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Hyunjin’s big eyes stared at the dildo centered in the middle of her bed. Well technically, it was stuck and positioned in the middle of a thin long mirror that usually hung behind her bedroom door. She had been curious about something she’d read online, about how fun it could be to watch yourself sink onto a toy, even gain some confidence from it. And that was something she felt she had been lacking lately. So, why not give it a shot?

Just as she was about to coat the dildo in some lube from her bedside nightstand, there was a knock at her door. Blood rushed to Hyunjin’s face as she quickly acted by throwing her blanket over her secret, as the doorknob started to turn, not waiting for a sign of approval for the interruption.

“Hyunnie?” Jinsoul’s cutely annoying aegyo voice peeked from behind the door before her bright face appeared in her room.

“Oh! Jinsoul, it’s just you… Did you need something?” Hyunjin tried keeping her voice calm, and did her best to not look at the weird lumpiness under her comforter.

“Mmm, should I need something from you? Can’t I just come visit my favorite person?” It wasn’t noticeable at first, but now Hyunjin was positive Jinsoul was smirking, maybe she was just wanting to playfully mess with her.

“No, no. You’re right…” Her fingers tapped anxiously against her other knuckles as the older girl closed her bedroom door and took more steps inside her room. Guess she wasn’t going to leave anytime soon.

“So.. want to hang out a bit? Everyone else seems to be too busy for me today, hmph...” Jinsoul’s famous pout appeared front and center to guilt-trip the younger.

“Um, Jinsoul…” Hyunjin was trying to think of a good enough excuse, but the footsteps that were inching closer to her bedside were distracting.

“Please?? No.. You know what, I’m not even asking you!! We are going to hang out right now-” Jinsoul had pulled the comforter the whole time she'd been talking, and was now staring at the girl’s hidden activity.

“Well, well...”

“Soulie, it’s not what it looks like…”

“I’m pretty positive this is exactly what it looks like.. Or were you not about to get yourself off?”

Hyunjin was struggling to meet her gaze. She thought maybe it’d be better to just trust her with the truth, what could be the harm in that? Instead, she got up to walk towards the door in order to kick the elder out, but she grabbed her arm before she could finish crossing the room.

“Woah, come on now. Don’t be so shy all of a sudden…” Jinsoul’s grip wasn’t too tight, but it was obvious she was the one in charge now. “...As if you weren’t trying to get caught, with your toy and mirror displayed like this. Share your inner thoughts with me, Hyunnie?”

“I-.. I want to work on my confidence and I- I had read something online..” Jinsoul brought her index finger to hush the girl’s explanation. No need to say more.

“Well, then. What kind of influence would I be if I didn’t help out a younger in need?”

The mood in the atmosphere had changed from the moment she had clutched onto her, but Hyunjin was too shy to speak up. A small part of her wanted to see where this would go, too. So, she went along with it, hoping that whatever it was her friend had in mind would actually help her out, in the end.

The instructions that came from the elder were very clear. Hyunjin was to strip down the rest of her pajamas and get comfortable in the middle of her bed, legs apart hovering over the mirror with the dildo pressed up against her outer fat pussy area.

There was a second part to her instructions, though. Once Hyunjin positioned herself perfectly, she was to look down, see her reflection in the mirror and openly admire herself as Jinsoul listened gleefully.

“Mm, I like my eyes a lot..”

“I like your eyes, too, cutie. What else, mm?”

“I like… my thighs…” Hyunjin blushed and turned her face to the side, looking away from the mirror.

“Now, why would a topic as amazing as your thighs get you all shy?” There was a dip on the bed as Jinsoul climbed on, getting comfortable behind the younger’s backside and spread out legs. Now they were two puzzle pieces waiting to fit together, but stayed a few centimeters apart.

Long, strong fingers cupped Hyunjin’s chin and brought her attention back to seeing her reflection below. Her eyes got bigger, and she continued to name things as Jinsoul cooed and purred praises into her ear. Her long black hair that had covered most of her back was now being pushed to one side, then over her right shoulder. Hyunjin shivered when her split ends tickled against her hardened nipple.

“That’s right, sweet baby. You have the softest skin out of all of us.” The new nickname and her tender ghost touches dancing across Hyunjin’s shoulders brought thousands of tiny goosebumps along with. “Mind if I… Test out that theory, though?”

Before Hyunjin could respond, a pair of lips began kissing her left shoulder blade. It caused her to jerk her hips slightly from the surprise, and that brought her to bump her genitals against the forgotten dildo. Not nearly forgotten though, since she had to look over it in order to see her own reflection.

“Now, touch yourself, Hyunnie. Whatever feels right to you, don’t hesitate...” The older girl had given her a boost of boldness earlier with the praises, so Hyunjin continued to do as she said. Thinking that she must be older and wiser for a reason. She shouldn’t question her directions.

Unsure of where to begin, her big soft hands dragged slowly up each inner thigh. Her breathing became ragged as she neared towards her heat. Pausing for a beat, feeling embarrassed for a second. But Jinsoul brought her back to planet Earth by shadowing her hands, keeping her moving upwards.

Just as their hands reached her vagina, Jinsoul dipped her mouth again and grazed her teeth against the shoulder blade, finally getting moans out of the younger woman. Having the control since her hand was covering Hyunjin’s, she got her to close her hand except for two fingers, and lowered them to wiggle their way through the fat, meaty lips.

Once she was sure they’d made contact with her clit and set the speed of the circular motion against it, she retrieved her hand to let Hyunjin do the work from then on. After all, she still wanted to see for herself how the adorable woman liked to pleasure herself. While she let her focus on that, the older woman worked on removing her own clothes to join her.

Since her member was rock hard, she decided to keep her tight boxer shorts on. Not wanting to scare Hyunjin or ruin the mood with its annoying poking. Jinsoul witnessed how much fun the younger one was having. Obviously she could see Hyunjin’s jiggling asscheeks, but thanks to the mirror, she also got to look upon the image of her body wanting more.

It turned out that she had changed the pace around her sensitive button and had started going quicker. As a result, her once meaty pussy was now open enough to view the hungry orifice. Clenching and unclenching around nothing. Hyunjin’s whining became more desperate, Jinsoul couldn’t stop herself from inserting three of her long slender fingers inside the wanting hole.

“Ahhh!!” The intrusion had caught her off-guard, but that didn’t stop her from rocking her hips against them. Jinsoul could feel how tight her hole was, as if she was trying to get accustomed to the stretch. She let the younger have fun pumping her fingers for seconds more when she took them out without warning. A whimper escaped a needy Hyunjin.

“Now’s not the time to begin being bratty, no more whining. I’m only here to help you feel good about yourself…” Jinsoul clicked her tongue as she whispered this into her ear. She used her strong hands in order to push her plaything's hips forward, and upwards so she'd be able to sink easily onto the dildo that had been waiting for her all along.

Hyunjin let it slide slowly past her pussy lips and jerked her hips instinctively the further it went in, as her fingers were still teasing her pulsing clit. While she was distracted with this wonderful sensation, Jinsoul took it upon herself to scoot upwards and finally let her torso meet with her back, but keeping her boner concealed tightly away in her boxers. That didn't stop her from rubbing her clothed erection against the crack of that magnificent thick ass, though.

"Now, watch yourself in the mirror again…" The elder's teeth tugged on Hyunjin's lobe before she began pushing her forwards so she could view herself better on the glass.

Somehow the task of keeping her hips in constant motion fell upon the intelligent Jinsoul, who was purposely getting off by pressing up against the behind that was rapidly fucking the toy. It was for the better after all, Hyunjin was too busy staring at her beautiful reflection to pay attention to her movements.

The sounds surrounding the youngster's room were getting louder, her fast panting was mixing with Jinsoul's raspy grunting. By now, she was aware of the fact that the older member was using her body to pleasure herself as well, but she didn't mind it one bit. If anything, Hyunjin felt even more grateful for this extra support in helping her feel more confident.

She wasn't sure how soon the other woman was close to cumming, but with the way she was working her clit she was going to reach her limit soon. As if Jinsoul could read her mind, she asked her to do one last thing, that would funnily enough be the final ingredient into making her orgasm epically.

"Now baby, I want you to compliment yourself. Out loud." Jinsoul hissed with volume as she sped up their fun, feeling she could also burst inside her boxers at any moment. But first, she was dying to hear the younger woman's whiny voice.

"My-My face is soo-o beautifulllll-" Hyunjin's tone came out more pitchy than ever before, but it went so well with her high whimpers. Jinsoul growled approvingly, thinking it was the most wonderfully amazing sound she'd ever heard, she needed more.

"What else, Hyunnie baby?? Tell me."

"I'm th-the beST!! YES THE BEST! FUCK, I'M THE BEST!!!" Hyunjin had orgasmed in this new exciting way, she didn't want to stop praising herself as she handled her own overstimulation. Yet, still with the help of the older girl who continued being in charge of her pussy getting penetrated over and over with the dildo stuck to her mirror.

"I'M THE MAIN DANCER!! THE MAIN VISUAL!! MAIN VOCAL!! I'M THE ONLY TRIPLE THREAT AROUND HERE!!!!" Jinsoul couldn't hold her load any longer when she, at last, came with immense force in her underwear and joined the overstimulated fun. This new bold side of Hyunjin had turned her on to the thousandth level, taking her towards her climax.

"JUST ME, I'M THE PRETTIEST GIRL EVER!! NO ONE IS BETTER THAN MEEE-!!" Hyunjin erupted another orgasm out of herself that was so monumental, she hadn't realized she began squirting all over the dildo and onto her once very clean mirror.

Overcome with lots of different emotions, Hyunjin gave out and dropped her head in exhaustion, letting her cheek rest upon the cool glass. Jinsoul stopped moving as well. Both women took a moment to really take in what had just happened, their hard rough breathing being the only thing keeping them from silence.

A sudden rush of redness spread across Hyunjin's sweaty face, realizing the things she had been shouting loudly and proudly just minutes ago. Carefully, she got off her toy and took her mirror off the bed to let it lean against her bedroom wall, not wanting to deal with that right now.

It was as if her shy self had returned for a second, when she climbed back into her bed facing the older girl, but sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest in order to hide her naked body. All Jinsoul could do was giggle at her cute timid self, and hold back from pinching her chubby cheeks, too.

"Sooo… Can we keep this between us? Please?" Hyunjin's big eyes were fixed on the woman's wet-stained boxers, biting back an honored smile.

"How can I say no to you? Plus, this improved Hyunjin is VERY attractive. Don't hide her away, okay?" Jinsoul offered a sincere smile before she got up to get dressed.

"Hehe, thank you… I'll remember that!" Hyunjin replied cheerfully, knowing in her heart she was telling the truth. She truly was so lucky to have Jinsoul in her life.

"But…" She started to say as she finished buttoning her flannel, and got closer in Hyunjin's face. "...if you ever need help remembering, that you're the best, never hesitate to ask for my help again."

The younger woman happily nodded and hummed as Jinsoul rewarded her with forehead kisses. As the girls said their goodbyes for the night, they left each other with blissful attitudes and unaware of the opened laptop on Hyunjin's desk, having the perfect view of the queen-sized bed.

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“Are you sure we’re going the right way?” Yerim played with the features on Google map once more to make sure they hadn't gotten lost.

"I've been here a million times, I think I know where I'm going, Yerimmie!!" The irritated tone in Haseul's voice was clear.

Because she was afraid she might get on her nerves even more, Yerim decided to stay quiet and leave the phone alone, attached to the car mount. She couldn't quite explain it but since forever, Haseul was the only member who could scare her, it was something about her hidden dominant side.

She put on a forced grin and stared out the window, not wanting to start a new topic of conversation. It had been about ten minutes that they'd been driving in silence when Haseul parked the car near the back of the secluded area behind a gas station convenience store parking lot.

"Look, I'm sorry… I didn't mean to have an outburst like that, and especially on YOU!! You know I love you, right, Yerimmie?" Haseul was strumming her fingers impatiently along the steering wheel, while staring at the other awaiting her response.

"Oh, of course, Seullie… and I love you back!" Yerim gave her reply with a shy smile, still nervous of pressing the wrong buttons.

"It's just that… I've been really stressed lately…" The younger wouldn't be able to tell, but Haseul was working her damsel in distress persona. It just had a sicker twist to it, than just being saved by her prince.

"Oh no!! I wish there was something I could do…" Yerim had an honest look of concern written on her face. She had reached out her hand to hold Haseul's, but she underestimated how far away it was. Causing her hand to fall upon the elder's bare thigh instead.

"Actually," Haseul talked slower now, wanting to sound vulnerable and desperate, hoping it would get her what she needed in the end. "...there is something you can do for me."

Gently, her soft hand went to meet Yerim's, who was still pressed on her leg. Haseul leaned towards the passenger's side to get right in her face, and squeezed her palm before she said the next few words.

"You can help me release this stress, Yerimmie…"

She didn't reject the idea right away, but she wasn't exactly sure how to respond or react to that statement. Before Yerim even had a chance to give much of an answer, Haseul was sliding their intertwined hands towards her crotch.

"What do you say, mm?" Her now sultry voice was almost a whisper.

"Umm, Seullie… I'm not sure I understand-"

"Yerim, I really need your help…” Haseul never broke eye contact as she brought the other’s hand to rest over her already fully grown erection. “...I need relief.”

“Relief?? Of what?” Yerim was more confused than nervous now, awaiting an explanation she wasn’t sure was going to make itself known.

“Please, Yerimmie… I need you… I won’t feel better until you help me release...” She let go of the younger’s hand and went ahead unzipping her shorts. Finally understanding where the situation was headed, Yerim unintentionally squeezed the clothed boner. Making Haseul hiss aloud before she spoke again.

“You’re the only one I trust, Yerimmie. You’ll do me this one favor right?” The older woman tilted her head to the side as she scanned her face for any sign of approval, or disgust. Even though she had touched her willingly a second ago, she could still change her mind and run away to tell the other members.

“And... you’ll keep this our little secret? Only between us?” Haseul reached over to the girl with her right hand, tucking a strand of violet colored hair behind her ear. While her left hand focused on exposing her cock in her tight boxers, and guided Yerim’s hand to stroke it over the material.

“Of course, Seullie, my lips are sealed… Anything to help you feel better!” The delicate smile displayed on her face wasn’t false this time, she was truly happy to know she was about to assist her elder in getting rid of her stress that was obviously too much to handle! No wonder she needs my help, Yerim thought to herself as her fingers wrapped around the outline, caressing it.

“Sss ahhh...” Haseul grinned privately to herself. She hadn’t been sure this would even work, but it was true that she was the member she trusted most. So, she had been willing to take a risk in asking the younger for something like this. Well, she was also very desperate because it had been…quite a while.

“Will you need, um, more?” Yerim tried subtlety asking if just touching her shaft over the underwear would be enough.

“Yes, yes!! More, please…” She hadn’t meant to sound so excited, but it had been so long since a pair of hands, other than her own, had played with her this way. But she wanted more, needed more. “I need to feel your warm hands, Yerimmie…”

“Like this?” Haseul stifled a groan, not wanting to tell her that the grip around her cockhead was too tight. She was just so enveloped in the moment, so ecstatic of having physical touch once again. Humming of approval was the only response she could muster, and the younger girl took it upon herself to continue her amateur actions.

Yerim had never done this with anyone else in the group, or anyone outside of it for that matter. So, it was strange to see her body reacting so quickly to this sexual activity that was barely going anywhere. Her own penis was straining against her tight panties. Out of all the days she chose to wear a skirt, she hadn’t worn the right underwear for it. Now, she was going to face the consequences if she accidentally ended up cumming in her cute lace underwear. Although, the thought of having her own slime sliding down her bare legs weirdly turned her on.

"Fuck, Yerimmie!!" Haseul's tone was high-pitched as she bucked her hips over and over into the hand wrapped around her length. "Spit in your hand, do it now!!"

Without hesitation, Yerim stopped what she was doing to her to salivate over her palm. It was quite easy, seeing as how her mouth was watering from this little secret they were sharing. Once her hand was coated, she immediately went back to jerking off Haseul and the elder's reaction was nothing but absolutely positive.

"FU-U-UCK YESSS!! YERIMMIE!!" The younger woman watched Haseul in amazement, loving the way her nose was scrunched up. The way her nails were digging into the steering wheel, her eyebrows huddled so close together in anticipation, and her rapid breathing. Even in the way she said her name differently, because of this secret they now shared.

Trying to get more beautiful sounds out of Haseul, she started using both of her hands to relieve her. She didn’t even need a refill of spit since the pre-cum was doing the work for her. Although she was dying to give it a kiss and show the penis more affectionate attention, she decided that this would just have to do, for their first time. Perhaps, in their next encounter.

Loving the reckless movements of her elder’s hips, she clasped her hands close together. Tight enough to be a hole in need of fucking. Haseul’s ass was hovering over her seat as she began making love to the orifice created for her entertainment. This awakened something in the younger woman, it was obvious her body wanted to be touched in return, but she didn't want to come off as selfish. They were doing this to begin with for Haseul's sake, after all.

"Are you feeling any better now, Seullie?" Yerim was working her magic by clenching and unclenching her palms and fingers. Realizing that whenever she did this action, it caused more whines to erupt out of the woman getting taken care of.

"Al-most… A-Almost there, Yerim…" Haseul tightened her grip around the steering wheel, before she gave up and threw her hands down on her thighs. She dug her nails into her own skin, reddening and clawing it. And used this as a chance to pry her legs further apart, as far as she could in the small driver's seat area.

Yerim could see how crazy this was making the woman, so she decided to move with her as well. Untangling her fingers, one of her hands traveled up above to hug her cockhead while the other began pumping the shaft in the opposite direction of the elder. Without meaning to, Haseul came all over her grasp.

"AH!! AH! FUCK, YERIMMIE!!" She instinctively wrapped her hands around the girl's to make certain she didn't stop so soon. Haseul wasn't done just yet, she was quite a fan of overstimulation.

So, it was no surprise that by the time she was actually done experiencing her high climax, all of Yerim's fingers were painted with her warm thick semen. When she stopped snapping her hips and finally stayed still in the driver's seat, the younger couldn't help staring at her in awe.

She had never witnessed someone being brought to such pleasure, up close and personal. She'd also never been the one to bring someone to that conclusion, what if she suddenly got addicted to it?

"Ah, shit! Sorry, maybe there's some napkins in the glove compartment…" Haseul was barely keeping consciousness, but she could tell how much of a mess she'd made on the younger's pretty hands, so she tried being helpful at least with the chaotic aftermath.

"I have… to go… clean myself up… be right back, k?" In a couple of seconds, she somehow managed to wiggle her lewdly wet member back in her shorts and looked in the rearview mirror to fix her hair, or dry off any sweat. The only thing she couldn't calm down was that ragged breathing of hers.

Yerim was already wishing they could go back to several minutes ago, wanting to cherish the experience more the second time. A pout made itself known the moment Haseul unbuckled herself to leave and shut the car door behind her with force. She watched how the older woman was bouncing happily with each step, practically skipping in joy.

"At least she's really feeling better, then…" She whispered to no one. She had gotten distracted focusing on the noise coming from the vehicle's vents, that a twitch poking from under her skirt broke her concentration.

Deciding to take a quick peek, Yerim lifted her skirt to look at her aching cock behind the lace and was met with a leaking and very red appendage. It hurt, alot. It took her less than a couple of seconds for her to make her next move, it was extremely easy for her.

The cum coated hands of hers went straight under her panties and used as her own personal lube while she began stroking her cock at a somewhat fast pace. Her skirt's flap was moved to not get in her way, as she witnessed the way Haseul's semen was making her beautiful penis glisten from the low lights illuminating the empty parking lot.

Images of what had happened between the two women ran through her mind as she used it to get herself off. Haseul's rapid breathing, the non-stop movements of her waist and legs, the way her long hair shaped over her breasts perfectly when she'd arch her back from the immense pleasure. All of it, helping Yerim in taking her towards the same place the older woman had gone.

Squishy lewd noises were trapped inside the car making it steamy, accumulating more from their secret fun earlier and now from Yerim's solo session. She was supposed to keep an eye out in case Haseul started walking back to the car, but she couldn't look away from her messy and horny foolery.

She watched in fascination, loving how her pre-cum peeked out and mixed in with Haseul's thicker substance. It all felt so warm and so wonderful, she was sure to reach her climax soon. Thankfully, the older woman hadn't been in sight yet.

Yerim began mimicking the movements she had seen Haseul do earlier, she even made herself a hole to fuck with her hands like before. She could easily let herself believe it was an actual real orifice, mouth or pussy. With how tight her hands were knotted together and how toasty the ejaculation made the whole thing feel.

A few more jerks of her hips in mid-air, had Yerim orgasming intensely into her strong palms. She wasn't as lucky as Haseul had been, though. In the heat of the moment, she'd forgotten to close up around her cock's slit. But since she hadn't, her cum had gotten everywhere, including a few drops landing on her face.

In the silent moment of post cum clarity, Yerim's face washed over in guilt and embarrassment. She'd never done something so careless! Quickly, she scattered trying to find the napkins that had been mentioned before to clean up the new sticky mayhem she caused.

After she was done cleaning everything, especially her stained face and hands, she patted her hair down and went back to waiting patiently. Finally, she could see Haseul coming out of the gas station convenience store and walking towards her. Yerim tried to even out her breathing and calm herself down before she got in the car.

Suddenly, a wave of relief washed over her, thankful that they hadn't done this at the dorm because she would've definitely gotten caught by now, whether if it was with Haseul or her solo session, someone would have barged in through her closed bedroom door. Poor naive girl, unaware of how easily devices could be hacked, and that her private time could be invaded and revealed to someone unknown, too.

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The slow vibrations were making Jiwoo feel blissful. She was stuck in a trance of goodfeel that Vivi had to snap her fingers in front of her face several times because she’d space out. Quite honestly, it started to get on the elder’s nerves. Whenever they had alone time away from the others, she always demanded having her full attention.

“Don’t get me angry.” Vivi pouted cutely while the other eased herself back in from her daydreaming.

“I’m sorry, it’s just.. Ahh…” Jiwoo grabbed onto her shoulders for support, but the woman sneaked away from the grasp.

“Nuh-uh. You’re not using me right now. I’M the one using you. So get it together, Chuu baby…” Vivi interrupted her in a condescending tone.

“You know I d-don’t like that name when it’s j-j-just us-ss…” Jiwoo’s sharp nails were digging deep into the wood of a bookshelf from the public library they were currently at.

The duo had decided to spend some quality time together outside of the dorm, visiting a couple of different places. No one really knew about how these two liked to spend their free time together. They weren’t dating, it wasn’t that type of relationship. It was more like being fuck buddies, but who actually care for each other as sisters and nothing more. Also, who live together with ten other amazing, but very nosy, girls.

They had been doing this in secret for quite a while. Always being super careful and strict about not being super touchy at the dorm, or anywhere where the group was together and could be caught because of someone just glancing their way accidentally. Also, it was a given that they shouldn’t share this with anyone else in Loona, but well... oops! But, that’s a story for another time, wink wink.

“Mm, don’t care. I get to treat you how I deem fit whenever I’m in charge. How about no more sass and maybe more of paying attention to me. So, tell me how you’re feeling as of now?” Vivi turned her phone on to check an app while awaiting a response.

“It’s n-ice. I can tell you’ve turned it up higher since the m-museum.” Jiwoo bit her bottom lip as she arched her back against the tall bookshelf that had her claw marks.

“Well, I had to make it more challenging, didn’t I? Can’t let you have all the fun..” Vivi smirked while she texted the members’ group chat. They were already being their nosy selves and wanted to know when the girls would be back home. The way that Jiwoo was rubbing her ass on the bookshelf made Vivi a bit amused. But also, jealous.

“AH-” A hand clamped over her mouth before she could squeal louder.

“I thought I told you to pay attention to ME. Had to remind you of who’s in control at the moment.” Vivi sinisterly whispered in Jiwoo’s ear, which got her a groan of arousal from the latter. She always loved the dominant side of the elder, even if she did prefer to be the dom at all times. Which was why the rule of them taking turns was strictly enforced between them.

“Please… Vi…” Jiwoo was unable to finish her plea since she was now imprinting her front top teeth onto her bottom lip, still trying to get used to the new setting the other had just set it to.

“Don’t Jiwoo, you know what begging does to me…”

“Please… Kahei..”

In the blink of an eye, Vivi had grabbed onto Jiwoo’s waist and forced her to turn around so her front would be against the bookshelf she had been rutting on earlier. The younger woman began arching her back again, but was stopped by the elder pressing up completely against her backside, making both of their bodies as straight as the tall, wooden structures. Just as Jiwoo was going to say something, Vivi beat her to it.

“You dumb little whore. You want my cock so bad that you’re willing to be fucked here? In a place where there’s echo spots everywhere?” She whispered this with her deepest tone and tsked, sending shivers down Jiwoo’s spine.

“You’re the one who’s testing my patience too much, I c-can’t take it anymore… Please, Kahei-”

Her using that name on her the first time had already awoken her penis into a half-chub, but hearing it be said a second time finished the job. Vivi began dry-humping the girl’s backside in long exaggerated strokes to still tease her as she got herself off. It was pathetic to see her trying to meet her movements, knowing that at the moment Jiwoo was at a disadvantage. The girl finally stopped moving after the elder snickered and whispered more threats into her ear.

“You fucking asked for this by using my weakness, but I’m not going to give you what you really want until we arrive at our final destination.” And she kept true to her word while they stayed in the quiet corner of the library.

Instead, she decided to have her own fun by taking both of Jiwoo’s arms to place them behind her spine, so she could make use of her hands. Vivi forced them to cup themselves, while the younger struggled to see what she was planning to do back there. Just as she was about to ask about it, the elder started rutting again, except this time it was against her palms, which were coincidentally covering up the crack of her ass so she couldn’t feel the friction against her own heat anymore.

“NOT FAIR!!” Jiwoo whined in the loudest whisper, but didn’t continue when she heard a hint of an echo because of its high pitch. Wanting to protest this injustice, she tried untangling her fingers to take away Vivi’s excitement, but of course she had already thought that far ahead.

“Like I said before, I won’t be letting you have all the fun. Not while I’m in charge.” As she finished growling in the younger’s ear, her hips snapped back into action as her grip tightened over her failed escape, taunting her for a bit longer before they finally left to go to the next place.

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“Vivi, I’m dying out here… Please, have mercy...” Jiwoo’s voice was strained as she did her best to whisper, not wanting people passing them throughout the mall to overhear them. Even when laughing nefariously at her prey, Vivi was a vision. No wonder everyone in the group secretly crushed on her.

“No, deal with it, my pup.” The other nickname she loved to tease Jiwoo with, since in times like these where her eyes were popping out in cuteness like a puppy’s. And just like every time she heard the pet name being used on her, she increased her pleading stare. Hoping it could break her from her strict domming.

“We’re almost there anyway. Be patient, and maybe I’ll turn it down so you can calm yourself down a little.” Seeing as how her plan worked, Jiwoo gave herself a pat on the back for her small victory over the predator.

What she hadn’t known was that she was still being played with. Instead of going to their destination right away, they had made two extra laps around the mall and were now working on the third one. Vivi was snickering pretty loudly next to the blissful younger who was walking even slower, which just made the vibrating sensation inside her soaking cunt last longer, it felt like pleasurable agony that could last decades.

“Y-Y-You lied-d..” It was harder to talk than she realized, but it was more painful moving forward every few inches. Not only had the elder broken her promise of arriving soon, but she hadn’t changed the setting or speed on her love egg vibrator to a lower one.

“Oh, hush pup, you’re doing so well. You’ve managed to keep going even after everything I keep throwing at you. And we’re not even finished…” Jiwoo shivered, a bit scared now as she watched Vivi’s mesmerizing smirk. “Anyways, now we’re really almost there, so walk faster. Come on!”

“Turn it down then.” Jiwoo forced the words out through her gritted teeth. This made the elder laugh out loud, actually catching the attention of those walking around them. To not embarrass the girl any further, she turned it down to the lowest speed so it could at least be tolerable enough to move her legs at a regular pace.

After a couple of minutes, they finally walked into the mall’s movie theater. Vivi still couldn’t believe the younger woman had agreed to having a day out like this, so she definitely wanted to take advantage of that. This last place was going to be more fun than when they went to the hospital waiting room earlier. She had specifically chosen a movie that included a loudish soundtrack and other things like explosions and gun shooting.

She was going to let Jiwoo decide when were the right moments during the movie to let out her frustrations, while she continued her game of non stop teasing and edging.

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The duo had taken over the very last top row of the very dark theater, being illuminated by the faint lighting from the movie screen. Jiwoo had been instructed to sit down and lift her own legs in the air while holding the back of her knees. The elder having fun changing the settings in between the unknowingly noisy and quiet movie trailers.

It was exceptionally easy and comfortable for her to be seated this way. Jiwoo had been wearing a flowy flowery dress so her skin was accessible to the elder for whatever her plan was inside of this dark-lit room. To ease her boredom a bit, Vivi helped in sliding the girl's cute panties up her long legs so they'd dangle from her ankles, as they hovered above her head still.

"Vivi, please… How much longer…" Jiwoo was grinding against the air, searching for any kind of friction. "I need you inside… want you ins-.."

"But teasing you is so much more fun," Vivi giggled deviously at her victim, loving the way she was squirming around like a fish out of water in her seat, "Our agreement doesn't state that either of us HAVE to cum, just that one can do as they please… And this?" She gestured between the younger woman's exposed nether regions. "This pleases me very much."

"Puh-Pl-Please let me c-cum…" Jiwoo's eyebrows were knitted tightly due to her frustrations. She couldn't believe Vivi was making her suffer for so long, this was new. It was still hard to tell whether she liked this prolonged edging or not.

"That's right, pup. Beg me! Rile me up!!"

Policemen had started firing their guns loudly at a group of insubordinate car thieves in the movie that was playing on the screen. Jiwoo took this opportunity to let out a strained moan then lowered her legs and hopped to the seat over to where Vivi sat comfortably with her legs spread apart.

The elder didn't say much, she just let it happen because it amused her seeing the girl like this. Because of her doing she was desperate enough to take control of Vivi, or so she let her think that. Once Jiwoo was roughly positioned over her lap, she also mimicked the gap between her thighs, as it would work in her favor anyway. It would be more enjoyable and convenient to be fucked this way, if it were going to happen at all.

"Look at the desperate bitch." Vivi cooed in Jiwoo's ear. She didn't even have to speak so loud since she was pressed up against her whole body, with her head hung over the elder's shoulder giving her access to whisper these things so close to her ear. "What do you want, mm?" One of her delicate fingers trailed down her bare, shaking thigh to taunt her some more.

"You…" Jiwoo's voice came out so harsh it was like she wasn't trying to be careful about being quiet anymore. She tried to lift her head a bit, but it was no use as there was barely any strength in her body from the long draining hours of edging. "Please… Kahei…"

SMACK. A powerful slap from Vivi unleashed itself upon her victim's quivering ass. She had been smart enough to cover her mouth, as Jiwoo let out a loud muffled groan inside her mouth and instinctively tried closing her legs from the pleasurable pain it had caused her down there, although it mostly stung around her cheeks.

"Tsk tsk, pup. You know what that does to me…" Vivi took a hard bite of the younger woman's earlobe while taking a moment to grope other parts of her lean body. She had let go of her mouth so her hands could slither under Jiwoo's dress, practically exposing her whole lower frame as the flowy outfit rolled upwards with her movements.

Just as her fingers found themselves around each of her pointy nubs, Jiwoo sprang back to life and opened up her legs again to enhance her arousal with the nipple play that was to come. Vivi always loved to make her squirm with her skillful digits. To give her victim more to endure during this "punishment", she began softly biting and suckling at her pretty bare neck.

"Ahhh!!" Jiwoo arched her back, but didn't move much after that. Not wanting to mess up the perfect spot of having her erogenous zones played with in this angle. While the younger was distracted, Vivi used this moment to rub her clothed penis against her thighs, begging for attention again as well.

"Shhh, you stupid little puppy. Or we'll get kicked out before I get the chance to fuck the daylights out of you…" She sank her teeth deep into her right shoulder and it brought the reaction out of her that she was looking for.

Tears began spilling out of Jiwoo's kind eyes, unable to hold in the frustration of not being able to finish yet. Vivi turned her head in order to lick and kiss away the wet drops as one of her hands left a nipple unattended to finally give her needy pussy the attention it had been asking for since their day had started.

"Don't get us caught, pup.." Vivi evilly snickered as her fingers dug into the warm and gushy orifice. Quite honestly, she was reaching inside to retrieve the toy but ended up fucking her with it, as well as her own digits, for a few seconds to see the way she stupidly tried meeting her in return. So fierce and hasty.

Jiwoo was whimpering uncontrollably and nibbling on her lip to keep from being heard, dying to be stuffed by her member's cock already. And soon she got her wish, when she finally felt the sex toy leaving her hole and thrown to the side, along with herself. She turned around to give Vivi a 'whatthefuck??' look but was distracted by the view of watching her unbuckling her pants in a hurry in her seat.

Vivi unlooped her belt and threw her sweater to the side, along with any other personal items that made quite the noise hitting the theater floor and other nearby seats. She was daring enough to take off her shirt and reveal her perky naked breasts to Jiwoo, who licked her lips in delight then jumped on her lap again.

"Fuck, I've missed this…" Jiwoo whispered as she lowered her head to suck on the elder's nipples. One of her hands helped in kneading the lonely breast while her free hand went down to dryly pump the shaft.

"Mmm, good puppy..!" Vivi hummed gleefully. The girl always knew how to work her body, and that's why they trusted each other so much with this. "But, don't you want some milk?"

In the middle of nibbling on the hardened nipple, Jiwoo's eyes sparkled as she nodded her head in excitement. Before she stopped her fun with those beautiful breasts, she gave each of them some more squeezes and kisses. Then, descended to wrap her cavity around the bouncing dick.

"MMM!!!" Jiwoo swallowed the appendage down her throat, immediately happy the second she tasted pre-cum. It brought her joy knowing she wasn’t the only one suffering from not being able to cum.

"Pup…" Vivi hissed as the younger deepthroating her with force. She knew it must be hurting her to take in her whole cock, but she wasn’t going to stop her from doing it, either. If she was a lowkey masochist, Vivi was going to stay out of it. You know, unless she can use it to her advantage.

"Fuuuck, pup!! I'm so close.." They were unaware that it wasn't necessary to whisper anymore, as the only other people in the theater with them had walked out after finding out what was going on up there. How lame, they didn’t stay and watch the wild duo.

There was a loud pop when Jiwoo pulled her head away with hollowed cheeks, so she could stand up and be ready for what's next. As her dress rolled back down, Vivi grabbed her hips and pulled her towards her so she could stick her head underneath the dress. The former was confused, until she felt lips kissing and sucking against her swollen clit.

Vivi knew how wet she already was, but she was determined to taste her monthly dose of pussy juice. After several seconds of having her fill of its deliciousness, she exited out from under Jiwoo's outfit and manhandled her body so her knees would be on the seat, while her ass presented itself to her cock. Though, she wasn't searching for that this time.

The tip of her dick lingered just outside the soaking hole, clenching on nothing and waiting impatiently to be stuffed. Jiwoo, not caring for the prolonged teasing game any longer, pushed backwards and moaned loudly at the contact. A building of warmth expanded throughout Vivi's body as a result of the slight touch, it drove her mad enough to grab onto the former's hips and plunge deep in her with one fast motion.

"Kahei!!" Jiwoo shrieked at the intrusion she'd been craving for. She made sure to squeeze the appendage with her pulsing warm walls, scared she'd leave her hole so soon with the way Vivi’s known to taunt her.

"Now you've done it…" The elder growled into her ear then set the brutal tempo of her strokes, showing no mercy.

Jiwoo, on the other hand, finally got what she'd been asking for all along. Her tongue lolled out, her hummed moans were increasing in volume with the ongoing movie, which was now playing a scene of an exciting car chase. Shooting officers and exploding buildings included.

Giving credit where it's due, Vivi had been smart enough to watch this movie beforehand, so she kind of new the perfect moments for fucking like a wild animal. Knowing that her precious pup wouldn't be able to stay quiet once she was deep inside her. And she'd been right about that as well, not as if it mattered now but they should be careful in case of lurking employees. Because she knew this obnoxiously boisterous scene would go on for several minutes more, she took this chance to lift both of Jiwoo's legs over her tough shoulders, making the girl's face and torso fall, smacking against the seat's cushion.

Again, it was not as if the younger minded any of this. She let the short stings of pain in her upper body mellow out while she focused on the powerful strokes the other was causing in her. Using her body as if it were a fleshlight. It made perfect sense so she didn't argue with the uncomfortable position, today was all about Vivi's fun anyway.

"Fuuuck!!" She was irrevocably in love with this new position of having sex. They'd never tried it together before, or with someone else so she'd never felt something so grandly wonderful as the way her cock was easily making its way in and out of that tight gushing pussy.

The strong needle pokes from Vivi's sharp nails and the way her balls were harshly hitting on her pounding, pulsing clit was doing something to the woman taking the drilling. The extra splash of pain was forcing her to arrive at an orgasm she hadn't seen coming. Yeah, pun intended. As her body exploded into bliss and paradise, she tried stifling her extremely pitchy whines by biting into her own hand. Hoping it would be good enough to mute herself, if only for a little bit, but also give her another boost of ache to entwine with her ecstasy.

Jiwoo's fluttering walls were hugging Vivi more tightly now, that it was building up her orgasm from the amazing feeling. She made a mental note of trying this position more times in the future. Just as the girl's toasty cunt embraced her once more, it took her over the edge and let go. Her seed was rushing out of her slit, needing to paint her womb respectively, not wanting to wait a second longer to thank it for the marvelous job it had done.

Vivi's fingernails indented her plaything's perfect skin. Standing straight as she let her climax and high wash over her, allowing Jiwoo to cockwarm her as she waited for the adrenaline to die out. Her testicles were kissing the glistening overstimulated nub, the elder being able to feel it twitch uncontrollably against them. Just for fun, she swiveled her hips, dragging them in a circle to jab at her cervix once more while her balls teased the tormented clit.

"KAHEI!!" That had been a mistake. Or, had it?

It's not as if Jiwoo was begging for her to stop. No, she was definitely begging for more instead. And that's why, as soon as she'd said her other name and felt her cock start to come back to life, she got exactly what she wanted. They hadn't even bothered switching from where they had stood, knowing it felt incredible for them both.

"Fuck Jiwoo!!" Vivi grunted, relishing in the moment of getting to overstimulate them together like this. She couldn't help admitting that she wished they'd tried breeding before this, who knew it would feel like the most amazing thing in the world? Poor employees, whoever ends up having to clean up the mess they’ll leave behind.

Happy, high frequency whimpers were the only thing being able to comprehend from the used-up girl. She had given up by now. Her eyes were rolling towards the back of her head, her arms had gone limp and unable to hold herself up on the chair any more, and her brain was currently mush. Although, if she could say anything at this moment, it would probably be: "PLEASEKAHEIFUCKMEFASTERHARDERPLEASENOW!!!"

Vivi understood anyway. She felt another orgasm approaching, so she chased it quickly in no time. Spilling more cum inside the clenching hole that hadn't stopped hugging her throughout the harsh plunging marathon. Instinctively, she turned her head over to take a bite of Jiwoo's soft leg in order to hush the roar she wanted to let out from the intense climax. The girl hummed in response to the teeth sinking in her skin, but still couldn't really move so she stayed unmoving as she felt them dig deep.

After everything had calmed down, for real this time, they quickly cleaned themselves and their area the best they could. Which was saying, A LOT. Vivi was patting herself on the back for having grabbed all those extra napkins, and for being the reason the younger woman was having trouble in taking a single step every time she moved forward.

To lighten up the mood again, she made a joke about her "just got fucked" stance and hair. Jiwoo's eyes scrunched up as she giggled along with her, her tiredness was still noticeable though. Just as Vivi crouched down to pick up her phone from the floor, she froze at what she saw on the home screen. She had accidentally butt-dialed someone. And not just anyone…

"Um, hello?" Vivi tested it out, needing to know if they were still on the other line. After seconds of no noise at all, she shrugged and hung up. Relieved that it turned out to be nothing, no one had been listening on the other end.

Jiwoo gave her a confused look, but Vivi eased her worries and told her it was a wrong number. She changed the subject, and the daring duo went back to laughing at the things they'd done today. She helped the younger woman walk all the way back to the car by holding her waist, while Jiwoo's arm flung over her shoulder and neck for more support.

It was better that they only focus on the good things that came out of their intense girls' day, anyway. Poor clueless Vivi, she had been completely sure no one had been on the other line. But, that's the beauty of the mute button.

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"Mmm!! Fuck!" Chaewon sucked in her plump bottom lip between her teeth, trying to quiet her moans down.

Yeojin was working her tongue between the folds of the girl who she worshipped more than anyone. She was currently demonstrating how much she appreciated the older woman's existence by eating her out like it was her last meal on this dreadful Earth. Chaewon was dressed in the outfit from earlier's promotions at a music show, but she looked too fucking good that Yeojin had to have her just like that.

It had been one of those looks where it seems like Chaewon is wearing a multi-cloth dress, but it was really a long shirt tucked and sewed to the inseam of her skirt. Which was currently hiked up over her hips as much as it could with the youngster's head deep under the flowy garment.

Alone sessions like this between them happened more often than not. Chaewon had been aware of the huge crush Yeojin harbored for so long. She would try to play it off back then, but now that the younger woman was older, her advances towards her had become more sexual.

Yeojin was a bit annoyed at the moment though, her short hair kept getting in her mouth as she devoured the soaked orifice. In all honesty, her sexual awakening had hit her about a few weeks ago and since then she didn't want to look back. She stopped being the dorky younger maknae and started using new techniques to gain the angel's attention.

It's not as if Chaewon didn't welcome the lovely compliments and innocent treats from before, she always loved any type of chivalry shown towards her but this was definitely her new favorite kind. And there was absolutely no way she was going to tell the girl to not satisfy her needs every now and then.

"Ahh!! Yer- Yeojin!!" Chaewon had almost slipped up again. It was no secret between them that she had her eyes set on someone else, but Yeojin didn't care. Well, she tried to not show that she did, at least.

“Really, Chae?? You were thinking about her again, weren’t you… I don’t see HER between your legs?? Oh right! Cause it’s ME!!” Yeojin tried to play off the hurt in her tone by making it into a joke, but the older woman knew better.

"I'm-ahhh, I'm sorry!" Chaewon sighed and smiled to herself, it’s not her fault her thoughts were always occupied by Yerim.

“Mmmm, I’m not so sure that you are… So let me make you regret that!!!” Yeojin playfully launched at the elder’s upper body and pretended to give her bites around her face and neck while her hands worked the buttons of the long shirt.

Whenever the two had their fun together like this, Yeojin was always completely naked. Except for special occasions when she wanted to quickly pleasure Chaewon while they waited for the rest of the members to get ready to leave as a group. She enjoyed being so bare when the older woman didn’t participate. The younger was fine with that, it was mostly because she wanted to be able to rub against any part of her soft skin.

“Jinnie!! Your dick almost slipped in again!! Don’t make me knee you in the balls!!” Chaewon growled.

They’d had the talk many times. The talk where Yeojin was aware that Chaewon never planned to actually let her fuck her. Yes, it was because of her unrequited (as far as she knew) love for someone else, but it was especially because she wanted to save herself for that person. Yeojin knew it and she would forever hurt deep inside, but would also take any attention from the beautiful brunette that she allowed.

“Hmm, you weren’t saying that last week…” The younger one smirked.

“Oh, shut up!! I let you barely put the tip in, don’t start!! And I only let you because bumping it against my clit felt amazing, too… wanted to give you a small reward...” Chaewon let her eyelids flutter shut as she bit her lip again, reminiscing.

Focused on her task of undoing the rest of the shirt’s buttons, Yeojin’s fingers moved fast until she suddenly stopped. Distracted by the undeniable beauty of the older girl, taking a moment to truly look closely, appreciating her doll-like features and delicate soft complexion. After realizing she had finished her task, her hands moved up to slowly push the shirt open and reveal the Chaewon’s bare chest, admiring her precious tiny inverted nipples. Two of her favorite things about her.

Unable to hold herself back every time she saw those beautiful nubs, Yeojin leaned down and took the left one in her mouth. Letting her tongue dip and roam around the tiny inward skin. Opening her jaw wider so her bottom teeth could graze against her underboob. She had a weakness for her adorable small breasts.

“Ahh!! Thasss sooo goo-mmm!!” Chaewon’s words slurred and her sharp nails dug into Yeojin’s short hair, then traveled higher to stay pinned onto her scalp. She didn’t want her going anywhere any time soon.

“Yeah, you like this, don’t you??” Yeojin mumbled in between her munching, “I bet SHE wouldn’t be able to make you feel like this…”

Fast tiny whimpers were escaping out of Chaewon’s mouth, Yeojin was unable to tell if it was because she had hurt her feelings somehow or if it felt that amazing. She tested her luck by tugging at the skin of the boob. The elder moaned louder that she had to quickly place her hand over her mouth to shut her up.

It was then that Chaewon finally opened her eyes again to give the younger girl a look of disbelief. Instead of taking her hand off right away, she tightened her grip just a little bit. The older woman’s eyes widened, but she didn’t do anything.

“Why won’t you pick me, Chae?” Yeojin’s eyes were deep with pain.

“Can’t you see how great our chemistry is together? How well I know your body?” At this, she let her free hand go down under the elder’s skirt so her thumb could tease her clit.

“Why won’t you give yourself completely to me…?” Yeojin’s mouth now started kissing a trail upwards her chest, neck and began nibbling her earlobe before whispering one last thing into her ear.

“What else do I need to do in order to prove to you that we belong together…? That I’m willing to spend the rest of my life doing whatever it takes to always keep you happy and satisfied..? We’re meant to be, Chae…” The younger girl’s voice vibrated in Chaewon’s ear, bringing a cold shiver down her spine that she weirdly liked. She couldn’t understand why she wasn’t pushing her away like any other regular makeout session they’ve had, that ended up going too far when Yeojin got in her feelings. Did she.. Like it this time?

“Mm-mmm..!!” Chaewon mumbled behind the girl’s sweaty palm, with a look of confusion and guilt. Confused because she wasn’t sure where Yeojin was going with this or why she always brought this subject up between them, and guilty because she didn’t have an honest answer for her.

“Just..,” Yeojin nibbled and sucked on the brunette's earlobe everytime she paused between her words, “let me…,” she added a hard bite upon the gentle neck that brought a loud noise out of her trapped prey and that’s when the younger girl deepened her voice lower, “take care of you…”

Chaewon’s eyebrows shot up while her eyes started shaking. What exactly did she have planned for her? Should she be feeling scared? Why isn’t she feeling scared?

“Oh!” The older brunette exclaimed in her tiny voice as she finally let out a desperate shaky breath, while Yeojin’s hand moved from her mouth to cover her eyesight instead.

“What now, mm? Are you going to take the one thing I won’t give you..?” Chaewon sounded so small, it even surprised Yeojin. She’d never sounded so calm, yet… wanting?

“No, Chae… I could never take that from you..,” She leaned in to chew softly on her lobe again, “...you’re going to let me take it...”

“Huh???”

“Shhh..” Yeojin led another trail back down the elder’s bare chest, but this time instead of kisses, they were wet hickies. She really wanted Chaewon to take her seriously, so claiming her this way would be a way to start. “I’m going to make sure you never, ever forget about this moment by the time this is over..”

“Jinnieee!” She moaned out loud when she felt the harsh sting of the shorter girl’s bites on her sensitive skin.

“Moan my name, AGAIN!!” She bit harder against her angled jaw and brought her other hand back up from under the skirt to smack her cute, pink inverted nipples.

“YEOJINNNN!!” Chaewon arched her back as her scream pierced both their ears. Yeojin didn't try covering her mouth this time though, she suddenly didn't mind if they got caught by anyone. Or, at least by ‘her.’

"Mmm, love the sound of that...'' She purred as she bit around Chaewon's areola, making her tender before she tugged roughly at the nipple to bring another cry out of her. And, of course it worked, she really did know her body very well.

"AH-!!" Two of Yeojin's fingers struggled to squeeze through the tight, soaking virgin hole, if Chaewon was feeling any discomfort at all she wasn't voicing her concerns, only pleasure. Just when she was about to give up on pushing more forward, the elder finally began relaxing more against her touch.

She made nice precise movements of how she angled her digits in and out of her, and distracted any pain with her thumb still rubbing against the pulsing clit. Yeojin still enjoyed having her fun with the most breathtaking breasts in the world, but wanted to bring her attention back to marking the brunette’s reddening chest.

“Want everyone here seeing that you’re mine…” Chaewon gasped, sounding surprised at how much she would love and dread it, if it were to happen, “...everyone, Chae… even her…”

“Jinnie-” She was cut off from responding when the younger girl surprised her again, placing soft sweet pecks on each of her checks. So gentle and delicate, she did the same on either side of Chaewon’s jaw. Then, completely shocked them both when Yeojin took a nibble out of her bottom lip.

“J-Jinnie?”

“You’re always chewing on this, Chae.. I was starting to get jealous…” She took another small bite as she finished speaking, then tugged it down with her teeth very rudely when she started to descend back towards her neck.

“Ah!!” Another airy moan escaping Chaewon, taken aback by how domming the shorter girl was being tonight. Well, she’d always been a bit domming at least, but this was a whole new side of her she’d never seen. Had she finally pushed her too far with her Yerim fixation? If she had, she was secretly grateful for it, never realizing this side of Yeojin could have her body reacting this way.

“Mm, you’re loving this, aren’t you.. Chaewonnie?” Yeojin smirked as the cute nickname rolled off her tongue and her deep tone vibrated in the elder’s eardrums.

“Mhm-” Chaewon tried answering, but whimpering took over her voice. She could feel the girl’s knuckles working their way further inside her vagina. Her heart was still begging to not change her mentality on saving herself for her beloved Yerim, but her head and body were saying something entirely different. She wasn’t sure about who she wanted to listen to the most.

“Chaewonnie, my good girl…” Yeojin whispered into her ear and let her tongue roam inside her lobe and around the helix, with biting in between of course.

This was something definitely new for her. Come on, getting aroused because someone had stuck their wet squishy muscle and let it wiggle in the deepest part of your ear? Chaewon’s face was blushing profusely as her body squirmed uncontrollably underneath. No one had ever done this to her, honestly she wasn’t even aware someone could ever have the guts to do something like this. Oh, how many times had she accidentally underestimated the younger woman by now?

Yeojin used this opportunity to push another finger inside the willing orifice, she was becoming wetter by the second. How much she wanted to just be buried inside the love of her life already. But soon… soon enough.

She could feel the twitch of Chaewon’s eyebrows from underneath her palm still shielding her vision, so her tongue rooted itself lower in the lobe’s hole. Yeojin was prepared to do anything to distract the brunette as she worked her best to loosen her up. To get what she was really after, in the end.

“Shhhiiiit…” Chaewon’s body was practically vibrating from the ecstasy caused by the tingling sensation in her ear, that was expanding towards her other erogenous zones.

She couldn't handle how amazing and hard Yeojin's tongue and fingering were working to make her submissive to her, but she found herself cumming just as the youngster's pink muscle twitched inside and her teeth grazed against her lobe. Her juices spraying all over the four digits that were dying to drill more in the gripping orifice.

“YEOJIN!! I-... AHH I-..” Chaewon couldn’t seem to finish her sentence, her request. She wanted to blame it on the intense climax she was still trying to ride out, but she knew it was because she was scared. A coward, even.

“Yes, Chaewonnie?” Yeojin roughly purred, taking her tongue out and letting it rest while she went back to biting and marking her small tits. “I want to hear you say it…’

“I DON’T TH-TH- INK THAAAT I C-C- AHH FUCK JINNIE RIGHT THERE!!” Chaewon grabbed onto her shoulders and bucked her hips against the fingers curling inside her at the moment. Suddenly craving something thicker to fill her up.

“You know I’d give you the world, Wonnie…” There was a sadness in her voice, but she didn’t let her emotions get the best of her. She focused on her task of making the most beautiful being in this universe feel good. Because she pressed her hand closer to her soaking cunt, Yeojin’s palm was continuously rubbing up on her clit, causing the woman underneath to convulse more as she yelled out painfully.

“AHHH JINNIE!!! PLEASE!! PLEASE JINNIE!!”

It wasn’t exactly an invitation, but it was going to be the closest one she was going to verbally receive from the distracted, excited brunette. Yeojin opened up her palm again, and after ignoring Chaewon’s tiny tantrum over the loss of touch, she replaced it with her cockhead when repositioning the angle so the tip could bump against the quivering button instead.

Taking a few moments to let the elder cherish this act that she loved so much, Yeojin distracted her with it as her fingers slowly inched out of her less-of-a-virgin hole. At least, she hoped she had stretched her out enough. She couldn’t believe this was actually going to finally happen. Chaewon had begged for her, over Yerim.

In long, smooth strokes, Yeojin’s penis slid from her clit all the way down to almost poking her butthole. She kept repeating this action over and over until she was sure another orgasm from her trapped prey was approaching. This way, it would hurt less once she actually truly entered her canal and also it gave her more time to cover herself in Chaewon’s juices so she wouldn’t be dry upon penetration.

“Yeojin-nnie, I’m-I’m clo-” That was enough confirmation.

Wanting to witness the wonderful view of finally getting to be connected with her forever crush, she arched her body away to watch her head slowly push against the very dampy area. She had at last taken her hand away, and the elder’s eyes started to flutter open, slightly. Chaewon gasped once she realized the cock was already disappearing between her folds, they were already tightly holding onto the girl.

“Yeojin..! W-” But it was too late.

Just as the younger went further in her cunt than she’d ever done before, her thumb was giving her clit the extra attention it needed in order for Chaewon to be climaxing again. Yeojin used it to her advantage by bringing her hips just a bit closer to her. Then, she stopped all her movements so they could take this moment in.

She couldn’t stand being so far away from her so she inched closer, unintentionally moving in the tight orifice. Being near her face, she could see the way she flinched at knowing how deep she truly was inside now. She even witnessed the way her eyes were tearing up, not sure of what the elder might exactly be sniffling about, she tried offering her words to make her feel better.

“I promise to keep this between us, if that’s what you would prefer…” Chaewon met her soft stare with glossy pupils, she was holding back the best that she could, not wanting to be someone who cried while they lost their virginity.

“...I won’t tell Choerry that I popped your cherry…” The untimely cheesiness brought a quiet giggle out of Chaewon, but her squinting eyes brought out a teardrop she’d tried so hard to keep at bay. “..or anyone else, I promise. After this, you can still be a virgin, for whenever your time with her comes…”

Chaewon gazed into Yeojin’s soul, suddenly appreciating and admiring her from a different perspective. Seeing her from this new light, she felt truly lucky to have someone like her taking care of her in this important moment in a young woman’s life. She decided to stop stalling, she offered her kindest smile and nodded up at the girl above, agreeing and consenting.

Yeojin’s eyebrows shot up, bringing another giggle out of Chaewon because she understood why the younger would be so surprised she had given her permission, at last. She was finally choosing her first, instead of Yerim. Secretly. No one would ever know about this. But still, she would gladly take this as a win knowing her appendage will be coated in her precious soulmate’s virgin blood. This was everything she had ever hoped for and had waited countless years for, but now that it was actually happening, the look of happiness and anticipation in the brunette's eyes meant more. So much more.

“Are.. Are you sure?” Yeojin threaded carefully, there was still time to turn back of course. Chaewon brought her hands up to hold onto either side of her hips and pulled her waist towards her heat just a bit, enjoying the sting in her narrow canal.

“I’ve never been more sure… You were right after all… You really do know my body...”

Chaewon blushed and looked away, embarrassed at her confession. She was being completely honest, though. She was more sure she’d rather have an amazing time in losing her purity with someone who knew how to touch her in the right places so it wouldn’t be as painful either, rather than have an awkward and maybe unsatisfied first time. At least this way, technically, she could still have both.

That was all Yeojin needed to hear in order to continue. She wasted no time in bringing her face closer again and shoving her tongue down the woman’s pretty ear once more. Wanting to keep her focused on any kind of pleasure as she eased more of her length inside the damp, cramped orifice.

Her tongue worked its magic swirling throughout all the nooks and crannies, diving into any space that brought the beautiful moans out of her precious soulmate. Chaewon was responding exactly how she expected her to, so she unintentionally jerked her hips forward and ended up almost bottoming out.

“AH! YEOJIN WHAT-!!” Chaewon’s pained yelling pierced the other woman’s above eardrum, causing her to flinch to where pussy lips were now kissing the base of her cock.

“WONNIE!! I’M SO SORRY!! Let me make it better..” She rushed over to harshly nibble on the elder’s neck so she’d channel her energy into the ache that’s come from there and not her vagina.

Chaewon was loving every second of this, loving the thrill that was flowing through her bloodstream and since she had orgasmed twice already, she could feel the aftershocks of those coursing through her, too. She never realized how good sex could be or feel. At least she hadn’t realized how good a couple of virgins could be together. Honestly, she wasn’t even aware if Yeojin was actually a virgin, either. Maybe she wasn’t, from the way she was moving her hips and hitting her spot so fucking well…

“Jinnie, are you... c-close?”

“I… I want to cum inside you so bad alre-F-FUCK! Ahh! Wonnie!! You feel so amazing!! I don’t want to look like a loser and finish so soon, especially for you…” Yeojin looked up from her neck-kissing to give her an honest look in her gaze, but maybe that had been a mistake.

It was in the way the corner of Chaewon’s mouth smirked upwards and her eyes changed into a sweeter shade of appreciation. The younger and shorter woman was so thoughtful, she truly did only care about making her happy. She always knew of course, but it’s as if today was the first time she was really noticing Yeojin and her efforts.

“Cum inside me, Jinnie…” Chaewon had lifted her face closer to the girl above, whispering it directly in her ear with a few pitchy whimpers trailing behind her words.

“FUCK!! WONNIEEE!!” That was all it took for Yeojin to spurt all her seed into her soulmate’s warm and inviting womb. She had been ready to pull out at any moment’s notice, but she hadn’t been prepared for this. This breathtaking, devious angel was out to ruin her! No wonder the short girl had been pining for so long.

Yeojin inched forward to imprint Chaewon’s smooth shoulder as she spilled more cum into her cervix. Hearing and feeling how filled her cunt was, drove the brunette wild with pleasure, and she didn’t understand why. So she even surprised herself at the next words that left her shaking mouth.

“More!! Yeojinnie, give me more!! FILL ME WITH ALL OF IT!!!” Chaewon’s high-pitched screams could be strong enough to break a champagne tower.

“W-WONNIE??” Yeojin couldn’t believe her ears, and still couldn’t believe her eyes at seeing the older woman beneath her being so submissive, and asking for more of what she always said she didn’t want.

Thankfully, Yeojin’s stroke game didn’t have much practice before this either, so seeing her beloved crush being like this for just her, and only her, brought her to climax again. Just like the brunette had been begging for, ropes and ropes of semen squished their way inside the very stuffed and crowded cunt.

Seeing her lovely younger member reacting so quickly to what she needed so badly, sent her over the edge along with her. She had never realized how much she loved having Yeojin in the palm of her hand, in a good way of course. She still truthfully cared for the younger girl. Always would, always will.

"Yeo- Yeojin-"

"God, I am over the moon to hear you stuttering my name instead of.."

"Hey!! Not fair, shush." Chaewon playfully planted a weak punch on the shoulder hovering above her.

"Mm, I'm totally kidding!! Chaewon, the goddess of my life-"

"Wow, you really are a cheese ball, Jinnie…" If there was something the elder was terribly at, it was hiding her emotions in her expressions. And right now, she looked at the younger as if she was being a tad bit clingy.

Yeojin could take a hint. Obviously, as it was probably the only reason why their union tonight had even happened. She stopped poking fun at the elder and looked over their bodies instead. Wanting to memorize any other details from today’s eventful, spontaneous fun.

“Why don’t we get ourselves cleaned up before someone gets curious and comes looking for us, hehe..” Yeojin shyly giggled while she peppered the woman's chest with kisses one last time before slowly moving so she could ease herself out, hoping to not hurt her or do something to make her more sore in the morning. They still had a schedule to follow after all, their new comeback had just started.

Chaewon nodded and laughed at the tickles the girl spread across her small cleavage. She watched silently and in amazement at the girl hovering over her, seeing the way she carefully did everything around her. She was slightly touched by how gentle Yeojin was acting when she started to clean up their mixed cum, making sure it didn't leave any suspicious stains behind or rub the napkins too tough against her thighs and hole.

After they were done and finally cleaned up, Yeojin helped Chaewon walk out of their secret dirty hiding spot. Except when they left this time, it was now more secretive and even dirtier.

The brunette found her own pace and thanked Yeojin, sincerely, for everything they'd done and talked about before she left to walk into the living room alone to not raise suspicion. The maknae sighed to herself when she was left to herself, it seemed things were already back to normal.

The younger woman felt a pang of hurt in her chest but distracted it with the knowledge and memory of what they'd just engaged in minutes ago. She got the rest of her things, including her phone that caught her attention right away.

Yeojin's eyes expanded like saucers. She had been unaware that her camera had kept recording them from some dumb game they'd been playing earlier. Obviously, she stopped recording it right away, but then her finger lingered over the play button. Curious of what exactly had been caught on her phone.

Unfortunately, someone interrupted her secretive thoughts by barging in without knocking, scaring Yeojin and almost causing her to drop the device that contained private evidence. She quickly hid the phone in her pocket and tried to act as nonchalantly as she could.

Hopefully, she doesn't end up forgetting to delete something so personal and sacred that anyone could get their hands on.

the more, the merrier

The odds of getting the dorm all to yourself were very, very slim, especially when it came to living with eleven other girls. So, she was going to take advantage of this. Yerim roamed the hallways, twirling and skipping about the quiet dorm while her hands tried their best to not drop the purple video camera she was currently filming with for her new vlog. "Amazing, I guess I really am all alone today!" What a perfect time to finally figure out what I'd like my vlog's intro to be. Or so, she thought.

A high-pitched whining noise, that sounded like a wounded animal, made her jump and her hands shook causing her to almost let go of her video camera. Concerned and worried Yerim couldn't help but walk towards the sound. What if it really is a wounded animal? I can't let them be in pain! Cautiously, Yerim continued walking down the narrow hallway that led to the furthest room in their dorm, where the girls mostly used for storage or extra practice space. She turned into the last corner of the house and noticed that the door had been left open with a crack small enough to peek through.

Another whine made its way through the cracked door and echoed throughout Yerim's thoughts until she realized what it was she actually heard. That can't be moaning... right? She tiptoed closer to the door, tilting her head so she could peek through the tiny space and see what, or who was in there. Goosebumps rose along Yerim's arms and made their way to her face where she couldn't help but start blushing. Is that..?

Jinsoul was starting to get bored. Not only was she getting bored of the current situation she was in, but she was also growing bored of her sexual partner of the week, and it was only their second day. It wasn't necessarily Heejin's fault, although it might as well have been. Jinsoul had been craving this cute bunny with puppy dog eyes for a while, but it turns out it's not that fun getting involved with such an innocent mind.

Taking her eyes off a very focused Heejin who was busy riding her thigh, she threw her head back in annoyance and let out a fake groan. To Heejin, this was the greatest thing she's ever done and the best she's ever felt. When Jinsoul had found out that she was still a virgin, she thought about how fun it would be to corrupt a sweet naive mind, but this was the farthest they had gotten because of how shy Heejin was. She couldn't stand it any longer! There had to be something she could do so Heejin could open herself up to new things, even if it meant she wouldn't be opening herself up for Jinsoul, ba dum tss.

"Unnie? S-sorry... Are you not enjoying yourself?" Jinsoul snapped her head up and looked at her sweet worried expression. "No! It's not that Heekie! Umm.." she had to think of something quick. Even if she WAS bored, she couldn't break any confidence Heekie had gained since they started doing this. "It's just that I was afraid I was going to cum too soon, so I was trying to distract myself from that, heh.." she said with an awkward chuckle. "Look, maybe we can try something new this time, yeah? Just this once! Honestly, Heekie, if you don't like it then I'll leave you alone and we can go at whatever pace you'd like, I promise." she finished talking and added her cute smile that no one could ever resist. "Hmm, okay unnie. I trust you!"

Heejin got up from Jinsoul's lap and waited to be told what was next. Not wanting to sit on the hardwood chair any longer, Jinsoul got as well and looked around the somewhat crowded room, trying to find or think of an idea. Her eyes lit up when they landed on the medium-sized bean bag chair no one had used in months. "Oh Heekie, we're about to have some fun."

Yerim's neck was starting to hurt from how long she had been tilting it at an uncomfortable angle. She stopped peeking for a few seconds to rub her neck and any knots that might've formed from this. Giggling echoing from the room caught her attention again, but she wasn't going to put her neck through more pain just yet, so she decided to eavesdrop until she was ready.

Yerim realized after a couple of minutes of only hearing footsteps, more giggles, and soft whispering, that she wasn't feeling entertained anymore. Mm, guess I'll have to go back to watching. At that moment, a new idea popped into her pervy mind. She pushed the door open very slowly and quietly, unsure of which direction her unnies might be facing now. Yerim understood what she was doing right now was very wrong, so she was definitely not willing to get caught. Once again, she peeked through the door's bigger crease just long enough to see where her unnies had moved to. Seeing that the coast was clear, her hand that was still holding tightly onto her video camera rose up to her eye level. She then hit the record button.

Heejin had gotten comfortable taking up the entire space of the bean bag chair when she stretched her legs open. She hadn't meant to wear a short skirt hoping that something like this would happen, but was relieved for it nonetheless. Jinsoul was kneeling in front of her wide-opened legs and reached forward to take Heejin's hot pink panties off. "Are you going to kiss me down there unnie?" she giggled once more. Jinsoul gave her a wicked grin and said, "You won't be getting any spoilers from me." She set the young one's underwear on a footstool next to her and scanned the room trying to locate a specific box. Ah! There you are.

Yerim almost dropped her camera when she saw Jinsoul walking in her direction, but all she did was open up a box that was near the door and started digging through it in search of something. She watched as her unnie excitedly pulled out a faded blue scarf and headed back towards Heejin. She witnessed the whole exchange of Jinsoul explaining why she got the scarf and what she planned to do, and Heejin nodded shyly but with an eager smile, too. Jinsoul walked over to be behind her and knelt down again to tilt Heejin's head back and push her long hair away from her face and shoulders. She covered the innocent bunny's eyes and tied it neatly around her head. Jinsoul stood up and went back to her place, in front of Heejin's exposed area.

She moved closer and placed a soft kiss on the young girl's cheek before going down to her pretty neck that was asking to be covered in hickeys. After a few seconds of sucking lightly, she muttered between the neck kisses "Mm, I love your soft skin so much Heekie, but now I want to know how you feel on the inside. No, no! Don't worry baby girl, I'm only going to use my fingers, okay? Remember you can trust me." Heejin bit her lip in anticipation but nodded in agreement. This action caught her attention. Heejin gasped when she felt her unnie's finger pull on her bottom lip to set it free. "How about you bite, or suck, on this instead?" Just like that, her mouth was invaded by Jinsoul's thumb.

Yerim's eyes grew wider as she watched all of this as it went on. She never knew seeing her unnies doing something like this would be so... hot! Even though this was definitely turning her on, and she most definitely had a boner at the moment, Yerim couldn't convince herself that it was okay to jerk off to this live porno.. at first. Trying her best to keep the camera steady in her right hand, she used her left hand to grope the outline in her grey sweatpants. Up and down, she rubbed herself a bit faster while she watched Jinsoul roll Heejin's shirt up and expose her perky, pretty tits. As soon as Jinsoul's tongue started to circle around the hardened nipple, Yerim let out a quiet groan. Fuck, this is so hot.

Jinsoul's teeth came out for a second to gently tug on her pink nub, while Heekie focused on sucking her thumb. She'd been enjoying the nipple play so much that she stopped paying attention on keeping her mouth closed around the thumb, so her saliva was now drooling out and sliding down her neck. Jinsoul's eyes zeroed in on the glistening drool making its way down in between Heekie's breasts, giving her another great idea. "Do you still trust me, baby girl?" "Mhmnng.." is the only response she could manage.

Yerim's breath hitched. Jinsoul unnie stood up again to remove her boxer shorts, finally revealing her big erection. You've got to be joking? Yerim couldn't believe her cock was that big. It was a monster! Suddenly, she was feeling very jealous of Heejin. How did she not want to be ruined by that beautiful thick cock? Yerim felt more grateful than ever to have her very handy video camera. This is something she'll be replaying over and over. She stopped rubbing herself outside the sweatpants and stuck her hand inside instead, craving skin-to-skin contact. Pre-cum had started to leak from her tip already, so an unexpected moan escaped her shaky lips as she palmed herself. Yerim sucked in her breath, fearing that they might've heard that.

Heejin didn't hear anything, for she was too distracted with her nervous thoughts of what her unnie would do next. Jinsoul, on the other hand, froze and slowly turned towards the door. A twinkle of mischief sparked in her eyes as they locked with Yerim's, raising an eyebrow at her that translated into are you enjoying the show? Yerim was unable to move due to embarrassment, but that didn't stop her from continuing to rub her cock. She couldn't help but feel more aroused at the fact that her unnie caught her in the act. Jinsoul noticed it as well, and just like that her boredom vanished as a lightbulb went off in her head.

I want to see. Yerim read Jinsoul's lips and immediately took her hand out to pull her sweatpants down to her ankles. Her cock twitched and throbbed begging to be touched again, with pre-cum still leaking from the tip and now onto the floor. Good girl, Jinsoul mouthed out the words, adding a smirk.

Heejin was growing more anxious though, and with a shaky voice she asked "Um, unnie? Is everything okay?" Snapping her attention back towards her, she began to squat down hovering just over Heekie's stomach, her feet placed on either side. "Oh, bunny, sorry. Don't worry, everything's fine. The fun's just about to start! Now do me a favor, yeah? Can you please hold your tits closer together for me?" Jinsoul asked using aegyo. Heekie did as told, bringing her breasts closer together. Focusing on those cute pink nipples again, that was still glistening from when she was sucking on them earlier, somehow got her more hard.

Not wanting to wait any longer, she finally sat down on Heekie's stomach and aligned her cock to squeeze between those beautiful breasts. Heejin happily hummed, liking the sensation of having a cock fucking her without having to penetrate what she wanted to protect the most at the moment. Jinsoul's rocking motions started out slow, taking in how good her cock felt against the saliva that hadn't dried on Heekie's chest yet. Jinsoul's head turned to look back at Yerim and signaled that it was okay for her to start touching herself again.

This isn't what Yerim had expected, at all! She quietly took a couple of steps forward, hoping to get a better view, and placed the video camera on the chair they'd abandoned earlier. Making sure that it was perfectly angled to continue filming her unnies, she began wrapping both hands around her cock. Yerim bit her lip before she could accidentally let out another moan. The rhythm of how fast her hands were moving seemed to match her older unnie's speed. Now that she had a more clear view of what they were doing, her arousal-ness had skyrocketed and it felt like she wasn't going to be able to last long.

Jinsoul wanted to laugh from seeing Yerim trying to edge herself, but she was also struggling with the same thing. Fucking Heekie's breasts was the hottest thing she'd done in a while, and if this is how she was going to cum quickly, then she'll have to cum the right way. Forcefully, she pulled Heekie's lip again and used the other hand to pull her head up more forward. "Now suck," she commanded. Heekie's mouth opened wide, wrapping her lips around her unnie's cock head. Jinsoul groaned so loudly at this, making her quicken her thrusts.

Watching how beautiful her breasts looked bouncing around and getting fucked just made her want to play with them once more. The support that had helped Heejin keep her head up forward was now gone. She pulled back and freed her mouth to be able to ask what happened when an unexpected moan came out of her. Her nipples were now being pinched and tugged again, causing her to let out moans she'd never heard herself make before.

The other two girls felt their bodies being swarmed with goosebumps and shivers from hearing the bunny moaning so adorably. Yerim was basically in pain from trying not to cum too quick, but her cute unnie was going to make her spill all over the floor if she kept moaning like that. She felt that it would be a crime if her cum went to waste, so she mustered the courage to walk closer to them. Yerim now stood beside the footstool that held onto Heejin's hot pink panties, and being the pervert that she'd proven herself to be, she grabbed the panties and stuffed them right into her own mouth. Hoping that this would help her be more quiet with her moaning, she went back to jerking off at a normal pace. Tasting the wetness of Heekie from the panties caused her to knit her eyebrows together, trying to think of something that could stop her from bursting right now.

Jinsoul sent Yerim a wink that pierced through her soul. She never thought the dorm's sunshine girl could be this secretly dirty. Jinsoul would've chuckled at the sight of her panty-filled mouth, but Heejin had gone back to sucking on her sensitive head. Her thrusts were starting to slow down knowing her orgasm was coming. Keeping her right hand on Heekie's nipple, she leaned back so her left hand could do some work on that wet pink pussy she still left untouched. Heejin was feeling so tender already, it didn't take much for her to be moaning out, "Unnie oh my- I'm gonna c-cum if you keep rubbing my c-clit like that!"

Yerim and Jinsoul felt the excitement rushing through their bodies. They didn't need to look at each other to know what needed to be done next. Jinsoul kept circling her clit quicker, while fucking Heekie's breasts faster. Yerim couldn't take it anymore, but she knew to wait for her unnies to cum first so she stopped touching her cock and focused on watching them.

Heejin's nose scrunched up in the cutest way before she was finally cumming and spasming under Jinsoul. Her moans and whines were just enough to send Jinsoul over the edge too, after a couple of more jabs onto Heekie's tongue and open mouth. It was kind of perfect the way her cum squirted right into her mouth, just how Jinsoul wanted, and loved the way some it poured out from there being so much. Yerim's hands had gone back to her sensitive cock the second she heard her unnie cum, and of course it didn't take much for her either. Her teeth bit deeper into the cloth of the panties as she geared up to finally release, after edging herself for so long.

Jinsoul took her cock out of Heekie's mouth and jerked off some more to make it seem like she was still cumming. The perfect timing for Yerim to shoot her ropes onto Heekie's cute soft face. "Woah, unnie! You're still cumming?" she giggled as she felt more drops falling onto her blushing cheeks. "Oh bunny, you're so hot, why wouldn't I have so cum ready for you?"

Jinsoul turned her head and looked deep into Yerim's eyes and said something that was meant for both her toys, "That was so good, hope you enjoyed it, too. And we should definitely do this again." She winked, Yerim blushed, and Heejin was already mentioning the next available day the dorm should be empty...

Tag You're It

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Yerim was impatiently waiting for her mother at the bus stop. She had spent the last three months at Summer Science Camp and wondered if it should be her last year. She was already nineteen and was old enough to stop attending but she insisted on still going, even if as a camp counselor. Her inquisitive nature and impressionable character kept her curiosity for the mysterious and unknown alive even though she was no longer a kid. Perhaps it was the way she was born, or maybe how she grew up nurtured and loved in her country home, but Yerim never lost her child-like wonder.

Yerim had missed her mom. They were thick as thieves. After all, they only had each other. Yerim’s dad had been out of the picture for as long as she could remember and she had not known any other parent than her mom, who she considered her best friend. She couldn’t wait to see her and tell her all about her latest project about making saltwater drinkable. She was thinking that they could save a lot on water bottles and help the environment when suddenly, she saw her mother’s pick-up truck heading her way. 

“Sweetie! How have you been? Did your hair really grow that much longer over one summer?” Yerim’s mom beamed over having her daughter back and reached over to go through the locks once she entered the vehicle.

Yerim smiled brightly at the gesture and spoke in her usual chipper tone. “Mom, it was so much fun! I wish you could’ve been there. The kids were amazing and we learned a lot of new things I didn’t know about before… And don’t get me started on all the ways we came up with to save the environment!!” She filled the space inside the vehicle with her excited chatter of the things she did while she’d been away.

Jungeun was listening to her precious child talk about her Science Camp adventures and smiled with content at her excitement. She was happy Yerim had enjoyed herself, but wished to know how she would react to the news she had for her. However, she didn’t want to cut off her ramblings and waited for the best opportunity to share her own very happy news.

Mother and daughter lived in a cabin in the woods by the lake. Away from civilization. They were used to being somewhat isolated from the chaos of the real world and enjoyed the seclusion. Because of that, Jungeun was worried about telling Yerim about what had happened during the three months she had been absent. Be as it may, they were only half a mile away from home, so before Yerim got the surprise of her life, Jungeun thought it was the best time to tell her.

“Sweetie, sorry to interrupt you but I have something important to share...” Jungeun felt nervousness pick up.

“Yes, mommy?” Yerim opened her eyes like big saucers. Jungeun believed it would be better to rip the band-aid, be straightforward.

“I met someone while you were away.” Jungeun confessed.

“What do you mean by someone?” Jungeun loved her daughter’s innocence but this time not so much.

“I’m in love, Yerim.” Jungeun deadpanned.

“What?” Yerim’s shock was evident.

“Her name is Jinsoul. I met her at the supermarket and we got along right away. We’ve been living together for the past couple of months and… I’ve never felt happier, sweetie. Not even with your dad. I feel like this is the first time I’ve truly loved someone.” Jungeun acknowledged while blushing. Since the moment she had set her eyes on Jinsoul, she had known she wasn’t like the others. She was special and she hoped her daughter could see it too when she introduced them.

Yerim tried her best to keep her face neutral, trying to take in everything her mother had just said. She didn’t want to accidentally twitch an eyebrow and make her mom think she hated the idea of her finally finding someone again. There were a lot of different emotions and feelings running through her at the moment, but the one that most pulled her focus in was the thirst for more knowledge about this person. Yerim should learn to be careful though, curiosity killed the cat in the end, anyway.

But she still couldn’t shake how intrigued she was feeling right now, especially because her mother had used the love word. The ‘in love’ words actually, and more importantly she had already started living with them, too? It was enough to shock every bone in her body. Her mother… Was in love? 

Despite the scandalous revelation, Yerim knew she had to be supportive, all because of the words ‘I’ve never felt happier’. Her mom’s happiness was the only thing to matter in this entire galaxy. She opened her mouth slightly to say something, but the timing felt off since her mom had just made the turn into their driveway. Instead of at least giving her congratulations or anything, they sat in silence for what seemed like forever.

Jungeun parked the car and got out without saying much else. She was waiting for Yerim to say something, anything. Yet, before either of them spoke, someone shouted at Jungeun. A very wet someone who, as soon as she spotted the pick-up truck, came out of the lake in a rush. It was Jinsoul.

“Doll!!!” Jinsoul waved at Jungeun from a distance. 

A wide-eyed Yerim stared at the stranger who’d suddenly appeared. She was unable to comprehend the beautiful creature that was running over to them, but also felt strange when she first laid eyes on her. This immaculate stranger was in a stunning bikini that showed off her amazing toned body, and the closer she got to them, Yerim noticed her facial features looked as if out of this world. This person was almost… Perfect. Too perfect. Yerim continued to stare in awe while the flawless woman headed towards her mother.

Moreover, when the two older women were next to each other, that’s when Yerim noticed something else. This perfect stranger was way, way, younger than her mom. 

“Hello, baby… Taking a dip?” Jungeun didn’t care that Jinsoul was soaking wet and hugged her without delay.

“You know me, doll.” Jinsoul reciprocated the hug and then lowered her hands onto Jungeun’s buttocks, not caring that someone might be watching. She always got frisky whenever Jungeun was around. She couldn’t help herself.

Yerim still hadn’t stopped staring at the odd couple. When the woman started to get grabby and began sucking face with her mother, she blushed and looked away. She couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed, too. Her mom should know better than to act like a horny teenager in front of her actual teenager. 

“Baby, before I forget...” Jungeun said and Yerim thought it was weird how intense her mother was getting into the makeout session.

“Hmmm??” Jinsoul hummed but continued ravishing her girlfriend’s mouth. Jungeun tried pushing her away and gestured to Yerim, finally.

Jinsoul bit Jungeun’s lower lip before letting go of her to meet her daughter. She examined the youngster from head to toe and let out a slight smirk that was not noticed by either of them. 

“You must be Yerim.” Jinsoul stated. A mischievous smile displayed on her face as she took her hand out expecting Yerim to shake it.

The grossed-out daughter didn’t shake Jinsoul’s hand right away, but she at least had the courage to look her in the eyes after that disgusting display of affection. There was something in the way this new woman was looking at her, she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

Hesitantly, Yerim finally reached out and shook the beautiful stranger’s perfectly calloused hand. She stayed unsure of Jinsoul, but because she loved her dear mother so much, she was willing to give her a fair chance. 

After the welcoming moment had passed, Jinsoul helped with carrying Yerim’s bags out of the car and watched as the mother and daughter walked inside the cabin together. Things were about to get more interesting around here. 

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Yerim turned off the shower lever and stepped out of the tub. After such a tiresome trip, she needed to refresh into the water, so she went straight to rinse off everything as if it would make her feel better, which it did. She felt that her mood had improved a whole lot, and felt stress leaving her shoulders. 

In that moment, she decided she’d do whatever to help make Jinsoul feel welcome. She acknowledged that it was all still so strange, but the new character deserved to be given the benefit of the doubt. No more weirdness from Yerim, only smiles from now on. She continued to dry her damp body while she wrestled with those thoughts, then used the same towel to wrap her hair up in a knot.

Yerim quickly got dressed in a loose crop top and gym shorts, and made her way out of the bathroom after slipping on her shower sandals. She headed out into the hallway towards her room when she heard something that made her freeze. 

It was faint, but there seemed to be some type of whining sound echoing where she stood. Of course, she couldn’t fight her curiosity, so she followed the noise and soon found herself walking towards her mother’s room. The closer she got to the noise, the louder and clearer it became. It was definitely whining she’d heard, but also with a mix of soft moaning and other lewd sounds. The first thing Yerim figured it might be, was that her mom had been doing a workout she couldn’t keep up with. Well, it wouldn’t hurt to take a look and laugh at how silly her cute mom is, right?

The door to her room wasn’t closed all the way, so Yerim thought it was best to peek through the small opening in case Jungeun was doing something she shouldn’t be concerned about. Yerim hadn’t known how right she would be. Her mom was, in fact, doing something inappropriate that she shouldn’t be watching, and yet she couldn’t look away from the scene. 

Her mother Jungeun was sprayed out on the mattress while a punishing Jinsoul was thrusting her hips wildly against her core. The slaps of their pelvises making contact echoed in the room and Yerim blinked her eyes in disbelief at what she was witnessing. The sounds she heard suddenly made sense at such a display. 

Yerim’s heart started beating fast and her instinct told her to get out of there but there was something that lured her to stay put and watch the scene. Perhaps it was the sensual way Jinsoul was swaying her hips while she pounded her mother or maybe it was the blissful moans her mother was emitting. Whatever it was, she knew it was wrong to stare. She kept doing it anyway.

Jungeun was being railed fervently, each stroke of Jinsoul’s rhythmic hips sending her to an agonizing whimper while a smile sat on her face. Jinsoul’s muscular back tightened as she fucked Jungeun with white-hot desire. Every thrust felt like a stab. Jungeun’s legs trembling at the action. Her shaking limbs encouraged Jinsoul, who went deeper into her as she held her hands on her own and pressed them onto the bed.

Yerim was violating their privacy but also violating every known rule out there. It was unthinkable to see her own mother fucking but here she was. Stuck to the ground, leaning on the door, eyes wide opened, salivating at the view and wishing the growing wetness between her legs would cease. She felt ashamed of her reaction which was only natural.

Jinsoul’s pace quickened suddenly and Yerim covered her mouth to swallow a groan. The thought of seeing the beautiful stranger climaxing sent the wildest thought into her mind as she imagined what it would feel like to be in her mother’s place. Her sinful thoughts seemed to have reached her, though, because suddenly, Jinsoul forced herself to stop and turned around. A cocky smirk displayed.

Yerim covered her whole face with her hands in a useless attempt to hide. Adrenaline rushing through her body while she waited for the worst. Yet, it never came. She removed her hands and realized that Jinsoul didn’t seem to care about her intrusion. In fact, she hadn’t turned her head away but was staring deeply into her soul instead. 

In the meantime, Jinsoul had lifted her mother’s leg and positioned her lying body in a perfect angle for Yerim to see her. Yerim was beet-red because of her shame. But that didn’t prevent her from fixating her sight on her mother’s hole being drilled by Jinsoul’s thick appendage. Her slick pussy lips wrapping around Jinsoul’s girth as she dived deep within her. Yerim felt grateful her mother’s eyes were closed.

Jinsoul continued smirking at Yerim while she ripped her mother apart whose only form of communication consisted of whimpers and whines. If Yerim hadn’t known better, she would have believed her mother was being attacked. She cried out and complained like she was getting killed and maybe in a way she was. The only way Yerim could describe Jinsoul’s movements were as murderous and she asked herself how it would feel.

Jinsoul was drenched in sweat but she didn’t appear tired at all. A fact Yerim could confirm when she changed positions and put her mother on all fours on the mattress. Right after, Jinsoul palmed her ass and spanked it loudly. Jungeun’s flat buttcheeks wiggled for her daughter to see. Then, Jinsoul put a firm hand on her back, forcing her to lower her body which Jungeun did, presenting herself to Jinsoul and submitting to her will. 

Jinsoul grabbed her by the hips and forcefully slammed her length into her in one distressing move. Yerim wanted to scream. It had to hurt. Her mother wailed and tears fell down her face. Whereas, Jinsoul chuckled while still facing Yerim. Deep, powerful thrusts followed and soon enough Yerim saw her mother's body convulsing beneath Jinsoul. She knew what that meant, she was no child even though she wanted to believe she was still one. Her mother was orgasming and Jinsoul didn’t take too long to follow her and arched her back in pleasure, nailing her mother to the surface as small glowing protuberances appeared on her back and then disappeared before Yerim could even process what she had seen. 

Just as quickly as the couple came, they stopped their fucking as well. Yerim, still unable to move from her spot, witnessed Jinsoul exit swiftly from her passed out mother and get off the bed. Jinsoul grabbed a nearby towel and wrapped it around her neck, letting it fall on her shoulders, but not using anything else to cover herself up. 

Yerim blushed harder when the perfect naked woman walked towards her, where she had a full view of all her sacred areas. Jinsoul’s cock bounced around, half-erect, without a care in the world as she made her way past the teenager and continued walking through the hallway. Soon after, she heard the front door close, which meant Jinsoul must’ve left the house in a hurry. Was she on her way to clean herself up in the lake, instead of the nice accommodating shower they had here?

Yerim’s thoughts came back to reality when she realized she’d been focusing on the wrong thing. She was worried about where Jinsoul should clean herself up right after sex when she should be asking herself, why the heck was Jinsoul staring into her soul as she pounded the life out of her mom? And why had Yerim found it so hot? 

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The next morning Yerim felt that what she had witnessed had been a fever dream. The idea of her mother’s girlfriend being an exhibitionist, or not caring about boundaries, was unfathomable to even question it. Therefore, she pushed the harrowing event to the back of her mind and focused on what was important. 

She was resolute on giving Jinsoul an opportunity so she didn’t question her mother when over breakfast she suggested for her and Jinsoul to have some alone time, so they could get to know each other better. As a result, they were now in the middle of the lake, awkwardly staring at each other while Jinsoul attempted to row the boat and sought ways to make conversation. Both had tried multiple times to start up something that wouldn't somehow lead back to what had happened the day before. The tension between them was so thick, you could almost cut it with a knife. Yerim was particularly unsure of how to even bring up the weather, without somehow still picturing this woman naked.

Jinsoul was still willing to try, so she gave the teenager another once over in hopes to find something that could spark a connection. Her eyes fixed on the muscular arms the younger had poking through the tank top she was wearing. Which only made her eyes keep traveling down, where she also noticed how toned her thighs and calves were in those gym shorts Yerim was still wearing from yesterday.

"Do you play any sports?" Jinsoul's lame attempt at small talk didn't go unnoticed, as Yerim smiled weakly before responding.

"No, but I like to take jogs around our land, and even sometimes swim in the lake." Jinsoul cooed at the fact that the younger humored her, but wasn't sure how to keep the talkative mood alive. 

Yerim realized she might be coming off a bit rude, so she countered by asking Jinsoul if she also did any sports. It was obvious that she had to be doing some type of hardcore exercise to have a body as fit and perfect as hers.

"Not Really! Although, I do enjoy swimming laps around the water as much as I can. It's almost as if I could've been a fish or tentacled monster in a previous life, with how much I love being in the water!" Yerim watched as the older woman erupted into laughter and snort as if she'd told the funniest joke ever. Jinsoul even slapped her right knee hard, but then picked up on the fact that she was the only one laughing, the girl already looking away from their previous eye contact. 

Jinsoul followed Yerim's gaze, where it landed on the oars that she was currently using to row their boat around the quiet still lake. A not-so-lit lightbulb appeared in her head as she thought of another way they could maybe interact. It was strange how badly the woman wanted to be close to the girl, so she stayed hopeful that Yerim would take the bait.

Jinsoul lifted one of the oars in her direction, slightly thrusting her body forward and with an amusing look on her face. "Would you like to try it out?" Yerim looked up at her with confusion. It's true she'd never rowed a boat before and it did look sort of fun, but she still felt cautious and nervous in the direction of the harmless piece of wood. Maybe it was something in the way Jinsoul asked it, as if there was hidden intent.

Yerim nodded her head because she couldn't trust her words, and reached her arms out to grab the oars, but Jinsoul was a lot faster than her. In the blink of an eye, she'd let go of the wood, grabbed Yerim's arms, and pulled her right onto her lap. The youngster's breath quickened when she felt the beautiful stranger's arms around her, holding her tightly as if waiting to see if she'd fight her off. But Yerim didn't fight it, she stayed put and didn't understand why.

Jinsoul could sense how tense the girl was feeling from the way her back was stiff against her front, afraid to move an inch. However, she wasn't being difficult about the situation, and Jinsoul took this as a good sign. So she pressed on, hugging a little tighter to get a good feel of how in shape the smaller girl was. As her hands wandered down to Yerim's thighs, the girl buckled them closer together nervously.

"Are you okay, child? Are you scared, mm? Is it from the rocking movement of the boat becoming more unsteady? You know what I think could help calm your nerves down?" There it was again, Yerim thought. There was just something about the way this perfect creature spoke that made her stay rooted onto her lap. Just as she thought things couldn't get weirder, she felt something digging into her lower back.

"Row… Row... Row your boat…" Jinsoul sang slowly in a dark sultry voice, she hoped it would distract the girl enough while her member grew inside her pants. Was it the way this girl shuddered at her touch, that turned her on? Or the way it was obvious she wanted to be fucked by her, but was still trying so hard to fight it? Either way, Jinsoul loved a good challenge. 

Yerim's breathing hitched when she let the woman take her hands into her own to help steer the boat with the oars. It seemed as though Jinsoul was using this to her advantage, every time they rocked their bodies forward with the pushing of the wooden sticks, she'd also roll her hips against the younger girl. It was very hard not to notice by now, since there was a rock hard object almost trying to poke Yerim's ass in the right direction. Jinsoul chuckled softly into her ear, and then continued to row the boat, move her hips and sing her song.

"Gently down the streaamm…" Jinsoul was dragging out each syllable now, in a more sensual and erotic way as if trying to see what the girl would do next, if she could get her to break.

“Merrily merrily, merrily, merrily… Life is but a dream…” Yerim shivered at the thoughts that were crossing her mind. The hard bulge poking her lower back sending her head into overdrive. Being in Jinsoul's embrace felt cozy and nice but so, so wrong. The warmness that emanated from her skin filled her with something peaceful and she felt like in a higher space as she sang and rowed.

Yerim didn’t know what it was but even if she could tell that Jinsoul was overstepping, she welcomed her advances. Thoughts about her mother were forgotten as she laid her head back onto her shoulders and felt the vibrations of her long neck as she hummed away the children's song, innocently. Nonetheless, her erection didn’t let her forget they were far from being innocent. 

It had not been the first time Yerim had felt arousal in her life but it was the second or perhaps the third time, if she were really honest with herself, that Jinsoul was making it happen. The perfect and beautiful stranger had a way about her that lured her like a moth to a flame, and even though she still had her reservations, she fell into her trap whenever the opportunity showed itself.

Her strong lean arms embracing her, showing her how to row the boat felt more like ‘rocking’ her boat as Yerim felt the almost imperceptible wave of Jinsoul’s pelvis, thrusting into her back. Her mother’s girlfriend undulated her hips against her, casually brushing her cock into her butt and Yerim kept silent. Enjoying the forbidden gesture and being an accomplice to Jinsoul’s acts, which she more than encouraged by thrusting back counter to hers. 

Still, being so hot and bothered was not something usual for Yerim. A sense of dreadfulness filled her body the moment she felt Jinsoul unbuckling her navy cotton shorts. Someone was getting bold in the boat, apparently. Because of that, Yerim parted away from the caresses of Jinsoul and sighed in relief when she caught sight of the cabin, less than one meter away from their boat.

Yerim moved back to her end of the seat without saying anything to the perfect stranger. Only a deep flush accentuated her cheeks while Jinsoul stared back at her smugly. The expression on Jinsoul’s face only made Yerim more aware of what had taken place and she ran to the safety of the cabin as soon as they reached the shore. Leaving an amused Jinsoul behind with a tent on her pants. One that would surely be attended by her mother, she thought.

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Yerim needed a cold shower and she needed it now. What had happened with Jinsoul still ran fresh in her mind and she wanted to wash all of it away. She felt dirty, sullied, and a traitor to her own mother. She had inadvertently betrayed her by playing along with her girlfriend’s advances and she needed to rinse out that sentiment off her.

She turned the shower lever at full capacity, wanting to get herself rid of the sin. However, the second the freezing water burnt her skin, Jinsoul’s gorgeous features came into view. Jinsoul’s strong arms, Jinsoul’s well-endowed member, and worst of all, Jinsoul’s naked back and taut asscheeks as she hammered her mother ardently.

A hand made its way down her navel before Yerim could avoid it. She brushed her pubic hair as her clit peeked out from its hood. The pink button was swollen, full of pumping blood and begging to be stroked. Yerim cautiously took the nub between her thumb and forefinger and started rubbing it softly. A gentle massage to ease her desire. Her desire for a beautiful stranger.

She was not a first-timer when it came to masturbation but she had never felt the strong urge she felt at the moment as precum dripped from between her legs. Her pussyhole aching for something to be stuffed with. The tight orifice clenching and unclenching at the movements of her soft fingertips on her clit. 

Yerim moaned loudly, with her eyes closed shut never having felt more worked up just thinking about her mother’s girlfriend. Yet, she knew it was not enough. She needed something else, something she couldn’t keep off her mind. That bouncing penis as Jinsoul walked past her when she left her mother’s unconscious body after fucking her ruthlessly. That throbbing cockhead forcing its way inside. Being her first and her last.

Yerim dipped the tip of her fingers inside and clamped her pussy walls at the violation. She didn’t dare to penetrate herself further because she was a virgin but this time she really needed it, so she prepared herself as she positioned two wet fingers in front of her entrance. However, before she impaled herself with her long and delicate digits, she heard the shower door open and a shadow come over her.

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Jinsoul had one ear stuck to the bathroom door in Yerim’s bedroom. She was breathing heavily, practically panting as she heard the girl’s tiny moans in the shower. The thought of Yerim touching herself because of what they had been up to in the lake, riled her up. The still unattended tent in her navy cotton shorts crying for a warm embrace. Preferably, from Yerim’s cunt.

Jinsoul ought to join her in the shower and have her way with her. The young girl was such a tease and she was only human. She removed her t-shirt and kicked off her trousers, desperately. The outline of her dick and a wet spot of fluid gracing her underwear. Jinsoul brushed her penis through the cloth and grasped her testicles, thinking of the many ways she would defile Yerim if given the chance.

Nevertheless, she needed the resolution to act on her depravities. Yerim was, after all, her girlfriend’s daughter. Jinsoul lowered her underwear, her cock sprang out beautifully and as it stood erect, bumping the wooden door, she chose to pick up the panties Yerim had thrown on the floor and masturbated to the intoxicating smell of them. So sweet.

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Yerim's imagination was being immensely vivid and she went on touching herself while the water poured. The sound of the shower consumed her eardrums as she focused on a beautiful older woman standing behind her, waiting to make her move. 

She imagined Jinsoul watching the way she played with her virgin pussy, maybe stroking that amazing cock she wished was penetrating her right now. Realizing that Yerim was too much of an amateur, she would creep up behind her and place her hands over Yerim's, just like she'd done on the boat. 

"Let me help you, child." Jinsoul would whisper into her ear, and it would bring her body a million goosebumps. The older woman would keep her right hand in Yerim's heat, and the left hand would hold onto her throat. Slowly, the left hand would travel up and stick her own long slim fingers in the girl's mouth, giving her something to suck on in the meantime.

While her focus would remain solely on pushing fingers in Yerim's holes to take care of those teenage hormones, her raging boner would begin to rut against the wet round asscheeks in front of it. Yerim would moan into Jinsoul's fingers once she realized the member she craved so much, was incredibly hard just for her.

Being an inexperienced virgin, she'd grind against it too, while going crazy over Jinsoul still shadowing her hands in rubbing her nub and slowly stretching her pussy hole more and more. Still, Yerim would ache for something to fill the empty space inside her where she couldn't reach. Without impulse, she'd arch her ass up against the solid appendage, searching for anything deeper. Maybe she could ask Jinsoul to push her fingers in further. 

The beautiful creature would take it as permission to take things to the next level when she’d feel the girl's ass push up on her cock. She would take her fingers out of Yerim's mouth and spin her around so they would be face to face, kneeling down in front of her so she could continue preparing the tiny hole. 

Yerim would gasp when she'd been swung so fast, she would barely react to seeing the older woman on her knees, concentrating intently on jackhammering her claws inside her. And then, she’d presume to place her mouth on Yerim's clit and suck on it as if her life depended on it, making the younger girl let out whines she'd never heard herself make before. 

If masturbating to the thought of the perfect gorgeous Jinsoul was always going to feel this amazing, Yerim was willing to indulge in this sexual activity more often. She grabbed onto her own breasts, unable to bring herself to do anything else but add more pleasure to her body.  The thought of Jinsoul being too eager to be deep inside drove Yerim insane, she sped up the way her own hands chased an orgasm she so clearly needed.

Jinsoul would look up at her as she messed around with her genitals. Yerim would keep bucking her hips more and more forward, aching for anything to be further deep in her. Yerim's eyebrows twitched together as she visualized Jinsoul standing up and pushing her against the wet bathroom wall, parting her legs with her knee.

"You sure you want this?" Jinsoul would ask as she aligns her cock’s head with her tight entrance. But Yerim would know what she's really asking 'You sure you want me?'. Excitedly she'd nod her head, waiting and panting in anticipation because someone as amazing and perfect as this woman would be taking her virginity. Yerim would be so lucky.

With one strong push and just like that, Yerim would be a virgin no more. She'd take in that moment, how wonderful it feels to finally be stuffed and filled the way she'd been frantic for. This was exactly what her hormones were starving for, and it would've been an honor to know Jinsoul had popped her cherry. 

Is it possible to imagine something so clearly that it feels real enough? This thought ran through Yerim’s mind as the appendage dug deeper in her firm close vaginal walls. She could feel the way it would take up every inch of space she had inside her private area, like the way liquids take up the complete space of the container they're in.

Never in her life, did she think something as odd as sex could feel this amazing. Her velvety walls felt as if they were being sucked and massaged by some type of feelers. It's as if her imagination wanted her to believe a tentacle had taken the place of her hand, and suckers instead of her fingers. Suction cups suckling the entirety of her canal and growing in size as they absorbed her dilated pussy muscles.

Yerim's screams, a mixture of pleasure and agony, filled the bathroom, trying to compete with the loud shower that was still running. She'd hold onto Jinsoul's back for dear life and take the pain of being rammed into the damp walls over and over again. The imagery was so vivid she could feel the small rigid plates of Jinsoul’s back as she clung onto her, the ones that had appeared briefly when she had fucked her mother. Then, It would all start to become too unbearable, would this be the part where she orgasms from being fucked for the first time?

Jinsoul would lift her leg, like she had to her mother when she caught them, to make the angle more about Yerim's pleasure than her own. This flawless woman would keep her word when she said she'd help her with this desire. She'd continue drilling into that untouched orifice, knowing that her own cock would be cumming soon too.

"Do you still want me?" Jinsoul would ask her seductively, implying if she had permission to finish inside her. Yerim knew how wrong it would be to accept her semen into her unclaimed womb, she couldn't really do that to her mother, which is why it's a good thing this was only a fantasy. 

"Y-yees!" Yerim stuttered out loudly while more moans escaped her. She would dig her nails into Jinsoul's back, trying to hold on for dear life as she'd experience her first intense orgasm from a cock that popped her cherry just minutes ago. 

Jinsoul would cum soon after, from hearing the newly non-virgin reach her climax, arching her back and becoming stiff for a second before continuing to pump her seed inside Yerim. 

Yerim's loud gasping and panting bounced off the dewy walls, as she came down from her high. Her eyes finally opened back up and she went back to finishing her shower routine, trying to ignore the fire her vagina was feeling from the murder she just committed to it.

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Yerim woke up with excruciating pain between her legs. Her cunt stung so horribly, it was a challenge to walk. She remembered her time alone in the shower and wondered if she had masturbated too harshly. It would be the first time as she had never hurt herself, she was always careful. She checked her nails just in case and confirmed they were cleanly cut so the pain she was feeling didn’t have an explanation.

Whatever the case, she didn’t have time to ponder. Her mother Jungeun woke up terribly sick, so she had been told to go to town and get some medicine for her as Jinsoul was supposedly working. Yerim didn’t even know what Jinsoul did for a living. In the couple of days they had known each other, neither her mother nor her had let her know. Not that it mattered anyway as long as she made her mother happy, she believed. 

At the moment, Yerim was walking down the street, although limping down the street would be more accurate. The pain in her nether regions intensified as she gave step after step. Hopefully, she had bought, along with her mother’s medicine, some ibuprofen for herself and now she couldn’t wait to get back home. She wanted to sleep until she didn’t feel like a truck had run over her when suddenly, a familiar backside came into view. 

There she was, miss perfect most beautiful woman to ever make your acquaintance, and can't help but flash my pretty flawless smile, Jinsoul. She looked to have been in a deep conversation with another woman, who Yerim heard had a loose reputation around their small town. 

How dare she? How dare Jinsoul have the nerve to flirt and lead on a new woman when the day before she had made love to her in her fantas-. Yerim backtracked. How could she do that to her mother!? Did she not reciprocate the same feelings Jungeun had spoken about Jinsoul the other day? 

Yerim tried to hide behind a payphone station nearby, in hopes that she could maybe eavesdrop, but only so she could know for sure whether Jinsoul could truly be trusted. She wasn't looking straight at the ladies knowing it might seem suspicious, instead she kept her head down with her baseball cap pulled down low in order to hide her eyes. Then, acted as if she was using the community phonebook in search of someone's contact information. 

The distance between them was still a bit far, but she could hear bits and pieces of their secret affair. 

"If you'd like, maybe I could show you how sometime. I'm not really doing anything important these days." The other girl giggled in response while twirling a piece of her blonde hair. Yerim's annoyance and anger grew rapidly when she heard Jinsoul's words. She couldn't help but take a peek, wanting to see how the women were interacting. 

The other woman was petite, with pretty blonde hair, cute big eyes, a tight fit body, and the daintiest voice she'd ever heard. If Yerim had to guess her age, she'd be older than her but a lot younger than her mother. Was Jinsoul on the prowl for adolescent girls because her older mother wasn't enough? 

Watching as Jinsoul squeezed the girl's shoulder and slowly descended down to palm her ass, Yerim felt she might explode. With rage or jealousy, she wasn't completely sure herself. But she did know that her mother did not deserve what this scum was doing while she laid at home, sick in bed.

The other girl inched closer to Jinsoul, attempting to close the space between them with a kiss. Yerim's eyes expanded in size when she surprisingly saw the perfect creature move her face at the last minute, causing the girl to kiss her cheek instead. As she let the lips linger on her skin, she gazed over and locked eyes with Yerim without hesitation, giving her a small wave with her signature daring smirk.

Fight or flight instincts came over her, and unfortunately, Yerim chose the cowardly one. The very least she could do now as she went back home, was run fast enough to get there before the real traitor did before her. Even if she was still aching. Her mother deserved the truth before things got out of hand. She was already in love, so the worst that could happen for her would be a painfully slow recovery from heartbreak. 

As she hurriedly ran in her house's direction, she thought about all that had happened since that stranger came into their lives. Yes, it's true that things had changed, but that hadn't meant their mother and daughter relationship had changed, too. Everything was going to be okay, though. Yerim and her mother were like two siamese peas, there wasn't anything in this world they couldn't handle together and nothing that could ever come between them.

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“Are you freaking kidding me??” Yerim spat to her mother after hearing the reason she had been sick.

“Yerim, watch your language!!” Jungeun scolded her daughter. It surprised her the way Yerim was reacting to her happy news.

“I will not!!!” Yerim was acting out because Jungeun had not believed her when she had told her she had caught sight of Jinsoul being inappropriate with another woman. Furthermore, she was feeling disgusted by what her mother and Jinsoul, who had arrived curiously earlier than her, had told her as soon as she crossed the entrance of the cabin. 

“What is the matter with you, Yerim?? Why are you reacting this way?? Aren’t you happy for me… For us…??” Jungeun felt offended by her daughter’s outburst. She was a well-behaved young woman. She didn’t recognize her. 

“Have you not heard me?!?!” Yerim screamed at her mother. She was furious by the dismissal.

“Jinsoul is cheating on you!!!” Yerim told her mother again, hoping this time it reached her brain.

“Yerim, please. Don’t tell lies.” Jungeun disregarded her accusation easily as she squeezed Jinsoul’s hand firmly into her own, completely sure of the loyalty of her partner.

“I'm not lying, mom!! I saw her with my own eyes… She was with this blonde girl and-...” Yerim tried to explain yet again what she had witnessed back in town. Unfortunately, Jungeun wasn’t interested

“Yerim!! Cut the nonsense already!!” Jungeun got up from the couch where she was sitting with Jinsoul and confronted Yerim.

“But, mom…!!!” Yerim whined again and could see from the corner of her eye how Jinsoul held a chuckle at seeing her despair. Her own mother not believing her words over the ones of her girlfriend.  

“I’m pregnant, Yerim. Nothing you say is going to change the fact that Jinsoul and I love each other and we’re going to start a family. So, stop lying. You won’t tear us apart. Nothing will keep me away from her!!” Jungeun stated, resolute. Jinsoul got up and stood behind her in support. The couple making a stand against Yerim.

“Mom, please believe me!!! Jinsoul is not who you think she is!! She’s a cheater!!” Yerim begged her mother in tears while Jinsoul wickedly smiled at her.

“Why can’t you just be happy for me, Yerim? Are you jealous? Are you angry you don’t have my devoted attention anymore? Don’t you think I deserve a bit of happiness?” Jungeun pleaded to her daughter. She was not as young and wanted a chance at happiness. She had been lucky and found a home in Jinsoul and now they were going to be a real family. She wanted Yerim to form a part of their little heaven too but her daughter, for whatever reason, was being difficult. 

“Mommy! That’s not it! I want you to be happy, I really do but she’s-...” Every word that came out of Yerim’s mouth was ignored if it contained an attack towards Jinsoul. Jungeun was far too enamored with the beautiful intruder who had wrecked their family dynamic. It was like she was in a love spell that she didn’t want to get out of.

“Yerim, please stop!!” Jungeun chastised Yerim. 

“Mommy, please, believe me, I saw her!!” Yerim insisted and Jungeun felt the start of a headache as her daughter continued berating Jinsoul.

“Mom, I’m not lying!! She’s being untruthful!! The fact that you’re pregnant doesn’t change anything. We can take care of the baby without her!!!” Yerim wanted to let her mother know that the baby was not a problem. Jinsoul was. She didn’t even dare to tell her how she had acted in the boat but she would if her mother kept on defending her.

“She has brainwashed you with her perfect and chiseled body and attractive smile!! You would have never doubted my word before!! How can you believe her and not me…??” Yerim was already crying. Impotent and helpless. Jinsoul had her mother wrapped around not only her cock but also her fingers.

“Yerim, stop!! You’re giving me a headache.” Jungeun grabbed her head in her hands, dizziness hitting her suddenly.

“That’s not good for the baby, doll.” Jinsoul remarked as she held onto Jungeun so she wouldn’t fall.

“Shut up! Everything is your fault!!” Yerim gritted her teeth at Jinsoul. Jinsoul playfully purred at her. She was going to be the triumphant one. She had Jungeun in the palm of her hands.

Yerim could not believe she had felt the least bit attracted to her. Jinsoul was a bad person. Someone who had ruined her mother and, perhaps even herself. A parasite who lived at their expense and caused harm. Stuck to them and impossible to get rid of easily. 

Besides, she was fucking weird. Yerim couldn’t even begin to tell her mother about the strange and sharp protrusion she had seen in her back. Not if she didn’t want to tell on herself and lose credibility. It was already hard for her mother not to believe her but if she found out she had spied on them the first night she was home and had sex, she was sure her mother would get the wrong idea.

“YERIM!!! I HAD ENOUGH!! YOU’RE GROUNDED!! GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!” Jungeun lost her patience as the love of her life was jumped on again.

“Mommy? But...” Yerim could not believe her mother’s words. In all her life, she had never been grounded. 

“You will stay there until I say so! I can’t believe you want to ruin my happiness, Yerim...” Jungeun lamented that her daughter was selfish and didn’t care about anyone but herself. She hadn’t raised her that way. Disappointment filled her insides.

“Mom! Don’t do this!! Can’t you see she is the problem??” Yerim pointed at Jinsoul accusingly. 

“Yerim, go to your room!!” Jungeun was feeling exasperated. Yerim didn't seem to want to back out.

“NOOO!!! SHE’S CHEATING ON YOU!!!” Yerim screamed at the top of her lungs as a hand flew near her. The sound of a slap resonated in the room and her face trembled because of the impact. 

“ENOUGH!!!” Jungeun breathed heavily after striking her daughter. She didn’t seem regretful. A fact that scared Yerim.

“MOM!?” Yerim cried out. Her mother had never hit her. The pain between her legs felt like nothing in comparison to the pain in her heart. 

“GET OUT BEFORE I HIT YOU AGAIN!!” Jungeun threatened and Yerim had no remedy but to follow her orders. Jinsoul had won.

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A pulsing headache made Yerim want to continue sleeping, but her body felt out of place, so she suddenly couldn’t get comfortable in bed anymore. Slowly, her swollen eyelids peeked through her eyelashes as the moment set in for her. How long had she been sleeping? She felt so amiss, honestly, she barely remembered getting under her blanket covers and into bed last night.

She tried to lift her arms to move the comforter off of her tired body. It seemed to become a difficult task since her muscles felt weak, and her pounding head wouldn’t let her focus on the strength she needed. She tried sitting up on the damp mattress and looked around, trying to find her phone. Had she been sweating all night long? Suddenly, she realized how clammy her hands and arms were, even the sports bra she slept in was sticking to her back and breasts.

Her hands, at last, stretched far enough to grab her phone which was thankfully still connected to her charger, fingers wobbling as she pressed the home button. Yerim rubbed her eyes out hard because she couldn’t believe what she saw. She looked at her phone once more. Weirdly enough, she wasn’t seeing things, after all. According to her phone’s calendar, she’d been asleep for days. Eight days to be exact.

Her headache turned into a migraine as her thoughts spiraled into panic. What exactly did this mean? How could she have been in a sleeping coma for over a week? The memory of her mother smacking her across her face came into view. Her mother! Where was her mother during the entire time she’d been unconscious? 

In the midst of her mental breakdown, her flashing phone caught her attention. It seemed that she’d missed more than a couple of notifications. Countless texts and missed calls from her mother while she had been passed out in her bed. Yerim couldn’t help but wonder why in the world was her mother trying to contact her so much, but had not actually made the effort to check up on her in her room?

She left all the messages on her phone unread and got up from the furniture so she could walk out of her room and search for her selfish mother. Yerim would be lying if she said she wasn’t still a bit upset over the argument they’d had. Even though it’d apparently happened more than a week ago, she could faintly still feel the pain on her cheek from where she had been struck.

Through the long hallway from her bedroom to her mom’s, she walked and searched through the rooms in between them. The bathroom looked unused, her mother’s bed had not been slept in, and the house seemed to be still and quiet. This suggested that Yerim was alone in the house, and maybe she had been alone for quite a while. There was no way of knowing for sure, so her mind began to worry again.

A deep and low vibration sound interrupted her hurried thoughts, and fear took the place of her worry. Jinsoul was the first thing to pop into her brain that could maybe lead to some kind of explanation to all of this. Who was she? What was she? Yerim couldn’t shake the feeling that the beautiful stranger, who’d paraded into their lives from out of nowhere, was the reason for her long coma and her missing mother.

The buzzing noise seemed to have been coming from their basement, and she was not pleased by this. She always did her best to avoid going down there, it was just so dark and creepy. Now she had no other choice but to check it out to see where the sound was coming from and what it could mean. Carefully, she opened the basement’s rusty doorknob and slowly descended down the old creaky stairs. 

The further she walked towards the bottom of the cellar, the louder and more obvious the vibrating humming sound became. Just as she had a couple of steps left to cross to get to the floor, a beam of light coming from the left corner scared her. Why was there a light down here? Shivers went down her spine as she convinced herself to keep going. She was going to find out where her mother was, one way or another.

Yerim quietly planted both feet on the solid floor together and took a deep breath before she took a peek at what, or who, was messing around down there. Her eyes shook with anxiety and her mouth moved before she could stop it, unable to process what it was exactly that she was looking at. 

“MOM!?!?!” Yerim’s feet carried her over, to what seemed to be a tank filled with some type of liquid, where her mother was and who also ended up being the source of the buzzing noise. Her mother was currently using whatever energy she had to scream at the top of the lungs, as if crying for help. That’s when Yerim noticed it.

Mixed in with the tank’s liquid that surrounded her mother, there was also a trail of red that stirred between her legs. Her mother was bleeding and in insufferable pain and all Yerim could do was watch in horror. Was it possible she could be going into labor so early in the pregnancy? Her unusual question was shortly answered when she saw something starting to poke out from her nether regions.

Yerim was now even more shocked and confused than before, than ever. Hadn’t her mother just announced her pregnancy a few days ago? She wasn’t even in her second trimester yet, so how was it possible she was witnessing her mom give birth to a full-grown infant already? Her head started spinning, trying her best to come up with a plan to save her mother.

Just as Yerim raised her arms to put all her force into hitting the glass tank really hard, she heard approaching footsteps behind her that made her freeze. Calmly, she turned around and found herself standing in front of the beautiful woman who’d done nothing but ruin their stress-free quiet lives since showing up. 

With her arms still high and in fight mode, she decided to charge at her with excruciating anger, but the young girl’s attempt fell limp when the strong calloused hands stopped Yerim from doing any damage. Jinsoul pushed her hard and let her fall to the floor, focusing her attention on a screaming helpless Jungeun instead.

Yerim sat up and held her knees close, letting out choked sobs while she hid her face from the couple. She felt worthless. There seemed to be no way out of this, no way to save her mom, and no way of stopping Jinsoul. An excited giggle made Yerim snap her head up and look at the stranger she hated so much.

Except now, a new stranger had made an appearance and was currently in the arms of the perfect monster. Yerim’s self-pity was gone and replaced with rage and shock. Jinsoul was cooing at the infant, who was dripping wet and naked still. Well, it was almost naked. Yerim couldn’t help but notice the weird scale-like features on the baby's fair skin. What the fuck was going on here???

Taking one last look at her passed out mother who was still inside the glass containment, Yerim got up, wiped her tears, and yelled with fury and agony as she charged towards Jinsoul for the second time. Sadly, her second attempt failed as well. Jinsoul, still carrying the alien infant, barely flinched at the fact that the silly stupid girl thought she was a match for her strength. With one swift heavy swing, Jinsoul’s back hand sent Yerim flying again, but this time she stayed down on the floor, unmoving.

“You’re not due yet.” Jinsoul sinisterly said at the snoozing girl, then continued to play with the baby in her arms, not giving a rat’s ass for the two women she’d physically, emotionally, and mentally hurt since her arrival. She began walking away from the violent scene, and sang a lullaby for her new child. “Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream...”

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A thumping sound forced Yerim to open up her eyes. She found herself surrounded by water in a closeted space with three metal walls around her and a fainted glass from which she could hardly see what was outside. Yerim panicked, realizing that she was trapped in what seemed a steel box to contain her whole figure as she tried to free herself from the tight prison.

Useless were her underwater muffled screams when she discovered she was connected to a device through what appeared to be a breathing tube. Her source of oxygen was pumping air into her lungs while she fruitlessly hit the glass wall over and over again. Her yelling making bubbles inside the container while she thrashed on about.

Yerim’s movements were not to be witnessed by anyone and soon enough tiredness took over and her body fell into deep sleep again. She would wake up again to continue screaming in vain, though. She was a fighter.

The young girl would never know but perhaps it would have calmed her senses to know she was not the only one. Yerim was not alone. Surrounding her water prison were countless metal tanks filled with water. A different girl inside each of them. Some with pregnant bellies, some like her, barely alive, and some already dead. But most importantly, one of them was the blonde girl she had seen Jinsoul with days before.

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Melanie Martinez - Tag, You're It

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