object of a lot of my sexual fantasies. I always imagined her stripping for me, our lips locking and tongues meeting, as we made love with each other, or her bent over a desk while I took her from behind, or if I was having sex with her in missionary position on my bed. I had also dreamed up this scenario before, where it ended up with us having sex with each other. Many a night was spent thinking about her body under her clothes, from her average sized breasts under her T-shirts or sweaters, to her round ass under her jeans, or to her solid abs whenever she wore anything that showed her core muscles. However, never would I have ever thought that this would come true in reality.

“Aaah~…” A moan broke my reverie. Mina had moved her left hand from balling the sheets to cup her right breast over her shirt, kneading the soft flesh. She whimpered at her own ministrations, before pinching her erect nipples over the T-shirt. “Mmmh~ fuck…” She shifted on the bed, panting at the exertions of her right hand between her legs, and the pleasure she was giving herself. Each time she pinched her nipple, she would arch her back a little, before biting her lip and letting out a soft “Mmmf~”.

I knew I should retire to my room and leave her alone. This was an invasion of her trust and privacy, and my peeping on her, whether accidental or not, was not something I should be doing. However, I could not will my eyes to tear away from the sight of Myoui Sharon Mina fucking herself with her fingers. While I could not see what she was doing to herself, I could only assume she was circling her own clit through the motions of her forearm. My dick was straining against my jeans now, and I squeezed it to alleviate some pressure. Mina now had swapped to her left breast, and she had stopped biting her lip, opting to just pant in pleasure.

I was sure my underwear was ruined by now, with the amount of pre-cum I was producing. Unable to take the straining, I unzipped my jeans and let my bulge out. I did not want to pull my dick out or jerk off as she could catch me as I caught her, and that would easily ruin our current friendship beyond repair. Shit, this wasn’t the dream I envisioned at all…

“Aaaagh~! Fuck it!”

Mina’s unusually loud exclamation of frustration echoed out of her room. I looked up from my actions with my pants in time to see her fingers hook under the waistband of her panties and aggressively rip them off her hips. She kept her eyes shut as she raised her hips to allow for herself to remove the offending undergarment. Pulling harshly at her panties, she raised her legs up and flung them to a corner of her room, before yanking her shirt up to expose her breasts. Her legs returned to their prior position, with her thighs clenched around her right hand, circling at her most private of areas.

Another pang of arousal shot to my groin, and I felt more pre-cum flowing out of my dick. Holy fucking shit, Mina was a fucking goddess. As mentioned prior, her average breasts were fitting for her frame, but to see these same breasts naked… they were perky and smooth, and her nipples pert, the areola small. These same nipples were just as taut as they were under the T-shirt, their light brown a nice transition from the honey-fair skin she had. God, she was so fucking hot and I wished she would take me to bed with her. Before I could fully believe in my luck, Mina unknowingly took what might have been her killing shot at my health and well-being.

“Mmmh~ yes~!”

Mina’s closed legs from before fell to their sides as she spread herself on the bed. Another rush of pre-cum shot out of my dick as I finally saw Mina’s wet pussy for the first time. She was shaved clean, her pink lips spread and glistening with arousal. Mina’s fingers were rubbing on her clit roughly, her left hand pinching her nipples directly now. She squirmed and whimpered with each tug on her own nipples, and the sinful words that left her mouth next almost made me moan out loud, had I not covered my mouth quickly.

“Fuck, yes, [Y/N], Aaaah~!”

Mina’s middle and ring fingers penetrated her own pussy, as she moaned my name repeatedly. “Mmm~ fuck~ [Y/N]… aaah~ you’re so big, so hot, mmmh~” Her fingers thrusted in and out of herself. I could see her drenched fingers each time she pulled out, showing how turned on she was. She angled her hand to allow for the pad of her thumb to rub her clit, and her fingers appeared to curl inside her with each thrust. “Yes! Right there! Mmmf~ fuck!” Her motions seemed to get faster and faster, as she writhed on her bed at the pleasure she was feeling. I gripped onto my bulge, rubbing myself over my briefs. Mina’s moaning of my name turned me on so much; my dick was twitching in its confinements. I was barely controlling myself, and I could feel my willpower slowly leaking away. However, I disciplined myself and kept myself from going further than that.

“Oh fuck! Fuck! Shit! That feels so good, fuck~! I’m so close, I’m so close, fuck! [Y/N], fuck, [Y/N], I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum I’m gonna fucking cum on your cock, fuck, I’m gonna- aaAAAH~!”

Mina’s hips bucked wildly as she thrashed in pleasure on the bed, her fingers fucking herself through her orgasm. I nearly came in my pants at the sight of her, as her loose hand gripped onto the bed sheets as an outlet for the pleasure wrecking her lustful young body. Mina’s body glistened with sweat, her flushed skin wet from the sweat that formed from the exertion of her masturbation. She withdrew her fingers from her pussy, raising them to her eyes as she played with the strings of sticky fluid between said fingers. Mina then put her fingers to her mouth, her tongue darting out to clean them of the juices from her orgasm. The smile on her face depicted the afterglow of her orgasm. Her head tilted towards the door after, her eyes opening slightly as she panted heavily. The same pair of eyes appeared to have met mine, and I darted back to my room before I could verify. Panic coursed through my veins, and as I shut my room door too loudly for my liking, I leaned against the wall, face in my palms. I had no idea how I was going to face her if she really caught me peeping on her…

'Tomorrow’s problems for tomorrow’s me,’ I told myself. For now, I had my issues to solve in the form of my arousal, and what better than a cold shower?

———-

[Mina’s POV]

I’d caught [Y/N] peeping on me.

Well… this was mortifying. I’d been loudly moaning his name as I fucked myself and he’d probably watched every second of it.

Shit… his schedule today ends at 4pm… he could make it home in the time it took me to masturbate. How could I forget? Stupid me!

He did seem very happy to watch me though, evident from the hard bulge sticking out of his zipper and the wet spot that formed on his briefs…

How was this now a development in both our lives?

I’d returned home earlier that day, in the afternoon. The stress of the day was overwhelming; my assignment for a choreography was due soon and I still had lots to work on and practice. Furthermore, many other classes I took had assignments due, and I barely had enough alone time to myself as is. I moved to my room, changing from my school outfit to my home outfit, a simple plain white T-shirt and shorts. 'Fuck wearing the bra,’ I thought, 'finally I get to be free of it. It’s not like [Y/N] returns home soon anyway.’

I made a trip to the kitchen for a cup of water. It was rare to get some alone time at this point of the semester, and the stress was getting to me. As I leaned on the kitchen counter, drinking from my cup, my brain led me down a train of naughty thoughts.

'You’re home alone, Mina. [Y/N]’s not here. You’re stressed and you haven’t masturbated in weeks. What’s stopping you now? He doesn’t come home early today…’

It was true, I was pent up for weeks and desperately needed a good orgasm. Every day was spent working on my assignments or choreographing something. I needed a release and it had been a while since I’d fingered myself. Heat pooled at my stomach; the need to masturbate had increased tenfold.

I returned to my room, giving the door a half-hearted push, and making myself comfortable on my bed. Rubbing myself over my shorts, I closed my eyes and let my mind wander. My thoughts were a mess at the beginning, but they slowly coalesced into the form of my housemate.

[Y/N] was a solid housemate. Ever the respectful man, he was never rude and unpleasant to anyone he knew, and he made it a point to be especially polite to any service staff he had the pleasure to meet. Every time I went out with him to restaurants or diners, the waiters or waitresses always received the utmost respect from him, and if he could tip them, he could. 'They are doing their best, and I’m sure any bit helps’ was his reasoning when questioned. He cared for me a lot, always offering me a listening ear and advice when required, and I will never regret my decision to ask him to cuddle with me once when I was really down in the dumps. He became my best friend and my rock within the year we’ve lived together, and it wasn’t difficult to end up crushing on him. He was able to lead me through my indecisiveness and take my hand through so many issues I’d face, and he knew how to be playful and have fun, such as dissing my many admirers or any stupid characters in movies in humorous ways. This man was my ideal type.

As I felt my arousal grow at the thought of [Y/N], I thought of all the times I saw him shirtless at home. As if it wasn’t enough to be my ideal type of man already, being able to lead me and be playful and mature when required, he was lean, fit, and tall. I’d seen him return home after going for jogs, or when he’d work out at home. His body, shining with sweat, droplets cascading down his broad shoulders to his defined chest, running over his beautiful six-pack abs… His thick biceps and triceps…. This man was not built like a bodybuilder; I know my descriptions make it seem like he was one but he was just one sexy lean and fit man. I wonder what he packed between his legs…

My thoughts wandered to the times I’ve seen him flushed and panting after the exertion of workout, and I wondered if he’d look and sound the same if he was flushed and panting from jerking his cock… I imagined him lying on his bed, jerking his cock. Fuck, I was getting so wet, and there wasn’t enough stimulation over my shorts…

At this point, I was breathing a little heavier from the pleasure coursing through my veins. I raised my hips, pulling my shorts off my hips and haphazardly flinging it to the side of the bed. My right hand returned to my pussy, rubbing it all over my panties. My nipples had hardened from arousal over the course of my ministrations and they were now tenting the loose tee I had on. My other hand gripped the sheets, seeking an outlet with the pleasure I felt. Rubbing my clit over my panties felt really good, but I hungered for actual contact. Slipping my hand under the waistband of my panties, I sought out my clit. The first contact of my fingers and my clit led me to buck my hips involuntarily, letting out an “Aaah~”. My knees knocked against each other as I clenched my thighs around my hand.

As I rubbed circles around my clit, I imagined [Y/N]’s fingers on my pussy. I imagined his fingers rubbing my clit the same way I was now, as he leaned over me shirtless, lowering himself to bring his lips to mine. I bit my bottom lip, hissing in pleasure, as I imagined him licking at my lips and meeting my tongue with his, frenching me as he pleasured my pussy just the way I liked. God, this fantasy was making me so wet; I felt my juices flowing out of my naughty pussy and wetting my fingers. If this carried on, I’d surely end up wetting my underwear.

My fingers kept circling my clit as I arched my back, pushing my nipples against the thin material of my T-shirt. “Aaah~ fuck~” I moaned, my fist balling the sheets under me. I bit my lip again, keeping my vocal outlet to hisses and releases of breath. I kept circling my clit, refusing to give in to the temptation to play with my own breasts.

In my mind, [Y/N] had stopped frenching me and had turned his attention to my neck. I imagined his tongue running a line from my collarbone to my neck, before he bit onto my earlobe. I imagined him whispering to me, “You’re mine now, Mina. All mine…” I writhed on the bed at the thought, leaning my head to the left, exposing my neck to the [Y/N] in my fantasy. As he left butterfly kisses down my neck, I imagined him pulling back up and asking, “Ooh, what’s this?” as he reached for my right nipple. I released the tightly balled sheets from my iron grip, timing my movements with my fantasy. Imaginary [Y/N] tugged on my nipple, fondling my right breast over my T-shirt. I could not resist the moans that left my lips, and I let the fantasy run wild as I rhythmically tugged on my nipple, my fingers now teasing the entrance of my pussy, coating my fingers in my fluids.

“Mmmf~ fuck~” The wet, slick sounds of my fingers playing with my pussy echoed in my room, as I prepared to penetrate myself. I was very pent up now, as I imagined myself stripping naked to let imaginary [Y/N] fuck my slutty pussy with his hard cock. I couldn’t take my own teasing any longer.

“Aaaagh~! Fuck it!” I hooked my thumbs to the waistband of my panties, frantically pulling them off myself. Pulling up my shirt to expose my bare breasts to the cool air, I began to fondle myself, ignoring the volume of my moans. I spread my legs wide, letting the [Y/N] in my mind see how wet I was for him. At the same time, I circled my clit for a short while more before penetrating myself with my middle and ring fingers, imagining a naked [Y/N] penetrating my wet pussy with his hard cock. I moaned his name out loud at the pleasure from my fingers. My pussy sucked my fingers in, squeezing them in a vice like grip. My tight pussy refused to let my fingers go, and I released a loud exclamation and moan of [Y/N]’s name. I was so fucking wet now and wished [Y/N] was fucking my pussy for real.

“How does my cock feel in your pussy, babe? How does it feel having me fuck your wet slutty pussy?” I began to thrust my fingers in my pussy, my other hand gripping my breasts hard, mimicking the imaginary [Y/N] fucking my slutty body. “Mmm~ fuck~ [Y/N]… aaah~ you’re so big, so hot, mmmh~,” I moaned out, “you fuck me so good, so fucking good~ aaah~ I need more of your cock~”

I angled my hand to be able to both thrust in my pussy and rub my clit directly. “Yes! Right there! Mmmf~ fuck!” With practiced ease, my fingers rubbed the rough patch on the front of my pussy on each thrust, and it did not take long before I was on my way to orgasm.

I could hear [Y/N]’s gruff voice in my ear as I worked my way to orgasm. “You’re mine, Mina. I’m gonna fuck you until you cum on my cock, and I’m gonna fill your pussy with my cum. Take my cum, slut.” Imaginary [Y/N] began to pound my pussy as I simulated his thrusts through the use of my fingers. My pussy got tighter and wetter with each thrust, each tug of my nipples fraying the tense rope keeping me from falling over the edge. I was so close, so fucking close… I needed to cum hard…

“Oh fuck! Fuck! Shit! That feels so good, fuck~! I’m so close, I’m so close, fuck! [Y/N], fuck, [Y/N], I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum I’m gonna fucking cum on your cock, fuck, I’m gonna- aaAAAH~!”

My pussy squeezed my fingers within as a rush of fluid sprayed onto my fingers and palm. My hips bucked uncontrollably as I carried on thrusting through my orgasm to prolong the pleasure, my free hand dropping back to the sheets and gripping them as I writhed in pleasure, riding out the orgasm I desperately needed. My tight pussy finally relaxed enough for me to pull out, and my lust-addled thoughts brought me to bring my fingers up to let me taste my own cum. I licked my own juices akin to my favorite ice cream, short licks harvesting my cum from my fingers into my mouth. I smiled at how naughty I was, imagining my lovely housemate railing my slutty body, wet and ready for him to fuck, fingerfucking myself to him, and then tasting my own cum. As I lay exhausted on my bed, I made myself comfortable, opening my shut eyes to catch eye contact with [Y/N], peeking through the crack in my open door, squeezing his bulge that stuck through the zipper of his jeans, the wet spot evident on his briefs.

[Y/N] darted to his room straight after, and I could not believe he had just watched and heard me fucking myself while fantasizing about him. Again, I was very mortified. How could I forget he came back early today??

I had so much to think about now… what do I do and how can I face him for dinner tonight?

Flashes of [Y/N]’s bulge whizzed past my mind again, sending a new wave of arousal down to my pussy. Fuck… what do I do now? Groaning in embarrassment, I divested myself of my tee, wrapping myself in a towel, grabbing clean clothes, and going for a shower.

———-

[Y/N’s POV]

The cold shower did not help.

Throughout my shower, I was painfully hard. Every time I closed my eyes, I could hear Mina moaning my name, see her fingers thrusting into her wet pussy, the slick sounds of her arousal ringing in my ears, and the visual of her arching her back, her face frozen in a broken scream, hips bucking wildly as she fucked her own pussy through orgasm, and her naughty smile as she licked her fingers clean.

I sighed in resignation at my current situation. It was clear that I’d have to deal with this issue myself over the next few days and try to maintain a normal relationship with Mina. Opening the door to the bathroom while drying my wet hair, I met Mina’s wide brown eyes staring back at me, her bare arm reaching out for the door handle. Looking down over her body, I gasped in shock. Mina had styled her messy hair a little bit, but she was still visually sweaty and sticky from her earlier exertion. However, she was clad in nothing but a towel, her other arm carrying her fresh clothing to change to. My eyes roamed over her body; bare shoulders exposed, the smooth skin still a little flushed, yet so desirable. Her defined collarbones next, then down her bare arms, my eyes darting to her chest and down her torso, to her bare legs. I felt myself grow hard as I stared at the hint of cleavage above her towel, then to her bare legs, swapping between both parts of her body. I looked back up at Mina’s face, which was coloured red by a blush. The constellation of moles on her face shone to my eyes, which trailed down each mole before locking on her brown eyes.

She was a work of art. Her parents’ masterpiece. Not only was she such a pleasure to be friends with, she was (very) easy on the eyes, and her body was downright fucking sinful. God knows the things I’d do to get to bed her…

“[Y/N]?” Mina’s soft voice snapped me out of my daydreams. Slapping a hand over my eye, I exclaimed out my apologies, pulling the door open and letting her in, before running out of the bathroom back to my own room.

———-

[Mina’s POV]

I knew I had [Y/N] in the palm of my hand.

I knew what I was doing wearing only a towel. I knew he would go for a shower straight after, hearing the bathroom door close straight after.

He peeped on me. I wasn’t angry that he did, after all, this was a bit of a fantasy of mine and it was turning me on so much knowing he watched me fuck myself thinking of his cock in my pussy. However, he peeped on me, and it was only fair for me to use the same body he peeped on to tease him.

I want to push him to his limit. How much of me can he take before he masturbates to me like I did to him?

[Y/N] has a moderately strong moral and ethical code. On a night where we were both drinking, under the influence of the liquid courage, I quizzed him on what he would do if he caught a girl masturbating to him. I’m sure it put a lot of thoughts to his head, but he had a genuine and serious look on his face when he told me he would not take advantage of or touch himself thinking of it. Those were her private times and if he came across it, he would try his best to ignore it as much as possible, though he did admit that if it really happened, he would not be able to resist watching…

Lesser men probably would have taken advantage of the girl in such a vulnerable state.

He was so cute, embarrassed yet trying to give me a proper answer while attempting to subtly check out my body. It was clear who the girl in his mind’s eye was.

Oh yes, his feelings. Clear as day. I wanted him to confess first though. I never got the courage to. :(

Well, everyone has their weaknesses. Lord knows if I found him masturbating to me, I’d watch him too…

I giggled as I turned on the shower. He wouldn’t know what awaited him. After all, everyone had their dirty desires deep down, and innocent shy homebody Myoui Mina also had her own perverted desires, and that involved teasing and seducing her sexy housemate until he broke, ultimately leading him into her open arms and into her bed.

As I lathered myself in soap and gave myself a good clean scrub, I thought back to earlier, when I caught eyes with [Y/N]. I focused on his bulge sticking out of his zipper and the wet spot of precum at the tip. He was so turned on by me and my body… My clit throbbed and I felt myself get wet again.

'I guess this is round two for me,’ I thought, as my fingers reached down to my pussy again.

“Mmmf~”

———-

[Mina’s POV - Post Shower]

Ah, what a relaxing shower…

I walked over to the kitchen, hearing the sizzle of a hot pan. I carried on drying my wet hair, walking into the kitchen. “Hey [Y/N], good evening,” I greeted with a smile. [Y/N] seemed to jump at my voice, looking anywhere but at me, his skin flushed. “Ah! Err… good evening Mina, dinner’s almost ready.” I smirked, walking over to him as he turned back to the pan, one hand nervously scratching at his neck.

“Yaaah~, why’re you so red? Are you ill?” I grabbed [Y/N]’s hand, pulling him to face me before putting my hand to his forehead. “No, you’re fine…” I pouted, whining and shaking to act cute for him, “nnnhhh~, you’re not looking at me when I talk to you. What’s wrong?” I pinched both his cheeks and pulled him to look straight into my eyes as I puffed my cheeks, pout still in full force.

I thought it was impossible for [Y/N] to get any redder. I was quickly proven wrong as he froze for a short while, before quickly darting out of my grasp to attend to the sizzling pan. I whined again, “Oeiii~ reply me reply me reply me reply meeee~” as I poked his arm rhythmically.

“N-nothing, Mina, I’m okay…” He sounded so shaky. I laughed, poking his cheek and leaving to hang up my towel and get ready for dinner. “Tease ya~”

As I hung up my towel, I internally squealed at how cute he was being flustered. I would have never been brave enough to do this, but circumstances now had clearly changed, and I had power over him… the smile on my face quickly turned devious. I would tease him even more soon…

———-

[Y/N POV]

Mina was killing me. She was out for my blood.

Not only was it bad enough to have the image of her nubile and supple naked body burnt into every corner of my mind and the sound of her orgasm ringing in my ears, she came to the kitchen in another clean oversized tee and shorts. Although this wasn’t any different attire at home in the past year, knowing that this was the most comfortable homewear to her, the fact that I knew what she looked like under those layers and how she sounded in her most intimate and vulnerable of times, I could not help but feel a deep lust for her that I had to fight to control. I’d been painfully erect for a while now and I clearly needed to quit thinking about it. To make things even worse, her hair was wet and a little messy still, and a Mina with wet hair and bareface was even worse for my health than a made up Mina was.

I refuse to masturbate to her. She asked me once about what I would do if I caught a girl masturbating while thinking of me. I don’t know if she was asking me because of a lack of inhibition due to the alcohol we were drinking, or if it was out of a burning curiosity. She was particularly eager to know my answer though. I told her that I would try my best to ignore it and leave, but… I had to admit I probably would fail and watch…

At that time, I was already deep in crush with her, and my mind instantly wandered to imagining her on her bed fingering herself to me. I could not control myself from checking her body out before answering, and while she adorned a gentle smile as she waited patiently, her eyes twinkled with mirth. Visions of her with a hand between her legs, her grinding her pussy on a bed frame, her arching her back in orgasm, her pussy gushing as she bucks wildly, streams of cum squirting out and forming puddles on the floor… I had to fight these thoughts to answer her quickly before it started getting weird.

I invaded her privacy. It was not right for me to act on the events I had viewed. I knew if she did not know that I had seen what she was doing, I was technically in the clear… and this current notion of not acting on the visuals of her was probably hypocritical, as I had clearly spent many nights in the past year bringing myself to orgasm through imagining her beautiful body…

I did not know what to do with myself.

“Hey [Y/N], good evening.”

I felt so embarrassed jumping at the sweet sound of her voice. “Ah! Err… good evening Mina, dinner’s almost ready.” I couldn’t look at her for longer than a second.

“Yaaah~, why’re you so red? Are you ill?” She pulled my arm, getting me to face her with her left hand, and raising her right, landing the knuckles of her fingers to my forehead. “No, you’re fine…” She began to pout, sending my heart rate up. Stomping her feet, she whined and shook herself, swaying my arm with both her hands on my left wrist. “Nnnhhh~, you’re not looking at me when I talk to you. What’s wrong?” She pinched both my cheeks, then squished my face in her hands. She locked eyes with me in a mock glare, her cheeks puffed out akin that of a chipmunk or squirrel, and the same pout from earlier still being weaponized against me.

How could I look at her? I was so ashamed that I peeped on her. Furthermore, all I could think of was that the fingers on my forehead were the same fingers that were in her pussy and fucked her to satisfaction, and the same fingers she licked her orgasm off of.

I leaned a bit into her touch, feeling the cold of her hands on my cheeks. The aroma of her buttermilk body wash enveloped my senses, the only sound audible being my heartbeat. I could feel the heat of my face, and I felt so shy and uneasy in her hands. She’d never initiated this type of skinship with me before, and her hands were so smooth, her aroma so intoxicating, and she looked so adorable with puffed cheeks and pout on her face.

“Oeiii~ reply me reply me reply me reply meeee~” She poked me in the arm repeatedly. I felt faint. The pout never left her face and her high-pitched cutesy voice made her so much more lovable…

How could someone so sexy be so adorable?

“N-nothing, Mina, I’m okay…” Fuck, I sounded so unsure of myself.

She giggled, her eyes evidently showing her amusement and mischief. “Tease ya~.” She poked my cheek, exiting to the balcony to hang up her towel.

–

Mina wasn’t done with me.

Dinner was so awkward together since I had been shocked into silence from today. I couldn’t even take glances at Mina without a mix of arousal, shame, and shyness. Every time my eyes met Mina’s, she would smirk at me.

“[Y/N], are you okay? You’re so shy today, did something happen? Hehehe”

… was that a hint? Did she see me?

No, no, no.

No no no no.

There’s no way.

I blushed redder.

“You can tell me anything, you know?” She giggled again, a coy smile curving her lips. “I’ll try to help you just as you've… helped me…”

My cock strained against my shorts.

Her tone seemed to hint to me that she knew of my viewing of her, but her smile had become half coy and half genuine. I did not know what to feel.

“Okay, thanks Mina.”

Dinner was uneventful after as we both ate our fill.

Everything that had transpired today kept replaying in my mind. I really needed to sleep over today. I rose from my chair, getting ready to clear up and wash the dishes.

“[Y/N]!” I felt Mina come from behind me, her arms wrapping around my torso in a back hug. She embraced me tightly, tiptoeing to reach my ear, whispering to me, “Thank you for dinner today, hehe.” She squeezed a little tighter.

I could feel her soft breasts pushing against my back. Her hot breath at my ear gave me a shudder, her lips nearly touching my ear. Her scent once again enveloped my senses, and I leaned back into her touch a bit. “Ah! Y-you’re welcome, Mina.”

I could hear her smile, and next thing I knew, I could feel her soft lips land near my nape, just above my collarbone. I audibly gasped, another shudder running through my body. I whipped around, stumbling backwards a bit away from Mina, my left hand reaching up to the spot she had just left a kiss on. Her lips were puckered slightly, slowly morphing into a smile. “Good night, [Y/N].” She turned around, skipping from the kitchen back to her room.

She was seducing me and I had to shamefully admit it was working.

I blushed. Her boobs were really soft.

———-

[Mina’s POV]

In the safety of my own room, I jumped onto my bed, squealing into my pillow. [Y/N] was so cute!!! I was out to fluster him with just words but I ended up probably turning him on and getting to finally hug and kiss him like how I would in my daydreams.

This man was so turned on during dinner. I did not intend to hug him, but I had a rush of confidence and decided to follow my heart, and I could feel his shudders with my breath on his ear and my kiss on his neck. In my hug, I made sure to squeeze him tight, and I’m sure he felt my chest on his back… I hope he liked that.

I’m so happy he liked what I did today.

–

I woke up the next morning, a large smile on my face. Picking up my phone, I viewed the notifications from last night and the early morning.

Text from [Y/N]: Hey Mina, I’m going to school for a consultation session. Will be back at 12pm.

It was 10am now, and on a Friday. I had no classes on a Friday, and neither did he. Tonight was our gaming night, and… now I had three days to break his resolve.

He was my prey now, and I’m determined to get what I want.

Getting up from my bed, I stretched upwards. I had a really good few days to sleep in, and a few days to try to seduce [Y/N]. What’s not to love about the weekend?

Heading to the bathroom, I passed by the wall mirror hung up in the hallway. God, I looked good this morning. I had slept the night prior in a thin T-shirt and boyshorts, forgoing the bra for comfort, of course. Sure, my hair was messy from sleep, but I knew for a fact I looked really good today. Snapping a few pictures with my phone, I smirked to myself. I couldn’t help but think, 'It’s not every day I feel this good, why not take more pics of my body?’ Raising my shirt to reveal my breasts, I bit onto the hem of my shirt as I snapped a pic. I then took off my shirt, snapping more pics of my bare chest, before stripping bare and taking more photos of my nude body. I looked so hot. 'Maybe one day I could send these to [Y/N],’ I thought, 'Investment.’

Putting my clothes back on, I proceeded to the kitchen for breakfast

–

“I’m home!”

I rose from my place on the couch, calling out “Okaeri”. As [Y/N] walked into the living room, I stretched upwards, smiling in content at the comfort. When I opened my eyes, [Y/N] was furiously blushing once more, and his eyes were locked onto my chest.

Oh right, I’m not wearing a bra.

Well, I didn’t plan this… but sure, I’m gonna make use of it.

“Like something you see~?” I swayed my hips a bit as I made my way to him. Pulling my shirt down a bit to show my cleavage, I bent down a little as I looked him straight in the eye with a smile. I could see him short circuiting; his eyes were locked on my boobs, and he might have actually forgotten how to breathe. [Y/N] shook his head, looking away while pulling my shirt up for me. “You can’t do this, Mina! A lady shouldn’t be doing this!” Such a cutie, flustered and horny at the same time.

“Nnngh~, why not?” I turned up my cuteness, hugging his arm and pulling it right between my breasts. Coy smile in place, I locked eyes with him, seeing him redden. “Mina, you’re not usually like this. What’s gotten into you?” I smirked, tiptoeing to reach his ear. “Maybe… I want you to watch me,” I whispered. [Y/N] recoiled in shock, out of my grasp, but I just winked at him, pushing my hair up with my left hand, sultrily whispering once more, “Only look at me.”

[Y/N]’s eyes were still switching between my face and breasts, and I was sure he could see my nipples tenting the T-shirt. His eyes travelled down to my boyshort panties and smooth milky legs, then to my thigh gap. I was starting to get horny from the pure lust displayed in his eyes as he checked out my body.

I was riling him up as much as he was riling me up, and I loved playing with him like this. Sure, maybe I might be acting very slutty right now, but I know that he wouldn’t give in to me so easily, and I want to break his resolve before I take him. I want him to want me as much as I wanted him yesterday, and I want to see him cum for me while moaning my name as he jerks himself off.

I would have never done this if I did not know how much he enjoyed watching me fuck myself to him, but with how turned on he was and how he feels about me, both romantically and morally, I think I’m not going to care too much about image…

“My eyes are up here, [Y/N],” I drawled, “Unless you want me to show you more~” As I prepared to strip myself of my shirt, he grabbed my hands and pulled my shirt down. “NO! Nonono, Mina, that’s fine, that’s fine.”

So red. So flustered. So cute. So… vulnerable.

I giggled. “Come on, let’s get lunch! What do you wanna order?”

–

I could feel [Y/N]’s eyes roam over my body throughout the afternoon. I made sure to sway my hips a bit more when I walked, stretch more to show my chest, and show more of my legs to him. God, his lustful eyes when he thought I wasn’t looking… I could feel myself getting bolder as he watched me.

Maybe I’ve got an exhibitionist kink… but only for him.

I want him to look at me more…

I snuggled up next to him, feeling him stiffen. He shifted in his seat, unsubtly arranging the pillow covering his lap. “Hehe, you’re so stiff… is there something wrong?” He averted his eyes from me, a restless drumming of his fingers tapping a rhythm into the pillow. “No, Mina, nothing’s wrong…” He trailed off, as if uncertain of his own answer. Then, in a move of confidence, I straddled him, kneeling over the pillow on his lap. “Then why won’t you look at me?” I pouted, resting my hands on his shoulders. He turned to me, before snapping his head to the left again. “Mina! What-?! No, no, stop!” Grabbing his face with my hands, I turned his head to face my eyes. “You can look, I don’t mind~”

[Y/N] seemed to have overheated. I giggled, getting off him. “I’m gonna go shower, enjoy yourself!”

———-

[Y/N’s POV]

Mina was making it really hard for me not to jerk off to her.

She probably knows I saw her.

“Maybe… I want you to watch me”

“You can look, I don’t mind~”

Coming home to an essentially almost naked Mina was a very… welcome surprise. A braless Mina only in a tee and panties was a dream I’d had for ages. Furthermore, she made sure to get her body in contact with mine, and give me the most amount of time to check her sexy body out.

God, her nipples tenting her shirt and that fucking thigh gap… I just wanted to rip her clothing off and fuck her pussy until she squirted all over the floor and I filled her hole with my cum.

I couldn’t stop looking at her nipples, her legs, and that juicy ass in her boyshorts. She was quickly eroding my self control, and I really needed to rub one out soon… To make things even worse, she straddled me, giving me an eyeful of her body and the vision of what it would be like if she rode me. My resolve was quickly eroding, and it hadn’t even been 24 hours since I watched her.

Mina’s deep “You can look, I don’t mind~” rang in my mind once more. I shook my head at the intrusive thought. I really wanted to keep looking, but I didn’t feel like it was right to do so. This wasn’t the usual Mina I was living with, it felt like this was Sharon Myoui instead, the more confident and sexy version.

Myoui Mina and Sharon Myoui were two sides of the same coin. Mina was the soft spoken homebody that giggled at the ending of spoken sentences, the girl that fluttered her legs when she was elated, waddled like a penguin when she walked, would gush and coo at how cute penguins and dogs were while “vibrating” by jumping and alternating between both left and right feet, and whose eyes would turn into crescents when she smiled her gorgeous gummy smile. This Mina was dorky and usually would be in the background doing something hilarious and cute.

Sharon, however, was the side of Mina when she got serious, when she was determined to obtain something she wanted. Sharon was basically the 'leader’ part of Mina, when she took charge and made things happen. This side of Mina appeared if she was put in a leadership role, and she led with efficiency and high standards. This Mina was blunt and determined with endless fire and desire to succeed, and… this was the hottest Mina. She intimidated and aroused me a lot with this facet of her personality, and I… I would bottom for her if she came for me like that. This Mina knew what she wanted, and she knew she would get exactly what she wished for and how to obtain that success.

Now that she had locked the Sharon Myoui facet of her personality to me, I knew it was only a matter of time before I would give in. She’d given me a smug smirk as she left for her shower, and I basically just wet even more of my ruined briefs.

I refuse to jerk off to her.

My thoughts were interrupted by Mina calling my name, waving a hand in front of my eyes while bent to keep eye contact with me.

Oh fuck, she did this on purpose… a hoodie and boyshorts only? And the hoodie is unzipped enough to show a lot of her cleavage? Is she trying to flash me?

Mina smiled her crescent eye smile, no gums this time. “Ah, there we go. You were quite distracted. What were you thinking about?” Her eyes twinkled with mirth as she smirked, seemingly knowing that her giving me and eyeful of her cleavage was causing me to overheat once more. “I’m gonna cook dinner, what do you want?” Mina asked, tilting her head to the right. Before I could give her an actual answer, my mouth moved quicker than my brain could filter. “You.”

Oh fuck. Fuck. What did I just say?

Mina’s usually soft brown eyes were now hardened with lust and desire. She straightened up, once again kneeling on the couch and straddling me, a leg on either side of my thigh. I gripped the cushion on my lap hard, a rush of arousal shooting straight to my hard cock. Fuck, it hurts… straining against my pants for so long did not feel good at all. She had the hood of her hoodie up when she first greeted me, and now that she was on top of me, she had raised her left hand to push the hood off her as she flicked her hair back. She bit her bottom lip and sank onto the cushion as I quickly retracted my arms to avoid touching her. Her weight fully rested on the cushion as her arms snaked around my neck and she shifted to keep level eye contact with me.

“Oh,” she breathed, “are you sure?” Her intense gaze seemed to pierce into my very soul. She bit her bottom lip, grinding down on the cushion in a slow circle, her actions causing the cushion to rub on my cock pleasurably. A whimper escaped my lips at her burning gaze, her lust and animalistic desire to consume her prey evident, and the pleasure from her essentially grinding directly on my cock. One hand of hers slid down to the zipper of her hoodie, then she slipped the zipper down enough to show the valley between her breasts and the lack of a bra.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry!” I pushed Mina off me onto the couch, as I rotated and leapt off. I caught a glimpse of Mina’s confused face turning into disappointment as I sprinted into my room and shut the door, sinking to the ground in embarrassment. Oh wait… I left Mina there. In disappointment. 'I have to fix that immediately’, I thought, as I opened the door to my room.

“Mina I do want you, you’re fucking hot as hell but not like this, I’m so sorry!”

Fuck, what was I saying?

Slamming the door shut, I winced, then rushed to fill the silence of my room with music.

'Ding!’

I looked at my mobile phone. Myoui Mina has sent you a message.

I opened the private chat we had, and threw my phone away in shock.

Mina had sent a picture of herself wearing the same hoodie, and only the hoodie. She sat on the couch, spreading her legs open to show her glistening pussy. Her hoodie was spread open to show her breasts and pert nipples.

Myoui Mina: This could have been yours if you’d just let me fuck you.

'Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!’

I had to look. A whole set of pictures.

The next picture consisted of Mina in the same position, but her free hand spread her pussy lips wide open for the camera.

Myoui Mina: Look at how wet I was for you.

Another picture - Mina now sent a picture of her fingers, wet strands of fluid stuck between said fingers.

A video now.

“Aaaaah~” Mina, in the video, was fucking herself furiously with her fingers on the couch. “Fuck~ [Y/N]~ you feel so fucking good~ fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna- [Y/N]~”

Mina’s scream of pleasure was accompanied by the gushing of fluids from her pussy. Her free hand rubbed her clit hard, prolonging her orgasm. Squirt after squirt of her juices shot out of her orgasming pussy, the sound of the liquid splashing all over the floor.

A final voice note.

“I could’ve squirted all over your cock, [Y/N]. It’s a shame I had to fuck myself to an orgasm… I wish you’d been the one to fuck me to an orgasm before filling my slutty pussy with your cum. Think about that, [Y/N]. You could’ve made me cum screaming your name just like I did in the video…”

–

I could not sleep.

Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Mina grinding on the cushion on my lap, Mina biting her lips, Mina staring at me with pure lust and desire, Mina’s pink pussy, shining with arousal, Mina fucking herself on her fingers, Mina squirting all over the living room screaming my name.

How was I going to sleep now?

–

Mina’s soft voice. “Oh, are you sure?”

Mina was grinding on my lap again, as she unzipped her hoodie to show me her breasts. “Look at me, babe.” She pulled the hoodie off her shoulders, letting it slip off and pool around her forearms and waist, exposing her beautiful breasts for my viewing pleasure. She grabbed my hand, placing it on her left breast. “Touch me.”

I fondled her breast, kneading and squeezing it as moans of pleasure left her lips. Mina then brought a hand to the back of my head, pulling me into a torrid kiss. When we broke for air, I bent down to suckle on her right nipple while I pinched and pulled at her left, causing her to grind down harder, which led me to groan at the increased sensations down below. Mina bent backwards, allowing me easier access to her breasts, as she stroked my head, whispering, “Good boy, that feels so good~ mmmh~”

“Stop.” I looked up at her in confusion, as she got off my lap. Slipping both thumbs under the waistband of her boyshorts, she pushed them off. Strings of her arousal clung to her pussy and her boyshorts. As she let her underwear drop, she also pulled off the hoodie around her forearms, dropping it on the floor, leaving her naked in front of me.

She straddled me once more, pulling the cushion on my lap away. “Look at how wet you’ve made me, baby.” Her voice was deeper than usual, her lust and desire evident in the breathy tone of her voice as her fingers spread her glistening pussy open in front of my eyes, while she leaned back, placing an arm behind her to support herself. Her fingers moved up to circle her clit, as she smiled slyly. “I wish you’d said yes, [Y/N].” Her fingers moved to rub her clit directly. “You could’ve stripped me. You could’ve taken me to bed. You could’ve fucked me and made me a slut for your cock.”

She pushed two fingers into herself, hilting them at her knuckles. “Mmmf~ fuck,” She withdrew her fingers, then thrusted back in, repeating the motion. “This… this could’ve been your cock, [Y/N].” Every alternate word was broken up by a moan as she pushed her fingers into herself. “Instead of… ahhh~ fucking myself- mmmf~ I… I could be- hnng~ cumming on your cock, aaah~”

Mina threw her head back, a guttural moan erupting from deep within her. Her fingers appeared to curl within her, stimulating her G-spot. “Fuck,” the curse word was drawn out in a hiss, “fuck, fuck, fuck, that feels so good, fuck~”

My gaze travelled over her body. My hands moved to try to touch her, but Mina was quick to grab me. “Ah, ah, no touching from now on.” She snapped her fingers with the hand that she was using to support herself, leaning forward to stare deep into my eyes. Her smile was coy, but her eyes were menacing, as if daring me to disobey. As I tried to move my hands, I found them bound behind me with zip ties to the bed frame. Wait… bed frame??

How did I get to her room?

Mina tipped my chin up, forcing me to meet her eyes. “Only look at me, darling. I want you to watch.” She had withdrawn her fingers from her pussy; they were dripping with her juices. She lifted them to her own mouth, opening wide and sucking on her own fingers. I could see her tongue move, swirling around her digits, cleaning her fingers of her own pussy juices before she released them with an audible 'pop’.

My cock strained hard against my track pants. The bulge of my cock was painful, my precum staining through my underwear and forming a wet spot at the tip of the bulge. I squirmed under her, resisting against the ties. Mina looked down at my bulge, a big smile on her face. “I’m feeling generous today, darling. Because you’ve been so good today, you get to cum.” She snapped her fingers once more, and I was now naked, lying on the bed with my arms around my head, still tied at the wrists to the bed. In the back of my mind, I questioned how she was able to manipulate reality to her will like that, but that thought was shelved when she sank down, pushing my cock against my stomach. Her pussy lips wrapped around the underside of my cock, and she began to rub up and down the length.

Mina smirked, her eyes glazed over, drunk in power. “Mmmf~ so hard for me, darling? Were you… aaah~… this hard when you… nngh~… watched me cum?” She ground down hard, reaching behind her to cup and play with my balls. Every few words of hers were broken up with gasps of pleasure. “Did me cumming while moaning your name feel good? Does it feel good knowing you’re the reason I fuck myself? That this pussy cums for you?” Her thrusts on my cock were beginning to speed up.

“Mina-”

Mina glared at me, stopping her grinding on my cock. I squirmed, attempting to grind on her for my own pleasure. She raised herself up, just out of my reach. “Shut the fuck up. You’re my slut now. My toy. My personal stress relief. You listen to me, and me only. Speak only if I tell you to. Speak up again and I will leave.” She then leaned in, her eyes looking at my lips, then to my eyes. Her left hand caressed my cheek, before her thumb ran over my lips. “Be a good boy, and I’ll let you cum…” She then snapped her fingers again, and I no longer could speak, just moan in pleasure for her ears.

Mina lowered herself once more, grinding down hard. Her pussy was leaking copious amounts of her juices, making a mess of both our crotches. Slick sounds echoed around the room, her wetness evident both visually and audibly. “Darling, are you gonna cum for me just like I came for you? Are you going to paint yourself white for me?” She grinded down forcefully, her pants turning to whines and whimpers, before turning to actual moans, of which each was interrupting her speech. “Cum for me, toy. Cum for me like I’m going to cum for you. Show me the load you’d put in my pussy. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m gonna… fuck! I’m gonna-”

Mina’s hips bucked up, her pussy gushing. The visuals of the first stream of her squirt prompted me to cum myself, my spurts violent. I could only feel the pleasure of my own orgasm; nothing else in the world mattered when everything was whited out. Dimly, I noted Mina’s streams landing all over my body, drenching me all over, as well as the bed sheets. When I opened my eyes, I was covered in a messy mix of semen, sweat, and Mina’s juices.

Mina’s next words were “Wake up.”

–

“Blurrgh!” I sat up awake in shock. What the fuck was that dream? Panting heavily, I leaned backwards, attempting to calm down my pounding heart. What the fuck just happened? Wiping my sweat on my brow, I stared at the ceiling in a daze.

As I shifted to kick the blankets away in order to dissipate the heat from my body, I could feel an uncomfortable stickiness all over my body… and even more at my crotch. Sure, I was sweating profusely and very warm from the dream, which explained the stickiness on my body… but on my crotch…

Oh. I’d ejaculated in my pants.

The large wet spot on the front of my shorts was evident enough that my cum had soaked through my underwear.

Fuck.

———-

[Mina’s POV]

Yesterday evening, I sent [Y/N] his first nudes of me. Me fucking myself to a fantasy of him and then squirting all over his living room. If only he’d just given in and fucked me; its not like he didn’t want my pussy. I would have squirted on his cock.

Fuck it. I’m gonna break him now.

If he’d just given in, I’d not only submit to him, I’d have been his slut to fuck. Now that he’d resisted me, I really want to break him and make him my slut.

Shy [Y/N], so cute and flustered under me.

Fanning my dirty thoughts away, I prepared to shower and take my leave to the dance studio for practice.

–

“Thanks for today guys! I’ll stay back for a bit more practice!”

I waved bye to my fellow classmates, before returning to the studio. While I did intend to practice more, I also really wanted to send [Y/N] something naughty. Locking the door, I giggled to myself.

I was wearing just a sports bra and yoga pants. I snapped a pic of myself, posing with a peace sign for the camera, before sending it to [Y/N].

'I am coming back a bit later, I’m working on something right now.’

Little would he know, I was working on taking my bra off my body. I was now topless in the studio.

'How do you like my body?’

I then decided to work my leggings and panties down my legs, stripping until I was nude. Fuck, I felt so naughty being nude in the dance studio. Kneeling on the ground, I began to snap a few pictures of myself.

'Did you have fun watching me cum?’

I then took a video of myself, running the lens from my face to my breasts, then down to my pussy.

'Maybe next time, all this would be for you.’

Smirking naughtily, I put on some music, set my camera to film, before proceeding to dance in the nude.

———-

[Y/N’s POV]

Mina sent me more nudes.

She was testing my patience, and I wasn’t the most patient person in the world when it came to her.

The video of her performing Taemin’s Move nude was even worse - those hips, that stare, her thighs, her plump ass, the jiggling of her breasts each time she moved, and… oh my god, when she swung her right leg in a circle and flashed her pussy for the world to see… She was testing me and I was very close to failing.

As I watched the video with my earbuds plugged in, Mina popped her head into my room, waving cheerfully. “Konnichiwa, [Y/N]! Why’re you so red?” I was ashamed to say I fumbled and dropped the phone in my hands.

Mina giggled, hiding her beautiful gummy smile with her hand. “Hehehe, watching something… naughty? Something personal?” She smirked cheekily, before announcing, “I’ve got something on soon, I’ll be having lunch outside~ See you!”

I groaned after she left, proceeding for a freezing shower to get rid of my dirty thoughts.

Mina’s body is divine.

–

I hummed a tune as the bacon sizzled in the pan. Breakfast for lunch seemed like a pretty good idea, and I couldn’t resist bacon.

As I plated my bacon and eggs…

'Ding!’

Hmm, what was this?

Oh, fuck. Mina was sending me pictures again. This time, she was thankfully clothed, but what she wore was just as hot as if she had sent me pictures of her nude body. Her ginger hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she had on a beautiful suit. She appeared to be in the bathroom, seeing that a sink could be seen in the mirror she was using as a photography tool.

Holy fuck.

Mina knew of my weakness for suits. I’d told her before that anyone that wore a suit was hot in my eyes because of how put together they looked. I’d admitted that people in a suit, especially ladies, sometimes made me intimidated and flustered.

A voice note this time. “Hi [Y/N] baby, don’t you like how I dressed for you?”

Another picture came in. Mina now had her tie loosened, and her hand was pushing her hair back. The next picture had Mina with two of the buttons on her dress shirt unbuttoned, showing her cleavage, with her tie pushed aside. She had untied her hair, letting it frame her beautiful face.

“[Y/N]-ah, I’m stripping for you now… I know you like it~” A giggle. “Hehe, enjoy~”

Another picture. Mina’s dress shirt was now fully unbuttoned, a lace bra cupping her perky breasts, her tie nowhere to be seen.

Even more pictures. Mina with her shirt unbuttoned, now without a bra, showing the valley between her breasts. Mina with the blazer around her biceps, off her shoulders. Mina without a blazer. Mina with the dress shirt now off her shoulders, around her arms, still covering her breasts but exposing the smooth, milky skin of her bare shoulders, and her defined collarbones.

'Ding!’ Mina sent another picture, this time of her with the camera held up behind her untied hair, her bare back facing the camera, with her free hand held up in a peace sign.

With each picture, my dick grew harder and harder. She sent her killing blow next.

[ Myoui Mina is initiating a video call… ]

“Hey, [Y/N]~”

Mina was still in a state of undress, the camera held at face level, just enough to catch her bare shoulders and hints of her cleavage. The mirror behind her captured the beauty of her bare back.

“What the fuck, Mina? What’re you doing?”

“Oh, darling~ you don’t have to be so shocked, it’s not like you haven’t seen me before.” She laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “You had so much fun watching me finger myself to you. If I’d known you were watching, I’d have called you in so you could pound my pussy until you filled me with cum and my pussy milked all the cum from your balls.”

The absolute filth spilled from Myoui Mina’s lips was something I’d never have expected to hear in my lifetime. These few days showed that Mina was more than just my elegant, respectful, beautiful, and considerate housemate; she was also a woman with her sexual desires, wants, and needs, and she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. In this case, she wanted me, and this was her way of doing so, through usage of her supple body and knowledge of my thinking processes and what ticked my checkboxes.

“I still have presents for you, baby. Guess what I’m doing right now?”

“Mina, I… Mina, what?”

“Yaaah~ you’re not answering my question~ I’m doing something just for you, baby. Only for you.” She winked, giving me a long gummy smile. “I’ll let you see, chotto matte yo~~”

The screen shifted, now showing the white ceiling of the bathroom she was in. I heard the sounds of her belt unbuckling, and a short zip sound, before the camera was picked up again.

“Hihi, baby!” She panned the camera down, showing me her magnificent body… Oh. Oh. Her hand was in her pants, seemingly rubbing circles around her clit.

“Fuck~ that feels so good, mmmf~… Baby, I’m touching myself for you again~ This time… let Mommy show you what she does to her pussy when she thinks of you.”

A whimper escaped my lips uncontrolled.

“Did Mommy’s words turn you on, baby? Are you hard and twitching for me? Whip it out for me, baby. Flip the view. Show Mommy how much you like what you’re seeing.” Her deep and sultry tone, punctured with the occasional gasp and moan of pleasure, sent streaks of arousal straight down to my twitching dick, now leaking lots of precum. I swapped the view of my camera, pulling my pants down to set my cock free of its confinements within my shorts.

“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking big… and so wet for Mommy. Jerk yourself for Mommy as Mommy strips for you.” Mina propped the camera against the wall, turning around and pulling her trousers down with her panties. She bent over, flashing her ass and her drenched pussy to the camera as I jerked myself looking at her stripping. Mina turned around, placing her clothing out of the frame, standing in the bathroom naked.

“I’m glad no one ever comes here. Mommy can be loud and make a mess, and no one will know but you and me.” Her lust-filled tone was turning me on more and more. Mina put her right hand down to her pussy, and her wrist curled up and she bit her lip and furrowed her brow, closing one eye. “Mmmf~, look baby,” she put her hands closer to the camera, showing me the strands of her juices coating her fingers, “look at how wet Mommy is showing you what a slut she is. Mommy’s a slut for your cock, baby. She wants your cock to fuck her pussy hard, to pound it until it cums and squirts all over you. Mommy wants you to fuck her until you fill her with cum and it leaks down her legs and thighs.” She withdrew her hands from the camera, moving them back to her pussy as she picked up the camera and walked to an empty stall with a seating toilet, the cover already down. Sitting down on the toilet, Mina spread her legs, her fingers already penetrating her pussy and curling for her G-spot.

A sigh of pleasure released from Mina’s open mouth as she leaned her head back. “Mommy’s thinking… ah~… about your cock, baby…” Every few words she spoke were broken up with moans, sighs, hisses, or pants of pleasure. “I wish it was your cock in my pussy right now, baby. I wish you were kneeling and fucking into Mommy’s slutty pussy as I spread for you. Don’t you like that, baby? Don’t you want Mommy’s pussy around your cock?”

“Yes, Mina-”

Mina halted her actions. “What was that, baby?”

“I’m sorry, Mommy- fuck!” I jerked myself quicker, feeling myself edging slowly towards my orgasm at how Mina… no, Mommy had, so easily, made me submit to her.

Mina smiled. “What a filthy mouth. Mommy will let it slide this time, baby. Jerk yourself slow and good. I want you to come with Mommy. Not before, not after. Can you do that for Mommy, baby?”

“Yes, Mommy.” I slowed my strokes down, disciplining myself to resist cumming first. Precum leaked out of the tip of my cock, lubricating the head. Whatever excess precum dripped to the ground.

Mina’s bright smile on her face did not fit what filthy actions she was doing to herself, but that made it so much hotter. “Good job, baby. You’re such a good boy. I promise you will enjoy your orgasm later. Hold on for me, okay?” She began to thrust faster and faster, moaning out loud each time her fingers curled over her G-spot. Her palm rubbed her clit with each thrust, slowly pushing her closer and closer to the edge of her release. “How does it feel, baby, to be watching me touch myself for you? Mommy’s so wet and so horny watching you jerk yourself for her. Mommy’s so happy you’re dripping; it shows how happy you are to watch Mommy. Good job baby, I’m close, so close, fuck~”

“Mommy, fuck, I’m so close, so fucking close!”

Mina’s sultry voice, broken with pants and moans, echoed from my speakers, “Yes, baby, cum for Mommy, cum with Mommy, fuck, I’m gonna, fuck-!”

“Fuck, Mommy, I’m coming!”

Mina’s camera angle had switched to one from her point of view. The camera was now showing the door of the stall she was in, and her fingers furiously thrusting to bring herself to orgasm. Before she could finish her sentence, a long stream of fluid squirted from her pussy, her hand rushing to furiously rub her clit left and right, her squirt spraying all over the stall walls, floor, and door. She moaned gutturally as each stream exited, violent and strong. I could see her toes curling as she achieved her release.

The moment Mina squirted her first stream, semen shot out of the tip of my dick all over the floor. I bucked my hips into my hand, fucking my own hand to prolong my orgasm, as more spurts of cum shot out and created a puddle on the floor. As I collapsed to the floor, Mina’s exhausted voice flowed to my ears, “Fuck baby, you came so much for Mommy… Good job, baby, Mommy came so much for you too.” Mina’s smile could be heard through the speakers. “You did so well for me… Mommy’s proud of you. Now go clean up, Mommy will be back for dinner.”

“Yes Mommy, thank you Mommy.”

Mina giggled, the camera flipping to see Mina gazing at her drenched hand, covered in a coating of her squirt. Mina gave her hand multiple licks from top to bottom, as if she was sucking on a cock, all while her eyes never left the camera. I licked my dry lips, watching Mina clean herself.

“Maybe next time, it’ll be your cock I’m licking.”

[ Myoui Mina has ended the call. ]

My food was long cold by then.

———-

[Mina’s POV]

As I rested on the toilet seat, recovering from my mindblowing orgasm, I smiled thinking of [Y/N]’s moans and submission to me. Making him call me Mommy turned me on so much that I’d squirted the most I had ever in my life; the stall I was in was covered in my juices. My squirt was flowing down the walls, the door, and dripping onto the ground, forming large puddles, as if someone had just showered.

Watching his cock spurt out so much semen was such a turn on, as well as knowing he’d just fucked himself for me. What an obedient little pet, so turned on and so wet just for me just by listening to my instructions. A good pet deserves a reward…

As I cleaned myself up, as well as the stall, and got dressed, I thought about how to seduce him one last time into my bed. I’m going to milk my pet for all he’s worth.

I’m going to fuck him until I’m satisfied. I have waited long enough.

His reward will be my body.

–

“[Y/N], tadaima!”

I unlocked the front door to our shared apartment, dressed in the suit I’d used in our sex session over video. The aroma of fried rice wafted from the kitchen, accompanied by a “Shit!” and the sound of something dropping. Running to the kitchen, I was met with a red-faced [Y/N], picking up two spoons and forks from the ground. “Okaeri, Mo- Mina-ya.” I smiled at his little slip of the tongue.

I walked over to him as he went to wash up the dropped utensils. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I leaned into his back, giving him a hug. “Thank you for cooking, [Y/N].” His body was so tense under my touch. He smelled really nice…

“Y-You’re wel- welcome, Mina.” His nerves were evident in his shaky and unsure voice. Turning him around as he dried his hands, I now embraced him from the front, burying my face into the crook of his neck. I felt [Y/N] finally wrap his arms around me, sinking into me just like I was sinking into his embrace.

“[Y/N]-ah, thank you for today too.” I smiled at his sound of confusion, before I caressed his cheek with my hand. “Today’s video call. I’ve never been so turned on in my life, and I’ve never cummed this hard before. And I did it with you. Thank you.” With each word, [Y/N] got redder and redder, and he seemed to tense up, leaning away from me slightly, specifically his crotch. It was pretty clear why, but I did not want to embarrass him at this point. “Hey, don’t get shy on me now,” I said, flashing my gummy smile, “you’ve literally seen my naked body more than I’ve seen yours, from when you peeped on me to earlier today. I should be the mortified one here.” Apologies spilled from [Y/N]’s mouth, but I silenced him with a finger on his lips. “It’s okay, baby, I don’t mind now, and I didn’t mind then. However, I really have something I want off my chest now.”

I took a deep breath in, then released it.

“Before I proceed with any of my other plans tonight, I kind of want to address the situation you caught me in on Thursday.” I bit my lip, fiddling with my fingers. “Yes, I was fantasizing about you, and… I’m kind of ashamed you had to see that. I did not want to have you realise I think of you like that in that manner.” Raising my hands to wrap around the back of [Y/N]’s neck, I stared into his eyes. “I like you, and I think you’re hot.”

[Y/N]’s eyes widened, before he pulled me into another hug, this one tighter than the rest. “Mina, thank you.” His smile could be heard in his voice. “I like you too.” As he withdrew, his hands trailed down my forearms to my hands, firmly clasping them in his. “I have something to say too. I’m sorry I peeped on you. I know you said you were cool, but I should have done better and not watched you. That was your private time and I should be respecting it, but I watched instead with perverted desires. This has been eating away at me, and I feel so sorry- mmph!”

I crashed my lips into his, yanking the collar of his tee to get him low enough to be able to take my kiss. I felt him lean into the kiss, reciprocating with as much desire for this as I had. As I pulled him closer, our kiss deepened, and my hands wrapped around his head while his arms wrapped around my waist.

We broke our kiss for air. I smiled, panting hard. “You were rambling, babe. It’s okay, I’m fine with it. Let’s have dinner before the food gets cold.” I took [Y/N]’s hand, leading him to the table, draping my blazer over my chair, before proceeding to eat.

Dinner was a relatively quiet affair. [Y/N] couldn’t hide his happiness as he seemed to have a dazed smile on at all times, and I was just watching him be his happiest. This was the cutest I’d ever seen him, and for the past year, I had seen so many moments of him being cute - when he was sleepy, when he was focusing on his work, when he was enthusing about his day or his interests, and that one time he cuddled me at my request. This was now the cutest I’d ever seen him and I was content just to watch him bask in his happiness.

I still want to bed him though.

–

As we walked back to our rooms after dinner, I stopped [Y/N] at my room. “[Y/N]-ah, wait.” When he turned to face me, a smile on his face, I beckoned him with a wave. Tiptoeing to his ear, I whispered, “Shower with me.” The look of disbelief on his face made me laugh. “I mean it, [Y/N], shower with me. I’ll wait for you~”

Oh, the plans I have for him, and all of it ends with us sleeping together tonight.

Grabbing my towel from my room after untying my tie, I made my way to [Y/N]’s room. As I strided in, I grabbed [Y/N]’s hand, pulling him from his room. “Mina! I haven’t picked my clothes yet! Mina!” I smiled at him as I carried on pulling him towards the bathroom. “You won’t need those later, darling.” Pulling him into the bathroom, I locked the door, then turned and pinned him against the wall, releasing the control I had on my lust for him.

“Mina?! Wha-?!” I forcefully pulled him in for a kiss, before releasing him and smirking. I rubbed his crotch over his shorts, pulling him for another forceful kiss, but this one softer and slower. His hands were also slowly roaming my body, first around my waist, then slowly moving downwards to knead my ass. Fuck, that felt so good…

I broke our second kiss. “Why don’t you strip for me, baby?” I smiled, leaning back on the sink. I could see the arousal and fear rise in [Y/N]’s eyes, and as he set his towel down on the rack. I set mine down as well, before turning to him. “No, really. We’re showering. Of course we’re stripping. I’ll strip too.”

[Y/N] slowly pulled off his shirt, revealing inch by inch of his solid core muscles, his pectorals, his biceps, triceps… oh my God, he was so fucking hot. I couldn’t help but just stare at the new amount of skin in my line of sight, forgetting to take off my clothing too. When he pushed his shorts and briefs down, I watched his hard cock spring out, and a rush of wetness flowed down my pussy. As he looked up at me, he rushed to cover his hard cock, sticking out in front of him. I laughed, before grabbing both his wrists and pulling his hands away. “It’s okay [Y/N], it’s natural. I’m wet for you too.” He groaned, his dick twitching once. “Mina~,” he whined, “don’t say that! It’s embarrassing…” Smiling, I moved closer to him and tiptoed to give him a peck on his lips. “You’re so cute, [Y/N]. And… you’re so big…” He groaned again, and I kissed him once more. “Fine, fine. I’m gonna strip now.”

I could see his eyes darting to me and looking away as I unbuttoned my dress shirt. I’d already untied my tie in my room. He was very embarrassed and quite aroused as he looked at me undressing; the precum was starting to form at the slit on the tip of his red, angry, hard cock. How would that cock feel in my pussy? That thought made a rush of heat fill my loins. I pulled my shirt off, hands moving to unclip my bra, when I heard [Y/N] go, “Wait.” He walked over, putting two hands on my arms, and turning me around. “It’s awkward standing there… let me.” His hands moved up to the clip of the bra. “Can I?”

Oh, he… that was so lovable of him. Beaming at him, I nodded yes. I felt his hands reach the clip, unclipping both ends of the bra. He aided me in removing it from my arms, and I took it off, turning around to show him my bare breasts. He gasped, eyes wide, staring at them, before closing his open mouth, unable to tear his eyes away. I giggled, tilting his chin up. “My eyes are up here, dummy, hehe.”

“You’re beautiful, Mina. Oh my God.” The compliment took me off guard, my hands rushing to cover my face as I whined. “I’m shy~! Don’t say that!” He laughed, pulling on my hands, then planting his lips on my forehead. Putting my hands down to the buckle of my belt, I undid my belt, then bent down, sliding both my pants and panties off me. I noticed a wet spot on my panties, and after I pulled the last of my clothing off and stood back upright, I could see [Y/N]’s red face, his eyes roaming my naked body, and his dick twitched once more, making my pussy wetter. “Let’s shower, babe,” I said, “if we wait any longer I might not be able to hold back.” Pulling him into the shower, I turned on the water.

———-

[Y/N’s POV - Post Shower]

The shower with Mina was uneventful. We were both kind of self conscious, but we got through the shower, albeit with a few lustful stares at each other, and smirks exchanged each time we caught each other. I could not believe my awfully sexy housemate was naked and showering somewhat comfortably with me. With that said, I was aroused almost all the time, watching a Mina with wet hair and droplets of water drawing streaks down the curves of her chest or the valley in the middle of her breasts, running down her toned core, her creamy thighs, her developed calves, and the worst of all - I’d watch some of the droplets run, and they’d reach her pussy… I had to tear my eyes away. I’d caught her staring at my own fit body too. Her hungry eyes ran over my arms, my chest, my core, down my legs, and every once in a while, right at my hard cock. We’d laugh each time we caught the other, but the sexual tension in the bathroom was so thick. It was clear what we would do post-shower, but I was hoping for something soft and slow, which I’d wanted with her for so long.

As I dried my hair off, I looked at Mina towelling herself off, her hair still wet. Reaching over with my own towel, I wrapped the towel around her head, drying her hair for her. She looked up at me in surprise, and all I could do was smile at how adorable she was. It was funny how a naked woman in front of me was the most adorable creature in the world at the moment, and not the sexiest. After we were dry, Mina smirked, and dragged me by the hand, leading us through the house naked. After hurriedly putting our towels out to dry, she dragged me to her room, giggling to herself as she pushed me onto her bed.

I leaned against the headrest of the bed, my eyes widening at how quick Mina was - she was now crawling towards me seductively, her lust and desire evident in her half-lidded eyes. Mina bit her bottom lips, her plump ass high in the air, her perky breasts swaying left and right as she crawled. My half-erect cock slowly hardened and grew, which Mina took notice of, and giggled. As she got closer, she rose up to straddle me, kneeling above my hard shaft. Lowering herself to meet me eye to eye, she wrapped her arms around my neck, putting her lips close to mine.

“Hi, baby.” She smiled, my favourite gummy smile, with her eyes becoming slits. “Hey, Mina,” I breathed, mesmerised by the juxtaposition of Mina’s adorable smile in front of my face and the awfully sinful body she possessed, exposed to all of my sight. My eyes locked on to her thighs, the thick creamy expanse of skin just begging to be touched and caressed, and then to her breasts, which I’d always dreamed of fondling. Mina watched me check her body out for the umpteenth time, before tilting my chin up to meet her gaze. “Kiss me.”

Our lips drew closer, feeling each other’s hot breath on the other’s lips. When our lips met, Mina seemed to push into me, her hands cradling the back of my head and neck while I loosely wrapped my hands around her shoulders. We exchanged multiple kisses, each of them short pecks, as our hands began to wander. Mina brought one of her hands down to my shoulders, then to my biceps, giving them a squeeze. Her other hand moved down onto my other shoulder, and she broke our latest kiss, staring lovingly into my eyes. “Mommy wants it slow with you, darling. Can you be good for me tonight?”

A whimper broke free from my throat as I nodded in submission, my cock twitching once. Mina being my Mommy was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard in my life, and knowing that I’d be her good boy turned me on so much.

Mina’s smile graced her features once more, softening my heart once again. “You’ve been my good boy these few days, taking all my teasing so well. Tonight, Mommy will reward you with her body.” She leaned in to touch her forehead with mine, another giggle reaching my ears. “Enjoy your reward baby.” Giving me a final peck, she reached for my cock, giving it a tight squeeze, before gripping it and stroking up and down, her eyes once again lustful. “Does my hand feel good, baby? How does it feel?”

I had moaned at her first touch. Finally, there was some reprieve from the pent-up sexual frustration and tension between us for the past few days. Now, she was finally relieving me of some of the pressure I was feeling because of her. Her dainty fingers wrapped around my shaft, stroking it up and down, sending sparks of pleasure up and down my groin. Even when she was masturbating me, she looked elegant, as if she wasn’t indulging herself in sexual activity with her housemate, but instead, playing a musical instrument. As she stroked, she met eyes with me, expecting my answer. “F-fuck, Mommy, your hand feels so good, oh my gosh!” Mina stroked faster, her eyes gleaming with mischief, as she began to talk dirty to me.

“Mommy’s been wanting your cock for a long time, baby. Each time I see you shirtless, I’ve always wanted to jump you and fuck myself senseless on your cock. Sometimes, I want to be under you as you make me your slut, your cum dumpster, and just a hole for you to fuck. Don’t you like that, baby? Hearing me beg for your cum, fucking my tight body as and when you like, in any position you want?” Her hand sped up, her words conjuring mental images that took me closer and closer to my release. “Or maybe my mouth. You could be plowing my mouth, dumping your load down my throat. Maybe even my lubed ass, you could be fucking my ass until I squirt all over the bed and my thighs. Do you want Mommy to be your slut, baby? Mommy could just be three holes for you to cum in, baby. Mommy can be your cumslut, your personal toy to cum in, or cum on. How about that, baby?”

The filth from Mina’s mouth was easily the hottest string of words to ever grace my ears. I’d wanted Mina for ages, but I’d never expected her to be this dominating. She began to thumb the head of my cock, spreading the precum at the tip all over. “So wet for Mommy, baby. Are you cumming soon? Do you wanna glaze Mommy with your cum? I’ll let you cum on me. Take your choice, baby. Do you want to cum on my breasts, my abs? My thighs? My ass, my back? Choose quickly, baby.” Her hand stroked harder, and I instinctively exclaimed “Your breasts!”

“Good choice, darling. Cum for Mommy, cover Mommy with your love!” Mina fell back, spreading her legs to let me flush myself to her as I jerked myself to orgasm. My first shot landed all over her right breast, the second landing on the left. The next few shots glazed her sweaty torso, adding to the glistening of her sweat. Mina watched my cock spurt, delight and lust adorning her features, as she watched her baby dirty her body. Her hand thumbed my cock head once more, collecting the stray drips of cum, before she brought the thumb to her lips, licking my semen off it, as if it were some delicacy. Her other hand began to collect the sticky mess all over her torso and chest, scooping it up and pouring it in her mouth. Her tongue swirled in her mouth, mixing the semen with her saliva, before she sat up, opened her mouth to show me my cum, then swallowing it, before showing me her empty mouth. She giggled, before shifting to allow me line of sight to her wet pussy. Mina spread her labia open. The wet sound of the lips separating sent arousal down to my softening dick. Mina noticed that, and smiled. “Take your rest, baby. Come, please Mommy.”

I shifted Mina to rest against me, her back leaning against my body. Placing my head near her right shoulder, I began to kiss her nape and towards the shoulder, teasing her a little. I kissed her up and down her neck, breathing on it once in a while, which got her whimpering and shuddering in anticipation and pleasure. My hands wrapped around Mina’s body, one snaked around her core to keep her flush to me, the other firmly grasped her breast, kneading it to pleasure her. I was finally touching her body, and I intended to worship it.

Mina turned to me, her neediness and lust evident in her expression and tone. “Darling, don’t tease me. Mommy isn’t so patient.” I caught her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue sliding against her lower lip for access. When she granted me access, our tongues met, lazily swirling against the other, as we made out with each other. We broke our kiss, panting. “Mommy, please be patient.” I gave her a short peck. “I want to worship Mommy’s body.”

I returned to kneading her breast as I kissed her neck, sucking and biting on certain spots. I fingered her erect nipple, pinching it and circling it, leading her to moan beautifully, the outlet of her pleasure music to my ears. Knowing that what I was doing was pleasing her turned me on so much. My dick flared to life, slowly hardening against her back, growing in size and girth. This did not escape Mina’s notice, as she giggled. “Hehe, someone’s happy~” I smiled against her ear, whispering, “I can’t wait to fuck your pussy, Mommy, but you’ll have to wait.” Mina shuddered at my breath hitting her, which I filed as a potential spot to focus on.

I switched positions with Mina, letting her lie on the bed. I cradled her head and placed her softly on the pillow, before I straddled her and began to work on her neck once more, marking her neck with hickeys as she moaned at my ministrations on her neck. I bit on her earlobe and sucked, and Mina twitched at the pleasure, a loud moan escaping her lips. She was so fucking sexy moaning like that, and I felt precum flow out of my tip. Furthering my actions on her earlobe, Mina writhed around on the bed in pleasure, moaning a mixture of “Baby”, “[Y/N]”, or wordless sounds of pleasure. I began to kiss down from her neck, giving her butterfly kisses as I journeyed to her clavicle. I gave her a few kisses on her clavicle, hot openmouthed kisses as I licked the sweat on her pleasured body. The salty taste of her sweat did not bother me; my objective was to worship her body and make her cum with my mouth and fingers.

My journey down her body brought me to the swell of her bosom, her beautiful breasts begging to be pleasured. They heaved with each of Mina’s laboured pants, her pert nipples waving in the air, tempting me to suckle and bite down on them. My dick twitched at the thought, precum once again flowing down to reach the tip, a little bit spurting out and dirtying the sheets. Mina’s breasts were gorgeous and I could lose myself playing with them if I was left unchecked. I began to kiss down her cleavage, giving each breasts alternating pecks, licking and tonguing her flesh. Her warm body reciprocated earnestly; she writhed in lust, moaning as I kissed up each breast and around her nipples, but not quite touching them. “Mommy, can I…” my question trailed off as Mina looked up and nodded vigorously, silently begging for me to finally touch her sensitive nipples. When my tongue came into contact with her left nipple, my left hand pinched and tugged at her right, leading her hips to buck as pleasure coursed through her veins. “Aaaah~,” she moaned, her right hand coming up to grip my hair. I gave her hardened nipple a few sucks, my tongue flicking it up and down, once in a while giving it a soft nibble. My hand carried on pinching and tugging her other nipple, while my other hand, which was supporting myself, reached over to grasp hers and hold it. “Baby, shit, that feels so good, fuck! Mommy feels so good baby, so so good~ aaah, shit~” Mina was enjoying the waves of pleasure crashing against her body. Her body was so warm, her beautiful features depicting the pleasure of the sexual activity she was engaging in.

I released her nipple from my mouth, blowing on it. The contrast of the cool air and the warmth of her body led her to squeak, as I blew on her nipple, then kissed it. Soon enough, I had swapped to her other nipple, suckling and nibbling the right nipple while fondling her left breast. All of this fueled Mina’s desperation to finally have some action below. “Baby, fuck, eat Mommy out. Quickly!” I began to journey down towards her pussy, kissing all the way down her torso, her abs, her hip bones, and then down both her thighs. I spread Mina’s legs open, my cock twitching at the amount of juices that was leaking out of Mina’s pussy. Below where she lay, there was a large wet spot, and I could see how much her pussy glistened and clenched on nothing, as she begged, “Baby, quick!”

Our dynamics had switched, even though I was still calling her Mommy. I enjoyed the rush of power I had, and I began to kiss and lick down Mina’s inner thighs, teasing her once more. I kissed down her left thigh, giving it a few licks, as she panted and hissed in pleasure. Doing the same for the other leg, I spared myself a glance at Mina’s beautiful pussy. “Please, baby, eat Mommy, please!” Mina was so desperate she was pushing herself towards my mouth. I smiled, blowing on her clit, as she groaned in frustration. Finally, I gave her a lick around her pussy, tasting her juices but not giving her the relief she so craved. “Baby, please~ Ah~!!” I gave her slit one strong lick, gathering her juices all on my tongue, before swallowing what was in my mouth. Returning to her slit, I began to lick and suck on what I could, which was slowly driving Mina wild, as she grabbed my head and forced my mouth towards her pussy. I gave her a few more licks before I decided to push her quicker to the edge by involving my fingers. As I moved to kiss her clit, I began to rub my fingers over the slit, lubricating them for entry. Each kiss or lick on Mina’s clit set off her melodic moans, groans, pants, and hisses. Occasionally, she would moan my name and I would double my efforts on her clit, which would set off small gushes of fluid onto my fingers.

“Mommy, can I put my fingers inside?” I looked up at Mina, our eyes meeting. She smiled and nodded, her smiling face quickly changing to one of pleasure as I penetrated her with my middle finger, thrusting in and out. I returned to kiss and suck on her clit, driving Mina crazy. “Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck, fuck! That feels so good, aaah~! Oh my, your fingers… fuck!” Deciding to increase her pleasure, I added my ring finger to the mix, continuing my kisses, sucks, and licks on her hard clit. Each time I thrusted in, I curled my fingers, looking for her G-spot. After a few strokes, I heard Mina squealing, “Fuck, baby, there! Right there! Fu- Fuck! Yes, yes, yes, yes!” I focused my strokes to aim at that spot, as Mina bucked her hips wildly with each stroke, pushing my head into her crotch. I decided to swap my fingers with my tongue, hearing Mina’s disappointment at the withdrawal of my fingers, then a gasp of delight as I stuck my tongue into her delicious pussy. I licked and sucked from her pussy directly, drinking whatever juices she could offer. My wet fingers rubbed around and on her clit, and I could hear her going “Fuck, if you keep that… if- if- aah~ if you keep that going- fuck- I’m going to cum! Fuck!” Mina’s filthy mouth only spurred me to work harder on eating her out - I wanted to drink her in literally.

I began to hasten my motions on her clit, and focus on her G-spot, and only that spot, with my tongue. Mina’s hips began to buck wildly, her moans and words building to a crescendo. “Oh, fuck! Fuck! [Y/N], baby, fuck! Don’t stop, baby, don’t stop! Fuck! I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum! Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES, YES, YESYESYES- AAAAAAAHHHH~~~!!!!”

Mina squirted. Her juices gushed from her pussy, spraying onto my lips and into my mouth. I wrapped my mouth around her pussy, drinking her squirt in. The sweet taste of her juices flooding my mouth sent my lust for her through the roof. Her hips wildly bucking, the shrill screams resembling a whistle resonating around the room, her orgasming pussy clenching around nothing…

Rising from my position between her legs, I crawled onto the bed, wiping my lips with my hand. “Mina, are you okay?” I caressed her cheek, leaning in for a kiss. Mina nodded, exhausted and high off the post-orgasm afterglow, giving me a beautiful eye smile, meeting my lips for that kiss. We made out again, our tongues swirling around each other lazily, basking in each other’s company. Mina smiled at me, kissing my forehead. “There are condoms in the second drawer.”

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[Mina’s POV]

I gave [Y/N]’s hard cock a kiss after putting the condom on him. I rose up to him, giving him a kiss, before pushing him onto the bed and straddling him.

“Thank you for earlier, baby, but now… now you’re going to fuck Mommy’s pussy until Mommy cums all over your cock and you fill that condom with your seed.” I aligned myself with [Y/N]’s cock, slowly sinking down. The tip of [Y/N]’s cock parted my labia, and I began to tease him, rubbing his tip along my pussy lips. He moaned, frustration evident on his face at my teasing. “I know you want to cum, baby. I know you want to fuck Mommy’s tight slutty pussy until you fill my hole with cum. However, I call the shots here babe, and I want to see you squirm. This slutty body may be your reward tonight baby, but I’m not such an easy slut. If you please me, baby, I’ll make sure you get the full extent of your reward. Ready yourself, babe.”

Without warning, I sank down on the entire length of [Y/N]’s cock. I sheathed the entirety of his hard shaft in my naughty pussy, a loud moan erupting from my lips as he stretched my pussy. [Y/N]’s loud “Fuck!” and other curses was indicative enough of the pleasure he felt penetrating me for the first time. I supported myself on [Y/N]’s chest, my teeth gritted at the fullness I felt. Smirking, I cradled [Y/N]’s head, locking eyes with him. “You’re not allowed to cum until I’m satisfied. If you cum, I’ll make sure, next time, I’ll strip you, tie you up, and ruin every orgasm you have. Are we crystal clear, baby?”

“Yes, Mommy.” [Y/N] was such a good boy. So obedient, so eager to please. If he kept this up, he’d get to enjoy more of my body next time.

'Pak, pak, pak.’ The sound of flesh slapping flesh began to ring around my room as I raised my hips and sank back down, riding [Y/N]’s cock. Moan after moan left my lips, unfiltered. I decided to torture [Y/N] with more dirty talk, just to tempt him into cumming. “How does it feel… ahh~… having Mommy… hff~… fuck your cock, baby? How does it feel- oh, fuck! …knowing you’re Mommy’s new toy? Fuck, that feels so good…. You’re mine to fuck. Anytime. Anywhere.” I could feel myself squeezing his cock harder thinking about how he was now mine to fuck as and when I wanted, and with each time I impaled myself on his cock, he would let out the sexiest moans, his eyes clouded with pleasure and lust for me, tinged with obedience and fear. Halting my actions, I grinded down on him, going in circles as I smiled at [Y/N] gritting his teeth and trying not to blow his load. “You can’t come yet, [Y/N]~, not until Mommy’s slutty pussy cums on her new favorite toy~.”

As I grinded down on him, I leaned over, putting my chest in front of his face. “Suck on the breasts you love, babe. I can tell- ah!” [Y/N] latched on instantly, thrusting up and sucking on my left nipple, fondling my right breast. “Oh my god, fuck, that feels so good! I can tell you've… ahh! You've… fuck, you’ve wanted this, haven’t you, baby? Shit, mmmh~, suck on the tits you love so much, baby. Make Mommy cum.” I panted in pleasure as [Y/N] fucked up into my pussy, my hips matching his thrusts. “Fuck Mommy’s pussy until Mommy cums. If you make me cum, I’ll let you fuck me how you want, and you can finally fill that condom.”

[Y/N] kept his thrusts up as he fucked into me hard. I was getting closer and closer to orgasm; his sucking on, paired with occasional biting and pinching of my sensitive nipples sent pleasure all over my body. Sweat dripped down my body, running down my neck and chest, which [Y/N] licked up whenever he decided to attack my neck and breasts with licks and kisses.

“Oh shit, babe. Fuck me just like that! Yes! Right there, yes!” [Y/N] had angled himself under me to hit my G-spot once more, and every thrust he was making was hitting that exact spot. He groaned in pleasure and exertion as he thrusted harder, gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows as he focused on not cumming in the condom once more, pushing himself to ensure I came on his cock.

“Fuck, baby, yes, yes, yes, yes, I’m gonna cum!”

My pussy squeezed down on his cock as I saw white and fell into his embrace. I could feel my back arch, pushing myself towards him, as I trembled and he fucked me through my orgasm, prolonging it.

“Oh, Mommy. Now it’s my turn.”

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[Y/N’s POV]

Mina had her orgasm. Now it was my turn.

I flipped us so I was on top of her now, her legs wrapped around my hips. Mina’s exhausted eyes stared into mine in surprise, and a devilish grin met her gaze. “Do you know how hard it was fucking you without being able to cum? Now I get to fuck your slutty pussy.” I slowly began to thrust once more, Mina moaning at my movements. “Finally. Finally I get to fuck this pussy the way I like it.”

I pushed my cock in her pussy ever so slowly, hearing her groan in frustration as I slid in one slow centimeter by one slow centimeter. “Mommy wants it faster, huh? Fine, I’ll give you fast.” I began to fuck her with quick, hard strokes, of which each was from head to hilt. “Fuck, baby, fuck, your cock feels so good in my pussy, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god, yes, oh my god-” Mina was slowly losing the ability to make coherent sentences as I gave her a hard fucking. Her vocabulary consisted of the phrase “Oh my God”, the words “Fuck”, “Shit”, and “Yes”, as well as mindless moans of pleasure.

Catching Mina’s lips in a heated kiss, I kept the pace and power of my thrusts even as we made out once more, her arms wrapped around me as I held her head in my hands and arms. She moaned into the kiss, wrapping her legs around my hips as I fucked her pussy with short strokes, chasing my orgasm.

I decided to taunt Mina just as she’d taunted me so many times. “I can feel your pussy clenching around my cock, Mommy. Does this turn you on that much? Knowing that I’m using your slutty pussy just so I can cum? I’ve wanted you like this for so long, Mommy, under me, being my cockslut. Does my cock feel good, Mommy? Does it feel good being fucked like that? Like you’re nothing but a hole for my cock to fill?”

It wasn’t long before I exclaimed, “Fuck, Mommy, I’m cumming!” I’d gone beyond the point of no return through both my dirty talk and Mina’s reactions to said talk. She’d looked so pleasured and fucked out, and she could only nod and moan at my words, her pussy squeezing my cock as she got more and more aroused hearing my words. Mina had pulled my body flush against hers as she achieved another orgasm, her pussy milking my cock as I felt my balls tighten and my cock pulse, each pulse firing off stream after stream of thick, hot semen. I’d not been able to last long after I’d nearly blown my load multiple times - once when Mina had begun to talk dirty to me, a few times when I’d fucked into her, and the toughest was when she came the first time. Both of us released guttural moans as we orgasmed in each other’s embrace, Mina pulling me in tightly, and as I cradled her head and buried myself in her neck.

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I pulled out of Mina’s freshly fucked pussy, my cock easily slipping out of the used condom after. I threw the used condom away, making my way back to the kitchen. Getting 2 cups of water, I returned to Mina’s side, placing the cups on her bedside table and pulling her exhausted self up to a sitting position. Mina panted with exhaustion, sweat still running down her body. I ruffled her sweat matted hair, kneeling down to meet her eyes. “Are you okay, Mina? Was I too rough?” Mina gave me a tired eye smile, before shaking her head. “No, baby. It was perfect.” She caught me in a slow passionate kiss, conveying what her exhausted brain could not with words. I smiled, offering her a cup of water, which she chugged.

“Come on, babe, let’s shower again.”

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As I scrubbed Mina’s hair, she softly called “[Y/N]…”

“Yes, Mina?”

“It’s Sunday tomorrow…” She poked her fingers together, turning to me with her soapy hair. “I know it’s not the right order, but… date tomorrow?”

Oh, my heart. She was pouting and giving me puppy eyes. Puppy eyes! Pouting! Poking her fingers together! She was ADORABLE!!!

I ruffled her hair with my soapy hands, smiling. “Of course, Mina. Date tomorrow.” Mina grin equalled that of the power of the Sun, and she “vibrated” excitedly. I brought her into a tight hug, the water running over us.

“Let’s finish up and go to bed, Mina.”

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The next morning, I woke up to Mina straddling my body once more. “Oh- uh.. wha-? Good morning, Mina..?”

Oh, she had that glint in her eyes… and she was gripping my morning wood.

“Baby, I see you’re happy to see me~” She rubbed up and down the length, pulling it out of my shorts. “Get ready for Round 2, baby~ The date can wait…”

“You’re mine until I’m done with you.”

— END —

Slave (ft. TWICE’s Mina)

“Mm, you’ll do.”

“I’m sorry, Mina, what was that?”

“I said that you’ll do. Come here.”

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You were at a photoshoot with TWICE’s Mina for Harper’s Bazaar, and you were the intern that was tasked with bringing coffee for Mina. Usually, you would leave the coffee outside of the star’s private dressing room, as was the protocol, but when you knocked on the door, you heard a faint, “Come in, bring the coffee.”

Mina looked even more gorgeous in person. You’d been a big fan of her band since debut, and this was your chance to meet your ultimate bias and talk to her, but you chose not to yet; she was still at work.

“Come, place it here.” Mina tapped the table softly, rotating her chair to meet your eyes. For a moment, you were starstruck - this was Myoui Mina in person, in front of you. You scanned her attire - choker (?), was that dress plastic? and chains from her choker down to the dress, with rings to secure the chains somewhere around maybe… mid-thigh area. There was a slit in the skirt that exposed all the way up to just above the knee. Her bare shoulders and arms were exposed to the cool air of her dressing room, and you could not help looking at the unblemished skin of her shoulders and arms, as well as her collarbones. She was barefoot.

You placed the coffee to the side, and Mina eyed you up and down, before she said, “Sit, let’s talk. Sit comfortably.” She gave you a small eye smile, and your heart raced at seeing it in person.

“I see you’re a fan.”

“Oh- uh… yes. How did you know?”

“You were so nervous and starstruck, it was cute.”

“Ah, er… thank you, Mina. You’ve been my bias since debut, ultimate bias even. I’ve been rooting for you through every era and I’ve loved all the work you’ve done, be it photoshoots, in your songs, stages, everything. I love your vocals, your elegance when you dance, your strength and bravery, everything.”

“Oh, thank you so much.”

When you stood to leave, Mina grabbed your wrist, making you turn back. “Mm, you’ll do.”

“I’m sorry, Mina, what was that?”

“I said that you’ll do. Come here.”

Mina led you by the wrist to the centre of her dressing room. You could see Mina’s shoulders tense and tight, and in a moment of no-use-the-brain, you pull your wrist out of her hand, and reach for her shoulders with both your hands, massaging them. Mina gasped, a beautiful sound that made you simultaneously want to hear more, and at the same time, stopped all your actions. “Fuck, sorry Mina, shit I didn’t mean t-”

“It’s okay, do it again.” Mina pulled your hands back to her bare shoulders before she dropped them, letting you massage her. She sighed in relief, letting herself enjoy your massage. For you, all you focused on was how you were massaging her, and nothing else. You kept at that for a while, before you felt Mina shudder a bit. You could hear her shaky breathing, but you ignored it, just focusing on the massage, until you stared at the floor-to-ceiling mirror she had in this dressing room. Shock mixed with awe, and arousal.

Mina, while you were massaging her, had her knees buckled, her eyes squeezed shut, her bottom lip bit. As your eyes trailed down her arm, it led you past her chest, her torso, and it ended… it ended with Mina having hiked her dress up to let her hand reach under the slit to her crotch, and her fingers seemed to be moving in circles as you massaged her.

“Mina! What-”

“Fuck, I-”

Mina shuddered in your hands, her knees buckling. You rushed to wrap your arms around her waist as her legs gave way, and you pulled her flush against your body, as Mina’s erratic breathing filled your ears. You felt your erection push against her ass. How did you not notice Mina was masturbating right in front of you? Mina kept writhing and squirming in your arms as she rode out her orgasm.

When Mina had sufficiently calmed down, you moved to let her go, but she began to grind against your bulge. You groaned, before moving back, and Mina whined at the loss of contact. “No!”

“Mina, what- huh?”

“I’m sorry intern, I was really horny and when you touched me I couldn’t control myself… let’s just forget this-”

“No, Mina.” You pulled her slick soaked hand, and plunged her fingers into your mouth, tasting her juices. When you’d finished tasting her, you commanded, “Since you said you’re so horny, show me.”

Mina stepped back once, pulling on the rings that held the chains on her dress. Her fingers reached for the material, and she pulled her dress up far enough for her to expose her bare pussy to you from under the dress, and her thighs stained with her slick. “Fuck, Master…” she whimpered.

“What was that, Mina?”

“Master…”

“Oh.” You smiled. Mina was a submissive, of course she would be. Your cock twitched, and you began to casually undo your belt and pants, fishing out your thick cock. You reach for the chain latched to her collar, and pull her in roughly. “Come here. You came, I didn’t. Solve that problem.”

Mina dropped what she held, and she walked over to you, kneeling down. She stroked at your erection, moaning at the feel of how warm it was, and how it pulsed in her hands with each of your heartbeats. The tip, red and swollen, had a light sheen of white, from the precum that had gathered. Mina’s tongue darted out to lick at it, making you groan.

“You’re my slave now, Mina. Suck.”

Mina wrapped her lips around your cock, slowly bobbing her head and taking you into her mouth. You moaned at the feel of her tongue lathering your length, and when she raised a hand to cup and play with your balls, you moaned, putting a hand onto Mina’s head. You gently rubbed at her cheek as she sucked your cock, her lipstick marking your skin.

Mina began to pick up speed, sucking your cock like the world depended on it. You moaned, before you grabbed at her ponytail, and yanked her head off your cock. Mina’s gasp of surprise, and the look of submission in her eyes popped ideas in your head.

“Thank me, Mina. Thank me for letting you suck my cock.”

“Thank you, Master! Thank you for the privilege of sucking your cock! You taste so good, Master!”

“Good slave. You can touch yourself while you suck my cock.”

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.” Mina returned to bobbing her head on your cock, and you could hear the slick sounds of Mina’s hand fucking her own pussy. You reached for Mina’s hair, tied in a ponytail, and in a rush of power, you began to use it as a handle, as you moved to thrust into her throat.

Mina’s cry of protest was muffled by the sound of your cock forced down her throat as you began to fuck it. You moaned at how tight it was, and how she seemed to have no gag reflex. The warm cavern of her mouth felt perfect. A few sets of sounds were the only things that filled the room: your moans, Mina’s muffled groans, your balls slapping her chin each time you hilted, and Mina’s fingers plunging furiously into her depths with each thrust.

When you withdrew from her, you looked at the mess Mina was. Tear streaks with mascara, drool running down her lips and on her dress, sweat running down Mina’s forehead, and Mina’s ragged breathing.

“Strip. We don’t need you to dirty the dress.”

Mina couldn’t get naked any faster. Her dress was dropped and kicked aside. You had stripped yourself of all clothing as well, deciding to join her in naked glory. Mina had a really nice set of tits and a plump ass. You wished to be able to fuck it, but the need to fill her throat outweighed the desire for her pussy or ass. Maybe next time…

“Suck my cock, slave. I’m not gonna cum like that.”

Mina rushed to kneel, her lips wrapping around your cock once more. She bobbed her head hard, but you wanted more. “Not good enough,” you said, and you grabbed her ponytail once more, fucking her throat again. Mina had one hand on your thigh for stability, and the other fucked her cunt. You could hear how wet she was, and you knew she was close, like you were.

“Take my fucking load, slut.”

“Mmmgh, mmmb!” Muffled communication as a result of you being balls deep in her mouth and throat.

You forced Mina’s head onto your crotch, hilting yourself as your balls tensed, and you filled her throat with your semen. All you could see were flashes of white. There was almost no sound that you could hear, and the only sensation you had was the peak of physical pleasure. Underneath you, Mina had squealed before you came, and you felt gushes of liquid splash against your feet, as well as hear the liquid escape Mina’s orgasming cunt.

Mina took all your cum down her throat, falling to the ground after her intense orgasm. You were standing in a puddle of her squirt, and you could see Mina’s pussy still clenching, her hips still bucking slightly. She looked fucked out, and you fell onto the ground as well, after how intense your orgasm was. Both of you lay on the ground, catching your breath.

“Mina, are you okay?”

“Yes… thank you. I’ve been horny the whole day, and I really needed that.”

A knock sounded on the door. “Miss Myoui, you’re needed in ten.”

“Alright, thank you!” Mina moved to get dressed, but she turned to you as she arranged her hair. “Give me your phone.”

“Er… okay.”

Mina took your phone, and she walked to the mirror. She squatted down and spread her legs first, before spreading her pussy with her fingers. You could hear the telltale sounds of the camera app, and then Mina tapped on your phone a few times, entering something. When Mina passed you the phone, she smiled. “I’ve put my number in. Call me next time you need a pussy to fuck, Master.”

When Mina left the room after you helped her with putting on the dress, you looked down at your phone, pushing the unlock button. What you saw next made you nearly drop your phone. Mina had set her nude as the wallpaper, and when you unlocked the phone, you were met with an eyeful of Mina’s perky tits, and her pussy spread open for your camera, as well as a bright smile from her. When you reached your contacts, you got another shock at the name, and that Mina had sent her nudes to herself.

‘Ding!’ A text.

[From: 'Your Slut 🐧’ - Thank you for cumming down my throat. Next time, it’ll be my pussy and ass.]

What a tease.

NSFW Tag Game!

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Roleplay in the boudoir isn’t strange. Some of your partners even get costumes. Of course, some of those costumes see more use than others. Now you can’t help but get at least a little horny whenever you see someone dressed like that. Who was it that forever changed how you see these ones? How it works:

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Author’s Note: I know it said roleplay, but I wrote half of these as the actual situations. I wanted to explore the situations / further some plot instead of just having a constant roleplay theme.

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Police Officer - Chou Tzuyu

“Maybe if you weren’t so full of hot air, you wouldn’t be exercising your right to silence.” Tzuyu taps at your cheek three times, her obnoxious smirk showing how comfortable she felt being in power over you.

“Mmm, mmph mmmf mmmph!” The tape over your lips ensured you kept your silence. With your hands cuffed to the bed frame, you had your movement limited as well. Tzuyu lowers herself onto your hard shaft, moaning at the stretching of her inner walls. You close your eyes at how tight she was around you shaft

“Other cops, oh, might be nicer. I’m not, oh yes, one of them. I’ll make sure you confess before you can cum.”

As Tzuyu begins to ride your shaft, she stares hard at you.

“Either you confess, or I’ll make sure you’ll never feel that orgasm while I drench you in my love all night, baby. The choice is yours.”

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Doctor/Nurse - Kim Dahyun

“I’m sorry, Sir, but I need to perform a more thorough examination.”

These words would not be out of place if spoken at a proper hospital, by a certified nurse. However, Kim Dahyun was not a certified nurse, and neither were both of you at a hospital. You lay on the bed, already half naked after she had “examined” your body with her lips and hands. Physical evidence of her “examination” lay in plain sight: red marks were left all over your neck.

“What else do you need to check, Doctor?”

“I need to check if you are as robust and strong as others in your age group.” Dahyun runs a hand over your bulge, lightly pressing against your pants with her fingers. “To do that, I need you to remove all necessary clothing.” She pulls up the skirt of her nurse’s dress, revealing to you the creamy expanse of her thighs, and the glistening flesh between her legs. “Then, put your cock into me, and fuck me until you cum. Rest assured, this is all part of the procedure, and will not be deemed unprofessional.”

“Anything you say, Doctor.”

“You may begin undressing. Make sure that you do your best so we can achieve the best results.” As you remove your clothing, Dahyun gives you a wide grin, her cute expression a stark contrast to the sexual tension in the air. “To ensure maximum accuracy, feel free to repeat the necessary steps as many times as you like.” She strips herself of her doctor’s attire, crawling over your body. “I would like to achieve the best results.”

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Maid/Butler - Son Chaeyoung

“How else may I serve you, Master?” Son Chaeyoung rises from her knees, wiping the drool off the side of her lips. Fucking her face was amazing, but you wanted to make sure you finished in your butler’s tight dripping cunt.

“Strip, then get on the bed, my dear.”

You watched as Chaeyoung slipped her blazer off her shoulder, followed by her dress shirt. Her petite body was a work of art. Her nipples stood pert atop the small mounds of her chest. Your gaze wandered over to her abs, the tight muscles causing your cock to twitch. Chaeyoung pushes her pants off her hips, the garment pooling at her legs. She steps out of the cloth before presenting herself. She puts her weight on her knees, her upper body resting on the bed as one hand of hers splays her pussy open. As her juices leak down her fingers, you smile as you line yourself up.

“Slut.”

“Yes, Master. I’m your slut to fuck, Master.”

“Good, my dear. You’ve served me well tonight. I’ll put every load into your womb tonight, just like you love me to. Is that what you want, my dear?”

“Yes, Master.” You can see Chaeyoung’s pussy clench at the thought of you breeding her, more juices running down her hand. “Please breed me, Master, fill me with your cum. Fuck your slut as many times as you want, Master. I aim to serve you with everything I have.” Her voice rises in pitch as she gets more desperate.

“Mm, as you should.” You push into her pussy, two sets of moans resonating around the room. Immediately, you take off, pounding your butler fast and hard.

“Tonight, you won’t walk out of this room until I fuck you silly.”

——————–

Fairytale Character - Park Jihyo

Park Jihyo looked ethereal in her costume. She looked like a Disney princess, her fancy dress fitting her perfectly, her hair and makeup done immaculately. However, none of that mattered anymore, not when you were deep in her pussy, her legs secured around your waist.

“You look so beautiful, baby.” One kiss to her forehead. “I love you so much.” Another kiss to her cheek. “Thank you for your effort.” You nibble on her earlobe, resulting in her moaning deep into your ear as you slowly thrust in her.

“Happy birthday, baby.” Jihyo moans with a particularly deep thrust, her legs tightening around your hips. “I love you so much, oh! Fuck me all you want tonight, oh, yes! I’m your present, baby, fill me with your love.”

With a kiss to her lips, you silence her as you carry on making love to your baby.

——————–

CEO/Suit - Winter / Kim Minjeong

“Mm, if the CEO keeps you around and fucks you this much, she must love you a lot.”

You look up from your desk at the other PA under the CEO of M. T. Enterprises. Kim Minjeong, otherwise known as Winter, gave you a puzzled look, trying to figure out what you had that caught the eye of the CEO. She was dressed in an immaculate black suit that left you hot and bothered every time you glanced at her.

“Come with me. I want to test something.”

—–

Kim Minjeong kneels on the ground, atop two cushions and between your legs. Her blazer is left carelessly on the table in the conference room both of you are in. You sit on a chair facing her, your hard shaft buried between her lips as she gives you the best blowjob you’d ever received in your life. Her tongue snakes around your length as she keeps her cheeks hollowed, applying constant pressure on your shaft.

“Winter, we shouldn’t be doing this.”

Winter lets your shaft go, her hand rising to carry on jerking you. You moan as she grips you tightly, fisting at your sensitive head to bring you closer to the edge. “That’s rich coming from the little boy that’s fucking the boss. I want this, you want this. Let’s have sex. It’s not quantum physics.”

Winter retracts the hand she slipped under her pants while blowing you, licking her juices off her fingers. She undoes her pants, pulling them down to her knees.

“Stand up and fuck me over this table. Fuck me good, or I’ll tell the boss you fucked up somewhere. You know what she’ll do.”

Winter positions herself over the desk, unbuttoning her dress shirt and pulling up her bra to expose her chest. She sways her hips slowly, showing you how wet she is from masturbating while blowing you.

“What’re you waiting for? Fuck me.”

——————–

Devil/Angel - Myoui Mina

Myoui Mina was essentially anything but pure. How you ended up with a celestial being regularly in bed with you was a tough question to answer. Nonetheless, you were regularly indulging in the pleasures of the flesh with an angel. An angel who pretty much was an angel in name only.

“Fuck, harder, faster, fuck me harder!” Mina commands you as you fuck into her pussy. She slams herself down repeatedly on your shaft, impaling herself down to the hilt each time.

“Shit, Mina, your pussy feels so fucking good!”

“Of course it does, dipshit. You’re fucking a literal angel.” Mina scoffs, leaning back to angle your cock to hit her G-spot. Her white wings spread themselves out, her halo bathing her in a heavenly glow as she fucks herself on your cock. You let yourself bask in the sinful sight: an angel, an agent of Heaven, giving in to the allure of physical pleasure. Mina had long ago let herself cut loose from the rules angels abided by, opting to let herself live by her own rules. She ate what she wanted, took what she desired, and fucked who she wanted. It was a miracle how she hadn’t fallen to the Dark.

It did not take long for Mina to close in on her peak. She felt tighter, her walls beginning to squeeze your erection even harder. One of her hands snaked down to her clit, rubbing frantically as she released guttural moans of pleasure. You could feel your own orgasm approaching as well, which Mina knew of.

“Let yourself go. Cum inside me. Fuck your load into this slutty angel. Paint my pussy white, fuck me pure!”

Within seconds, both of you orgasm in union. Spurt after spurt of thick semen erupts from your shaft as you fuck her through your orgasm. You continue pumping your load deep into the recesses of her tight, sinful cunt. Mina shudders, screaming as she orgasms on your cock, a mix of her juices and your thick semen leaking out from the gaps between your connection. Her tight walls milk every last drop of semen out of your balls, and both of you fall exhausted on your bed, spent from the sex both of you enjoyed.

“Mm, you always fuck me this good. Perhaps it might be worth falling from Heaven if I can always get dicked this good here.” Mina laughs as she catches her breath. “See you soon, dipshit.”

Instantly, she disappears, off to Heaven knows where.

——————–

Athlete / Coach - Jung Jinsoul

“Coach, please~. Please let me on the team~ pleaseee~”

“No, Jinsoul. I’m not letting you on.”

“Perhaps we can work towards a compromise.” Jinsoul removes her cap and unties her hair, shaking it out. You stare at her, interested at what she has to offer. Jinsoul says nothing, but her eyes express her lust, slowly pulling up her top to expose those delicious mounds atop her chest, her nipples taut, the flush of arousal washing across her skin.

“Use my body, Coach. I know you stare at me during practice. Fuck me like you want to.” She pushes her awfully tight shorts off her hips, and with a shimmy, it falls off to the floor. A small push backwards lands you on the soft mattress, and Jinsoul mounts you, pulling at your shorts to reveal your hard shaft, sticking in the air at the sight of her bare body.

“Heh, Coach, always knew you were a pervert.” She moves to wrap her lips around your shaft.

“I’ll make sure I’m worth your while.”

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TV Show / Anime Character - NingNing / Ning Yizhuo

“Fuck, you feel so good, NingNing.”

You put slow thrust after slow thrust into Ning Yizhuo’s wet, warm pussy. You loved the effort she put in to dress up, cat ears, leather pants, crop top. While she did not understand why you loved catgirls so much, she’d bothered to try dressing up as the very creature you adored. How could you not repay her effort with your love and show her how much you appreciated it? At first, you leaped at her with an innocent hug that turned into innocent kisses, then not-so-innocent kisses, then… well, to the bedroom.

Love bite after love bite was planted on her neck and shoulders, her soft moans and hisses fueling your desire to show her how much you loved her. In your impatience, you’d managed to get her out of her pants and underwear, but left her top bunched up above her breasts. With each suck on her neck, you thrusted once, hilting each time. Slow and sensual was the play here. NingNing spread her legs wide as you fondled her chest, her moans increasing in volume as you teased a nipple.

“Baby, you feel so good, oh!”

“Likewise, Ning. I love you so much, do you know that?” You kiss her cheek, whispering into her ear, “Let me fill you with my love.”

You begin to increase the intensity of your thrusts, slowly but surely. Within moments, you are giving her forceful thrusts that rock her body as you try to angle yourself to hit the spot she loved. Instinctively, she wraps her arms and legs around you as you rock her world, pushing her to orgasm as you impact her G-spot repeatedly.

“Baby, fuck, I’m can’t take it any more!”

“Cum for me, Ning. I love you.”

With a loud moan, NingNing orgasms around your shaft. It takes only three thrusts before you join her, embracing her body as your cock pulses your cum deep within her. As both of you fall into a cuddle, NingNing looks up at you with an exhausted smile, shifting within your embrace to give you a peck on your nose.

“Now that I know you love me looking like that so much, maybe I should wear this for you more often.” She giggles, and you join her in soft laughter, stroking her hair. You admire how cute she looks with the cat ears still on her head.

“I always love how you look, Ning.” You lean down to kiss her on the lips, and NingNing begins to initiate a fierce makeout session that reignites the fire in you.

“You’re getting hard again.” NingNing smiles coyly. “Round two?”

——————–

Game (ft. TWICE's Nayeon & Mina)

Game (ft. TWICE's Mina & Nayeon)

The game is in its final stages.

Twist. Turn. Slipstream. 

The end, the light at the end of the tunnel, the waves of victory… dashed.

"Fuck yes, I win! I win, I win, I win, I win!" Nayeon throws her Switch onto her bed, squealing loudly while flailing her limbs haphazardly. “Take that, Myoui!”

The blue shell. That little blue piece of shit homed in with killing intent, and with its impact, it shattered dreams, broke hopes, and destroyed spirits. The recipient of said blue shell, or more accurately, the player, sank onto her bed, as if the blue shell were literal, and not pixels on her Switch. Perhaps it would not be wrong to say that disappointment was her literal blue shell.

“Fuck you, Im! I know you cheated, you little shit! Let’s start again!”

"How can someone even cheat on this game—fuck, whatever."

The intensity of the staredown between Myoui Mina and Im Nayeon could have started a fire, with the figurative sparks between their eyes. Fueled by indignation, desperation, and sheer will, Nayeon smirks.

"Fine, Myoui. How about a wager?"

"State your terms, Im."

"Best of three. Loser has to do the winner's bidding."

"You're on. Prepare to be my bitch, Im."

"Heh, like that'd happen, Myoui. Let's go."

The game begins again.

-----

The final countdown.

Seventh. There goes Metal Mario.

Goodbye, Toad. Fifth.

Heh, seeya, Luigi. Third. The end is in sight.

With a determined flick of her thumb, the green shell leaves her possession. Each second ticking on the clock is a second closer towards inevitable doom. Nayeon smirked. Call an ambulance, but not for her.

“NO! FUCK, NO!”

Nayeon laughed as her character’s kart left carnage in her wake. Nothing beat a good old green shell, the tried and true method of dream destruction. Sometimes, you didn’t need anything fancy to beat your rival—a good old turtle was all you needed. The beautiful “1st” popped up on her side of the screen, while “4th” popped up on that of her rival’s. As she slapped her fellow groupmate on the shoulder following her victory, Nayeon fell backward, her bellowing laughter was accompanied by the loud groan courtesy of Mina.

"Oh, Mina~" Nayeon's obnoxious and audible smirk is something Mina wants to slap off her face. "I want you to..." She trails off, stroking her chin with her fingers, feigning indecisiveness as she sits upright to meet Mina’s gaze. The glint of mischief betrays her act.

"I want you to find two men that strike your fancy, and have them fuck the cum out of you. Prove to me that you're not the prude I think you are."

Mina's jaw goes slack. However, it doesn't faze her for long. The glare Mina has across her features is something Nayeon rarely sees.

"Fine, unnie. I'm going to get the best damn sex I'll ever have. Watch me."

---------------

The bar is the first place Mina hits up to finally attempt completion of the challenge. Every location she thinks up to try is immediately shut down when she considers her reputation. For an idol who is firmly in the limelight, there is no place safe enough to request casual sex without any fallout. 

Mina hugs the walls of this bar, the dim lighting allowing for shadows to be casted over her seat. Under her hoodie, cap, and mask, she blends in well with the dark. Mina chuckles at the thought that maybe she could pass off as an assassin somewhere in the world. Maybe back home in Japan, under the yakuza? 

Mina nurses her third cup of orange juice for the night, sipping slowly from the straw. Tonight, not only is she hiding from the paparazzi, she's hiding from herself. 

Half a month had passed since Nayeon issued her challenge. That also meant half a month had passed without Mina making any progress. While Mina knew Nayeon wouldn't hold this over her head, as Nayeon's challenges were usually made in jest, she didn't want to fail. Something irked her in Nayeon's choice of words, in Nayeon's tone. 

"Prove to me that you're not the prude I think you are."

Nayeon sounded like she knew Mina wouldn't do it. Nayeon was underestimating Mina. Mina scoffed. Fine, she'll do it.

Saying is one thing, doing is another. In theory, this was simple. Mina just had to make her move: find two decent guys; bring them home; get dicked down by both of them at the same time, which coincidentally would be her first time. Not only was the task clear, the timing for tonight was nothing short of perfect—Nayeon is out for dinner with her friends. Mina prays for luck, specifically that she'd be lucky enough to bag two men tonight and prove Nayeon wrong.

Tonight, the bar serves multitudes of twenty-somethings. Friday nights were always an excuse for the youths to hang out or party. Mina joined the crowd tonight, but each second passing just felt like a second she shouldn't be spending here. No top idol should be out drinking, let alone by herself, even if it was just juice. Mina cursed her allergy to alcohol—she sure needed the liquid courage right now.

Mina scanned the entire bar for any new patrons. Most of the youths here had been here for longer than she had, or they didn't strike her fancy. She considered calling it a night—either she left, or the bartender would make her, with his annoyed glance and all. Dropping her eyes to her own drink, she hoped no one would catch wind of her identity. A report ending up at the company would certainly spell disaster for her.

As she sips the last of her juice, she lets herself taste one last glimmer of hope. At that moment, her gaze landed on broad shoulders, tight muscles, and… oh, wow, two hot dudes. Subconsciously, her tongue darted out to swipe at her dry lips. 

Two pairs of eyes met. Mina broke contact first, the surprise locking her body in place. Somehow, through the bustle of the bar, she hears one of the two men say "Yo. Empty seats." Another glance confirms her suspicion—the men make their way to her.

When the men take their seats, Mina remains quiet. Both men are handsome, and they intimidate her a little. She lets her eyes roam over their upper body. Broad shoulders, built chest, tight arms. Her mind wanders somewhere relatively mature, conjuring an image of her between both men, each man filling out her holes…

"Pardon my curiosity Miss, but you seem out of place tonight. Is there a reason you're dressed like you're here to shank someone?" 

Mina starts, not expecting any of the men to speak to her. She giggles uneasily, and the same man takes notice of her nerves. "Oh, you don't have to talk if you don't want to. I was just curious, sorry."

"Ah, no. You don't have to apologize. I just felt like it." Mina cringed, internally criticising her given reason. She was out of her comfort zone tonight, and the struggle between completing the challenge and giving up kept her on edge.

"Mmh, I see."

"I don't think I'm staying for much longer."

"Oh, just when we met too, a pity. One drink before you go?"

Mina scanned both men. They seemed decent enough from their demeanor, unlike the stereotypical horny bastards trying to pick up chicks at a bar. The offer was sincere, and she found herself accepting.

-----

Conversation between Mina and both men flowed surprisingly well. Both men were well-educated and polite, which made them so easy to talk to. The conversation had spanned almost an hour before Mina noticed they hadn’t introduced themselves.

“Oh, how rude of me, my name’s Mina.”

“Ah, I’m Minsoo, and my friend here”—he points to the other man—”is Jinhwan. I can’t believe we didn’t introduce ourselves.”

“Yeah! It was such a pleasure talking to you that it slipped my mind!”

The conversation dulled to a pleasant silence as all parties sipped on their drinks. Mina somehow managed to hide her identity throughout, but she knew it was only a matter of time before she would reveal it to the men in front of her. They struck her fancy, and maybe, just maybe, they’d accept. It was all or nothing tonight.

"Say, why're you both here tonight?"

"Well, I needed a quick break from uni work, so I got Jinhwan here to join me. What about you?"

"Well…" Mina trails off, but she commits to her next words. "I came here to find guys to take home."

"What?"

"Yeah, I came here to find two guys to share my bed with tonight. Do you two want in?" Mina looks around, before lowering her mask and taking off her cap. Minsoo's jaw hangs slack on the floor, Jinhwan's eyes bug out.

"You're… you're…" Jinhwan manages to stutter, while Minsoo just freezes. Mina returns her mask and cap to their original positions. No need for the world to know her identity, only her two partners for the night.

"Yep. Now keep it quiet, and I'll make sure we all have a fun night. Come with me, I'll pay." 

---------------

Mina locks the door behind the two men, throwing her mask to the side and removing her cap. All three parties look at each other. Mina notes the vibe both men exude—Minsoo still has yet to pick his jaw up from the ground, and Jinhwan has moulded his features to form a sharp grin. 

The more she thinks about it, the more excited she is for her first time. It thrills her to have her first time be group sex, and to be able to win against her Nayeon-unnie only further motivates her. Her thoughts begin to wander. Maybe tonight she'll be spitroasted. Maybe she'll get it in both holes. When she returns from her daydream, her loins warm to a fiery limit.

"To my room, boys. Let's get started."

The nerves hit when Mina brings both men to her room. She doesn't know how to tell them this is her first time. Jinhwan can sense her uncertainty, and he decides to speak up. "Is everything okay?"

"Oh, um, yeah." Mina trails off, before taking a breath. "This is my first time…"

"Oh, shit. Are you sure you want this? I don't mind just chilling for tonight." Minsoo is ready to back off anytime. After all, there is nothing more important than making sure everyone is on the same page.

"No, I want this." Mina pulls both their hands and places them on her breasts. "Touch me, strip me, then fuck me."

-----

Mina leans back on both men, each laying a hand on her bare breasts, having removed her shirt and bra. Mina alternates between kissing each of them as they fondle her chest. They circle her nipples, occasionally giving them a pinch, tug, or rub. Each action makes Mina emit the most sultry whines, groans, and whimpers. Both men feel their pants tighten, and they stop to remove all their clothing.

When Minsoo and Jinhwan lay their eyes on Mina, both men freeze. Mina is the hottest woman both have ever had the privilege of getting into bed with. Their lustful eyes run up and down her body, from her angelic features to her cute breasts, down to her tight abs, then to her thighs, stained in her slick. At the same time, Mina runs her eyes up and down both men. Minsoo is lean and fit, while Jinhwan looks built. She lets her eyes feast on both men's cocks, and she gasps in fascination. Both men seem big to her, but she also doesn't have any experience anyway.

Mina grabs both cocks with her hand, stroking both men as she looks at them. Minsoo immediately moans, while Jinhwan bites his lip, his eyes narrowing as he speaks. "Shit, Mina, just a little tighter, yes." As Mina strokes, she notes the different reactions of the men. Minsoo softly groans in pleasure while Jinhwan prefers to muffle the sounds he makes. Mina glances at her work on both men, noting that both men's cocks glisten at the head with a white liquid, some of it staining her hands as she strokes both men. The wet sounds of her strokes only darken the blush on her cheeks and stoke the fire burning in her loins.

"Fuck, Mina, your hands feel so good, oh shit." Minsoo groans loudly, his hand moving back to Mina's chest. Jinhwan mirrors his friend's actions, giving Mina's right breast a squeeze, playing with her nipples.

Mina, naturally, is no stranger to porn. After all, being a young hormonal woman, it would be weird to not have discovered porn in the age of the Internet. Hence, now that she has both men like putty in her hands, she decides to try something she's seen.

"Come on, boys, to my bed. I want to taste both of you."

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Minsoo cannot believe your luck. He looks over at Jinhwan, and he can tell Jinhwan feels the same as he does right now—a mixture of awe, lust, and disbelief.

Minsoo's ultimate bias Myoui Mina has his cock in her mouth as she gives him a slow blowjob. Occasionally, she lets his cock out of her warm, wet mouth in order to suck on Jinhwan's cock. 

"Mina, fuck, you're doing so well." Minsoo can't help but praise Mina. Faintly, he wonders how a first-timer can give decent head. Most girls would struggle, but Mina seems to be doing just fine. Mina hums in response, her mouth busy with the cock in her mouth as she strokes Jinhwan's with her free hand.

When Mina swaps over to Jinhwan, Minsoo lets himself feast his eyes upon Mina's side profile. How did they manage to bag Myoui Mina, a beautiful idol with such angelic features? Lust fills his body as he admires Mina filling her mouth with Jinhwan's cock. The sight of Mina trying her best to pleasure both men fills Minsoo with a sense of gratification. For her first time, she performs quite well, and both him and Jinhwan are willing to forgive and guide her through any mistakes she makes anyway.

When Mina meets eyes with Minsoo and Jinhwan, the next words she utters make both men smirk.

“Minsoo-ya, take my pussy. Jinhwan-ah, use my mouth. Spitroast me.”

“Are you sure, Mina?” Jinhwan is taken aback, but he moves to the bed anyway.

“I’m sure. Use me.”

-----

When Minsoo lines his meat up with Mina’s pussy, Jinhwan leans back against the headrest of the bed, shifting against the cushion. Mina is literally dripping, and Minsoo can’t resist running a finger along her slit, collecting the fluids she produces on your finger. Mina moans at the touch, taking the chance to wrap her lips around Jinhwan. Before Minsoo proceeds, he admires the glory of the sight in front of him—Mina on her hands and knees, bent over, while she takes another man in her mouth.

Slowly, Minsoo parts her nether lips with his tip, inching slowly into Mina. He listens carefully for any voicing of discomfort or pain, but there is none. Instead, Mina moans on his entrance, resting her head on Jinhwan’s thighs. Minsoo slides in unobstructed, and when he hilts, he releases a breath. Mina’s pussy feels divine, and he has to fight not to blow his load into her at that moment, instead choosing to hyperfixate on Jinhwan's slow strokes of Mina’s bobbing head as a distraction.

“You can move now, Minsoo.”

Minsoo pulls back, then reinserts himself. Mina busies herself with Jinhwan. With each slow thrust into her, audible muted moans escape Mina’s full mouth. Minsoo groans with each insertion, and Jinhwan hisses when Mina takes him balls-deep. The room fills with a mixture of the sounds of pleasure and the wet sounds of sex. Each thrust Minsol sends into Mina mirrors her taking Jinhwan’s length into her mouth, though she sometimes licks along the length, or gives the head a few laps of her tongue. 

“Shit, Mina, your mouth, gosh.” Jinhwan has one hand on Mina’s head, his own head leaning back as he breathes heavily. Mina smiles, giving Jinhwan a sultry look. “Thank you, Jinhwan.” With her confidence boosted by the reaction of both men, she ups the ante with renewed focus. Jinhwan stops resisting his moans, and Minsoo takes it as a sign to thrust harder into Mina.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, Minsoo, shit!” Mina pauses her blowjob to moan out loud. “Fuck me harder, fuck, harder!” Minsoo ramps up his thrusts, and Mina’s moans around Jinhwan. Minsoo forces himself to open his eyes that he didn’t even know he closed. The sensations of Mina’s tight, wet, warm cavern gripping his shaft overload his senses. Mina’s body rocks with each thrust, and dimly, he notices Mina fondling her own chest as she blows Jinhwan.

It doesn’t take long for all three parties to barrel close to orgasm. The tightening of Mina’s pussy around Minsoo's shaft displays how close she is, and with each thrust, Minsoo gets closer to the edge. Each bob of Mina’s head has Jinhwan struggling to hold on. Somewhere along the line, he has been thrusting into Mina’s mouth, and Minsoo knows it is just as pleasurable for him.

“Oh, fuck!” All three whip their heads to the door, eyes boggling. Mina’s groupmate Im Nayeon leans against the doorframe, her body spasming as her slick leaks between her fingers, down her thighs, pooling at her feet. Her other hand covers her mouth, her stare of horror a juxtaposition to what her body is going through. 

Nayeon is barely dressed. The only thing she has on her body is a pink and white striped T-shirt, pulled up and bunched above her chest. Behind her, a pile of clothing lies on the floor, with what looks like jeans, a pink bra, and matching panties.

Nayeon falls to the ground, her knees buckling as she carries on orgasming. The sight makes all three over the edge, since both men are unable to stop your thrusts. 

Minsoo's balls tighten, and he lets himself fall to the clutches of his orgasm. Pulse after pulse, rope after rope of his semen fires deep into Mina’s walls with each thrust. These same walls squeeze his shaft tightly, Mina’s orgasm following after, her body freezing as she struggles to support herself. At the same time, Jinhwan falls over the edge, his cock spurting shot after shot of cum onto Mina’s face, and all over her sheets, as well as his thighs. 

Four tired bodies slump onto whatever surface is found. Both Minsoo and Jinhwan still remain hard after their respective orgasms, the sight of Nayeon squirting fueling their lust once more. Mina swipes the cum off her face, depositing it into her mouth for a taste. She smiles at the sweet taste before lapping up whatever is on Jinhwan’s thighs, then swirling her tongue over the tip of his cock. Before she can swallow, Nayeon zooms in from beside Minsoo, and in an instant, her lips are on Mina’s. Nayeon’s tongue pries open Mina’s lips, and the moment Mina gives Nayeon access, they exchange Jinhwan’s cum in between kisses. Mina’s shock is evident, but she reacts fast, adapting to Nayeon’s relentless assault. Both girls break their kiss, flushed faces and heavy breaths the soundtrack to their intense stare into each other’s eyes.

When Minsoo withdraws from the sheath wrapping his meat with a wet ‘Plop’, cum leaks out of Mina’s freshly fucked hole. Nayeon’s eyes track it, and instantly, her mouth is on Mina, her tongue lapping at the mess. When Nayeon’s mouth wraps around Mina’s vulva, Mina moans deeply at the suction of Nayeon’s mouth. 

Minsoo and Jinhwan watch, mouth gaped, as Nayeon eats Mina out. Nayeon certainly seems skilled, if Mina's reaction is anything to go by. Nayeon repeatedly peppers licks to Mina's pussy, and Mina moans, grasping at the bedsheets and Nayeon's hair in pleasure. Nayeon circles Mina's clit, her tongue snaking deep into Mina to taste more of both Minsoo and her. 

"Unnie, fuck, if you keep doing that, oh shit, shit, I might cum, oh!"

"Minari, cum for unnie. Cum on your unnie's face, I don't mind."

With Nayeon's explicit permission, Mina orgasms. Her body bucks as she grasps wildly at the sheets, deep moans emitting from her throat as she achieves her release. Nayeon keeps her mouth on Mina's pussy, lapping at her release as her fingers never stop stimulating Mina's clit. When Mina calms, Nayeon stands from her kneeling position, smiling at her work.

The erotic display has Minsoo and Jinhwan raring to go once more. Nayeon gives both men a sultry look, and she spreads her arms open after pulling her shirt off. She smiles widely, revealing her cute bunny teeth.

"Fuck both my holes, boys. Fill me with your cum."

No more words needed to be said. Immediately, Minsoo takes position on the bed, and Nayeon straddles him, reaching across his shoulder to pull a drawer open. In her hand is a bottle of lube, and she hands it to Minsoo. "You get my ass. Lube yourself up, then fuck me."

Minsoo lathers a generous amount of lube on your cock. Nayeon keeps herself and Jinhwan busy with a short blowjob, and when Minsoo is ready, Nayeon spreads her asscheeks open. The view is glorious, with Nayeon’s bare back exposed—a feast for Minsoo's eyes. He admires her back, letting his eyes roam the magnificent expanse of skin. Minsoo extends his thanks to whatever powers that be for allowing him the privilege of bedding two idols he held in the highest regard. Furthermore, with Nayeon spreading her plentiful ass for him, there is nowhere else he wants to be in the world other than the present.

Minsoo's tip pokes at Nayeon's rear entrance, and with a slow thrust, he enters the warm tunnel of Nayeon's rear. Nayeon gasps as inch after inch of Minsoo's thick shaft enters her asshole, and she releases a long moan when it finally hilts in her. In front of her, Jinhwan prepares to enter Nayeon's pussy, and with Nayeon's nod, he pushes himself into Nayeon. 

Nothing can describe how full Nayeon feels, and similarly, how both Minsoo and Jinhwan feel with Nayeon's tight tunnels wrapped around both of their cocks. Jinhwan is the first to move, giving Nayeon a slow thrust. Minsoo follows immediately, slowly finding a rhythm. When Jinhwan enters, he exits, and vice versa.

"Oh my God, fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes…" With each entry and exit into Nayeon's holes, Nayeon releases a string of words mashed together in a haze of pleasure. The repeated pulsing and clenching of Nayeon's holes with each entry and exit tests the limits of all the three parties involved in this current tryst. 

Nayeon is reduced to nothing but a weak mess of flesh as she falls backwards onto Minsoo's chest. Her eyes glaze over, jaw slack. A thin line of saliva runs down her cheeks. The pleasure of being filled in both holes overwhelms every sense she has, and the only action she can muster the mental strength to is to babble incoherently as both you and Jinhwan start to pound into her.

"Fuck, yes, ohmygod, use me, pound me, fuck me hard, ohmygod, ohmygod, fuck my ass and pussy, fill my holes with your cum!" Nayeon's begging is punctuated with exquisite moans. Minsoo marvels at how the face of TWICE, the centrepiece of what is widely considered the successor of the Nation's Girl Group title, has now been reduced to nothing but a needy, wanton woman, begging to be used, pounded, filled, and fucked out of her wits. Nayeon is a far cry away from what a prim and proper idol should be.

The feeling of Jinhwan's shaft pistoning into Nayeon, sliding against the underside of Minsoo's is perfect. Nayeon's ass clenches repeatedly, painfully squeezing his shaft each time he hilts, but you wouldn't trade this feeling for anything in the world. Right now, Nayeon is nothing but a tool, and her holes are nothing but means to achieve orgasm. From Nayeon's reaction to the pounding she receives, as well as her begging, it is evident she is getting off on being used as a toy.

Movement catches Minsoo's eye, to his right. Mina pulls Nayeon up from the chest she lies on, and she swings a leg over the head underneath her. The sight of Nayeon’s back is now obstructed by Mina’s bare crotch, and she runs her arms under Nayeon’s, reaching to tug on her nipples. 

“Minsoo-ya, eat my ass while we make unnie cum together.” 

On Mina’s explicit command, Minsoo tongues her rear entrance, which leads Mina to moan sultrily. When he slowly works his tongue deeper and deeper into her hole, Mina’s moans only get louder and hotter, her breaths shallow and rapid. Mina clearly loved her ass being eaten. Who knew the virgin actually had quite a few kinks?

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'mgonnacumI'mgonnacum!" Nayeon screams as her orgasm hits her. Jinhwan is pushed out of her pussy as she bucks wildly and gushes, drenching Jinhwan. Stream after stream sprays onto Jinhwan's cock, thighs, legs, and the sheets beneath him. As for Minsoo, her ass gets impossibly tighter, and with that painful yet pleasurable squeeze, Minsoo lets himself go, pounding Nayeon through her orgasm. The pleasure of his second orgasm of the night ripples through his veins. Thick creamy semen erupts from his shaft deep into Nayeon's waiting asshole, filling her just the way she likes it. Nayeon moans with each warm shot into her ass, and when she sufficiently calms down from her own orgasm, she beckons Jinhwan with her finger.

"Now, my pussy. Fill it."

Jinhwan needed no second call. In one hard thrust, he pounds into Nayeon, hilting each time, rockinv Nayeon's body. Nayeon groans, rolling her eyes back at the force, and Jinhwan fires shot after shot of his semen deep into Nayeon. Nayeon orgasms again, this time not as violent, but she shudders and groans gutturally as her slick tunnel gets painted white with Jinhwan's seed. 

When both men withdraw from Nayeon, Mina immediately tackles her, forcing her on her elbows and knees. Mina starts lapping at the mess both men made in Nayeon. When her mouth wraps around Nayeon's asshole, one hand of hers rubs on her own clit. Within moments, Mina orgasms hard while eating the cum flowing out of Nayeon's ass. Both of Nayeon's holes get equal attention, and Nayeon is nothing but a squirming mess under Mina's assault. Even when Mina orgasms hard, she never stops eating both Nayeon's ass and pussy. 

"Mina-ya, I'm gonna—!"

Nayeon drenches Mina's face when she cums. Mina attempts to drink all of Nayeon in, the excess flowing down her chin and to the bedsheets below. Both Minsoo and Jinhwan take time to rest on the side, but with such a sinful display, both soon are stroking their cocks, ready for another round. When Mina finishes with her "meal", she moves away from Nayeon, looking at both men intensely. 

"Fuck me just like you fucked her. Use me like you used her. I want to be just as full as she was."

Both of you needed nothing more. Jinhwan takes position at Mina's pussy, and you lube yourself up again for Mina's ass. Mina's anticipation is evident in her eyes, the shy introverted beauty transformed into someone who embodied the sin of Lust. 

"Fuck me."

Both men push into Mina at the same time. Three loud moans sound around the room once more, and instantly, Minsoo and Jinhwan take off in the same rhythm that Nayeon was fucked with earlier. Mina screams, the pleasure overloading her senses as well. 

Mina's ass is just as tight as her pussy was, and Minsoo wonders how she managed to take his cock so easily for a first timer. That thought is immediately stamped out. Who cares how she can take it?

"Yes, use me like that. Make me cum just like Nayeon-unnie did. Paint me white!"

Both Minsoo and Jinhwan double their efforts to thrust harder into Mina. Just a short time ago, this same woman was shy, uncertain, and a virgin. Now, she was anything but those three qualities, clearly demanding and in control of her sexuality. The transformation was uncanny. For her first time, not only did she get spitroasted, she indulged in many facets of group sex—being eaten out, and now, by her own demand, double penetrated.

It does not take long for Mina to orgasm. The clenching of both her holes, as well as her body going rigid as she drags out a loud moan is all the evidence needed to know that she hit her peak. Minsoo and Jinhwan carry on thrusting through her orgasm, and Mina does not oppose. Instead, both men lead her to the orgasm she desired, as per her earlier demands.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum again, I'm gonna cum again!" 

Jinhwan once again gets pushed out of another pussy as Mina falls onto Minsoo's chest, squirting hard. Minsoo rubs her clit as she cums, causing her juices to spray all over Jinhwan. Her hips buck repeatedly as he pounds her through this orgasm, and when Jinhwan re-enters Mina, both men focus on the same goal: to achieve release.

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh only get more frequent and louder as both men reach the edge. Without any inhibitions left, Minsoo and Jinhwan use Mina's holes to fuck themselves to orgasm. Minsoo's third and final load of the night fires deep into Mina's ass, while Jinhwan unloads deep into Mina's waiting pussy. Mina moans as shots after shots of semen fill both her holes, and all three people collapse in a tangle of bodies alongside Nayeon's. 

The night passes.

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The morning comes. 

Minsoo wakes to something warm being wrapped around his body, a weight shifting across his chest. His eyes snap open, the light from the nearby window blinding him as his blurry sight focuses on black hair obstructing his vision. The hair shifts, and Nayeon's face appears right in front of his. Nayeon grins adorably, before Minsoo feels her hand grab on his stiff morning wood. She directs it to rub along her slit, drenching the tip in her wetness.

"Good morning, oh fuck!"

Nayeon sinks herself on Minsoo's cock, her pussy catching his morning wood in a vice-like grip. As she begins to ride it, she grins. "You didn't get to fuck my pussy last night. I wanted to try your cock."

Another moan cuts into your shock. Beside you, Jinhwan is thrusting up into Mina's ass. Mina fucks herself on Jinhwan's cock while she fingers herself, her guttural moans breaking the peace and quiet of the morning. 

"Fuck, Jinhwan, your cock feels so good in my ass, oh fuck, shit, shit, shit!" Mina fucks herself harder, before calling for Nayeon, who fucks herself just as hard on Minsoo's cock.

"Let's switch positions, unnie. I want to kiss you as we get fucked."

Both Nayeon and Mina get onto the bed on all fours, before beckoning their partners to resume fucking them. Sleep is now the last thing on the boys' minds as they re-enter their partners. When Jinhwan enters Mina's ass, he takes off, thrusting in Mina's ass slowly, but forcefully. You follow his rhythm with Nayeon. 

Nayeon draws her lips to Mina's, and they begin to make out under the influence of lust. Nayeon's tongue duels with Mina's as they deeply kiss each other, the wet slurping sounds only adding to the cacophony of sinful sounds early in the morning. Both Minsoo and Jinhwan pound their respective partners as they make out, the erotic display only serving to arouse both of you further. 

Mina breaks the kiss first, and she turns to Jinhwan. "I'm close, Jinhwan, just like that, yes, yes, yes!" Her moans only get louder before Jinhwan hilts a final time as she moans, both parties hitting their peak together. The sight of the couple orgasming sends Nayeon to her own, and Minsoo follows soon after, painting Nayeon's pussy white with his load.

All four collapse on the bed, taking a well needed rest after the hedonistic activities of the night prior, and the morning. It is Mina who speaks first after regaining her breath.

"Group shower?"

-----

When Mina and Nayeon send both Minsoo and Jinhwan off, they shove individual notes into your pockets. Nayeon grins.

"Call us again if you want a good fuck. I'd love to ride both your cocks again."

Aeong (ft. LOONA’s Hyunjin)

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Warning: Catgirl!Hyunjin

For @mintwithchoco, have fun Mint! I couldn’t get the idea out of my head this morning.

Super unedited!

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“Oh, fuck~”

Hyunjin sinks two fingers into the depth of her wet cunt, angling them towards her G-spot. Her palm rubs against her clit, each point of contact eliciting a loud ‘Aeong~’ from deep within her chest.

Hyunjin blushes thinking of her Master. Her dream in the morning just before she woke involved her Master pulling her to rest against his chest while his hands roamed her naked body. His calloused palms kneaded her sensitive chest, before one hand moved to finger her the same way she was fingering herself now. However, right before she could achieve release, Hyunjin jerked awake, her body warm, heart pounding, nipples tenting the pajamas she wore, and a dull ache pulsing between her legs.

Naturally, it did not take long for her to undress, leaving her only in her unbuttoned pajama blouse. Now, she rests her weight on her knees and elbows, her ears atop her head leaning forward, tail straight up in the air. Hyunjin moans with each thrust of her fingers, one of her hands moving to cup a breast, attempting to recreate the same sensations she experienced in her dream.

“Oh Master, touch me more Master, ah~”

Hyunjin imagines her Master’s hands deep inside her, his gruff voice whispering praises into her ear.

“My naughty kitten, so wet and hot for me. So early in the morning and you’re already dripping from just my fingers.”

Hyunjin moans loudly, inserting a third finger into herself. She feels particularly needy this morning. Deep down, she hopes that maybe, just maybe, her Master might hear her and catch her touching herself for him. Maybe he’ll dick her down like the naughty kitty she is.

Hyunjin wills her tail down to her cunt as she withdraws her wet fingers from within, moving them to stimulate her clit. She thanks her maker for giving her a soft fluffy tail, wetting it in her juices. Her tail swishes to tease her asshole as she reinserts her fingers. Slick runs down her fingers and thighs as she imagines how naughty she looks.

“Mm, kitten. You wish my cock was inside you right now, don’t you? I know you’re thinking about my cock pounding your pussy. Don’t be shy, I want to hear you.”

“Master, fuck, I want your cock, Master. I want to feel your cock deep inside my pussy, oh~”

Hyunjin pants with each thrust of her fingers, occasionally releasing an 'Aeong’. Her thrusts slowly increase in speed and power as she imagines her Master’s cock inside her, while her tail acts as a substitute for her Master’s fingers teasing her asshole.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, your cock feels so good Master, please don’t stop, harder, oh God, harder!”

Hyunjin squeezes her nipple with her free hand, pushing her closer and closer to her orgasm.

“Shit, Master, I’m so close, fuck, fuck, fuck, Master, Master, Master, Master, oh, Master!”

Hyunjin’s body convulses as her orgasm hits her. Her eyes roll back into her head as she babbles incoherently, the waves of pleasure too much for her senses. Her hips buck as she gushes, her juices flowing out in small streams between her fingers as she furiously rubs her clit, prolonging her orgasm. Slick runs down her thighs and her hand, drenching the sheets below her. Some of the streams between her fingers fire a short distance away, contributing to the mess she makes on her own bed.

“Oh my, kitten.”

The sound of her Master’s voice rings behind her, and Hyunjin falls in shock, panting from her exertions. Her ears shoot straight up, her tail rigid.

“M-Master!”

“I heard you begging for me, kitty. If you wanted to be fucked, all you had to do was ask.”

“I’m sorry, Master—”

“No need to be sorry, kitty.” Her Master strokes her head, rubbing at her cat ears. Hyunjin leans into his touch, purring in content.

“Now, you’ve made me so horny, and I want you to fix it. Get on all fours.”

“Yes Master.” .

Hyunjin hears her Master unbuckle his belt, and then his pants dropping. Her tail swishes in anticipation of the fucking she craves.

“You’ve made Master so hard, kitten.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Get ready, my beautiful Aeongie, you won’t be leaving until I fuck three more orgasms out of you.”

Congratulations (ft. LOONA’s Heejin)

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For @nsfwtwicecatcher, who requested a Heejin facial.

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“Heejin, we shouldn’t be doing this!”

“I don’t care. You did great, and I want to reward you.”

Jeon Heejin tugs your pants down before she rips her own shirt open, baring her chest to you. Her tie hangs loosely on her neck. She wears nothing underneath, and her bottom half is in a similar state of dress, the clothing that formerly covered her body strewn all over her office. She pushes you against the chair you sit on, crashing her lips against yours in a frantic kiss as she plants herself on your lap.

This was not your first tryst with your manager, and it would not be your last. However, the fact that Heejin had pulled you into her office during a company party, where all the bigwigs were present, no less, for a quick fuck, was the shocker.

“Fuck me. Make it hard and quick, then finish on my face. I want you to cover me in your cum.”

Heejin grabs your cock, rubbing her pussy along the length, wetting your cock. She sinks herself onto your cock, impaling herself repeatedly on your shaft once she hilts. The clap of her ass meeting your thighs is accompanied by her deep moans as she takes you to the hilt, and you give in to her request. Soon, you match the power she uses to impale herself for your thrusts, and both of you moan loudly. You fuck her hard, ignoring whatever sounds you make.

Heejin’s slick walls squeeze you tightly, the warm tunnels of her cunt wrapping your cock to produce the most pleasure you’d ever felt. Maybe it was the risk, maybe it was Heejin’s pure lust and confidence, maybe it was how you were commanded. Both of you and Heejin were no stranger to this position, but this time, every sensation, every sound, from the wet sounds of sex to Heejin’s deep moans, only multiplied the pleasure hundredfold. The CEO of the company could have walked in on both of you fucking each other and both of you would have ignored him and carried on fucking.

“Shit, shit, shit, I’m gonna, I’m gonna, FUCK!”

“I’m gonna cum too, soon!”

Heejin growls as her walls start to flutter, then tighten painfully around your cock. You almost blow your load into her, but you somehow manage to hold on. You hastily pull out of her, spilling a significant amount of Heejin’s slick onto the floor of her office. In an instant, you stroke yourself violently, closer and closer to your orgasm.

Heejin’s head falls back, her mouth gaped, eyes squeezed shut as wave after wave of peak physical pleasure washes over her. Somehow, she still has the mind to kneel for you.

One, two, three, and you release. Sparks of white explode across your sight, and you violently explode all over Heejin. Rope after rope of thick semen fires all over Heejin as she takes every shot raining on her. Three shots land straight across her face, two land on her bare chest and torso, three land across her thighs, and Heejin wraps her lips around your sensitive tip for the last two shots into her waiting mouth.

Your knees buckle and you land on the ground, opening your exhausted eyes to see your masterpiece. Jeon Heejin is a mess, cum all over her face, hair, body, thighs. Her shirt is not spared as well—some of the semen on her body stains her shirt.

Heejin smiles at you, ignoring how filthy and slutty she looks.

“Congratulations on your Daesang.”

Under The Sky (ft. LOONA’s Jinsoul)

————— For @asmodeussoularium​ and @mintwithchoco​, the Jinsoul stans in this community Warning: one piss scene! —————

“We’re here, we’re really here!”

Your wife Jinsoul is two times as excited as you are. Next to you, she vibrates with energy, zooming past you to open the door to your getaway home for the next four days.

Both of you pull your baggage into the house, gasping at the rustic feel within. It felt as if you’d stepped back in time. Jinsoul’s happiness shines brightly, and you are content to stand and bask in her glory.

“Come on! Let’s bring the stuff to the bedroom!” Jinsoul pulls her luggage up the stairs, barreling down the hallway with you in tow. Your wife of three days remained as bright and sunny as she was when both of you began dating, and you adore her to bits. Her excitement fuels yours, and you rush to join her. This was going to be the best honeymoon ever!

Jinsoul doesn’t even bother unpacking. When you wheel your luggage in, she immediately tackles you onto the bed, lust glinting across her doe eyes as she straddles you.

“How about we christen the house?”

“What do you have in mind?” You smirk, resting your hands on Jinsoul’s hips.

“I want to fuck you. Here, now.” No other words were needed. The real honeymoon begins now.

Jinsoul crashes her lips to yours as both of you make out frantically. There was no time for any slow burn towards sex—Jinsoul wanted a good fucking, and you weren’t about to deny your wife.

Within moments, Jinsoul’s dress is on the ground, her bra flung to some corner in the room. You are entirely naked, while Jinsoul’s panties are pushed aside, your tip teasing her entrance.

“Don’t tease me anymore. Put it in, and fuck me until I cum.”

Instantly, you thrust into her hard, hilting immediately. Jinsoul’s loud moans only fuel your lust as you begin to wreck her pussy with hard thrusts. Her legs wrap around your waist as you pound into her, her nails pushing deeply into your back. Every thrust of yours makes Jinsoul groan, and you strive to make her cum as soon as possible. As you pound her, you sneak a finger in to stimulate her clit, which only turns her volume up.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum!”

“Shit!”

Jinsoul cums hard. Her pussy constricts around your pistoning shaft, and she screams as she squirts, her juices drenching both your crotches and the bedsheets below.

Your orgasm follows hers immediately. Your body tenses. Pulse after pulse of semen fills Jinsoul’s tight pussy, and you collapse after you empty your balls into Jinsoul.

When you withdraw from Jinsoul, a trail of pearly white cum leaks out of her cunt, as well as some of her slick. Both of you lie on the bed, panting after the exertion of a good fuck.

“Shower with me.” Jinsoul rolls over to you, smiling as she leans over you. “I want you to fuck me while we shower.”

—–

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Somehow, you had the stamina for a second round. Jinsoul holds on to the towel rack for support as you lift one of her legs in the air, your shaft repeatedly thrusting in and out of Jinsoul. Both of you barely even turn the water on before Jinsoul pins you to the wall, stroking you to full mast for a second fuck.

You share torrid kisses with Jinsoul as she showcases her flexibility, supporting herself on one leg while twisting back as she kisses you while being fucked.

“Mmmph, mmmph, mmmph~” is the only sound she makes, aside from the slurping of tongues and the wet claps of your crotch meeting hers. The pleasure both of you receive from the fucking soon tips both of you over your breaking points, and you fill Jinsoul for the second time as she orgasms.

—–

Dinner is a relatively normal affair, but Jinsoul insists on a “post-dinner workout”, which you soon learn involves your cock deep in her pussy as she bends over the kitchen table. You grab her hair into a loose ponytail, gripping it tightly as you pound your wife senseless. She is barely undressed—her shirt is pulled up enough to expose her chest, and her panties hang around her thighs.

“Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming!”

Jinsoul squirts around your cock, drenching her panties as you fuck her through her orgasm. Her juices run down her thighs as her hips buck wildly while she screams. Three more hard thrusts into her pushes you to deposit your third load of the day into her.

—–

“Your cock feels so good, oh, oh, fuck, fuck!”

Jinsoul all but demands to ride you before bed, after a change of sheets. Naturally, you oblige—why would you deny a chance for your hot wife to ride your cock? Jinsoul impales herself repeatedly on your shaft, and you warn her of your impending orgasm.

“Jinsoul, I’m not gonna hold on much longer.”

The lust in Jinsoul’s reply tells you she knows exactly what she’s doing. With an evil grin, she leans to your ear, whispering, “It’s okay, baby. Cum for me. Fill my pussy.” She lets a second pass, before whispering the hottest phrase you’ve heard in your life.

“Put a baby in me.”

With a burst of aggression, you grab Jinsoul and flip her over, pounding deep into her with hard thrusts. Jinsoul shrieks in surprise, before they turn to deep guttural moans. You pound her through the burn in your core, the aching muscles of your body willing you to take a break. The only sensation you take note of is the pleasure of Jinsoul’s pussy, and the loud scream that rings next to your ear.

Jinsoul convulses, her pussy so tight it pushes you out of her. Her body rocks hard as violent stream after violent stream of squirt drenches both of you and the bed. Without waiting, you immediately reinsert yourself into Jinsoul, pounding her squirting pussy until you empty your last load of the day into her pussy. Your cock fires rope after rope after rope of thick white cum deep into Jinsoul, who takes it all as she lies exhausted.

It takes all your willpower to fix up hot water for your beautiful, fucked-out wife. Both of you collapse in exhaustion for the night.

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Most of the next day is spent resting and relaxing. The activities of the day prior leave both of you aching, but both of you giggle at the hedonistic activities of yesterday.

It does not surprise you that Jinsoul somehow has the energy to want to fuck once more. Both of you shower together again, and naturally, neither of you really shower—you have Jinsoul against the wall as her legs wrap around you. Wet claps from your crotch against hers, Jinsoul’s loud moans, your animalistic grunts. It is almost akin to the night before.

The night ends the same way—you fill Jinsoul with a huge load before collapsing with her post shower.

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Clap, clap, clap, clap

Jinsoul’s knees buckle, your cock slipping out of her as she cums hard, her slick running down her thighs and calves.

Jinsoul barely allows you to finish breakfast before jumping you for sex. You sit her down on the countertop in the kitchen after she soaks both you and her in slick, then continue pounding her, chasing your own peak. Hot breaths mix as you and Jinsoul pant with exertion and pleasure. At this angle, you manage to hit Jinsoul’s G-spot repeatedly, driving her wild as she moans unintelligibly, her fingernails leaving deep red marks where she grips on your shoulders and her toes curled tightly behind you. One free hand frantically rubs her clit when you move to suck on her nipple, your other hand pinching and pulling the other. Your thrusts never cease in power and frequency.

The past three days have been spent doing nothing but eating, sleeping, and fucking. Jinsoul has squirted over a fair share of the house, but she demands more sex, which you can’t deny. Your wife is the hottest woman in the world, and you would do anything in the world to make her the happiest as well, even if it means fucking her as many times as she wanted a day.

“I’m cumming~!”

If Jinsoul’s body was the earth, her orgasm is akin to an earthquake. Her body quakes as she loses control, and her waterworks malfunction. As your first load of this day is fucked deep into Jinsoul, she drenches the countertop and the floor of the kitchen, her juices flowing over the edge of the counter and running down the drawers. You pull her orgasming body flush into your embrace, letting both your mutual peaks wash over each other.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so fucking hot.”

“Of course.” Jinsoul kisses your forehead, arranging your sweat-matted hair as neatly as she can. “Now, take me to the couch, and fuck me on it until you fill my pussy again.”

—–

Both of you take a break for lunch. Jinsoul manages to control her urges long enough to make food and have a meal with you. With your energy replenished, Jinsoul jumps you on the dining chair.

“I want more of you. Pound me, breed me, make me cum.”

—–

In the shower, Jinsoul moans gutturally as you pin her to the sink. You have her arms behind in a knot, and you fuck her with reckless abandon. Jinsoul somehow looks so much hotter in the afternoon sun, and when she pulls you for a bath, you ensure she doesn’t make it anywhere near the shower.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Your beautiful wife screams as she squirts violently, forcefully ejecting you from her. A long continuous stream of liquid fires out of her, soaking her legs, the doors to the cabinets below, and forming a large puddle on the floor. Your grip on the towel around her wrists never loosens, keeping her upright. The stream of liquid between her legs keeps flowing, and Jinsoul falls against the counter, panting.

“Did you just pee?”

“Fuck, I think I did.”

“Oh my god, you—”

“I’m so sorry, babe!”

“No, don’t be, that might have been the hottest thing I’ve seen.”

“Don’t say that!” Jinsoul is embarrassed, trying to hide her eyes from you. “This is all your fault! I said I needed to use the toilet!”

“You looked so hot in the afternoon glow, babe.” You slowly reinsert yourself into Jinsoul’s body. “I needed to fuck you, oh shit…”

As you ramp up your thrusts, Jinsoul rubs her chest against the marble of the countertop, seeking more stimulation. Immediately, you feel your impending release, and you lean to whisper in her ear the following words:

“Piss yourself again for me, babe.”

Jinsoul cums again as you fire rope after rope of semen down her wet, tight cavern. This has to be the eleventh or twelfth time you’ve filled Jinsoul, and you have yet to tire of the feeling of emptying your balls into her. Almost three days have passed with you just having sex with your wife, and both of you somehow aren’t tired of it. Somehow, both your inner demons have come out for the entire duration of this honeymoon, and all both of you crave for is each other.

—–

After dinner, Jinsoul leads you to the couch. Both of you are clothed in pajamas, originally intending for a good rest after all the sex earlier in the day. However, you half-expect the ever-insatiable Jinsoul to try something, and you’re proven right. Your beloved is on her knees over the couch, a towel under her, with her pants down to her thighs, her pajama blouse unbuttoned to expose her bare torso. In her hands, she pushes a bottle of lube to you.

“I want you up my ass. We’re not going to bed until you fuck all of my holes.”

Who were you to reject that desire?

—————-

The final day of your honeymoon arrives. Magically, your morning is relatively peaceful (you even get dressed), but you know something is up, with how Jinsoul stares at you with barely repressed lust and mischief in her eyes.

“What’re you up to?”

“Nothing, honey.”

With no evidence to suggest the contrary to the morning possibly changing, you proceed to have breakfast with your wife, who disappears after breakfast, leaving you to do the dishes. You grumble half-heartedly, but soon enough, you hear your wife call you upstairs.

“Coming, honey,” you reply. Up the stairs, down the hallway, to the bedroom..

Wow.

Your wife stands on the balcony, naked under the warm morning sun and cool mountain breeze. Her hair sways with the breeze, and you feel your pants get tighter at the sight of Jinsoul’s perky tits and creamy thighs exposed to you under the light of the sun.

“Hey, wifey.” You join her on the balcony, and she moves to you, wrapping her arms around your neck, joining foreheads with you.

“Today’s the last day, honey. How about one last fuck?”

“Hell yes.”

You join lips with Jinsoul, this time slow and passionate. Somehow, you know that even though the sex this time will still be as wild as the past sessions over the past three days, Jinsoul wanted to take it a little slower. You wrap your arms around Jinsoul’s waist, running a hand up and down her back, feeling the ridges of her spine, the smooth skin of her back, and the curve of her “wings”. Jinsoul squeezes your shoulder, running a hand to the collar of your shirt.

“Join me.”

Jinsoul unbuttons each button on your shirt, kissing you in between each movement of her fingers. She pushes the shirt off your shoulders, and when the shirt falls, she works your belt and pants off. You help her with undressing you.

“Honey, do you wanna use the bed?”

“Nope. Do me here and now under the sun, in the open.”

Jinsoul pulls you to the edge of the balcony, and she leans on it, spreading her legs open, waving her ass in a figure-eight. Her thighs glisten, and a droplet of her arousal falls to the wood of the balcony.

“What’re you waiting for? Fuck me, make me scream, let the world know how much I love your cock.”

Two steps. One hand grips Jinsoul’s hip, the other lines your shaft up with Jinsoul’s dripping pussy. You swipe a few times to wet your cock, and then you slide in, inch by inch until the hilt. Jinsoul releases a loud moan, which you join. Her slick velvety walls hug your shaft tightly, and you relish in the pleasure of being inside your wife once more.

“Fuck, honey, you feel so good around me like that.”

“And I feel so good being this full. Fuck me.”

You begin to thrust from tip to hilt slowly. Jinsoul is exceptionally tight and wet, even wetter than the past few days. Her voice has taken on a rasp that catches your notice, and her moans deeper than before. Was this an unexplored public kink?

“Shit, so good… Faster, honey.”

You ramp up your thrusts until each thrust begins to rock her body. Her asscheeks ripple with each thrust, and Jinsoul has the railings with an iron grip, her knuckles white. Every unfiltered moan released in the air fuels your lust, and the clap of your pelvises meeting provides an unfitting soundtrack for a peaceful morning. Neither of you care about what sinful sounds you make—the only thing that matters is the pleasure you derive from sex with the other.

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap

Jinsoul is close to her peak, way quicker than you are. Perhaps it’s due to your hands fondling her chest as you pound her. Perhaps it’s due to your dirty talk in her ear, talking about how much you love her, how much you love being inside her, and how good she sounds when you fuck her. Perhaps it’s because of the public sex—on a balcony, out in the open in the mountains.

“Honey, I’m going to—”

Her words are cut off by a scream as you pound her into her orgasm. The velvety walls from earlier now pulsate around your shaft, sending waves of pleasure up and down the base of your spine as you maintain your thrusts into her. Every withdrawal sends some of her slick splashing to the ground, but you ignore the mess being made in favour of pounding your orgasming wife. However, you soon slip out of her violently shaking body, and you hold her as the waves of pleasure wash over her.

When Jinsoul stills, she turns to you, stroking your shaft slowly. With a hand to the back of your neck, she gives you a peck to the lips.

“You have yet to cum, honey.” She kneels, giving your tip a kiss as she starts to stroke faster. “The only place you haven’t finished on is my face and body. Cum for me, babe. Cover me.”

Jinsoul’s handjob lasts only for a short while before your balls tense. You barely manage to announce your orgasm before your shaft pulses, the first rope of cum firing over Jinsoul’s lips, splashing off them and onto her chest. Your second rope covers her left eye down to her lips, the third over her nose and right eye. Your last two ropes land across her clavicles and breasts, and Jinsoul slows her strokes, smiling as she wipes the cum off her face with her hands. You rush back into the room for a tissue, and you return in time to see Jinsoul lick your cum off her fingers, before accepting the tissue you have in your hands.

“Fuck, that was so good.”

“Never thought you were a public sex kinda gal, honey”

“Sh-Shut up! I’m not!”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, honey. Shower?”

“Okay! But no more sex, okay? We need to pack up and leave.”

“Tell yourself that, honey. You’re the one who keeps jumping me.”

“Hmph! How can I resist sex with you? I want you so bad all the time!”

Jinsoul pulls you towards the bathroom. In the shower, she reaches for the knob, but then she turns around with a smile on her face.

“I love you, hubby.”

You nearly lose your shit at how cute she is, but you manage to smile and hug her.

“I love you too, wifey.”

Surprise (ft. LOONA’s Chuu)

“Ah~, oppa, please~.”

Chuu is a far cry from the ball of sunshine she portrays herself to be. Instead of blowing kisses, biting into her signature heart, or teasing her staff, this Chuu is a needy, whining mess. The skirt of her dress is held up against her waist by her own hands, her legs spread open on the table she lies on, her feet suspended in the air. The pink puffy opening between her legs clenches around nothing, causing a trickle of arousal to run down her skin.

You slap your shaft against Chuu’s pussy, causing the wet smacks to echo in the breakroom. Chuu whines in embarrassment, and you smirk at how shy and submissive the idol looks under you.

“Please, I need you inside, please oppa.”

Maybe it was the way she said it, with a deep need dripping off every word. Maybe it was how brazen she looked right now, with her body exposed to whoever that could walk into the breakroom. You cannot resist any longer, and with a hard thrust, you impale Chuu with your shaft. Without letting her adjust to your sudden penetration, you start fucking the idol. Your arms move to the back of her knees, and you send forceful thrust after forceful thrust deep into the idol.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, oppa, oppa!”

You move to grab one of Chuu’s breasts over her dress. Frustration seeps into your being at how you forgot to strip Chuu of her clothing. This same frustration is taken out on the idol beneath you as you pound her, rocking her world with how hard you fuck her. You deem it too late to stop. After all, it is Chuu herself who dropped her panties in front of you and presented herself for you to fuck.

Each thrust you send lands on her G-spot, and Chuu helps herself to get closer and closer to her release. Her fingers rub furiously on the hard nub poking out of the hood, and her loud moans mix with your grunts. When you feel Chuu’s pussy get tighter and wetter, you force yourself to pull out. Chuu’s loud whine of disapproval is replaced with guttural moans when you force three fingers deep into her, striking her G-spot with quick strokes.

Chuu screams as your quick strikes force her over the edge. Her pussy contracts violently, and she gushes hard. You force her hand away from her clit, taking the job of prolonging her orgasm from her. Her body bucks violently atop the table as stream after stream of her orgasm drenches everything in front of her. The back of the leather couch, the wooden floor, your thighs, your shaft, and some of it even splashes on Chuu herself.

As you help Chuu orgasm, your free hand is not idle. You stroke yourself hard, edging yourself just a bit to make sure Chuu finishes first. When Chuu has calmed down, you line yourself up to her, and finally stroke yourself over the edge.

Spurt after spurt of thick, hot come fires onto Chuu’s still spasming pussy. You aim your shaft to cover much of Chuu’s ass and thighs, letting each twitch of your shaft and pulse of your semen cover Chuu’s skin. Two pulses cover Chuu’s dripping pussy, one pulse fires to drip down onto her asshole, two pulses cover each asscheek, and you finish the last two pulses on her thighs.

When you finish, Chuu climbs off the table, kneeling down to take your cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirls over your tip, cleaning your head of any excess semen. When Chuu rises from between your legs, she grins. A mix of sweat and squirt runs down her forehead and face, her hair a mess, falling across her face.

“Give me my phone.”

Chuu moves to take a few selfies, and with a bit of typing, she gives you a satisfied smirk.

“Thank you, oppa.”

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The selfies that appear on LOONA’s Instagram and Twitter look awfully familiar.

Oh my God.

A notification pops up, with Chuu’s name attached.

[Chuu sent a message:]

Oppa, do you like the surprise?

Only you will know that I took those pictures covered in my own cum.

Within the chat, she attaches an image. When opened, it shows Chuu kneeling on her bed naked, her fingers splaying open her nether lips, glistening with arousal.

[Chuu sent a message:]

Come over, no one’s around.

Come fuck me. See you in 10.

Kitten (ft. LOONA’s Hyunjin)

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For @nsfwtwicecatcher and @mintwithchoco. Peach asked for Hyunjin anal, and Mint likes petplay, so here we go!

Enjoy, the both of you.

Warning: Catgirl!Hyunjin

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Hyunjin whimpers. You chuckle.

Drool runs down her gaped mouth, ragged breaths escaping the orifice. Her chest heaves from the effort needed for something as simple as a breath. A bead of sweat runs down from her neck past her clavicles, before dripping in between the valley between her delectable chest. You watch as the bead of sweat runs down her torso, joining the wetness leaking from between her forcefully spread legs, tied to the chair that she sits on. Her hands are cuffed behind the chair, leaving her helpless and at your mercy.

The whirr of the vibrator strapped to her right thigh provides the backing track for the “performance”. Your pet’s moans and shaky breathing act as the melody.

The blindfold masking Hyunjin’s sight serves as to heighten her other senses. Hyunjin can feel every bead of sweat, every breath, every gust of cool wind against her bare skin, every vibration against her engorged clit.

“No!” Hyunjin’s voice gives way as the vibrations increase in tempo. “No, please, Master, that’s too much, please!”

“It isn’t too much, kitten. You’re my good girl, my favourite kitten. You can be good, right?”

“Y-Yes Master, I’m your good girl, your good kitty, Master.”

“That’s right.” You stroke Hyunjin’s hair, paying special attention to run your hands over the ears atop her head. Hyunjin’s tail, formerly swishing about behind her, immediately goes rigid as her hips buck once.

“Fuck!”

Hyunjin’s pussy clenches, her slick overflowing off the chair to form puddles on the floor. You know how close Hyunjin is. After all, you’ve edged her relentlessly. You mentally count this as the sixth time you’ve brought her to the edge as you stop the vibrations from the toy.

“Not yet, kitty.”

“Master, please! Please let your kitten cum, please!”

“No.”

You idly stroke yourself as Hyunjin writhes helplessly on the chair, seeking the last bit of stimulation she needs to finally achieve orgasm. You adore how fucked out your kitten looks: her ears are flat against her head, twitching, and her tail hangs straight down. Hyunjin has no more energy to move any other parts of her body.

You decide to up the ante. You remove the vibrator and the thigh strap from Hyunjin, licking two straight lines up her inner thighs before running your tongue along her puffy slit. For the final bit of torture, you latch your lips around Hyunjin’s clit and give it a good suck.

“Fuck! FUCK!”

Hyunjin bucks wildly once more, but she is still unable to cum. She tries moving closer to your mouth, feeling your breath blow on her clit, but you move back, refusing to let your kitten have the pleasure she so craves.

“Uh-uh, kitten. Not yet.”

“No, no, no, please, Master, I’ve been your good girl, I’ve been your good kitten, please, please let me cum, please!”

Your only response is to pull out another vibrator, rubbing it along her slit to coat it in her juices. Slowly, you part her puffy nether lips, pushing the vibrator deep into her as she groans, her back arching off the chair.

“Hold it for me, kitten. One more time and I’ll let you cum.”

“Yes, Master.”

The vibrator turns on, deep within her.

“Hnnngggghhhhh~!”

You change the frequency of the vibrations every five seconds, never letting Hyunjin get used to how the toy feels in her pussy. The decision to please—no, torture her more is made is no more than half a second. You kneel next to her, wrapping a nipple between your warm lips, sucking and nibbling on it. The thumb on the phone screen moves up forcefully, and Hyunjin screams.

“No, no, no, Master, no, please, no, I might cum, Master, please!”

The loud whirr emanating from Hyunjin’s thoroughly abused pussy remains constant. You let go of Hyunjin’s nipple, moving to whisper into Hyunjin’s ears. They twitch as your breath impacts them.

“What if I said no, Hyunjin?”

“I-I… fuck! I’d hold it, Master!”

“Good. You don’t have to. You can cum.”

Hyunjin immediately explodes.

The vibrator deep within her clatters onto the floor with how hard Hyunjin’s pussy ejects it. It was as if someone had destroyed a dam—Hyunjin squirts hard. One constant violent stream, as if Hyunjin was just pissing, instead of squirting. Hyunjin just screams and screams in pleasure, finally allowed to achieve the release she craved. You watch as your kitten keeps on orgasming, the puddle in front of the chair only growing in volume, flowing outwards in all directions. Hyunjin’s hips buck, her body violently testing the strength of the restraints that keep her rooted to the chair.

When Hyunjin’s stream slowly cuts off to just a few weak spurts of squirt, you untie Hyunjin from her restraints. You carry her, bridal style, lying her down on the bed, then rolling her over.

“We’re not done, kitten. You need to be rewarded for being my good girl.”

“Yes, Master, thank you, Master.”

“Get on all fours.”

Hyunjin wills her shaky legs to move, as per your commands.

“Good.”

You kneel on the bed, spreading Hyunjin’s ass with your hands. You watch as Hyunjin drips on the bed, but you focus your sight on another hole.

“Oh, shit~!”

Your tongue swipes over her asshole, flicking her rear entrance. Every flick sends Hyunjin groaning into the pillow she lies on. You feel her muscles relax, and you push your tongue into her tight asshole.

“Yes, Master, you feel so good, Master!”

“And you taste heavenly, kitten.”

You fuck her asshole with your tongue, striking different parts of her hole with each entry and exit. Hyunjin’s body jerks in pleasure with the different sensations of pleasure from within her. Hyunjin rubs her clit in time with your tongue, and she moans, driving your lust for her through the roof.

You pull Hyunjin’s hand away from her clit, rubbing your length along her slit instead. Her whine of disappointment morphs from that to a moan of anticipation when your tip pushes against her tight asshole.

“Get ready, kitten.”

You thrust deep into Hyunjin’s asshole, taking off. Hyunjin rubs her clit along with your thrusts, and you pull her hair into a ponytail. Gripping the base, you roughly jerk her head back, forcing her to moan out loudly instead of muffling it against the pillows.

“How does my cock feel, kitten?”

“It's… ah~! So good, Master, so deep! You fuck me so well, Master, fuck!”

“That’s right, kitten. I’m going to destroy that ass.”

You piston your shaft into her ass. Hyunjin falls limp against the bed as you let go of her hair to grip her hips. Her tail falls against her bare back, and you wrap your hand around the base of her tail.

“No, no, not my tail, Master!”

“Yes, kitten. Yes to your tail.”

You stroke along the length, rubbing it with your thumb as you move up her tail. Hyunjin goes crazy under you, the pleasure of having her tail messed with while being fucked pushing her beyond her mental capacity.

“YesyesyesMaster, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuck, kitten’s going to cum kitten’s going to cum!”

Hyunjin thrashes about on the bed as you hilt deep within her. Watching your kitten get fucked out did more to you than it did to her, and once Hyunjin squirts, you lose control. Your balls tense, and spurt after spurt of semen coats Hyunjin’s asshole without warning as Hyunjin sprays the sheets beneath her with her second orgasm. Her slick drenches both her thighs and yours as stream after stream fires out of her hole, her hips bucking, body jerking.

Both of you collapse on a dry spot of the bed, and you wrap your arms around your favourite kitten. Hyunjin purrs as she snuggles into your embrace, both of you panting hard. Her purrs only get louder when you move to scratch her chin and neck, then stroke and pat her head.

“Are you okay, Hyunjin?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. You’re my good girl.”

Hyunjin makes an embarrassed noise, hiding her face in her hands. You kiss her between her ears, and she squeals. Her tail behind her sways from side to side, and you admire how beautiful she looks in front of you.

“I love you, Hyunjin.”

“I love you too, Master.”

Wrecking Her Hole (ft. LOONA’s Heejin)

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I mentioned on a whim that I was free today, and @nsfwtwicecatcher requested I write a Heejin picnic anal, so here it is, chock full of ass eating, squirting, and rough anal sex with Jeon Heejin.

Enjoy, Peach!

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When your girlfriend planned something for the both of you, you should’ve been more suspicious. Jeon Heejin rarely plans things—she prefers to go by the flow. Most of your dates are wandering around and just visiting places on a whim. This time, she plans a wonderful picnic next to the lake in the public park, enjoying a simple meal of sandwiches she prepared.

You only realise you fucked up near the end of the date.

Well… not that you can really complain, not when she stands in front of you naked, the evening sun casting a warm glow on her creamy skin. Her dress pools around her feet, her cardigan behind her. Heejin clearly has decided to forgo underwear today, and she’s absolutely dripping. A sheen of slick covers her inner thighs and her crotch, and she kneels in front of you, working at your pants. She succeeds in getting your zipper open before you push her hands away.

“Heejin, no, stop, what the fuck?!” You throw your jacket over her shoulders. It does nothing to cover her bare bottom, but at least you preserve some of her modesty. Heejin moves to sit down on the sheet over the grass, spreading her legs wide open.

“Daddy, are you sure you want me to stop?”

Oh fuck, the damned word.

“Please, Daddy, your little slut has been so wet the whole day.” Heejin spreads her pussy open, showing you her dripping hole. “I want to be fucked here, Daddy, right where everyone can watch how much of a slut I am for your cock.”

Heejin gets off on public sex. This isn’t the first time the both of you engaged in public play—flashes of past times where you’d fucked her in the back of buses, in public bathrooms, or in dark alleyways late at night come to mind. Now, she wants to be railed right in the middle of the public park, albeit in a relatively secluded spot.

“Please, Daddy, fuck me, use my body as your cocksleeve. I’ll let you fuck my ass, my pussy, my mouth, anything. Use me as your cum dumpster, Daddy. Empty your balls into me, please.”

Heejin pulls your cock out of your pants, jerking your shaft as she speaks. She gets on all fours, her ass in the air facing the lake the both of you sit in front of. She lowers her head to your shaft, licking it and covering it in her spit. She begins to service you orally, her hair falling messily around her, obscuring her actions from sight. You groan at the suction on your shaft, her head bobbing up and down your length. Heejin is clearly impatient—she stops to rip your pants and shoes off, leaving your bottomless as she immediately takes your shaft down her throat.

“FUCK!”

Heejin bobs her head again, taking you down her throat each time. After what feels like hours, she pulls out a bottle of lube from her bag, pushing it to you. She turns around, swaying her hips, enticing you with the view of her dripping cunt and her puckered asshole.

“Take your pick, Daddy, fuck me.”

You are more than ready to pound the girl in front of you. However, you fight for more patience, choosing to tease your girl. You put the lube aside, spreading her asscheeks open with your palms.

“Tell me, Heejin, which hole should I use? Should I use your slutty pussy? Shove my cock in and fuck your hole white, or should I take your asshole and fuck you until you squirt all over?”

“It doesn’t matter, Daddy, just fuck me!”

You smirk, looking at your needy slut. You give her slit a long lick, drawing a long moan from her. However, you want her ass this time, and you begin to lick her rear entrance, teasing her with your tongue. Heejin whimpers when you circle her asshole with your tongue, kneading her bountiful ass with each lick. Slowly, you push your tongue into the hole, making her cry out loud in pleasure. A hand of yours sneaks to rub her slit, collecting her dripping juices and slathering it over her clit.

“Fuck, Daddy, eat my ass, yes, eat me fucking good, yes!”

Heejin is loud. You’re scared of getting caught, but the thrill of fucking Heejin in the open trumps your fears. You want to make your cockslut squirt in public, and fuck her full of cum. Fuck it, let her be loud.

You push your tongue deep into the most private spot of hers, exploring her body in the most intimate of ways. Beneath your chin, you stick two fingers into her cunt, slowly thrusting into her. You start to form a rhythm: every time your tongue enters her ass, your fingers exit, and vice versa. Your combined ministrations make Heejin go limp, her body assaulted by multiple appendages pushing her towards peak physical pleasure.

“Yes, Daddy, ah, fingerfuck me, eat me, taste me, fuck! Use your slut, Daddy, make them watch us fuck, Daddy!”

It doesn’t take long for Heejin to achieve orgasm. The combined sensations of her asscheeks being kneaded, ass being eaten, pussy being fingered, and her tits being played with (courtesy of herself) is enough to make her cum with a broken scream, as she squirts for the first time this session. Her pussy contracts hard as a violent stream of her juices fires out of her, drenching the sheet both you and her kneel on. Her orgasm is accompanied by broken moans, and loud cries of pleasure fill the air in your corner of the park, and the sound is all you need to want to move to the next step.

You grab the bottle of lube, squeezing an abundant amount on your hand. You lather your shaft with it, before squeezing another large amount on your fingers, pushing it into her rear entrance. You coat her walls with lube impatiently, before grabbing your shaft and pushing the tip against her asshole. Heejin moans when she feels the tip, and she tries to push herself back to have you finally enter her. You decide to not deny yourself any further, pushing yourself deep into the most intimate of her entrances.

“Yes, Daddy, yes! Fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck my ass until you fill me with cum!”

With those words, you begin to fuck Heejin’s ass. You pull no punches—every thrust is hard, borderline violent, even. You withdraw from hilt to tip and thrust back with the same force on every stroke, your balls slapping against her cunt with every thrust. Thrust by thrust, you start to wear Heejin down. Her words start to slur as you fuck her ass with reckless abandon.

“Aaaah~, yes, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me harder, Daddy, fuck me harder, yesh, yesh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!”

Heejin squeals when you spank her, her long drawn out moan broken by your hard thrusts rocking her body. Her ass jiggles on each thrust, even more so when she gets spanked.

“Is this what you wanted, you fucking whore? To be fucked silly in public? God, you’re such a fucking slut, wanting to be watched as you squirt everywhere just from a cock in your ass. You’re a fucking pathetic slut, Heejin.”

“Yes, Daddy, yes, I’m a slut, I’m a whore, I just want to be watched as I get fucked! Make me scream, Daddy, make me scream so loud!”

“Oh, that I’ll do, fucking cockslut.”

You pull Heejin’s hair in a ponytail, yanking her head back. Heejin gutturally moans as you fuck her body, and she supports herself on one hand as she fingerfucks herself with the same pace you fuck her ass.

“Haah, haah, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, fuck, fuck FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKKKK!!!”

Heejin explodes, screaming. Her body convulses as you pound her. She falls apart, squirt spraying everywhere as she gets fucked through her orgasm. Her ass tightens around your shaft, and you nearly blow your load as you watch Heejin cum. Magically, you manage to hold on, pulling out of her.

Your withdrawal from Heejin makes her groan, but a rough tug on her hair makes her jerk.

“Get up, slut. I want to watch you get fucked.”

You lie on a dry part of the sheet after ripping your shirt off, throwing it to the side. You lie on the ground, and Heejin squats over you. You direct your shaft back to her gaped asshole, and with one deep thrust, you take off, pounding her again. Heejin aids you in doing so, forcing herself down to meet your thrusts.

Lewd claps of skin against skin echo around your area as you fuck Heejin’s ass. You know this is the last time you can fuck her, so you give it your all. Heejin has a hand deep inside her again, fingering herself while rubbing her clit with her palm. Her moans are all deep and raspy, the volume never once soft. You have thoroughly broken Heejin—she is only capable of chasing her orgasm, only capable of being fucked.

Your abs burn with every thrust, but you don’t care. The only thing that matters is fucking your cum into Heejin’s ass, and with each thrust, you’re closer and closer to that goal.

“Daddy’s gonna empty his balls into your whore hole, Heejin.”

“Yes, yes, yes! Cum in me, cum in my ass! Fill me full with your cum, Daddy, creampie my ass!”

“Fuck! Take it, take my load!”

With one hard thrust, you feel the first violent burst of semen explode out within Heejin. Heejin screams again, fucking herself hard on your cock as she squirts once more, drenching your chest in her juices. She rubs her clit hard as you fuck her through both of your orgasms, and you count somewhere upwards of eight violent pulses of cum fired deep into Heejin’s ass. Some of it even leaks out of her, dripping onto your crotch and balls, staining both of your crotches white. Heejin fucks herself on your cock throughout, and when you both finish, she releases your softening cock from her ass, and immediately, your cum begins to overflow from her ass, dripping below with loud splats against the sheets, or on your crotch.

Heejin falls to the side, panting heavily, a hand on your chest. Somehow, no one has found you at all, even with how loud Heejin screamed through all her orgasms. Both of you attempt to catch your breath and Heejin moves up to whisper in your ear.

“I want more, Daddy. I want you fuck my pussy and pump my slutty cunt full of your cum when we get home. Let’s go.”

Let Them Watch (ft. LOONA’s Yeojin)

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Happy Yeojin Day! She’s the cutest little bean ever but not in this fic.

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[Im Yeojin has sent a message:]

Daddy!

Come by the practice room.

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You push open the door to the practice room, the formerly muted melody from the music greeting you full force. Yeojin turns her head to the entrance, smiling brightly as she hops on the spot at your entrance.

“Daddy, you came!”

“Yeah, of course I did. What, what surprise do you have this time?” You close the door behind you and walk over to the petite idol. Yeojin runs to the computer, tapping a few keys to pause the music.

“What day is it today?” Yeojin has a teasing grin on her face as she gives you an impromptu test. She leans forward, hands on her hips as she scrunches her nose at you.

“Your birthday, of course.” You know you’ve passed with flying colours when Yeojin’s jaw drops. Her entire face lights up as she barrels into you for a tight hug.

“You remember!” Yeojin hops up and down in your embrace, her entire being buzzing with joy. You peck Yeojin on the forehead.

“How can I forget my girlfriend’s birthday?”

“That’s right, you can’t! Or I’ll kill you!”

You laugh at Yeojin’s adorable threat. Yeojin cannot kill anything at any size, let alone you, but you humor her anyway while you ruffle her hair. “Fine, fine.”

“Oh, I didn’t tell you, didn’t I?” Yeojin leaves your embrace with a step back. A look to the left, then to the right, and Yeojin giggles as she takes the off-shoulder long-sleeved top she has on. Underneath, all she has is a black thin spaghetti-strapped crop top that shows off the bare skin of her shoulders and her well-defined clavicles. A hint of her cleavage peeks over the cutting of said top.

You definitely do not stare, no you don’t. At least, you don’t after she speaks.

“I took the liberty of choosing my birthday gift.” Yeojin folds her arms as she puts her weight on her left foot, scrunching her nose. Her chin rests on her left index finger and thumb as she hums.

“What is it you want?”

“Sex.”

Huh?

“Sex. With me. Here. Now.”

Everything slows. Your mouth opens and closes, akin to a fish, as you try to process what you’ve heard. Yeojin just stands silently, a grin on her face. Subtly, she shifts to remove her shoes and put them aside while you’re spaced out.

“Maybe you need some incentives to come to a decision.”

Yeojin pulls her top up. Her petite chest is on full display, the nipples taut and stiff. You rush to cover her up as you glance around the glass walls of the practice room. Yeojin leaps away from your attempts as the black top is successfully stripped off her body and flung aside.

“Are you fucking crazy, Yeojin? You can’t do that!”

“Hell yeah I can. Don’t act like you don’t love it, we’ve talked about this.”

You know the exact conversation she refers to. Months back, you and Yeojin found out about your shared exhibitionism kink, and you’ve never mentioned anything else about it since then. For Yeojin to use that information against you now was definitely shocking, but you’d be damned if you said you weren’t aroused.

“What if people see you? What if people see us?”

“No one’s here today. They’re all at some company lunch. We can fuck as loud as we want today.” Yeojin kneads both her breasts, a sultry smirk on her face. She pushes her track pants off her hips, gravity aiding her in her bid to undress. Now, Yeojin stands naked before you, in the middle of the transparent practice room. She steps out of the pool of clothing on the floor then takes a walk around the room. Her journey takes her right in front of you.

“It feels so good to be naked here, fuck. I’m already so wet just like that.” Yeojin reaches a hand down to her crotch, running two fingers over her slit, showing you the glistening wetness over the tips. Strands of her fluids string between her fingers. She licks her fingers clean, then pulls your pants down. In an instant, Yeojin has your cock out, her hands wrapped around the length as she jerks you off, slowly.

“Get naked with me and fuck me. Make me squirt all over. You know you want to.”

She’s right. You do want to. However, even with the reassurance that no one is around, you can’t shake the feeling that you’re being watched. Your eyes roam the corridors around the practice room, looking at each of the vocal rooms on the opposite side. Most of them have their curtains drawn, but you catch a flash of movement when your eyes land on Hyeju’s room. You squint to affirm your perception, but that thought is immediately forgotten once Yeojin’s warm lips wrap around the tip, your shaft sinking into the wet, warm cavern of her mouth.

Yeojin takes you slowly. She applies a constant suction effect as she blows you. At the same time, she plays with your balls with one hand, the other steadying herself with a grip on your thigh. She makes eye contact with you while she kisses your tip, tongue landing soft strikes on the sensitive underside. You share an intense staredown with her before she breaks it, her free hand on her clit next, two fingers penetrating her sex.

“Oh, fuck~”

Yeojin fucks herself with the same rhythm that she uses to blow you. The sensations and sounds from her blowjob and masturbation threaten to overwhelm you—sex in public with your dear girlfriend was as hot as you thought it would be. You field a gaze down, watching Yeojin take your shaft into her mouth over and over. Her tongue swirls around your shaft each time you enter her. The wet muscle sends bursts of pleasure along your shaft. Move your eyes down, and Yeojin has four fingers deep within herself, curling to strike her G-spot with each movement. A mixture of moans fill the room.

Yeojin teases your cockhead one more time, her tongue on your sensitive underside once more. She jerks you off, her strokes hard and fast. However, to your disappointment, her hand drops from your shaft as she gets up, leaving you hanging.

“What—Why’d you stop?!”

“I want to ride you. Now. Strip.”

Yeojin tugs at your pants as you pull off your shirt. You kick your clothing aside and you lie on the floor, Yeojin straddling you immediately. She strokes your shaft a few more times with her wet hand, preparing you to enter her. Hooded eyes lustfully rake over you as she lines you up with her hole. One drop, and Yeojin impales herself on you, the full length hilting in her. Guttural moans escape her mouth as she fucks herself atop your shaft. Copious amounts of slick leak down your length, lubricating your shaft even further. Yeojin’s tight walls get even tighter when you begin to thrust up into her. Every rise and fall of her hips is met with an opposite motion from yours. Yeojin moans when you bottom out in her, the obscene vocalizations and sounds of sex prompt you to fuck her harder.

“Oh, fuck, yes, yes, fuck me just like that, fuck me like that where everyone can see, yes!”

It doesn’t take long before Yeojin’s walls get even tighter, pussy even wetter. Short pants of breath are all Yeojin can manage as she hangs her head forward, eyes squeezed shut as the delicious pleasure nears its peak. You’re not far off either—her blowjob on you earlier already had you close, and now, her pussy would definitely finish you off.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

Yeojin lifts herself off you, forcing you to drop out of her. She rubs her clit furiously, driving herself over the edge. Before you can even start to complain, Yeojin squirts all over your chest, your abs, and your cock. Stream after stream of Yeojin’s release fires out of her cunt, some leaking down her skin onto your thighs, as she throws her head back, gasps and shaky breaths all she can manage as she rides her orgasm out. When Yeojin finishes, she grabs your wet cock and impales herself with it. Three bounces is all you need before you explode within her, the sight of Yeojin squirting plastered all over your mind and behind your closed eyes. You fill Yeojin with thick white semen, burst after burst of your seed fired deep into her tiny body, filling her womb up. Semen leaks out of the gaps between your connection, and when she lifts herself off you again, more of the pearly white cream drips out of her, staining your skin and the practice room floor.

Yeojin collapses on the floor opposite you. Both of you are sweaty messes. The bright white light of the LED bulbs on the ceiling reflects off your bodies. Two sets of heavy pants are all that can be heard as both of you catch your breath, trying to regain what energy you have to begin cleanup.

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Son Hyeju sinks to the floor in her practice room, her legs trembling. She rests against the wall, her raven hair falling messily over her face. A few locks of the hair sway from the breeze caused by her heavy panting, though most of the stray strands stick to her sweaty skin. Hyeju raises her wet hand to her mouth. Her lips wrap around her dripping fingers, cleaning them of the fluids staining her skin. In front of her, puddles of her squirt from three consecutive orgasms pool in her vocal room, her curtain drawn open slightly.

Hyeju’s eyes are locked on Yeojin and her boyfriend as they both lie in the practice room, entirely spent. Hyeju grins when she hits the Stop button on her camera app, the recording of Yeojin’s public sex session saving itself on Hyeju’s phone. Hyeju’s pussy clenches when she thinks back to Yeojin squirting all over her boyfriend. Was his dick that good? Does sex really feel that good?

Hyeju stares at the mess she made in her vocal room. Her clothing is strewn haphazardly on her chair, hurriedly torn off in order to masturbate in comfort peeping on Yeojin and her partner. She wonders if he caught her watching, and what he might do if she did find out. Would she be invited to join them? The thought of it sends another jolt of arousal through her veins.

Maybe she should ask Yeojin to let her fuck her boyfriend for her birthday.

Let Them Share (ft. LOONA’s Olivia Hye)

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I’m late for Hyeju’s birthday, but here’s her birthday smut! Lots of squirting, some anal, and lots of exhibitionism!

Unedited because “quickie”.

Continuation from Yeojin’s birthday quickie!!

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[Im Yeojin has sent a message:]

Daddy!

Come by the practice room again, there’s a surprise for you.

I personally approve of this, so make sure you use it well 😉

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You open the door to LOONA’s practice room. Unlike last time, there is no music, and instead of Yeojin, Son Hyeju stands within. She fidgets on the spot, her fingers rubbing the cloth of her pants as she rocks back and forth on her heels. She’s dressed in the same outfit she wore in her Alcohol Free practice video: yellow crop-top singlet, track pants, but this time, she is barefoot. Her black hair cascades down her shoulders, black bra strap stretched tightly over them. She stares at you blankly, maybe even glaring. You can never be sure when Hyeju looks the way she does: cold and strikingly beautiful.

“Hyeju-yah, where’s Yeojin? She said she had a surprise for me.”

Hyeju just remains silent, and you move closer to her. When you’re standing at a comfortable distance from her, she takes one step in, stopping just a few centimeters short of touching you.

“Woah! What—?!”

“I’m the surprise.” Hyeju bows her head, her voice barely audible. You’re close enough to smell her shampoo.

“What?”

“I saw everything.” Hyeju’s head rises. Her fierce gaze is levelled to your own confused stare, and you wonder what she’s talking about.

“You. Yeojin. I saw everything.”

Oh, fuck.

“I— I don't…”

“You fucked Yeojin right here. Made her squirt all over. I want that for my birthday too.” Hyeju stares at you, her lips forming her natural triangle. Her eyes burn, the heat enveloping your skin.

“Have… have birthday s-sex with me.”

“I…” You stammer, unsure of how to react. “I…”

At that moment, your phone rings.

“Hihi, Daddy! You’re with Hyeju-unnie right now, yeah? Right, listen to me. Yes, you have my explicit permission to have the nastiest, filthiest sex with Hyeju-unnie. She asked me yesterday, and as the super ultra generous and awesome Im Yeojin, so of course I let her. Take care of unnie, okay? It’s her first time!”

You dumbly nod at the phone. Yeojin can’t see you, considering it’s a voice call, but that’s all you can manage.

“And Hyeju-unnie! Daddy really really really loves it when a girl squirts, so squirt hard for him, okay?”

You choke on your saliva as scarlet explodes over Hyeju’s face, down to her neck. Hyeju scratches the back of her neck, badly masking her attempt to not look sheepish.

“Okay, tell me how it goes, or even better—let me join next time! Bye~” With that, the call cuts, leaving you and Hyeju in an awkward silence. Equipped with what you need—Yeojin’s permission and knowledge about Hyeju’s proposition—you wrap a hand around Hyeju’s waist, pulling her flush against your body. Hyeju gasps at the action, and she looks up at you, her eyes wide with anticipation. Her eyes dart about, her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Don’t be nervous. I’ll go gentle unless you don’t want me to. Is it really your first time?”

“Yes, oppa.”

You thank the heavens for Yeojin and her trust in you and Hyeju. Your relationship with her is definitely secure. She is undoubtedly yours as much as you are hers, and the fact that she puts her trust into you like that is a little overwhelming, but that’s not the point right now.

“Can I kiss you, Hyeju?”

“Yes.”

You tilt Hyeju’s head up with a finger under her chin. Soft lips meet once, twice, then umpteenth times. You want to take it a little slower, but Hyeju is not one to be patient. She refuses to waste more time letting you taste her apple flavoured lip balm. Instead, she wants you to taste her—her tongue slips across your lips, and soon, your tongue is against hers. As you enjoy the deep kiss with her, your hands are not idle—you slide your hands up and down her back, feeling the muscles of her back and the curve of her spine over her top. When Hyeju breaks the kiss for air, another soft whisper leaves her swollen lips.

“Touch me, please.”

Hyeju rejoins your lips and tongue to hers, her hands roaming your body. She slides a hand over the bulge of your jeans, rubbing your cock over the material. You moan into the kiss as you knead her ass, giving her bountiful cheeks a few squeezes. You move to knead her chest, the breasts that many of her more fervert fans desire to feel under their touch. Hyeju breaks the kiss once more, the impatience finally having eaten away her self control. Her yellow top is torn off her body, flung aside and abandoned. Her black bra follows soon after, the perky breasts freed from their restrictive prison. You follow suit, pulling your shirt off and throwing it aside. Your next course of action is to pin Hyeju against the glass wall of the practice room. You out with her while you play with her tits.

Hyeju works fast. When you start working kisses down her neck, she already has your jeans undone, your shaft pulled out from within its confines. One hand jerks your shaft with an overhead grip, the other slides under the waistband of her pants, her fingers deep within herself. Hyeju’s deep moans fire jolts of pleasure down to your shaft, precum dripping from the slit. You knead her chest harder, rubbing her nipples as you nibble on her neck, intent on marking her. It doesn’t matter to you that anyone can chance upon you and Hyeju. Hell, you’re really turned on by it. In fact, you want them to watch you fuck Hyeju.

When you leave Hyeju with a love bite, you trail kisses down to her chest. Hyeju isn’t by any means big, but she’s not small either. Her breasts fit nicely in your palm, the smooth skin and small areolae the cherry on top in terms of visuals. You’re definitely entranced by her physical beauty. Hyeju nods when you seek her permission to taste her chest, and the sinful moan she releases when you suck on her nipple makes your cock twitch, more precum dripping from the tip. Hyeju’s handjob feels divine, and you know she feels just as pleased as you are, with her own fingers deep within her cunt. Her eyes are closed now, her legs spread wide for stability as the cloth at her crotch repeatedly shifts under the ministrations of her fingers.

Hyeju’s moans echo around the practice room. Her voice has taken on a rasp that both you and her notice, and you’re hell bent on making her cum by her own hand. You nip at the stiff buds atop her chest, pinching the other. Hyeju’s hips buck with the tandem assault on her chest, and the wet squelches emanating from within her pants get louder and more frequent. You’ve got her right where you want her.

“About to cum?”

Hyeju nods, not able to articulate a verbal answer. You smirk, pinching her nipple and biting down on the other. Hyeju moans, hips bucking hard in response. Your tongue swirls around her bud one more time before you bite down and tug, doing the same on the other nipple with your finger.

Hyeju screams, the shrill pitch of her voice accompanied by her hips bucking and a spray of fluid firing from between her legs, through the cloth of her panties. Her black pants get darker with her release, the wet patch flowing down her pant legs, her body convulsing against the glass. A few stray streams make it past the cloth, pooling on the floor of the room. The hiss of her squirt that sprays out of her pussy and sounds of her gushes against her fingers as Hyeju rides out her high threatens to burn all of your self-imposed limits, but you hold back for Hyeju’s sake. It’s still her first time, no matter how much you want to ruin her.

Hyeju leans against the glass, a delirious look on her face. You rip your pants and shoes off as she catches her breath. Your cock, now entirely on display, stands straight out, the tip an angry red, stained white with how much precum beads at the tip. Hyeju stares at your shaft, and you can see the visible shift from minor fatigue to intense lust. Hyeju regains the razor-sharp edge in her gaze as she stares deep into your soul, her hands almost ripping her ruined pants and underwear off her. She joins you in all your naked glory, her thighs and crotch glistening with her release. She takes two steps towards you, your cock in her hands again as she delivers slow strokes along the length.

“I want you to… to f-fuck me. Fuck me like you fucked Yeojin. C-Cum in me like you came in her. Fuck me hard. Don’t be gentle.”

“Are you sure? It’s your first time.”

“I want it. I can take it. Please. Please fuck me like you fucked Yeojin, please.”

With how nicely she asks, you can’t deny her now, can you?

You pin Hyeju to the wall, this time with her front against the glass. You bring her arms behind her, holding them behind with one arm as you line yourself up with her pussy. Your head teases the entrance to her pussy, and Hyeju tries to push herself back onto your cock, silently pleading for you to finally impale her with your shaft.

What she wants, she will get.

One snap of your hips and you bury yourself into her wet, tight, warm walls. Hyeju gasps when you begin to pound her pussy, before a string of wordless moans, whimpers, and gasps escape her gaped lips with every clap of your hips meeting her ass. You do not show mercy to Hyeju—each thrust into her is from tip to hilt, as hard as you can manage. Hyeju’s supple asscheeks ripple with every thrust you send into her, the skin reddening with the force you employ to wreck her body. Every time you impale her with your cock, you strike her G-spot. Thrust by thrust, you drive Hyeju crazy, then even crazier when you reach between her legs to rub her clit.

With how you have Hyeju pinned against the glass while you take her from the back, her big chest is squished against the glass for anyone to see. If anyone walks past this glass wall, they’d see Hyeju’s bare chest and nipples pressed flat against the glass, and her body rocked with every entry and exit of your cock into her virgin pussy. Hyeju’s pussy is so damn tight, so wet, so fucking heavenly. In fact, you’re damn sure that it’s the public sex factor that gets her this worked up.

“How does it feel to get fucked like that, Hyeju? Right where everyone can see you? Is that what you want?”

Hyeju’s reply is slurred. The high of sex messes with her thoughts, the bursts of physical pleasure that shock her body physically being all that she manages to process.

“Yesh, yesh, yesh! I want to be seen, I want people to know what a slut I am, fucked by my member’s boyfriend for my birthday! I want them to watch as I cum on your cock, as I squirt all over from being fucked. I want everyone to watch me have sex for the first time!”

“Even your unnies?”

“I don’t care who sees me, I just want them to watch me fuck this cock! Fuck, it feels so good, you feel so good! Pound my pussy, pound me, fuck me!”

Hyeju’s hot breath fogs up the glass in front of her. She is unable to maintain steady breathing—every breath she takes is shaky. Hyeju’s gasps, yelps, and moans get quicker, more irregular, and her walls get tighter, wetter. Her grip on you tightens, her legs trembling as she hits her peak moments after.

“Oppa, I’m GONNA FUCKING CUM!”

A scream is ripped from her as your cock explodes out of her. Her second orgasm hits her like a truck—squirt sprays out of her as she writhes and convulses against the glass, her hips bucking repeatedly. One violent stream of squirt splatters hard against the transparent barrier, sending sprays of her release all over both pairs of legs and the floor of the room. The sight of Hyeju’s violent orgasmic release triggers your own—your cock twitches hard once as semen erupts from your tip, firing straight into Hyeju’s flowing squirt down the glass. You fire shot after shot after shot of thick semen into Hyeju’s release, mixing both of your orgasmic fluids together on the floor of the practice room. The cacophony of orgasmic bliss echoes around the empty room, but that’s the least of your concerns right now. The feeling of bliss is. You force yourself against Hyeju, ensuring she manages to stay upright throughout her orgasm.

Hyeju falls limp against your body, and you pull her aside, lowering her to the ground gently. The intense orgasm takes a lot out of her, but when you try to get her to rest, Hyeju resists.

“Oppa, you haven’t came in me yet.”

“Wha—”

“I told you to finish in me. You didn’t.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Fix it.”

Hyeju stares intently at you before she gets up, walking over to her bag. She pulls out a bottle of lube and a vibrator, walking back to you. She throws the bottle in your direction.

“Fuck my ass and cum in it.”

Wait. She wants anal for her first time as well?

“Yes, oppa. It’s my birthday wish. Are you going to deny the birthday girl?”

Again, you can’t argue with that. You pop the cap of the bottle open, squeezing a generous amount of lube on your hand, lathering your shaft with it. Under your strokes, you harden again, and Hyeju watches with fascination, lust, and desperation all over her face. She is exceptionally eager to get one more round out of you, and you won’t pass up the chance to fuck her again either.

“Come here, Hyeju. Squat over me.” You lie facing another glass wall, and Hyeju’s eyes burn with even more lust. The exhibitionist in her hungers for this, and she obliges with all the eagerness in the world.

With Hyeju squatting over you, you squeeze more lube on your right middle fingertip, as well as on her asshole. You tease her rear entrance with said finger, pushing your finger in bit by bit. Hyeju’s asshole is exceptionally tight, even tighter than her pussy. You can’t push in anything more than the first knuckle.

“Aah~ Oppa!”

You tease her asshole with the one knuckle, pushing at her walls, circling your finger around. Hyeju lets out a stream of wordless moans as you carry on lubing her asshole up with your finger.

“Oppa, put your cock in me, put it in and fuck me!”

You withdraw your finger from within her and grab your shaft. You put the head right at her ass, and with a slight push of your hips, you begin to slide your shaft deep into the most intimate of her holes. Inch by inch, your shaft fills up the tight tunnel that is her asshole, and Hyeju releases strings of long, drawn-out moans throughout. She whimpers when you hilt in her ass, and the moans begin when you begin to fuck her ass slowly.

Brrrrhh~

The vibrator clicks on, and Hyeju holds it on her clit. Broken moans fill the room, alongside the whirr of the vibrator and the claps of you hilting in Hyeju.

“Oppa, harder, please! Fuck my ass like you fucked my pussy!”

Birthday girl’s wishes.

The claps get louder, overpowering the whirr of the toy on Hyeju’s clit for a moment before she turns it up to max. Hyeju’s broken moans follow soon after as you pound her ass as per her requests. Hyeju’s ass is definitely tighter than her pussy—your finger earlier already had issues entering all the way. While you’ve managed to put your entire cock in her, she squeezes you so tight, almost painfully tight. You’re not usually a fan of pain, but for Hyeju, you’re willing to compromise. It’s not every day you get to fuck another of the hottest idols of the current generation, and fuck her ass, no less.

“Fuck yes, YES! Just like that, yes! Use my ass like you used my pussy! Make me squirt Oppa, make me squirt again, fuck the squirt out of me!”

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

You grunt with how much exertion it takes to fuck up into Hyeju’s ass. Hyeju helps you out as well—she bounces on your cock, her ass rippling with every time you bottom out in her. Hyeju’s words slur into a garbled mess as she moans through whatever she wants to say. Somewhere along, she gives up trying to speak. Instead, you hear the telltale squelches of her fucking herself with her fingers, working her towards her final orgasm. The entire situation is so damned erotic—you’re balls deep in Son Hyeju, facing a floor-to-ceiling glass window that borders the hallway of BBC, where anyone can see Hyeju having anal sex with you while fucking herself silly using two holes. It is that thought that brings you close to your last orgasm. What takes you over the edge to orgasm though…

“OPPA, HYEJU’S GONNA SQUIRT!”

Hyeju screams again, shrill and deafening. The vibrator clatters to the ground somewhere as another deluge of Hyeju’s release sprays another glass window. This stream is even more violent than the last—squirt splatters all over you and Hyeju, reflected off the glass with how strong it impacts the material. The stream is ceaseless, the contact point moving up and down the window with each buck of Hyeju’s hips. Hyeju herself shudders and trembles on your shaft, her asshole squeezing you painfully tight as it milks your balls for all it offers.

Thick white semen floods Hyeju’s ass. Your balls tense hard and your cock twitches with every blast of semen deep into Hyeju’s tight asshole. You lose count of how many pulses of cum you unload in Son Hyeju, but you know it’s enough to overflow and stain both of your skin. You never stop fucking Hyeju throughout the tandem orgasms, prolonging the peak physical bliss that both of you enjoy.

Hyeju topples aside when the both of you are done. Both of you are filthy fucked out messes—your shaft is covered in cum and lube, and Hyeju leaks both her own juices and semen from her holes. All the energy has been fucked out of the both of you, and the both of you lie on the floor of the practice room, trying to regain what energy you can.

“Thank you, Oppa, for the best birthday ever.” Hyeju’s soft voice rings next to your ear. She falls asleep almost immediately, her rhythmic breathing tempting you to fall asleep with her too. However, there is much to clean, and both of you still need to get dressed. Before you can get dressed though, your phone rings. You jog over to answer the call

“Daddy~, it’s Yeojinnie! How’s Hyeju-unnie?”

“She’s asleep on the floor right now, after she squirted in her pants and all over two glass windows.”

“Damn, what did you even do to her?”

“I fucked both her holes until she came, and then I filled her ass.”

“Sweeet~. Next time, wanna fuck the both of us together?”

“What.”

“You, me, Hyeju-unnie! I really wanna know how much she squirts. I mean, I already squirt a lot, and you’re telling me she sprayed two windows. I’m curious, damn it. Also, I wanna have a turn with her too.”

“We’ll see. I need to clean up and get dressed first. Let’s talk about this later. I’ll send you some pics.”

“Okayyy, bye~!”

“Bye.”

Take The Shot

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Happy Birthday @worldsover!

Genres: Rough Sex, Mutual Masturbation, Dirty Talk

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Click!

Heejin snaps a photo, and smiles at the result. She takes another, then another. A smile graces her angelic features, then she types up a caption that would make any boy blush.

Tell me how hard you came looking at these ;) 💦💦 -H

Tap, tap, tap, and woosh. The photos fire across the Internet, the expanse of data a conduit for Heejin's horny energy to reach her target: her… special friend. Sure, he was a little bit on-and-off due to being in different faculties within the university both of them studied in, but it was still a FWB thing they kept alive throughout.

Heejin locks her phone, putting it back onto the dresser. She arranges her hair neatly, pulling it back behind her. She pulls on her panties and pajama pants, then buttons up her top. A rush of arousal flashes across her system when she thinks of her FWB jerking himself off to her. She takes a deep breath, calming herself down. No, she would not get worked up now, right when she already had a shower and was relaxed and ready for bed. She turns to the bathroom, strolling over to brush her teeth.

Heejin wonders why she hasn't broken the FWB thing off. Both her and Jinwoo haven't been really getting up to really utilizing the benefits portion of their friendship much anymore, ever since both got busier. Most of their exchanges were nudes or suggestive pictures, and that was about it. Sure, it still was pretty good to have that, but Heejin didn't really want to carry it on anymore if they were slowly going back to being just friends.

"Ptoo!" Heejin spits her toothpaste into the sink, then rinses her mouth. She wipes her mouth with a small towel nearby, then goes over to her dresser.

Strange, she thinks, why hasn't he replied yet?

She unlocks her phone, and opens up her messaging app. Maybe he hasn't seen it yet—he's quite busy these days anyway. A quick glance, and—oh. Oh. Oh, fuck, fuck!

Heejin pulls the phone closer to her face. Repeated flicks of her eyes and darts of her fingers across two names and two different chats confirms the worst—instead of sending her nudes to "Jinwoo 😈", she sent it to "Jiwoon (Housemate)" instead.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shitshitshitshit!" Heejin throws her phone onto her dresser again, breaking into a sprint towards her housemate's room. She prays she's still in time to save it…

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Ding!

You look up from the webtoon you're reading. A slew of notifications pop up across the top of your phone's screen, and when you see "Jeon Hee Jin" appear, you wonder what was on her texts that couldn't be verbally said.

Tap.

You choke on your own spit.

Ten photos of Heejin in various states of dress appear on your screen. One is of Heejin with her pajamas unbuttoned, her bare chest on display for the lens. Another is of her with her pants around her thighs, all of her body captured by the unmoving eye of the lens. The final picture is the killer—Heejin is entirely naked, her hair falling over her shoulders and over her chest. You read the caption, and you feel as if someone hit you with a baseball bat.

Tell me how hard you came looking at these ;) 💦💦 -H

You stare at the pictures. Heejin looks… so fucking hot. You'd be lying if you didn't have naughty thoughts about her—sometimes, she'd be dressed in just a loose T-shirt and shorts at home, and you wouldn't deny the chance to check her out. A beautiful face, a decently big bust, wide hips, and a supple ass. Sure, she was a good friend, but she was also a very pretty woman. You grip your bulge over your shorts as your eyes scan every pixel of the three photos.

It was true you were pent-up for a while. You hadn't had the time to take care of your needs for a while due to your assignments, and with these photos, you definitely could get yourself off. However, these were probably sent by mistake, judging from the caption. Heejin and you were just friends. You shouldn't. No, you shouldn't...

You curse as you pull your dick out of your shorts. "Finish off and delete it," you tell yourself, "Then, forget about it."

Your eyes lock on Heejin's naked chest as you begin to stroke, at the honey brown nipples atop her fair skin, at the two rows of solid abs. You knew she was hot, but you didn't ever think she'd be this fucking hot. The confident grin she has on her face is the same look she has when she compliments herself.

"Fuck…" You groan and stroke harder as you scroll to the next picture. Heejin's pussy displays itself on your screen, and you imagine what it'd be like if she was your friend with benefits—what it'd feel like if her pussy was wrapped around your cock. You can feel yourself get dangerously close and you slow your strokes, unwilling to blow your load before you hit the hottest picture of Heejin.

You're a fucked up mess, you think as you scroll to the next picture, the best one you've got. Heejin's entire naked body, all the unblemished fair skin that clothes usually cover is exposed to your very eyes. You gasp as you resume stroking hard, pushing yourself closer and closer to the edge. Dimly, you note that it took you a really short time to get this close—again, you were pent-up for way too long now.

Almost there, almost there…

BLAM!

The door to your room crashes open, and you jump, the phone flying out of your hands. The very person of your fantasies bursts through the door, slamming it shut behind her as she blurts out a string of words.

"Tell me you didn't see anything, tell me you haven't checked your—OH MY FUCK!"

Heejin stares at you, her eyes bugged, jaw slack with shock. You scream, grabbing pillows, blankets, your shorts, anything to cover up your indecency.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, fuck, no, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this I’m so sorry!”

Heejin’s eyes follow you as you scramble, then she looks at the incriminating evidence on your phone screen in front of her, then back at you, then the screen. She picks up the phone and eyeballs at it as she walks to you.

"Damn, I look good, don't I?"

The apologies die down on your lips when Heejin steps closer. Her lips curl up slightly as she moves towards you, and she passes the phone back to you. You reach a shaky hand up underneath the pile of clothes, pillows, and the blanket to grab hold of the device, and Heejin smiles when you take it off her.

“You still haven’t answered me, y’know?”

“What?” You don’t even want to speak to her. You tremble on the spot, unsure of what she’s getting at.

“I asked you if you thought I looked good. Do I?”

You just stare at her, and before you know it, you’re shamefully nodding. You drop your head, eyes locked on your bedsheets, unsure of what might happen next. Maybe she’ll kill you.

“Hehe,” Heejin giggles. “Thank you for your honesty.”

A dip on your bed makes you wince. You brace yourself for maybe a violent act.

“Yah, Jiwoon-ah.” Heejin kneels next to you, a hand on your shoulder. You look up at her, and she grins. “Calm down. I’m not angry.”

“You’re… you’re not?”

“No, not really.” The blonde girl squeezes your shoulder. “We all have needs, and I’m flattered you think I’m hot, actually.”

How do you even reply to that?

“But you’re still jerking off to my nudes, which I sent accidentally.”

Ah, well. Yes.

“You were close, weren’t you?”

You nod again. Right when Heejin burst into your room, you were two strokes away from your orgasm, and the frustration of being edged lingers.

“Take these away. I wanna help you out.”

“What the fuck.” No question, just surprise. What the fuck was she on about?

“I said what I said. I saw your cock twitching right as I closed the door. Let me help you finish.” Heejin tugs at the pillow over your crotch and you relent, letting her take it away. She peels away the layers covering your erection, and when she peels the blanket away, your shaft springs out, the head a deep angry red as it twitches in the air. White precum drips from the slit, evidence of your being edged hanging on to your erection. Heejin gasps at the sight.

“Fuck, you’re fucking big.”

Heejin takes her bottom lip between her teeth, and she meets your gaze.

“Go on, touch yourself.”

You grip your erection in your hand, and when she motions to your cock with her chin, you begin to stroke again, reaching for your phone to unlock it. Right as your fingers come into contact with the plastic cover, Heejin yanks it away from you.

“You don’t need my photo when I’m here.”

Heejin undoes the buttons of her pajamas. She crawls in front of you before she pulls her blouse off her body, kneeling topless in front of you.

“Go on.”

Fuck, the real deal’s even better than the pics. You feast on the sight of her body—the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes, the defined lines of her abs, and the swell of her breasts. Her taut nipples look even more beautiful right in front of you. You look up at Heejin as you resume jerking, and her eyes are locked onto your cock as she licks her lips. Her eyes meet yours and you can feel the lust she conveys through her stare.

“Yes, jerk for me. I want you to jerk until you cum all over your hand. Give this body the load it deserves.”

“Fuck!” You release a sharp curse as you begin to thrust up into your hand, as if you were fucking the girl in front of you. Heejin bites on her right index finger as she watches you fuck into your hand, and her tongue runs over her middle and ring fingers while her eyes rake over your body.

“Stop.”

You freeze.

“Take your shirt off. I want to see all of you.”

When the shirt finally rises over your head, you drop your arms to support yourself as you lean back. Heejin stands at the foot of your bed, her pajama pants and panties falling below the edge of the bed, below your sightline. Heejin stands naked in front of you, and she crawls back onto the bed, over you, her face inches from yours.

“You can resume.”

You can’t believe your eyes and ears. The same girl you were jerking off to earlier through her nudes was now naked right in front of your eyes, commanding you to finish jerking off as you look at her in the flesh instead.

“Listen to me. Don’t ever stop.”

You jerk slowly, and she begins speaking.

“I’m so fucking wet right now, you know that?” Heejin puts her middle and ring fingers into her mouth as her tongue runs over her digits. “You looked so fucking hot fucking your hand like that, and I wish you were fucking into me instead.”

Heejin runs her fingers down her body, and she sits on her legs as she leans back. She teases her own clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive nub while she looks at you.

“Look, Jiwoon-ie.”

Heejin spreads her labia open with her two fingers. Her hole clenches when you begin to jerk harder, juices leaving wet trails of arousal down her skin. One stray droplet falls off her skin, staining your sheets.

“Fuck your hand for me. Fuck your hand for me while I fuck myself for you.”

“Oh, fuck! Fuck!” A broken record, repeating the same curses again and again. A broken machine too, repeating the same actions as earlier. You fuck into your balled fist, and Heejin pushes two fingers deep into herself. She throws her head back, her hands moving at the same pace you set for yourself. You adjust to kneel on the bed as Heejin sits on the bed, her legs spread open to form a W in front of you while she leans back on one arm.

“That’s right, Jiwoon-ie. Think about me, think about how it feels to fuck this tight pussy. Fuck, I’m so fucking wet watching you, do you know that? My pussy’s so fucking tight thinking about how you might feel fucking into my dripping hole. I’m so fucking horny watching you fuck your hand as if it was my pussy. I promise, fuck, I promise that if you cum lots for me, I’ll fuck you. I’ll fuck you, and I’ll let you fucking cum in me. I’ll let you fuck this tight, dripping pussy, and I’ll let you finish in me. And if you fuck me good, I’ll fuck you again and again. Whenever you want.”

“Oh, Heejin, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna fucking cum if you keep talking like that, fuck!” You thrust into yourself harder, faster as you think about fucking Heejin. This isn’t your first time and it won’t be your last—Heejin’s been a subject of your nightly thoughts quite a few times.

“That’s great, Jiwoon-ie. Tell me, tell me how you’d fuck me, tell me what you’re thinking about when you fuck me.” Heejin fucks herself just as hard and fast as you fuck your fist. She keeps her eyes locked on your cock in your hand, and she moans loudly when you begin to speak.

“I’m thinking about how good it’d feel when you ride me, Heejin. I’m thinking about how fucking tight your pussy is, how fucking wet you’ll be when I finally fuck your pussy the way I think about every time I jerk off to you. I’m so fucking hard for you Heejin, and I don’t think I’m gonna last, fuck!”

“I’m so fucking close too Jiwoon-ie, fucking cum for me. Cum all over my body, fucking cum on me!”

“Oh, FUCK!” You force yourself to keep your eyes open as the tension in your stomach snaps. Thick shot after thick shot of semen explodes from you as your hips stutter and you lose the rhythm you set for yourself, and your seed splatters all over Heejin’s body. Shot after shot of your cum paints her breasts white, over her taut nipples, over the abs you admired. Spurt after spurt, you continue covering Heejin in white, shots of semen staining her thighs, and your final spurt landing between her pussy, on the sheets.

At the same time, Heejin goes rigid as her body jerks. A spray of fluid splashes against your knees as she squirts, her hips bucking with every spray of her orgasm. Her fingers rub her clit furiously as she cums, prolonging her orgasm with every bit of stimulation. Even after Heejin stops squirting, her body trembles, juices dripping from her pussy as it clenches and releases.

Heejin begins to run her wet fingers across your semen on her body, collecting it on her fingers. She raises her fingers to her mouth, her tongue cleaning her digits of your seed and her slick. You stare in aroused fascination as she thrusts her fingers into her mouth, then releases them with a “Pop!”.

“You’ve passed, Jiwoon-ie.” She pulls your shirt to her, and she wipes her body of your excess cum. The shirt is flung aside when she’s done, and she lunges, knocking you onto the mattress. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.”

Heejin grabs your shaft, still erect from earlier. She lines it up with her dripping hole, and she impales herself, a loud groan ripped from her throat as she takes you all the way to the hilt.

“Oh, fuuuck! So fucking big, FUCK!”

The blonde wastes no time resting. Immediately, she’s bouncing up and down on your shaft, and you’re a slave to the pleasure her walls bring. Heejin is as tight and as wet as she said she was, and the quivering walls squeezing pleasurably around your erection is all you can think about. You want more, no, need more. You need to feel her cum on your cock, you need to fucking cum in her tight hole.

“Oh fuck, Jiwoon, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”

Heejin is now the broken record as she curses with every thrust you send into her. When Heejin drops herself on your shaft, you thrust up into her, all the way to the hilt. You grunt with every thrust of your hips, and you want nothing more than to somehow fuck her harder.

“I’m gonna fucking cum so hard in your pussy, Heejin, I’m gonna fucking rail you so fucking hard!”

“FUCK, YES! YES! RAIL ME!”

With a rush of energy, you flip Heejin over. You resume your thrusts, and her legs lock around your waist. The force of your thrusts send the bed knocking against the wall, and Heejin’s body rocks with every clap of your hips against her crotch. Slick coats your shaft with every entry and exit, and juices leak from your messy connection onto the sheets. Both you and Heejin moan in tandem with every thrust, the pleasure of wild sex all that the both of you can comprehend in the moment.

“I’m gonna cum, Heejin, I’m gonna cum!”

“Yes, yes, YES!”

“FUCK!”

Your second and final orgasm of the night erupts deep into Heejin’s pussy. Thick white cum paints Heejin’s walls white as you fuck spurt after spurt of it into her orgasming pussy, firing deep into her womb. Heejin sprays your crotch and the sheets with her squirt when you pull out, and you pull her convulsing body against you, her guttural groans deep into your ear as she drenches your cock in her release. Hiss after hiss of Heejin’s squirt splatters all over your sheets, and when the afterglow of orgasm washes over the both of you, you collapse to the side, a thick stream of cum leaks out from Heejin’s hole, a trail of it staining her skin and the sheets. Both you and Heejin pant heavily, attempting to recover as much as you can.

“You passed, Jiwoon-ie.” Heejin rolls over to face you.

“Huh?” You turn your head to look at her.

“I think we can definitely enjoy more benefits that can enhance this friendship we have.” Heejin grins, and she extends a hand. “To more of this.”

You laugh and shake her hand.

“Deal.”

NSFW - Adult Entertainment

It was a shock to discover that some of your favourite celebrities had filmed and released "adult entertainment". While a number of them had only made one type, others had made a variety.

How it works:

• Go to “Random.org”.
• Click on “Lists & More” and then “Lists Randomised”.
• Enter the names of 18+ people.
• Use the first 8 and see what genre their most popular video belongs to.

It was a shock to discover that some of your favourite celebrities had filmed and released “adult entertainment”. While a number of them had only made one type, others had made a variety.

Same Sex: Mina

“That’s it, that’s right. Take my fucking cock!”

Mina’s breasts jiggle with every thrust she sends into her co-star, the snap of her hips burying the strap on deep into her co-star’s pussy. All she has on is her shirt, unbuttoned to expose all of her body. The camera pans across her upper body, focusing on how sweat runs down Mina’s neck and down to her chest, her abs, then beyond. Mina has her tongue out, licking her lips at how delicious her co-star looks.

“You like that, Dahyunnie? Do you like having unnie’s cock in your tight pussy?”

“Yes, yes unnie, fuck my pussy with your cock, fuck your slutty dongsaeng, please!”

The camera turns to show Kim Dahyun in a similar state of undress. Dahyun has her glasses still perched on her face, but her skirt is hiked up to expose her pussy, and her shirt is left unbuttoned, her breasts uncovered. Mina leans over her, taking a nipple between her lips as she fucks Dahyun harder. Dahyun moans and whimpers in response, her body writhing atop the lab’s bench. Science experiments be damned, the only thing the two scientists wanted was sex with the other.

“That’s what I like to hear, Dahyunnie. You sound so pretty, so cute for unnie.”

Mina crashes her lips against Dahyun’s. Dahyun never stops moaning even when her tongue swirls against Mina’s. Mina smiles into the kiss when Dahyun actively tries to fuck herself on Mina’s strap.

“Close, Dahyunnie?”

“Yes unnie, please let Dahyunnie cum, please, please, just a bit more!”

“Mm. Cum on unnie’s cock, Dahyunnie.”

As if on command, Dahyun goes rigid, then her body convulses as her orgasm washes over her. A spray of fluid gushes onto Mina’s strap as Mina fucks Dahyun’s orgasming cunt, her lust increasing tenfold as she watches Dahyun squirt. Dahyun’s thighs tremble with the intense sensations flowing through her systems, and Mina pulls out of her, discarding her strap and harness, then her blouse. The camera’s unflinching sight records every proceeding.

“Dahyunnie, unnie hasn’t came yet. Be a good girl and help unnie get off, okay?”

She helps Dahyun up, tugging her clothes off. When both women are naked, Mina directs Dahyun to sit on the floor, before she takes position between Dahyun’s legs, her right leg over Dahyun’s left and Dahyun’s right over her left. The camera follows, panning over the naked bodies of both women, and their compromising yet uncompromising position.

“A-ah!”

“Mmf~!”

Mina brings her pussy to Dahyun’s. Both women drip with arousal—Dahyun’s from orgasm, Mina’s from anticipation. Both women grind against the other, their moans filling the science lab.

“You’re my good girl, Dahyunnie…”

Threesome: Sana

You can’t believe your luck. Two of the hottest idols of the 3rd generation sharing a bed with you, at the same time?

Lewd slurps echo around the room as Sana and Momo crash their lips together, tongue meeting in an erotic dance together. Both girls are naked, legs spread open on either side of you. The camera pans down their bodies, then halts at their crotches. Both your hands are busy with your partners—you have both middle and ring fingers deep in Sana’s and Momo’s dripping pussies, slick staining the sheets as they clench around your digits. Both girls return the favour—Sana jerks your shaft while Momo fondles your balls, and the mixed vocalizations of pleasure from all three of you fill the bedroom in a rousing score.

“気持ちいい!!!” Sana throws her head back when she breaks the kiss with Momo, the Japanese phrase torn from her lips when Momo chases her down, her lips wrapping around Sana’s nipple, taut with arousal. The sight of pure unadulterated lust displayed from the two Japanese women only spur you to fingerfuck them harder, and in turn, they jerk you quicker. You’re reminded of an infinite loop, only broken when someone inevitably orgasms.

“いく! いく，いく，いくいくいく!!!!”

With a loud cry, Momo is the first to explode. Her signature dolphin scream is all you hear before she adds to it with a hard squirt, her release spraying all over Sana as she convulses with every expulsion of fluid from her body. In front of her, Sana watches with shock before the visuals of her best friend squirting leads her down the same inevitable end—she falls back as her hips buck violently, a long gush of squirt showering both you and Momo in her pleasurable release. Both girls fall back, their hands moving off your shaft to rub their own clits hard in order to prolong their orgasms. You jerk yourself off watching both women cum, and within seconds, you join them in peak physical pleasure as semen spurts through the air, landing all over the bed, the three writhing bodies atop the sheets, and some on the floor of the bedroom. The camera never stops capturing the footage.

Sana and Momo recover very quickly. With a burst of rapid fire Japanese, Sana climbs to straddle your body, atop your still-erect shaft. Momo climbs over your face, planting her dripping pussy just above your mouth.

“Ngh~!” / “Ah~!”

Both girls sink onto their respective surfaces, then join lips for another makeout session. Beneath them, you’re in for another round of bliss.

You wouldn’t have it any other way, porn shoot or not.

Parody: Nayeon

Your tests on your car’s suspension appear to draw a pass with flying colours—the car rocks, but it definitely is stable, as stable as it can be when you’re fucking Im Nayeon hard over the hood of the vehicle.

Nayeon put herself up as the prize for a race between you and some shitbag of a driver, and you naturally won against the other man, who was all talk and no skill. As promised, Nayeon lets you drive her to a secluded alleyway in the outskirts of town before stripping her and having your way with her out in the open.

“Argh, fuck, fuck! Fuck!”

Nayeon writhes atop the hood, her legs spread wide open in the air. You have her hands pinned to the hood of the car, her top bunched up above her breasts as they jiggle with every thrust you send into her prone body. The sight is visual crack cocaine for your systems—you mentally laugh at the fucker who stormed back to his car and drove off after his loss. If he stayed, maybe he’d get to watch you fuck the girl right in front of him the same way you fuck her now.

“I’m gonna fucking cum, Nayeon!”

“Oh, oh, shit!”

Your thrusts do not cease, even when you’re pulsing shot after shot of cum deep into Nayeon’s pussy. In between every thrust, Nayeon squirts all over your body, gushes of her release running down your skin from your lower stomach, around your shaft, then down your legs. Squirt leaks off the hood of the car as well, pooling beneath your feet on the road. Both of you enjoy the bliss of mutual orgasms, and when you pull out, Nayeon smiles up at you.

“I want Round 2. Use my ass.”

Orgy: Olivia Hye

A cacophony of lewd sounds fill the studio. In any other kind of shoot, this would not be right, but considering the theme of tonight’s shoot, there are no other kinds of sounds that can be made. You rise from kneeling, your current female sex partner collapsing to the ground panting as your pearly white cum leaks from her freshly fucked pussy. Your eyes scan the multiple couples fucking all over the studio in various positions in front of all the rolling cameras—God, being in an orgy is so fucking hot, filmed or not. Your cock hardens again at the sight of all the sex around you, and you begin to search for your next partner. It doesn’t take long for your eyes to lock on the next woman.

Olivia Hye has her legs spread wide open, a nameless man exiting from between her thick meaty thighs. Her fingers run over her pussy, glistening with the man’s leaking cum, and she collects the leakage, depositing it into her mouth. With a low hum at the taste of the cum, she smiles when you step forward and take position between her legs, lining up your shaft with her pussy.

“Hi.”

“Hey.”

You know of the famous Olivia Hye, and you definitely don’t need an introduction. She also doesn’t really care who you are—her next sentence is definite proof she doesn’t care at all.

“You’re the sixth load I’m gonna take tonight, and just so you know, I’m ovulating. I don’t care what happens later, just breed me the way I want right now.”

Whether she was saying this for the shoot or for real, you couldn’t tell. However, breeding Olivia Hye? Hell yes.

With an almost animalistic grunt, you impale Olivia with your erection, straight to the hilt. Olivia is fucking tight and absolutely drenched—it’s no wonder to you that she’s taken five men’s loads so quickly. You begin to thrust hard, grunts escaping your throat with every hard clap of your crotch against hers.

“Oh, fuck, fuck! Yes, yes, just like that, fuck me hard like that, yes, fuck my pussy like that until you cum inside me, until you put a baby into my tummy!”

If you were fucking Olivia hard earlier, now you were animalistically pounding her pussy. Her filthy words took you to your basest desires—to fuck and breed the girl beneath you—and she definitely enjoyed it. Her legs lock around your hips, her eyes rolling back into her head as you rock her world with every thrust. A few more thrusts are all you need before you hit her G-spot, and her hips buck hard when the first contact is made. Now that you’re armed with the knowledge of what drives Olivia crazy, you wreak havoc on her body—every thrust strikes that spot while you rub her clit. Olivia writhes with every action, possessed by pleasure, by lust. She loses control of herself to the pleasure of sex, her eyes rolled back in her head, mouth agape, strings of unintelligible moans and words slurred together. Her deep voice only goes deeper before she goes rigid, silent, her face frozen in a scream.

Olivia explodes. You’re forced out of her body when a huge gush of fluid sprays up into the air and drenches both you and her. Olvia orgasms hard—her body literally quakes on the floor as hard gush after hard gush of her orgasm rains on you, her, and some unfortunate (or fortunate) nearby couples. She is a mess: her juices leak between her legs, mixed with the five loads of semen she took as well as some of her own cream. The mixture stains her skin, the floor, and pools between her spread thighs. You’re not better off either—you’re covered in her juices and her cream, but none of that matters, not when you haven’t bred her.

You give Olivia no breaks. Even before she finishes gushing, you’ve impaled her with your shaft, pounding her tight cunt. You lose count at six strokes—the tension in your body snaps, and the first of many thick shots of pearly white semen fire deep into Olivia’s womb. Your grunts mark every pulse of semen deep into her, your hips never ceasing their thrusts into Olivia, fucking your load deep into her pussy. Olivia moans with every shot of cum into her walls, her body stilling only when you’ve exhausted all the cum you can give her. You collapse to the side, panting hard, a huge grin on your face.

“Okay, cut!” The director of the shoot halts all filming, and the actors and actresses all pause.

“Thanks for the load, buddy.” Olivia turns to you, a soft smile on her face.

“Oh, uh… you’re welcome.” You can’t help but give in to your curiosity. “Did… did you really mean it when you said you were ovulating?”

“Oh, that? Yeah. Yeah, I’m ovulating right now. I love being bred like that, it turns me on so much. The risk, the gamble, it makes me so fucking wet.” At your shock, she grins. “Don’t worry, I’ll take pills and all that. I won’t get pregnant.”

She gives you a once-over.

“Though with how good you fucked me, I don’t think I’d mind you being Daddy.”

Public: Jihyo

—–

I think it’s time I didn’t put her into any of these askgames. It’s so hard to write her that this is the best I can come up with. Fuck.

—–

“It’s fine, babe. No one will see us.”

Jihyo’s top falls to the sand, as does her skirt. She bends over the smooth rocks at your corner of the beach.

“Come fuck me, babe.”

You don’t need to be told twice—camera or not, you’d do her good anyway.

Bondage: Choerry

—–

For @asmodeussoularium

—–

“Are you okay, Choerry?”

“Yep, Oppa!”

A red flush burns across Choerry’s cheeks as her eyes lock on the rolling camera of the phone, mounted on the tripod in front of her. She gives you, her Devil-oppa, a big grin when you bend over to plant a kiss on her lips, a rare soft showing. Another once-over, a soft mutter drawn from your lips, “You’re beautiful, Choerry.”

Whirr…

A flick of the switch, and the vibrator tied to Choerry’s thigh comes to life, the vibrating end right on her clit. Immediately, Choerry is writhing on her chair, yet unable to move—her hands and legs are tied to the back and legs of her seat, her thighs spread open for the camera to capture every droplet of her juices leaking from her already soaked pussy. Exhibitionism turns Choerry on beyond belief, and you’re letting her indulge in her not-so-secret kink—this video goes straight to Seulie, and then you’re going to fuck Choerry until Seulie comes over for that inevitable threesome. (She’s free today—you’ve checked.)

“Aaah~… Ffff—” Choerry gasps when you begin to undress, your shirt and shorts falling to the ground. Choerry’s eyes lock onto your hard cock, straight at attention and leaking precum. You jerk yourself off slowly to alleviate some pressure. Choerry’s burning, desperate gaze on her favourite toy is definitely what you want from her.

Lean down to Choerry’s ear, whisper the words that you know will haunt her until she cums.

“I wonder what’ll happen when our boss watches you squirt all over the floor for her.”

Choerry’s broken moan paired with the buck of her hips into the vibrator might as well be Beethoven’s symphonies. The stars in the sky, the power of the sun can’t even match how strong her lust and love for her boyfriend and unnie is. Choerry spares no words—she moans and writhes in the chair, the first trickle of cream beginning to leak from her nether lips to join the puddle beneath her sex.

Shining. That’s what Choerry is to you. She’s been shining even before Christmas Ball, from simpler times that you can’t even accurately pinpoint. Shining is also what her thighs and between her legs are doing right now, as slick and cream leak freely at the thought of her Haseulie-unnie watching her video. You kneel to admire Choerry’s body up close, to capture the image of your love in her most passionate, her most vulnerable.

“I love watching you, Choerry. My sunshine, so beautiful like that, dripping for me, dripping for Seulie. I just know she’d love to have her eyes on you when you’re letting go for us.”

Another buck of her hips, a loud broken moan. Your cock is impossibly hard, the temptation to untie her and fuck her is real. Instead, you run your fingers over her thick thighs while Choerry looks at you tearfully, the pleasure wrecking every sense she has. Sweat drips down Choerry’s face and neck, her body flushed red from arousal. You rise to plant your lips on hers, tongues meeting in an intimate swirl.

“You’re so beautiful like that, sunshine.”

Beautiful. The word you’ve used so much through this session. You can’t find a better word—Choerry is a star, the star you’ve orbited for two decades, your light. She is indeed the standard, the pinnacle of beauty, your love, your soulmate.

“O-Oppa, if you keep kissing me like that—oh, fuck!—I’m gonna cum.”

Choerry’s whining is the cutest, but you can’t give in to her. This is for Seulie, who loves edging Choerry and watching her being edged. In part, it is also for Choerry, who loves the pleasurable torture, in which the payoff is more than worth the effort, as well as having eyes on her at her horniest.

Flick.

“Aaaah~! Oppa, Oppa!!”

Choerry writhes in her seat, her arms and legs straining against the ropes that keep her bound. A rush of slick flows from between her legs, even more cream staining her red skin. You admire Choerry’s body again, her sweat-matted hair, her desperate eyes, her nipples, taut with arousal atop her supple chest, heaving from her uneven gasps for air, and her hips bucking hard against the vibrator, hungry for more pleasure. You reach for your shaft again, slow jerks across the length as you watch Choerry clench on nothing. You groan at the mess Choerry makes between her legs, the creamy slick staining her porcelain skin.

“Oppa, I’m gonna cu—ffgh!”

“No.” You tug the vibrator away from her clit. Choerry whines in response, her body moving to chase the pleasure that eludes her. You hold the toy just out of reach, the vibrations on her thigh the biggest tease. The biggest smug grin graces your features as you know Choerry is under your power. There is nothing she can do but beg.

“Please, oppa, let me cum, please!”

“No, Choerry. Not until I think you deserve to cum.”

“Please, Oppa?” Choerry somehow still retains the energy to flash puppy eyes at you, and even worse, she pouts. “Even when you know I love you?”

“Bruh. That’s 7 times today.”

You thin your lips in mock exasperation before you chase her lips for another kiss. The vibrator still stays out of reach, but you’re kissing her hungrily, almost as if to devour her with your love. You flick the vibrator to its highest, before planting it back on her clit. Instantly, Choerry is writhing against her restraints, the pleasure overloading all of her nerve receptors. You muffle her broken moan with another hungry kiss that she reciprocates, and then you begin to pepper her body with kisses.

As your lips travel down her body, from her lips to her neck and shoulders, you flick the switch on the vibrator randomly. High, low, medium, high, medium, high, low. Choerry has no choice but to accept your will, the volume of her moans, gasps, and whimpers changing with the different vibration speeds as well as your lips and tongue planting kisses and licks across the swell of her breasts then wrapping around her taut nipples.

“Oppa, oppa, fff—ugh! Oppa!”

Choerry can only helplessly call out your name, squeal it when you tug at her nipple with your lips. You grip the chair tightly as your other hand travels down to what you’ve been working towards—her pussy. A swipe across her labia has Choerry crying out in pleasure as she finally gets touched where she wants to be.

“Mm…” You hum as you trace her dripping slit with a finger. Slick coats your finger with every swipe, and then you add another finger to the mix. You leave her body with one more kiss, then you squat to fully appreciate the sight of Choerry’s arousal sticking to your fingers, the thick webs falling to join the ocean between her thighs.

Raise your fingers to your lips. Tongue on the pad of your middle finger, taste the sweet cherry essence of your cherry. Let the devil take control, indulge in the sinful desire. The whimpers and shaking breaths from your sunshine girl only make you smile.

“Taste.”

With one word, Choerry wraps her lips around your index finger, her tongue swirling around the tip and pad.

“My sweet girl, my sweet sunshine.”

Choerry flushes under the praise. You’re not one to compliment her that much, but you’re always the most honest during physical affection.

“Oh, FUCK~!”

Choerry squeals when you insert one finger into her pussy. God, she’s so fucking tight. You muffle your string of curses when her pussy almost sucks your middle finger in, her walls almost crushing you. You turn the vibrator up, your finger hitting her G-spot with ease.

“Nnnngh, no, Oppa, Oppa!”

Choerry once again strains against the ropes keeping her bound. Her hips roll with every curl of your fingers as her head falls back, a deep groan echoing around the room when you push your index finger in. You keep your thrusts and curls slow—Choerry can’t cum so quickly yet, after all.

“Keep your eyes on the camera, Choerry. Seulie loves it when you cum for her.”

Ah, the squeeze, the cream, the slick. Solar flares explode across the surface of the sun, spots of dark burning their way across her mind. Lust consumes her bit by bit, and you fully intend on corrupting this cherry of yours. The Devil and his Cherry, sin and purity, yet the lack of it simultaneously.

Flick.

Choerry screams when you give her your all. Vibrator on the highest, your fingers scissoring, curling, thrusting as fast as you can. You can’t resist teasing her just a bit more.

“Look at you, my sunshine, going crazy for me, for Seulie. I wonder what Seulie would think watching you cum on camera for her. I know I’d think you look the prettiest cumming for us.”

Choerry babbles incoherently at the sight of your eyes on her. Your lustful yet adoring gaze takes her close to the edge, and you’re more than aware about that fact.

“I love you, my sunshine.”

A smile.

“Cum.”

The sun explodes.

A tsunami erupts from her nether lips, the explosion of her juices rushing over every inch of space between her thighs. Choerry’s scream pairs with the deafening hiss of her squirt gushing from her orgasming pussy, the liquid spraying all over her skin and pouring off the chair. Gush after gush after gush blends into an extended stream, the vibrator against Choerry’s clit only prolonging her sweet release.

“That’s it, Choerry, cum for me, come for Seulie.”

Another hard gush sprays from Choerry’s pussy. This time, you pull the vibrator away and replace it with a hand, rubbing her clit hard. Another scream, another jet of squirt spraying messily all over the floor. Haseul will definitely go crazy watching her.

When Choerry stills, you run to stop the camera. A few taps of your fingers on a nearby towel, then another few taps on the screen has the video flying through the Corp’s secure network to Seulie. Instantly, you’re back next to Choerry, untying her from her seat after wiping up whatever mess you can with the towels.

“Oppa, you’re still hard.” Choerry grins. “I wanna make you feel good too.” Her now free hand moves up to stroke your shaft, and you curse sharply as she kisses you on the tip, tongue darting out to lick the dripping precum.

“Let me take care of you, Oppa.”

“No, wait—!”

“Nuh-uh, Oppa. Until Haseul-unnie comes, you’re mine!”

Massage: Yeojin

“Ahhh fuck… that’s it, right there.”

The tension in your back releases under Yeojin’s skilful touch. You feel the weight on your back leave as well, the tiny girl hopping off the table with a wide grin.

“Great! That’s the last of your tense spots!

You get up from the bed to face Yeojin, wanting to thank her for a job well done. However, before you can speak, Yeojin cuts you off.

"I know you’re about to thank me, pay me, and leave, but I’ve decided to give you a little discount, but only if you do something for me.”

A coy smile, and Yeojin unties the sash to her bathrobe. A tug on the bathrobe sends it sliding off her shoulders to the ground, her naked body on display for your eyes, as well as the camera filming this encounter. Your towel tents with how hard your cock is.

“You’ve been one of my best customers, and I’m going to give you this session and every session after for free if you promise to fuck me after I’m done massaging you every time.”

Oh, fuck. Free massages and free sex with a hot girl anytime you want? Hell yeah!

“Good, we start now.”

Yeojin pulls you to stand, and she takes your place at the table. She bends herself over the table, spreading her legs open to show you both of her holes, before she spreads open her labia to show her hole.

“This hole first. Don’t toy with me, I want a good fucking.”

You throw the towel around your waist aside and line yourself up to her hole, Yeojin’s hum of approval thick with lust as you start to push the tip in. However, you decide to surprise her with a hard snap of your hips, which sends your full length deep into her tiny, tight pussy. Yeojin screams as you begin to pound her hard, using her body like your personal fleshlight. Every thrust hits her G-spot.

“OH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! THAT’S IT, THAT’S IT! FUCK MY PUSSY JUST LIKE THAT, FUCK ME UNTIL I CAN’T EVEN THINK!”

You grip Yeojin’s waist and pull her back into you with every snap of your hips against her ass. She wanted a good fucking, and all you need to do is to ravage her according to her request. You grab her chest harshly, kneading at the taut nipples atop her breasts, and Yeojin’s guttural scream echoes around the room as her pussy forces your cock out with how hard she gushes squirt all over the floor. She is long gone, her eyes rolled back into her head, tongue hanging out of her open mouth, a line of drool dripping down to her chin.

You don’t wait for her to finish orgasming before you slam your cock back into her orgasming cunt. She is painfully tight, but you don’t care at all, not when you have yet to fill her hole with cum. It is with that thought that you pound her through your first orgasm, your semen spurting deep into her body and painting her walls with a sheen of white seed.

When you pull out of Yeojin, you’re still impossibly hard. Perhaps it’s the cameras trained on you, perhaps it’s the feeling of having fucked Yeojin and yourself through one of the best orgasms both you and her have ever had in this secret career of an adult video talent. Whatever it is, you know Yeojin wants another round of sex, and you put yourself balls deep in her again, beginning to pound her body once more.

It might be a long shoot, but you know it’ll be a really good one.

Masturbation: Tzuyu

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For @co-reborn

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“Hi, Daddy~.”

A display of Chou Tzuyu sitting down on your teacher’s desk flashes on your phone screen.

“I’ve been such a naughty girl, Daddy, do you know that?”

Tzuyu begins to unbutton her blouse. More and more creamy skin is exposed to your eyes, then the swell of her breasts, then the valley of her cleavage. Bit by bit, her upper body is exposed to you, then all of it when she throws her blouse aside.

“I wore no underwear to school, daddy, and I made sure to show everyone my dripping pussy. The boys really wanted to fuck me, I could see their hard cocks tenting their pants, you know that?”

She smiles coyly as she begins to hike her skirt up.

“Guess what, Daddy? I let them fuck me. My pussy is full of their cum right now, and I wanted to show you how much of a slut I am, by masturbating for you while I’ve been pumped full of cum from other Daddies.”

A thick stream of cum leaks from Tzuyu’s pussy when she spreads her legs open, her pussy lips seperating with an audible wet smack. The white stream flows onto Tzuyu’s fingers, and she deposits the mess on her fingers with her tongue.

“Mmm, their cum tastes so good, Daddy. They fucked your baby girl sooooo good, I’m getting so wet thinking about how many boys lined up to use this slutty pussy. Their cocks were all so big, so hard, and they fucked me so good that I squirted all over the bathroom every time.”

Tzuyu sticks two fingers deep into herself, a loud moan escaping her open mouth.

“I squirted so hard, Daddy, more than I ever squirted with you. I’ve never taken so much cock before and now I’m so happy I have, because I’m such a slut for anyone’s cum. Daddy’s cock pales in comparison to all of their cocks, because I’ve never been filled this much when I fuck you, Daddy.”

Tzuyu’s fingers ferociously pump into herself. Slick and cum leaks from her hole, the mixture leaking onto the wood of your table. Every word she says makes you angrier and angrier. She’s your girl, your slut, your fucktoy. How dare she prostitute herself like that? How dare she?!

“I know you must be really angry, Daddy. I don’t care, because I’ve already had my share of sex today. All these boys made me cum my heart out, and I’m so happy. I’m gonna go home and enjoy the rest of my day away from you, and then maybe I’ll come back tomorrow to school and strip naked in the parade square so any boy who wants a piece of my body can fuck me and fill me with as many loads as they want. It’s not about what you want any more, Daddy. It’s about what I, Chou Tzuyu, want. And I want to be the school slut, because I love cum, especially when I’m fucked full of it.”

Tzuyu’s every other word is broken by her moans as she fucks herself hard. Wet squelches fill your surroundings as Tzuyu’s fingers piston deep into her messy, slutty hole, and with a scream, Tzuyu fires an almost neverending violent jet of squirt from between her legs. You can hear the loud splattering of her juices spraying all over the floor of your classroom, and Tzuyu’s body convulsing is the last sight you see before the video goes black.

You just received this video three minutes ago. You know where exactly Tzuyu is right now.

You have a school slut to punish.

Let Noona Help

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Tags: Breeding, Noona!Haseul, JAV plot inspired

For @midnightdancingsol and @asmodeussoularium.

Enjoy!

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Knock Knock!

“Hajoon-ie, it’s Haseul-noona! Open up, please!”

Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Check your shirt, check your shorts. How about your hair? Do you look presentable enough for Haseul-noona? Check one more time, you have to look decent!

“H-Hi, noona.”

“Ah, Hajoon-ie~! Thank God you’re here!” Haseul’s million-watt smile greets your sight. “I forgot my keys and Yeojinnie locked the door… Can I crash at your place until she comes back?”

Jo Haseul-noona is your next door neighbour. She’s also your other neighbour Im Yeojin’s older cousin. She’s your ideal girl—hyperactive, bright, extroverted, and adorable. Her tendency to take care of those younger than her has made her the apple of many eyes, yours included. At 24, Haseul does not lack choices for a potential boyfriend, and it is with that thought that you never make any moves, even though you crush super hard on her.

“S-Sure, noona! Come in, come in.”

Oh fuck. Haseul-noona’s in your home. It’s time to hit the panic button.

“Noona, would you like something to drink?”

“Ah, water would be fine, Hajoon-ie! Thank you~!” Another million-watt smile flashes your way, and well, now you’re putty for her.

“Make yourself at home, noona. You can use my Netflix.”

“Okay!”

—–

When you return, Haseul is already midway through a movie about some previous dynasty in Korea or China, and she’s particularly engrossed in the show.

“Noona, your water.”

“Thank you, Hajoon-ie! Come, come sit with Noona. Noona ’s wanted to watch this show for a while!”

You can’t deny her anything. Simp.

Haseul reacts a lot when she watches the show. She shifts around regularly, making soft sounds like humming, gasping, and the occasional “Ooooh~” when the plot unravels. However, you’re only half immersed in the movie, because Haseul has shifted closer and closer to you throughout the duration of said movie. She used to be just next to you, but now she’s almost cuddled up next to you, her shoulder against yours. You’re close enough to smell her perfume, and when you turn just a little to the right, you’re greeted by Haseul-noona’s angelic features.

If Haseul-noona has noticed you staring, she hasn’t said anything, but you doubt she has. After all, she’s fully immersed in the movie anyway. You take the chance to gaze at the features of the woman you crush on: silky brown hair that runs down to her chest, her gorgeous monolid eyes that shine brightly with every grin, her cute long nose, and her kissable lips. Oh, you wish to one day be able to just kiss her. One kiss, just one.

When you turn your eyes back to the screen, you’re shell-shocked to see an intimate scene playing on the show. The main character has the female lead in his bedchambers, and both characters are copulating. Haseul squeals and buries her face into your shoulder as she peeks at the screen occasionally. You wonder how this made it onto Netflix when the camera shows the topless actress riding the actor, but deep down inside you, you’re panicking that you’re pretty much watching porn with your beloved Haseul-noona. However, behind that panic, you’re unable to rid yourself of one dirty thought—what if Haseul-noona was the female lead, and you were the male lead?

“No, no, no,” you think, “Do not lewd Haseul-noona.”

You turn to look at your Haseul-noona, and that decision to look delivers you a fresh dose of panic. At the angle that she leans into you, you’re presented with a clear view down her yellow button up, right into the deep valley of her cleavage. Mentally, you’re a broken man at the combined thought of the sex on screen and the clear shot of Haseul’s cleavage. You’re unable to tear your eyes away from her chest, and the tenting of your shorts isn’t helping.

“Oh ho ho, what’re you looking at, Hajoon-ie?”

Haseul tilts your chin up, and you tear your eyes away from her chest too late. She’s grinning, and you’re terrified.

“N-Nothing, noona! I promise!”

“No, no, lying is bad, Hajoon-ie. Don’t lie to noona.”

“I… I wasn't—I…”

“Now, now, Hajoon-ie, this says otherwise~.”

Haseul slides a hand over your thigh, right over your bulge. You yelp when she glides onto your hard bulge, massaging your cock over your shorts.

“Don’t lie to noona, Hajoon-ie. Lying is wrong~.”

This isn’t real. No way.

“I—I was looking…”

“Mhm?”

“I was looking at… at your… your boobs, noona.”

“And what about them, Hajoon-ie?”

You’re at a loss of words from a cocktail of arousal, fear, and confusion. Haseul doesn’t seem angry, but she could be. She does sound very teasing though. Perhaps there’s hope.

“They're… I…”

Haseul giggles.

“Do you wanna see them, Hajoon-ie?”

What??

You sit on the sofa with muted shock as Haseul climbs over you, straddling your body. Her hands work each button open, pace excruciatingly slow, until her shirt falls open to reveal her breasts, encased within a red bra. Haseul reaches behind her back, an audible click signifying the removal of the barrier between her chest and your eyes. The bra falls onto your lap and Haseul throws it aside, her hands resting on your shoulders. Your eyes fall to her breasts, and you feel a rush of arousal course your systems as you gaze in wonder—Haseul-noona’s taut nipples sit atop porcelain skin, each a perfect handful. Her areolae and nipples are brown, and the contrast only draws even more of your fancy.

“Go on, Hajoon-ie. Touch them.”

You raise a hand hesitantly as you scan Haseul’s features for any sign of a trick. She offers you a wide grin and a nod, the push you need to confirm her consent. A light blush dusts her cheeks with red, but she still appears confident in what she wants. Your right hand lands on her left breast, and the soft gasp that Haseul releases sends chills down your body. Gently, you knead her flesh while Haseul rests her hands on your shoulders. She leans in, her breath brushing against your lips with her sultry whisper.

“Kiss me, Hajoon-ie.”

You waste no time connecting your lips to hers. Her tongue meets yours in an openmouthed kiss, both of your moans mixing with the sounds of slurping when Haseul grinds herself against your bulge. You reciprocate, grinding upwards against Haseul to increase the amount of pleasure both of you draw from the other. Your left hand reaches around her to rest on her upper back, exploring the smooth skin across the expanse of her body and the curve of her spine.

“Fuck, it feels so good, noona.”

“I feel really good too, Hajoon-ie.”

Haseul initiates the next openmouthed kiss. This time, you can feel her desperation—she pushes you into the kiss. You can’t get enough of Haseul, and neither can she get enough of you. The delicious friction of her against you is good, but inadequate. Even with your hand on her chest, it’s still not enough. Haseul rolls her hips over your crotch, a particularly hard grind drawing a whine from the woman on top. The kiss only breaks out of the need for air, a strand of saliva falling from between your tongues, lips swollen from the passion both of you share.

“Hajoon-ie, suck on my tits, please.”

The sinful whine Haseul lets go when your lips wrap around her right nipple goes straight to your hard cock. Another rush of precum beads your tip, and the stickiness in your underwear is starting to get more than uncomfortable. Haseul pulls you into her chest, almost smothering you in her flesh while you flick your tongue over her nipple, your finger doing the same with her other. You wonder if this is heaven—even if Haseul’s skin tastes slightly salty from sweat, you’re more than content with where you are now with your Haseul-noona grinding against you while you suck on her breasts. You’d only dreamt of such a situation before, but now you could confidently say you were living the dream. In fact, you could die happy right now.

“Hajoon-ie, Hajoon-ie, Hajoon~!”

You interrupt Haseul’s moans with another deep, sloppy kiss. This kiss is desperate—both of you chase the other’s lips even though you’re already kissing each other hard. Tongues lash against the other’s and your bodies grind harder. You break the kiss, opting to chase Haseul’s nipple again. You switch your target this time—your tongue lashes at Haseul’s left nipple, finger on her right. Her chest glistens with your spit and her sweat. You speed up the tempo of your ministrations on Haseul—you want her, no, need her.

“No, Hajoon, Hajoon-ie, Song Hajoon!”

Haseul squeals when she suddenly shudders, unable to support herself atop your body. She falls forward, her chest smothering you as she spasms atop your trapped self. Her hips grind down hard against your bulge, a barrage of curses amidst whiny moans and whimpers of your name right next to your ear when she bucks hard, a warm and wet feeling spreading across your clothed crotch. When Haseul stops rocking atop your body, she raises herself off you, releasing you from your temporary prison.

“Hajoon-ie, noona came…”

Haseul crawls off your body to stand in front of you. A huge wet spot stains her jeans, as well as over your hard bulge. You’re almost driven crazy at the sight—your Haseul-noona just orgasmed dry humping against you while you sucked on her tits. Not only that, she squirted in her pants and all over you while moaning your name, cursing all the way.

“Sorry Hajoon-ie, noona made a mess…” Haseul bites her lip, her hands clasping together in front of her. She looks sheepish, embarrassed at having dirtied you with her juices. You push yourself off the couch to stand right in front of Haseul, who yelps in surprise. You pull your shirt off, throwing it aside, then take one of Haseul’s hands to cup your hard bulge once more. You heave a sigh of relief at her touch, before you speak.

“You came, noona, but I didn’t. What’re you going to do about it?”

Haseul gasps. Her face burns bright red, but lust lights up her eyes.

“I’ll tell you what I want, noona. I want you.”

Haseul crashes her lips against yours right after you finish speaking. She grabs a handful of your ass to pull you in and deepen the kiss, and you grab both of her asscheeks in return. The kiss is short—Haseul breaks it in favour of undoing her jeans and removing them with her panties. You pull your shorts and briefs off, hurriedly throwing them to the side to return all your attention to your Haseul-noona. Haseul stands in front of you, her hands clenched into fists at the side, eyes locked onto your hard shaft sticking up towards her. You take the time to ogle Haseul’s naked body too. She is clean shaven, her full thighs stained with slick from her earlier orgasm. White precum drips off the tip to the floor as your shaft twitches at the sight of Haseul’s naked body.

“Oomph!”

Haseul leaps at you, pushing you back onto the couch. She straddles you once more, her knees on either side of your legs. Her lips colliding into yours for another erotic dance with your tongues. Neither of you can keep the kiss going for long—the need for air surfaces very quickly. Both of you pant heavily in excitement and lust as Haseul grabs your hard shaft and pumps it a few times before she slides herself over your length. You moan at the feeling of Haseul’s slick coating your length as she prepares you for sex with her.

“Sit back and relax, Hajoon-ie. Let noona help, okay?”

Haseul grips your shaft by the base, and she raises herself to line your tip with her wet hole. She releases more soft moans when she brushes your cock across her wet slit, more and more of her juices dripping down your hard length. When Haseul stops moving your shaft, you have to choke back a loud groan when Haseul sinks herself down on your cock. Inch after inch of your hard sex disappears into Haseul’s body, her walls wrapping your shaft so deliciously tight, so comfortably warm. You’re unable to resist making sounds soon after—gasps and whimpers escape your open mouth when Haseul takes you to the hilt.

Haseul feels like heaven. Her tight walls squeeze you ever so often when they twitch, and the friction with every movement threatens to tip you over into orgasm. Haseul probably feels the same too—you’re twitching hard within her pussy, precum flowing up your tip into her walls ever so often. She falls on you again as you wrap your arms around her body, cuddling her tight against you.

“Fuck, noona, so fucking tight!”

“You feel so big in me, Hajoon-ie, noona might go crazy…”

It takes a while before both of you can move. When Haseul pushes herself to look at you, she plants a chaste kiss on your lips.

“I’m going to start, Hajoon-ie.”

When you nod, Haseul rises until half of your shaft is out of her, then she sinks down back to the hilt. Two sets of moans fill the room, then again as Haseul repeats her actions. You grip Haseul’s hips, guiding Haseul up and down your shaft as you lean against the backrest of your sofa, content in watching your noona have sex with you.

“You can move too, Hajoon.”

With Haseul’s guidance, you push up into Haseul when she pushes herself down onto you. Her squeal of pleasure goes straight to your cock—the hard twitch and burst of precum, as well as the burst of pleasure coursing through your system feels so damned good. Never in your dreams would you have ever thought sex felt like that—you were a virgin before this, and now, not anymore.

“Oh my God, Haseul-noona, fuck, so good, fuck!”

“Yes, yes, God, fuck, Hajoon-ie, you’re twitching so much, ah! Does… Does noona’s pussy make you so happy?”

“Fuck, yes! Yes!”

“Good, pffh, fuck noona harder then, show noona how good you feel!”

At her command, you begin to fuck into her hard. You begin to experiment with angles, with levels of strength. Haseul cradles you in her embrace as you fuck up into her body, content with how good the sex feels. A wordless stream of moans echoes next to your ear with every thrust, just as yours echo into her chest. Her hands grip your back and head tightly, to the point of slight pain when her nails dig into your skin. You decide to use your knowledge of her sensitive nipples from earlier to your advantage again—lips wrap around nipple once more, but you now softly suckle on her breast as you fuck up into her.

“Yes, yes, Hajoon-ie, suck on noona’s tits, suck on noona’s tits!”

You pinch a nipple with your left finger and thumb, then tweak it slightly as you nibble on her other nipple. Haseul squeals again, her hips bucking down hard on your crotch. At the same time, you fuck up hard into her, and she nearly screams as you pass over a rough patch in her pussy.

Found it.

With your newfound knowledge, every subsequent thrust up into Haseul strikes her G-spot. The creaking of the sofa dragging against your floors mixes with both yours and Haseul’s loud moans, as well as the loud claps of sex. Haseul’s hips buck wildly against yours, and you can feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

“Noona, I’m not going to last much longer!”

“Me too, Hajoon-ie, I’m so close, oh fuck!” Haseul bounces herself hard atop your cock, her words broken up by loud moans and gasps of pleasure.

“Where do you—?”

“Inside me, I needs to feel your cum in my pussy!”

Those are the hottest words you’ve ever heard.

“OH, FUCK!”

With a loud cry, you’re unable to hold yourself back. The first violent spurt of semen fires deep into Haseul’s waiting pussy, rope after rope of white hot cum fucked deep into your beloved noona. At the same time, Haseul screams as a huge gush of fluid sprays all over your crotch when her pussy contracts tightly around your cock, half a second after your orgasm hits. Both of you simultaneously see white as thick, pearly cum paints Haseul’s pussy white and Haseul squirts all over your tummy and crotch with each shot of cum deep into her. Both of you never stop fucking the other, hell bent on prolonging your pleasure through the other’s body. You’re unable to count how many shots of cum fills your Haseul-noona’s pussy, but you know it is enough to not only fill her cunt, but overflow out of the gaps between your cock and her pussy. Your cum stains her skin and yours, some of it running down your balls to the couch to mix with her squirt.

Both of you collapse in a mess of tangled limbs and exhausted bodies. Your chests heave in attempts to regain as much of your breath as possible after your intense orgasms. You can’t help but hug Haseul-noona tight, a prayer that this isn’t a one-time thing being recited in your mind.

“You came so much, Hajoon-ie…”

A deluge of cum leaks out onto your balls when your softened cock slips out of Haseul’s used pussy. Haseul pushes herself off you, another thick glob of white dripping out of her hole when she moves to stand. Cum drips down her thighs, and she collects it with a finger, raising it to her mouth to taste you.

Oh, fuck. You came in her.

“Noona, fuck! What if you—”

“Hehe, then Hajoon-ie, you have to take responsibility~. I could be carrying your baby.”

You whimper at the words, the thought of Haseul being pregnant with your baby simultaneously scaring you, yet turning you on. Your soft cock twitches a bit at the thought, and Haseul laughs.

“Hajoon-ie, you’re so naughty. You’re getting turned on at the thought of getting noona pregnant?”

You’re not sure whether to panic.

“Don’t worry Hajoon-ie, noona’s safe. If not, I wouldn’t have asked you to cum in me.”

Haseul turns around to her bag, rummaging through its contents. You wonder what she’s looking for, until she pulls out her bunch of keys.

“I’m sorry, Song Hajoon, I lied.”

“What?”

“I had my keys all along, Hajoon-ie.”

“Wait. Huh?”

“I wanted to spend time with you…” A shy smile spreads across Haseul’s face, her cheeks beginning to redden. “I just wanted to come hang out with you, and maybe make a move on you, and… well…”

You open your mouth to speak, then close it. You’re not sure what to say, but you imitate a fish perfectly in shock.

“Song Hajoon, you’re so cuteee~!” Haseul comes over to pinch your cheeks, then she plants a kiss on your nose. “We’re dating from today!

What the fuck.

"But!”

You sit up straight as Haseul puts her hands on her hips.

“Now, we shower first. You made a mess of me.”

Haseul huffs and pouts, then she pulls you up into a deep kiss. You can’t help but whine in embarrassment when your cock hardens again with Haseul’s tongue swirling against yours.

“Wah, Hajoon-ie, so strong and youthful.” Haseul giggles, and then she tiptoes to your ear.

“Let’s get into the shower, and you can use my pussy again. Let noona help you one more time, okay?”

She giggles again.

“I can’t wait to feel you cum in me one more time.”

Worth Your While (ft. LOONA’s Haseul)

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Thanks to @passingnotions for the idea, here’s dom Haseul.

Warning: Non-Con / Dub-Con!

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Leadership is tough. It’s tough enough leading your iteration of the Student Council as is, being the Vice President, and being the second representative of the entire student body. You’re swamped with work as is, and so is your President, Jo Haseul. You can’t say you don’t like the job, but it still sucks—you have to deal with event organization, managing of student suggestions, proposing and editing of school rules, and handling a slew of miscellaneous projects regarding the student body.

You’re lucky you have a spot to relax at the back of the school, behind all the science labs. Stairs connect the different levels of the science block, and on the ground level there exists an empty spot where no one goes to. You’ve adopted that spot as your relaxation spot, and you definitely need it today—you’re feeling the burnout from dealing with the same paperwork day in and day out.

Haseul is nowhere to be found again, and you don’t really blame her. Everyone needs their break at times, and if hers is to disappear the same way you did, then so be it. You near your spot, and you’re more than happy to finally be able to relax. You turn the corner around the wall, and that’s when the sight of Council President Jo Haseul leaning on the wall at your spot, a lit cigarette between her right index and middle fingers. Her usual grey sweater vest pools on the ground next to her. Haseul lifts the cigarette to her lips and takes a long drag, the smoke rising high into the air as she exhales.

“What the fuck?!”

“Oh, fuck, shit!”

Haseul drops the cigarette, short stamps extinguishing the stick when she sees you. You frown in disbelief and disappointment. This is Jo Haseul, President of the Student Council. You know for a fact she’s booked many students for detentions and talks with the discipline master for their smoking habits, and that she knows the rulebook damned well. Yet, here she is with the same cigarettes between her lips that doomed so many of her fellow students. You storm up to her, demanding answers.

“Haseul! Persuant to Section 3, Rule 4, Point A, students are not to smoke within the school comp—”

“Shut the fuck up. Shut. The. Fuck. Up. You saw nothing, okay?”

“What do you mean I saw nothing? The fucking cigarette was in your hands! I’m reporting you to Mr Park!”

“No, you’re not.”

“Of course I am. You’re being a fucking hypocrite and you shoul—”

“Shut the fuck up! This job’s fucking stressful, okay?“

"Yeah, and stress doesn’t mean you should be breaking the rules that the school set out. And stress doesn’t mean you should be a hypocrite to the students by smoking, then catching them and punishing them for doing the same thing. I didn’t know you were such a bitch, Haseul.”

“That’s it. Fuck!”

Haseul pulls you in by your tie, then flips you around to pin you back first against the wall. She glares at you, before glancing at your compromising position.

“That’s it. Since you fucked my rest time up for me, you’re going to need to pay it back. It’s only fair. You take my fun away, I’ll take my fun back. I fully expect you to shut the fuck up after this, because this will also be worth your while.”

Haseul grabs you by the throat and applies some force, a gasp drawn from your throat involuntarily.

“If I get any fucking repercussions from this little… incident, I’m gonna make your life hell.”

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Haseul’s left hand deftly maneuvers down your shirt, the buttons sliding out of the holes. Bit by bit, she exposes your chest to her eyes, and she grins when she sees your somewhat fit body.

“Oh, I didn’t know you hid these under your clothes…”

“What the fuck are you doing?” You manage to croak the question from her grip on your neck, but she squeezes harder.

“Did I say you could speak?”

Haseul raises her finger to leave a burning trail over your chest.

“Wow, you’re fit. Why didn’t you show this earlier? Maybe I’d have picked you up for some fun.”

“Wh-what? What’re you—hrk!” Another squeeze.

“Oh, you know.” Haseul grins, almost maniacal. “You know what’s the most fun girls can have.”

The finger on your torso becomes a hand cupping your crotch. You yelp, and Haseul begins to unzip your pants, reaching within to fondle your rapidly hardening shaft.

“Maybe I’m gonna fuck the stress away instead, hm? You should be thankful you found me, because now you’ll get to enjoy having my pussy milk your pathetic cock.”

Before you can react, Haseul manages to undo your pants. She yanks at both your pants and underwear roughly when she lets go of you for a brief moment, and they pool around your legs. You try to run when she lets go of you, but with your pants around your ankles and a swift shifting of Haseul’s leg, you trip and land painfully on the concrete. You crawl backwards as quickly as you can, but Haseul grabs onto your pants and yanks them off you, pulling your shoes along on the way. Her hand finds her way over your erection, which forces you to a halt.

“What the fuck? Let me go! Let go of me!” You try to move and kick away, but Haseul redirects everything with ease.

“Oh wow, so thick and hard for me. Twitching too. Mmm, veiny as well.” Haseul begins to stroke your shaft, her other hand spreading your legs open. “Your balls are so big and full too. I wonder what it’d feel like when you empty them into my slutty pussy.”

The filthy string of words nearly draws a moan from your throat, but you refuse to let Haseul know that she was arousing you. However, your body isn’t following your mind—your cock twitches and precum beads the tip, your foreskin spreading the lubrication over the crown.

“Oh wow, you’re twitching. Did you like hearing me talk about how I want you to cum in my pussy?” A grin spreads over Haseul’s face when you twitch again, more precum beading on the tip. “Hm, you do. Glad to know you’re on board, because I love it when the men I fuck finish in me. I love the feeling of their cock pulsing as their warm semen hits my walls, I love when they fuck their cum deep into my tummy. It makes me feel so hot, so wet, so fucking horny.”

Your shaky breaths are all Haseul needs to know she’s getting to you.

“Huh. You’re pathetic. I’m here talking about fucking you against your will, and here you are getting hard and wet. You’re fucking turned on by this, aren’t you?”

With a laugh, Haseul slaps your cock. You gasp as the pain sets in with pleasure, and she rises from between your legs, her hands reaching beneath her skirt. They descend with her pink panties in tow before she steps out of them and bunches it up, kneeling above your chest to shove it into your mouth as a makeshift gag.

“Now shut the fuck up while I fuck the cum out of you.”

—–

Haseul holds your left leg up in the air, your right leg left dangling. You’re bent over as if you’re the bottom in missionary, but she steps over you, her legs on either side of your ass. She grips your shaft tightly around the base, almost too tightly, and she straddles your butt, then lowers herself to line your shaft up with her entrance. Her skirt falls to cover your shaft from sight. Haseul sighs in relief when your wet tip glides along her dripping slit, her juices running down your shaft.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had a cock in me, and Mommy’s fucking horny, baby boy.”

With a loud gasp, Haseul sinks herself down on your shaft. A moan is ripped from your throat as Haseul’s tight, wet, warm walls squeeze you painfully, yet so pleasurably.

“Oh, fuck…”

You’d never admit it to Haseul, but the feel of her tight pussy around your shaft put you somewhat close to the edge. You bite down hard on your bottom lip when Haseul’s thighs flex to push herself up along your cock, leaving just the tip in before she drops herself back to the hilt. She finds her rhythm almost instantly, and soon enough, Haseul is using your cock for her pleasure, fucking herself atop it akin to a dildo.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s right. That’s it. Mommy’s craved the feeling of being filled like that for so long, fuck.” Haseul grinds her hips in circles on your shaft, her words broken up by moans when she grazes her G-spot. “Look at you, you’re fucking pathetic. Just the feel of a girl’s pussy around your useless cock and you’re whimpering and trembling.”

It’s true, you’re shaking and whimpering under Haseul’s every action. Haseul’s grinding halts before she resumes fucking herself atop your shaft. This time, another moan is ripped out of your throat—Haseul isn’t gentle at all, not when she has control of you in the Amazon position. Gravity aids her in getting you to fuck her deeper—your shaft hits her in places even her favourite dildo can’t reach.

"Oh my God, oh, oh my fucking God, maybe—fuck! Maybe you’re not so pathetic, shit, you’re fucking hitting me there, right, there, fuck~!”

Every bounce of Haseul’s atop your shaft sends her G-spot rubbing deliciously along the length of your cock. The erotic wet squelches fill the air of the empty stairwell, and you’re trying your darnedest not to show Haseul how good she makes you feel.

“Go on, moan for Mommy. Tell Mommy how good it feels, how great it is that you’re getting fucked by Mommy like that. Your cock feels so fucking good in me, oh, and… and… fuck, fuck! Oh, fuck! I… Oh shit, this useless cock might actually make me cum, this useless cock might—!”

With a loud growl of “Fuck!”, Haseul’s pussy contracts hard, her walls pulsating around your cock. At the same time, gushes of fluid squirt out of Haseul’s orgasming cunt, drenching your face and torso as she spasms on top of you. At the same time, your orgasm hits you unexpectedly, your hips bucking up into Haseul’s crotch as your cock erupts, thick white semen painting Haseul’s cunt white, your seed firing deep into her womb. Spurt after spurt after spurt of cum fills Haseul’s orgasming cunt as she gushes over and over, your body covered in a sheen of Haseul’s juices.

Haseul throws your legs down. You lie on the floor spent, but the sound of Haseul almost tearing her blouse open and ripping her skirt off keeps your eyes on her. Haseul is now fully naked, and she rushes to squat atop your cock, dirtied by a mixture of semen, her cream, and squirt, then she impales herself atop your shaft, bouncing up and down your shaft as you protest with desperation.

“No, no, Haseul, no!”

“Oh, yes, YES! You thought I was done, idiot? No, no I’m not. Maybe someone as worthless as you can only go for one round, but I’m not this easily satisfied. Shut the fuck up and breed my tight pussy like the toy you are!”

Having orgasmed once, you’re sensitive beyond belief. A cocktail of pain and pleasure rushes through your veins, the concoction akin to electric shocks spark across your body, the core generation at the messy connection between you and Haseul. Haseul is relentless—she slams herself against your lap as if you’re the last fuck she’ll ever have, as if you’re not even a person. To her, you might as well have just been a cock to fuck. You slide into Haseul easily, your cum an extra volume of lubrication for Haseul to fuck herself on you.

"Cum, cum, cum! Mommy wants your seed!”

Wordlessly, your second orgasm explodes deep into Haseul. You barely last a few minutes against Haseul’s ceaseless fucking of your shaft, and you dimly register the sounds of Haseul screaming as even more gushes of squirt spray all over your body. At this point, you both love and hate the sex with Haseul—the pleasure was good, but the pain isn’t. Neither is the feeling of Haseul grinding down on your shaft again.

“Oh, no, no, no… I’m not done with you, baby boy.” Haseul leans back, an arm supporting her body weight. Her right hand reaches between her thighs to rub her clit while her hips and abs do all the work. She begins to ride your cock one more time.

“I don’t care if you can’t cum any more, because I can, and I will. You’re my fucking toy now, and I want to squirt all over you, teach you that you shouldn’t be interrupting Mommy’s rest time, or that you shouldn’t be fucking snitching on your Mommy like that.”

Haseul adopts the same pace she set earlier once more. You know you’re spent—you’ve had two loads fucked out of you, and your balls hurt from contracting that much in such a short span of time. However, as you watch Haseul gasp and moan at every flick and brush of her fingers atop her clit, every time your cock rubs against her G-spot, you reluctantly admit that somewhere, you were enjoying the sex with her. She was no longer Council President Haseul, she was now your Mommy Haseul.

“Quit fucking thinking and fuck me! Mommy wants to cum!”

Your thoughts are shoved aside at Haseul’s demands. You begrudgingly begin to fuck up into Haseul, though you keep your thrusts shallow.

“Fuck me like you mean it, you fucking tool!”

“Fuck!”

With a growl of frustration, you begin to fuck Haseul in the same pace she sets for herself. Your body protests against your decision, but out of spite, you choose to ignore the bursts of pain willing your body to quit.

“That’s right, that’s it, right there, FUCK!”

Haseul lifts herself straight off your cock as a hard burst of squirt sprays against your face and knocks you back. Haseul’s fingers never stop rubbing her clit as she covers you in her third orgasm, the splashes of fluid seemingly neverending against your skin. At this point, you’re a mess—your shirt is stained with Haseul’s three squirting orgasms.

“You were close, weren’t you, toy?”

You nod, tiredly staring at Haseul. She smiles as she grips your cock and begins to jerk, the pain slowly creeping up on you again, yet the pleasure just enough for you to let her proceed.

“Go on, show Mommy how you shoot your last load. Mommy wants to see her toy cum.”

Your throat is parched with all the exertion, and you only manage to croak out, “Cumming.” Three strokes later, just as you push past the threshold of no return, Haseul lets go.

“What the—?!”

Haseul begins to laugh as your cock twitches your final load all over your tummy. However, there is no sensation for your ruined orgasm—the only confirmation that you’ve orgasmed is the pain of your balls contracting one last time, and a few puffs of semen dripping from the tip down to the sweat and squirt stained skin of your stomach.

Haseul laughs even louder at your glare. Before you can speak, she already has a warning flying from her lips.

“As if I’d let you finish nicely. Be grateful you got to even finish in my pussy at all, twice even, because if I find out you sold me out, the next time I won’t be so nice.”

Haseul gets up, bending over her discarded clothing next to you. As if to taunt you, a thick drop of your cum drips from Haseul’s fucked pussy to the floor with a soft “Splat!”. Your cock twitches painfully at the tight, and you groan as you watch Haseul light up another cigarette and walk away from your exhausted body, puffing away with her clothes in her arms. Haseul takes a few steps before she turns around and extracts the cigarette from her lips.

“Thanks for the fuck, baby boy.”

Haseul leaves with a loud laugh, and your vision fades.

Worth Your Time

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[17:05, mylipsonyours]

Hey Vice-Prez

[17:05, leeminheok09]

What? 

We're in a meeting. Stop texting.

[17:06, mylipsonyours]

C'mon, live a little. 

I wanna meet you after this. Got a lil' something for you.

—-------

"Alright, meeting adjourned!"

Council President Haseul rises from her seat and leaves the room with her bag. Beside her, you stand as well, preparing to leave after her. A hand grabs onto your wrist.

"Wait up, Vice-Prez!"

You turn around to see the Council Treasurer Kim Jungeun, otherwise known by her nickname Kim Lip, halting your movement with her hand. 

"I told you I have something for you."

"Yeah? What's up?"

Kim Lip looks around the room, and you follow her gaze. She first glances at Choi Yerim, whose conversation with Im Yeojin and Kim Jiwoo is exceptionally loud and boisterous, then at Park Chaewon and Son Hyeju linking hands together as they prepare to leave the Council room. When she returns her gaze to you, she gestures at the other members of the Council with her chin while she removes her bag and leaves it on the meeting table to your right.

"Wait until they leave. It's something private."

Both of you wait for the room to empty out. Kim Lip waves off Yerim when she asks to leave together, and you politely return the goodbyes to those who pass you on the way out. When the room is empty, Kim Lip turns to you while tapping on her phone before locking it and throwing it to the side. 

"So… Haseul tells me you're good in bed."

Time seems to freeze. Kim Lip knew?! How? You hadn't snitched—no one knew of the tryst you and Haseul had behind the empty stairwell, you made sure of it! How?!

"Uh, no. I've never slept with Haseul."

"I'm best friends with Haseul, dummy."

She steps closer to you. The floral scent of her shampoo wafts to your nose, and the smile she wears is a little smug. You're not sure if you like it. 

"It's not that I don't trust her—in fact, I do. I need to see it, no, feel it for myself." Kim Lip raises her right hand, her fingers tracing a line over your chest. "What do you say, Vice-Prez? Wanna have sex with me?"

What the fuck? You're not doing it. Hell no. Why would you?

"Why wouldn't you? Is it because of my reputation?" Kim Lip arranges her hair as she speaks, fluffing it up around her shoulders. "My reputation doesn't matter here. This is between me and you. I want to try it with you, see how good you are according to Haseul. She says you're really good, and I'd love to try you for myself to know."

You step back in shock, and Kim Lip grabs your wrist again. She pulls you in and wraps an arm around your waist, her body pressed intimately close to yours when she pushes you against the meeting table. The softness of her chest against your body has you short circuiting. The same floral scent envelops you, and you can feel the warmth of her body radiating towards you. She somehow manages to step closer, and you fight not to get aroused under her touch.

"I know people call me the school whore. I don't care. What else should a girl be doing? Sex is so fun! It feels fucking amazing when the dudes I fuck cum inside me, because I love feeling their cocks spurt shot after shot of cum into my needy, slutty pussy. It's so warm, so thick, and it feels so damn good knowing I'm getting bred just the way I want to be."

Kim Lip's filthy words send your arousal into overdrive. Did Haseul tell her about your breeding kink too? You remember when Haseul talked about you cumming deep in her pussy then, and similarly, you got even harder and hornier.

"Hm, what's this?" Kim Lip cups your bulge. "I thought you didn't want to have sex." She giggles, then she begins to stroke your cock over your pants. 

"Kim Lip, stop." You curse at how shaky your voice sounds—you're definitely too aroused.

"Mm-mmh, you don't sound convincing, Vice-Prez. You sound like you're really liking this, actually. Does the thought of cumming in a girl excite you so much? Or is it just me?" 

Kim Lip stands on the tips of her toes to reach your ear.

"Because if it's just me, I'll strip for you, Vice-Prez. I'll get on this table and spread my legs like a common whore, and I'll welcome you deep into my pussy. Use me like the school slut you know that I am, and I'll make sure you get to breed me as many times as you can last. I don't care if you get me pregnant, Vice-Prez, because I really love the risk. I'm just like Haseul, you know that? We love getting bred like the sluts we are, and if you do really well with me, I'll even invite you to sleep with both of us, together. What do you say?"

Fuck, the temptation of sex with Haseul dangles right in front of you. Even though Haseul was rough with you last time, you can't deny that you wanted to sleep with her again. Her pussy felt amazing, and you needed to feel her again, cum in her again. Hell, you wanted, needed to breed her, own her, make her carry your child.

"Fine. I'll fuck you."

"That's an amazing answer, Vice-Prez… Don't mind if I do then."

The next few moments happen almost instantly. Kim Lip nearly tears your shirt open with how eager she is, and both you and her work to pull your blazer and top off. Kim Lip's is next to go—she throws her blazer and tie to the floor carelessly, then her blouse follows suit. Your eyes almost bug out when you see her bare chest, and she giggles. 

"I don't wear bras, Vice-Prez. I love it when guys notice and tell me about it. I fuck each and every one of them too, you know that? I take them to the empty classrooms and show them my tits, then I show them a good time."

Fuck, Kim Lip was definitely a whore, but somehow, that made this tryst even hotter. 

Both you and Kim Lip tear at each other's clothing—you nearly rip open Kim Lip's skirt when she's undoing your pants, and both of you strip naked almost instantly. Kim Lip locks the door to the Council room, while you close the windows facing the corridor. Both of you turn and move to the other, and she pulls you in for a torrid kiss when both of you meet in the middle. Both of you waste no time—one hand of hers is already stroking your hard cock, the other wrapped around you for stability. Similarly, both of your hands knead her ass—you grab at the supple flesh, massaging it between your fingers while both of you moan into the sloppy kiss. You don't even break the kiss to lift Kim Lip up on the desk, and when you do break the kiss, a bridge of saliva falls to the depths below—a testament to how desperate the kiss was. 

"Let's not waste time, Vice-Prez. We're not here to make love." Kim Lip spreads her legs open, and then she parts her nether lips to show you the entrance to her dripping cunt. "Fuck my whore pussy, just like we agreed."

Kim Lip is sopping wet—slick drips down her thighs with every word she utters, and you can see the stray droplets running down her leg. You follow your instincts—drop to your knees, lick the stray slick and its trail up her leg. The opposite motion has Kim Lip originally protesting, but when you lick along her slit and push your tongue slightly into the overflowing wetness within, then swipe over her clit, Kim Lip moans so loudly and wantonly that you rise to shut her up with a kiss. You push your tongue against hers, the transfer of her juices from your tongue to her mouth your intention all along. In your haze of lust, you knead Kim Lip's right breast as you kiss her, little tweaks of her nipple drawing squeaks and whimpers out of her throat. 

"Fuck, I taste good." Kim Lip is breathless after your lustful display. "Enough. I said, fuck my whore pussy and fill me with your cum. Treat me like the whore I am. Empty your balls into me, breed me, put a baby in me. I don't care. I need your cum in my pussy, my womb."

The sinful moan Kim Lip releases when you plunge deep into her cunt mirrors the groan you release at the tight squeeze of her walls around your cock. You can't help but hold Kim Lip in your embrace as you get used to the feel of her pussy wrapping your cock, and the Treasurer herself holds on to you, the grip of her nails and the scratches they leave evident of the pleasure she feels. Your body is her outlet and you don't mind—you're too far gone in your own pleasure to even feel much of the pain. 

"Vice-Prez, please, fuck my whore hole, please!"

"Fuck!"

With how submissive Kim Lip is, you can't help but feel the need to aggressively fuck her. With a loud grunt, you thrust your hips hard against Kim Lip, the force of it causing her to fall back onto the table. You drive your entire shaft deep into her, all the way to the hilt, and then you pull out until only the tip is left in her before slamming the full length of your cock back in her. Kim Lip almost screams at your hard thrusts, and you barely manage to make out her pleas through how hard you fuck her. 

"Yes, yes, YES! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me just like that! Show me how you fuck, show me how good you are at sex! I need it, I need your cock, I need you to pound me! Show me the aggression Haseul showed you, use me like she used your cock!"

You're consumed by your lust for her, her earlier words about herself being a whore, her commands for you to fuck her slutty pussy full of cum and to put a baby in her tummy all at the forefront of your mind. All you can think about is the writhing body of the school slut underneath you, every thrust of yours rocking her entire world. Kim Lip's entire body shakes with how much force you put into each thrust, and you harshly grab one of her jiggling breasts to knead it, to tease her nipple more. 

"FuckfuckFUCK! YES! Squeeze my tits, knead them like that, fuck! Play with me, please, just like that! Fuck me just like that, like you own me! Use me like your sex toy, Vice-Prez! I'm your sex toy, I'm your hole to fuck right now! Use me, fuck me, take me!"

Kim Lip's words bring out the beast in you, a beast you never knew you had. You're damned sure the wet claps of your sex with the Treasurer can be heard outside, but you couldn't give lesser of a shit even if you tried. At this point, Kim Lip was just property, just a human fleshlight. She wanted to be used like a common whore, like a sex toy, right? You'll give her exactly what she wants.

Slap!

You strike at Kim Lip's face, hard enough for her to feel the sting, but light enough not to leave a mark. You level a glare to her submissive gaze, and she withers under your eyes, a whimper dying in her throat. 

"Fuck, you're such a whore, aren't you, Lip? Asking me to have sex with you and even displaying your body for me just so you'll get cock up your whore hole? Damn it, you're such a fucking slut, Lip. Admit it. Admit you're a fucking slut."

"Yes, Vice-Prez! I'm a slut, I'm a fucking slut! I'm your fucking slut, Vice-Prez!"

Slap!

"That's right. You're my fucking slut. My fucking sex toy. And now, I'm going to fucking put a baby in you, I'm going to fucking cum so hard all you can think about is my cock painting your walls white!"

At the same time, Kim Lip screams. Her pussy contracts hard, her entire body freezing before her back lifts off the table, her eyes rolled to the back of her head. You feel her tight walls quiver over and over around your cock, and even through her orgasm, you carry on fucking her body. At the same time, you growl at the first blast of semen shot deep into Kim Lip's body. You fuck yourself back into her with every spurt of cum paints Kim Lip's tight cunt white, shot after shot after shot emptied deep into her waiting womb. You don't even feel the exhaustion of the intense sex—you're preoccupied with how much you want to breed this whore, how much you want to get her pregnant, just like she said. 

"YES! YES! CUM IN ME, CUM IN ME! MAKE ME PREGNANT, VICE-PREZ! PUT A BABY IN MY TUMMY!"

Even when both yours and Kim Lip's orgasm subsides, you refuse to stop fucking her body. You're lost in your lust—the sin has long possessed you, and you take it out on the helpless girl beneath you. A dim part of you wonders if you're pushing the limits too far, but when you look down at Kim Lip, you see the joy in her eyes amidst the sex-drunk expression she wears—she absolutely lives up to and gets off on being used as the school whore, as a sex toy for the male students. 

"YESYESYESYESYES!! VICE-PREZ, FUCK! FUCK ME HARDER!"

You intend to do just that. 

A hammer striking hot iron atop an anvil—that's your hips against Kim Lip's crotch, but with superhuman speed. On pure instinct, Kim Lip has her legs wrapped around your waist. She has you locked with nowhere to escape to—not that you wanted to—and with nowhere else to cum but inside her for a second time. With how horny both of you are, neither of your peaks are far off, and when your second orgasm hits, so does hers. You pin Kim Lip down on the table as you fuck her hard through your shared orgasm. 

"Oh FUCK! FUCK! TAKE IT, TAKE MY CUM!"

Kim Lip can't even spare words—a shrill scream tears through the afternoon air as her body arches up into yours, again and again and again with every tight contraction of her pussy walls. Gushes of wetness washes over your still-thrusting cock, and you once again fuck spurt after spurt of thick cum deep into Kim Lip's pussy. Thrust after thrust of your cock is followed by one hard expulsion of semen deep into her body, deep into her womb. You're beyond reason anymore—sex with Kim Lip is all you need to survive. 

Even after two rounds, your cock still stands hard and ready for Kim Lip. You check on the girl beneath you, but your lust-drunk mind demands to fuck her one more time. You grab her and pull her to sit up, then you lift her up into a stand-and-carry. You sink her down on your cock and begin bouncing her up and down the length of your shaft while you walk towards the locked door of the Council room. 

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Yes, Vice-Prez, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…"

You've broken your Treasurer. She repeats the same words over and over, her voice slightly hoarse from her screams earlier. You lean her against the door, your constant thrusts into her maintained at the same pace. With gravity weighing Kim Lip down, your shaft reaches even deeper into her, and with every thrust, thick dollops of white gooey cum drip to the floor. None of it matters though—you want to break Kim Lip to the point of no return. You follow her instructions to the tee—you use her exactly like your personal sex toy, and while it seems selfish, it is evident Kim Lip got off on the whole thing. Right now, her eyes have rolled back into her head again, and her tongue hangs out in a textbook ahegao. Her words all slur together into an unintelligble moan, and when you fuck up deep against her G-spot, Kim Lip screams again as her third orgasm gushes out of her, an explosive squirt spraying all over your legs as you growl loudly, following her footsteps into your third orgasm as well. The sounds of sex never halt—squirt and semen mix into a mess of bodily fluids running down both of your bodies and pooling all over the floor all while the wet claps of you fucking Kim Lip over and over echo around the Council room and into the empty hallway. You let yourself get lost in the white flashes that follow every shot of semen firing deep into Kim Lip's body, and somehow you manage to keep both yourself and her upright, even with your shaky balance tested throughout your shared violent orgasms. 

When you finally drop Kim Lip, both you and her collapse to the floor in exhaustion. Your cock is a giant mess of squirt, slick, and semen. Kim Lip's used cunt drips copious amounts of semen, and both of you lie next to each other, attempting to catch your breath.

"You are as good as Haseul said, Vice-Prez. She and I will be in touch, and if you breed her like you did me, you'll definitely be the best man we've ever fucked."

Kim Lip giggles.

"Go home and get some sleep, Vice-Prez. You'll need it to take care of our baby."

What the fuck?

"I'm ovulating right now, Vice-Prez. You fucked me raw three times and subsequently bred me three times. What do you think would happen?"

Oh, shit.

Kim Lip rises to sit on the ground, and she swipes at some of your leaking cum before pushing it back into her pussy. The excess that clings to her fingers is swiped off by her tongue, and she smiles coyly. 

"Thank you, Daddy."

After School Activities

“Ah, ah, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Karina’s body rocks softly with every thrust you send in her. String after string of curses erupt from her open mouth, broken up by sharp moans and whines ever so often. She balances on one leg, supported by one of your arms around her slim, tight body. Her other leg is held up by your other arm, and you silence her curses into moans with a crash of your lips to hers. Your tongue swirls against hers in a show of passion. 

Both you and Karina are in various states of undress. Karina’s skirt is bunched up around her waist, panties discarded long ago in her haste to get straight to sex with you. Her uniform top is pulled up above her chest, her bare breasts pressed against your chest. You have your uniform shirt undone, pants and boxers flung to some obscure corner of the classroom you’re in. Neither of you could care less about where your different articles of clothing are—both of you’re too busy enjoying sex with each other to care. 

“Oh fuck, you feel so good like that, fuck~!”

Slow thrust after slow thrust has your cock spearing deep into Karina’s tight pussy over and over. Slick spills all over Karina’s thighs and all over your cock, each entry into your partner reapplying a new coat of her arousal on your hard shaft every time.

“God, fuck, that pussy always feels so fucking good…”

You busy yourself with leaving marks on her neck. You know she hates having to work so hard cover them up, but ironically, she loves being marked just like that during sex. 

“That’s right—gah, fuck!—you love this top tier pussy, mm? Nnn—agh!—No one can… can c—pffh—compare to me, right? You don’t have to answer; I already kn—”

“You’re fucking right, Karina. I love your pussy. I fucking love your pussy. I love touching it, I love eating it, and I love fucking it.”

With the end of your sentence, you begin to speed up your thrusts. Slow and steady becomes fast and hard, and Karina’s body jerks with every hard smack of your crotch against hers. Her volume increases as well, moans higher in pitch as you begin to fuck her just the way she likes. 

“Oh God oh God oh God, just like that, fuck me just like that! Agh—fuck!—fuck this top student pussy just like that! Ffff—ah!—Fuck me with that cock, make me… make me squirt all over you!”

No reply needed—actions speak louder than words anyway. You lift her leg even higher, and you keep your thrusts short, fast, hard. Another torrid kiss shared, and you grunt into the kiss just as she whines and moans with you. You can feel Karina get tighter and wetter at the sound of the loud wet claps of sex echoing around the empty classroom right now, and you know she’s just thinking of how naughty both of you were—thee two top students of this school meeting up after classes for sex regularly to “de-stress” under the pretense of studying together. Little do all the students and teachets know about what truly goes on after school.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m cumming, I'm—ah!”

You pull yourself out of Karina and drop to your knees. Karina leans back against some tables, and with two fingers, you plunge deep into her tight cunt and begin fingerfucking her used pussy. 

“Oh, oh, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK!”

Karina squeals and bucks when squirt gushes out of her orgasming pussy, her body taken by the throes of peak sexual pleasure. You feel her pussy contract tightly around your fingers with every messy spray of squirt fucked straight out of her. Clear showers of Karina’s juices rain all over the floor beneath her as it runs down the skin of your arm, down her legs, and gushes straight out with every buck. She makes a mess of the classroom with your help, and when you pull out of her, hand and arm drenched, Karina immediately falls to her knees in front of you after you stand up. Without any warning, she takes your cock in her hand, and she pumps it hard to push you closer and closer to your orgasm.

“Are you gonna cum, hmm? Gonna cover me in cum? Do it. Cum all over my pretty face. You know you want to.”

“Shit, fuck, take it, take it all, fuck!”

With an increasingly loud growl, hot white semen bursts out of your cock all over Karina’s divine features. Rope after rope of semen erupts all over Karina’s open, waiting mouth, over her sharp nose, over her closed eyes. You paint the girl beneath you in a thick sheen of white semen—six, seven, eight shots of cum leaving her with your seed dripping down her face, her chin, on her uniform, some of it even clinging to her breasts. The last drops fall right into Karina’s mouth—she wraps her lips around your tip and sucks it straight out of you before releasing you with a loud “Pop!”.

Both of you pant in exhaustion while basking in the afterglow of the sex. You sink to the floor, cock pulsing while Karina scoops your cum off her face and eats it off her fingers as if it were a delicacy—slow, long licks of her digits, each swipe collecting every drop of cum on her skin, all while staring straight at you while she drinks you in, her bedroom eyes inviting you in for Round 2. 

“How about one more, dear? I have an asshole you haven’t fucked…”

After School Anal

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Part 1 here!

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“Take these clothes off me, dear. I want to be naked.”

Karina pulls your hands to her bunched-up skirt. Even after getting her pussy fucked and her face blasted with cum, she still wants more. A real go-getter, an overachiever, this girl. Good thing you’re exactly the same type as her. 

A short tug has the hem fall from her waistband. Another tug has the article of clothing fall from her hips to the floor. She kicks it aside, and she pulls her shirt down. 

“What’re you waiting for, dear? Strip me.”

Your hands follow immediately. Karina helps you pull her blouse off her, and when she throws her shirt aside, you take the time to ogle her beautiful breasts again. Fuck, she’s got the best body in school—her big breasts unable to be hidden under that uniform, her thighs thick and full, and a tight pussy as well as a cute ass always worth fucking.

Karina turns to her bag to fish out the ever-familiar bottle of lube. 

“You know what to do. The question is, dear, how would you like me today? On the table, spread for you, or bent over and fucked from the back?”

Both choices are fucking tempting—you’re already so hard at the thought of anal sex with Karina, and now that you get to choose how you’d like to fuck her… 

“I want you on the table. You’re too pretty not to watch being fucked.”

“Aww, thank you, dear. On my back it is, then.”

Karina climbs atop the teacher’s desk nearby. She lies back on it as she spreads her legs wide open, her two fuckholes exposed right to your eyes. 

“Lube it up nice and thick, dear, and fuck me until you cum inside this tight ass.”

One long squeeze fills your hand with lube. You run it all over your shaft, every inch slathered in the substance, before you coat one digit with more of it. Karina takes in a sharp breath when she feels your finger run over her asshole. 

“Go on, dear. Lube me up.”

You push against her ass, and Karina relaxes, her ass easily taking your finger in. You work in a knuckle and spread the lube around her insides, gently working your finger in all the way. Bit by bit, Karina’s ass works to engulf your finger, and she moans at the pleasurable intrusion paired with her own ministrations on her clit. Karina rubs her own clit slowly as you lube her up, a slight smile gracing her beautiful features. 

“Done, dear? Ready to fuck this top girl’s ass?”

“You know I am, Karina.”

Both of you groan when you place your tip at her ass and push into her. Karina’s ass feels just as good as the first time you fucked it—you’ve fucked her in every hole so many times now, and it still feels amazing. You’re thankful for this arrangement between you and her—both of you were top students with just as much interest in sex as much as studies, which just meant you two were meant to work together and fuck each other. This arrangement definitely benefits the both of you a lot—less stress, more sex, and you’re both steadfast friends at the end of it anyway. 

“Fuck me, dear,” Karina reiterates, “Fill my ass with cum.”

Her words, not yours. You begin to fuck her ass, your hands shifting to Karina’s calves to spread her legs open. All of her body is exposed to your eyes: her beautiful features taken by pleasure, her jiggling breasts with every thrust, and her pretty pussy, juices leaking out of it with every rub of her clit. You know how much Karina gets turned on with anal, and with her masturbating during anal sex with you, you know it wouldn’t take long for her to cum. You probably could last a little longer, but you doubt you would anyway, with a full view of Karina having sex. You’re so fucking attracted to her that you wouldn’t resist cumming in her tight ass at the first opportunity. 

“Faster, dear, mmf~!”

You oblige, your thrusts growing in tempo and some force. A loud moan and Karina’s hand moving faster in time with your thrusting has you smiling—she’s loving it as much as you do. 

“Fuck, your ass is so tight, Karina…”

“And—oh, God!—And you’re so fucking thick, ugh, fuck! You—You fuck me so fucking good—agh, fuck~!”

Karina slides her hand downwards, and she spreads her pussy open with her middle and ring fingers. 

“Look at me, dear—oh!—just l-look at how wet I am.”

You fuck her even harder at the sight. Karina’s body looks fucking sinful—her breasts jiggle with every thrust, the desk beneath her creaking softly with every single movement, and her pussy drips with arousal, small streams of her juices running over your ass, serving as extra lubrication for the fucking she’s enjoying. Karina extends two fingers to her pussy, and you watch with lust as she plunges her fingers into herself. She fucks herself following the rhythm you set, her palm still stimulating her clit, and she fondles her breasts with her other hand, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the hard nubs atop her bust. 

“Oh fuck, Karina, you—”

“I—ngh!—I look pretty, right, dear? I look the…. the prettiest fff—haah~—fucking myself for you, right? I… I know you l-love it when I—oh, fuck, God, fuck!—when I fuck my pussy for you—fuck!”

She’s taken the words right out of your mouth. No more need for talking then—you refocus all your energy on fucking her ass just the way she likes it. A slight shift of Karina’s legs has her lying just a bit to the right. You definitely don’t want her to squirt all over you now, as good as that idea sounds—you still need to wear the uniform home.

Karina’s moans and whines all mash into a string of unintelligible words, the pleasure of anal sex and the dual stimulation of both her clit and G-spot destroying any other thoughts she might’ve had. Karina’s ass tightens, and you curse at the pleasure. Just a bit more…

“Oh, God, Karina, I won’t last much longer, shit!”

“Same, dear, fuck, just like that, just like that! Make me cum, fill my ass with your cum!”

You maintain the hard thrusts into Karina as per her instructions, and you visibly see Karina get closer and closer. Her moans soften into gasps. Her body begins to writhe more. She grips her breast harder, her fingers moving quicker, in short pumps. At the same time, you feel your balls tightening, preparing to…

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!”

“Fuck, me too—!”

A scream rips through Karina’s throat as a huge gush of squirt explodes out of her body. Karina might as well have been a broken dam with how much she releases. Her fingers rub her clit hard to prolong the orgasmic pleasure she enjoys, and spray after spray of her streams burst all over the first 2 rows of desks in front of her, the loud hiss of her spray against her nether lips so damned loud, and the sight so damned hot. Karina leaves no surface dry—she coats everything in her orgasm, just as you coat her ass with your cum. The sight of Karina’s body convulsing as squirt splashes everywhere pushes you over the edge instantly. Thick shot after thick shot of hot cum floods Karina’s ass, and you feel her milk every last drop out of you—you distinctly remember roughly ten shots of cum being blasted right into Karina’s waiting asshole. You look down to your connection and you groan at the sight of your semen overflowing between the gaps of your cock and her ass, semen dripping and pooling on the desk beneath her as her squirts slow to a small spray. It runs down her thigh to mix with your cum, and you pull out of her after the both of your orgasms have ended. A deluge of white semen follows your exit from Karina’s body, and you bite your lip watching the aftermath—your thick creampie of Karina’s ass is something you want to burn in your memory forever. 

“Be a good boy, dear, and get me my buttplug, please? Front pocket of my bag.”

You retrieve the toy from Karina’s bag, and your cock stirs when she pushes it into herself. Karina smirks at you as you stare, and she pushes herself off the table to walk over to you. She plants a soft kiss on your cheek as she giggles. 

“You promised me a meal after, dear. I didn’t eat at all the whole day just so you could fuck my ass, y'know? I want fried chicken.”

“Okay, okay. Let’s just clean up and get dressed first.”

“Okayyy~!”

You turn to your bag, but Karina grabs your hand and pulls you towards her. You collide into her, and she takes the chance to wrap her arms around you in an embrace. You can feel her body against yours—God, her boobs are so soft—and then her hot breath tickles your ear, the sweet orange scent of her shampoo enveloping you. 

“When I’m safe, dear, what do you think about cumming in my pretty little pussy?”

Sisterly Bonding (ft. Le Sserafim’s Chaewon & aespa’s Winter)

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Hey, readers.

I’m trying something new—writing something a little more taboo. Don’t expect this to be common.

Enjoy the sin with pleasure, and put it on my tab.

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The sibling bond is a magical thing. 

They could hate each other, but still love each other. They could be tearing at each other’s hair, then in the next breath be defending the other when it matters. Most siblings are like that—each other’s most bitter rival, all while simultaneously being each other’s rock to lean on. However, the degree that each sibling pair leans on each other differs. Every pair is different in their own way.  

With the pair in front of you, there are no words to explain it, but many actions to show it.

“Chaewon-unnie, it’s my turn…”

Kim Chaewon rises from your embrace, a soft smile gracing her features. She caresses your face as she gets off your body, and her soft groan of pleasure escapes her lips when your hard cock slides out of her freshly fucked cunt, hitting your skin with a ‘Plop!’. A mixture of Chaewon’s juices and your semen stains your crotch from when she squirted all over you, and she adds to that mess when the load you left in her immediately bubbles out and drips onto your cock. 

“You came so much, Minseok-ah…”

Chaewon leans over to kiss you on the cheek, and then her hot breath grazes your ear. 

“Now do the same for my cute little sister, won’t you, baby?”

You groan when she brings it up, and the sight of said naked little sister eagerly yet patiently waiting for her turn after watching her older sister have sex with you leaves your cock twitching. 

“Come on, Minjeongie.”

Chaewon calls for her sister so nonchalantly that you’d think she was just getting the younger girl’s attention on a normal day. However, this situation is the same, yet entirely different; Chaewon does call for her sister’s attention, but not for any normal reason—she’s sharing her boyfriend with her blood sister. Minjeong has yet to lose her virginity, and Chaewon wants to help her through her first time. 

“Remember what I said, Minseok.”

Chaewon pulls on Minjeong’s hand, and the younger girl follows. She crawls over your body to straddle you, and you watch as your girlfriend guides her younger sister. Minjeong’s confusion at her sister’s words to you is written all over her face, but she doesn’t ask.

“Minjeongie, look. Look at how hard Oppa is for you.”

Your cock twitches when Minjeong looks. Your eyes rake across the younger girl’s body—petite breasts sized just nice for a handful, smooth milky skin almost akin to a doll’s, a slender waist you’d love to grab, and the cutest outie pussy you’ve ever seen, clean shaven. Minjeong is the dream girl of so many boys at her school, and here you are, the chosen one by her older sister to be able to fuck such a goddess.

“Are you excited?” Chaewon caresses her sister’s cheeks, before her hand falls to gently knead her younger sister’s breasts. The younger girl moans sharply, and your cock twitches again, white precum dripping from the tip at the sight in front of you. 

“I-I’m so excited, unnie…”

“You’re such a good girl.”

Chaewon’s lips meet Minjeong’s for a kiss. With practiced ease, Minjeong reciprocates as her lips move against her older sister’s, and you’re more than happy to play voyeur as you stare at both sisters kissing each other. Chaewon’s tongue slides against Minjeong’s as they deepen their kiss, and the elder’s hand slides down to rub the younger’s clit, the wet sounds of Minjeong being masturbated going straight to your cock. You can’t resist slowly jerking off just to alleviate the pressure.

The soft sounds of Minjeong moaning in pleasure only gets louder when Chaewon breaks the kiss to trail her tongue along her sister’s neck, then plant soft butterfly kisses in a trail as she straddles your legs behind Minjeong. When she takes her place behind her sister, she pulls her drenched fingers out of her pussy, strands of Minjeong’s slick clinging on to the digits as Chaewon raises her hand to her lips to taste her sister’s pussy. 

“Mm, Minjeongie, you taste so good.”

“Really, unnie?”

“Of course, baby. My little sister’s pussy always tastes the best." 

You curse at the sinful words that come out of Chaewon’s mouth. This relationship wasn’t something you weren’t aware of, but for it to be mentioned so casually, and the pure taboo of it in general has your mind and body working overtime with lust. 

"Minjeong-ah, come taste yourself—mm, yes, good girl, that’s right…”

Ever the obedient little sister, Minjeong licks the remnants of her slick off Chaewon’s hand at her sister’s command. She smiles sweetly at the praise, an expression you don’t expect to see in the bedroom, but welcome nonetheless. However, the lust in Minjeong’s eyes returns instantly when her eyes lock on you stroking yourself, along with her nervousness.

“Unnie, I’m scared…”

“There’s nothing to be scared of, Minjeong-ah. It doesn’t hurt at all—in fact, you’ll feel so good that you’ll forget about being scared. It feels so good you might even get addicted to it, but you shouldn’t, okay?”

“O-Okay, unnie.”

“Good girl, Minjeongie. Come, follow unnie’s instructions.”

Chaewon pushes on Minjeong to move forward on her knees, right above your cock. That’s your cue to stop pleasuring yourself, and you let your cock fall back as your girlfriend primes her sister for her first cock. 

“Go on, hold on to Oppa’s shoulders.”

Minjeong hands land on your shoulders, and you instinctively grab her waist just as you would with Chaewon. Minjeong flinches in surprise before she relaxes into your warm touch. 

“Unnie, Oppa’s hands are so warm.”

“They are, aren’t they? I love those big strong hands." 

Chaewon reaches beneath Winter, her hand grasping onto your hard length. She pulls it up and strokes you a few times as she kneads Minjeong’s ass. With a giggle, she slides your cock right along Minjeong’s slit, drawing a groan from you and a yelp from her. She continues sliding your cock up and down along her sister’s slit, Minjeong’s slick slowly dripping down your cock over hers from earlier. 

"Hold it there, Minseok, baby. It’s time for Minjeongie to take her first cock.”

You oblige and watch as Chaewon gently guides Minjeong. 

“Minjeongie, relax, baby. Just sink yourself down on Oppa’s cock slow and gentle, okay?”

“O-Okay, unnie!”

You groan when Minjeong shifts, and you begin to curse up a storm when she begins to sink down, as per her sister’s instructions. Both you and her release loud moans as your tip disappears into her tight virgin pussy. Minjeong is so wet and so tight that you’re already about to blow your load with your cockhead just in her. 

“Fuck, she’s so tight, Chaewon!”

“Oh, is she, baby? Does it feel good?”

“So fucking good, fuck!”

Minjeong doesn’t speak—she can’t, not with the overflowing pleasure coursing through her system. She gasps, whines, moans, and whimpers as she sinks herself further and further onto your length. Her cunt stretches to accommodate your girth, and she forces herself to take more and more of your cock into her. Inch after inch of your cock gets engulfed by Minjeong’s wet walls, and you can’t resist shallowly thrusting up into her to speed up the process. You hold Minjeong in place and push into her bit by bit until you feel her crotch press flush against yours. Minjeong releases a long sultry moan and falls against your body, her breaths heavy, as are yours. 

“Congratulations, Minjeongie, you’re not a virgin anymore.”

Chaewon runs her hands along her sister’s body to soothe her, and she leans in for a kiss with you. Both of you begin a short makeout session while Minjeong recovers, only breaking the kiss when she whines in protest. 

“Unnie, it’s my turn with Oppa!”

“Ah, sorry, Minjeongie. He’s all yours.”

Minjeong pouts, but the expression is soon replaced with pleasure when she shifts against you, tentatively lifting herself off your shaft. You groan when your shaft leaves the warm embrace of her cunt…

“Oppa!”

“Fuck!”

Minjeong fucks herself back on your cock, and without any instruction, she begins to ride your cock. She starts slowly, her eyes half-lidded as she tries out how to best pleasure herself with your shaft. You let yourself watch as Minjeong explores the experience of taking her first cock. She picks up quick, and soon enough, you’re fucking up into her as she bounces herself on your cock. 

“Chaewon-unnie, Oppa’s cock feels so good, unnie! He’s so warm, so big, so hot in me!”

Minjeong’s moans only grow louder as you keep fucking up into her. 

“Yeah, Minjeong? You like Oppa’s cock?”

“I love it! I love having sex with Oppa! Sex feels so good!”

“You’re doing so good, Minjeong, you’re our good girl…”

You turn to meet eyes with your girlfriend. Chaewon is on her knees at your right as she leans forward, her right arm supporting her weight. Her left hand is between her thighs, no doubt fingerfucking her own pussy as she watches her sister take her boyfriend’s cock. The older girl crawls over, and when Minjeong turns to face her, Chaewon crashes her lips into her sister’s to initiate another makeout session. Her free hand snakes across Minjeong’s body, and she mirrors her actions from earlier by kneading her petite chest.

“Mmph, mmph, mmf~!”

You enjoy the taboo scene in front of you play out—Chaewon helping you to fuck her sister while kissing her as she would a lover. Chaewon breaks the kiss to suck on Minjeong’s left breast, which leaves Minjeong free to moan in the pleasures of the combined assault on her body. 

“Unnie, unnie, I can’t take it, it feels so good unnie, fuck! Oppa’s cock feels so good, unnie! It feels so much better than the toys we use!”

“Of course Minjeong.” Chaewon’s reply is muffled against her sister’s breasts. “The dildo we use when we fuck is just that, a fake toy. It can never compare to a real cock, because the real cock can fill us with cum.”

Chaewon’s words leave Minjeong moaning louder, and she abandons her actions on her sister’s body to lie next to you. 

“Minseokie, did you know what Minjeong told me when I was planning this?”

“What?”

“Why don’t you hear it straight from her?”

You turn to look at Minjeong, and she turns red, even redder than she usually would. She slows down to a slow grind, and you have to bite back a curse at the sudden change in pace.

“N-No, unnie, no…”

“Be a good girl, Minjeong. Tell Oppa what you want.”

“I…" 

Minjeong trails off.

"I…

"I want you to cum in me, Oppa…

"Please cum inside me, please cum inside me like you always cum inside Chaewon-unnie. I want it, no, I need it. Cum in me like you would cum in my sister, please!”

“Mm, that’s right, Minseokie. Minjeong wants you to breed her. She wants your cum for her first time, baby. She always talks about her dream to be a housewife and mother, you know that? How about you help her with that right now?”

Chaewon giggles. 

“Remember what I told you earlier? Go ahead, give her that thick load like you would with me. Fuck a baby right into her tummy. Make her a mother, Minseokie, baby. Father a child with my little sister.”

“She’s ovulating right now, baby. Put a baby into that fertile body of hers, I dare you.”

With a roar, you plant your feet onto the mattress and flip Minjeong over. Minjeong’s yelp of surprise turns into a loud scream of pleasure when you begin to fuck her like a beast would. You’re a mindless beast now, powered by lust and your breeding kink, under the influence of the Kim sisters’ words. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!”

“Oppa, Oppa, OPPA, I’M GONNA CUM!”

Minjeong screams as she orgasms, her pussy crushing your cock as she squirts hard. With you still pounding into her and chasing your orgasm, her cum gushes all over your body and hers. Minjeong’s orgasm even drenches Chaewon as violent gush after violent gush of squirt is fucked out of her body. 

At the same time, you explode deep into Minjeong. Thick white semen floods her cunt as she milks your balls for every drop they can offer, shot after shot after shot of semen emptied right into Minjeong’s pussy. All you see is white—your orgasm takes you just as hard as Minjeong’s took hers, and you barely register Chaewon squirting next to you as well, as she watches her sister take her first load thanks to you, her boyfriend. All three of you enjoy your respective orgasms until they subside, and you collapse to the side after pulling out of Minjeong. All 3 of you lie on the bed, exhausted and pleasured.

“Thank you Oppa, thank you Unnie.”

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Sins Corp: Assistant (ft. LOONA’s Olivia Hye)

Son Hyeju is the best Executive Assistant you can ask for. With her diligent work ethic, her speed, and her ability to deliver on what was expected of her, you can’t believe how much you lucked out on hiring her. You count your blessings just like you count how many times she has impaled herself on your shaft.

Your arms wrap around her body as you thrust up into her. Both hands land squarely on her exposed chest under her open dress shirt. Her shoes, pants, and blazer are strewn about all over your office—a testament to how much she lusted for you and you for her. You are in a similar state of dress.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

You knead Hyeju’s chest roughly as you fuck into her, pounding your assistant as she fucks herself back on you with the same passion. Her husky voice only spurs you on, and you are all but fucking her body just the way she likes it.

“Shit, you feel so fucking big inside me, Boss, fuck,!”

“God, Hyeju, you’re so fucking tight, damn.”

Hyeju’s flesh grips you tightly. You watch every exit and re-entry with fascination at how she grips you, almost as if she wants to keep you hilted forever.

“Stand up, Hyeju.”

Confused, Hyeju abides by your instruction, but with lightning speed, you pin Hyeju’s arms against her back, tying her up with your tie. A push forces her to bend over your desk.

“I’m going to fuck you just the way I like.”

When you finish your sentence, one hard thrust brings you balls deep back into Hyeju. You keep the momentum up with short and powerful thrusts into her velvety flesh, causing loud smacks to echo around your office. Hyeju adds to the noise by moaning loudly with each hard thrust.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Boss, yes! Yes! Fuck me just like that, Boss! Pound my pussy! Make me a mess with your cock, boss!”

You piston your shaft deep into Hyeju, your balls smacking against her each time you hilt. The ripple of her ass and thighs each time you hilt does not escape your sight, and you marvel at the wonderful sight of your executive assistant trying to stimulate herself against the wood of your table. Something about your assistant being so submissive only turns you on more.

You grab Hyeju’s long black hair, forming a ponytail. Gripping at the base tightly, you pull her off the table, holding her arms to keep her stable. You bring yourself to her ear, whispering whatever words come to your mind.

“You’re so fucking hot, Hyeju. You like this, don’t you? You like that your boss fucks your pussy this good.”

“Yes, Boss! My pussy is yours to fuck, Boss! I serve you, and only you, and I do my best for you!”

“Good girl. How about you cum on my cock as a reward?”

You ignore the burn of your muscles to pound Hyeju faster and harder. Hyeju’s moans turn into yelps, until she is all but gutturally groaning. You lower her onto your desk as she cums, and the orgasm clearly overtakes all her senses. Her eyes roll back, her mouth gapes, and she convulses as her pussy painfully tightens around your shaft, her hips bucking. You do not let your thrusts slow as she cums. Every stroke only serves to overstimulate her, and her second orgasm follows as you pound her over the edge.

Hyeju screams as you feel her juices leak out of the gaps made when you withdraw. Her slick dripping on your floor is the least of your concerns. Every thrust you make pushes Hyeju to her third orgasm. You know Hyeju has one more in her, and you can’t last much longer either.

“Take my load, slut.”

“Yes, yes, yes, cum on your slut, cum in your slut, just make me a mess, yes!” Hyeju is a babbling mess as she nears her final orgasm.

You fuck Hyeju hard, and with a few pushes on her clit, Hyeju screams again, louder than before. You withdraw, letting Hyeju squirt on the floor, making a mess and splashing all over her legs and yours. You watch with crazed satisfaction as your assistant falls apart, her knees buckling as she slides off your desk, falling into the mess she makes. Her orgasm takes a while to subside, her hips still bucking during her recovery from the throes of passion.

“You have yet to come yet, boss.” Hyeju manages to turn around to face you, still kneeling in the physical evidence of her pleasure.

“That’s right, Hyeju. I want to make a mess of you.”

“Yes, Boss.”

You stroke yourself violently, thinking about how hot your assistant was squirting all over your office. Within a few strokes, you feel the familiar tension snap.

“Fucking take it.”

You explode over Hyeju’s face, painting her forehead, her hair, her nose, her lips, even her chest and thighs. Every spurt of your load covers whatever part of her body that you can reach.

When you finish, Hyeju smiles at you, rising to her feet. You untie the knot that holds her arms together, and you strip her of her clothing, leading both her and you to the nearby showers on your floor of the office building.

When both of you step in the shower, it doesn’t take long for Hyeju to start teasing you again.

“Boss, you didn’t get to fuck my other holes. Can I fix that for you?”

Sins Corp: Secretary (ft. LOONA's Olivia Hye)

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Olivia Hye's debut to the Corp universe!

I don't feel like I did my best with this, but it works for a debut, I think...

Edit: So I forgot to tag @worldsover for this. This debuts him into the world as well. The ending is a reference to his Hyeju fic, so check that one out!

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Son Hyeju. Assistant to the CEO of the Corporation. One of the fastest to rise the ranks from entry level to the right-hand woman of the boss. Her skills are exemplary, determination unparalleled, intelligence unmatched. Having graduated college early, with honours no less, she is definitely a force to be reckoned with intellectually. Furthermore, she's easily one of the most beautiful women working under the Corp.

Hyeju has a bit of a reputation within the company's walls. The typical expression she adorns during work is that of a scowl, and her wolf-like features only accentuate the ferocious image she portrays. Her gaze is cold and sharp, and her perception definitely is akin to that of a wolf's. Most employees know her as the infamous "Secretary Hyeju", as a result of the striking beauty and cold, no-nonsense vibe she exudes during work hours.

Sometimes, you wonder why people fear her. She's definitely not the wolf people think she is—well, not when she's chilling on the couch in the office, gaming away on the latest generation Playstation, anyway. Unlike the ever professional Secretary Hyeju whose put-together attire and resting bitch face serve to intimidate the typical rank-and-file employee, this Hyeju has her dress shirt unbuttoned all the way down and tucked into her pants. Her usual boots are traded for a pair of black bunny slippers.

Hyeju stares intently at the TV, lips hanging open in their natural triangle. Her hair is tied up in a messy bun, held together around a stick with a hair claw. A pair of white rimmed glasses sit atop her nose. Beside her rests a few empty packs of Pocky and a bottle of Sprite. Talk about peak comfort—no bra, one stick of Pocky hanging between her teeth, fingers mashing the buttons on the wireless console while her back rests against the finest leather money can buy.

God damn, she's fucking hot and cute at the same time. You smile at the sight of her relaxed self, opting to leave her be. No reason to disturb her with your horny thoughts.

Twenty two simulated men run around the field onscreen, the binary bending to the player's will. With a calculated press, a player kicks the ball, and the arch lands Hyeju the victory.

"Assa! I won!" Hyeju punches the air, her eyes crinkling with how wide her smile is.

Muffled curses escape from the floor below. Hyeju laughs, recognizing her gaming partner's voice. You smile at the interaction—Asmodeus lost again, didn't he? And now—ah, there's Choerry, asking about what her Oppa's doing. What a dream their relationship is, essentially childhood sweethearts who made it together.

"Yo, Hye."

"Mm."

"Work done for the day?"

"Yeah, Boss."

You smile with her verbal confirmation. Your secretary is definitely the best out of all the secretaries you've had before. You take your seat behind your desk.

"Boss."

"Yeah?"

Hyeju rises from the sofa and walks over to you. She grabs your arm as she twirls around you to lean on your desk.

"Um…" Hyeju hesitates as she stares at you, chewing her bottom lip. Her expression schooling into one of practiced indifference. It is all an act however—she fidgets with her wristwatch, peering at it ever so often. You know her nervous habits too well; she's been your secretary too long for you not to be aware.

"I… I'm horny."

Huh. Out of nowhere.

"I've been horny the whole day. Can we… Can we sleep together?"

"That's random, Hye."

She blushes, hiding her face behind her hands. Your secretary really can be more of a wolf cub at times. Well, she's horny, you're kinda horny. Why not? Work definitely can wait.

"Sure. Let's go."

You leave your suit jacket on your seat, along with your tie, then pull Hyeju to your bedroom. When you take a seat on your bed, you tap on your lap, Hyeju following instantly to straddle you and sit atop your lap. Hyeju pulls the hair stick out of her bun followed by the hair claw. Her hair falls apart, cascading down her back and shoulders. Her accessories are placed atop the bedside table before she runs her hands through her hair, arranging it neatly. Hyeju stares intently at you, lust burning behind her gaze. Her shirt rides up, spreading open, exposing all of her chest for your viewing pleasure. You rest your hands on her hips, admiring her ethereal beauty. If you weren't turned on earlier, you are now.

"Oh wow. Wow. Hyeju, shit. You're gorgeous."

She blushes as she pulls her glasses off her face. "Thank you, boss."

Can I kiss you?"

"Yes, please."

You smile, leaning towards Hyeju. Her lips meet yours in a passionate kiss. Hyeju's lips are so soft, and kissing her is something you'll never get tired of. If anything, she's just as good a kisser as Chuu is. You slide a hand from her hips up to her back, and when she doesn't resist, you stroke her back over her dress shirt. Hyeju swipes a tongue over your lips, and you meet her tongue with yours, swirling around the other. She moans into the kiss, her deep voice becoming even deeper with lust.

"Boss, let me."

Hyeju plants her lips on your neck, nibbling on the skin. Her fingers reach for the buttons on your shirt, popping them open as she sucks on your neck. She pushes you over, grinding on your bulge as she works her mark on your neck. You groan under her efforts as she spreads open your shirt and runs a hand across the exposed skin, across your toned chest, your solid abs, her fingers circling and pinching your nipples. Hyeju pauses only to rip her own shirt off her body, leaving both you and her topless. You sit back up, flipping Hyeju over. You rip your shirt off you, throwing it aside, then start to mark her neck the same way she marked you.

"Hyeju-yah, you're so pretty."

Hyeju's flush goes all the way down her neck. She squirms, unable to meet your gaze, hiding her gleeful smile behind her hand. She's never been one to accept compliments well, so this is the best reaction you'll get. Shy Hyeju, baby wolf Hyeju, the cutest Secretary Hyeju.

Her high-pitched whine when you bite down on her skin only gets sharper when you knead her left breast. The vocalizations of her pleasure send tingles down your spine, down to your shaft. Your shaft strains against the prison constructed by your clothing. Hyeju is just as aroused as you are, if her moans and the sound of her thighs rubbing against each other are any indication.

When you've left your mark on Hyeju, you retake her lips. Hyeju loves slow, sensual sex, and you want to make sure she enjoys the experience. Unlike Chuu, who loves being used as a toy and railed, Hyeju enjoys the more tender aspects of sex. She adores the intimacy of copulation, regardless of relationship status. Essentially, each time you share a bed with Hyeju, you make love to her, even though the both of you are not in a relationship.

Hyeju's soft moans are exquisite. She archs her back into your touch, subtly demanding more. You carry on kneading the supple flesh of her left breast, your tongues sliding over the other in a torrid kiss. The cub grabs your hand with her own, pushing your hand against her body. Her free hand kneads her right breast, tugging at her nipples to increase the pleasure she feels.

You break the torrid kiss to trail chaste pecks against her skin. You want to taste her skin, drink in her body. A mutual interest, perhaps—she loves intimacy, and you love babying your secretary just the way she likes it. Your path leads you down the valley between her breasts, each peck paired with a swipe of your tongue against her skin. When you circle her right nipple with your tongue, Hyeju gasps. She cradles your head with her hands as you nibble on the taut nub, rolling the other nipple with your fingers.

"Ah—Boss, it feels so good, oh!"

"I'm glad, Hyeju."

The clicking of a belt being undone reaches your ears. Hyeju is clearly impatient—she's already working the button and zipper of her pants, trying to pull them off her. You grab her hands, pulling them aside as you tug on the waistband yourself. Hyeju lifts her hips, and you pull her pants off her, exposing all of her to you. You work on your own pants and socks next as Hyeju stares in anticipation, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly, thighs squeezed together in arousal. When you're fully exposed to her, Hyeju spreads her legs open. Her juices drip all over her crotch and thighs, staining your sheets. Hyeju whimpers when she sees how hard you are, your precum dripping from the tip, shaft twitching ever so often. You stare at her, admiring her from top to bottom, from her beautiful eyes, her open lips, the creamy skin of her shoulders, the supple flesh of her chest, her delicious thighs. What demands your attention is the pink, puffy slit, dripping with Hyeju's desire for you. Her pussy clenches under your lustful gaze, her clit poking out of its hood.

"Boss, I want you, quick, please!"

You pull your wallet from the pocket of your discarded pants, retrieving a packet from within. Rip it open, roll the condom over your shaft. Hyeju bites her finger, eyes on your every move.

Hyeju is one of the few that request for you to use protection during sex. You always honor the request—if she's happy, you're happy.

"Ready?" You line yourself up with Hyeju's pussy. On her nod, you part her walls with your shaft, pushing in inch by inch. Both you and Hyeju moan into the other's ear, your grunts and her gasps mingling within the bedroom. When you hilt, you begin to pull out, but Hyeju grabs your arm to stop you.

"Wait, please."

You freeze, cradling her head.

"Are you okay?"

"More than." Hyeju draws a shaky breath, her hand covering her mouth. "You feel so good in me. Just… just let me enjoy it for a bit."

You adjust both you and Hyeju to wrap an arm around her. The other rests behind her head, and you kiss her neck, her chin, her earlobe. Hyeju whimpers with each kiss, the sound muffled against her hand.

"Don't cover yourself, Hye. Let it out. You sound beautiful."

Hyeju is still so painfully shy. Even after all this time, she still muffles her vocalizations of pleasure during sex. Her demeanor in bed is definitely a lot more shy than she is outside in the office. She's been your secretary for some time, and yet she still remains meek and mild under you.

"Okay, Boss. You can move now."

You withdraw slowly from Hyeju, pulling out halfway before thrusting back in. Hyeju moans softly with every exit and entry, and you grunt at how tight she feels around you. Hyeju is tight. So damn tight. She's even tighter than Chuu, maybe even comparable to Gowon. She really wanted this, huh? Yet, every movement is smooth, a testament to how wet Hyeju is. You rejoin your lips to hers, your moans mixing with the torrid kisses you share. The slow clap of your thrusts into Hyeju forms a rhythm accompanying the slurps of your tongue against hers, the both of you making sure to keep the other as close as you physically can.

"Boss, faster!"

You oblige, upping the tempo of your thrusts. Hyeju's moans get quicker as she bites her lip.

"Hye, let me hear your beautiful voice."

"A-Ah, yes, Boss!"

You kiss Hyeju again and again, making sure to be as intimate as you can. You want to service her as you do with all the girls that share your bed, and this is no different. Hyeju gets tighter, wetter, warmer, and you know she's about to cum.

"Don't hold back, Hye. Let it all out for me."

"O-Oh, yes, I'm gonna cum, Boss, I'm—"

Hyeju's back arches, her chest pushing against yours. Her walls tighten around your shaft as Hyeju yelps in pleasure, slick running down her walls and leaking onto the bed. You fuck her through her orgasm, resisting the urge to fill the condom with your seed, joining her in peak pleasure. When Hyeju finishes with her orgasm, she wraps her arms around your neck.

"Your turn, Boss."

You flash a smile at Hyeju. She returns the same soft grin as she meets you in the middle, another torrid kiss exchanged between the both of you. You resume thrusting into Hyeju, her moans against your lips following once more. This time, you thrust harder, the increased lubrication from Hyeju's orgasm aiding you along the way.

Having edged yourself once, you're not about to edge yourself again. This time, you need to finish, but you want Hyeju to cum one more time as well. Now, you grab Hyeju's legs, hooking them with your elbows. Hyeju squeals with the new position, your shaft thrusting deeper into her each time. With practiced ease, you aim for Hyeju's G-spot and hit it with each thrust. You rest your weight on one elbow, a hand kneading Hyeju's left breast as you lean in for another kiss. Both of you let the kiss run its course, refusing to break it until the need for air forces you to finally give it up.

"Boss… I—I can't hold on for much longer."

"It's okay, Hyeju. Cum with me."

You thrust faster, a little harder. Hyeju wraps her legs around your waist, locking you in as you put in your all into another kiss. This time, you nibble on her lower lip, softly sucking and tugging it while Hyeju pulls you in with her arms around your back. You count each thrust it takes for the tension to finally give.

One, two, three, four, so close…

"I'm cumming!"

"Shit!"

The hybrid stimulation of her nipple and G-spot pushes Hyeju over the edge one more time. Her walls tighten around your shaft as she squeals, pulling you flush against her into your last deep kiss. Hyeju's orgasming body forces you to join her—your shaft quivers and pulsates as you empty your balls into the condom. Shot after shot of cum fills the protective layer between you and Hyeju while her walls squeeze you for all the cum you have.

You pull out of Hyeju post-orgasm, discarding the used condom in the trash can beside your bed. Both of you lie atop the mattress, catching your breath.

"Was it okay?"

"Yes, Boss. Thank you."

"Horny for the whole day, huh? Pervert."

"Yah!" Hyeju's voice cracks as she rolls over to punch you lightly. "I didn't ask to dream of you having sex with me last night—oop!" She slaps her mouth shut with her hand, a blush burning itself across her face.

You laugh, reaching over to ruffle her hair. You didn't know you still have this effect over your secretary, but hey, it's a win.

"Glad you still think I'm hot. Come on, Hye. Shower."

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Both you and Hyeju sit on the sofa, jamming buttons on the controllers. Both of you are fresh out of the shower—Hyeju's clad in only a bathrobe while you're in a T-shirt and shorts, hair still damp.

"I'm gonna win, Hye! Don't say I didn't warn you!"

"Fuck off, Boss. Take this!" Hyeju mashes a combination of buttons that sends the ball on the screen careening between the goalposts on your side.

"ASSA! GOAL!"

You groan, punching Hyeju on the arm as she does a happy dance beside you. Gaming with her is something you always do on slower days.

Knock, knock.

"Come in!"

The door slides open, and Vivi walks in with someone unfamiliar. Both you and Hyeju turn to face the duo.

"Hey Boss, I brought a new hire—"

"Levi?!"

"Captain?!"

Sins Corp: Needs (ft. LOONA's Chuu)

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Genres: Masturbation (Fingering), Squirting, Daddy Kink

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The fire burns.

Today, there's an important business trip out to neighbouring Japan to discuss business regarding acquisition of the next asteroid mining strip, and of course, her boss insists on going in person.

Normally, she'd be fine with the whole thing—early morning flights and all—but this time, she curses the timeline of events. This isn't the first early morning flight that leaves her with not much free time in the morning, and neither will it be the last. However, it definitely is the first flight in a long time that she ends up at the airport hot, bothered, and in need of a good release.

Chuu regrets watching that movie before bedtime last night. The intimate scenes definitely were shot a little too well, and the resulting wet dream last night involving her boss and her having the roughest sex definitely left her needing more when she woke up in the morning. She curses this early morning flight instead.

Chuu fiddles with the hem of her skirt, the brushes of her fingers against her thighs sending pleasurable tingles to her core. Her panties are definitely less than clean—looking at her boss this morning left her with even more inappropriate thoughts. If she doesn't get any release soon, she might actually go crazy.

"Sir, we board our private flight in thirty minutes."

Ah, Gowon's back from her talk with the airport staff. Chuu gasps in excitement at the thirty minute timer. That's definitely more than enough time to take care of herself somewhere. She wonders about getting her boss to come help get her off, but he seems like he's in business mode right now, fingers clicking away rapidly on his laptop and all. Guess she'll have to make do with her fingers.

"Boss, I need to use the washroom. I'll be right back, okay?"

Her boss nods, a smile on his face. "Go on, come back soon. We board in thirty."

"Okay!" Chuu grins. The excitement of finally being able to get off provides the spring in her step. She knows Incheon International Airport like the back of her hand by now, with how many business trips she's had to attend to with her boss. The trip to the handicapped toilet takes less than two minutes, and she breathes a sigh of relief when she locks the door.

Chuu wastes no time in hiking up her skirt and pulling her panties off. The wet spot on her panties is irrefutable evidence of how aroused she is, and the cool air of the washroom feels so pleasurable against her dripping cunt. She mentally pats herself on her back for her good choice in outfit today—tight black shirt, paired with a cute skirt and a tiny sling bag. If anything, it's not only a pretty outfit, but it provides easy access to herself. Saving on time, saving on trouble.

"Ah!"

Chuu releases a gasp when her skin comes into contact with the cold plastic of the toilet cover. She places her bunched-up panties atop the tank of the toilet along with her bag, leaning back to rest on said tank. Chuu spreads her legs open, raising them to rest on the cover.

"Mmf~"

Her imagination wanders, as does her fingers. Chuu parts her labia with her right index and ring fingers as her middle finger runs across her entrance, over her clit.

"Yes..."

Chuu releases a sigh of pleasure at the thought of her boss with his hands on her. She pulls up her shirt and exposes her bra for a short moment before she hikes it up as well. A blush spreads across her face at the thought of how naughty she is—naked in a public bathroom, her chest and pussy exposed, fingering herself to a much needed release while thoughts of her boss plague her mind. She kneads her chest the way she knows her boss would as she sinks a finger into herself, a shaky moan drawn from her throat. Her dream from the morning comes to mind, and Chuu takes herself back to it and mixes the dream with her reality. In her head, her boss has her pinned on a mattress, her skirt hiked up just as it is in reality.

"You're so fucking pretty like this, Chuu. Needy, submissive, and begging to be taken. I know you'd love it if I pounded the cum out of you. Do you want me to?"

"Yes, Daddy, pound me, fuck me, use me like the cumslut I am! I'm your toy, your fucktoy, please, please fuck me!"

Chuu tweaks her nipple as she strikes at her clit with her fingers. Her moans echo in the empty bathroom and she rushes to muffle herself. It wouldn't do good to be found masturbating in public like the naughty girl she is. She bites down on her shirt, her chest heaving with shaky breaths.

"A-ah!"

Chuu plunges her middle and ring fingers into her vagina, her back arching at the delicious sensations traversing her body. Her fingers take on the role of her boss' cock, fucking her just the way she likes it.

"I'm gonna fucking wreck you, baby girl."

Chuu releases a broken moan at the imaginary dialogue, made all too real by her lust-addled mind. She sets a relentless pace for herself, fueled by her burning desire for a good orgasm and the inability to take as much time as she wants. Wet squelches accompany her whiny moans as she fucks her own hole with her fingers, slick dripping onto the toilet seat from the gaps between her fingers.

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm so fucking wet for your cock, fuck me just like that Daddy, fuck!"

Chuu strikes her own G-spot on each thrust, curls of her fingers driving her wild. She checks her watch on her left hand—20 minutes left, more than enough for an orgasm. Her head rolls to the side as she closes her eyes, mouth open in a perpetual "O", her shirt released from her hold in favour of vocalizing her mounting pleasure.

"Oh, oh fuck, fuck, Daddy, Daddy, right there, I'm gonna fucking cum on your cock Daddy, I'm gonna squirt on your cock!"

A broken guttural moan is ripped out of Chuu's throat as her hips buck hard. Stream after stream of liquid fires out of her orgasming pussy, clenching and unclenching with each burst, her release splashing against the wall of the bathroom. Some of it leaks down her hole to pool on the toilet seat as her fingers rub her clit furiously as she tweaks her right nipple, her orgasm prolonged with the sensations all over her body.

Chuu's hips twitch when her orgasm subsides, juices still leaking from between her legs. She raises her wet hand to her lips, tongue swirling all over her fingers to clean herself up. The fire between her legs still doesn't subside—in fact, she wants one more orgasm.

"Fuck~!"

Chuu plunges her fingers into her hole again. This time, she works both her G-spot and her clit. A cursory check on her watch—15 minutes—and Chuu thrusts her fingers into herself rapidly as her other hand works her clit at a similar pace. Thoughts of her boss picking her up and pounding her against the wall of his office flood her mind. The pleasure Chuu brings to herself renders her unable to comprehend anything more than her desire for her boss to wreck her body.

"Oh, fuck, yes, fuck me Daddy, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…"

It is with the mantra that Chuu brings herself to the strongest orgasm she's had all day. A scream tears itself out of Chuu as a long burst of squirt splatters itself on the wall in front of Chuu. The oversensitivity of her first orgasm contributes to the strength of her second. The repeated bucking of Chuu's hips and writhing of her body atop her seat sends her orgasm spraying up and down the polished tiles of the wall, Chuu's pleasure washing over the smooth material, some of it splashing over Chuu herself. Chuu gasps and heaves with each violent movement of her hips, each spray leaving her body. Waves of relief wash over Chuu—she finally got the orgasm she was looking for, the kind of release she craved and deserved the entire morning.

With a long sigh, Chuu slides off the toilet. She tears off a long section of toilet paper, laying it over the cover of the seat. Another section of toilet paper goes to her thighs and pussy, cleaning up any residue spillage. Chuu hurries to make herself presentable again—she still has a plane to catch and a business trip to attend.

When Chuu deems herself presentable, her sweat wiped off her brow, her hair arranged neatly, she unlocks the door to the washroom and walks out. To her surprise, she is immediately grabbed and pinned to the wall. Adrenaline kicks in, and she nearly takes her assailant down, but she stalls when she feels her boss' touch around her wrists.

"Mm, baby girl. Didn't take you to be so naughty, screaming for me as you orgasmed in public."

"Ah—Boss, no, Daddy, no, ah!" Red burns across Chuu's face. How did he know?

Her boss grabs her hand and pushes it towards his hard bulge. He directs her hand with her wrist, letting her feel how hard he strains against his pants.

"Look at what you've done, Chuu."

He grins.

"I came looking for you, and here you are, begging to be fucked, like the naughty girl you are. You wanna squirt on my cock, hm? We have 2 hours between Seoul and Tokyo, and I'm gonna make sure you squirt all over my cock on the plane, since you want it so much."

Her boss leans in, his lips right next to her ear.

"I can't wait to feel your pussy around my cock."

Sins Corp: One Mile High

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Sex in the sky wasn’t something you’d expect to be doing, but here you are with Chuu kneeling between your legs, a soft whimper escaping her throat when she feels your warm and hard shaft brush against her back. Her clothes are strewn across the cabin—right after the “Seatbelts On” sign turns off, both you and Chuu are out of your seats, furiously making out and tearing clothes off the other. Chuu’s sweater and shirt lie balled up in the back corner of the cabin, her skirt is haphazardly kicked aside on the floor, and her boots have fallen on their sides, away from each other. Similarly, your clothing can be found all around the room except for your tie.

Chuu strains against the knot that binds her wrists together. Your tie has been repurposed as rope to tie your fuckbuddy’s wrists up. Chuu yelps when you push her over to rest on her knees, then the yelps turn into moans when she feels your tip run over her slit, teasing the entrance to her pussy, where she wants that hard cock the most.

“You’re so fucking naughty, hm, Chuu? Screaming for Daddy out in public while squirting everywhere, you desperate slut. What, couldn’t wait for Daddy’s cock?”

“No, Daddy, I… I…”

“You’re fucking lucky I want you as much as you want me.”

With a hard snap of your hips, you bury yourself balls deep right into Chuu. You curse loudly at how tight and wet Chuu is while Chuu screams, her pussy stuffed with her boss’s hard cock all at once. Without skipping a beat, you’re already pulling out of Chuu, leaving just the tip in before you slam your hips against her ass, plunging deep into her cunt again. Chuu screams again, a little softer than at first, but a scream nonetheless. You plant five deep thrusts into Chuu right before the door to your private quarters cracks open and Gowon rushes in.

“Boss, Team Leader! Are you—OH SHIT!”

Gowon steps back, her eyes locked on the erotic display in front of her. Her body, formerly in a fighting stance, relaxes as she starts to process what she’s seeing—her boss pounding into her Team Leader, one hand grabbing her bound wrists, the other on her shoulder forcing her into the mattress. You smile at the welcomed intrusion.

“Hey, Princess—oh, fuck, Chuu, you’re so fucking tight—I’d like you to take a seat right there—ah, fuck, that’s it. You like to watch, don’t you? Get—fuck!—get comfortable and—oh, yes, shit…—touch yourself if you want to.”

You rock Chuu’s body with two more thrusts before you glance at Gowon again.

“Carry on, Princess. I bet you’re fucking wet watching me pound this slut of a Team Leader.”

You pull at Chuu’s restraints, your other hand reaching to tug softly at the base of her ponytail. Chuu’s limp, naked body is exposed to all of Gowon’s eyes, and every thrust rocks her hard. She is long gone—her eyes glassy, jaw slack, moans unintelligible. You aren’t sure if she’s even using her words anymore.

“Look, Chuu. Look at who decided to join us. I’m so happy she’s here, because now I can show her how I fuck you, my cock-hungry slut.”

Gowon sinks on the sofa opposite the bed after peeling her panties off her. She sits on the soft, resting her feet atop the leather, but squeezing her thighs closed as she inserts two fingers deep into herself. You shake your head in disapproval, letting a smirk curl your lips up.

“No, no. That’s no good, Princess. Spread… yes… Spread your legs open for me and your Team Lead. Show us how—mm—how fucking wet you are and how much you love watching us fuck.”

Gowon moans at your command, and she obliges, her legs spreading open as she lowers them to the ground. She circles her clit, adding another loud moan to the lewd sounds of sex already present. Gowon’s pussy glistens with arousal, her nipples little diamonds atop her perky breasts. With her free hand, Gowon begins to pinch and tug at her nipples. You know how sensitive she is—she can cum from nipple stimulation alone—and that means Gowon definitely isn’t going to last that long.

“That’s my good girl, Gowon, that’s right. When I’m done with this slut, I’ll make sure to reward you, my good girl.”

Gowon whimpers at the praise. You focus on Chuu again, your thrusts getting harder and faster. You pull Chuu up even more, until her ear is right next to your lips.

“Gowon’s watching, slut. Are you about to be a good slut and cum on my cock?”

“Haaagh—yes! Yes, Daddy! I… You’re hitting me right there, FUCK! Daddy, I’m going to… I’m so clo—MMGH!”

One pinch of her clit is all she needs before her pussy forcefully ejects your cock from its warm depths. Chuu spasms and convulses as a hard jet of squirt sprays out of her pussy onto the bed sheets, her hips bucking with every spray. Chuu’s eyes have rolled back into her head, her tongue hung out in a textbook ahegao face. Her bangs stick to her forehead, sweat running down her body, wrecked by wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.

At the same time, Gowon goes rigid as a soft gush of squirt pools between her legs before flowing off the leather of the sofa. She rubs her clit furiously, her fingers pinching and tugging on her left nipple while her hips roll against her finger. Gowon’s eyes lock onto her Team Leader Chuu, the combined ahegao and squirting orgasm the tipping point that took Gowon to physical heaven.

In order to keep yourself close to the edge as Chuu cums, you jerk yourself off while watching the bound girl in front of you. However, Gowon squirting breaks your discipline, and with one hard stroke, thick white semen erupts from your tip to leave streaks all over Chuu’s back and ass, and a few errant sprays cover Chuu’s dripping pussy in a curtain of white. Chuu moans with every warm stream of cum spraying across her skin, and you’re unable to resist groaning with every spurt of cum leaving your body.

Chuu falls over, exhausted. You lean back against the headrest, your cock twitching when you catch sight of Gowon on the sofa, her pussy clenching and leaking when she catches your eye.

“Come here, Princess. You’ve been a good girl and therefore deserve a reward.”

Gowon climbs onto the bed and you pat your lap. She straddles you, kneeling over your body.

“You looked so pretty cumming for me, Princess. Now…"—You line your cock with her pussy, pushing a hand softly against her hips to get her to impale herself on your cock—"you should get your reward.”