Initiation
Tzuyu x Male Reader
1,730 Words
“Who are you and how did you find this place?”
The group sitting around the table all turned to the door, interrupted from their deep discussion. If not for the secrecy and the way all are dressed, most people would be reminded of the Knights of the Round Table. However, it was the complete opposite. You were the leader of a gang, distributing all sorts of drugs in the city for any curious and addicted souls.
“I-I followed t-that guy here…” The timid voice was almost unheard but the mere danger of being caught made you extremely alert. “Ben. Joe. You know what to do with him.” The idiot that led the girl here struggled, but being dragged away by two of the strongest guys in your gang made escaping extremely difficult. A scream and a gunshot was all that’s required to know that he has been ended.
“So… what’s a pretty girl like you doing here? This isn’t a place for girls like you.” There weren’t any girls in your gang for two reasons - they didn’t want anything to do with disgusting people like you and those that wanted to, didn’t agree to the initiation process. “How’d y-you know w-whether this is a p-place for me or not?”
The girl was definitely the most beautiful and sexiest girl you have seen. She could have gotten a career as a model if she wanted to. But since she has thrown herself to your gang, you were going to make the full use of this. “What’s your name sweetheart?”
“Tzuyu.”
“So Tzuyu. You can join the gang if you want. However, you must agree to the gang initiation - everyone here gets to fuck you as much as they want tonight.” You could see the hesitation in her eyes, just like any girl that has found their ways to the hideout. Today was the huge monthly meeting with all the top dogs of your gang, the leaders of each street in the city reporting to you today. Looking around the room, there were six people in the room excluding you, all eager to ravish Tzuyu.
Tzuyu definitely wanted this. Some of her friends and classmates spread rumours about the gang’s initiation process which some of them have personally turned down and left. However, the sex-craved Tzuyu salivated at the thought of many men taking advantage of her. With all the cocks she wants, this would be heaven. The timidness left her body as she stripped away her long coat, revealing a black lacy bra and matching black see-through panties. A sultry confidence suddenly took over her voice. “Fuck me please.”
“You heard the girl. Go fuck her, but umm… leave her ass for me. It looks really good” You ripped off the last two pieces of cloth that covered her and kept it aside for yourself.
Your boys didn’t care that they had to miss out on her ass. It seems that they have been on a sex drought lately. Tzuyu laid flat on the table while everyone in the room ridded themselves of their clothes to match her state of undress. The first two eager men took their positions, one crawling onto the table and feeding Tzuyu his cock, the other spreading her legs apart and tonguing her pussy briefly before inserting his own shaft into her. Tzuyu’s body arched beautifully, earning howls from the surrounding crowd, some of which had even started stroking themselves while waiting.
Despite having a cock in her mouth, you could clearly hear the indication of pleasure from her. You too were unable to resist the urge to touch yourself, wanting to have a go with Tzuyu yourself. One guy grew impatient and grabbed Tzuyu’s hand and made her stroke him with her delicate hand. She screamed as she reached her first orgasm of the night. Her pussy squirted out immense amount of cum and she triggered the orgasms of the two men fucking her. She choked loudly on the semen filling her mouth and throat while momentarily wrapping her legs around the guy who was cumming in her pussy tightly.
After releasing whatever they had, they backed up, freeing up Tzuyu’s holes for the next two men to use. The one being stroked took over the filling of Tzuyu’s sloppy cunt while another guy fucked Tzuyu’s mouth. This time, two more men wanted to feel her hands around their cocks and so four men were simultaneously using her.
Tzuyu was a more active participant this time, bobbing her head upwards as much as possible while grinding against the guy fucking her. You went closer towards the main attraction, seeing the joy and excitement of the girl. The cock in her mouth got pulled out and it slapped her face repeatedly, leaving her own saliva all over her face. Her tongue stuck out and licked the swollen tip before he erupted on her face. The two men being stroked also pulled away and started to spray their own release on her pretty face as well.
While the replacement for her mouth was getting ready, you teased her with your cock, seemingly the largest of the gang, rubbing it all over her chest. You reached down and pinched her tits, slapped her tits and sucked her tits. Her eyes was locked on your shaft, internally wanting you to fuck her nonstop for the rest of the night. But you were a generous leader and it was due time your men got their reward.
They continued to do all sorts of things with her, deepthroating her relentlessly and even getting a thigh job. They came inside and on Tzuyu over and over again, cum endlessly leaking out of her pussy and flowing down the sides of her body. She too has squirted all over the table, which has eventually given way after too many people had climbed onto the table to devour Tzuyu. Over the past few hours, the six men have grown tired and unable to get their dicks up, some even falling into a deep slumber. It was finally show time.
You lifted her up and carried her to your office, sweeping away stupid stationery to make space for the slut. Barely any energy was drained from the long fucking she received, how eager she was for your huge cock which has hypnotised her since you presented it to her. You didn’t waste any time, plunging your shaft into her mouth and hitting the back of her throat immediately. Her tongue worked skilfully while you fucked her mouth, pressing against the underside of your shaft upon entry and exit.
It was only the beginning but you knew - Tzuyu was going to be your best fuck ever. The girl knew how to use every part of her body to please cock, her hand reaching up to rub the parts of your rod that couldn’t fit in her mouth. With all the saliva that she spit out, you pulled out and witnessed a huge stream of it flowing down her chin.
You flipped her around, pressing hard on her back to force her to bend over the table. Her ass sticking out was so inviting and with your saliva-lubed shaft, you pressed your tip against her puckered hole before pushing yourself in. “FUUUCCCCK!” The shout of both pain and pleasure got the attention of anyone still awake. They crowded by your open office door, watching you take her ass roughly, as if belonging to you.
It did belong to you, you ordered them to leave it for you and now, you have claimed it. It was immensely tight, unlike her now-used pussy that is filled with lesser men’s cum. It was Tzuyu’s first anal experience but she was willing to let a worthy man like you take it and use it for yourself in the future. You stretched her anal walls out much more than any of your men with her pussy, noting that you were going to keep the girl by your side from now on.
Your hips and hands worked together to slap her cheeks, with your strong and deep thrusts beginning the assault and your hands not giving it a break. Soon after, her caramel skin had red marks all over her butt and hand marks on her wide hips. “I’m going to keep you by my side all the time. Fuck you before and after my meetings, maybe even during. No one else will ever touch you again.” The majestic and powerful gang leader and his huge cock had promised Tzuyu something irresistible and she nodded rapidly.
“Oh fuck! Your cock in my ass… I love your huge cock!” You recognised the satisfaction in her words, the one element that you felt was missing as she was taken on the meeting table. Tzuyu did enjoy herself earlier with the huge quantity of cocks she had access to earlier, even attempting to please all six men at once. However, why need six when you can have one amazing one. As the saying goes: “Quality over quantity”
“Ahh… ahhhh… I’m going to cum on your cock…” The breathless moans spurred you to go even harder, pushing yourself past your limits. You were close too, not wanting to admit it, and you gritted your teeth while holding your orgasm back, refusing to cum earlier than Tzuyu. A weak scream, the small squirts of her slick and the tightening of her ass when she came hard made you go as well. You wished to continue pounding into her ass, but with the huge resistance of the even tighter ass, you couldn’t pull out nor push in and you came inside her, painting her inner walls with a sea of white.
She slipped down the table and pushed you on the chair, not letting you get a break as she started licking and cleaning up your shaft, preparing you for another round. While the rest of your gang fell asleep all over the hideout, the lust-driven girl ensured that you were always ready for another round, fucking her over and over in her pussy and ass. She truly belonged to you now and you made a mental note to buy a leash with her name so that you can bring her around for you to fuck whenever you felt like it.
“Congratulations. You are now part of the CO-gang.”
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A/N: Hope it’s not too filthy for you guys ;)
Initiation (2): Acceptance
Tzuyu x Male Reader (Happy Tzuyu Day!)
1,964 Words
No gangbang this time
Edited by the amazing @sinswithpleasure. Have been chatting with him and he’s a really nice dude with hot works. Thanks my bro.
After Tzuyu went through what you thought should be hell for most self-respecting girls, she was basically inseparable from you. She followed you home, much to your reluctance, and had been staying with you since then, occasionally returning to hers just for a change of clothes.
To be honest, they were rarely required. The girl followed you almost everywhere without clothes, her perfect naked body always by your side, just like right now. You had just woken up from a poor night’s rest, definitely not because Tzuyu couldn’t resist a mini-marathon after the return home, and the devil had plans for you already. The same plan that you had integrated in your daily schedule. You had to wake up at least an hour earlier than before, setting aside time for Tzuyu to satiate her morning desires.
It didn’t matter how she got it - in her mouth, pussy or ass - she didn’t care. However, she was concerned that she was deprived of your morning wood shortly after she began toying with it. You slapped her hand that was stroking you, pulling her light body up and aligning her lower lips to your mouth. You gripped her ass hard, preventing her from squirming away from your mouth, but with your hands already at position, you also began kneading it, stretching it and slapping it, giving Tzuyu the treatment a naughty girl like her deserved.
The taste of her is like a drug - the euphoric high coursing through you each time you ate her out made you need more. She was your three meals every day, maybe even tea break, or supper, whatever. Your tongue began probing at her, exploring her bittersweet walls and finding the spot that made her gush. As always, her thighs clamped your head and her hands pressed your head even harder into her cunt. You had become an expert on pleasuring her body, knowing how to work your tongue with her to maximise pleasure. You squeezed a finger between her thighs, using it to finger her while moving your tongue to focus on her clit.
The girl above you shivered as she rode your mouth, unable to control her screams that rang across the whole estate. Her head was thrown back, her eyes shut and mouth opened in a huge silent scream as her peak coursed through her body. The constant flowing of her juices on your face meant that any breath you took would result in your wastage of the results of your work. She was your toy now, and you wanted the payoff from your work - each and every droplet of it.
“Will you fuck me now?”
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It was hard for you to prepare for your monthly meeting when your line of sight includes only a pair of bouncing breasts. The hungry girl hated having to go through the work of removing any clothing you wore. After one too many pairs of torn bottoms, you’d learnt not to bother putting any on. While you kept her by your side as a fucktoy, sometimes you wondered - who was the fucktoy here?
Tzuyu grabbed hold of the backrest of the chair, leaning forward to shove her tits in your mouth and even after experiencing her tight delicious body countless times, you still could not resist the opportunity to get a taste of it. The stable support of the chair’s backrest allowed her to speed up, eyes shut from pure pleasure. Whenever she was left alone, which was rare in itself, all she could think about was when was she going to get that huge cock again. You weren’t the priority, what was hanging between your legs was.
You wanted to raise some issues about a few members of the gang and temporarily let the girl use you however she wanted. You positioned her so that she was leaning over your shoulder. However, the squeezing of her tight pussy around you just made it harder to think. So you just decided that violence will make do and that’s why you were sucking her tits at the moment.
Your grip on her hips let you dictate the pace of her riding and you pushed her to the limit. Using some of your strength, you thrusted upwards and Tzuyu’s head now bobbed on your shoulder in tandem with your motion. She knew about your schedule, that the meeting was starting soon and she let herself go, cumming all over your lap and taking a short break, leaving you to head to the meeting room, the same room where many of your men had the privilege of taking her on one night, but never again.
As most of your men arrived, you took your seat. You were bringing up some concerns you had about the gang, like a few troublesome members, when Tzuyu came strolling out of your office and greeted everyone. She had seen and fucked everyone the first time she came to the hideout. Even knowing how much of a slut she was, they weren’t jealous of you. You had given them a night to remember with her and they knew that she much preferred you over them in the morning after, when you both were still going hard, not showing any hint of exhaustion.
You turned to make eye contact with her, silently requesting her to leave you alone until the meeting was over, but a cheeky smile and her dropping to fours to crawl under the table told you her answer was no. Under the table, she slowly traced the outline of your shaft with a finger, enjoying the sight of you squirming and your majestic cock twitching, subconsciously indicating the need for her. Looking around, she also saw many bulges in the other’s pants. She didn’t want those, she only wanted yours.
Pulling your shorts down once again, she licked your balls while you were talking, making it harder for you to get your points out. Everyone knew what was going on under the table, a few even stifling their laughter, but you gritted your teeth and tried your best to carry on. After you were done with your sentence, Tzuyu took you into her mouth and you closed your eyes and leaned your head back, allowing the pleasure from your loins to reach your brain.
She grew more skilled after each time, slowly increasing her knowledge on how to please you. At first she did all the basics right, the slow bobbing of her head paired with her skilled tongue wreaked havoc in your head. Upon finding out that you loved the feel of her throat around your dick, she began to deepthroat you as much as possible, now being such a time. The gagging sounds was extremely loud, and the fact that you were having sex became the elephant in the room, but no one dared to acknowledge it.
You stroked her hair, giving your good girl a pat on her head. Tzuyu loved it when you did that because it told her that she was doing well pleasing the cock she has come to grow addicted to. She slipped the cock out of her mouth and peeked up at you with a smile, her hand taking over to ensure your cock wasn’t left untouched.
“Alright that’s it for the meeting. Just don’t fuck up whatever I tell you to do. Now fuck off!”
You refused to wait for everyone to make a move out and carried Tzuyu from under the table and slammed her back first on the table. After she broke the previous table, you invested in a sturdier table so that you can fuck her on it without any worries. She yelped with your roughness but still opened her legs to invite you into her pussy once more.
She had used you as a toy since she woke up, making things extremely inconvenient for you. You took your revenge, teasing her until she apologised for what she had put you through. At the end of the day, she was still your fucktoy. Swirling your swollen tip around her entrance, you realised how wet she was, how much she has desired for you to take her over the past hour. The newfound knowledge made it much easier for you to have her wrapped around your finger. “Fuck me! Fuck me!”
“No.” A firm refusal made her whine even louder, she has been a spoilt brat that was after using your cock for her own pleasure every day. You straddled her chest, jerking yourself off with the help of her saliva right at her face, just slightly out of reach of her mouth and tongue. She pouted cutely, although it did not have any effect on you, since you knew how much of a slut she is. “You disrupted me the whole day, you know that? It’s time someone put you in your place”
“Yes… I need a punishment… punish my slutty hole…” You slapped her face repeatedly with your shaft, the smile grew on her face when she felt the hard meat all over her cheeks. She could only smell you, the cigarette smoke all around was insignificant. You slid back off the table, too impatient to continue the teasing. The glimmer in her eyes returned, knowing that the fucking she was craving for was coming and soon enough, it did.
You didn’t bother with a slow penetration, her body moulded just for you allowed for comfortable sex. The sounds she made whenever you were pounding her were sublime, her sinful voice betraying the innocent facade she put up for anyone who didn’t know her personally. Lucky for you, you knew her inside out, such as the perfect way to use her body for both your pleasures. You angled your thrusts right at her g-spot and brought a finger to rub her clit.
“Ahh yes! Yes! Right there!” She screamed, letting you know that you were doing well, and her body instinctively reacted by clamping your shaft tightly and her legs wrapped around your hips, ensuring that you weren’t going to leave her hanging. You were aware of how much Tzuyu loved to fuck herself on your cock, but with you manhandling her petite body all around a dirty gang hideout, her lust for you skyrocketed, just like how the pleasure within herself was going to explode any moment.
“Cum for me sweetheart… Cum for me and I’ll cum in you…” The deep commanding voice rang in her ears and she obeyed, not that she could hold back any longer either. The prospect of your thick semen inside the depths of her pussy was something she craved but couldn’t have for the past hours. A groan from you also indicated that you were going to cum and given that the night was still young, an early release didn’t really matter. You shut your eyes, an unfortunate habit of yours whenever you came that prevented you from witnessing the writhing girl beneath you, and just enjoyed the pleasure in spurting out a huge volume of cum.
You laid on Tzuyu’s sweaty chest for the next minute, recovering from the intense fucking you dished out to her after a hard day’s work. Any bit of rest you got now would help you last a bit longer for the night, knowing that the moment you opened the door to your apartment, she would try to strip you and make you take her on the dining table. She giggled when she saw your exhausted expression knowing that you enjoyed yourself as much as she did.
“Come on sweetheart, let’s clean up and go home.” She nodded eagerly, hopping off to clean her mess, although she didn’t really care. She had already left her mark in the room when she first arrived.
Obedience
Mina x Male Reader
2,853 Words
A/N: Special thanks to @sinswithpleasure (who influenced me to write this) and the godly @worldsover for editing this
Sitting on your bed, the cool air blasted towards you as you were typing away on your laptop, googling potential countries to visit for your annual getaway with your lovely wife. Company was expected soon, and you couldn’t wait for much longer.
Knock knock.
“You wanted to see me, sir?” Mina’s small head popped out from behind the door. You stashed your laptop on the nearby dressing table then walked towards the room entrance to welcome the girl in. The tie she was wearing, yours actually, was slightly loosened, the knot hastily done by the impatient girl. “You aren’t wearing your tie properly, Mina.”
Her hands went up to her collar, fiddling with the knot to make it more presentable. “I-I’m sorry. It’s just… it’s just that it was after school hours so I thought that…”
You grabbed her silky hands and hushed her. “It’s okay, really. Come on in.” You held her by the shoulders and ushered her in. Normally, such contact is frowned upon by teachers, but you were more than just her teacher. You positioned her in front of the mirror, slowly loosening the tie and simply tossing it to a corner of the room. You had plenty of spare ties anyway.
With the tie out of the way, you could properly admire the tightness of her uniform on her curvy frame. When you saw it hanging in the closet days ago, Mina said that it was too small for her to wear and now that she was wearing it, you had to agree with her. You wrapped your arms around her thin waist, placing your head on her shoulder. “I missed you Mina, did you know that? Ever since you left my class, I wished that my other students were as smart as you, as beautiful as you.”
The intimate actions caught Mina off guard, a light hue of red slowly washing over her cheeks.
“I loved the way you looked when you were doing your assignments in class, the way you puffed your cheeks when you were facing some difficulties, the way your gummy smile showed when you answered a question correctly.” These were all true. You were utterly in love with the girl in your arms and had found ways to tell her so.
A shy smile surfaced, just as it did whenever you said such things to her. Her arms moved upwards to hold onto your rough hands. “Thank you so much, sir. I’m glad you thought that I was a good student.”
You smiled as you heard her soft voice, and you were ready to bring this “teacher-student meeting” to the next level. “Have you been a good student though? I’ve heard many things about you, Mina.”
“Hmm?” She tilted her head in curiosity. “What have you heard?”
You chuckled, eager to start teasing her. “Mostly good things. Your homeroom teacher praised you for handing in all your projects on time and doing an amazing job, your classmates said you have been kind and humble.” You swept her hair to one side, exposing her lovely neck, which you occasionally nibbled on between words. “Although… there was one naughty thing I heard you did.”
Hands moved lower to regions they shouldn’t be. You went underneath her plaid skirt, sneaking your hands to her inner thighs. “Someone told me that you have repeatedly touched yourself in my classroom. What do you have to say about that?”
Mina’s skirt was lifted up high enough for you to see that she wore her favourite pink lace panties. It was your favourite too. “I couldn’t help it. I wished you were still my teacher.”
You finally reached your main destination, a light upwards push onto her wet panties indicated that you were on the right track. A whimper was drawn out from Mina.
“I thought about you, how you commanded the class, how you commanded me. I wished you would do more than that to me.”
“Well Mina.” You smirked. “I’m going to grant your wish tonight.” You maneuvered one hand to the zip of her skirt so that the plaid clothing fell to the floor, while your other hand continued rubbing her covered pussy. Her legs were losing their strength, prompting Mina to lean on your chest. Her attention shifted away from staring at your reflection to looking at your lips. The backwards tilt of her head and the slight tiptoe she did informed you of what she wanted, and you obliged her because you wanted to do the same.
It started off gently, a quick nibble on her bottom lip before separating for air. You dived down again. This time her meek tongue was ready to welcome you. You both committed to the deep, messy make out session, far from any love making you both did numerous times. Eager to strip the woman in your arms, you hastily undid the top few buttons, just enough to rip the rest of the uniform open. She had no reason to keep the uniform after today.
A quick glance at the mirror allowed you to view the matching pink bra she had on. Beforehand, it felt like Mina was teasing you, the tightness of her uniform barely showing the outline of her bra. You had no intentions to properly remove the uniform just yet because you wanted to fuck her with it on, as the role-play got to your head and you were hungry to devour the “perfect student”.
You held onto her hips, this time lacking the gentleness from when she first entered the room, and pushed her against the nearby closet, trying your best to keep her thrown off with your pace. You moved down towards her smooth, sexy shoulders, to kiss and suck it with the intention of marking her as yours.
You rushed to touch her intimate parts, not bothering to remove her panties. You slid your fingers beneath the waistband, before you slowly worked your way towards her wet cavern as you chose to rub its outside first. Mina was grabbing your arm—she thought she wanted to push you away but in fact, she wanted to ensure your hand never left her panties.
The forefinger was the first to enter her soaked pussy, carving the path for more fingers by making her comfortable enough. Soon enough, you managed to slip in a second and third finger then pumped them in and out at various paces. By this point, you had successfully planted a hickey on her shoulder and your intense fingering made Mina squirm. She couldn’t stand still as her body fidgeted with occasional backward movements that forced you to wrap the other arm around her waist to prevent her from leaving.
Her half-lidded eyes stared back at you, hands reaching out to the hem of your shirt and trying to pull it off. God, she loved the sight of your muscular upper body. Next off was your belt and pants. Mina had no problems removing them, the action was quite familiar to her. As they joined her skirt on the floor, you had an obvious bulge which stuck out from the confines of your underwear. “Oh fuck sir, you are huge.”
You smiled at the compliment and removed your boxers, unleashing your cock for her to properly admire. “Come here Mina, here’s your chance to make your fantasies come true.” You sat on the edge of the bed, gesturing for her to get down on her knees in front of your spread legs.
Mina lightly held onto your shaft and took a good close look of what would go into her mouth and later, pussy. She gave the tip a quick peck, another slightly lower, before she left a trail of light kisses that headed towards your balls. While she cradled them in her hands, she gave your length a slow lick, causing you to throw your head back and relish in the pleasure. “Your balls seem full, sir. I hope you can empty them deep in my pussy later.”
You heard enough talking from the girl and pressed your tip against her mouth. Her intelligence came into good use here as she opened her mouth to allow you to fully insert your cock in her mouth. Any stray strands of hair were swept aside. Mina’s hand rested on your thigh as she began bobbing her head up and down your dick. All that came out of your mouth were silent groans and the occasional “Fuck”, your mind too focused on the pleasure of Mina’s wet mouth to come up with anything more.
Mina was skilled at whatever she did, including pleasuring you. When she was not sucking you, she was smearing her lips all over your length, or flicking your cock with her tongue, or rubbing it all over her face. The one consistent thing she did was that she maintained eye contact with you. You tried your hardest to look at the girl working her mouth all over you, her eyes showed how obsessed she was with your cock.
Having better ideas, you pushed her off your cock, patting her head and ruffling her hair to tell her she did a great job. You crawled onto the bed and Mina followed. “Keep sucking my cock while I eat you out.”
Mina knelt over your head and continued her work at your crotch. You barely caught a glimpse of her curvy figure bending over to suck your cock, her thick ass unable to be contained in her panties as always. Pushing her panties aside, you discovered that Mina was wetter than usual.
“Such a naughty student, getting so wet for your teacher.” While the teacher-student act was your idea, it seemed that she was getting off from it too. A harsh push by your tongue got her to temporarily leave your cock to shriek and moan, before she doubled her efforts on you.
You followed her pace. When she sped up her blowjob, you sucked her clit and fingered her harder and when she slowed down, so did you, leisurely focusing on other parts of her lower body like biting her thighs or reaching a hand up to caress her butt. Muffled moans grew louder over time until Mina’s signs of pleasure drowned out the sounds of her sloppy blowjob.
You loved the taste of the woman above you. Earlier, you had a quick taste licking her essence off your fingers but the direct source had always been better. The texture of her wet folds were enticing as well, unlike any food you ate before. Whenever your fingers hit her sensitive spots, she shivered and wrapped her legs around your head, trapping you further into her heat.
You had been orally pleasuring each other for quite a while by now and you wanted to turn it up a notch. You got Mina off you and made her lay flat next to you. The pink panties were finally pulled off her luscious legs and her bra was pulled below her chest. You kneeled between her spread legs and slowly inserted your cock inside her cunt. She was definitely wet enough to not feel much pain.
Mina grabbed your neck and pulled you down, briefly kissing you out before whispering into your ear, “Give your good student what she wants. Fuck me sir.”
You began pulling out your shaft until your tip was just left inside, before you impatiently thrusted in hard. The first few thrusts felt amazing to Mina, mini fireworks shooting all over her body. Her body arched with every thrust then fell with every withdrawal. When you first saw Mina with the tight shirt and the loose tie, she was smoking hot. That sight was surpassed when her tits started jiggling between the torn shirt in tandem with your fucking. You couldn’t resist grabbing them, fondling and kneading the soft mounds of flesh.
“You like this? Fuck! You like, you like… oh fuck, your teacher touching you in places he shouldn’t? You like his cock fucking your slutty pussy hard?”
She couldn’t verbally answer, euphoric gasps and moans were all she could manage, but her desperate nods did the job. You left her breasts, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks so that you could fully concentrate on her cunt.
“You aren’t a good student at all. Fuck you are tight as hell. You are only, shit, only a naughty slutty student who wants my cock.”
“Yes! Oh god yes! I’m going to cum on your huge cock! Keep fucking me!” Mina pinched her own nipples and you reached down to her clit, rubbing it roughly in the hopes of pushing her off the edge before you did. Her body was thrashing under you, her nerves firing off rapidly all over before she couldn’t hold back any longer and released her first orgasm.
Mina grew even tighter than before, a long and deep moan ringing in your ears. Before you knew it, you were going to cum. Your endless teasing and the masterclass blowjob Mina gave made you immensely horny and eager for your own release. You bent over and placed your hands right by Mina’s head. In that moment, you just thrusted away into her wet cavern, craving to fill her with your cum.
“Fuck, I’m cumming.” You groaned loudly into her ear and Mina wrapped her legs around your waist, ensuring that you weren’t dumping your load anywhere else. Spurts of cum left your body, each shot sending shivers up your spine and into your head. You peppered Mina’s neck with kisses as thanks for indulging in your fantasy while your orgasm wound down.
You got off her and helped her get out of her old uniform. Staring at each other, you both began to giggle and shared a soft and passionate kiss. Mina had other ideas, reaching down to stroke your shaft, coaxing your hardness to return. “You up for a second round?”
You reached between your bodies to squeeze her boobs. “For you, always.”
She smiled and got on all fours. “Then take me from behind, sir. Punish this naughty student by spanking her ass.” She knew you were a boobs guy with all the times you kept touching it during and outside of sex, but she also knew you couldn’t resist her thick butt either. The many times it peeked out from under her super short pyjamas was a reason why your sex lives were so active.
Once again, you had your erect dick by her entrance. However, Mina was too impatient and tried to push herself onto you. Slap. “Bad girl! Naughty students don’t get to fuck themselves on their teacher’s cock.”
Mina fell forward, her chest laying on the bed but her lower body still up in the air. “Sorry sir! It’s just that—”
Slap. “You’re still making excuses? I’m going to continue punishing you until you show me you can be a good girl. Count them.”
The first two slaps weren’t too hard, a slap on each cheek just so you can watch the meaty cheeks jiggle.
The next three were harder, you wanted to punish her for being a slutty student.
“Nine! Ugh… ten!” The last hits were painful, red handprints left on her perfect ass. You were indulging in your dominant position as her teacher and were addicted to spanking her. You weren’t worried about being too rough, she had always liked it when you spanked her ass before.
You brought your shaft lower and collected your leaking fluids on her thighs. Mina learnt her lesson and stayed in place. “Good girl.” No warnings were given, only a familiar hard push into her sloppy pussy initiated this second round. Mina buried her head into the pillow, screaming into it as you pounded her from behind. “Fuck Mina, you feel so good.”
“You are so rough with me, sir! I love your cock in me!”
Lustful exchanges like these continued as you fucked her. You could no longer feel the cool air of the room, the heat of Mina’s body overwhelming you. She felt the same way as droplets of sweat formed on her pristine back. Squeezing her ass, your cock relentlessly thrusted in and out, creeping closer to your second orgasm.
There were no indications that Mina was cumming other than the tightening of her pussy, and you decided that this was a good time to end. You could only shut your eyes and leave your dick hilted to her pussy, filling her with more cum for the night.
Leaving her hole, with wobbly legs, you grabbed a bottle of water and a towel to clean Mina up. “That was fantastic Mina.”
She smiled and nuzzled into your chest for a brief moment before poking her head up to look at you. “Remind me to buy another uniform tomorrow.” She caught your puzzled look. “Well you tore this one and if we want to do this again, we need a new one.”
Your body tingled at the prospects of future sessions with Student Mina. “Get an S size, it’ll look even sexier.”
Obedience Part 2
Mina x Male Reader
3,219 Words
A/N: Thanks to @worldsover for reviewing and editing this piece
Streaks of sunlight shone on the walls. The weight on your chest, Mina, looked at you with sleepy eyes, her luscious thighs peeked out from under the sheets. Barely awake, you noticed the discarded and torn uniform by the corner of the room.
“Good morning babe.”
“Ohayō.”
“Let’s get that new uniform today. A smaller one.”
“I don’t think we have the time for that today.”
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Days passed and you still had not found time to buy the uniform. Weeks followed and it completely slipped your minds.
Until one day, you found yourselves standing outside the uniform store with her. Separated by a glass panel were several mannequins of boys and girls, showcasing the variety of uniforms from the different schools across the city. A smile crept on your face when you thought of your wife wearing one of these weeks ago.
Mina eagerly pulled you into the store. The store was neat and tidy, racks of shirts, pants, and skirts laid perfectly across the small store space. You waved at the store attendant. “Excuse me, we are looking for the girls’ uniform for Tdoong School.”
“Welcome, come this way, please. So Tdoong School huh?” It seemed like you were at the wrong section of the store and the store attendant just had to make small talk.
“Yep, the best of the best. We don’t want our daughter to get anything less.” You wrapped your arm around Mina’s shoulder and gave a soft pat. Mina did go to the best school in the country, though it has been years, and she was even the star student, a fact that you were proud of.
“Y’know, my daughter studies there as well. What class is yours in?”
Oh shit. You froze. “Well, we umm… don’t know yet.” You looked at Mina with hesitation. “The letter of approval for the transfer just came in the mailbox today and we were so excited that we came in to get the new uniforms.”
“Speaking of which, here we are.” The talkative worker looked around but found no child in sight. “Is your daughter around to try it on?”
There was no daughter to begin with, but luckily your intelligent wife had an answer ready. “Our Mi-tang went out with her friends today.” She gave you a sneaky look. “But we know she’s an S size.”
“And also, our baby has a tendency to tear her clothes so could we get two sets please?”
“Alright, two S size Tdoong School uniforms.” The employee grabbed them off the racks. “I’ll get them packed and ready for your daughter to wear.”
You gave a sly smile. “We’ll definitely get her to try it out when she returns home.”
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That daughter never appeared of course. Instead, after you cleaned the dinner plates, a new meal stepped out of the bedroom into the hallway: Mina with the new uniform. It’s exactly as tiny as you expected. The dress shirt was tighter than the last—Her tits pushed together, the top couple of buttons wouldn’t fasten properly, and the cotton hugged her skin so closely that you could see the points of her nipples. She tried pulling down the skirt while walking out, her ass cheeks visible from the front. Few skirts were capable of hiding her ass, and she refused to wear those skirts unless necessary.
Your jaw dropped. “I told you an S size will be sexier.” You gestured for her to come over to the dining room. “I love how tight it is on your curvy body. Your cleavage looks even better in this shirt. Bend over for me, bend over and show your teacher your tits.”
Her hands crept onto the cherry wood dining table, and she lowered deeper and deeper to flaunt the full shape of her body. Mina squinted and gave a sultry lick of her lips as she reached for the uniform’s neck to pull it open. She stroked her collarbone, throwing her head back. “What do you want to do to me, sir?”
With no time wasted, you pulled her around the table, into your chest then you dove into her neck. Under her skirt, you discovered the raw, smooth texture of her pussy lips. After a few deep sucks on her sensitive creamy skin, you mumbled into her neck, “Why aren’t you wearing any underwear to school? Should I punish you for public indecency? You want other students to stare at your tits and ass all day?” You spread her butt cheeks further apart to press a finger against her asshole.
“N-No. Not other students, ugh right there, only you sir. I’m yours.” Kisses moved up higher until you found her eager lips waiting for yours and her tongue sticking out, inviting you to suck on it. Meanwhile, Mina unbuttoned and partially removed the shirt, just the way you liked it. She didn’t want you tearing it again even though you had a spare set.
Your lips disconnected for a brief moment. “Can I get your ass tonight, baby?” you whispered.
“Please.” Her voice was just as soft and her eyes glistened with anticipation.
“Then be a good obedient girl.” You pushed Mina against a wall while your hands headed towards her tits. Enclosed in the tight uniform, they looked splendid. Her breasts were a respectable size and when pushed together by the shirt, a deep cleavage was formed. Now that the uniform was opened, her perfect tits peeked from between the flaps of white fabric. With every little movement, a slight shiver from the pleasure coursing through her body, or a deep breath whenever you touched her, Mina’s tits shook. You took the shirt off her shoulders, the unobstructed view enticing you to devour them.
While your right hand fondled her left tit, you sucked her right nipple. They had gotten hard from arousal but more than that, anticipation from your every touch. Sucking her tit wasn’t enough, you nuzzled the flesh and licked its underside, the small valley of flesh between both mounds, anywhere your mouth could access. “Oh fuck sir, you love my boobs?”
“Mmhmm.” An answer was not necessary, but you provided one anyway.
Mina held onto your neck and tried pressing you harder into her chest. Without looking, you grabbed both of her arms and pushed them up against the wall. She fully surrendered herself to you.
You moved over to the neglected left tit, repeating your mouth’s suction with it. Mina shifted her thighs and rubbed them together in an attempt to increase her stimulation. Satisfied with her chest, you bent lower to lick her abs. She worked hard for those, and you loved how they look whenever she wore crop tops and of course, when she was naked.
On your knees, you buried yourself under her short skirt and felt up her thick thighs. Her juices were freely flowing down them. Spreading them apart, you found your main target. A deep and long lick almost made her legs give way. “Do you let other teachers get under your skirt, allow them to taste you?” you teased, softly blowing onto the soft wet lips.
Mina could only try to grasp onto the flat wall above her head, her arms stuck even without you pinning them. “N-No, I’m your good student, all yours.”
Briefly, you dipped your tongue into her. “Tell me what you love about me.”
“You are caring.”
For a little more care, you gave her pussy another quick lick.
“Oh gosh, you are concerned about your students.”
When you lapped at her again, there were more juices.
“You look hot when you, fuck, when you concentrate.”
Another taste. Another slurp.
“God, your tongue’s so good.” Slurp. “Y-Your dick tastes good.” Slurp. Slurp. “You fuck me so good, I love your dick in me.”
You shoved your tongue into Mina’s pussy as much as possible, feeling the silky texture on your tongue, but then you also found her swollen clit. Though you started with gentle rubs, you progressed to harder ones and even pinched it.
Mina tried her best to keep quiet, eyes closed, and her hand over her mouth yet that didn’t help muffle her screams when you tweaked her clit between your lips. If you did not support her body, she would have collapsed into a pile of jelly because every part of her body shut down to focus on the euphoric feeling coming from her pussy.
She grinded herself against your mouth, begging you to push her to her orgasm. “Sir, oh sir, I’m going to cum.”
You momentarily left the confines of her skirt and thighs so that you could flip Mina around and have her ass exposed to you. It was always so delectable, you could hold on to those cheeks for days and leave your face stuffed between them just as you currently did.
You continued to rub your face over every inch, kissed and worshipped her ass. You rarely licked her asshole, but whenever you did, it sent shivers up Mina’s spine. She slumped forward and supported herself against the wall while you added your fingers into the mix, pumping them into her quivering pussy again.
She was already close. The new stimulation that came from her asshole drove her body crazy and it sent her into her first orgasm of the night. As Mina steadied herself against the wall, you stood back up, then hugged her from behind and planted kisses on her cheek.
“You alright?” No answers, just Mina grinding back to find your bulge. She turned around, hooking a leg around your waist to continue grinding you.
“Let’s go to your office, sir.”
Mina held your hand and walked backward, all while staring at you with seductive eyes and licking her lips. Since the last “meeting”, she was looking forward to the next time she would don her alma mater’s uniform. Upon reaching your bedroom, Mina pushed you to the wall while she stood by the foot of the bed.
She made a show of tempting you. Her tongue darted out to lick her finger which traced down her neck and onto her tits, lightly going over her nipples before giving each one a hard pinch. She flipped the shirt off her shoulders, pushed her chest out even further, then threw it aside, and you stripped your shirt off to match her state of undress.
Her finger dipped to the hem of her short skirt, gradually lifting her skirt up to give you a much clearer view of her dripping pussy. After she turned around, Mina bent over the bed, wiggling her butt while she unzipped the skirt and let it fall down her thick thighs. The tightness inside your pants grew so unbearable that you almost ripped them off, your underwear too. Now, both of you were finally stark naked.
For a few seconds, you stood apart from each other, pleasuring yourselves as the tension and your needs grew. Your breaths grew louder, and you wanted Mina badly, as much as she wanted you.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot Mina.”
You didn’t want to waste any more time waiting for her to give in. You carried Mina by her waist and moved her up the bed. Pressed against her pussy, you didn’t hesitate to slip into her.
She let out deep moans between words, for each inch you delved inside. “Fuck babe, oh your dick feels so good, I thought you, oh, you wanted my ass tonight?”
“Babe? Is this, fuck, what the top student should be addressing her teachers?” You slowly moved your hips, forcefully thrusting into the depths of her pussy.
“No sir. I’m sorry sir. Oh, keep fucking me.”
Of course you would, Mina was a lovely wife with a lovely body. Thrust after thrust, you tried your hardest to keep your eyes fixed on Mina. However, with every squeeze of her pussy around your cock, every slap of her ass against your hips, every backward grind she made against your crotch, you couldn’t not shut your eyes.
The same could be said for Mina. All she could think about was your cock. She didn’t realize how loud she was moaning, neither did you, and she would surely regret it by the time she woke up tomorrow. Her body reacted instinctively to your pounding, body arching beautifully and her pussy dripping and slowly staining the sheets.
For just a moment, you bent over to grab Mina’s arms and pull them back. You absolutely loved how she had to rely on you to avoid falling face flat. “What a slutty student. You wish the whole school could see you like this, don’t you? Taking your teacher’s cock so well.”
You couldn’t make out what she said beyond the gasps and moans, but you felt her clench even more around you. She was going to cum soon—your dirty talk wasn’t making things easier for her—but you couldn’t have that, not when you weren’t on the main course yet.
Only a few more thrusts, then you let go of her arm and withdrew your shaft. Mina’s whine would have been cute if not for the fact that she was begging for cock.
You got off the bed to search for the lube stored in the bedside drawer while Mina turned around to face you. She pushed her tits together with her arms and jiggled her chest to you. “What are you doing sir? Don’t leave your slutty student alone.”
Thank goodness you found the lube by then. After you handed the bottle to Mina, you ordered her, “Get my cock ready for your ass.”
She squeezed a generous amount onto her hands and began spreading it all over your shaft. Starting with the lower portions of your shaft, she gently held it up while she stooped and sucked whatever portion of your shaft that was unlubed. As she continued moving with upwards strokes, her lips climbed higher on your length.
The loud sounds of suction were beautifully disgusting, completely contrasting what a perfect student Mina was. The loud pop she made when releasing your tip was sexy, and it meant that you were almost all lubed up and ready to take her ass.
She got more lube onto her hands, stroking you and giving an expert handjob. Her thumb rolled over your tip, her hands rotating in opposite directions, her grip alternating between squeezing and loosening. All these made you impatient and you both knew it.
Still maintaining her skillful strokes, Mina moved upwards to straddle you. She ran her hands with whatever lube left on it onto her ass and proceeded to position your slick shaft right between her cheeks. Mina grinded on your aching shaft to transfer some lube onto herself.
“You ready sir? You ready to take this naughty student’s ass?” Mina lifted herself up, holding onto the headrest behind you. With a hand holding your shaft and pressing against the puckered hole and the other spreading her cheeks apart, Mina lowered herself onto you.
You caught her wincing as more and more of your cock penetrated her. While your face must have contorted similarly with the tightness of the ring halfway down your shaft, there had to be some pain for her. “You alright babe? Want to slow things down a little?”
But she kept dropping herself anyway. “Oh god, it’s okay. It’s just that, mmm, it’s been a while since I had your cock in my ass.” After some time, she had finally made it all the way down, your cock buried deep inside her.
Finally opening her eyes again, Mina was ready and got to work riding you. With your shoulders as support, she pulled herself off your cock up to the top and then proceeded to slam herself back on your lap.
Every time she choked your dick then let it breathe, you felt heaven approach. Your groans were nothing compared to Mina’s cries of pleasure but they were silenced when she captured your lips. You kissed her with great fervor, keeping up with her rhythm of lust. While making out with you, she couldn’t ride you with the same vigor, so you took it upon yourself to thrust upwards, making her moan into your mouth.
You left for a breath of air and you would love to continue kissing her, but it was preventing her from riding you to her best ability. A grip on her waist and a slight push got her to fall on her back. Your exit from her ass made her even more upset and she tried to hold you back by wrapping her legs around you. It was a fruitless attempt however because you knew exactly what you wanted to do to her.
Mina was flipped onto her hands and knees, then she raised her ass upwards, giving you a much closer view of her gaping hole. It begged not to be empty as it crinkled and throbbed so at its mercy you pushed her back down and re-entered her.
Mina was perfectly positioned, right by the mirror, to allow you both to see her body rocking in tandem with your thrusts. Her eyes were rolled back, tongue sticking out, as she relished in the pleasure shooting up her spine. You snaked a hand to her tit and got her upright. Now both of you were on your knees, and your proximity to her ears allowed you to whisper directly to her.
“You’re such a perfect girl. A perfect student in class with good grades, but a perfect slut for me with your tight pussy and ass. Look at yourself taking my cock so well.” You reached down to finger her, both your hands working all over Mina’s body. When you brushed over her clit, she twitched in your hands, nerves firing off rapidly.
“Oh, fuck me, make your slutty student cum sir. I’m going to cum sir.”
You were close as well and you wanted to finish with her. “Cum for me Mina. Cum for me and I’ll fill your ass with cum.”
You used whatever strength you had left and put it into the last few thrusts. Mina’s ass was clenching hard around you and threatening to push you across the edge. You pinched her nipples repeatedly and buried three fingers into her snatch, ferociously pumping them in and out.
That was the last straw for both of you. Your senses didn’t function for a moment, because your brain only focused on pouring spurts of cum out of your dick and into your wife’s ass. Your mind slowed down then, and it made these short seconds of orgasm feel like hours. Mina felt the same since her body grew limp except for her holes which mindlessly squeezed your cock and fingers to feel even fuller. She drenched your fingers with her essence while you painted her ass white.
The both of you lied down on bed for some time, cuddled, and recovered from the intense session. Gathering enough strength to carry Mina, you brought her for a joint shower so that you could clean yourselves up before heading to bed.
“Thanks again for fulfilling my role-play fantasy babe.”
“Anything for you my love.”
Holding her in your arms, you found comfort in each other’s warmth before you fell asleep.
Obedience Part 3
Mina x Male Reader
3,403 Words
A/N: Happy Birthday @writerpeach, the one who paved the way for all of us writers and the one to awaken the femdom kinks in most of us. Here is my attempt at one for you and I hope you enjoy it! Your works are amazing and if not for you, I wouldn’t be here. Stop doubting yourself man.
A/N 2: Thank you @worldsover, @midnightdancingwithsol and @V1ntrix for editing and guiding me through my mistakes.
Streaks of orange fill the sky as you return home. A tough day at work, you want some rest and relaxation for the rest of the evening. Everyone left the office with a buzz, excited for a Friday night out. Everyone but you.
You’ve grown accustomed to staying in the comfort of your home all day and are lucky to have found a girl who prefers to do so as well. It’s your own little private bubble, and you absolutely love it.
You hastily enter your apartment and toss your office shirt into the laundry basket. Collapsing on your couch, you turn on the television while the room begins to cool down from the fan in the living room. Each channel you change to is equally boring; you sieve through them like a child rapidly flipping through a storybook.
Click. The door opens, and you leap out of the sofa to greet your lovely wife. Capturing her between your palms, you give her a soft kiss. “Looking beautiful as always, Ms. Myoui.”
Mina smiles and giggles at your compliment, and you take a step back to let your eyes roam down her body. She is wearing a coat that reaches her luscious thighs; underneath it is a similarly short mini-dress, its sequin mesh revealing her delectable cleavage.
You pull her into your embrace and can’t resist giving her some kisses. One on her forehead, another on her cheek, a third on her neck. These playful kisses repeat in a cycle until Mina gets overwhelmed by them. Her soft laughter slowly turns to whimpers, and her fingers clutch onto your back.
“Ugh. Come on baby, stop it.” Mina giggles.
You shake your head, sweep her coat off, and bury your head into her shoulder to give light bites. Her perfect shoulders should get an award; you love it whenever she shows them off. Your hands also move down from her hips to her butt, lightly grabbing and kneading it.
A bit firmer this time, Mina demands, “Be a good boy and stop.”
You don’t want to infuriate Mina, so you stop. However, as you look back to her, you don’t see any hints of disappointment or anger, just a look of curiosity. That curiosity then turns into a devilish grin. You know that expression too well.
She wants something from you.
“Let’s go to the bedroom baby.”
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Cold. You’re sitting on your chair, topless with cold air blasting in your bedroom. You desperately need some warmth, and you would definitely bury yourself under your bed cover… if you could.
Tied. Hands are restrained behind your back by the same tie that Mina often wears when donning her uniform. But this time, she isn’t in it. It’s a different attire.
Hard. You’re straining your pants with each passing second, the anticipation of what Mina has planned. Loudening clicks of her heels have your eyes glued to the entrance of your bedroom.
Each clack shakes you to the core just a bit more, and when Mina finally steps into the bedroom, she takes your breath away. She is attractive when she’s giggly and cute, but she is outright hot when she knows what she wants and when she commands your attention.
Just like right now.
Ruler in her hand, Mina lightly slaps it against her hand and continues to walk towards you.
“Ms. Myoui, why am I tied? I’ve been a good student.”
She brings the ruler up and lightly strokes it across your cheeks. Just a simple touch and you let out a sound of need. This doesn’t go unnoticed, and it earns a smirk from your teacher.
Silence permeates the air. The glint of the light against the ruler aimed at your chest gives off a menacing glow—careful, precise strokes leave initially invisible indents on your sensitive skin.
M. Metal on your chest rakes red streaks.
I. Icy demeanor raises bumps on your flesh.
N. No option but to submit to her will.
A. All hail the queen.
Mina smiles at the sight of you squirming and bends lower to stroke your legs. Starting from the calf, the ruler slowly moves up to your inner thighs.
“Ms. Myoui, plea—”
Slap. The red mark on your face stings, and will do so for a few more minutes. You want to fight back but are unable to. Even if you could, you fear another slap on your cheek.
All you can do is look into Mina’s eyes and plead silently.
Finally, she breaks her silence and her sweet voice calms you down.
“You’ve done really well on your assignments.”
You break into a shaky smile but are still afraid to say something. Noticing this, Mina gives you a nod to grant you permission to speak.
“Thank you, Ms. Myoui. I am your good little student after all.”
She wraps a hand around your neck and plays with the small strands of your hair on your nape. She then straddles you and gives you a soft kiss on the forehead.
“Well, I have a few more assignments for you, and I expect you to do them well.”
Mina pulls open her coat, revealing her naked chest. Her mini-dress is nowhere to be found, and a part of you wishes to see more of her in that. The way it pushes her tits together is mouth-watering, and you want to plant your face between them.
Your thoughts are interrupted as Mina crashes her lips against yours and immediately inserts her tongue into your mouth. You meekly swirl your tongue against hers, too afraid to be as aggressive as you would have liked.
Her hand still on the back of your head, she maneuvers you to her neck, and you oblige her, peppering kisses and briefly sucking her pressure points. You hear her let out a soft sigh, telling you that you’re doing a great job.
You’re steered downwards into her ample cleavage and you don’t hesitate to nuzzle her flesh. Kisses, licks, sucks, you name them—you work your mouth on her breast as you always loved to.
Eyes wander upwards to your teacher’s. Her cold stare tells you that’s not what she wants and that you really don’t want to fail her assignment. Eyes now back on your work, you focus on her already erect nipples. You momentarily smile, proud of your existing work, before you latch yourself onto one of them.
Suckling hard, Mina gasps loudly. “That’s it. Oh! You’re an ace at this!”
You barely hear her words but it does encourage you. After all, you are her good student.
Briefly pulling away from her chest, you ask, “Ms. Myoui, will you give me an A for this?”
Eyes shut, Mina coaxes you with deep breaths every few words. “Ugh! Keep it up and I’ll give it to you, an A+ even. Mmh! And I’ll, I’ll reward you for doing so well.”
It’s a pity your hands are tied behind your back. You desperately wish to fondle her chest, squeeze the soft flesh, maybe even give them light slaps to watch them jiggle, but you settle for your current situation.
Not long after, Mina shifts your head to suck her other breast. You give it the same treatment—lick her cleavage, nuzzle her flesh and suck her nipples. She shivers on your lap, her hold on you tightens, and you feel her pulse increase. The shivers turn to grinds. Back and forth on your thigh, Mina spreads her slick as she derives more pleasure, pushing you further into your chest and rocking herself faster on your leg.
Her chest heaves, drool seeps out the side of her mouth, and right as you feel the quivering of her lithe legs, Mina pushes you away.
“Mmm. That is definitely an A+. Now…” Mina dismounts your lap and kneels before you. “Here’s your reward.”
She toys with your obvious bulge, stroking it with the metal ruler. After what Mina has put you through, you’re eager for any stimulation and softly whine when she pulls the ruler away.
“Already hard? What a needy boy, getting hard for me in my class.”
No real shame in admitting to the charge—if you had had a teacher as hot as Mina, you’d definitely have been spending most of the lesson thinking about how you badly you’d want her to fuck you. You gulp and nod your head.
Mina bends over to pull down your pants and completely undresses you. You shiver, unsure whether it’s from the cold or Mina’s icy stare. Probably both. Mina licks her lips at the exposure of your erect shaft and a second later, she’s back upright and on your lap, holding your cock and rubbing it against her lips.
“You feel how wet I am? That’s what you do to me.” She lines your cock with her dripping hole and lowers herself. At the tightening bliss of first penetration, the both of you inadvertently shut your eyes. “Fuck, this feels good.”
Once Mina finds support on your shoulders, she begins riding you with enthusiasm. Perfectly creamy, perfectly hot, perfectly snug. You try to push yourself deeper into her, lifting your hips as much as you can in your restrained state. Mina rides you hard and fast, her moans going straight into your ears.
You’ve rarely seen Mina this drunk in lust, her rhythm more erratic, your cock coated in more of her slick. She buries her head into your neck, lightly biting as her orgasm washes over her. Gyrating on your crotch and spreading her juices all over your lap, you patiently wait for Mina to continue riding you and making you cum.
But she doesn’t.
Mina dismounts you, much to your dismay, and gives you a haughty sneer. Back on her knees, her tongue is on your swollen tip. She repeatedly licks off your leaking precum, replacing the sticky wetness with her own saliva instead.
Painfully slowly, Mina drags her tongue across your length. Up and down, around your girth, a few more on your balls. She specifically attacks your sensitive spots, and you can’t help but shut your eyes at the pleasure coursing through your body.
“Mmm, I taste good. Maybe I should let you eat me out, or should I fuck myself with this ruler and let you taste me on that?”
A kiss on your shaft later, Mina takes you into her mouth. Her mouth is warm, unlike her icy demeanor. Lips press hard against your cock as your teacher sucks inch after inch of it. Her blowjob is wet and sloppy, her saliva spewing onto your crotch whenever she gags on your cock.
Forcing yourself to look down, you see Mina staring into your half lidded eyes.
“You like this? You like seeing your teacher on her knees and giving you the best blowjob ever?”
“Fuck! Ms. Myoui. I love it. I might cum soon. Ugh, keep going.”
“No!”
Pain strikes your lower body.
It takes seconds for you to realise what Mina has done—she slapped your dick with the ruler. Yet from that pain, there is a sliver of pleasure. Precum leaks out, and Mina’s eyes go wide for a second before a smirk returns and she slaps it again.
“No cumming ‘till I allow you to.”
“Plea—fuck!”
Mina continues giving you the perfect blowjob, making you interrupt your pleas with loud groans. But at the end of the day, you are an obedient little student, just like she was when she was the student. You desperately desire the warmth of your teacher’s mouth, not wanting to spend any second without it. Whenever her mouth reaches the top, your hips instinctively thrust up for it.
Mina enthusiastically slobbers all over your cock as she speeds her blowjob up. Her tongue works its magic on you, continuously moving around your girth even when you are deep inside Mina’s throat.
You’re reduced to a mumbling mess, barely able to get a sentence out of your dry mouth. You wish to wrap your legs around her head to hold her there and to pump your seed down her throat. You cry out, “M-Ms. Myoui, please. I’m gonna cum.”
If only you did as you wished, maybe you would have gotten your first orgasm of the night. But no, Mina pulls away from you in the perfect moment. Tears form as you lament the loss of Mina’s perfect mouth and the prospect of your first orgasm. Your hips desperately buck, your dick pathetically twitches, but there’s no more pleasure to be earned from the air that Mina abandoned.
Still on her knees, Mina folds her arms and sneers at the miserable squirming mess. “Too bad. No cumming till I say so.” She leans back in and makes a show of sucking her long thin fingers in front of you, letting the excess spill just a few millimetres to the side of your begging mouth before again depriving you of even her exhalations when she stands up.
Maybe you thank her a little when the now-spit-stained ruler strikes your cock again.
The pressure on your hands is released as Mina frees them from your tie. Everything’s still a bit hazy and you don’t get any opportunity to touch your teacher as she pulls you onto the bed and pushes you down. Mina straddles you back first, presenting her bare ass to you.
“No touching.”
Too focused on her butt, you miss her words. You feel up Mina’s milky thighs and your hands move closer and closer. Just a passing swipe on her pussy and you discover how much your wife is getting off from this dominant position.
“What did I just say?”
You gulp as she looks back, staring deep into your soul. You are a sinner, and it’s time for your punishment.
“You want to touch me so badly? I’ll let you do it until you’re begging me to stop.”
A second later, your face is pressed against Mina’s ass. You’d normally be happy when given the chance to kiss it, knead it and worship it, but this is not one such time. Her scent quickly fills up your nose, but it’s no oxygen. You try mumbling your troubles to Mina but she either didn’t hear you or chose to ignore you. Suffer seconds more of being suffocated by your teacher’s ass before she relents.
You take deep breaths and are about to protest against her but her butt is back on you. “This is for disrespecting my words. Do you have anything to say now?”
“Sorry Ms. Myoui.” Your muffled voice thankfully reaches Mina’s ears, otherwise you are going to black out from the lack of air. Death by Mina’s ass—doesn’t sound like a bad way to go.
“Good boy. Now here’s your second assignment of the night: eat my ass.”
No, you aren’t going to disobey her anymore. Mina leans on your chest and gives you a quick handjob. Arousal at a high again, you plant your lips on the meaty flesh, giving every square inch of it a deep kiss. She arches her back, tempting you to go further. Your tongue now joins in on the action, licking Mina’s prized asset and moving closer and closer to her puckered asshole with each pass.
“What are you waiting for? Do you want to fail?”
You answer by pushing your tongue as deep as possible into Mina. She moans and pushes back towards you, as if telling you “More! More!”
You know what she wants so you grab her ass, kneading the cheeks whilst pulling her closer so that you can properly give it the attention it fully deserves. No second goes by where your tongue doesn’t stay in contact with her other than the occasional pauses to catch your breath.
“Oh fuck that’s good.” The warmth of her cheeks feels good too and it spurs you further. “Now, I want you to make me cum, then you can fill my ass with your cum.”
Your eyes twinkle at the prospect of anal with Mina, as it always does, but something feels different this time. Perhaps it’s because Mina is the one initiating this time. No time to think as she pulls out the bottle of lube from the nearby nightstand and tosses it to you.
Squeezing out a decent amount of lube, you begin to slather yourself with it. Mina turns around and kisses you fully, pushing her tongue into your mouth almost immediately. You try your best to finish lubing yourself up while keeping up with the intense make out. Your right hand repeatedly strokes your cock, ensuring every inch doesn’t go unlubed, while your left kneads Mina’s butt, spreading tiny bits of lube against her hole.
She crawls up closer to you, her body weight pushing you back on the bed. Her grip around your neck pulls you closer to her, deepening the kiss. She pulls back a bit, maintaining contact with your forehead. Staring into her eyes, your lovely wife resurfaces for a few seconds and she mouths a quick “I love you.” before getting off you and on all fours.
“Fuck me. Now.”
You kneel behind Mina and immediately press your shaft against her asshole. You’ve waited long enough the whole night after being teased over and over again. The desire to cum pushes you to earn your orgasm as you slowly begin to ease into Mina.
Tight.
Hot.
Another sensation would come to mind but—"Fuck,“ you say, groaning—the first two are all that exist in your thoughts. Slow thrusts in and out of your teacher doesn’t cut it for both of you and Mina orders you to go faster.
Self-control flies right out the window, supplanted by the animalistic lust that’s been building up the whole night. Mina’s body rocks in euphoria, her arms stop supporting her body and her upper body falls onto the bed.
In a soft, sultry voice, Mina asks—no, commands you. “Slap my ass. I know you love watching it ripple.”
You do love that sight indeed and raising your hand up, it strikes forcefully onto Mina’s plump butt. Mina groans. “Again!”
Indulge her enthusiasm with your own and deliver a series of slaps that leaves red handprints on both cheeks. She pushes the metal ruler back and turns to you. Her eyes tell you what she wants—use the ruler to spank her.
Your cock marks the walls of her ass, and whenever it withdraws, the ruler makes its own marks. You try your best to maintain this rhythm but minutes later, your brain could only focus on seeking its own pleasure.
The ruler finds itself tossed aside on the bed, and your hands find themselves back on her hips, gripping them and keeping Mina’s body close to yours. Her right hand creeps to between her legs, working her other hole to drive herself to orgasm.
“That’s it! Harder! I want my, oh, I want my hole gaping after this.”
Two fingers in her pussy, thumb on her clit and most importantly, your cock pounding her ass. Mina lets out a loud moan and a scream as she cums. Her body quivers and her hole tightens, making you struggle in keeping up your thrusts.
“Ms. Myoui. Ms. Myoui! Fuck, you’re… you’re so tight. I-I’m c-cumming.”
“Do it! Fill my ass. That’s what you’ve wanted since the night started, right? I want your hot cum in me.”
You feel your cum flowing through your whole length before it pumps out glob after glob into Mina’s asshole. Exhaustion washes over you, yet your body already knows how to act on its own—it bends over and arms wrap around Mina’s torso. Falling onto your side, you begin to spoon her while eking out a few more lazy thrusts into her.
Minutes later, and after you’ve calmed down from the intense orgasm, your now-soft shaft slips out of your wife, letting cum spill out of her.
It’s bubbly Mina who greets you when she turns back, stern Ms. Myoui having already departed after the last bell. She gently kisses you.
“Thank you for letting me do this babe. Did I hurt you?”
You shake your head to reassure her. “I loved it.” You plant a kiss on her nose. “You were so hot. I felt myself explode in you.”
Before your eyes shut and you fall asleep for the night, you whisper, “When will Ms. Myoui come by again?”
Conquer
Chaeyoung x Male Reader
3,687 Words
A/N: Just want to say whatever I wrote in this fic doesn’t represent my thoughts of Chaeyoung as a person but is mainly fictional (like all my stories) and based on some inspiration from this pic. Also, this fic might not be everyone’s cup of tea. It’s not extreme at all (I think) but might upset some people.
More A/N: Also shout out to @sinswithpleasure @usedslimedemo & @worldsover for helping to look through and edit this fic.
After a quick lecture, Chaeyoung doesn’t expect much as she opens the door to her boyfriend’s apartment, and she definitely doesn’t expect what will soon happen for the next few hours.
Tossing her bag to a corner of the living room, she collapses onto the couch and sinks into the soft leather. While her class was shorter than usual, it was still taxing, and Chaeyoung needed time to relax before heading for a date with her boyfriend.
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You have just woken up after a deep slumber. The party you attended yesterday was boring other than the fact that you managed to nail not one but two hot girls, adding them to your long list of hookups. What were their names again? Your head pounds. One of them was definitely… something like Mina. Can’t even remember the other one.
Looking at the bedside clock, you curse at yourself for waking up too early; it isn’t lunchtime yet. After a quick stretch to get yourself off the bed, you head to the bathroom for your daily morning routine before making your way to the kitchen to grab some cereal bars.
Still chewing, you’re about to head to the living room to catch whatever show is playing until a small figure catches your eyes.
“What the fuck Chae, what are you doing here? Joon told me you’re supposed to be in class now.”
“My class ended early so I decided to pop by here befo—WHAT THE HECK PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!” The girl shrieks upon seeing you.
Right, you slept naked and didn’t think of putting clothes on, assuming you’d be alone. But now that the two of you are alone together, bold ideas enter your head. “Yeah no, this is my apartment, and if you have a problem with this you can always leave.”
Chaeyoung furrows her eyebrows, reluctant to leave and travel back home for an hour just to be back here again. She turns away from you and forces her eyes onto her phone, praying that Joon will return home soon.
You smirk with the knowledge that you have her where you want. Slowly but surely, she will succumb to temptation. You don’t hide your stares and openly scan her curves. Chaeyoung can feel your eyes on her, and she tries to brush it off, frantically finding something entertaining on Youtube to distract her.
With thoughts of all the things you want to do to the loyal girlfriend sitting by your side, you begin to stroke yourself slowly. Perhaps she gives good blowjobs, or her pussy is insanely tight given her petite figure. You let out soft groans after every stroke in an attempt to capture Chaeyoung’s attention, to get her horny enough to give in.
Your efforts succeed. Chaeyoung takes a glance towards you, a gasp hanging by her mouth as she realizes how large you are when erect. She should have already known that your dick’s size was impressive as soon as you walked in, but she didn’t want to admit it to herself. Not only are you bigger than Joon, but you are the biggest she has ever seen—not that she has seen many cocks.
“You can touch it if you want,” you say.
Gosh, I got caught staring. “I-It’s, umm, it’s not right.”
You have her where you want. She didn’t say she doesn’t want to, just that it isn’t right. Now she just needs that additional pull past the red line. “Trust me, Chae. Once you feel it, it will be more than right.”
She’s falling for the trap. You see her fidgeting, hand almost reaching for your cock. This will be one of your best conquests—not just some random party whore, but a smart and beautiful girlfriend of your roommate no less.
Chaeyoung has heard many things about you: you are a playboy that goes to endless parties; most of the time, the girls return and beg for more; and the girls you bring back moan out loud and past the thin walls in the apartment.
Deep in her thoughts, she doesn’t notice that you’ve grabbed her hand and brought it to your length. Your cock twitches in her small grasp, relishing in her touch. Still grabbing her wrist, you lead her to begin stroking on your shaft.
Her eyes widen in shock. What is supposed to come out of her mouth as “Stop, let me go!” instead becomes “Gosh, I can barely wrap my hand around you.”
“Yes, and you can feel this big cock inside you. Come on Chae, just give it a shot.”
You’ve let go of her hand for a few minutes already, but the inner heat within Chaeyoung has made her continue stroking, at an even faster pace.
She is so close to temptation, sweet as honey, and she knows it’s too late. Her love for her boyfriend is vanishing by the second, and the burning need is growing exponentially.
But what about the consequences?
Screw them. I just need to get fucked right now.
Chaeyoung jumps onto your lap, then crushes her lips into yours, desperately kissing you to release her pent-up lust from these minutes. You smile through the messy liplock, proud that you got the girl to give in to the immoral act.
She grips you tightly and strokes you shamelessly, her fingers providing pleasurable friction. Hands wrap behind her head, and you pull her head closer into you, which prompts Chaeyoung to begin pressing her chest against yours.
Her light weight makes it easy for you to lift her body and without breaking the kiss, you bring her across the apartment and into Joon’s room. Yours is perfectly fine to fuck in, well-used even, but something wild in you makes you want to send a statement. After slamming the door shut, it becomes a perfect surface for you to push her against, and you intensify the kiss, bringing your tongue into the mix. Her shyness is still apparent, her tongue meekly wrapping around yours.
You position a hand lower and begin to feel up her tummy from under her shirt. Seeking more, it reaches higher and plays with the bra-covered tit. She left your cock unattended since you carried her earlier and now, you want to test your theories about her.
Not even one step away from her towards the bed, and Chaeyoung hastily undoes her clothing down to her underwear before you reach your seat on the mattress.
“Come on Chae, come suck my cock.”
She gulps, visibly worried that she can’t handle your length. On her knees and between your spread legs, she holds your cock like earlier, taking a closer look.
Observing the few drops of precum on the tip, Chaeyoung is tempted to take a quick taste. She has crossed the line already; what’s stopping her now? So she licks your shaft, and then again, and then more intensely, lathering it with her saliva. With her puckered lips, she kisses the tip and runs them along your cock.
You give her many praises, each “That’s it” and “Good girl” lights up her face and encourages her to keep it up. She sticks out her tongue and slaps your dick on it, drawing your eyes open and down at her.
Bit by bit, she takes you into her mouth. Her plump lips slowly rub against you, the strong suction and warmth from her mouth making it harder to keep your eyes on her. After taking in most of your length, Chaeyoung releases it and gasps for air.
“Shit, I don’t think I can take in all of you.”
“Oh, I’ll make sure you can.”
She continues bobbing her head up and down, sometimes stopping at the tip to swirl her tongue around the girth. Drool seeps out the sides of her mouth and almost drips onto her chest. Your hand stays on her head, going from stroking her hair to forcing her down onto your cock aggressively .
Unprepared, Chaeyoung chokes, the layer of frothy saliva on her chin increasing tenfold and even beginning to stain her bra. You don’t relent, keeping up the roughness even as she begins to tear up.
Sometimes you wonder what good deeds you did to deserve this. With all the sinning in the past few years of college, it should be impossible for you to indulge endlessly in such heavenly pleasure. However, as much as you’re enjoying yourself, so is Chaeyoung who is aroused much more than she expects. This is a far cry from the soft lovemaking she is used to with Joon. Rarely was she treated this roughly, but it doesn’t matter. She loves it, as evident from her slick pooling in her panties.
As you continue to thrust her mouth onto your cock, she becomes more accustomed to your length and is taking in more of it over time. Seeing the bulge forming in her neck brings a smile to your face and with a final push, you make Chaeyoung take all of your shaft into her throat. You capture a mental image of your roommate’s girlfriend swallowing your huge cock to savor in the future; although, with the way she hums happily around your width, you’re certain that you don’t need the memory, that there will be a next time.
When she frantically taps your thighs, you release her head. Seeing her makeup all ruined gives you a small sense of pride. From now on, you won’t view her as the prim and proper girl she is, just another of your hookups.
Not leaving your shaft unattended as she catches her breath, she quickly jerks you off. “Fuck, I didn’t know I could fit you in my mouth. Mwah. And it feels so good.”
“Do you do that with Joon?”
“Of course not. It’s easy to suck his pathetic dick.” With that, Chaeyoung repeatedly attempts to fuck her face onto your cock and deepthroat you. If all it takes is for her to suck you off to lose herself in sinful lust, to be so far gone as to belittle her boyfriend, you wonder how much further she’ll spiral into the abyss when you fuck her.
A particularly loud gag snaps you back into reality, and you lean back on the bed with your hands supporting you, shutting your eyes to enjoy the skilled girlfriend’s mouth. Not long after, you’re getting close and you don’t want to hold back. You stand and grab the sides of her head to start fucking her mouth. She lets go of your thighs, obediently placing them on her own thighs while you take over.
“Oh fuck Chae, I’m going to cum.”
The first shot of cum overwhelms her, the sheer volume catching Chaeyoung off guard as some cum spills out. The next few shots aren’t as intense, and she holds all your syrupy load in her mouth. Near the end of your first orgasm, you pull out and release onto her face; it makes her even prettier. She shuts her eyes as you paint her, the messy makeup now covered up by your cum.
“Swallow it all.”
Chaeyoung looks you in the eyes and takes a big gulp. Working its way down her throat, you watch as she savors the taste.
“You taste so good, even better than Joon.”
As she’s about to clean her face with her fingers, you stop her. “Don’t. It looks good on you.”
Desperate for much more than tasting your cum, she eagerly unclasps her bra and pulls off her panties. You snatch the latter from her, take in a lewd sniff of the underwear at the dark wet spot, and sigh out a breath of satisfaction.
“I’m keeping this,” you say, throwing it perfectly to the doorknob where it hangs.
Much to Chaeyoung’s surprise, you’re still hard after the orgasm; she assumes she would have to suck your soft dick back to erection, maybe give you a show or grind her pert ass against it. But instead, it stands ready, and now you want more than just her mouth on your cock.
“Get on the bed, I’m fucking you from behind.”
Chaeyoung nervously climbs onto the bed, but she ignores the nerves, getting on enthusiastic hands and knees. She wants you to fuck her—No, she needs you to give her the fuck of a lifetime. Having sex with someone that’s not her boyfriend is the least of her concerns right now.
You grab hold of your wet cock and slap her meaty ass and follow it up with more hard spanks. Sharp gasps fill the room and with your dick pressed against Chaeyoung’s soaking slit, you know she will do anything for you to thrust into her and begin ramming her.
“Beg for my cock, Chaeyoung.”
“Please… please fuck me with your huge cock. Please, please, I want your cock to stretch me out in ways I never thought was possible.”
You slip past her entrance and brush the length against her lips, slathering it with a second layer of wetness. Her whines grow louder, and she’s even resorted to grinding against your still dick, desperate for any stimulation.
“Tell me you love my cock.”
“I love your cock so, so much. I love the way it fits in my mouth. I love its taste. Oh god, it tastes so much better than Joon’s.”
“Say you’re a cheating whore.”
“I’m a, I’m a…” You press yourself even harder into her opening and rub your tip along her swollen folds. “Oh god, I’m a cheating whore! A slut who loves a cock that doesn’t belong to her boyfriend, a slut who, oh fuck, needs a hard pounding by the better dick!”
That’s it. You’ve properly broken her mentally—now you’re going to wreck her physically. With a deep and hard thrust into Chaeyoung for the first time, she feels like she’s splitting in half. She screams in pain with the first thrust, and then the second, and then the third, but by the fourth time, there is no more pain, only pleasure.
You grip onto her ass, pulling it back in tandem with your rhythm so that you can push yourself as deep as possible into her pussy. It’s obvious she has never had a cock this big in her pussy; she is unbelievably tight, much tighter than any party slut you came across.
“Oh yes! So big! So deep!” She is thoroughly enjoying herself, her body jerking and writhing under you. You feel bad for Chaeyoung, not because you have permanently ruined her relationship with Joon, but because she has been deprived of a good and proper fucking.
“Whose pussy is this? Who owns this slut’s tight-ass pussy?”
“This pussy is all yours. Fuck, your cock is so big. You own me and my body.”
You give her a hard slap on her ass before pushing her cum-stained face onto Joon’s pillow.
“That’s right bitch, I own you now. I bet Joon is too much of a coward to treat you like this.”
At the mention of her boyfriend’s name, you feel her pussy contracting even more. This slut is getting wetter whenever you mention Joon! She shakes her head crazily before falling flat into the pillow again.
Chaeyoung turns her head and looks at you. All the cum you released onto her now stains Joon’s pillow. Tonight, he’ll sleep with dreams of fucking Chaeyoung like you are right now, unaware that his peaceful head lays on his roommate’s dried cum, or that the cum was drained by his girlfriend’s mouth.
The sheer determination of your face elicits a moan from Chaeyoung, and she wonders why she didn’t let you fuck her sooner. All those rumors she heard are all true. She will never have enough of your cock, she will will definitely plan more visits with you, and heck, she’ll jump on you at the mere sight of the bulge in your pants, even if the thin wall that you’d fuck her into were the only thing that hides her from Joon.
“Oh god, oh god. Is my slutty pussy good enough for you?”
“Yes Chae, it’s fucking tight. I gotta thank Joon for not stretching you out with his tiny cock.”
Another gasp. You don’t need to attend parties to get some good pussy anymore. This cheating whore is one of the best pussies you have ever fucked, and it’ll be a waste to not enjoy it when it is so easily accessible.
Your eyes dart from her sweaty neck and back down to her butt. Her puckered hole looks so inviting. You are pretty sure she has never had anything up her asshole. You play with the idea of taking her anal virginity but decide to ease her into it for now: One hand on her buttcheeks crawls to the tight entrance, and the index finger rolls around to bend just its tip against the inviting hole.
“Angh!” Chaeyoung is close; you can feel it, the tightening of her asshole on your pointer, of her pussy on your shaft. You want her to cum all over your cock and make a mess on Joon’s bed, so you grab her arms and pull her upright, the perfect position to whisper into her ear.
“This cock feels good right? Mmm… Fuck! Tell me, does Joon fuck you this good? Who do you love more?”
Love. That’s right. Chaeyoung forgot how much she loves Joon. Is it fair to say she still belongs to him when her pussy doesn’t?
The inner turmoil is the perfect distraction. She can’t hold herself back, already standing right at the edge, out of control. Your hand creeps between her legs and finds her swollen clit. A few quick and rough rubs, and an additional pinch makes her orgasm completely wash over her.
Chaeyoung lets out a deafening scream and grows limp, laying into your chest. You pull out of her, admiring the sight of the cheating girlfriend squirting all over the bed. It’s been a while since you made a girl cum this hard, but it definitely helps that you have extra motivation to break this girl, to defile his most inviolable place of sleep; however, this one’s a gift for Joon—you know for a fact he’s never managed that.
When her orgasm dies down, you push her back onto the bed and resume fucking her. Her legs shake with how sensitive and sore her used pussy is, yet seeing Joon’s bed covered in evidence of your illicit sexual act stokes the flames in your body. Not only are you going to cum soon, but the desire to breed Chaeyoung’s womb becomes a sinful yet instinctive need.
“Listen up, whore. I’m going to cum in your slutty, cheating cunt. Fuck, I knew you would fucking want that, I just felt you clench even harder. Mmm, I’m going to leave you dripping when you go on your date with Joon later, and all your future dates too.”
Chaeyoung can only mewl, her throat dry from moaning loudly for the past hour. Her body aches for your cum, and her pussy yearns for it.
“Fuck, I’m going to be cumming in this pussy a lot from now on. Maybe Joon can have second servings, fucking you while you are still full of my cum. Fuck, I’m cumming!”
You thrust one final time and hold yourself there, violently pumping your load into the cunt. Chaeyoung softly moans as she feels your cum filling her up, and she starts pushing back onto your cock to drain out every bit of it.
Panting on the bed, you take some time to recover. Two orgasms wouldn’t have been an issue for you if the cheating girlfriend didn’t wring out more of your cum than usual. You wish you had fucked her earlier because then you wouldn’t have had to go party to party finding the perfect pussy. Who would have thought that the best slut isn’t one of the party girls, but instead one of the top students in college and your roommate’s girlfriend?
When you regain your strength, you get out of bed to clean yourself up. Unfortunately—or not—Chaeyoung has other plans, pushing you against the wall before falling to her knees, licking your juices off your cock. and coating it with her saliva. As she takes your shaft into her mouth and deepthroats you once again, you realize she has wholly succumbed to you.
Guess you have to make every minute before Joon returns count.
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“I’m home!”
The sound of Joon’s voice and the door shutting doesn’t stop you from fondling her tits and fingering her seed-slicked pussy while she fixes her makeup. You already had the foresight to put your clothes on by now, so why bother? Chaeyoung turns around and asks, “How do I look?”
“You look great, although you look better covered in my cum.” You waggle your finger, covered with the remnants of your creampie.
Chaeyoung gives you a light jab, though she sucks the sticky load off your finger before quickly dressing herself. Stepping out of the room, she runs to Joon and gives him a hug.
“Hey honey,” Joon says, “how’s your afternoon?”
After putting her panties in your pocket, you head to the living room as well just in time to see Chaeyoung kiss Joon. He has no fucking clue where those lips have been for the past few hours.
“It was perfect. Your good roommate taught me to do things I never had the opportunity to do before. We learned a lot about each other while waiting for you.”
You note the teasing words from her; you’re the only one who knows the true meaning behind them. Joon gives Chaeyoung a quick peck on her forehead before linking her arm around his. “Alright, it’s time for us to head for our date. See you in a few hours, dork.”
You wave them goodbye and as they leave, Chaeyoung slightly pulls up the hem of the skirt and you see a drop of cum flowing down her thighs.
Yep, you’re definitely going to be fucking her a lot from now.
******
A/N: Wee I have always wanted to do a cheating fic because they are hot. Of course it is immoral in real life. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. Also, joon hub3.14
Triumph - Conquer Part 2
“Damn, Chae just canceled our date.”
“That’s unfortunate. I was gonna bring home a slut to fuck.”
“Ugh, why do you have to be so vulgar.”
“You wouldn’t understand, she sucks a mean dick, and she squirts so goddamn easily.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, man.”
“How about you, Joon? Do you make your girl cum?”
“I am not talking about that with you.”
“So that’s a no then.”
“Y-yes, I do, all the time. Chaeyoung loves to have sex with me. She cums multiple times every time.”
“Mhm.”
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Who tends to corners and dark spaces but the weak? As people hide from the cool evening breeze in the cozy warmth of their homes, you find a more sensuous heat in the open, in the taste of a mouth that tastes back. The sweet-salty mix of her lipstick and her saliva synecdochizes the entire conquest.
Chaeyoung has just knocked, and you greet her with eager lips. Shoved against the wall by the open apartment door, you continue to work your tongue in her mouth and explore your newfound territory. Your hands climb up the side of her body and feel up every inch of exposed skin. First, slide across her toned tummy, reach underneath her shoulderless black shirt, draw slow circles around her already firm nipples, then finally, your hands settle onto her warm back.
It is impressive how far Chaeyoung has fallen. A once prim and proper girlfriend is now your personal unfaithful slut. Everything else about her has been slowly changing too: her choice of clothes has become much more revealing, her work ethic for school has worsened, and most importantly, her attitude towards her boyfriend has shifted drastically. For example, she did not tell Joon about the tattoos on her arm. When he finally noticed them, he only smiled—what else could he do about it? It wasn’t like there was anything wrong with tattoos. Dates were less frequent, and when she did go on one, multiple loads of your cum often warmed her tummy far before the dinner. In fact, your text was the reason she canceled: “I want to fuck you tonight.”
Too easy. Chaeyoung jumps into your arms and breaks the kiss. Her legs wrap around yours as she leans into your chest, heat from her chest down to her legs. “You already miss this pussy?”
“Didn’t I cum in you this morning? And yesterday?” And the day before, and every day since Chaeyoung has succumbed to your cock, multiple times a day, numerous places—you don’t even bother keeping track now. You nuzzle her neck, sweat already on her skin.
With a blush on her cheeks, Chaeyoung jumps off you, kneels, then pulls your boxers down to pry out your soft length. “I mean, you’re the one that invited me.”
Fingers wrap around your base while Chaeyoung’s tongue runs against the underside, her eyes wide and beady. The first ounce of bliss. Knowing her, she’ll weigh you down with pleasure before the sun rises. After each saliva-slurping suction of your dick, your firmness increases until you reach your full erection. Her mouth and tongue in public give you all the warmth you need for this chilly night.
“Fuck, Chae, not afraid of the neighbors finding out how much of a slut you are, are you?” you ask. Chaeyoung simply gives a cheeky shake of her head before she continues planting soft pecks on your cock. The pouty lips leave pink marks with their shape. You slap the concrete behind you. “How about if Joon finds out? He’s right in his room right now.”
Chaeyoung’s hands stroke you. “What’s he gonna do about it? Beat you up and fuck me into submission? I don’t think so.”
Her words remind you of your earlier conversation with Joon. Recalling his false confidence, you chuckle. Joon could never be the perfect partner for her because he’ll never satisfy a nympho like her. Too meek. Too quiet. Too unwilling to bend his own girlfriend over and fuck her into next Tuesday. Therefore, it isn’t an act of malice when Chaeyoung sucks your cock meters away from Joon in the apartment—it’s due diligence, your duty as a man. Someone was always bound to make this bottled-up girl fall prey.
So it might as well be you.
Stroke her hair and lean further against the wall.
“Hey Joon!” you shout.
You care about Joon seeing Chaeyoung’s oral service as much as any neighbors from the hallway watching—fuck all.
However, your voice lowers anyway, captivated by the diligent suction. “Oh fuck, Chae, you’re getting too good at this.”
“Yeah, what’s up!” Joon finally shouts back. Judging by the echo, he must be in his bedroom.
“Remember that slut I mentioned earlier? She’s here, so stay in your goddamn room!” You stumble back into the apartment, and Chaeyoung’s mouth does not relinquish its needy, slobbery grasp, even as both of you slip off shoes, even with underwear around your ankles.
“Are you shitting me—” He notices your exaggerated yet familiar groan reverberating to him. “Damn it, you dickhead, warn me.”
The mild annoyance in his voice might be a much more seething rage if he just stepped out of his room. Rather than any sort of caution, you find only amusement; pleasure quickly supplants it when lips seal tighter around the head of your dick. You lock the front door and walk backward. All the way to your room, Chaeyoung crawls on her hands and knees, desperate to keep your cock warm and wet in her mouth. A trail of drool weaves an obvious path from the entrance to your bedroom.
When you fall back on the bed and strip off your t-shirt, Chaeyoung releases her lips’ hold on your dick with a wet slap back on your abs. “Ahh,” she moans as she gives little licks around the tip. You push her head down and savor the experienced throat for the length of a full sigh before her mouth slides back up. After Chaeyoung polishes an extra amount of spit foam along a vein, she sips the drool and repeats.
Loud rock music emanates from his room, as it always does whenever you bring home a one-night stand. If only he knew how many nights Chaeyoung has sucked you off like this.
“Listen to that. He doesn’t care about you,” you say. “Joon’s probably on fucking 3.14hub grinding out some stupid Pokémeow shit or watching some hot Nakko Youtuber or some shit.”
“Is that why that loser’s on his phone all day?” Chaeyoung asks while she tugs your underwear off your ankles, cleans a bit of saliva and pre-cum on it with her tongue before she throws it to the side.
“Yeah, and you should be glad. Otherwise, he would have probably noticed how much of a slut you are.”
Slut. The word echoes in Chaeyoung’s head and sends her into a frenzy. Yes, I am a slut. Chaeyoung quickly shoves her head down to your groin and takes your thick length all at once. She is well adapted to your cock by now: her gag reflex is nonexistent after many hours of giving you blowjobs.
You have the whole night for her to suck you off. Now, you want to move on to her other holes. Push Chaeyoung off your cock, pick her up onto your lap, and make out with her. Mouths and tongues intersect in moan-worthy, eye-shutting bliss. No need for sight. The flavor of saliva from her half-open lips, the softness of her skin, her quiet whimpers interrupted by wet mouth sounds. Reach under her shorts, and your fingers find their way to her bare slit. Two fingers graze against her pussy lips. “Good girl.”
Chaeyoung gasps and shudders and stares into your eyes only an inch away. “Th-thank you. Of course. I’d never wear panties before you fuck me.”
A smooch on her cheek. You lean over to a cabinet and pull out panties. “Remember these? They still have your scent, but I might have ruined them a bit too.”
“Really?”
“Yep. The times I don’t get to use your pussy, I just jerk myself off onto this.” You stuff the panties in her mouth while you roll and knead her labia underneath her bottoms. “How’s it taste? My cum, your cum, all balled up into that fabric. But even if that shuts you up, I’m going to fuck you straight into the wall. I want to make his desk shake, make his books fall over. Remind him who gets your pussy every day. But since we’re already here… get back on your knees.”
Chaeyoung kneels obediently at the foot of the bed and spits out the cloying panties, expecting to swallow your cock once more; however, you instead shove the fabric back into her mouth and stand up behind her. Bend her over the edge of the mattress. You hastily unbutton her shirt and pull it off her—no bra either. Her tits respond to the cool air in the room, nipples hardening underneath your palms. You squeeze her small mounds and make the tips even firmer. They’re always more sensitive than you assume; anything you do to them—painful bites, hard sucks, even light pinches—make your little slut moan and writhe in your clutch.
You grip her waistband and pull it down. Though you’ve had plenty of time to get accustomed to Chaeyoung’s perky little ass, you’ll never tire of a handful and a smack, her yelps muffled by panties.
“Mrgph. Sphank, nh! Spank me, pphh, fuck… fuck me,” Chaeyoung mumbles while she looks back and manages to pout despite the cloth in her mouth.
It doesn’t matter how often you fuck Chaeyoung; you could use her pussy every hour and still get your dick ready for the next session because she’s so good at begging and coaxing the animal out of you. She can’t even wait nine seconds for you to level your cock properly between her legs—Chaeyoung wiggles her ass, backs herself up into you, presses her folds, and endlessly pleads and whimpers for you to put inside already.
“Please, please”—smack—”please.”
“Don’t get too loud now. Joon might find out.”
Her head tilts, incredulous at your statement, and when you smile, Chaeyoung spills out the panties again and laughs into the bed. In this moment of levity, she almost forgets why you paused, and you quickly remind her as your shaft bores its whole length in at once. Her face whips off the sheets with a breathless “Ahh!“
Chaeyoung bent over the edge of the bed, this angle drags your thickness into her plush walls, so that she feels it in her stomach, in her needy womb, in her very core. Your hands spread her cheeks apart then knead their way up her back. One hand lands around her neck, the other at her hair, both of which you pull to bring her pussy around the last inch of your length. Your waist locks into her ass as your balls jolt in an already-present need to drown her womb. Finally, you bend over, tug on her locks, and whisper into her ear: “Such a fucking tight whore. I fuck you twice a day, and you’re still this snug. I guess I should fuck you more, huh?”
“Mmmh, yes, please fuck me. Fuck me until I’m stretched out.”
Withdraw from her pussy, and her longing body clenches even harder. Barely an inch out of her walls, and you want to bury yourself back into her. But you resist, continuing your exit from her body. Just your swollen tip is left in her body before you force yourself back in. Chaeyoung tries to grasp the bedsheets with a desperate need to cling to reality as her world comes crumbling down to basic thoughts. Who is she? Your cumdump. Where is she? Your bedroom. What is she doing? Getting fucked by her owner. Everything else is part of the ruins in her mind.
Slap. You don’t relent as you pull out of Chaeyoung’s body. Slap. Her meaty ass bounces from both your hands and your hips. Slap. She loves it when you abuse her body. Slap. It’s your body to fuck and use.
“I don’t think you’re shouting loud enough for Joon to hear how much of a whore you are. Maybe I should spank hard enough that even the slaps get to his ears.” You’re not sure the palm strikes get to Joon’s ears, but they sure get onto Chaeyoung’s ass with sore redness.
Sturdy hits with cupped fingers draw crisp lines as your hands leave their trace in every plunge of your cock. With each thrust, you feel Chaeyoung’s wetness increasing, and you know how to amplify it.
“Does Joon make you cum as hard as me? Does Joon even make you cum at all?”
Chaeyoung gasps as you grab a fistful of hair again. “Fuck no. My boyfriend is useless. He cums a minute into sex.”
You smile as her pussy becomes wetter. Chaeyoung loves belittling her worthless and pathetic boyfriend. And you love it when she does so because her body subconsciously tightens and becomes much more tantalizing. But eventually, you have enough of fucking her against the bed. Of course, that’s not true since you could fuck her in any position every waking moment of your life, but you need more.
Pick Chaeyoung up and latch your mouth onto her neck while you carry her to the wall—the same wall between your room and Joon’s. You crash her back against it loudly, which earns a yelp from your cocksleeve.
“It’s time to give your boyfriend more music tonight.”
After you position your cock at her entrance, you let gravity do its work and impale Chaeyoung once again. Her walls press tightly against your girth, just as she is pressed tightly against the wall. Each thrust into Chaeyoung slams her onto the wall again, each loud thud echoing across the room, and certainly Joon’s too.
~~~~~~
What an inconsiderate asshole…
Joon can only sigh. You’ve brought girls back numerous times, but this is the loudest you have been. It’s almost like there’s an earthquake. As you hammer into the wall, Joon’s table repeatedly shakes, hindering his concentration. How can he study when you are fucking your hookup this loudly?
He turns off his speaker, opting for his noise-canceling headset instead. He shouldn’t have.
“Fuck me! Yes! Pound my pussy loose. I just want to feel you, no one else’s pathetic tiny cock.”
Hearing that, he hurriedly put on his headset and continued his work.
Guess he found the perfect woman. Her other partners must not be doing their job well. Wow, she sounds a lot like… No, of course not.
~~~~~~
“Keep screaming, pet! Let the whole world know who owns you. Let Joon know whose cock you love.” As predicted, Chaeyoung’s walls clamp harder around you.
“Joon. Joon! I love your roommate’s cock! He owns me, every part of me!” Chaeyoung becomes a totally different animal when her fuckhole is being so thoroughly used. That sweet voice becomes unrecognizable in its weak and broken high pitch.
Too afraid of falling off you, her arms and legs tighten around your neck and hips, and with her newer position, her bare chest pushes against yours. As much as you want Joon to hear your illicit fucking, you shut her up with a messy kiss.
You shove your tongue against Chaeyoung’s while you shove her body into the wall. Her limbs coiling around your body impedes the force of your thrusts. As a result, she receives quick and shallow strokes with the same waist-rolling neediness.
The coarse concrete scratching Chaeyoung’s back must hurt a lot. But she’s in no position to complain: fucktoys don’t get to complain about pain. Unsurprisingly, pleasure overrides the discomfort as her mind only registers her owner’s long, thick cock pumping in and out of her cumhole. "Thank you, nguh, thank you, mrgh, thank…" And so on she repeats, though with less zeal, less air each time.
Your thrusts become more erratic, and your balls tighten—you’re on the verge. You haven’t been fucking Chaeyoung for too long, but her pussy has always excelled at milking your cum.
Chaeyoung has to stand when you let go of her butt. She stumbles on her feet, her jelly legs unable to support her weight. No longer worried about dropping your sex toy, you tightly grip her hips and concentrate all your energy into fucking her, chasing your paradise.
Paradise, at least any found on earth, is not for the kind. It is for those who are willing to take it, and Chaeyoung is ripe. Even if all other transgressions blacken your soul, courage is a virtue. Soon enough, virtue brings you the blinding flash of eternity, a journey expedited by her lean body. Lodged to the last centimeter, a few shots make her walls a cream-filled delight so that, even enduring your blackout orgasm, it’s worth pistoning for the slippery pleasure. However, you have not seen enough of her body covered in cum, and it’d be an easy correction with how much smaller Chaeyoung is than you. So while you’re still pulsating, you pull out—a bitter task as her pussy’s lips cling on with a whitish layer—then stroke yourself so that your latter loads paint her lean tummy up to her bitty tits.
By reflexes alone, her hands reach up her body to spread your fluid all over her small chest. Hold Chaeyoung by the neck against the wall while your other hand reaches to her leaking hole. Plunge three fingers into her snatch and pump them in—you can’t have your cum wasted dripping down the sides of her thighs. Meanwhile, you rub her clit with your thumb, and the erotic sight of your whore squirming reinvigorates your erection.
Your grip on her neck loosens as you ponder your next move. It doesn’t matter because Chaeyoung has already decided for you. A shove later, you’re on the cold tiles, and she’s sitting in your lap. Grasping onto your dick, she positions it by her hole and begins to ride you.
“You impatient bitch! Who are you to fuck yourself on my cock?”
Chaeyoung moves your hand from her tiny waist to her neck and tightens your grip. “Ahh, choke me, owner. Punish your pet bitch!”
You slap Chaeyoung with your free hand. How dare she make more demands? As your hold on her neck tightens, so does her pussy. You aren’t afraid of imposing your strength on her because punishment isn’t even a punishment for her. She lets out desperate gasps and moans as she impales herself on your shaft over and over and pushes your seed even deeper into her womb.
“I bet, fuck, I bet your boyfriend is a fucking coward. Too scared to rough you up. But I’m here now, so I’ll fulfill all your fucking desires.”
“Joon... Joon! Help me. Your roommate is, ugh, is choking your precious little girlfriend.”
If the intent was to enrage you, Chaeyoung has succeeded. Your concern for her safety is at an all-time low as you choke tighter. Her moans become nothing but light and airy gasps, and you only allow new breaths of fresh air periodically. Regardless, she is immensely turned on. She rides you even harder, sneaks a hand to her clit, and rubs it roughly, determined to push herself to orgasm. You drive her weight off you, giving you the mobility to boggle her with dick.
Her wish is granted quickly: the firm chokehold, her clit stimulation, and your harsh pounding makes her cum. Her squirt immediately paints your chest, and the glassy fluid flies around you to stain the clean floor. Still, you have no desire to stop, only the need to make Chaeyoung cum as long as possible.
This is the hardest you have ever seen Chaeyoung squirt. A violent clench on your cock translates to equally violent streams. Her eyes roll back, her mouth remains open to release breathless moans, and her chest heaves as she tries to recover from her high. Many thrusts later, the geyser is reduced to a weak spurt. Tears run down her cheeks at the overstimulation to her sore fuckhole.
Therefore, you peel Chaeyoung off your dick and lift her off the floor. After you throw her onto your bed tummy first, you climb it yourself. Grab hold of her blonde hair and pull her face between your legs while you sit back on the pillows and relax. A commanding “Suck” is all it takes for Chaeyoung to open her mouth obediently and take you in.
Your fingers stroke through sweaty hair. “Do you know how fucking needy you look?”
Chaeyoung is obsessed with the taste of your mixed juices coating your shaft, or her faulty mind doesn’t process any of your words at all; either way, she keeps on sucking with no change in reaction.
“I bet you don’t even know which hole should be filled next,” you say. Still, only lazy licks and cross-eyed suckling from Chaeyoung. The best bet is the latter, that there’s nothing at all in her dick-addled brain. “But don’t worry. I’m here to decide for you.”
You sit up and reach over to her rear entrance so that you can thumb at it in a circle. Finally, a reaction, a low, stuttered groan, though Chaeyoung keeps her throat filled with your shaft the whole time.
“When was the last time I fucked you here, hmm?”
Even if she can’t speak, the act of recalling memories is short-circuiting in her woozy head.
“Been a while since I loosened this properly. Even with a slut like you, I don’t get to do that too often. But you look like such a good cocksleeve right now. Makes me want to gape your asshole wide open.”
You lie back once again. While Chaeyoung mindlessly bobs her mouth up and down, you twist yourself to slide underneath her petite body. In this sixty-nine position, you get an excellent view of her butt and her freshly-fucked pussy, but your eyes are on the prize of the dark, taut ring which lies above her slit. Part her asscheeks.
"I don’t even think you deserve lube this time. Might just need you to slobber on this dick instead."
Chaeyoung spits on your shaft; you can hear and feel it. At last, the drawn-out “aaa” from her becomes words: "I pwomise, ahh. I’ll make it nice and messy."
"You don’t have to worry about me, sweetheart." You make sure there’s condescension in that name. "I’m getting this hole all wet, so I don’t care what you do. After all, the spit’s for your own sake. I’m fucking you in the ass either way."
Peck on the flesh of her ass, but each peck edges closer to the center. Your lips give way to your tongue to create a delectable path to her rim. Then, the tip of your tongue finds the rare treat. Tease and poke at the crimping ring, and you can’t help but moan at the pleasure of its taste. Your satisfaction can never match Chaeyoung’s, however; you can tell by the vibration of her insistent hum on your cock as she elevates to new levels of rapture. You imagine there are no pupils, only the whites of her eyes that roll into the back of her head when you plunge deeper. It’s only one centimeter, two—who knows—yet she cries in joy as though sent to the stars.
As you wriggle out from underneath, you lightly smack Chaeyoung’s ass to signal her to lie prone on your bed. You straddle her thighs, already drooling at the prospect of indulging in her once-sacred ass.
One more slap to her cheeks before you pull them apart. Chaeyoung’s well-prepped body aches to be filled. Just as hours ago when you opened the door to her boyfriend’s apartment, just as every day you dragged her to a bathroom on campus, and especially as the very first time she discovered your majestic cock that broke her moral code.
Now against her puckered hole, you feel it opening up and welcoming your shaft. Inch by inch, you enter her body gingerly. Hilted deep in her, you briefly grind yourself into her and let her get accustomed to your size, not that she needs much time to do so. You hear her soft whines, her neediness for you to fuck her, and so you do, pulling out of her ass and slamming yourself back in. Once becomes twice, and you lose count beyond that—you have a lifetime to count anyways.
You can hear Joon cheer in his room. "A shiny! Let’s go!"
Meanwhile, his prone girlfriend’s face is deep in the bed, her ass deeper around your cock. "You hear that, Chae? I wonder if he’d be so happy if this wall weren’t here. As much as I love seeing your cute butt jiggle, maybe I should pick you up, carry you to his room while I ravage you anally."
Chaeyoung bends her head up so that you can look her in the eyes, and she sucks on your thumb. Tears fall down those eyes as your cock, only made slippery with spit, slowly burrows into her tightest passage.
You shed one too. "I almost feel bad for Joon, you know. He’s a way better roommate than me. Bet he’s such a sweet boyfriend too. Gonna make me cry.”
No, your tears are brought about by the severe pressure of her asshole on your shaft.
“But at the end of the day, you forget about all that because of the size of my dick. Are you even a person? I’m not sure you’re much more than the holes that I use. And with all that said, you tighten around me. Of course, you would."
The deeper you get, the more daunting is the task of a single push.
“Damn, Chae, I thought you’d be a used slut in your asshole by now.”
She croaks at the all-filling sensation. “Hgk, fuck. Maybe you should use it more. Your cock is the only one I need.”
"Good. Because I’m going to tell you exactly what I’m going to do. I’m gonna cum in all of your holes. Sure, I already creamed that used pussy, but your ass is next, then your mouth. After that, maybe I’ll paint your face and tits and buttcheeks while I’m at it.”
Staining her body is nothing new to you. So naturally, you don’t want to listen to more whines from your greedy bitch, but a better idea comes to mind.
“What do you think would happen if you just strolled over to the room next door and surprised him? Speechless. The dumbass might even try to get revenge on me by fucking you. But obviously, he won’t make you scream like I can, will he?"
No answer from the drooling girl. Your rhythm is constant: tight hole around your tip, tight hole around your shaft’s base. You tug Chaeyoung’s hair and finally, she responds. “You think, ahh, he’s gonna, fff, fuck me? If I want, wha-what, want, d-dick...I, uh, stay here.”
"Good girl. I could wake up every morning, dump my cum in your pussy like I brush my teeth like it’s nothing. Or maybe, mmfh, I take up that suggestion, use your ass more often. Either way, Joon and I’ll have our breakfast, then I’ll pick out my outfit while you’re in the closet cleaning my dick with licks and kisses."
You don’t slow down. Chaeyoung grabs onto the bed sheet—or at least she tries to. Pull her arm behind her back and suck her tiny fingers.
Joon knocks on your door, and you hear a yawn. "Is that girl still there?"
Chaeyoung gasps and tenses up, but she reverts back to mindless fucktoy with a shove of your cock.
"Mmh. You wanna see who it is?" you ask. You tug Chaeyoung’s hair again, and as your lips latch onto her neck, you feel her pulse increasing until you can even hear when her heart leaps out of her chest.
"Hmm. Is it... Nayeon?" he asks through the shut door.
"Nah, not yet."
"How about that international student, the one with the thighs?"
"No, no. You’re really thinking about other girls like that?"
"Wait, no, I just meant—"
"I’m just pulling your leg, man. Brush your teeth like a good boy and go to sleep. We’ll be quiet."
"Well, now I’m curious." The door creaks open ajar. You bet Chaeyoung’s eyes are wide open right now until he pulls the door back. "What the fuck am I doing. Good night."
“Hold on, Joon, maybe you can guess it. Listen to her moan.”
You slam down into Chaeyoung’s walls while your mouth swaps between sucking her neck and her fingers. It’s enough to turn Chaeyoung into a mess of high whines that deepen to primal grunts.
“Uhh… Jihyo,” he says.
“Of course, you wouldn’t recognize it.”
“Ugh, stop wasting my fucking time. I’m going now.”
“Sweet dreams, Joon.”
This is the perfect time for Chaeyoung to form sentences, and her word choice isn’t ideal—no, it’s fucking perfect.
“Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me better than my boyfriend ever could. I’m cumm—OH!”
Joon shakes his head and clears off. Wow, fucking a taken girl. That’s a new one. At least Chae will never do that…
The door slams shut, momentarily masking Chaeyoung’s voice. Naturally, her cries are unfamiliar to Joon—he has never made her feel this good before, and certainly, he’s never fucked her ass to cock-wrenching climax.
Chaeyoung thoroughly soaks the bed sheet, mewling as you relentlessly ravage the gripping hole. Her body jerks every few seconds, unable to handle wave after wave of sinful pleasure. When you finally release her wrists, her tiny hands grip back onto the cotton fabric, knuckles white as if she just rode a roller-coaster. However, the only thrill she needs is the risk of her boyfriend catching her, the thought of which makes her involuntarily moan again.
As her body recovers from its high, Chaeyoung’s tight passage relaxes. It’s the perfect opening for you to pound her even faster and harder. You piston with such force that her body lurches forward with each insertion until her head hangs off the bed. Soon, her fatigued arms droop off the bed as you jostle her further, and those arms have to support half of her weight when her waist becomes the last contact on the bed.
With your cock yet warm inside of her asshole, you stand up and hold her legs in a wheelbarrow position. Chaeyoung squeals. The challenging posture, your climax from minutes ago, the acute distension of her ass: none of those do anything to slow you down. In fact, that past soreness accelerates your uphill journey to orgasm, your aching cock undecided between letting itself go or continuing its plowing of your anal whore’s hole.
Sure that you have more hours tonight to indulge in her holes, you select the former. “My turn” barely gurgles out of your mouth in the snarl of your release.
Toss her down onto the floor, handling her with the same care as a sex toy. With Chaeyoung prone once again, you entrench your cock until her strung-out hole kisses the base of your length. Then, you unload the deluge of your seed inside her tightest passage. The tautness restricts every pulse, and the only escape from the trap is for your girth to subside. You have no choice—and you love it. Blast after blast of sticky cum pumps deeper into her asshole, making Chaeyoung feel warm in the tummy.
As all tension slackens, you ease your partially limp erection out of her butt, and a cream slathers it on its way out. When your cockhead is free of the throttlehold, a lewd squelch resounds.
Bubbles of semen leak from the hole that scrunches up as Chaeyoung breathes heavy sighs; they make a cascade of ropy white between her legs, spill between her folds, her perky asscheeks, and stain her thighs. A smack on her adorable rear makes a mess of cum on your floor, with more of it seeping. Chaeyoung sits up with a weak groan, her back against the bed. The subtle grin matches her empty eyes.
Another smack, but this time on her creamy cunt. Point at the puddles on the floor. “Clean that up.”
Cock-delirious, Chaeyoung does precisely what she’s told, quickly returning to prostrate herself so that she can lick up the wasted seed.
She looks up at you with doe eyes, tongue stretched out to show off the beads of semen. Some of it drips down her tongue, so she collects it with her finger. You hear the gulp, see the floor clean. Or at least mostly so, since her saliva is on it now. “Need my load that bad, huh? In your ass, on the floor, in your mouth. Filthy whore. You’ve always been good at cleaning cum off wood.”
With Chaeyoung presenting her tempting cum receptacles in such a subdued position, you don’t have to stroke yourself much to harden once again. Then, with her face still pressed into the floor, tug her lower body up towards you and thrust yourself into her pussy. What a perfect cycle of disgrace. Though lethargy steadily steeps your muscles, Chaeyoung’s weak groans and seed-trickling entrances spur your drive again, and you work through the burden. After all, you are doing her a favor keeping her filled.
~~~~~~
Though this started at sunset, your cheap LED clock now displays 4 am. Joon is deep asleep while you’re deep inside Chaeyoung. Since you’ve both used up your stamina on endless fucking, slow and lazy strokes keep your shaft cozy. Even anally, she makes a great cockwarmer.
You see her eyes drooping—she’s about to leave this sex-filled world for a simpler one. Perhaps she even craves for your cock in her dreams. No, you don’t want her sleeping yet, and you know the perfect way to keep her alertness up.
Carry Chaeyoung up from the bed. With such a petite body, it’s so easy to bear her whole frame with your arms around her chest and your ass-wrapped dick as the sole support below. To hold her full Nelson, you wrap your elbows beneath Chaeyoung’s armpits, then lock your hands behind her back. Her asshole lines up just right with your saliva-coated tip.
With each step, your cock bumps in and out of her ass. Twitches inside Chaeyoung’s ass make her shiver as she patiently waits for you to set her down and begin pounding her. Limbs wrapped around your body, she clings onto you, shifts her hips, and pushes herself deeper.
Chaeyoung expects to be brought to the living room or the bathroom, so when you open the door to Joon’s room—where it all truly began—she clings onto you even harder and stares at you in disbelief. Any consideration disappears immediately when you start to fuck her while standing by the foot of her boyfriend’s bed. She forgets all about her boyfriend, and her focus is back on your thick length, on the smooth insertions.
“Fucking, nggh, tight even after, hah, these hours.” You whisper against her ear. “He’s a deep sleeper, isn’t he? But you better be quiet anyway.”
You shove your fingers in her mouth, forcing it open so that she can drool all over his leg, so that her subtle moans can escape.
“Doesn’t this bring back memories, Chae? You were so naive, pretending not to be in love with this cock. Not that that lasted long. Now, look at you. When was the last time you even fucked him?”
Probably weeks or months ago. It’s hard for Chaeyoung to remember when she doesn’t feel anything or as good as when it’s with you. Her eyes are wide open, staring at Joon’s peaceful sleeping body, wondering if he will suddenly wake up and catch her in the cheating act.
“I bet this kid is pretending to sleep right now. Maybe he’s getting off to the sound of your cute little whimpers. Come on Joon, give me a reaction.”
Nothing. Joon does nothing.
Chaeyoung, however, cries out louder. Millions of scenarios where she gets caught plays in her mind, but they all point to one familiar conclusion—she doesn’t care about the consequences. All she needs right now is to cum again, and her owner’s cock thrusting in and out of her tiny body gives her all the pleasure she needs.
She’s close; you can tell by how her body quivers in your arms, how her moans reach a crescendo. When you massage and circle her swollen clit, your fingers stoke more heat—too much to hold in. Turn her away from the bed and towards his study desk right before she squirts.
“Good slut. That’s it. Cum all over your boyfriend’s stuff, give him the respect he deserves.”
Chaeyoung’s essence splashes across the room, making a mess of an already untidy room. Joon’s bag gets utterly drenched, Chaeyoung’s mark eternally left on it but for the wrong reason.
While her orgasm slows down, you don’t stop fucking her ass. Overstimulation isn’t anything new to her; she loves it whenever you fuck her through her peak. A pained growl slips out between quivered breaths, and her legs thrash about.
“He’s finally going to know what your orgasm smells like while I enjoy it every single fucking day. I know that addicting musk like the back of my hand.”
Her stream of juices comes to an end but not your stamina. Now on her knees, Chaeyoung looks up at her owner with beady eyes, waiting for you to take the next step.
While your hand strokes to maintain your hardness, the other holds the top of her head in place. Her face is a canvas; as if sweeping specks off its surface, you rub your throbbing shaft across her cheeks.
Your living work of art can’t wait for you much longer, her tongue and mouth desperately moving towards your cock and coaxing your nth load of the night. You oblige her and point it towards her.
Chaeyoung’s eyes light up before it goes into a daze once more at the taste of you. She doesn’t need to think twice about satisfying you with her mouth; she already has countless practice. Up and down with a steady rhythm, Chaeyoung pushes her tongue along your length as it enters and exits.
You lack the energy to fuck her mouth and are satisfied with the masterclass blowjob Chaeyoung is giving you. Casually rocking your hips in tandem with her, you groan silently. Though you praise yourself for turning this cute little girl into a full-fledged whore, you consider the numerous ways to turn it up even further.
“I should come over to your place and wake you up with a dicking-down.”
“B-but my parents—”
“That’s shit you say to your boyfriend. I’m your fucking owner. You’re my little fucktoy. Tell me I’m wrong. Stop sucking my dick right now.”
Chaeyoung pauses, her lips halfway down your length, your tip tickling her uvula. She looks down, back up at your eyes, then down again.
“So this is the one time you can’t follow my instructions.” You tug her by the hair off your cock. Even in your rough pull, her tongue drags along the side of your shaft.
“Why-why are you like this today?”
“What do you mean? Don’t you always ask to be treated like this? Don’t you love being my pocket fuckhole?”
“Yeah, but… I dunno. Something’s different.”
You wipe spit off her lips, her chin, drag your cockhead along her cheek, applying an underpainting on her. “Look at your boyfriend. Sleeping like a little bitch. You’re always teasing the idea of getting dicked down while he’s right there. Well, congrats. Follow through.”
Of course, you’re right. You know Chaeyoung inside out—your shaft knows even better. She bobs her head even faster and takes your cock even deeper.
You’re now hitting the back of her throat, her tongue still maintaining its pressure against your cock. With every thrust, tears form, and whatever makeup Chaeyoung still has on this late into the night runs down her cheek—the next layer of paint is set.
Lost in deep pleasure, energy depleted from the past hours of lust, your mind goes blank, and your legs almost buckle. You struggle to keep your focus and look around the messy room to distract yourself from cumming too quickly.
In this dark space, in one corner of the room, the drenched bag from earlier. Eyes scan up to Joon’s desk, you see a headset, his books shut closed, and a photo frame with him and Chaeyoung from what you presume to be years ago.
Chaeyoung, right. Your wandering eyes make contact with her cock-drunk gaze. She silently pleads for your load, her hands now grip onto your hips, and she fucks her face into you.
You look at her boyfriend, sleeping in peace. Ignorance is indeed bliss; if Joon ever finds out how much of a whore his precious childhood sweetheart has become, he’ll never sleep comfortably again.
As more thoughts of Joon and your illicit fuck flows into your mind, you lose control of your body. It is too late when you realize your cum is on the verge of release.
Pull out of her mouth and aim square on her face. Two quick strokes of your cock, and you finalize your painting. Streaks of white across Chaeyoung, she eagerly opens her mouth to capture some but to no avail.
You admire your art, a familiar painting with slight variations each time. The first time, the hint of innocence turned you on immensely. This time, she offers you none of that sweet innocence, and instead, you witness her tongue sweeping around her mouth for any bits of your load.
Mentally drained, your aim isn’t fantastic either. You miss some shots, your cum landing on Joon’s hand. Like a sleeping log, he doesn’t react.
“Look at this bitch. At least he doesn’t whimper like you,” you say.
“It’s because I want you to feed me your cum,” Chaeyoung says, tongue still outstretched, “not waste it like that.”
“Tsk, whatever.”
Chaeyoung leans over to lick your cum off Joon’s finger. She swirls her lips around his thumb as if she is giving a blowjob. It’s a shame Joon can’t feel Chaeyoung’s skilled mouth working its magic.
But what’s empathy anyway?
You admire your masterpiece: not just Chaeyoung’s face covered in cum but the whole portrait of Chaeyoung licking another man’s cum off her boyfriend’s finger. Though carved months ago, the eye-opening sculpture is carefully—or not—refined each time your cock is presented to her.
After Chaeyoung is done, she looks at you with a grin plastered on her cum coated face, and you mirror her smile. Hand on her cheek, you scoop up some of your cum with a thumb and feed it to her, partially granting her wish.
With more globs of cum left, you pull Chaeyoung up, press your chest against her back and guide her to the bathroom. Finger in her cunt, she walks with wobbly legs while you support her.
“Come on, we gotta get you cleaned up as well.”
The shower—you wonder how much water you wasted as you fucked her under the cool stream. Though you wash off sweat, no amount of fingerfucking completely unstains her womb.
Your bedroom—a couple more creampies into the half-awake woman.
The living room—on the couch, Chaeyoung falls asleep with your dick inside her cunt while you decide to push through the couple hours to complete the all-nighter. Her head rests on your neck as though she wants to leave a permanent hickey on your neck. The morning sun breaks past the windows.
You pull yourself away from Chaeyoung’s skirt and mouth, relaxing into the sofa. She shivers in your lap from a departing flick of her clit. Your semi-erect shaft in her line of sight tempts her for another quick round, but she ultimately decides against it.
Chaeyoung steps to the door while her fingers push your cum deeper into her pussy, then she makes a show of cleaning her cum stained fingers with her mouth.
“See you later!”
You’ll definitely see her later, maybe at a secluded restroom, or at an empty classroom, or you should just bring her back to Joon’s bed.
You shut the door after Chaeyoung leaves your vision. However, when one door shuts, another opens.
“Hey Joon.”
He scans you and averts his eyes, though he isn’t particularly scandalized at your state of undress. Joon shrugs.
“You just missed her.”
“Yep, I don’t care. Did you even sleep?” Joon asks.
“Maybe you should.”
“What does that mean?”
You shrug, mocking him with your wry smile. Take it a step further and raise your index finger which shines with a bead of white. “Want a taste? Still got some cum on my fingers.”
Joon gags in half-jest. Quarter-jest. “You goddamn… ugh. I’d rather get a taste of a roommate who has some dignity. Or shame.” He shakes his head. “A fucking girlfriend,” he mutters to himself.
“Mhm. Some guys just aren’t good enough. You can call me the cleanup crew. Speaking of which, are you gonna clean your corner of the home?” You gesture to the left side of the living room—his responsibility.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll get to it.”
“See, you can’t bitch at all. My side is immaculate. And your room’s pretty fucking dirty too.”
“Look, I was too busy—wait, how do you know that?” Joon scratches his head.
“Look, you’re stepping on some of that thot’s spit right there.” Point at his feet.
Joon jolts like a scared puppy.
You laugh. “Geez. I’m going back to bed, man.”
“Whatever it takes to get you out of my sight.”
As you walk back to your room and pass him, you give a salute. “No problem, boss.”
~~~~~~
Gosh, this is so stupid. Joon doesn’t want to think about your new antics. As long as it doesn’t cause him any trouble, he tries his best to leave you alone.
He whips out his phone and finds the perfect person to vent to—his younger sister.
Hey, I know you’re in lecture right now, but I need to talk to you about something.
It’s all good, oppa. Barely even started. Sounds serious though.
Might be a longer convo. It’s about Chae.
Girl problems?
Kinda. No, no. I’m just being paranoid. You’re settling into uni okay?
Of course. Well, there’s this one guy who’s kinda annoying…
Pfft, tell me about it.
Oh, you’d know.
Wait, I gotta write this stuff down.
Aaand prof’s still talking. Okay, I gotta go, later?
Yep.
Thanks Jiheon.
He mindlessly plucks and throws away a strand of blonde-dyed hair, long but not too long like a girl with a cut that goes up to her shoulders at most. But he won’t notice.
Subdue
All of life’s flavors come from variety. So despite having tasted Chaeyoung for months, you sample others. It’s only fair—you’ve yet to sign a dotted line for the triple-A meat of your roommate’s girlfriend. Only by implicit agreement does she cheat and hop on your cock without question every day. Therefore, flirting and sexting with Somi, one of the most popular girls on the campus, should be fair game. Maybe it would be harder to excuse the threesome with Yeji and Ryujin at the party last night, though Chaeyoung doesn’t need to know about that yet. Or ever. You wish you remembered more of it, but the gears in your brain groan when you try to recall any of it, given how much you drank.
Given how much you drank, your head still pounds. The early sun breaches past your thin curtains, past your eyelids, no matter how much you try to shut them. But then, murmurs from the living room distract your attempts to return to slumber once more.
Two voices. One of them is obviously Joon, and the other is… some girl? It can’t be Chaeyoung—you would recognize her voice anywhere, plus you fucked her tired at the party before the night even started. Now, most likely, she’s still sleeping like a log in a random room, cream-filled. Joon will probably pick her up later. Deal with that later. You get up, grab your phone (to get this new girl’s number, of course) and swing your bedroom door open without shame.
“Where them bitches at?”
Both Joon and the girl turn and look at you, and both of their cheeks flare red: he is embarrassed, but she glowers at you in disgust.
Your focus doesn’t stay on her expression for long; instead, it roams down to her body, a simple white sleeveless crop top, her bra strap obviously displayed on her left shoulder. The shirt is thin enough that you can barely make out the outline of her bra. What a tease. Past her bare tummy and wide hips, her snug jean shorts hug her thighs and her plump butt.
A million thoughts about how you want to fuck such a tight body come to mind. Instantaneously, your cock stirs at the thought of the young woman riding you or clinging onto a bed and screaming for her life while you pound her from behind. Your eyes are fixed on the girl, and your erect cock now points at her. What a familiar scenario.
“Hyun!”
Huh. Joon doesn’t call you by your name; usually, it’s—
“Hey, jerk!” Oh, there it is. “HEY! How about you go put on some clothes and stop ogling my sister.”
“Your sister. Good. Good to know. But, Joon, why does your sister look so hot but then you look like…” You motion in his general direction. “Like that?”
When you turn to her, she frowns even more. That doesn’t stop you from flexing your dick.
“You want a piece of my meat, sweetheart?” you ask.
“Eww, no! Fuck you.” Jiheon turns to Joon. “Thanks for the books, oppa. I want to stay but…”
“It’s alright, Jiheon, just take care of yourself, alright?”
With a sweet grin, she nods her head and leaves, averting her eyes away from you. So you have a challenge. Joon hastily shuts the door once Jiheon is out of sight and lets out a long and deep sigh.
“Dude, c’mon, there’s plenty of pussy out there. Just not my sister, alright?” Joon pleads.
Even if it’s funny that’s the first complaint that comes to his mind, you barely pay attention when your phone lights up with notifications. Pictures of some girl you met at last night’s party. Though you were drunk, you remember her begging for your dick. Getting a new photo, you open it up and smirk. Valedictorian Park Jihyo has a dildo jammed down her cunt, her fuck-me eyes straight at the camera. The caption leaves you drooling: “Come fuck this pussy. Now.”
“Are you even listening?” Joon whines; he really does have an annoying voice.
“What?” you snap. “All I said is that she’s really hot. Bro, take it as a compliment.”
“Really? A fucking—ugh, as if that’s all you meant by that. Don’t fuck my sister, alright? Jiheon’s not that kinda—”
“Girl? Right.” You chuckle. “Pussy is pussy alright. If Jiheon sees my cock and wants to slobber on it, she’s more than welcome.”
“Oh, fuck off.”
~~~~~~
Books in her arms, Jiheon heads out for lunch before she returns back to the share house for the day. The university’s cafe is packed with students, and she barely finds a seat for herself.
“Mind if I join you?”
Jiheon looks up and with a beaming eye smile, she welcomes Chaeyoung to join her. Having been Joon’s girlfriend for years, Chaeyoung has known and treated Jiheon as a little sister and wants the best for her just the same.
And what’s best for her now is the cock she has been indulging in for months.
“So… how are you and your boyfriend?” Chaeyoung asks. “What’s his name, starts with a K right?”
“Well, I broke up with that unloyal cheating son of a bitch. He kept lusting for older, big titty women.” Just the thought of her unfaithful ex, and the many other terrible boyfriends Jiheon had before him, sours her mood. “Unnie, why are all men like that?”
Chaeyoung chuckles. She knows what it’s like to give in to temptation, to be with someone other than her partner. But no one else has to know, not for now.
In jest, she rebuts, “Is your brother like that though?”
The two girls laugh as Jiheon shakes her head and takes a bite off her steak.
“You know, I think I know why you’re always mad at guys,” Chaeyoung says. Jiheon pauses, hums, and raises her eyebrows when she looks up. “You just aren’t getting good dick. Look at how well I’m doing with a good dicking down.”
“Ugh. Please unnie, I don’t need to know details on your sex life.”
“Maybe you should. You’ll be much happier with your holes filled up.” Chaeyoung takes a sip of her strawberry milkshake. “Take a break from your study marathons and go have some fun. I can find some guys for you to fuck if you want.”
Her thoughts wander to when she first entered the university. Jiheon knew no one other than Joon and Chaeyoung until she got to know the members of her share house better, something she didn’t expect to do.
Jiheon didn’t know how many parties would be held at the apartment, how many guys would constantly hit on her, and how many times guys would try to get in her pants. She just wanted to find friends like her, the type to set their phones aside and write an assignment or two for hours, maybe read a book together.
Eventually, Jiheon got used to the endless parties. A lock of her room door and noise-canceling headset usually did the trick, but she couldn’t ignore the banging noises whenever people were fucking on the other side of the wall.
“… told me he’s a good fuck. Oh! Hyun is a god in bed. If anyone can make you satisfied, it’ll be him.”
“How’d you know that? Don’t tell me—”
“It’s his reputation,” Chaeyoung says without hesitation. “Ask your seniors if you want, maybe some of them have first-hand experience.”
That disgusting freak? No way I let him get in my pants.
While Jiheon is deep in her thoughts, Chaeyoung gobbles down the rest of her lunch and packs her belongings. With a pet on the younger girl’s head, she says, “Sorry Jiheonnie, I gotta head to class now. Feel free to text me if you need some advice.”
“Bye unnie.” Still pondering Chaeyoung’s words after she left, Jiheon needs some alone time. More than that, in fact, so she hastily packs her things as well and heads back home.
~~~~~~
“You’ve never masturbated before?” Saerom asks.
“I just never thought about it,” Jiheon says.
“Your ex never… oh, right, sorry.”
“It’s fine. I don’t know. He didn’t even try. It fucked with my head. I thought I was pretty enough but…”
“No fucking way. Shut up, right now. Look at yourself in the mirror and tell me right now you’re not the most gorgeous woman on this campus.”
Jiheon blushes. “I’m not!” But she looks in the mirror with a glint—maybe Saerom is right.
“See.” Saerom smacks her on the ass.
“Hey!”
“A girl as pretty as you would fit just right around the biggest cock on campus. I bet you barely even have to try to get it.”
Jiheon recoils. “Ew. No, no, I can’t. I-I’ll just buy a dildo or something”
Saerom smiles. “You’re too cute. I almost feel bad. But no, I promised—I want to see you be the butterfly you were always meant to be.”
“Unnie!” Jiheon gives Saerom a big hug.
“And it’d be such a waste,” Saerom whispers, “if this petite ass weren’t used properly.”
Flushed red, Jiheon dashes back into her room. She gets comfortable in her room, removing her bra and her shorts. She pauses and admires her body in her closet mirror. Maybe Saerom unnie is right. Posing, she smiles as she appreciates her curvy body.
However, something is still aching within her. Her fingers itch to her lower core, slightly fiddling with the waistband of her panties. They crawl lower, now touching her private part through them.
Fuck it. Jiheon bends over and pulls down her panties. The cool air blasting in the room makes her shiver but does nothing to cool her down from her heat. She doesn’t have much experience, which is why she’s biting on the neckline of her top while she massages her own inner thighs.
She keeps looking at the door’s knob even though she’s checked that it’s locked. No one interrupts Jiheon when she’s in her bedroom anyway; everyone knows how hard she studies. Just because university itself isn’t nearly as stressful as that one exam doesn’t mean that she’s ever stopped being diligent about it.
Well, until now. Instead of typing away at homework, her fingers find much more entertaining diversions. Although Jiheon hasn’t even touched anything particularly sensitive, the warmth, the hints of slickness are already building up between her toned thighs. She sits perpendicular to the bed’s length, back slouched against the wall, feet dangling off the mattress.
“Why… oh god, why am I like this?”
She rolls up her top and opts to bite down on the hem. The room is cold enough to make her nipples harden, but it’s nothing compared to how hot Jiheon feels. She brings her hand up to her chest and gently cups her tits. Fingers dig into her soft flesh—nothing. The light stimulation does nothing to calm her down from her heat.
Jiheon’s eyes shake, and her mind goes into a haze. Her hand shifts to fully cover her mound and it now fully covers her breast. Palming them, she gains some temporary relief from the stimulation she receives. Yet, the fire of lust within her flickers before burning even brighter. Jiheon’s body needs more than soft rubs against her tits. Fingers crawl up, flicking her nips and even resorting to pinching them. Her white top, now soaked by her saliva, tries its best to muffle her cries. Hopefully, no one is next door to hear her private session.
With Jiheon paying more attention to her upper body, she doesn’t notice the small bit of wetness staining her thighs until she shifts them to sit more comfortably on the bed. While her left hand is busy with her heaving chest, the right creeps down to between her thighs.
Wet, so wet. Jiheon looks down and sees her slick-stained thighs under the glistening light. Her hand parting her pussy lips, her legs rubbing together, those don’t provide answers. But maybe if she just touches herself—right there, at the top, that little bump that sticks out between the folds—the answer will float to the top in the cloudy haze of lust.
“Maybe” doesn’t last long. Her body knows what it wants before she registers it, and her forefinger brushes past her clit, electricity coursing through her body. It goes back down, starting its journey all over at the bottom of her pussy. Jiheon repeats this, and she teases her drenched lips; her touch lingers longer on her sensitive nub each time. Eventually, a thumb continuously circles it, giving her other fingers freedom to run up and down her wet opening.
You’ll be much happier with your holes filled up.
Chaeyoung’s words play in her head. Her pussy clenches on nothing, the gut-wrenching lack inside her walls makes her dizzy. One finger, just one finger inside her. It won’t hurt, right?
It won’t hurt. It won’t hurt. Jiheon repeats those words like a mantra, convincing herself to go through. She’s never done this before and for the first time, her forefinger slides into her tight pussy. Several emotions wash over her. There is a slight discomfort as she winces with each inch of her finger entering her, yet the hints of pleasure are stronger. Good girls shouldn’t be fingering themselves. They should be studying and preparing for their next lectures.
Instead, with the same concentration as in her study marathons, Jiheon is studying her pussy. She meticulously explores herself, discovering things she never considered, things she never had time for with all her focus being on school, things she never even realized could feel so good. Her body quivers upon touching a certain area inside her—she has found her g-spot.
It feels good and Jiheon can’t help but touch that area again. She focuses on attacking her g-spot, rubbing and pressing the sensitive area while she drives her finger into her dripping pussy over and over again.
One finger soon isn’t enough. Jiheon adds her middle finger into the mix and continues to pleasure herself. She feels much fuller, and her walls are stretched further.
Oh, fuck… why didn’t I do this before? All that time she spent studying for tests, she could have definitely spared some of it for this.
Jiheon’s fingers thrust into her pussy, starting a wave of euphoria within herself. Lightly scratching her g-spot, the wave grows stronger until it crashes down and washes over her. Pull out of her pussy, brush past her clit, finger herself again. The waves moving and crashing in her body never stop. Jiheon doesn’t want it to stop.
She doesn’t know how much time has passed while she has been finger-fucking herself delirious. Jiheon pauses her thrusts, trying her best to squeeze in her ring finger as it tries to join in. Her inexperienced body is resisting much more than when she inserted the second finger.
Nevertheless, after a drawn-out struggle, Jiheon succeeds. She’s gasping and panting. An hour ago, she had never thought of trying to fill her fresh pussy. Now, she is stuffed with three of her fingers, like each one is desperately searching for something she doesn’t yet understand.
Oh no, is… is this what a big dick feels like?
Her thrusts slow down as her pussy grows tighter and clamps around her fingers. The heel of her hand presses onto her clit, elevating her pleasure. Without breaking her rhythm, she uses her free hand to grab her phone and search for something she doesn’t ever expect to search—porn. The mere thought of this makes her speed up her fingers.
Pornhub.com, the only website Jiheon knows about. She looks at the home page and a handful of featured videos are shown. Jiheon doesn’t have time to find one she likes so she hurriedly scrolls through. By the fourth video, Jiheon sees a blonde girl like herself in the thumbnail and clicks on it.
Curse the ads and terrible popups.
Straight into the action, the girl is on the guy’s lap. The dick is visible for only a few seconds before it’s wriggled inside the girl but it is enough for Jiheon to go into a daze. The girl’s ass bounces over and over again, seemingly without any trouble. The pussy grips the cock tightly and Jiheon wonders if a large cock like that could fit into her. But… but a girl as pretty as her would fit just right around the biggest cock on campus, right?
Her fingers match the pace of the two porn stars fucking. With the same intensity as the pornstars’ lustful fucking, Jiheon’s fingers rapidly drive into her cunt. Her soft moans mirror those from the video, and she continues to bite on her shirt.
It’s not supposed to feel this good. It shouldn’t. But why? Tears begin to form. The mix of confusion, disappointment, and pleasure fires off rapidly within her and before she knows it, something is building up inside her: she cannot repress her urges anymore.
Jiheon’s close.
Thirty minutes into pleasuring herself and Jiheon is about to make herself cum for the first time. Her eyes shut, and a teardrop flows down her cheeks. She doesn’t need to watch the video anymore. Instead, her imagination does the work for her. She is the girl getting fucked now.
Lying prone on her bed, Jiheon’s arms are sprawled as it clings onto the bedsheets. A big cock thrusts in and out of her young, tight hole. She turns around in her mindscape and to her surprise, Hyun is behind her, filling her with the large cock she remembered seeing earlier in the morning.
Too much. The waves of pleasure become too strong. Her mind floods with hormones, then right after, the space between her legs floods too. Jiheon leaks onto the mattress, audible squelches are made from the continuous pumping of her fingers into her now soaking and dripping pussy.
Her body stiffens, and she throws her head back, quietly yelping as the aftershocks of her first orgasm leave her body. Jiheon looks into her mirror once more—cheeks flushed red and her chest heaving from her deep breaths, what she has just done starts to dawn onto her.
Picking up her towel and clean clothes, Jiheon runs into the shower, frantically shuts the bathroom door behind her, and scrubs her body clean. She can’t deny how good that felt, and as the showerhead sprays warm water against her core, her thighs tremble at the pleasure emitting from her still sensitive hole.
Maybe this isn’t going to be a one-time thing after all.
Thankfully, Jiheon is almost alone in the shared home. None of her more promiscuous housemates will find out about her private time and pressure her to go further.
Almost.
Saerom is in her room, hearing the commotion in Jiheon’s room and texting someone all about it.
~~~~~~~
You’ve been getting a surprising amount of work done, at home no less. Usually, that’s a vortex of unproductivity, though something about the mere thought of Jiheon makes you type away so that the time moves on to the next day; however, your focus is interrupted by the constant vibrations from your phone; notifications on the screen follow suit.
The last one stands out the most: “Remember your deal 😜”
“Of course” is your reply, but of course, that’s a lie. You know you’re in a special position when someone like Saerom isn’t number one in your priorities. Maybe it’s the unique challenge of the back and forth between you and Jiheon. Maybe it’s because Jiheon is insanely hot. Whatever the case may be, what you expect to be a quick persuasion becomes a more convoluted ordeal. Doesn’t help that most of the time it’s over text. Conversations stop pretty much immediately at anything suggestive.
I’m only texting you because Saerom said it’s important.
really? You didn’t have to. We could’ve met in person instead
Ew, no.
but then you wouldn’t have to give me your number
Just get on with it.
well, i needed help with Stats. And I heard from a certain someone you’ve been getting some surprisingly bad grades in Marketing
Wtf, no way. ik for a fact you’re too busy chasing girls to get shit done
lmao I’m still here tho. How’s your brother’s gpa?
How would I know.
i’m just saying, uni can be hard
i’ll think about it.
I could help you think about some other hard things too
hello?
look i thought it was funny aight don’t shoot me
If only you could think before you type.
Luckily, you do end up arranging the study sessions. You help her out with Marketing while she gives you hints with Stats. Once again, however, your patented magic can’t pierce Jiheon’s ice-cold barrier. She refuses to acknowledge anything you say that isn’t directly related to studying. It takes weeks for her to even make small talk.
The first time you and Jiheon meet outside of the library is when you bump into each other outside the school gym. This late at night, you don’t even expect to see anyone else other than vending machines. Yet there she is, likely having stayed in a lecture hall long after her lecture ended just to figure out a single question nagging at her.
You wave at her, dripping in sweat. “Jiheon!”
She shakes her head and keeps on walking, but you catch up to her.
You’re about to grab her wrist, though you stop yourself. “Sorry about the other time,” you say.“I heard you had another problem that you needed some help with?”
“I just wanna go home. I didn’t think I’d be on campus this late trying to—no, I can figure this one out myself. My brother hasn’t kicked you out of the apartment yet for being a massive dick?”
Maybe more like having one.
“Look, when I said that innuendo about being stuck on something and…” You breathe in. “We’re doing just fine, thanks for your concern. He’s a perfect roommate.”
“And how about you? You know why I don’t like you.”
“Still haven’t given me a shot.”
“Probably never will. Joon hasn’t beat you up for trying to hit on me?”
“I’d like to see him try.”
“Loser.”
“By that, do you mean—”
“Hey, Jiheon.” You don’t recognize this asshole that interrupts your conversation. You’ve seen Jiheon upset and mad at you several times, but you’ve never seen her fuming like this before. Her face is red and her body is shaking.
With clenched fists, Jiheon asks, “What are you doing here, you cheater?”
“How are you doing?”
“Better without you.” She turns to you. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Don’t you want to know how much better I’m doing without you? Oh god, she’s way better in bed than you. And by that, I mean at least she puts out. Ugh, she really knows how to ride—”
You grab him by the neck and push him to the nearest wall. He tries to slap at you, though you slap his hand away easily. Surprisingly, it’s pretty easy to carry a person by the neck when you’re that mad for someone else. You didn’t expect to react like this, but it was just natural. His arms are flailing about until he tries to pull at your wrists to no avail.
“O-Oppa, stop.”
She cowers behind you and tightly holds your arm. You let go of him, and he takes wheezing breaths. But the fucker has one last wry wink in him to give to Jiheon, so you uppercut him. He falls back. Truthfully, your breaths are nearly as strained with the adrenaline, but you soon calm down and shift your focus onto Jiheon, giving the cunt an opportunity to run away.
“Thank you, Oppa. He keeps bothering me even after I broke up with him. I can’t even imagine if it was just me and him. At this time… I don’t wanna think about it.”
“So, will you let me come over at your place now to study?”
“Eww, no! I know exactly what you want. Shut up. Like you’re any better.” There’s the angry Jiheon back again.
She turns around and stomps off. Although deep inside, Jiheon is impressed with your actions and is starting to warm up to you. Maybe a few simple meals with him won’t hurt.
~~~~~~
Party lights shine brightly against the evening sky as you walk towards another bustling house, another random invite of a friend of a friend of a friend. It’s fun messing around, meeting new people, getting free drinks; however, your eyes are locked on one particular girl, standing by the corner of the share house.
"Hey, Jiheon." You smirk. The disdain in her resting bitch face only makes her hotter. You’ve noticed her eyeing guys with hate as she sips on her drink.
"Sorry, oppa. Still not interested like that," Jiheon quickly shoots, turning to walk away.
Her blonde-dyed hair flows as she turns her back; something about it turns you on. Or maybe it was the way she shut you down so quickly. Or the fact she hated men, maybe due to that one douchebag alone. But all these reasons make you want her more. You’re always up for a good challenge. You already conquered a relationship; why not conquer someone’s whole view on things. Smirking, you watch as Jiheon’s ass sways.
You turn your attention to the woman in the tight jeans and low-cut crop top. Her toned midriff can make any man drool, or is it her deep cleavage? "Hey, Somi. I see you’ve been working out."
"Thanks, Hyun." Somi ogles you with the same sort of thirst you give her, then closes the distance, backing you up to the wall. She hasn’t even touched you, yet she radiates enough heat to make you pant.
"How do you manage to juggle studying, partying and working out, Somi?" You reach for her waist and briefly caress her abs while backing up.
"I’ve got plenty of talents," Somi retorts.
"I bet you do." You husk out, Somi’s apple-flavored soju breath driving you mad. "You seem like a woman with quite a few talents."
Somi hums, playing along. "You’ve been pretty busy yourself. Studying, partying, working out, sounds just like you. I’ve heard what you’ve been up to though. Really interested in getting your grades up, hmm?"
"Uhh, yeah. Of course."
She scoffs. "Trying to figure out that princess like she’s some sort of riddle." Her hand finds its rightful home on your throbbing cock, while her other arm wraps your neck so she can play with some hair on your nape and pull you closer to her. "I have some better ideas. I can show you some exercises I do."
"Like what?"
Somi pushes herself against you, pressing her midriff into your pants. As soft as she can get without the music drowning her out, she whispers in your ear, "It’s obvious what you want. What you waiting for? So tell me, do you want me to practice my core workouts on your cock in the bedroom? Or would you rather we do it right here?"
"I don’t fucking care, just—" Your words shrivel at her inescapable gaze—fuck me. One heartbeat lasts forever with the heat in the hallway.
That heartbeat stops when you pull Somi in for the awaited yet long-too-delayed kiss. Your mouths are wanton, sloppy. She presses herself against your body while your hands reach for her hips, then her abs, and finally, her tits. Somi caresses your muscles with as much desire.
"Mhmm—fuck—you really are hitting the gym, huh?" Somi’s tongue parts from your mouth with strings of saliva connecting from your lips to hers. "Maybe we can go together sometime?" She pulls you closer, desperate for more. "We can do some stretches together to warm up?"
"Yeah? I bet you’d look good doing a split on my cock."
Somi’s smile turns into a smirk, moaning into the kiss. "Always wanted to try, I think we can set something up. As long as you promise to take a few pics and then fuck me standing— fuck with these muscles? I bet you could split me in half with this cock driving into me while standing, couldn’t you?"
"Fuck. You know—" Somi crashes her lips into yours, unable to control her lust now. "—I was planning on fucking you in your bedroom, but this siren mouth of yours is going to make me fuck you right in this hallway."
~~~~~~
Jiheon eventually got used to the loud pumping music in the house, opting to bury her head between her books. Yet, buzzing from the corridor distracts her attempts to memorize the contents of her recent lectures. Two voices, one of them is Somi’s, her orientation senior, and the other is… a familiar one. Yes, she has grown to recognize that voice—it’s yours.
Jiheon slightly opens her room door and peeps out, catching you and Somi flirting around. Unknowingly, she clenches her fist.
What’s wrong with me? Am I getting jealous of this?
"Then quit fucking talking."
Jiheon sees Somi shoving you into the wall, your head banging hard against it while she works on undoing her jeans’ button.
"And pull your fucking cock out," Somi commands just as her button comes off.
Impatient, Somi reaches for your pants with the same speed. Jiheon pulls on her skirt as jealousy consumes her. She can’t stand the sight for much longer and without a care for secrecy, she slams her room door.
~~~~~~
Both you and Somi get startled and break the kiss, the annoyance and frustration obvious on your faces.
"God damn it." Somi huffs. She takes one last squeeze of your cock, a memento to remember you by, then pulls you and whispers in your ear, "We can finish this in my room. No one will interrupt us there."
You pause for a moment. "Look. Next time." You know Jiheon saw you and Somi. She’s almost close to accepting you, and you don’t want to destroy any progress you have made.
"I knew it. Pft." Somi turns away, not bothering to button up her jeans again, save some time for whenever she finds to fuck tonight. "Not sure about next time."
Once you leave the hectic house, you pull out your phone and waver between heading to a nearby bar and picking up a girl there or texting your backup plan for the night.
As luck would have it, after you sit down at the bar counter, you spot Chaeyoung with her friends—no Joon, of course.
You wave at Momo. "Yeah, we’ll just go home together."
"Yeah, it sucks that her own boyfriend can’t even make time for her," Momo says.
Maybe he would if he knew that Chae was out in the first place, but no matter.
You have time for her. You just happen to make time behind the bar in the seedy alley.
Her hands push against the brick wall.
"Doesn’t this dick make you feel special?"
"Yes! Fuck, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world."
"Guess what Chae," you say, pulling her hair to get her ear in your mouth. "You’re not that special. If I want some new pussy, I can get it anytime."
There’s no surprise she barely processes anything other than your cock.
"You’re lucky you’re a fucking convenient slut. I guess it’s not luck. You had to work hard to earn this dick. Good for you."
When you say "bitch" right after, you don’t really need to put any venom but it makes her walls quiver nice and tight.
Despite fucking her so thoroughly and hastily, despite the roughness of the concrete on her knees (because naturally, her outfit covers none of her legs), despite your unnecessarily cruel words, your night ends inside the warmth of your toy’s mouth. Familiar, but no less cozy when you feed her.
Or maybe you need more than mere familiarity.
~~~~~~
"Thanks for letting me in, Saerom."
She smiles in response, hints of drunken lust in her eyes. You’d fuck her any day of the week, so it seems that today is outside of time since you continue to ignore her advances, to both your disappointment. In search of your wallet you left earlier in the night, you head deeper into the hallway.
The house is still as noisy as when you left, now including moans of couples hooking up in their respective rooms.
Your ears perk up at a familiar sound as you hear Chaeyoung’s voice from somewhere. But how? You’ve just left her 5 minutes ago. Gravitating to its source, you hear it much clearer—it’s your sex tape.
Its consumer isn’t too careful given the slight opening of their room door. You peep into the opening and catch Jiheon with eyes closed and her hand underneath her skirt.
"Jiheon? What are you doing?"
Her eyes go wide open and she pulls her hand away from her crotch before she swings her head to the door.
"Oppa?"
Jiheon gets out of the bed and pulls you in quickly.
You close the door behind you and ensure it’s locked. "I thought I still wasn’t allowed in your room."
"You aren’t!"
"Then why’d you let me in?" you ask.
Jiheon can’t meet your gaze. "Because, uh. I was… I was t-touching myself and I, umm, I need more help oppa."
So this is the chance.
"Your brother told me not to touch you." You don’t sound like you believe your own words at all.
"Well, that didn’t seem to stop you for the past few days. You’ve been a lot more handsy. In public too. Ugh."
"Oh. Sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. Maybe I’ll just go."
"No!" Her eyes widen as she is surprised at herself, though she swiftly calms down. "Stay with me, Oppa. H-Help me please, I-I trust you."
"You sure about this?"
Jiheon nods shyly, and you make your move.
Wrap your arms around her waist and move closer to her. Her breath hitches as she stares into your eyes and audibly gulps. You back Jiheon into a wall before closing the gap between you and her.
Slowly, you work your lips against Jiheon and push your tongue into her mouth, the act only stiff for a second until it feels like the most natural thing in the world for Jiheon. She melts into the kiss and relaxes as you take control. Your tongue explores Jiheon’s wet cavern and swirls around hers.
So shy yet so needy. She pulls you even closer, causing your bulge to press against her. Jiheon breaks the kiss with a small gasp. With a quick downward glance, she remembers the first time she saw you, naked with your large erect dick pointing at her.
"Oppa, take out your thing—cock. Let me see it."
You smile and oblige, stripping off your clothes while continuing your kiss with Jiheon. First to go is your top and immediately, Jiheon reaches out to feel your muscled stomach. Then, you unbuckle your belt and pull your pants down. In your boxers, your dick protrudes even more against the cotton clothing, and she reaches down to touch it. You let her have a feel for a few seconds before removing your boxers, fully exposing your rigid shaft.
This is it. This is what Jiheon has wanted, what she has needed, for days.
Noticing the deep trance she is in, you remove her black sleeves, checkered top, and white skirt which leaves her in a simple white bra and panties. You lean into her and kiss her once more. Jiheon reacts more feverishly this time, her tongue and hands more active during this exchange, giving you the opportunity to guide her onto her bed.
You pull her away from the wall and turn your bodies together. Step by step, you walk towards her bed. When you arrive at its foot, you gently lay Jiheon onto her back before breaking the kiss. She reaches behind her back to unclip her bra and tosses it aside while you pull her sticky panties down her luscious legs.
You kneel before her with a hand on your cock, ready to fuck Jiheon for the first time. However, she shifts away from you at the last second.
"You’re so big," she says, and you look up to meet her eyes, shaking as much as her voice. "Can you eat me out first? You’re good at it, right?"
You nod and lean down to give her a comforting kiss on the lips. Your fingers and smooches trace down her perfect body before you position yourself between her spread legs.
Jiheon whines. "Oppa, please, just, just…"
Not wasting any more time, you dip your head lower and give Jiheon a slow lick. Her thighs squeeze your head upon first contact, but that does nothing to stop you; if anything, it emboldens you. She tastes perfect, and you desperately need more of her so you lick her pussy again.
Jiheon squirms, completely caught off guard at the novel, sensational feeling. Her alone time never prepared her for this. The soft slurps echoing around the room soon get drowned out by moans. You tighten your hold on her hips and pull her closer to your mouth, preventing her from shifting away.
To up the pressure, you snake a couple fingers into Jiheon while wrapping your lips around her clit. Finding her G-spot doesn’t take long, considering the heightened groaning from her mouth, the bucking of her hips. Also, more of her wetness leaks, which you promptly lap up, and you feel her clench around your fingers.
"Oppa, hngghh, I, mmph, I-I think I’m cumming."
Perfect.
You pull back from Jiheon and get back on your knees to view her writhing body.
"Fuuck," Jiheon says in such a needy tone. But then she switches back for just a moment: "I knew I shouldn’t have trusted, you ass—"
When you bend and lean over Jiheon, arms around sides, dick pressed into her tummy, she yelps.
"This’ll feel even better." You rub your length against her, reaching past her belly button.
Another one of Jiheon’s yelps becomes a gulp. "Okay. Okay. Oh, uh, condom," she says.
You nod and reach for your wallet in your pants. It’s not something you’ve used in a while, but you don’t mind for Jiheon’s first time, given her already shaky pupils.
"I-I’ll do it." Jiheon licks her lips when she rolls the latex on halfway, though she’s not so much putting it on as she is playing with your shaft between her hands.
"You gonna finish that?"
"Mhm." Jiheon bends down, her lips an inch away from your latex-wrapped erection; Jiheon blows softly on it and grits her teeth—then realizes she needs to relax her jaw and notably, not grit her teeth. Her tongue stretches past her lips in her first earnest attempt to swallow your dick. Jiheon only gets a couple of inches down before she starts drooling, but there’s a glint of seriousness in her eyes when she looks up. "Am I doing this… ah, wight?"
You groan. "Be careful."
"I know! Ah, ahh make shuh to be ca… caee… mmh." Jiheon slowly bobs up and down, unfurling more of the protection down your length. She finds herself in a rhythm, and she looks confused as to why.
You place a tender hand in her blonde hair and savor her adorable debut in blowjobs but after a few amateurish strokes, you lightly peel her wet mouth off your cock. (There will be plenty more of that later anyway.) "Were you here just to suck a condom?"
Jiheon wipes her lips. "N-no." That resoluteness in her gaze returns as she lays on her bed once more.
You sweep stray hairs aside and look into her timid eyes. Give Jiheon a reassuring smile and peck her forehead. With your shaft lined up with her entrance, you press yourself against her folds. Jiheon’s body resists your size, and you hiss when you plunge your tip into her since she’s awfully snug. Not wanting to hurt her by being too rough for her first time, you pause and watch how her eyelids twitch, how her pupils roll up.
Just your tip inside her, and Jiheon is itching for more. This sensation is unlike her fingers, in a much better way. She’s curling her fingers, tightening her legs in anticipation (but that only makes her clench around your cock harder).
"I’ll stop when you tell me to stop," you say.
"B-but don’t, don’t stop, just one, just do it once."
"It?"
Jiheon pouts, not even on purpose. "Put your dick, all the way in. I need to know if—ah, if that’s it."
You shove air past your pursed lips, the tightness around your cockhead already past bearing.
Her whole body squirms while she plays with her clit and while you keep your dick cozy inside of her walls. "Not enough," Jiheon whispers, fingers desperate for that peak all too far away. "More, more."
You uproot your shaft at a tediously slow pace. Jiheon clings to you—by her pussy lips—and a layer of her cum shines under the room light. Just a few seconds out of her pussy, and you already want to drive yourself back in, but you pause for the emptiness to hit Jiheon.
"Wait, I didn’t—not yet, didn’t say pull out yet."
A devilish yet warm smile on your face. "Why didn’t you say so?"
Thrust yourself back into Jiheon; moaning is drawn out of both of you when her cunt kisses the base of your length once more. You repeat the soft thrusts into her, not withdrawing over an inch of your shaft, and Jiheon loosens up, loses herself in the feeling.
Jiheon reaches for your hands holding onto her hips. "M-more oppa. Ha-harder please…"
As if waiting for those magic words, you react quickly, animalistic urges overrunning your brain when you tighten your grip on her hips. You pull out even more of your length and fuck back into her hard. Thank god Jiheon is wet enough that she feels less discomfort. No, not god, thank you.
You look at her and note the red hue forming on her cheeks. However, her eyes tell a completely different story—enjoyment, sin, lust—which you manage to discern through narrowed lids; though Jiheon tries her hardest to keep her eyes open, the pleasure of your fucking makes it hard to do so. Plus, she doesn’t even know which part of your body to keep her gaze on.
Too embarrassed by her own endless moans, Jiheon covers her face with her hands. Doesn’t matter. You move your stares to her petite tits; they jiggle with each thrust into her, and you can’t help but reach and fondle them.
"Fuck, Jiheon, you feel so good."
Endless cute little whimpers escape her as her pussy adjusts to your cock plunging inside of her, her slick allowing your insertions to be smoother. "F-Fuck oppa. Behind… take me from behind."
It’s a shame you don’t get to see her pretty face contorting in pleasure, but it’s ok. Jiheon clenches around your cock while you withdraw from her, and she anxiously flips around and gets on her tummy. Prone on the mattress, her pert buttcheeks are perfect to slap, to bite, to knead—but no time to waste when you see the needy girl look back and shake her ass. You position your cock by her entrance, your hands on the milky skin of her butt. Holding in the temptation to spank her hard, you instead grip it and reinsert yourself into her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck…" You barely catch Jiheon’s swearing under her breath. She’s falling deeper into this sinful hole, and you can see her needing more sex with you than this.
Jiheon shifts her body and backs her ass in time with you, pushing your dick as deep as it can go. In this position, with her body flat and her legs straight and your angle of attack deep, her pussy tightens even more. Her stretched hands clutch the top of her bed, her body needing something to ground herself with pleasure flooding her body.
But you don’t let her. You wrap an arm around Jiheon’s waist and lift her up to bring her on her hands and knees. She fucks herself more comfortably and with even more fervor. You take the time to squeeze her butt and spread her cheeks, which slightly reveals her asshole. You consider taking it there and then, but no. At least for now, this is about both of your pleasures, and your cock splitting her cunt open is already such an intense experience given how her yelping and squealing becomes higher and louder.
"Oppa, oppa. I think I’m, ugh, ugh, I think I’m going to cum!"
You smile. You didn’t expect it to take long and although you want to prolong this as much as possible, she’s your priority for now. You exert your last remaining strength into the next few thrusts, pushing her to her orgasm. Though she’s only on her hands and knees, it takes all her limbs strength, and you can tell they’re faltering in utter bliss.
Jiheon’s a moaning mess, drops of sweat forming on her forehead. Her hesitancy about letting you touch her is almost gone, and her focus shifts onto enjoying how deep you are in her. She’s never felt this way alone as nothing she used to fuck herself with doesn’t bring her this much pleasure.
With an especially hard clench around your dick, Jiheon screams, "Yes! Ahh, ahh, oh, god, it’s too—t-too much, oppa!"
That’s when you know it’s just right. You remain hilt deep inside her and grind against her ass, savoring her silky walls all around you while Jiheon writhes in the orgasm racking her mind. With a grip on her hips, you keep her as close to your body as possible and add soft and shallow thrusts. All those times touching herself, imagining you inside of her can’t compare to the reality of cumming on your cock. Maybe next time, she’ll pull herself off you to release the harsh iron grip of her quivering pussy—or maybe this first time will get her addicted, and she’ll never hop off again. You certainly know which outcome you prefer.
"Ahh fuck! I-It’s too much," Jiheon says as weakly as a person can say, yet she’s still savoring the last waves of pleasure making her squeeze on your shaft. Jiheon peels herself off you and lays on her tummy, writhing and panting before her left hand reaches back to rub her waist and soothe the pain from your strong grip.
You have no time to check on Jiheon. Under her deep breaths are your deep groans as you stroke yourself to orgasm. The loss of her warmth temporarily halted your progress, so you speed up the jerking of your hand.
Your thoughts go wild as you imagine the future times you’re going to fuck this seemingly innocent girl. What positions would she like? What kinks could she have? Maybe you could study these instead during her next study marathon. Maybe record for reference while you’re at it.
You don’t hold back and soon, you announce, "Jiheon-ah, I’m going to cum."
"Anywhere on my body, please, please. I just wanna know what… what cum feels like."
You nod and remove your condom. Give yourself the final few pumps and get ready to shoot your load on the girl you have been eyeing on. Aiming yourself at Jiheon’s asscheeks and keeping your voice restrained, you cum. She softly moans as spurts of warm white cum land on her.
"Fuck, it’s so sticky and..." Jiheon reaches back and spreads it on her ass, feeling the texture on her fingers. She brings it up to her face and takes a closer look. After playing with the stickiness of your cum, she plunges those cum-covered fingers into herself, catching you off guard.
"Jiheon, the cum."
She shakes her head. "I don’t care, I don’t care, I just wanna feel it, fuck."
Jiheon pulls her fingers from her grippy pussy and tastes the mix of you and her on her hand, looking at you with experienced intent.
What a temptress.
You properly discard the condom and clean Jiheon up before joining her on the small bed. Up close, you sweep her hair aside and admire her, and she does the same to you with a look of bliss.
"Oppa. Promise to me, you’re not going to fuck around, at least for now."
"What, why? Ohh, it’s because you like—"
"No fucking way, I don’t wanna fucking date you or anything. I just don’t like it when you do this stupid one night stand shit."
"Sounds like you wanna date me then."
She turns around and faces away from you. "Why do I even bother reasoning with you? You’re a dumbass, you know?"
Jiheon may spit harsh words, but she grabs your arm and hugs it tightly.
"Oh, I am?" You smile and pull Jiheon closer, your cock between her asscheeks and your hand reaching to lightly grope her chest. You’re going to be a catalyst for her transformation, and she will no longer be that pure studious person she was. Her warm, sweaty body snuggles up into you so that even though your dick is sensitive, it hardens between her thighs anyway. "Seems like you really like this dumbass’s cock then."
She elbows you lightly in the stomach. "Just shut up."
Still no denial, but you let a good decision past your impulsive mind and listen to her, keeping your lips sealed.
At least until the inevitable next round tonight.
Control
Saerom x Male Reader (feat. Jiheon)
8,131 Words
Part 4 of Conquered Odds, written in collaboration with @worldsover
A/N: Missed the deadline but whatever :(
You’re slowly but surely shifting your shaft into Jiheon’s entrance, one hand on each side of her waist in this missionary position. But your first thought?
Damn. This share house is so much nicer than your and Joon’s apartment.
Though your side of the apartment is looking much less dusty these days, it seems that every room in this girls-only residence is straight out of an interior design magazine. Greenery much more than just green, meticulously chosen paintings to complement the pastel walls, and most importantly, cleanliness of which you can only dream. Especially Jiheon’s room.
Outside, the smell of rain would bounce off trees and grass, the well thought-out plot of land having a surprising amount of greenery while being close to the campus. Moisture laden air keeps the September clammy warm.
Inside smells of sweat; even this unhurried rhythm is heated by the closeness of two bodies.
You can’t control the outside forces, from the weather to the other habitants of this share house. Your world isn’t the whole world, can’t ever be. You can only control what’s internal. If you do nothing about it—react as opposed to act—then you’re no different from the Joons of the world. So change what counts as internal to you.
For example, Joon’s sister. Physically, you’re as internal as another person can get, the grip of Jiheon’s cunt leaving no room for freedom. Nothing is being as internalized as much as your cock, every pull of your hips backward reluctant as her slick lush walls swaddle you, stretching around you in their urgency.
Maybe last year, you thought your grades were a force of nature, down to luck. The professors you had, the lecture times you got, the groupmates you were assigned in projects. And maybe last year, the sort of people you met were a dice roll; the friends you made were flaky or boring, and the girls you hooked up with were varying degrees of sane. So maybe last year, your life could’ve taken a sharp turn Joonward into mediocrity.
Certainly last year, you were not this introspective.
If you had to be honest—no, you have to be; you’re already dishonest enough with others—then you were already feeling stagnation with Chaeyoung. Was Joon rubbing off on his own girlfriend? Or was it just greed on your end? Either way, though you still have sporadic quickies with Chaeyoung here and there, the time spent doesn’t compare with Jiheon. Even sliding your dick into the laziest Jiheon is sublime.
Jiheon’s fatigue is from the long night of fucking: her eyes are low, her expression placid, and her moans are quieter than usual. She lays on her back while you’re holding yourself above her, and your cock pistons in and out at a lazy pace. It was either that or nothing, and neither of you could help but have a quick round in the morning, especially after your morning wood pressed against her body from behind.
Once Jiheon wraps her arms around your neck, she pulls you closer. You pepper kisses on her neck while your hands freely roam her body from her toned tummy to her perky tits. She giggles lightly from the ticklish sensations before exhaling deeply.
“Oppa, fuck me harder.”
Oblige her request and put more power into your hips. Jiheon squirms under you, and her hot grip on your cock grows even tighter. She softly gasps with your intensifying thrusts, the sensation of perfervid heat in her body building up much quicker.
Unfortunately, you have no control over all circumstances. Your intimate bubble is popped by an alarm. In surprise, you pause for a second, but you roll your eyes and continue fucking the girl, deeming it unimportant.
However, it isn’t unimportant for Jiheon. Her eyes grow wide as she reaches for her phone on the nightstand. That’s her alarm for school. Usually, it doesn’t go off for her; she should already be out the door by now. After she dismisses the alarm, Jiheon wiggles herself off you. You try to prevent that, holding her body tightly while you continue your ministrations on her neck.
“Mmm, I have to go, ugh, go to class, dumbass.”
“Your classes won’t start until three hours later. You have plenty of time.”
Her body freezes as she ponders her options, and you take advantage of her hesitation. Grind against her while your length is hilt deep. Your kisses grow stronger. You know she’s succumbing, her thoughts interrupted, when she lets your mouth’s suction last long enough to leave a mark.
You flip your bodies around, and Jiheon pushes against your chest. Your positions switch and this time, she’s in control.
“Alright, you can just get off my dick and leave.”
It’s a gamble—luckily, you’ve already loaded the dice.
Jiheon’s conflict is painted on her face. You can practically see the gears turning in her head, the calculations of how long it’ll take for her to get into class, yet her hips continue to push downward. It’s obvious by now that she’s dependent on the way your cock rakes against her walls. Jiheon could just grind in short bursts, focus on clenching around your sensitive tip, but instead, she plants herself all the way down your length. When she feels you hit that deep, the conflicted expression vanishes in lieu of eye-tightening lust.
“I need to pack, I need to recite past notes, and I need, I need to… I need to cum.”
Her decision has been made: she has given in to lust. Jiheon supports herself on your chest and intensifies her movements. You help her out by holding her hips and guiding her as well as adding the occasionally upward thrust.
Her focus shifts away from her class to your thick shaft stretching her insides. She continuously clenches around you and her body shivers under extreme pleasure, unable to stay upright for much longer.
Jiheon lets out a sharp gasp as you hit her G-spot, and she shifts to ensure your dick keeps hitting the same area. One or two more times later, she finally reaches the peak she’s been craving for.
Leaving your cock stuffed in her, Jiheon clenches around you tightly and cums. She looks so adorable as her eyes close, her head twists and turns, and all her muscles tense in waves. When she opens her eyes, a blush on her face grows at your gaze, and the embarrassment only makes you want to savor her orgasm more; her insides massaging your dick in tightness doesn’t help either.
You hold her limp body upright as she gasps for air. The sensitivity is less of an issue for her compared to the first time. She doesn’t peel herself off—in fact, as she recovers, her hips begin grinding against you once again.
“Jiheon,” you say between short gasps, your brain firing on all cylinders, “I need to cum too.”
“Just… Okay, okay, I’ll swallow it, that’ll be cleaner anyway.”
Jiheon has certainly gotten much more used to the taste of semen after enough sessions with you. Even if she got caught up in the heat of the moment and liked it more than expected the first time, it still wasn’t a regular thing for Jiheon until recently. She would spit it out into the garbage or onto a tissue; on other occasions, she would take the cumshot on her ass or face then clean it off in the shower. Sometimes, she would even just ignore your climax if she had somewhere else to be. But right now, Jiheon is slowing down her movement on your cock, her eyes enthralled by your throbbing ballsack and her mouth watering.
She hops off your dick, not without a final squeeze of your cock, and lays prone between your spread legs. She peels off the condom and drops it by the bedside. A switch flips within Jiheon and she looks more enthusiastic than she sounded earlier.
With sultry eyes, Jiheon slowly sinks her mouth onto your cock. Practice makes perfect, and she is just as diligent sucking your dick as she is with school. She maintains eye contact throughout as she goes lower and lower.
A rush of pleasure surges up your spine, and you instinctively push her head down your shaft. It hits the back of her throat and catches her off guard, causing her to gag and come off you. Both stunned and curious at the sensation, she strokes you while contemplating what to do next.
You exclaim, “Shit! Sor—”
But without hesitation, Jiheon is back down on you again, slobbering all over your cock. Every few sucks, she attempts to push past her throat barrier, but to no avail, so you hold her on both sides of her head and coax her down.
“That’s it, Jiheon. Fuck, your mouth feels so good.”
She looks at you with doe eyes, her mouth working faster and faster as her impatience grows. Jiheon reaches up to fondle your twitchy balls to extract your load even sooner.
The pressure in your loins suddenly reaches a new height. Your eyes shut and your head leans back and onto the pillow. The dam in your lower body breaks as waves of cum are shot into Jiheon’s waiting mouth. She gets caught off guard by your orgasm and she tries her best to gulp them all down but to no avail.
As your orgasm ends, your semi-hard dick leaves the warmth of her mouth. Some cum seeps out the sides of her mouth and drips down her chin. Holding your flaccid length, she scoops up the small drops of white on her face and staring right into your eyes, she laps them off and leaves her tongue stuck out. Seconds later, she swallows the cum before licking your cock clean.
Once Jiheon is done, you pull her up and she snuggles into your body. The two of you remain laying on the bed for a few minutes to recover from the intense morning session.
“Isn’t this better than sitting all alone in the lecture hall, waiting for class to start?”
“N-no.” Jiheon sighs, smiling to herself. “You know, Oppa, you’ve really changed.”
You lie there in silence, in thought. Have you? You’re still the same philanderer you’ve always… ahh. That’s something only you know.
“Not even a ‘Thank you’?” Pouting, Jiheon turns around and hits your chest lightly. “Whatever. Now I need to rush to class.”
While you’re still reflecting on yourself, she leaps out of bed and makes a dash to the shower while you choose to join her minutes later. You note the hot steam fogging up the small space as you enter the shower. Jiheon yelps in surprise and she instinctively tries to cover herself up. It’s not like you’ve never seen her bare body before, or touched it, or been inside it.
“Y-you jerk. What are you doing here?”
You chuckle, shaking your head. “I need to wash up too, you know.”
“Fine. Just don’t do anything filthy or I’ll kick you out butt naked.”
Of course, you agree to that, and of course, you do something filthy. A squeeze here, a fondle there, all under the guise of helping her clean up. You resist the urge to do any more, not wanting to hold Jiheon back any further from going to her class.
She hastily dashes out with a towel wrapped around her body while you trail behind her. After picking out her clothes for the day, she hurriedly puts them on and packs her bag for the day. You’re not in a rush unlike her so you opt to watch her prepare and a smile subconsciously surfaces. Jiheon does brighten up your day in more ways than one.
“Seeya later, Oppa.” After a kiss on your cheek, Jiheon waves and heads to school, leaving you all alone in her room to dress up.
Your clothes are neatly folded in her dresser; you’re surprised there’s space in there. You have a small stack of them in the bottom drawer. You’re not surprised at the lack of your university hoodie since Jiheon wears that all the time, even when it’s warm outside. So after you put on some casual attire, you take one of her windbreakers without feeling any guilt at the temporary theft.
You’re about to leave the well-maintained home, your bag neatly placed in a designated corner in the living room. Despite having visited Jiheon many times now, you’ve barely run into anyone else, not even the other house members. Usually, Jiheon was the first one up, so if you wanted a chance of a quickie, at least before school, you’d have to be up even earlier to make it to the household.
Then, your string of luck is cut short. Saerom pops out from the hallway. You’re not even sure about your first reaction. You haven’t been ignoring her, per se, but you haven’t been actively texting her like you were weeks ago. But all awkwardness falls wayside to seeing the gorgeous woman with her messy hair and casual pajamas.
“You’ve been spending an awful lot of time in there, you simp.”
“Mmm yeah… studying and all.”
“Well, you gotta spare some time for me. Remember our deal?”
Shit, that’s right, the deal: Saerom helps you hook up with Jiheon; you give Saerom one good night. She held up her end of the bargain, arranging the mutual tutoring sessions for you which subsequently let you bed Jiheon. Now, the ball’s in your court.
Give her what she wants. Just fuck her smoking hot body. You’ll enjoy it too.
“You’re making me feel like a debt collector,” Saerom says. “Like I have to twist your arm or something.”
“I’m sorry. Obviously, insanely, incredibly obviously, I want to pay you back. But I gotta head to school for a while. Collect some assignments, y’know.”
You’re unsure why you made the excuse since it’s not like Jiheon would skip class and come home to catch the two of you fucking. And even if she does, who cares? It’s not like Jiheon is your girlfriend or anything, yet her exclusivity clause has made you more reluctant to meet up—seems a lot like an actual relationship when you think about it.
This isn’t like you though. The Hyun you once were would have jumped Saerom on the spot.
You turn to grab your stuff and leave the house and a fuming Lee Saerom standing dumbfounded by the door. A part of you even regrets it. Why? There won’t be any consequences anyways.
Saerom shakes her head. “Oh, and you had enough time to…” She sighs and then bites her lip. “No, I’m being silly too. So not tonight either?”
“Nah. Way too much this week,” you say.
“Alright. I understand.” She smiles. “I guess I’ll see you next time you’re here or something?”
“Sure.”
On the way out, you borrow Jiheon’s umbrella while you’re at it.
~~~~~~
You weren’t lying when you mentioned collecting some assignments. You stumble your way across campus, shuffling past the sea of students and returning to mediocrity.
Speaking of mediocrity, you meet Joon at the entrance of the lecture theater, his sleeves slightly damp from the rain. You’ve spent so much time outside of your apartment that you haven’t really seen your roommate that much. Rather, you’ve been meeting his loved ones more than him.
“How many nights are you going to stay out? I bet you’re too busy fucking other girls to come back home?”
As the two of you enter the lecture hall, you don’t see your professor but rather her assistant. Somi stands by the lectern with stacks of papers on the table next to her. She isn’t trying to look hot at all—you can tell by the baggy gray sweatpants—but all she needs to show off her enticing curves is her simple tight tee. The university’s dance club logo is distorted by the shape of her chest, and you’ve spent too long doing boob mathematics.
Arms crossed, she stares at you. “Well, well, well. Look who we have here.”
Somi’s definitely still piqued even though it has been weeks since the party incident. Joon, oblivious to the situation, simply waves at her and heads down to collect his assignment from her.
She slowly flips through the stack of papers and passes Joon his paper. “You’re barely passing this class. Get your shit together or you’ll eventually fail.”
He scratches his head and nods meekly.
Your phone vibrates in your pocket. An invitation to hang out by Chae. You groan and shove your phone back into the pocket before following Joon and grabbing hold of your own paper from the stack. Not only have your grades massively improved since the start of college, but they have long surpassed Joon’s.
“So…” Somi taps the lectern. “You have your smart little tutor helping you out.”
She gives Joon a look which you immediately understand—he certainly does not. Her mouth barely curls up into a smirk, and her eyes somehow smolder subtly.
“Um, hey, Hyun, mind hooking me up with this tutor?” Joon asks, pushing up his glasses.
You laugh at his face, not even trying to hide your disdain. “Hooking you up? Yeah, right. You have nothing to offer her in return.”
“Money?”
“Sorry Joon, I doubt she has the time.”
Joon raises his hand. “I mean, you can just tell me who—”
“Shh.” Somi doesn’t physically push Joon aside, but with her dismissive tone, he might as well have been shoved. She turns to you. “Hey, Hyun.”
Even in her simple T-shirt and jeans, she makes you tense up with her intense gaze. In fact, your feet are stuck in place when she steps closer to you. “What’s up?” you ask.
She lowers her tone. “When are you gonna man up and fuck me? Or are you stuck with your little angel?”
You clear your throat and take a breath. “Ms. Jeon. If we don’t have any… relevant academic concerns, then I’ll be moving on to my next class.”
“Pfft.” Somi rolls her eyes. “Since when did you talk like that? Did you get that from—”
“Alright, gotta go!” you exclaim, dragging Joon out of the classroom; Somi’s still giggling from inside the room.
Joon looks at you with creased brows as he tidies the books in his bag.
You tell him, “Gotta be careful around Somi. She’s a good TA but she can be weird sometimes.”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed that.” He scratches his head. “She’s always asking me about you.”
“How sharp of you. Just, uh, tell her I’m really busy if she asks.”
“Sure?”
“Thanks. Anyway, Joon.” Place a hand on his shoulder. “I won’t see you later at home.”
“Yeah, whatever. I’m used to it. Oh, by the way, that”—he points at the umbrella hanging off your backpack—“looks really familiar. Hah, that’s a funny coincidence.”
You’re sure he’d be up in tears at the coincidence. Doubt it’d be from laughter.
~~~~~~
You were lying when you told Saerom you’d be busy in the evening. You’re not sure why you did. Were you honestly feeling guilt toward Jiheon? Feeling an actual semblance of loyalty, you might have come up with the excuse on the spot. However, you figured you might as well do something productive with the time. You wouldn’t have bothered following through with Chaeyoung’s unusually curt invitation—“We need to meet”—but the karaoke place is only a stone’s throw away from the campus, and at this hour, most students are either home or getting two hours of sleep on a desk in the library.
When her first action upon your entrance to the private booth isn’t jumping on you in a blazing kiss, you’re already confused.
“Hi.”
You wave at her, tilting your head. “Hey?”
In your conversation with Chaeyoung, you just nod and reply dryly, more observant of her expressions than the actual words out of her mouth. Is she mad at you? Horny for you? Something in between? You’re only familiar with the latter, having never seen her so conflicted—when it comes to cumming on your cock, she’s always so confident.
Just an offhand mention of Joon from you, and she walks out.
Definitely not horny then.
You’re surprised at yourself; you never tune someone out like that. Too late now. You consider singing a couple songs but then figure that you might as well go home and actually get some work done.
On your way out, you grab a beer and start drinking it as you leave the karaoke room and head to a bus stop.
You’ve never thought about your actual relationship with Chaeyoung at this level of depth before. What’s the point? Are you just fucking with your roommate? You down your can of beer while deep in your thoughts before you toss it to a nearby trash can.
An unseen hand clasps your shoulder. “I should’ve known you’d lie by now.”
So coincidence’s comedy set isn’t done yet.
You have to hold back a lot of things: first, a yelp at your surprise, then an overt expression of embarrassment, and finally, a gulp at the severity of Saerom’s voice. Turning around, you see the woman glare up at you with arms crossed. Clear your throat. You can’t hide the awkwardness in your smile. “Uh. I didn’t realize I’d see my teacher around here.”
“I’m not your teacher, but I’m basically your loan shark.” Saerom scoffs and shakes her head. “This is ridiculous. I feel like I’m in fucking high school again chasing a guy like this.”
While you’re flattered, the threat weighs more significantly in your mind.
“I was planning on blowing off some steam with a few songs and more than a few drinks after you blew me off earlier today.”
Keep your tone firm. “I’m sorry.”
“So, busiest man alive, what are you doing in here? Picking up more girls?”
You can’t tell her the truth. Of course not. Therefore, silence.
Saerom tiptoes, placing her breathy voice next to your left ear. “You could be in me instead.”
She places her hand behind your neck; her stare is all-consuming, all-fixating.
“Fine,” you say.
“Oh, don’t act like I’m pulling your teeth. You want this.”
Give her a non-commital grunt, then grab her hand off your neck and pull her out of the karaoke studio.
The bus stop is right outside the shopping mall, and the bus is only a few traffic lights away. It’s not even fall, yet the wait in the open is freezing cold apart from the warmth breathing down your neck as Saerom stands behind you. She presses her chest against your back and wraps a hand around your waist to cup your crotch. The sidewalks aren’t exactly bustling, though they aren’t empty either, so you’re surprised at her boldness in public.
“I’m using this cock all night.”
Saerom feels you twitch under her hold and smirks; she has you in the palm of her hand more than literally. When she rubs you through the thick denim, you shiver again, this time not because of the cold.
“Don’t cum yet, big boy. I want every drop of your cum in me.”
Thank god the bus arrived, much to Saerom’s frustration. Her toying with you is cut short and the two of you board the bus. It’s almost full but you manage to spot a pair of seats for the two of you. Move into the inner seat and wait for Saerom to get onto the one next to you.
Instead of the seat, she sits on your lap.
Can’t hold back this gulp.
Saerom turns back and whispers, “You really like to keep people waiting, huh?”
“What do you mean?”
“Of course, I know what happened with Somi last time. Now she’s on your ass.”
Speaking of ass, you’re absolutely silenced by Saerom’s as she grinds into you, your clothed erection fitting snugly between the soft cheeks despite her jeans. This is barely first base, yet you’re tense like it’s your first time.
“Ah, whatever, good luck with that. Like I said, I’m using this dick all night when we get to your place.”
Anyone else, in any other situation, would be filled to the brim with excitement. But for once in your life, you’re not firmly in control. Any claim to firmness would be usurped by Saerom’s butt.
There’s an old lady, a suit-clad man, a couple of drunk girls, all of whom are right next to the two of you. That doesn’t stop Saerom from budging herself down, rocking her hips back and forth.
You have to clench your jaw.
Your hands find their way to her hip. You’re not sure if they’re there to assist or stop her. However, as soon as Saerom notices it, she grabs hold of them and moves them to her tummy.
“Keep touching me. I know you can’t resist it.”
Suddenly, you’re flustered by her brazen advance. Take a quick glance around. Some eyes are on you: the drunken girls giggle while the salaryman shoots jealousy-filled daggers at you. However, nothing can distract you from the ravishing woman teasing you on your lap.
Your hands sweep under Saerom’s crop top and creep towards her breasts. All onlookers instantly look away in embarrassment. Saerom gasps and leans on your shoulder as soon as you cup them. You give them a squeeze or two, feeling up the firm flesh as an early appetizer for what’s to come, before your hands find a new target.
They shift downwards and caress her toned abs. Move even lower and slip them past the waistband of her jeans and panties. Before you reach the coveted prize, she grabs them and pulls them out.
“Nuh-uh. You made me wait, now it’s your turn.”
The wait on the bus has never felt so long before, especially since no further words are exchanged; it doesn’t help that you’ve become Saerom’s ride for the night.
Screw your business degree. Drop out. Who cares?
You’ve already become a chairman anyway. Wouldn’t mind keeping the position either.
Blocks of apartments fly past you and your fingers impatiently tap Saerom, waiting and waiting for the bus to reach your destination. Alas, the ten minute journey comes to an end. You shift Saerom off your lap and pull her off the bus and into the lobby.
Hop onto the elevator. She taps her feet while waiting for the doors to close. When it finally does, she jumps you aggressively, pressing her lips onto yours and kissing you. You’re trapped between her arms as she catches you off guard, but you know that you wouldn’t want to leave.
You do leave when the elevator rings and the doors open. You don’t even need to see to navigate your floor. With more than enough practice, you stuff your keys into the keyhole and unlock your apartment.
It’s funny how often this happens. By now, you’ve probably entered your apartment with a woman’s lips against yours more often than not. Your previous one-night stands, Chaeyoung, Jiheon, now Saerom. The question is whether or not you remember to close the door. Good on you for pulling the knob this time. To be fair, you’re often too drunk to bother with that, though you’re dangerously close to blacking out with the combination of Saerom’s forceful kiss and her shapely ass in your hands.
You pull away from the kiss momentarily. “Joon, stay in your room! I’ve got—”
As Saerom interrupts you with her lips, she pushes you onto the wall, lifting her leg and wrapping it around you. “Who the fuck cares about him?”
“Goddammit. You’re right.”
You throw away all other thoughts as Saerom tightens her hold on you, then she crashes against you once more. Your combined bodies stumble across the living room, each vying for dominance as you both try to press each other against walls. She closes her eyes, immersing herself, and you follow suit to focus on the connection of your mouths. You’ll never tire of the sweet saltiness of lip balm and saliva. With your limited senses, you think you hear quiet footsteps—then, a slam, and you’re not sure why Joon even bothered with sneaking past. He must have been unable to take the commotion and left the apartment. But since the rare times you’re back home are whenever you have a girl over, why is he still surprised at this point? Discard the useless, and your hands graze through her long black hair.
In a contest of who stumbles harder, Saerom wins, finding a spot on your wall and leaning against it. You give her no rest as you dive into her mouth once again. Your tongue is as eager as hers and it dances a dance to the sound of imaginary music.
When she pulls away, the sloppiness of the kiss builds a tiny bridge of saliva between your lips. The music slows as you examine her idyllic visage; she could so easily be a supermodel. You’ve been with many women, though none are as immediately striking as Saerom in her features, especially her strong jawline and the natural angle to her eyes which intensifies her gaze whether she’s scolding you or melting at your kiss: when she looks at you, it’s as if she’s telling you to do something, anything—don’t stand still—and when she tells you to do something, you better do it.
Taking off her jacket is a test of self-control because you have to use all your power to not use all your power and tear the expensive apparel off. Then, you tug at the hem of her top. She raises her arms to let you pull off her crop top, and you do the same for her to strip your T-shirt. After you’ve unclasped her bra, both of you spent a couple breaths checking each other’s toned body out. But why stop there when there’s so much more to explore?
Saerom kneels before you, and after expertly unbuckling your belt and unbuttoning your jeans, she pulls them along with your boxers to the floor. Your hard and aching dick is exposed, and Saerom finally sees what she’s been feeling against her ass on the bus ride, what she’s been craving for for the past few hours. Before she gets back on her feet, she leaves a quick parting gift in the form of a slow long lick from the base of your shaft to the already leaking tip.
You shudder once at the slight sensation of her tongue, then shudder again at the sudden lack. Protest all you want, but the only thing that leaves your lips is a grunt. In your awe, you’re motionless. So Saerom shoves you into action and smirks as she turns around. Hastily unbuttoning her pants, she bends over and pulls them down. The denim looks like leggings on her body. That’s how tight they fit on her. She has to wiggle her ass to bring them down. You were already predisposed to an addiction to her curves, the mere suggestion of her round shape underneath the blue fabric enough to hook you in, though seeing the true form in the flesh is the final dose you need.
She leaps back in front of you and holds the back of your head. Saerom then pushes you into the crook of her neck where you begin to kiss and suck. Your eyes soon find their way up, catching sight of her subtly muscled back through the mirror on the wall.
Saerom knows. She knows so well. While your stumbling around the apartment and room seemed erratic, unplanned, she saw the mirror in the living room and pushed you on the wall opposite, setting up a perfect view of her ass. Why have you been holding out for this long? Grab it. Both hands. Steady and firm.
“I know what you’re staring at. You wanna fuck my gorgeous ass, don’t you? Mhm, that’s right. It’d be the tightest hole to grip your cock.”
Verbal reply unnecessary, you thumb at the entrance.
“Nuh-uh. You have to earn it first. Make me cum.”
That, you can do.
Saerom moves to the empty space next to you and slightly bends over. You find yourself on your knees and behind her butt, eyes glued on the meaty flesh. A very familiar power soon compels you to glue your face onto them. With your cheeks against hers, you feel their warmth and begin to kiss all over them. When you knead Saerom’s firm thighs, she can’t hold in her disarming giggles.
Your mouth moves at random—a soft peck on her inner thighs, a longer smooch on her pussy—but you know where its final destination should be. Steer towards between Saerom’s ass cheeks and towards the puckered hole at which your tongue naturally sticks out. With your fingers, you start to trace slow lines along her labia. You’re a sliver away from your obscene meal.
“I know you. You’re always the one toying with people,” Saerom says, narrowing her eyes. “No, no, right now, you’re my toy. I know my ass alone can do that.”
She’s right. Her behind is too magnificent for anyone to resist, not even you with your countless experiences. You’ve never needed anything more than to have your face smothered in her buttcheeks. With that taut hole right there, what else can you do but push your tongue forward and spread the hole open? Several slow licks and careful nudges, you savor the taste of her ass—this might be your last taste of manna from heaven.
Your cock has already been hardening as you made out with the stunning woman and watched her strip in front of you; however, the most noble honor, the most venerable act, the gift of eating her ass brings your throbbing erection to an unbearable solidity. This is always the best part, when fantasy becomes material, and with Saerom, your tongue down her rear entrance was your holy grail the moment you saw her—well, the moment you saw her walk away. So you’re not so much thinking about the flavor or the tightness of her hole, but rather, you’re in a lazy daze, tongue-fucking her like it’s her first time anally.
But, when you take your time to eat her, Saerom is disappointed. After all, you’ve kept her waiting for weeks.
“I’m sick of this. I wanna hurry up and go home right now.”
You can’t let her leave, not when you have her naked in your apartment, ready to be fucked. Upping the ante, you shove some fingers into her dripping hole, which draws a sharp gasp from Saerom. Your fingers and tongue work together to give her what she wants. You never allow a hole to stay unfilled, to be unsatisfied by friction for too long.
Saerom takes in the pleasure from the dual attack, her legs beginning to tremble at the escalation. Her voice becomes higher too. “Yes, yes! Keep going and make me cum.”
She shifts more of her body weight towards the wall and pushes her butt outward, an obvious invitation for you to go further. Your fingers brush her walls, in search of her g-spot, and a thumb runs across her dripping lips before pressing onto her clit. She throws her head back, lets out a deeper moan. As her body quivers above, you sense her impending orgasm.
And so you pull away.
Saerom lets out a long whine upon the loss of contact; before she can react further, you sweep her off the floor, carry her to your bedroom, and throw her onto the bed. She’s trembling, betrayal in her eyes, pouty lips.
“P-please—cum, cum, I need, n-need to…”
Once she snaps out of her trance, you pull out lube. (Haven’t used it in a while since the only times you fuck Chaeyoung are at love motels nowadays.) By the time Saerom is fully aware of what’s happening, she can’t even make eye contact with you: all the confidence has faded, most likely gone with the rest of her thoughts. She looks empty, must be feeling empty too.
After coating your middle digit with lube, you tease around her anal entrance. Your pointer traces circles around the puckering hole, and she’s begging with her eyes, catlike but soft in her needs. Therefore, you indulge her. That soaked finger presses into her asshole, and already, the flesh clings tight as you increment the knuckle depth of your penetration.
Slow and steady, as your digit prods further in her asshole, Saerom lets out air from between her lips like a pinched balloon. That shuddery exhalation becomes a loud gasp when you complete the probing, your middle finger swallowed. She wants to profane, moan, and stop any more of her breath from leaving her lungs, lest she go dizzy. Her knuckles are white; she can’t squeeze your sheets any harder.
You grin. “So this is what I’m going to be fucking.”
Saerom wants to retort so badly, but anything that comes out of her mouth becomes a gibberish groan when you slide your finger in and out of her tight hole. Her eyes flicker up and down your body but eventually fixates on your throbbing cock.
You know what she wants; you want it just as badly. When you pull your finger out, her asshole gapes the slightest bit. Impatiently, you squeeze out more lube and rub it across your length, then spread whatever is leftover around her hole. Pull her legs up to your shoulders while you perfectly position your cock at her entrance. Even looking at the lube-slathered tip of your dick kissing her asshole, you can’t imagine your girth actually fitting inside. You ease yourself in, but no slowness on your part can stop the tightness from drawing a deep groan out of you.
She wasn’t lying: this was a downright strain, a stranglehold on your cock pushing forward— in your time leching around, the most snug hole you’ve ever had the pleasure of thrusting into. Your mind is not a mind; it is a collection of a million tiny needles tickling you inside your head, a depth of gratification that should be impossible in a single penetration. Yet, the prickles ripple.
As you slam the rest of your cock into Saerom’s back door, her body ripples too. Look at the cycle of expressions across her face. Pain, then joy, then lust. After you withdraw a fraction of your shaft, you shove yourself back in. Though the speed of your penetration only increases marginally, the control of power has long switched, and any cycle she’s experiencing converges towards one emotion: desperation. Saerom, more than having any semblance of control—more than even breathing—needs to cum on your cock.
You bend over to push her legs closer to her chest and fold her in half. Then, lean closer to her ear, brushing aside her hair, and whisper, “I’m using this ass all night.”
This time, when you pull out of her ass, you leave only your tip inside. There is no apartment, no roommate, no umbrella, no assignments, nothing and nothing and nothing. Needles dance and disappear and the most sensitive part of your body is strangled and you’re so lucky to have Saerom rock her hips in need, attempting to push herself back onto you. Why are you gasping? Why now? You’ve already felt this but it’s so intense that you need more: just a few seconds without the complete subsumption of your cock, and you need to bury yourself back inside. Relentlessly, her asshole maintains its vice grip around your shaft despite you having stretched it out mere moments ago.
You begin to truly fuck her ass, removing not more than half of your cock before bottoming out with immense force each time. It is an incomparable exhiliration; even your first time fucking Chaeyoung’s ass wasn’t nearly as intense—you were using her petite body more like a cocksleeve, but this anal sex with Saerom is a mutual kaleidoscope of pleasure. Each time her buttcheeks slam into your crotch, she lets out a cry while you continue to mold her asshole to the shape of your cock. Her chest bounces with each of your thrusts and you instinctively reach up to grope them and pinch her nipples. You then slap her breasts which causes her to shriek in a mix of pain and pleasure.
Between gasps, she taunts, “She doesn’t, ahh, she doesn’t let you fuck her like this, right?”
Saerom hits a nerve in you with those words, your blood boiling—at least it matches the heat in the rest of your primal self. But why? Why do you feel so defensive about it? Though you’re pistoning her with such reckless abandon, you still manage to leave a corner in your brain. That corner has enough space for guilt; now that’s a new one. You made a promise to Jiheon, and even in her most delirious and impulsive state, Saerom manages to strip away at your dishonesty. So your hands find a perfect place around her neck and as your hold on her neck tightens, so does her ass. Her eyes widen; so does her smile.
Your eyes widen too. As you let go to give her a few seconds of air, your thoughts swirl and bubble up. Be truthful to Jiheon, about Chaeyoung, about Saerom, about everyone you’ve ever fucked around with. Be the exact changed man Jiheon thinks you are. Be better; be better; be in real, honest control—
Pop.
Guess that happens with all the needles.
In a fluke of lucidity, Saerom scoffs, wrestling a sliver of control back for herself—only to give it up again. “Forget it, just, please, ch-choke me harder!”
Falling back to earth while Saerom sinks into, you choke her again. She’s right. Forget it. Forget it all. Be nothing. Her half-lidded eyes urge you on to carry on fucking her harshly, to use her body as you please, to lose control—no guilt, no more. Your hand moves down and digs into her splayed pussy, and audible squelches can be heard from below. With two holes filled and stretched, Saerom is utterly overwhelmed, her constant stream of moans turning into sharp cries.
“It’s too much! Too much!”
Moans aren’t the only thing constantly streaming; her cunt becomes an endless tap of her nectar when her orgasm hits her. What a mess, all over your lower bodies. You withdraw your fingers, letting her asshole naturally clench around your cock, lengthening her climax. Your shaft struggles to keep up its work pumping into Saerom’s ass—the strain on it has grown too much—so you resort to grinding against her. Still, you don’t ease off on the pressure: you continue to rub her clit while she comes down from her high.
Despite all of this, you have not cum yet; Saerom shifts off your cock to change that. She pushes you onto the mattress and against the headrest, then she backs up against you. Again, you’re surprised at her sudden clarity.
“Don’t think I’m done with you,” she says. “I still need your cum in me.”
You find yourself in the same position as an hour ago on the bus. Saerom grinds into you, this time your dick fitting snugly into her already gaped hole. You tense up once again, momentarily lost on what to do next.
“I did say I was going to use this dick all night. And I believe you have waited long enough.”
With the same feistiness as when she started, Saerom grinds on your lap and squeezes your cock. Her hips slide back and forth, to and fro, accelerating at least as fast as the damn bus. Your chin rests on her neck, and at first, your arms are wrapped around her sweaty torso. However, you can tell she needs more freedom of movement to really wring your dick dry. Your hands roam her body, one moving down to her dripping core while the other reaches for her chest.
You feel remnants of her cum staining her thighs as you feel them up before reaching her pussy. Again, it’s so wet you can hear it when you finger it. Meanwhile, cupping her chest, you play with her stiff nubs, jiggling her tits like stress toys, before you pull her back so that she’s leaning against your body. From behind, your mouth latches onto her sharp jaw, down her neck to leave some marks, then onto her shoulders, gently sucking to the rhythm of her heavy breaths. If in your job description, you had to taste Saerom’s sweet, creamy skin, plus a hint of her salty sweat, then you wouldn’t mind working overtime—hell, you’d concede any compensation since the treat alone is payment enough. Now, there’s a trail of delicate purple bruises, and with her overly fatigued legs, anyone would know what happened to her the next day.
Regardless of any exhaustion, it doesn’t take long for Saerom to begin riding you in earnest. Her stamina and strength is incredible; you can tell by how hard she bounces through the acute tension of her asshole. She lifts herself off and then slams back down; as she does so, you thrust yourself upwards, doubling the pleasure for the two of you.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she repeats mindlessly. “Fuck, fuck my, my fucking—god, fuck.”
And you join in the ensemble of profanity, accentuated by deep moaning. With an open palm, you strike her pussy, causing her to leak more cum. Sounds of skin slapping as well as both your soft moans echo across the room. You bite your lips to stifle your desperate groaning just as you hold back your orgasm. It’s tough holding on for this long—ever since her endless teasing at the bus stop, on the bus in front of all those strangers, when you have her lying on her back, all the way up to now.
“Shit, ssshh, just, please, cum in me. That’s what you wanted, ngh, from the start, right?” Saerom asks?
You groan in agreement and Saerom lets out a condescending chuckle.
“D-don’t hold back then. Just cum. Cum right now. Fill me, fill my ass, my fucking tummy up with your load.”
Even though you’re certainly hitting her deep in the guts, her words are a harder gut punch to you. You’re a closed container holding in all this steam, all these fireworks, all this lust. With a particularly strong clench of her tight hole around your cock, you lose your concentration and release your load. Shutting your eyes, you toss your head back while spurts of white rush out of your tip and paint Saerom’s inner walls. She quivers at the warmth and goes limp, falling against your body.
You remain stuffed inside her ass post-orgasm, preventing your cum from leaving her body. But eventually, your cock softens and slips out of her body. You push her to the side and press yourself against her. Even after sex, your obsession with her butt does not die down, your limp dick finding a comfy spot between her buttcheeks.
Saerom sinks further into the comfort of your bed and before she falls asleep, she says, “I’ll leave you and your little princess be for now, but hit me up if you want more anal fun.”
You, on the other hand, feel more spent than you’ve felt in your life, unable to come up with a reply. The shutting of your eyes is the same as the shutting of your brain, and in your dreams, you’re thinking about a woman. Not women, but a woman.
~~~~~~
“Hyun can be such an inconsiderate dick, you know?”
Chaeyoung hums in agreement while her head rests on Joon’s lap. He found shelter in her home, desperately needing some peace and comfort from his girlfriend.
“Bringing Saerom into the apartment. Heck! They were already making out before they entered the apartment.” He shakes his head as he recalls the scene.
Chaeyoung furrows her brows, not because she feels for Joon’s plight but because her thoughts begin to spiral out of control. Am I not good enough for Hyun to fuck anymore? What do Jiheon and Saerom have that I don’t?
She mutters under her breath, “What a jerk.”
“Exactly, but that means we get to spend more time together.”
Joon tries to stroke her hair, but she sits up before he can do anything else.
Joon beats himself over forgetting Chaeyoung’s schedule; she tucks herself into bed before he joins her seconds later. He tries to hug and cuddle her, but she turns her back to Joon and shifts away, moving closer to the edge. Chaeyoung is still seething at a certain man.
He really has changed.
Bust or Bust
Jihyo & Jisun x Male Reader
2,437 Words
A/N: Here’s my first fic featuring an idol that’s not in Twice. I’m slowly getting into fromis_9 but I don’t know when I’m going to fully dive in and write for all of the members.
A/N 2: Thank you @midnightdancingsol for editing this fic and tolerating my dumb questions.
Two busty uniformed beauties are in your office. That’s not a good sign. More red flags are raised as you notice the mischievous grins on their faces.
The Volleyball Club President breaks the silence. “Sir, I think we… I think we need more training equipment.”
You shake your head and sigh. “No, Jihyo. We’ve gotten a lot of equipment this year and blew our budget already. We can’t afford an—“
Vice-President Jisun interrupts, “Is there any way to convince you Sir? Perhaps”—she and Jihyo unbutton their uniform tops and show you their deep cleavage—“there’s something you would like to touch?”
Fuck. Their tits look mouthwatering, and you want to fondle them badly.
No. It’s not right. They’re your students and you should not do this.
With clenched fists on your lap, you reject them. “No. You two should leave my office this instant.”
The duo takes a few steps closer to the door but do not leave. Instead, Jisun closes the office door while Jihyo turns back to you. “Don’t worry Sir. We can be very convincing.”
Convincing… how? You ponder for a few seconds before stiffening up at the sight of Jihyo pulling the younger girl into her embrace and mashing their lips together. As the steamy exchange heats up, their tongues begin to duel with each other while their hands reach for and grope each other’s clothed tits.
Your pants tighten as you hear their soft moans through the kiss. Eyes glued on the two succubi, you shift around in your seat, adjusting your pants for some comfort, before eventually opting to unbuckle your belt and remove your pants and underwear as quietly as you could. Nevertheless, Jihyo and Jisun still caught the sound of your zip and you could see a smirk on their faces.
One hand begins to slowly stroke your erect dick under the office table, but you are sure everyone in the room knows what you’re doing. Jisun unbuttons her own top and Jihyo helps remove it, and vice versa. The lack of bras and the two pairs of tits exposed in the cool air definitely helps their case. In tandem with each other, they reach lower to their skirts and unzip them. The skirts drop to the floor and you can see their glistening pussies from your seat—no panties either. Jihyo was right. They are doing a good job convincing you so far.
Saliva seeps down their chins as their kiss intensifies; precum leaks onto your hand as your strokes strengthen. Jihyo wraps a hand around Jisun and pulls her closer. Your focus drifts from their pretty faces downwards to admire their bodies. Their ample chests begin to mash against each other and you so desperately want a feel of the squishy flesh. Jihyo’s hand moves even lower and gives Jisun’s ass a slap, making her break the kiss with a soft yelp.
Jihyo begins a path of kisses from Jisun’s chin, down to her neck, collarbone then finally her breasts. Reaching her destination, Jihyo squeezes Jisun’s chest before slapping them. The soft bounces are a delightful sight and you grow much more needy.
“U-Unnie… let me feel you.”
Jihyo takes a step back and relaxes as Jisun takes control of her body. Jisun works much slower, taking her time to admire her senior’s body. She peppers kisses onto Jihyo’s breasts before pushing her face into the warmth of Jihyo’s cleavage. You hear some licks from Jisun, although they are quickly masked under Jihyo’s loud gasps. Eyes shut, the older girl tenses up, wraps a hand around Jisun’s head and presses her even deeper into her chest.
You are unbelievably hard from the sight of your two students giving you a live erotic show and you can’t jerk yourself off any harder. The need to shut your eyes and throw your head back can’t beat the need to stare at and appreciate Jihyo’s and Jisun’s smoking-hot bodies.
Jisun pulls away from Jihyo. She breaks the silence, asking, “Do you want us now, Sir?”
“God, yes! Fuck, I want you two so badly!”
They skip over to behind your office desk and stand before you. While you get rid of your top, you take a closer look at the President’s and Vice-President’s bodies. Their tits are already huge to begin with, but paired with their small frames, they look even bigger. The girls don’t hide their stares either, openly marveling at your cock.
The pat on your thighs after you get rid of your shirt signals to them your order as Jihyo proceeds to straddle your right thigh and Jisun your left. Immediately, you can feel their slick pussies as they get to work grinding on you, spreading their wetness.
Jisun is impatient and doesn’t waste any time diving in and kissing you. Her tongue is overeager, her hand more so. It caresses your abs before wrapping around your cock and giving it light pumps. You don’t shy away from her aggressiveness and instead return with your own. Your left hand rises and firmly slaps her breast, earning a sharp gasp from the girl. It then remains on her chest and grabs a handful while flesh spills between your fingers.
It feels so good and you could spend the rest of the day fondling them.
“Sir, suck my titties,” says Jisun.
The girl has given you permission to do much more and you are definitely not going to stop at just touching them.
You plant a few kisses on her neck before heading to the main course of the afternoon. Inches away from Jisun’s large breasts, you admire the hard nubs atop them before tracing their outlines and flicking them.
Jisun mewls with every lick of her tits and those soft mewls turn into gasps seconds later. It’s not until you fully take her nipple into your mouth and give it a harsh suck that Jisun freely moans into the room. With her left breast taken care of, your left hand reaches for Jisun’s right. Grab it once again and massage the flesh. Fingers creep towards the centre and you give the erect nipple a light pinch.
Her weight shifts more erratically as seconds pass and feel her grip tighten on your throbbing cock. It takes a while for you to notice another hand working at your crotch.
Jihyo had reached down and began to fondle your balls, softly massaging them. She feels their weight and licks her lips in anticipation of draining them.
“My turn.”
With a cheeky grin plastered on Jihyo, she swats Jisun’s hand away, and your cock twitches at the momentary loss of contact. Swift up and down motions along with a sufficiently tight grip works wonders for you as you find out the older girl doesn’t hold back.
You shouldn’t hold back on her pleasure either. Detach your mouth from Jisun’s nipple, much to her disappointment, and turn right to feast on Jihyo’s chest. No teasing at all—just grab a tit, bring it to your face and suck on her hard nipple.
Your thigh gets coated with more slick as you continue working on Jihyo’s breasts and the same can be said for the other.
While your mouth is busy attending to Jihyo, your hand has never left Jisun. With you still admiring her chest, the younger girl has continued to grind against your thigh much harder for more pleasure. Her body leans forward and she attacks your neck, then your shoulder, similar to what you did to her.
You’re sure any other teacher would wish to be in such a position. Maybe this is a much more common occurrence than you think. Doesn’t matter what other teachers go through, your focus is on the two busty students taking good care of your sexual needs.
Jihyo pushes you away from her chest and stares at you with half-lidded eyes. A lick of her lips catches your attention and you subconsciously mirror the action. She crashes her lips on you, and you appreciate their taste. Much slower, much gentler than the girl who’s trying to mark you.
As if planned in advance—perhaps it was—the two girls travel down your body at the same time. Each square inch of your chest is peppered with kisses. You relax back into your office chair as they dismount your legs. The girls are down on their knees, making you feel all powerful as they worship your cock with their mouths
You indulge in the simultaneous attack from Jihyo and Jisun. Both focus on your swollen tip, latching their lips over opposite sides and softly sucking them. Pressure increases as their lips now rub up and down your length.
Their tongues work magic on you and with a grip on each of their heads, you push them even harder against your cock. Without taking you into their mouths, Jihyo and Jisun have managed to coat your dick with spit, an appropriate lubricant for what’s to come and for you to cum.
Now isn’t the time for the club President to be selfless. Shifting closer to your crotch and pushing Jisun aside, Jihyo spits more saliva onto your shaft before cupping her breasts. She traps your cock between them and you indulge in the warmth of the soft flesh. Up and down your shaft she squeezes, your tip is greeted by Jihyo’s lips whenever it peeks from her cleavage.
“Oh fuck, ugh. That’s it Jihyo, fuck!”
Your soft groans echo in the room, and you can’t stop yourself from holding onto Jihyo’s head and pushing her closer to your cock. She catches on, slowing down her titjob whilst using her tongue for additional pleasure. Her breasts move from up and down motions to sideway ones and at this point, whatever precum staining your tip has been lapped up by Jihyo.
Not to leave out her fellow club member, Jihyo removes your cock from her hold and allows Jisun to take over. Jisun starts by giving her tits a slap almost as hard as your earlier one, aiming to capture your attention. It definitely worked. Your dick twitches at the sight as it thirsts for its time with Jisun’s breasts. She wastes little time, immediately taking your shaft into her cleavage. You can tell she’s not as experienced as Jihyo. While her strokes with her tits are sloppier and not as smooth, it is still as pleasurable for you.
“Hold on to your tits Jisun.”
Her eyes look up to you in confusion although her body still listens to your command. You thrust your hips against her breasts as much as you could while remaining in your seat, chasing euphoria at your own pace. Jisun catches on and she works in tandem with your rhythm. Learning from Jihyo’s actions minutes ago, she too bends her head lower to try to pleasure you orally.
You rest a hand on her head and softly pat her. “That’s good… your tits are so good Jisun…”
“Sir, training’s starting soon. We don’t have much time left.” Jihyo butts in and prompts you to slow down. She turns to Jisun and the two nod their heads. The girls scoot closer to your crotch and you are caught off guard as they envelop your cock between their chests.
The immense pleasure rushes into your brain as it fires on all cylinders to handle the overwhelming sensation. Collapse back onto your chair, it’s a miracle it doesn’t fall over. Twenty minutes ago, you had the opportunity to watch their boobs mash against each other from afar. Now, you have another opportunity to watch it up close, this time with your dick between them.
All their teamwork practices didn’t go to waste. The President and Vice-President work in sync to ensure your cock is properly squeezed and pleasured by their tits. You subconsciously shut your eyes and paint the image of their naked voluptuous bodies on their knees serving you. You might have to get used to imagining it after this ends anyways. Or maybe not.
Jihyo and Jisun take turns to spit on your cock, making the double titjob messier. Your toes curl and your brain sends a warning to you. You know you are about to cum, but you don’t want to. Hold on a little longer. Just a little longer.
“Cum for us Sir.”
“Cum all over us.”
The two sultry voices ring in your ears, breaking your concentration. You let out a louder groan than you should have, tensing up as the pressure in your loins is released.
“Fuck!”
You spray streams and streams of hot white cum onto the girls’ chests. Weeks of built up cum released on two attractive girls is worth it. You pant loudly, trying your best to catch your breath, but you choke when Jisun cleans up your load off Jihyo’s face and chest with her tongue and seconds later, Jihyo does the same.
The clock on your office wall stares at you. 3 more minutes till their training starts. Can you afford time for another round? Do you want another round?
“Get ready for training girls. I’ll see you on the court.”
Jisun speaks up, “Sir, what about the equipment?”
You sigh, resting your palm on your forehead. “Yes, I’ll get them for the club.”
Jisun giggles, hastily putting on her uniform and dashing out of your office while Jihyo stays behind, taking her time to dress up.
“You know Sir, you could have gotten into a lot of trouble if someone walked in just now.”
“Well, you didn’t care about that when you came in here just now, did you?”
With a cheeky grin, Jihyo shakes her head. “Nope!” And with that, she takes her leave as well.
~~~~~~
You spend a few minutes tidying yourself after the steamy session with your students. Don’t want to be stepping into the sports hall all dishevelled.
The team is busy practising, doing all sorts of drills you don’t exactly understand as a school teacher. You take a seat on the bench, watching the girls train. Your eyes are locked on Jihyo and Jisun, picturing their naked bodies from earlier and fantasising about them.
Their tits bounce in the tight attires, but not as freely as when without them. Maybe they should—
Wham! Deep in your thoughts, you didn’t notice the ball flying in your direction and you are left with a bleeding nose. The team members dash to check on you and apologise. You dismiss them, claiming to be fine, but two girls grab your hands and pull you away from the hall.
“Come on Sir. We’ll take good care of you.”
Date Detour
Nagyung x Male Reader
841 Words
A/N: So… nakko is so fucking pretty and cute and also hot wtf. Within the timespan of a few hours, I was tempted to write a nakko smut 2 different times before giving in on the third. Special thanks to @worldsover for the pics to induce a BFH.
A/N2: Thank you to @gammasnippets for the fic title and @existslikepristin for proofreading and editing this short piece.
“We shouldn’t be doing this here, babe.”
Your words do not match your actions as you unbuckle your belt in the cafe bathroom stall.
“Then you should have ravaged me before we left the house.” Nagyung helps undress you. “Instead, you dragged me here in the middle of our date to fuck me.”
“I dragged you here? Yo—“
“Shhh, it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I need you in me. I’ve been dripping all day.”
That you could do.
You push Nagyung onto her knees and she takes you into her mouth without hesitation. You look down at your pink-haired girlfriend bobbing her head up and down your shaft. Perhaps she feels your gaze and she looks up to you. Her expression is cute, a stark contrast from her lewd action.
But a blowjob isn’t what Nagyung wants. She slows down to focus on unbuttoning and unzipping her pants and you take control with slow thrusts into her mouth. You try your hardest to keep your eyes open as you savour Nagyung’s mouth and tongue, sending endless amounts of pleasure to you.
Seconds later, she gets back on her feet and fully removes her pants. Nagyung hops into your arms and wraps her legs around you. You lean in to kiss her and she meets you aggressively, her tongue immediately finding yours as they begin to duel.
In such a tight space and with such close contact, your dick brushes against Nagyung’s pussy. To say she’s dripping is an understatement since she is soaking wet. You lower her onto your cock—an action you’ve become familiar with over the past few months—and begin to thrust into her tight dripping hole.
The sudden surge of warmth and fullness in your lower bodies never gets old for the both of you. You don’t have the time nor comfort for soft, passionate love making with Nagyung. She made it clear what she wants and you aren’t going to deny her a hard pounding and a quick journey to orgasm.
Sounds of flesh-on-flesh action quickly fill up the bathroom and you don’t care if anyone hears it. You push the black cloth choker on her neck up and dive down to plant a hickey there. Nagyung finally begins to moan freely. Her beautiful voice goes straight into your ears, giving you motivation to fuck her harder.
You’re done marking your girlfriend and you pull away to admire the purple mark on her neck. You tighten your grip on her firm butt and quicken your thrusts, causing Nagyung to shut her eyes at the sheer pleasure.
“I’m going to, ah, I’m going to cum!”
You feel her walls tighten around you and her body trembling in your arms. “That’s it babe, cum for me. Cum all over my cock.”
Nagyung tenses up for a second before pleasure takes over her. As she buries herself into your neck to muffle her moans, you remain hilt deep inside her, indulging in her warm pussy clenching around your length.
You slowly let her down and she rests against the door. You lift up her top to grab and suck on her small tits while waiting for her to catch her breath. She plays with your hair while you fondle her chest, and when you hear her panting stop, you step back and bend down to put your pants back on.
However, Nagyung stops you. “You haven’t cum in me yet.”
She turns around and presses her chest against the door. Looking back at you, she licks her lips and wiggles her butt.
In the blink of an eye, you are back inside Nagyung’s pussy, pounding away. Grip on her waist, you pull her back in tandem with your forward thrusts, getting as deep into her as you can. She is much more sensitive due to her earlier orgasm and she squirms each time. One of your hands reaches up to her chest to squeeze her soft flesh and pinch her hard nipples.
It doesn’t take long for you to near your own orgasm. You probably would have fucked Nagyung before leaving the house. But no, this is a date for Nagyung, a day to do whatever she wants. Turns out she had sex on her mind too.
“Cum inside me. Fill me with your cum. I’m safe today.”
You toss your head back and tighten your hold on her. Your thrusts lose their rhythm as you desperately chase your pleasure and push yourself over the edge.
You keep yourself buried deep inside Nagyung, releasing your endless streams of hot white cum into her. She lets out a deep sigh and nuzzles back into your chest. Turning around, she softly kisses you, which you promptly return.
You and Nagyung head back to your table. She downs her full cup of coffee and you look at her in surprise.
“Come on, finish your drink up quick.” She leans closer to you and whispers, “I told you, I’m safe. I want you to fill me up over and over again today.”
Please or Please
Hayoung & Tzuyu x Male Reader
3,178 Words
A/N: Another Twice and fromis student smut! This story (maybe) takes place in the same school as Bust or Bust, but it’s definitely a different oc.
A/N2: Thank you @worldsover for editing this fic and making it better than my initial draft. Also glad that you’ve shown interest in the premise for a long long while and sorry it took so long to finish :)
The library is your silent sanctuary. You have always loved the peace and quiet that comes with it.
While the room is big enough that you need to get up from your desk to give the shelves a light circuit every hour or so, the job itself isn’t too stressful. All the students who come in here are either passing by quickly, retrieving a textbook for research, or diligently learning, too focused on their studies to be rowdy. The rest of the day, you can just stay seated, crack open the next novel in your reading list, and get the lovely scent of fresh paper in your nose as you get lost in a new world.
After operating hours, the library is locked and most students have left, leaving only you and two of your students to the tranquil reading space. Hayoung, the library club’s secretary, is instructing the new secretary about her duties. You trail behind the two of them, supervising and jumping in with information when necessary.
“And that’s about it for what to take note of in the library,” Hayoung says, bouncing in her step.
Notebook in hand, Tzuyu nods while she finishes jotting down the last bits of information. Meticulous as always, one of the reasons she’s selected for the important role.
“I won’t disappoint you, unnie.” Tzuyu puts her notebook away in her bag. “I’ll do my very best.”
“Are you sure that’s everything, Hayoung?” you ask. “You seem to be missing the most important bit.”
Tzuyu toys with the hem of her skirt. While her earlier concentration made her stoic, now she quickly becomes giddy with excitement.
Hayoung stands on her tiptoes, leaning closer to you. “Yes, daddy. I told Tzuyu all about it during lunch break earlier.”
You give Hayoung a pat on the head. “Good little kitten.”
Pull out a chair and sit in front of your two students. With a twinkle in her eyes, Hayoung pulls Tzuyu closer to you. The nervous girl takes a deep gulp, unsure what she should do next. Thankfully, her unnie is there to help her.
Seeing Hayoung unbuttoning her blouse, Tzuyu does the same. You salivate at the sight of your students stripping for you, especially when Hayoung pulls off her shirt to reveal her bare breasts; she never wears a bra knowing that you don’t like it in the way. Meanwhile, Tzuyu is in a simple hot pink bra.
“Tzuyu! I told you daddy doesn’t want to see any underwear.”
“W-what? I…” Tzuyu looks down in shame. “Sorry da-daddy.”
You smile. Tzuyu’s a natural at this.
“It’s okay, baby girl,” you say, though your voice is firm. “It’s your first time. I’ll just confiscate them.”
In fact, it’s even better this way since it’s Tzuyu’s first time serving you, but no need to admit that.
Hayoung drops her skirt to the floor, then reaches behind Tzuyu to undo her bra. Tzuyu unzips her skirt too before stepping out of it. Upon the sight of Tzuyu’s matching pink panties, Hayoung kneels behind her. Slowly pulling down the undergarment, she plants light kisses down from Tzuyu’s butt down to her feet. You would express your jealousy if you didn’t know what was coming next.
Folding the bra and panties neatly, Hayoung presents them to you. “Here, daddy. Keep them well.”
“Thank you, kitten.”
The small wet spot on Tzuyu’s panties entices you to take a lewd sniff, which doubles your already high excitement to fuck her.
Hayoung motions for Tzuyu to get on her knees, and the two students shift closer to you. You switch your attention away from the underwear to the two naked girls kneeling between your legs, their eyes looking up as they yearn for more.
After a nudge from Hayoung, Tzuyu speaks up. “May I please take out… take out y-your c-cock daddy?”
At your nod, Tzuyu’s hands move with eager speed, unbuckling your belt and pulling down your pants. The tent in your boxers makes evident your intense arousal. Since Tzuyu is stunned at the mere sight of your bulge, Hayoung swiftly moves in and pulls down your boxers, fully exposing your shaft.
Though Tzuyu holds back her gasp, she exclaims anyway: “Daddy is so big!” Her enthusiasm makes your erection twitch in excitement.
Mindlessly, Tzuyu’s hand moves towards your cock to gently grab it. The warmth from her fingers sends the first electrifying sensation of the evening up your spine.
With a sweet, encouraging smile from Hayoung, Tzuyu carefully strokes your shaft. “Am I doing this right, daddy?”
“Almost, baby girl.” Through pursed lips, your inhalations are becoming sharper. “Go faster.”
Tzuyu’s hand speeds up as per request, and the pleasure in your loins grows. She picks up fast, especially with Hayoung giving some tips from the sidelines.
While Tzuyu continues her handjob, Hayoung stands up and shifts to your side. She holds your chin and turns your head to face her, before making out with you with more passion than before.
Breaking the kiss, Hayoung whispers, “Give my thoat the best fuck ever, daddy. Your little kitten needs to be rewarded after a year of hard work.”
Hayoung gets back onto her knees, hands resting on her thighs as she waits for your next move. You signal for Tzuyu to move aside before you step in front of Hayoung. Your cock an inch away from her mouth, Hayoung looks up with doe eyes, pleading for it to ruin her.
You don’t hesitate to give her what she wants. Grasp the sides of her head and push your cock into her mouth. After remaining hilt-deep inside her snug mouth for several seconds, you let Hayoung do all the work. Her tongue goes around your shaft over and over again, clenching with soft gags every so often. The uncomfortable situation doesn’t deter Hayoung; she’s perfectly accustomed to it already.
Yet, you desire more. Rock your hips back and forth, and you begin to truly fuck her mouth. Start off with strong and hard thrusts into Hayoung’s slick, drooling hole, consistently hitting the back of her throat.
Hayoung holds on to your hips for stability as she gets overwhelmed by your cock. Tears form in her eyes, but it doesn’t matter. You know that Hayoung enjoys your roughness and that she gets off from it. Slick drips out of her pussy and stains her thighs as always. Tzuyu can clean up the mess later.
Your throat-filled secretary is not the only one getting pleasure from this. Ever the studious one, Tzuyu watches closely, admiring the face-fucking her unnie is taking from you. Some of her fingers have unknowingly gone down her body and began to explore her dripping pussy. She must be imagining herself getting face-fucked. However inexperienced she is, Tzuyu wants to try and feel having her mouth stuffed with cock. Most importantly, she wants to make daddy happy—she has admitted as much to Hayoung in private. Tzuyu’s fingers thrust in faster and deeper, keeping up with the pace of your cock entering Hayoung’s mouth. From your peripheral vision, you see Tzuyu squirming by the side while pleasure wrecks her young body. You’ll get to her eventually.
First, you have to finish the job with Hayoung. You don’t hold back your first orgasm of the afternoon, pumping hot white cum into her mouth—plenty more to give to your new secretary, both today and in the future. Pull out to admire the mess you made of your little kitten. Saliva drips down the side of her chin from your face-fucking and her cheeks are puffed as it holds all your cum.
Hayoung pulls Tzuyu over and mashes her lips against her. Your two students give you a lustful show. After Hayoung deposits some of your thick, creamy seed into Tzuyu’s mouth, they both turn to you. Hayoung opens her mouth, showing your cum on her tongue, and Tzuyu cluelessly follows suit seconds later. They then take an audible gulp before releasing a soft moan. With a sultry lick of her lips, Hayoung opens her mouth, showing that she has drunk every single drop of your seed while Tzuyu bursts into a wide smile and exclaims, “Daddy tastes so good.”
“Good girls.” You ruffle their heads before pulling each of them onto their feet and to a nearby table.
Don’t wait any longer to savor your new baby girl. Bend Tzuyu over and press yourself against her bare backside. Rub your erection up and down between her butt cheeks. She gasps and pushes back to feel more of your length pressing against her meaty behind.
“Be a good girl,” Hayoung says. “Beg for daddy’s cock.”
“Please! Please fuck me, daddy. Hayoung unnie says it makes her feel so good and I want to feel good too.” Tzuyu turns around and bites her lips. “I’ll be your good little fucktoy whenever you want, daddy.”
You’re pleased with her desperate, shaky words and give in to your lustful desires. Hold onto your cock and push it straight into Tzuyu’s cunt, and she lets out a scream of mixed pain and pleasure across the library. You stay hilt deep inside Tzuyu, letting her pussy adjust to your length and thickness.
Meanwhile, Hayoung moves to Tzuyu’s side and comforts her. “Don’t worry, Tzu. It only hurts for now. But daddy will take good care of you.”
Tzuyu takes deep breaths and calmly nods, signalling for you to begin fucking her. Withdraw your cock until just your tip is left inside, then bottom yourself out once more. Tzuyu’s pussy gets wetter and wetter as it pulsates around your shaft.
“I-I love your cock, daddy! Keep fucking me, please!”
Of course, you keep going. With a harsher hold on Tzuyu’s hips, you channel more energy into your lower body, plowing your new secretary with your might. After all, she needs to become acclimated to her new role and duties.
Tzuyu begins to roll her body in time with yours, trying her best to drive your cock deep inside her. Hayoung continues to encourage her younger counterpart as she strokes Tzuyu’s hair and rubs her shoulders.
You don’t want to leave Hayoung without action for too long. When you motion for her to join in, she bursts into an excited smile. Hayoung climbs onto the table and spreads her legs wide open. Her soaking pussy glistens under the library lights but it quickly gets blocked by Tzuyu’s head.
Hayoung lightly pulls Tzuyu’s hair towards her dripping core, and a cock-drunk Tzuyu begins to rapidly lick her unnie’s slick off her thighs and pussy. Her moans become muffled as it slowly gets replaced by sounds of deep slurps across Hayoung’s slit.
With the younger girl now sandwiched between the two of you, her body is rocked back and forth in time with your thrusts. As you thrust forward, Tzuyu is buried deeper between Hayoung’s thighs. Hayoung grips Tzuyu even harder, using the younger girl to push herself to orgasm.
Like the fast learner that she is, Tzuyu quickly improves in her task of orally pleasing Hayoung as her sunbae’s moans intensify whenever her mouth hits the right spots. With a few more licks, Hayoung’s orgasm catches Tzuyu off guard and she sprays her juices across Tzuyu’s face, puddling on the table as if there were a spill of water.
Tzuyu is already out of breath getting dicked down so intensely, but it gets even harder for her when Hayoung’s juices flood her mouth. You keep up the pace of cock’s pounding, overwhelming Tzuyu’s senses. Spank her a few times, don’t give her any second of rest. Her body shakes and her pussy tightens. You tug her hair and pull her upright. Snake a hand between her thighs, find her clit, and give it a pinch.
You whisper directly into her ear, “Cum for daddy, baby girl. Cum all over daddy’s cock.”
Tzuyu can only focus on the pleasure in her lower body, her brain unable to register anything other than your thick, pistoning shaft. The friction, the intense fullness, the more intense emptiness. Her body grows limp, and she falls back onto your chest. You nibble her ear and stroke her hips, ensuring she’s fine before you restart your thrusts once more, driving yourself to your second orgasm.
Hayoung sits on the table, watching you go and encouraging you. “Fuck her harder, daddy. Use your baby girl’s body. Fill her up with your hot cum, just like every time you did with me.”
“Yes!” Tzuyu’s mouth and eyes are wide-open, her eyes crossing as she goes dumb with the overt stimulation. “I love daddy’s cock. Please keep fucking me. I want daddy’s cum in my pussy.”
The urge to fill Tzuyu’s cunt for the first time is at an all-time high. You push Tzuyu away from you and back onto the table, your hands fiercely gripping her sides. Every sense other than touch shuts down. With a few more deep thrusts, grazing her inner depths, you thoroughly enjoy Tzuyu’s slick walls until the very end.
Your balls tighten. You toss your head back as you unload your cum into Tzuyu. She lays limp on the table, mewling and moaning, more and more of your seed flooding her tight body. You remain buried inside Tzuyu, adding a couple of short thrusts every few seconds to ensure your cum won’t leak out.
With your energy drained, you withdraw from Tzuyu and fall back onto a nearby chair. The girl lays limp on the table, gasping for air from the intense fucking she received from you. You rub your hands across her ass to comfort her. “That’s daddy’s good baby girl.”
“Thank you, daddy. I’ll be your perfect baby girl.”
Hayoung walks over and straddles you, sitting on your lap. “Don’t forget your little kitten, daddy. I remember you mentioned something about rewarding me.”
“Of course, my little kitten.”
You tap your lap, and Hayoung hops on like an obedient pet. She purrs before she presses her lips against yours. There’s a frantic energy in the kiss, tongues needy for each other. One whole year of sex with Hayoung has made you familiar with every inch of her body, though knowing the sensation very well doesn’t stop you from fondling her tits and squeezing her perky butt carelessly. With the way your fingers dig into her body, this truly feels like the last time.
“Don’t worry, daddy. I think Tzuyu will be a good replacement for me.”
You lift Hayoung up and plant her on the table with her legs resting on your shoulders. You lean forward, her chest pressing against yours. Your cock lays across Hayoung’s fir abs, and Tzuyu is wide-eyed at the fact all that length even went inside of her.
“Daddy is going to fill kitten’s pretty little asshole with cum,” you say.
“Fuck.” Hayoung wiggles until your tip is pushing against the tight ring below her pussy lips, shiny with wetness. “Please, daddy. I want you to pound my ass one last time.”
Take it slow and steady, pressing your cock inch by inch into Hayoung’s ass. Such an incomparable, all-enveloping feeling of warmth. Her back arches, and her body writhes as she gets accustomed to anal with you once more. Once you feel her ass relax, you begin pounding her. So hot, so tight, so familiar.
While you will definitely savor Tzuyu for the next year, a part of you will miss Hayoung’s body too. All the different times you fucked her across the library, staining books with both your fluids, or even other places in the school—the bathrooms, under the stairs, the rooftop.
Hayoung moans even louder as your assault on her body gets more intense. If this were any other student, you’d scold them for their inappropriate volume. The table creaks too. You latch yourself onto Hayoung’s neck, pinch her sensitive nipples and plunge into her plush pussy even harder.
Tzuyu, while sitting at the side, is fingering herself at the sight of your lustful session. Will daddy fuck her this hard one day? She definitely hopes so. Stained with mixed cum, Tzuyu takes her fingers and brings them to her unnie’s mouth. Hayoung’s tongue wraps around them and desperately licks it clean.
While Hayoung is distracted, your hand travels down her chest to her pussy. You find her clit and rub it hard. That is the last straw for her. Hayoung cries out in immense pleasure, her moans echoing across the large library. At that moment, you wouldn’t have cared if the whole school population was around to witness the sinful sight. Her pussy leaks more of her cum, lubricating her ass to ease your continuous fucking even if her hole tightens and restricts your cock. After Hayoung’s moans come to a stop, her mouth gapes for air, and she looks at you with the same pleading eyes as always.
Hayoung pouts through her whimpers. “Is daddy going to cum for me? Put all that thick load in my tight hole?”
“Yes, daddy.“ Tzuyu hisses. "Cum in unnie’s ass. Fill her up.”
The two girls drive you insane and you let your lust control your brain one last time for the afternoon. What starts as a boring and mediocre day in the library ends when you erupt balls deep inside Hayoung’s ass.
“Fuck, so much cum. Daddy, thank you, thank you. It’s so warm and creamy inside me.” Hayoung rubs her toned tummy. You bring your fingers, drenched in her pussy juices, and give Hayoung a taste of herself; her lips wrap around your digits eagerly.
For what seems like an eternity, you both lay on the table, recovering and catching your breath. Even after you pull out and slowly begin to get dressed, the two girls still have some energy remaining. Tzuyu replaces you between Hayoung’s legs. She begins to clean her up, licking her pussy clean and catching any of the cum leaking out of Hayoung’s ass.
“Daddy. Ahh.” Tzuyu shows off just how willing she is to eat your cum, even if it spills out of Hayoung’s raw fucked hole.
The way you stroke the side of Tzuyu’s cheek is so tender compared to the obscenity of her swallowing the load. “Such a good girl.”
It takes a while longer to persuade your two girls to dress up and leave as well. Though you’re drained, you appreciate the entertainment of Tzuyu and Hayoung making out longer than either of them expected it. You want to save this moment forever. Take a video, maybe write it down in a journal. But you’re satisfied with keeping just the memory of the two nude secretaries twisting tongues, leaking cum from between their thick thighs. After they bring each other to orgasm one more time, they finally give in when you tell them it’s time to go. As they head to the school gate, you remain behind for a final sweep and to lock the doors.
The library is your sex sanctuary. You have always loved the sin and debauchery that comes with it.