OMG Part 1: Remote control - Jiho

You are a lucky guy who gets to be friends with Oh My Girl Jiho. Friends-with-benefits, that is - you two used to date, and although it didn't work out as a relationship, the two of you definitely hit it off in the bedroom, so you have had this arrangement with her ever since. She loves playing random games and having sexual dares be the punishment. You've done some embarrassing acts when you're on the losing end, but this time Jiho bet big and lost, and your prize is something really special.  

Oh My Girl is performing at a festival, you are backstage talking to her before they're up, and you hold out an egg vibrator to her "I want you to wear this on stage." You smile at her initial shock, and then her lusty grin.  

"Oh, is that all?" she grabs it and quickly slips it inside her. You swipe the phone app you were using to control the vibrator and she gasps in surprise. "Of course not, now I get to do this!"  

"Wow that is stronger than I thought, take it easy on me." she says, but you know she secretly loves this and wants you to make her cum.  

"We'll see, you better do well for your performance." You say with a wink.  

You stay backstage and watch them go on stage. They perform their most recently released songs Nonstop and Dolphin, and whenever Jiho's part is up you give the phone app a swipe. You can't see her expression from backstage, but every time you swipe you see her misstep a little before correcting herself. The performance ends and the girls are gathered together to greet the audience and talk a little. You decide to have more fun with her.  

"Hi everyone I'm Oh My Girl's ahh-, I'm Jiho!" She stumbles over her words and staggers a little as you switch the vibrator to a higher intensity. Her members look worried but she plays it off professionally, telling everyone not to worry.  

As she take a drink of water she turns to look at you backstage and her eyes are filled with... determination? You can't tell if she's angry and you wonder if you crossed a line. You decide to play it safe and the rest of the talk goes smoothly.  

You greet all the members as they get off the stage, and Jiho grabs your hand and drags you to the side and into a secluded corner of the festival. She pulls your hand to her crotch, and you feel she is soaking wet! She stares at you with the same intensity as she did on stage and says "Make me cum, I need it now!"  

With one hand rubbing over her clothed pussy, you pull out your phone with the other and switch the vibrator on to the highest intensity.  

"MMMMMMmph!" Jiho immediately grips your arms tightly and bites into your shoulder to muffle her screams. Her legs tremble as she grinds her orgasm out on your hand. You feel her wetness on your hand - her safety shorts are definitely ruined. She collapses against you and breathes heavily as she recovers from that.  

She gives you a deep kiss afterwards, "That was too much, I was so close to cumming on stage, I wanted you to fuck me right there and then..."  

"But I'll settle for fucking you now." She reaches down and fondles your growing hardness to full strength.  

"Are you sure? We might get discovered out here." you say, worried about her career.  

"Fine, I'll come to your apartment in an hour, be ready." She gives you a wink and wobbles away, still feeling the effects of orgasm. You feel extremely blue balled, but can't wait for what's to come.  

An hour later  

You hear a knock on your door and your cock immediately rises to attention. You open the door and Jiho, casually dressed, launches into your arms. You push her against the door and she wraps her legs around you.  

"Miss me much?" You cheekily ask her as you feel up her firm thighs.  

"Very much, I almost couldn't help touching myself on the way back to the dorms." She gasps as you nuzzle and lick her neck.  

You carry her over to the sofa, cupping and squeezing her supple butt as you make your way over, kissing her the whole time. You lay her down quickly and remove her top, exposing her delicious neckline and shoulders. You give it a deep kiss, leaving a hickey there - you should care, but you don't, that's for the makeup artists to handle. She moans as your hands roam her body, over her tiny waist and petite breasts. She quickly gets rid of her bra and you get to play with her rapidly hardening nipples, earning further gasps from her. You get rid of your t-shirt and she takes the chance to run her hands over your body as well. Your hands drift down towards her skirt before she abruptly stops you. "What is it?" you ask, puzzled.  

She quickly gets up and pushes you down on the sofa. "You ruined my underwear and my safety shorts just now! I just hope my members don't notice my laundry... Now I must have my revenge!" She grins as she takes off your shorts and begins grinding herself against you over your boxers, playing with her breasts and feeling herself all over. After being blue balled earlier, watching Jiho writhe on top of you is too much and you're quickly close to orgasm.  

"Jiho I'm so close!" you moan to her as she smiles at the growing sticky spot in your boxers and stops.  

"Now we're even!" She gets off the sofa and does a little striptease for you, stepping out of her skirt and panties. You notice a visible wet spot as she takes them off and you quickly take off your own boxers and pull her towards you.  

"Looks like you ruined another pair of panties eh?" you ask as you get on top of her.  

"You should make it up to me then." She gasps as you rub your tip against her entrance.  

You waste no time and thrust into her welcoming pussy. She is drenched and tight, and you can't help but start bucking into her, setting a fast pace. Lucikly Jiho isn't in the mood for slow sex either, as she wraps herself around you, moaning right into your ear at every thrust. You pull back a little and watch her expressions as you continue pumping her full of pleasure, her eyes shut and mouth hanging open, wordlessly but loudly expressing how she feels. You move one hand down to her clit and give it a firm rub with your thumb, her eyes shoot wide open, clouded with pleasure as you feel her tighten even further, as if that were possible.  

"I'M CUMMING!" she screams as her body arcs up off the sofa. You hold her up and bring in her for a deep kiss, feeling the waves of pleasure traveling through her body as she rides out her orgasm. She lays back, exhausted, but having enough energy to say one last sentence.  

"Cum, go ahead and cover me."  

You obey her order and begin thrusting wildly in her, earning soft gasps from Jiho as she allows you to take your pleasure. "I'm going to cum!" you shout as you pull out at the last moment. You absolutely paint her body with your cum, splattering her neck, chest, and smooth stomach with your pent-up lust. You brace yourself on the sofa so as to not crush her.  

"Oh my girl, that was amazing." You say as you lean in for a kiss. She chuckles and punches your shoulder for that terrible joke.  

You get off the sofa and Jiho sits up, admiring your work. "Wow you really came a lot didn't you?"  

"After you blue balled me at the festival, can you blame me?" You bring some tissues and wet wipes, helping her clean up.  

Jiho gets dressed while you watch on, somehow she looks just as sexy clothed as she does naked.  

"Oh, what's the app you use for the vibrator, I want to keep it for... future use." she asks. You tell her, smiling at the thought of using it again, and at the thought of Jiho using it on... her members? Your cock is slowly hardening again.  

"Thanks, I really needed that, I'll see you soon?" She asks, as you see her out the door.  

"Definitely, very soon." giving her a peck on the cheek as you see her out. You plop back down on the sofa, cleaning up what's left of your romp.  

No more than 10 minutes after you finish, you hear a knock on the door. Thinking it was Jiho again, you open the door and ask "What did you forget this time?"  

The person standing at the door was beautiful, but it was not Jiho.

Note: Leaving this open-ended for now, I am tempted to write a series for OMG, and maybe for Lovelyz, hence the first two chapters.

OMG Part 2: No fair - Binnie

Turns out, instead of Jiho coming back, at the door was her fellow Oh My Girl member Binnie!  

"Binnie, what are you doing here?" You ask, cold sweat starting to trickle down your back.  

"I was curious where Jiho was going, so I followed her." she replies. You tense up - was she going to report Jiho to the company?  

"Then I heard her moans and screams, she never screams like that at the dorms..." Binnie covers her mouth and blushes, realizing what she just said.  

"Oh, is that so?" You grin and step closer to her.  

"No I mean... Hey, I thought you two were just close friends!" she tries to change the topic, flustered.  

"We're close, VERY close friends." you wink at her as you reply. "So, you followed Jiho here and heard what we were doing, now why are you here?" you smile, eagerly anticipating her answer.  

"I just... she's never like that when we... when we fool around, so can you- can you show me how that feels?!" the words tumble out of her in a rush.  

"Are you sure?" You were excited at the prospect, but you wanted to be sure.  

"Yes, she sounded like it was so good, I want to know how that feels too!" she blushes as she replies. You look at her, she was stunning in a whole different way from Jiho, with her round eyes, short haircut, and petite stature. Binnie was someone you'd want to care for, protect, and right now, make her feel damn good, as her cheeks burn redder under your intense stare.  

You give her a hug, and whisper in her ear, "Absolutely, why don't you come in first?" She shudders at your warm breath by her ear and neck, and enters your home.  

"Would you like a drink?" You ask, as Binnie sits down on the sofa you just fucked Jiho on, fidgeting with nervousness.  

"No, I just want to begin." She says softly. You grab her by the hand and lead her to your bedroom, sitting her down on the bed. You sit down next to her, laying a hand on her thigh - you can feel her trembling at your touch. You lean in and whisper again in her ear, "Just relax, enjoy what you feel, and feel free to scream." She whimpers at your words, as your hand slowly runs up and down her thigh.  

You begin nuzzling into her, sucking on her earlobe, pecking her cheek, planting yourself on her neck, and finally capturing her lips in a deep kiss. Your tongue snakes out, seeking entrance into Binnie's mouth, she immediately obliges and your tongues tangle, earning more moans from her as your hands wander underneath her top, feeling her porcelain skin up and down her body.  

"Mmmmm, that feels so good!" as she breaks away from the kiss, breathless. Her cheeks are flushed red, eyes glittering with passion and lust. She pulls you in for another kiss and her hands begin roaming your body as well. As you make out you slowly push her down onto the bed, taking off her top and leaving her in a plain white bra. You make your way down her body, teasing her breasts over her bra, feeling her nipples harden. She whines and throws her bra away quickly, giving you full access to them. You suck on one and play with another as Binnie coos in pleasure.  

You surprise Binnie by going down to her shorts and taking both her shorts and panties off cleanly in one shot. She is embarrassed by her sudden nakedness and quickly tries to cover herself. "Don't, you look beautiful." You grab her knees and part her legs, causing Binnie to blush even redder. Her pussy is glistening, her neatly shaved bush leading right to her already swollen clit. "How are you so wet already?" you wonder.  

"I heard you and Jiho and I couldn't help myself, stop looking already..." she replies, turning her head away from you in embarrassment. You settle down right in front of her spread legs.  

"Wait what are you- ohhhhh" Binnie squeals in pleasure, her question cut short by a quick swipe of your tongue on her lower lips.  

"You and Jiho have never done this?" you ask. "No, we've always used fingers and toys..." is all Binnie could muster before she moans at another lick of your tongue.  

"You'll enjoy this then." is all you say before leaving Binnie a writhing mess as you begin diving into her depths. She tastes so sweet, her juices plentiful, you never wanted to stop. Her moans get progressively louder and louder, and at some point her hands have found themselves in your hair, gripping on to you, pushing you further into her. You insert a finger into her - she's so tight! You begin focusing your mouth on her clit, sucking and flicking at it. The new sensations send Binnie to another level of pleasure, her thighs clamping down tightly on your head and neck as she humps herself against your face.  

"AHHH! NNNGH... MMMmmmmm!" you hear her screams die out as her thighs covers your ears, but you don't need to hear her to know she is cumming as a large amount of her juices come splashing out on your fingers. You quickly replace your fingers with your tongue, wanting to lap it all up. She keeps on bucking into your face as her orgasm eventually dies down. You look up at her, her eyes glazed over in pleasure, her hair sweaty and a little disheveled.  

"There's more where that came from." as you scooted up to her and begin kissing her, sliding two fingers into her tight tunnel. She whines into your kiss, feeling extremely sensitive after what you did to her. You begin pumping your fingers in and out of her, curling and probing as you try to find that little sweet spot within her.  

"ohhhHHHH" her moans rise a pitch higher, her pussy clenching down on your fingers as soon as you find it. You repeatedly assault her g-spot, and Binnie could do nothing but hold on to you, trying to contain her screams with your kiss, until it became too much.  

"I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING SO HARD!" She tears away from you and screams her pleasure for the whole world to hear. She shakes and trembles as you feel an even larger gush of liquid splash over your fingers. Her juices continue flowing freely out as you pump your fingers in and out of her, rubbing her clit, not slowing down even through her orgasm.  

"Again... I'M CUMM-" Binnie barely has time to react to what she's feeling before she's rutting herself on your hand again. Her entire body twists away from you, as if trying to get away from the source of insane pleasure, but her hips betray her as she keeps bucking towards your fingers. You don't let her off and keep up with the pace, trying to stay on her pussy as she twists and turns in mindless pleasure.  

Binnie's last orgasm is a silent one, her breath catches and you think she actually stops breathing as her entire body clenches, folding on herself as she looks at you in wonder and a little fear. All before her eyes roll back and her legs clamp down on your arm, toes curling, her body arcing and bucking powerfully on your bed. She is left a quivering mess, her body and face now entirely flushed red, a far cry from her usually pale skin. You give her small pecks, slowly kissing her back to reality.  

"Good... t-too much.." words fail her as she takes deep breaths and tries to process what happened. You slowly withdraw your hand from her and taste your work - she tasted sweet. As you get up to help her clean up, she grabs your wrist and whispers, "Did you fuck Jiho?" You nod in reply.  

"Then fuck me too, I want to know how that feels." her eyes both pleading and smoldering with renewed lust. You rid yourself of your clothes, feeling yourself get even harder under her lusty gaze. Clambering on top of her, you aim your cock and slide into her with one thrust.  

"H-hah! Guhh..." Binnie's breath catches and she lets out a guttural moan, hugging you tightly. You feel her silky depths tighten on you at once, then relax again. "Did you just cum again?" you ask, surprised at her instant reaction. Binnie's only answer is to nod and sink back into the bed. You stay in her for a while, enjoying her walls randomly pulsing on you, but soon she starts whining, bucking her hips towards you. Taking your cue you pull out, almost all the way out of her, before grabbing her hips and plunging back in.  

"Ah, so deep! You're so fucking deep in me!" Binnie's cries fill the room as you pump your full length in and out of her. Her limbs randomly tremble and quiver as you fuck her, and you feel her pussy tighten multiple times - by now you've lost count of how many times she has cum. She is completely slick with her juices, and you fuck her with reckless abandon, sending her out of her mind with pleasure. You see her hands grab and tear at your sheets and her pillow, trying to find some outlet, any outlet for her pleasure. She alternates between screams, shouts, moans, and groans as you fuck her with different angles and pace.  Having just fucked Jiho earlier you are able to last longer than you thought, but having such a cute and seemingly innocent girl twisting and screaming profanities under you is quickly pushing you to your limit.  

You lean over her, brushing away her tangled hair. She looks up at you, eyes clouded with pleasure, before clearing up and seemingly seeing you for the first time since you started. She grabs you and crushes your lips against hers, her tongue eagerly seeking yours. She somehow still has the strength to buck up at you, meeting your thrusts. You feel yourself building up to the point of no return. You break away from her delicious lips, "Binnie, I'm-"  

"In me." she finishes the conversation for you and brings you back in for another kiss. You're too far gone to care, your thrusts get more and more erratic as you seek your own release. With a final deep thrust you snap and unload everything into her, triggering a small final orgasm from Binnie as she squeals in delight and clutches herself tightly to you, the two of you slowly grinding against one another to come down from your climaxes. You pull out of her, your mixed juices oozing out of her in large amounts.  

For some reason, after all that you've done to and with her today, you feel more intimate with her than you ever have with Jiho, and as you collapse on the bed next to her, you look into her eyes and see the same thing from her. Instead of pulling you in for another passionate kiss, Binnie simply smiles at you and pulls you in for a chaste peck, seemingly back to her embarrassed and seemingly innocent self. The two of you just lie there for a while, breathing deeply as your bodies return to normal after your hot session.  

"Oh my god I'm so sore, I won't be able to walk properly!" she whines as she tries to sit up. You try to give her a hand, but she collapses against you instead, head on your shoulder. "It was what you wanted." you remind her half-jokingly. She pouts at that, but breaks out into a seductive smile and wink soon after "Next time, I want that and more!" Your heart and dick surges at the prospect of a next time, not believing your luck, but you had your doubts.  

"What about Jiho?" you ask, worried about her potential reaction. "Oh she'll be fine, we share a lot already, I'm going to punish her for not letting us know about you!" Binnie complains out loud. Ordinarily you would be relieved at that, but one word stops you dead in your tracks: "Us? What do you mean us?"  

"The members! We share... well we share a lot, and do a lot together! We can't date, so what do you expect?" Binnie's face turns beet red at the reveal of Oh My Girl's habits. "I might want to bring you to the dorms, you can show the other members a good time, would that be okay?"  

Is she asking your permission? "Yes, I mean what guy would say no!" you reply, incredulous at your current position.  

"B-but, when I want you, I want you to myself, got it?!" she says, you can't tell if she's trying to be cute and faking anger, or actually serious. You struggle to figure her out, but you like her all the same. You pull her in for a hug and a kiss in reply. The two of you slowly get dressed and make your way back to your living room, Binnie walking unsteadily after being wracked by multiple orgasms.  

"Oh no I'm supposed to be back by now!" Binnie says as she takes a look at her phone. She hastily puts her number in yours, "I'll be in touch, I want to see you soon!" She gives you another quick peck and sees herself to the door. You see her out and plop back down on your sofa, taking a desperately needed drink of water as you try to process everything. In the end, you can only smile at what has happened, and you look forward to what happens in the future.  

AN: So I'll try making this a mini-series, but it won't be consistent, I'll probably be writing for other idols too in between continuing this thread. Thank you for reading, subscribing, and your comments!

OMG Part 3: A gift? - Yooa

As the days fly by, you find yourself missing Binnie - the two of you exchanged texts regularly, but have recently fallen off a little due to her busy schedules. But on a random Monday morning, you receive a text from her:  

Are you free today? Drop by my dorm later, I have a present for you :)  

You let her know you are and she texts you the location of Oh My Girl's dorm. You wonder again at how lucky you are - you get to know where a girl group's dorm is! You get back to work, hoping to finish up as soon as possible so you can head over. You rush out of your office and make your way there, but when you knock on the door there was no response.  

Hey, I'm here but no one answered the door?  

Oh, I'm still outside, you can let yourself in, there's a key under the mat. My room is the last one down the corridor, you can make yourself comfortable there ;)  

You find the key under the mat and quickly let yourself in. You briefly take a look around - the living room was big, but also filled with all kinds of clothing and shoes, guess that's what happens when you have 7 idols living together. You see a hallway with multiple doors - that must be where the rooms are at. As you make your way down the hall, you couldn't help but hear a moan as you walk by - a door on your left was left slightly ajar, and the moan came from there. You wonder if this was Binnie's present for you, so you chanced a glance, and what you saw made your jaw drop.  

The athletic legs and naked round ass of Oh My Girl's main dancer Yooa was staring right at you! She had a dildo in one hand and was humping herself on the bed, impaling herself repeatedly. That scene itself would make any man hard, but what blew your mind even more was what she was doing with the other hand - her other hand was holding another dildo, trying to push and penetrate her ass! As the angle was awkward, she wasn't able to get much of it in, but she seemed to be enjoying it nonetheless.  

You silently thanked Binnie a million times over for this gift, and entered the room.  

"Hey! Who are you?!" Yooa yelps as she quickly tries to cover herself, but not before you get an eyeful of her tan and slender body. Her face is flush from both the pleasure earlier and now the embarrassment at being caught. Her eyes roam your body, widening when she sees your erection through your pants.  

"Oh, I saw your pictures, are you Binnie's new boy? Come to have some fun? That's great, come help me out." she throws off her covers and you get a good look at her body, laid bare for you. Sweating with her exertions pleasuring herself, she looks like a doll come to life - her pretty face covered in sweat, her breasts a perfect handful to grab on to, her washboard abs honed from many hours of dancing. Her waist is so thin, but her hips so tantalizingly wide and ready to be gripped and fucked with, culminating in a pair of statuesque legs. You could only wordlessly nod as you walked towards her.  

"Come help me, I always like to get fucked in both holes, but the members never want to help me!" Yooa whines as she hands you a dildo. She begins impaling herself again vigorously, pumping her pussy at a brisk pace. That leaves you with only one hole - you watch in wonder as her asshole pulses, gaping a little due to being played with earlier. You hold onto her hips and begin pushing your dildo in, drawing out a long moan from her.  

"Ohhh that's it, that feels so good!" she exclaims as you bury the dildo in her ass. As you begin using the dildo on her ass, Yooa's thrusts into her own pussy grow more and more erratic. Her moans get louder and louder, until she finally freezes up and screams into her pillow as she cums. You find yourself struggling to pull the dildo out as she clamps down on both dildos lodged in her, so you let go and just watch as her body rides the waves of pleasure going through her. She collapses onto the bed on her side, and you slowly pull both dildos out, earning another groan from her.  

"Thank you, I needed that so much, I could never get it in me that deep myself." she smiles as she recovers from the intense orgasm. "I should reward you for that!" She grins as she reaches towards your belt, undoing your pants and fishing your cock out. She begins with a handjob, but soon that is not enough for her, and you are treated to the sight of Yooa wrapping her rosy lips round your cock, sucking you like a popsicle as her tongue plays around your shaft. She takes more and more of you in her mouth, eventually taking your whole length in her - the inside of her mouth feels heavenly as she deepthroats you.  Having watched her pleasure herself earlier, and helping her drive herself to climax, you are so close yourself and you try to tap her head to let her know, but she seems to ignore you and keeps going, giving you the sloppiest blowjob of your life.  

"YOOA FUCK, ARGH!" you shout as you explode in her mouth. She pulls away from you as you try to stay standing, and to your amazement she has swallowed all of it, even opening her mouth as she shows you your handiwork before cheekily swallowing that last mouthful of cum. She kisses the tip of your cock as she gets up, drawing another shudder from you.  

"Mmm you taste good..., I wonder how it would feel elsewhere in me?" she remarks. Her gaze is seductive as she gets on all fours and turns her back to you, giving you an open invitation. The sight alone makes you almost ready to go again, but you decide to play with her first. You kiss yourself up her toned legs, causing her to fidget with anticipation as you get to her thighs and move further up. You give her pussy a lick, drawing a moan from her, but as you prepare to play with her pussy, you hear the only phrase that would make you forego that.  

"Higher up, please?" Yooa's tone is begging, but full of lust. Who knew Yooa was such an ass girl? You begin by wetting your fingers on her pussy, before swirling them around her winking asshole, teasing her before you dip into her forbidden pleasure hole.  

"Oh god, please more!" she begs as you play around some more, finally sticking a whole finger into her ass. Your other hand plays with her clit and pussy as her hands scramble between trying to keep her moans covered and gripping at her sheets. You end up sawing a finger in and out of both her holes as Yooa can only barely keep her ass in the air, rocking against you in mindless pleasure.  

"O-Oh my god! What the fuck!" she yelps as you decide to be adventurous and replace your finger with your tongue, licking around and in her ass as you give her the rimjob she never knew she wanted. You drive Yooa crazy as she can't decide between bucking her ass up into your face or trying to push back and drive your fingers into her pussy deeper. She is so far gone, no longer considering anyone else that may be in the dorm, wailing her pleasure for everyone to hear. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM!" She drenches her sheets as she squirts hard, a stream of girl cum erupting from her, splashing against your hand. Her body shudders as her screams dies away, her pleasure only evidenced by the contractions wracking her body, her holes clamping down on your fingers and tongue intensely before relaxing as she collapses onto the bed.  

You're harder than a rock by now, and you quickly discard the rest of your clothes before you pull her up by the hips, ready to fuck her. You reach out to one of the dildos, ready to double Yooa's pleasure as you take her, but her hand stops you.  

"Wait, check the drawer, that will make it more enjoyable for the both of us." curious, you reach over to check the nightstand by her bed, and to your excitement you notice lube, and several beads connected by a string.  

"Anal beads?"  

"Yes, like I said, the members never want to help me, and those are harder to use than the dildo. Please?" how could you not help her out? You coat the beads with the lube, and slowly slide them one at a time into her ass.  

"Oooh that's so good, mmmmm...." Yooa seems like she's barely there with you as you play around with the beads, pushing and pulling them in and out of her with a pop. But you've waited too long, you line yourself up and thrust into her pussy for the first time.  

"OH FUCK" you both groan loudly from the pleasure. You quickly set a fast pace, gripping her wondrous hips tightly, far too horny to care if she's adjusted to your size yet. Lucky for you Yooa is so wet from her earlier orgasms that your rough pace is pure pleasure for her, your cock gliding in and out of her smoothly,her pussy lips gripping you tightly every time you pull out, coating you in more of her juices. To Yooa she never felt more full than right now, a real cock in her pussy and beads in her ass. Deciding to mess with her further, you slowly but firmly begin pulling the beads out of her, earning extra loud yelps from her as each one exits with a pop - you see what she means by enjoyable too as you can feel the beads moving in her against her pussy wall, creating a unique sensation for you. With a wicked idea you take the remaining beads out swiftly with one strong pull.  

"FUCK, I'M CUMMING IN YOU!" The swift rubbing of the beads against your cock through her ass catches you by surprise as you nearly buck over from the pleasure, immediately painting her pussy with your cum.  

"Ooooh CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMING!" Yooa's low growls quickly turn to screams as she immediately orgasms from the simultaneous pleasure of the beads being ripped out and her pussy being filled with hot cum. Both of you can do nothing but hold on as the jolts of electric pleasure travel through your bodies together, the two of you seemingly frozen in position, stuck together like you would never pull out. You collapse on top of her onto the bed, the beads discarded somewhere, forgotten in the throes of pleasure. For the next few minutes only the harsh breathing of the two of you can be heard as you recover from your primal coupling - you pull out of her, a copious amount of your cum leaking out, further staining the bed.  

"Oh my god, that was..." Yooa struggles to find words to describe that experience.  

"That was amazing." you complete her sentence. You thought you were done, making a mental note to properly thank Binnie for this gift, but you feel a soft hand rubbing your cock, still slick with Yooa's juices.  

"You know, there's still one more place you haven't filled with cum..." you couldn't believe your ears. You weren't sure if you could get it up again, but the idea of fucking Yooa in the ass has your cock rapidly growing hard again.  

"Are you sure?"  

"Yes, I haven't had a guy there, only toys, but since you helped me so much already, could you help me there too please?" your cock is now at full mast, excited at the chance to pop the cherry princess' anal cherry. You make to get Yooa on all fours again, but she throws you a curveball.  

"Can I be on top? I'm nervous, so I want to take it at my pace."  

"Of course, however you want it."  

Yooa grabs the lube and begins covering your cock with it, making you moan at the impromptu handjob. As you lay back down, she grabs on to your shoulders for stability, and you hold on to her waist, watching in awe as she begins lowering her ass on to you. Feeling your tip enter her ass, it takes all your willpower to not drive her down onto your cock. You feel your tip enter her as she lowers herself on to you agonizingly slowly. You feel her clench on your cock, and then with a pop you get through her tight sphincter as her ass slowly expands to accommodate you.  

"Oh my god, why are you so thick?" You feel every inch of Yooa's tight canal as your dick slowly widens her ass. When she finally reaches your crotch she exhales, seeemingly having been holding her breath the whole time. "Oh god, I feel so full, give me a moment." It takes all of your resistance to not cum right there and then as she feels so wonderfully tight and snug around you. Her pussy was already unimaginably tight, but this is on a whole other level.  

Eventually she slowly lifts off your cock, before dropping herself back down on you with a moan. You are treated to a delightful sight, her pussy glistening on full display for you, contracting with every descent of her ass on you. Using a free hand you play with her clit, drawing breathy moans from her. As Yooa gets comfortable she increases her pace, lifting up and dropping herself forcefully onto you, letting gravity do some of the work. Not satisfied, you grab her waist, beginning to lift her up as she bounces up off your cock, and slamming her down after, making her fuck herself on you as you buck up at her, pumping yourself into her ass with extra force.  

"Oh fuck, I feel so full, so good!" Yooa screams as she fills her ass with all of your cock over and over again.  

"UNNNNNGH" Yooa's first anal orgasm is a memorable one as she grunts incomprehensibly and you see her legs shoot out, spasming as you slam her down on you one last time. Her ass clenches down hard on you and her back is ramrod straight, as if your cock is keeping her upright. You watch with pleasure as her eyes roll back in her head and her abs twitch, her pussy contracting repeatedly, spewing her juices onto your stomach. She collapses on you, still trembling at the intense sensations, breathing and moaning heavily in your ear.  

"You okay?"  

"Yes... that was so much more than what I expected. Now fuck me, I want to feel you cum in my ass." she commands you with a smouldering look in her eyes. You watch with grim satisfaction as she gets on all fours, presenting you once again with her shapely ass. Unable to wait any longer, you take a little bit more lube, liberally coating your cock with it, and with one smooth thrust you take Yooa's ass for yourself.  

"Oh FUCK!" she gasps in both pain and pleasure as you thrust yourself all the way into her ass. You begin sawing in and out of her, filling her completely with every pump of your hips. Your hands enjoy themselves, grabbing a handful of her cheeks every pump, leaning over and cupping her breasts occasionally. Yooa is beside herself as the initial shock gives way quickly to intense pleasure, and soon she is pushing back against you, her body actively seeking your cock every time you pull back, bringing more pleasure to the both of you as she meets each and every thrust.  

"Fuck your ass feels so TIGHT." you can only exclaim as you stuff her ass again and again, the two of you screaming your pleasure for the whole dorm to hear while the sound of your clapping bodies fill the room. You see her sweaty back flexing and rocking against you, her ass jiggling with every thrust, you hear her moans and screams as you seek your own release - it quickly becomes all too much. You cum for the last time in Yooa's ass, the orgasm running through you like a freight train as you pump her with more of your cum. You vaguely hear Yooa shouting your name as she has another orgasm, but you can't hear much from your blood pumping in your skull. Barely conscious from the intense orgasm, you pull out of her and are treated to the sight of her gaping asshole for a short moment, before you see a glob of white cum trickling out of her ass and over her pussy, dripping down and joining her juices on the bed.  

The two of you collapse on the bed, your minds still fried by pleasure. The room smells of sweat and sex, the only sounds that are left are the harsh and irregular breathing of the both of you. You're pretty sure the bed is ruined after what the two of you did to it. After what feels like hours, the two of you get up and get dressed, Yooa wincing a little as she gingerly walks with you to the living room.  

"Thank you so much for that, that was everything I wanted and more! I hope you can help me more in the future." she says with a wink.  

"Of course, let me know anytime you need... help." you say with a grin.  

As the two of you make small talk, you hear the door unlock and in comes Binnie. You quickly go over and give her a kiss.  

"Oh hey guys, oppa did you enjoy my present?" she asks slyly.  

"Yes, Yooa was amazing!" you say, giving Binnie a tight hug.  

"YOOA?! WHAT DID YOU GUYS DO?!" she breaks away from your hug, giving you a shocked glance.  

"I- what?!" you break out in cold sweat, was Yooa not your "present"? Then what was? You turn to look at Yooa, but all you see is the back of her as she yelps and dashes into her room.  

"No you idiot, I told you to go to MY room, not Yooa's!" she drags you over to her room and opens the door.  

"SHE is your present you fool. Now what are we going to do with her... and you?" Binnie whispers to you, her fingers dancing across your chest.  

"I won't ask about what you did with Yooa, if you make it up to her. Just look at her, look at the mess she made!" You look at where she is pointing, and to your amazement it is one of her members, completely naked and bound to the bed! You see a vibrator stuck in her pussy, and the sheets under her were absolutely soaked! Was she listening to you and Yooa this whole time? The thought of that makes your dick painfully hard. As you walk forward, you realize she is blindfolded and gagged with a piece of cloth.  

"Have fun... I promised her you'd give her a good time, you better live up to that. And after that you better make it up to me too." Binnie says before she closes the door on you. You lean over and take off the blindfold and gag...  

You'll need to thank Binnie two million times for today.

AN: Really wanted to write this one and had a burst of productivity, so this one is out quickly. I noticed that my other stories had poor spacing, so I went ahead and edited those to look less like a wall of text. Thank you for reading.

OMG Part 4: Games - Seunghee

"Hi Seunghee, this is unexpected, but it's nice to meet you!" you say as you take off the blindfolds. You are greeted by the face of Oh My Girl's vitamin, but her usually cheerful face is now one that is flushed red and wracked with pleasure. Her eyes are unfocused, trying to grasp what is going on right now, her pink hair partially obscuring her view.  

"A p-pleaSURE!" her tone gones up a pitch as you run a hand up and down her body. Her small petite body is naked and on full display for you, each limb tied up to a corner of the bed with some rope, a vibrator in her pussy. Her chest heaves as she writhes under your gaze, her flat abs quivering as the vibrator continues working in her pussy. You look down at a neatly trimmed bush, leading to her pussy that is absolutely dripping, coating her thighs with her fluids, and her toned calves that tense up the moment you put your hands on her.  

"So, Binnie wanted me to show you a good time, so let's make you feel good."  

"Please!" Seunghee sounded desperate, trying to aim her hips towards you for easy access, but where would be the fun in that?  

"No no, I know you're good at games, so let's play a few games shall we? I'm going to put the blindfold back on." you hear her whine as you kiss her on the cheek before wrapping the blindfold over her eyes again.  

"The game is simple, I will ask you some yes or no questions, and if you answer them truthfully you can request me to do one thing for you. But if I detect any hesitation or think you're lying, I get to do something to you. How does that sound?"  

"Nngh, okay." Seunghee moans her acceptance as the vibrator continues doing a number in her pussy.  

"Question 1, did you hear me and Yooa?"  

"Yes! Please take the vibrator out of me, it's too much!" she answers instantly, desperate to have a break in pleasure. You knew that to be true, so you slowly pull the vibrator out with a plot, dropping it on the soaked bed.  

"Good, question 2, did you cum from listening to us?"  

"N-no." She stutters in her reply.  

"No? You do know I can see the bed right? It is completely soaked. I think you're lying." with a wicked grin you turn on the vibrator and place it against her clit.  

"AAAAAAH!" Seunghee's reaction is immediate, as she orgasms right away, her blindfold multiplying her other senses tenfold. Her back arcs off the bed, her arms and legs straining against the restraint as she has no outlet for her pleasure. Her juices squirt out of her freely, further ruining the bed.  

"I will ask again, question 3, was that the first time you came since you heard me and Yooa?"  

"I'm sorry, no! Please take the vibrator away!" she answers breathlessly, her body twitching. Satisfied, you remove the vibrator from her clit.  

"That's more like it. Question 4, do you want to cum some more?"  

"Yes, yes, yes! Please untie me!"  

"Not the blindfold first? Kinky." you see Seunghee's cheeks get red as she realizes she has forgotten that she is blindfolded due to her pleasure. "I can't untie you all at once, choose an arm or leg."  

"Mmm... right arm?" you untie her right arm, massaging her wrist as she winces at finally being released. Her hand goes towards her head, trying to remove her blindfold, but you quickly put a stop to that.  

"No no, that would be cheating, you do what I say." you command, and you swear you hear a squelch from her pussy as she shudders at your grip on her arm.  

"Question 5, do you like to be bound up normally?"  

"Yes, can I take off my blindfold?" you let go and she removes her blindfold, her eyes glossed over in pleasure as she stares at you, eventually resting on the tent in your pants.  

"Let me help you with that." she pleads, trying to tempt you.  

"No rush, question 6, do you masturbate a lot?"  

"I- not *a lot*..."  

"I don't believe you, touch yourself, but don't cum." Seunghee whines as her hand immediately roams her body, playing with her nipples before going to her clit, her hips bucking against herself. She bites her lip in an effort to not cum. You quickly stop her before she crosses the line of no return.  

"You clearly know what you like. Question 7, do you fool around with your members?"  

"Yes, we fuck each other with dildos all the time when masturbation isn't enough. Please untie my other arm?" The dirtiness of her answer was unexpected, but you accept and untie her other arm. She learns from her previous punishment and simply grips the sheets, tense with anticipation of your next question.   

"Question 8, have you ever cum in public?"  

"What? O-of course not!" Seunghee's cheeks turn another shade of red, and you notice that when she's lying she doesn't follow her answer up with a request.  

"Are you sure?"  

"N-no... I masturbate in the car, but sometimes we have to get out before I'm done. I... I get myself off backstage in a bathroom. I came once during a V-App show when Jiho put a remote vibrator in me before we started, but luckily I just pretended I was laughing really hard..."  

"How dare you lie to me," you take off your clothes and stick your dick in her face, "suck me off". Desperate to feel you, she grabs your cock with both hands, rubbing them along the length of your shaft as you groan in pleasure. She tentatively takes the tip in her mouth, before slowly putting more of it in.  

"Have you not given a blowjob before?" you feel her shaking her head against your cock. "Take more of it in, use your tongue, and definitely no teeth." Seunghee follows your instructions, and you feel her getting more into it as she kisses along your shaft, taking you in and licking your cock with her tongue. Although she's an amateur, she seems to learn quickly. You watch as one of hands drift down towards her pussy, lightly playing with it as she tries to get both you and her off.  

"Uh uh, no masturbating by yourself." you back off of her and grab her naughty hand. "I will do it for you." Holding on to her hand you begin using it as a tool to touch her pussy, her lower lips swollen with arousal and her clit engorged, you stroke Seunghee using her own hand, up and down, her hips rocking against herself. You feel no resistance from her, allowing you to direct her hand where you want it to go. Gasps and moans escape her as you help her pleasure herself. You pull her juice-covered hand up to her face, and she sucks on her own fingers greedily.  

"Please let me cum? Please?" she is begging you with that cute expression you've seen all the time in variety shows, but her request is anything but cute.  

"No, let's play a different game. I will untie you, and you will countdown out loud from 100 to 1 while touching yourself, if you cum before you finish you will have to do what I say, but if you manage to make it to 1 I will do anything you ask, got it?" Seunghee quickly accepts, wanting to be out of her binds.  

As you untie her you briefly mention, "Oh, but you have to use the vibrator as well." her eyes widen at the additional requirement, knowing that it has given her so much pleasure, but she can only bite her lip and nod.  

You sit across her on the bed, and Seunghee begins counting as her hands roam her body.  

"One hundred, ninety nine, ninety eight...haaah" she sighs in pleasure as she begins to count, she grabs her breasts and tweaks her nipples. You remind her of the vibrator, and she obediently begins using them on her tits, the vibrations drawing a high pitch of moans as she enjoys the new sensations. The room is silent, the only sounds being her gasps of pleasure and the whir of the vibrator.  

"Seventy five, mmm, seventy four, seventy three, aah..." You sit and gulp at the sight of the ordinarily vibrant and energetic idol being slowly reduced to a quivering mess, her juices pooling at her pussy. Her counts become less and less frequent as she begins moaning more and more. Seunghee teases herself as she runs the vibrator on her thighs and around her pussy, but never on it. Even so her girl cum flows freely as you watch her legs quiver with pleasure. It takes all your willpower not to pounce and fuck her right there as you watch her pale body flush red with pleasure. The moments go by as she pleasures herself further - unconsciously your hand goes down to your dick and you begin stroking yourself, precum forming on the tip.  

"Use the vibrator on your pussy."  

"Thirty, twenty nine, oooh..... twenty eight, fuck!" she obeys your order and puts the vibrator on her pussy. Her hips rock against it harshly, her pussy having a mind of its own, seeking out more of the vibrations. She rubs it against her clit and slides it into her pussy again. You stroke yourself faster, groaning out loud for her to hear. Seunghee shuts her eyes tightly, both in pleasure and so as to not turn herself on even more as she sees you masturbating yourself. She bites her lips, but they barely contain the moans coming out from her. You can't stand it anymore and begin clambering over to her, her body lay spreadeagled beneath you, her juices leaking from her at an amazing rate, as if she is draining herself completely in front of you. You're not sure if she even senses you above her. Her countdown to her explosion continues unabated - you watch, entranced by her expressive face trembling and twitching with pleasure. You could watch her forever, but it ends in a sudden rush.

"Ten... nine, oh fuck, eight, seven... NO! six, I'm so close! fivefourthreetwoone YES YES YES!! UGHHH I'M CUMMING!" Seunghee wails as her world shatters at "one", her fingers playing with her clit rapidly as she bucks up at you, her pussy clenching and squelching around the vibrator in her. Her mind is blank, all her senses concentrated on the pleasure between her legs, her free hand feeling herself all over. You watch her intently, sweat dripping as you wait for the angel below you slowly come back to earth.  

"I-I did it right? I win? I want you to pleasure me, fuck me!" she demands, trying to push herself up and get on top of you. You hold her down, your hands pinning her arms down onto the bed.  

"Nope, you cheated. You counted down too fast at the end, you would've cum before "one", you lose."  

"Nooo, please? Please..." Seunghee tries to plead her case, her legs kicking and trying to pull you down on her, trying to arc her hips up to meet your cock.  

"Now, for my request, I want to ask you one more question, and you must answer honestly, got it?" she nods, nonplussed. She was expecting you to do something to her, some other sort of pleasurable torture, a question was the last thing on her mind.  

"Good, question nine. Will you let me fuck you?" Seunghee's unfocused eyes widen in surprise as she processes what you just said. You don't give her a chance to reply as you kiss her deeply, shoving your tongue in her mouth, taking her breath away. She moans a sound of approval as you hug her, showing her reply by wrapping her legs around you. You feel your throbbing cock rub against her lower lips, the both of you moaning at the sensation.  

"Yes yes, a thousand times yes, please fuck me, you make me feel so good!"  

"Me? You've done everything yourself, but now it's my turn to make you feel good." Seunghee gasps and you feel her getting even wetter as she realizes that you've barely touched her before now. Her hips rock instinctively against you, grinding her pussy on your cock, coating it with all her juices. Your resolve finally breaks as you line your cock up and fill her with a single thrust. You watch with satisfaction as you watch her eyes roll back in her head, before you are forced to shut your eyes in pleasure as well, her hot wet tunnel massaging your cock delightfully.  

"AHHH!" she screams as you hump away at her like a man possessed, her mouth hanging open, broadcasting each wave of pleasure you push into her. Her hips rise to meet your every thrust, trying to extract more pleasure from you, helping you build quickly to your orgasm. Her pussy randomly contracts around you as you pump her, giving you jolts of pleasure every time. She is so wet and tight, and all you want to do is to keep shoving yourself into her. Your eyes are open, but you don't register her looking into your eyes in lust, rolling up into her head during every orgasm. You don't know how many times she has cum, but you don't care anymore - all the teasing of her earlier and watching her masturbate already has you on edge, and knowing that the cute and witty girl you see on shows has completely lost herself in pleasure shoots you right off the edge of climax.  

"Argh, SEUNGHEE!" you roar as you pull out of her right before you cum. You cum on her, your hips rocking forward at the pleasure. Streams of white cum fly out of your cock, completely glazing her face and pink hair - she's too out of it to care, her body still riding her own waves of pleasure. Your shouts and screams of pleasure die out eventually, leaving only your harsh breaths resonating in the room, two pairs of hands roving over each others' body, trying to prolong your mutual pleasure.  

"I hope that lived up to what Binnie said." you remark as you grab some tissues and gently wipe your cum off her face.  

"Definitely, that was so intense!" Seunghee wipes some of your cum off herself and puts it in her mouth, evidently liking the taste of it. "Mmm you taste good, next time I want to taste it from the source." You try to help her clean up the rest of it, but the cum in her hair is hard to get out.  

"Damn I'll need to wash my hair today."  

"Sorry..."  

"Don't worry, it was so worth it. But you should go, it's getting late and our manager may be coming back soon with the other members." You quickly dress up and both of you leave the room, Seunghee heading straight for the bathroom to shower. You look around to find Binnie, and you find her waiting for you in the living room.  

"God that was so hot, I came so many times listening to the two of you! I'm sure Yooa did too." she brazenly admits to you.  

"What? You should have joined in!" you try to draw a reaction from her, your hands wandering her body before being slapped away.  

"Stop it! No, I wanted it to be a thing for her, it wouldn't be right if I was there. Thanks for giving her the time of her life." she gives you a quick peck on your cheek before pulling you towards the door.  

"I think our manager's coming back soon, I'll hold her up, so wait 5 minutes and then get out..." Binnie hurriedly gives you instructions before rushing out the door.  

Not wanting to risk getting caught, you obediently wait the 5 minutes before letting yourself out. The cool night sky is a great contrast to the sweltering hot sex you just had, and you decide to grab a bite to eat after that extended fuck session. While digging into some kimbap you see another text message from her.  

"Whew, that was close, I nearly didn't get to them in time. Our manager never suspected a thing! And next time, I want you to do that to me too, or better yet, I want to be there when you do it to someone else, you owe me for ruining my sheets!"  

You smile at her perverted text message. You definitely have to make it up to her next time.

AN: I loved that performance of Dolphin, Seunghee looked so gorgeous I had to write her. This temporarily concludes the mini-series for now. I may revisit it when I feel like writing the other members, but I have several other ideas for other idols. Thank you for reading.

OMG Part 5: Exploration - Arin

"Hey baby, Arin needs some help from you, do you think you could help her?"  

"Sure, what does she need help with?"  

"She wouldn't say, and she shares everything with us, so maybe it is guy-related? You'll have to ask her when you see her."  

"Alright, where and when does she want to see me?"  

"Saturday afternoon should work, we don't have anything then, I'll text you her address."  

"Okay, we still good for dinner tonight?"  

"Yes! See you then, love you!"  

"Me too, bye!" You end the call with Binnie and go about your day. You meet her for dinner and walk her back to her apartment, Arin doesn't come up at all, so you don't think much of it at all as you go through the week.  

Saturday comes around and you find yourself at what turns out to be Arin's apartment, you knock on the door and Arin lets you in, giving you a nervous but cheery greeting. She's dressed simply in a plain white t-shirt and jean shorts, looking innocent and fresh as white snow. You always thought of her as Binnie's younger sister, but she's stunning in her own right.  

"Hi oppa, thank you for coming! I really need help, and Binnie unnie raves about you all the time, so I thought you would be perfect."  

"Sure, not sure what I can help with since she didn't tell me anything, but I'll do whatever I can to help."  

"I didn't tell her either, I'm too embarrassed to tell the members, they'll laugh at me." She fidgets, blushing a little at what seems to be a sensitive topic.  

"Why don't we sit down and tell me about it?" You follow her into her living room and plop yourself down on the couch as Arin hurries around the house, trying to be a perfect host, but really just trying to delay talking about it.  

"Do you want some snacks, I have some chips, I can go grab them, or ice cream? Or-" You grab her arm and have her sit with you, trying to get to the main topic.  

"Arin, I'm fine, water is enough. Why don't you tell me what's going on?" You see her bite her lower lip, her cheeks turning red as she tries to broach the topic with you.  

"So you know how the unnies... we play with each other right?" She looks at you nervously.  

"You mean... sex? Yeah Binnie and Jiho told me about it. Nothing wrong with that, it must be tough as idols." Arin nods furiously before continuing slowly.  

"When we use... toys, I find that it feels good, I can get to, to..." Her voice dies away as she tries to find the right word for it.  

"Orgasm? You can cum?" Arin sinks her head to her chest, her face bright red as she gives you the smallest of nods.  

"That's good, so what's the problem?"  

"But when I've tried it with guys, I can't... you know. I don't know if it's something wrong with me, or with the guy, or... I don’t know." The words come flooding out with a rush as Arin finally lays the problem bare for you, she pulls her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and looking at you with wide eyes, as if scared about what you will say.  

"How does it feel when they... put it in you?" You find yourself blushing as you try to help Arin with this awkward topic.  

"It feels rough? There's pain, and I'm always freezing up and tense, and before I realize what happened they're done already. I end up feeling so sore and it hurts down there."  

"Ouch, looks like the guys are rushing into things. Do you want me to... I don't know, make a list of things they should do that you can show them?"  

"N-no... It hurt so much last time I'm scared to do it again, but Binnie unnie always looks so satisfied after she comes back from your place, so could you... do it to me?" The last words trail off to a whisper as Arin's head sinks further between her knees, almost trying to curl herself into a ball. Your mind goes blank as you try to process what she is asking.  

"A-Arin, do you know what you are asking?"  

"Mmhmm..."  

"I need to ask Binnie, is that okay?"  

"Yes."  

You call Binnie, putting her on speakerphone.  

"Hey Binnie, I'm with Arin right now. She wants me to show her like how I showed you when we first met, is that okay?"  

"Oh is that it? She could've asked anytime, why so secretive? I told you oppa, you can show the other members a good time, but when I want you, you are mine alone!"  

"I know I know, you're amazing you know that?"  

"Of course I know that, you better not disappoint her!"  

"Thank you unnie!" Arin calls out shyly over the phone.  

"Have fun!" Binnie hangs up with a quick click.  

"Thank you for not telling her about my... problem." Arin says softly.  

"Of course, it's not your fault, it's the guys you've been with that are the problem."  

"How should we begin?" Arin looks up at you innocently, and many possible images and scenes, each more carnal and lewd than the last, spring to mind - never have you thought about being in this position! But you shake your head, forcing yourself to focus on the task - today is to be about her, and showing her how good sex can be.  

"We will do what you want to do, okay?"  

"But I don't know-"  

"When we get there, you will. I'll help you get there." You bring Arin into your lap with a hug. "First, we begin with foreplay - we kiss." You bring your face close to her, admiring her smooth skin and gorgeous features - her cheeks are red with embarrassment and nervousness, her eyes wide open, surprised at your sudden closeness. Her mouth is open a little, her rosy lips expecting a kiss. You tease her, getting close to her lips with yours, but not letting them touch, pulling back when she tilts her head forward a little, trying to capture your lips. You feel her hot breath on your face before you finally make contact, your lips finding hers.

She lets out a happy squeal as you pull her deeper into the kiss, your hand finding the back of her neck, gently tilting her head towards you. Your tongue probes her lips, and Arin willingly lets you in, her tongue capturing yours with a quick dart, trying to pull you into her. Arin tastes delightfully sweet as your tongues tangle, playing out what will happen with your bodies later on. Both of you find yourselves running out of breath, and with a gasp you separate, a string of drool the only remaining connection between your lips. Arin's face is flushed red like a rose in bloom as she looks at you with desire. Her chest rises up and down rapidly, taking deep breaths to gather herself.  

"T-that, that was..."  

"That was just part of foreplay, now, I kiss you." You lean forward, pushing Arin to the couch. She reaches her arms around your neck, as if to kiss you again, but you dodge her advances, your lips finding their way to her neck instead. Soft moans fill your ears as you feel Arin shudder against your face, the hairs on her neck standing up in sensitivity. She arches her head back, presenting you with more of her neck to line with kisses. Your lips make their way down to her neckline, nuzzling your face in her defined collarbone. Your hands drift across her slim body, running down her shoulders to her waist, finding the hem of her t-shirt before slipping under, leaving feathery touches on her taut stomach. Her body arches into yours with want, the space between your fingertips and palms quickly filled as Arin presses her flesh up into your hands. When you feel her lithe legs reach up towards you, trying to wrap themselves around you, you know she is ready for the next step. You somehow get yourself to pull back from kissing her neck and shoulders, admiring her beauty. Arin's eyes are filled with need, clearly aching for more of your touch.  

"When she is ready, you take off her clothes-" Before you can follow up with a question, Arin has stripped herself of her t-shirt, the thin white top thrown on the floor somewhere. You put a hand out to stop her, but not before pausing to admire her perky breasts. "Wait, do you want to take it to the bedroom?" Arin responds instantly, getting off the couch and dragging you to her bedroom in record speed. She sits you on the bed before standing herself in front of you. Her hands are a blur, one going to her back and unhooking the simple white bra she had, while the other works the button on her shorts. In a flash Arin is standing in front of you, with not a single piece of clothing on except for her matching cotton white panties. Her nipples are stiff with arousal, pointing straight at the object of her desire.  

"W-what now?"  

You retake the lead from her, laying her down on the bed. "Now, I touch you. Where do you want to be touched?"  

"Everywhere, my-my whole body feels so hot..." You follow her instructions, your hands not leaving a square inch of her skin untouched as they roam her body. Breathless whines and gasps fill the room as Arin gives voice to her most sensitive spots - the side of her neck, her nipples, her left hip, and her right thigh. The smell of her arousal fills your nose as her body behaves like putty in your hands, twisting and turning in pleasure, trying to have the feel of your touch on as much as of her as possible.  

"P-please touch me d-down there..." The words come unbidden from her lips, her mind a haze of wanton desire. You look down her body, your eyes stopping and feasting on the sight of Arin's panties completely soaked through, her pink shaven pussy clearly outlined against the now useless fabric.  

"Arin you are so wet..." Your voice your thoughts out loud for her to hear. Her unfocused eyes follow your hands as they find themselves on either side of her hips, fingers hooking the hem of her panties before you finally pull down and leave Arin naked as the day she was born. Her pussy is like a pink rose, her lips positively eager for your touch, dews of arousal pooling around and below her. A cry erupts from her as you run a finger down her slit, her hips bucking up at you, clearly eager for more.  

"T-then, you prepare her..." You stutter your next step, your voice failing you, deadened by the layer of intimacy and desire in the room. You prepare two fingers, making to slowly penetrate the writhing woman under you. Until she stops you dead in your tracks, her knees coming up to catch your arm.  

"No, no fingers."  

"I want to prepare you, make sure you're ready."  

"No, I know how fingers feel in me, I want your-" She gazes pointedly at the tent you are pitching in your pants.  

"I don't want it to hurt for you again."  

"Do you not see this?" Arin reaches down herself, splaying her own lips for your benefit, laying her needs bare in front of you. "I-I've never been so wet in my life, please, I can't wait much longer..." When Arin makes her request like that, there is no way you can refuse or resist. You quickly strip yourself down to nothing and hover over her, the two of you breathing heavily with mutual want. However, as much as she wants it, you feel her tense and freeze when you place your tip against her entrance, you look down at her bright red face, her eyes tightly shut, her expression one of confusion as her body almost actively fights against her own needs.  

"Hey, hey, I'm here for you, okay? Relax, I won't hurt you, I'll be slow." Arin eyes open, as if remembering that you are here, and her expression softens. She gives you a slight nod, indicating that she is ready. Slowly you push yourself into her - she is very tight from nervousness, and you take it extremely slow, kissing her gently as you get her to relax and used to your size.  

"You're doing a good job, I'll keep going slowly." You reassure her before delving more and more into her depths, stretching her out slowly rather than smashing your way in like her previous partners did. Arin looks almost adorable as she seems to be holding her breath, her eyes glued shut, before you finally bottom out in her. You tap her nose, "Hey, breathe, I'm... I'm all the way in you now." Arin lets herself relax, exhaling before looking up at you with a smile that promised so much more.  

"I-I feel so full. It wasn't painful at all."  

"It shouldn't, and you being so wet definitely helps."  

"Can you move now? I want to feel you when I'm not holding my breath."  

"Okay, I'll move just a little bit." Arin whimpers as you slowly pull out, extracting mixed squeaks of pleasure and pain from her. It takes all your willpower not to begin thrusting yourself in and out of her, her warmth almost all consuming, gripping you tightly, not wanting you to leave. After agonizingly pulling your hips back, you plunge back into her, still slowly, but much more firmly, staking your place in her body. Arin arcs her back against you, pushing her delectable chest in your face as she fully takes you once more. You plant kisses on her breasts while you hold you your position in her, trying to dissipate any discomfort she feels. When you pull out once more, Arin seems to deflate, her upper body relaxing and sinking into the bed. For countless minutes you repeat your motions, Arin tensing up and arcing off the bed every time you bury yourself in her, before relaxing and dropping back down when you pull out. Thankfully, you notice that Arin is tensing less and less with every entry into her, and you whisper words of encouragement for her.  

"You're amazing, it feels so good in you, any guy would be lucky to be with you."  

"Thanks oppa... it's starting to feel really good for me too." True to her words more of her vocalizations begin to leak out, her squeals and whimpers taking on a note of pleasure as you set a slow but steady pace, rocking your hips into her with consistency. You watch Arin's expression with satisfaction, her eyes shut, her arousal creeping up her cheeks once more, her mouth slightly open as she takes quick breaths, trying to keep up with the pleasure battering her senses. You zone out, all your attention on trying to last as long as possible in this delightful woman. This all grinds to a halt when you feel her legs press against you from behind, trapping you in place.  

"What is it?"  

Arin's eyes open, instantly finding yours. The two of you exchange unfocused gazes, the need and want reflecting and bouncing off each other. You can almost see the lust cloud her vision as you feel her legs push you further into her, and Arin makes her wishes known.  

"Faster."  

You are all too happy to oblige, and you stop pausing between thrusts, taking your place in Arin's body over and over again. Her sounds cross from whimpers to long and pleasure-filled moans, the tone downright sexy in your ears, egging you on to increase the pace as her walls grasp on to you with every velvety muscle, sad to feel you leave and eager to welcome you time and again. Her head tosses and turns left and right, trying to find some outlet for her pleasure, biting on the pillow under her head, groaning with gritted teeth. When her hands are not on your arms they are found behind her head, grabbing the pillows with a iron grip, threatening to tear the pillow to pieces.  

"Oh oh! Hah it feels so good!" Arin's exclamations of joy light a fire under you, all her discomfort gone, replaced only with pure rapture. She pulls you down to her, kissing you deeply with need, voicing her pleasure to you in the most direct way she knows how. You embrace her, feeling her delicate body tremble and rock with every thrust you fill her with. She grips your arm tightly, breaking the kiss to shatter the last restraint you had.  

"Harder!" You unleash your desire on the needy woman below you, changing your position to powerfully thrust into her. The thunderous clap of your hips against her thighs join Arin's piercing screams in filling the room, the sexual din ringing through the apartment, and probably the whole building. Her walls flutter against you, randomly contracting every time you find yourself in her. Her hands scramble across your back, scratching you lightly, and her legs trap you against her once more, keeping you stuck in her, not that you minded.  

"Oh yes! I'm-" Arin's cry is interrupted by her body as she crumbles under you, announcing her climax with a shriek, her back arcing off the bed again, this time out of insane pleasure rather than nervousness. It takes all of your discipline to not join in her orgasm, feeling her heat clamp down on you, her slick tunnel massaging all along your shaft, trying to coax your seed out of you. You barely manage to resist, grunting and tensing your thighs, trying to ignore the pleasure threatening to overwhelm you. Arin slowly drifts down from her peak, her limbs falling off you, a sigh leaving her lips when her head finally clears the fog of pleasure. Her beautiful face covered with a sheen of sweat, strands of hair clinging to her flushed face.  

"How was that? You look beautiful."  

"T-thank you, it was amazing..." Arin looks down her body, feeling and noticing your still hard cock. "You didn't cum? Let me help you!" Before you can react you find yourself on your back, Arin getting off you with a wet plop. You barely have a moment to complain before you cock is enveloped by her warm mouth, causing you to moan out loud. Arin's skill is amazing, her tongue teasing the underside of your member before swirling around your tip. You lose control of yourself, throwing your head back and bucking your hips into her face.  

"Holy... Arin how are you so good at this?"  

"I have dildoes and I practice! The unnies taught me too, Binnie unnie told me what you like. Mmm I taste good!" From the feel of things Binnie definitely did - Arin's hand strokes the base of your cock while the other massages your balls, trying to get you to cum for her. Her mouth descends on you again, Arin going back for a second taste of herself. Slobbering all over you, the image of Arin practicing her blowjobs on a dildo appears in your imagination, and it doesn't take long for you to go over the edge. You tap her head, trying to let her know, but she completely ignores you, keeping herself attached to your member. Unable to hold back, you finally let go.  

"Ugh, yes!" The discipline you showed earlier by not joining Arin in orgasm takes it's revenge on you, your nerves all the more sensitive to the pleasure Arin's blowjob gives you as you cum now. Her tongue laps at your head, prolonging your pleasure as you shoot streams of hot white liquid down her throat. It proves too much for her - with a cough Arin gets off you, your seed spilling from her mouth. The young woman is embarrassed by it, quickly wiping her lips.  

"Sorry oppa, you came more than expected."  

"That's because you turned me on so much, you did such a good job." Arin blushes at the praise, but soon she is back at it, her hand stroking your semi-hard erection. You groan out loud, her soft hand proving too stimulating for your overworked nerves.  

"Arin? What are you doing?"  

"I want to get it up again. Can I try being on top? The guys I did it with didn't want to do that." Your eyes widen at Arin's request, her eyes showing her need and desire to explore, as if a seal on her lust has been broken. The look on her face is seductive, gone is the image of the maknae being babied by Binnie and the others - the Arin in front of you knows what she wants to try, and she demands that you will help her. You are quickly back to full hardness thanks to Arin's work, stroking and licking up and down your shaft, getting you ready for her. She looks up at you for approval.  

"O-of course, I told you, we'll do what you want."  

"Okay, slowly..." Arin talks to herself, her breasts tickling your skin as she makes her way up your body. With a kiss she sits up on you, her knees straddling your hips. She grips you with one hand, guiding you to her entrance, her juices dripping on to your cock. You moan out loud at the ceiling, feeling yourself in her folds again once more as she begins. Slowly she lowers herself on to you, getting about half of you in her, until her attention slips. "So big... Aah!" She slides the rest of the way down, and a moan leaves your gritted teeth as Arin collapses on you, impaling herself on you fully.  

"Are you okay?"  

"Y-yes, it was feeling so good, and then I went down too fast and it felt so, so nice..." Your heaving chest matches hers as she places her hands on your chest, using you for balance. She bounces herself on you, trying to recreate the pleasure she felt. Arin's cries saturate the room, the young woman raking her nails on your chest as her sleeve slides over your cock again and again. The jiggle of Arin's perky breasts hypnotize you, and your hands gravitate to them, grabbing her chest like she has with yours, playing with her stiff nipples. The exercise proves tiring for her, however, and her bounces get slower and lower over time, sweat dripping from her forehead, her face red with both pleasure and exertion.  

"Hey, you should try grinding, it's easier." You suggest, your hands going to her butt, grabbing her fleshy cheeks, pulling and pushing her back and forth on top of you. Arin whines at the new sensation, feeling her clit grind on your pelvis. When she gets the hang of it you let go of her, allowing Arin to discover what she likes. You sit back and enjoy the pleasure of Arin gyrating and grinding herself on you, exploring all the new sensations and finding out what feels best for her.  

"Oh!" With a sob Arin finds something that she likes, and soon she is repeating that motion, making sure you hit her favorite spot she didn't know she had. You watch in awe and arousal as Arin twists herself into a pleasurable mess on top of you, her eyes open but unfocused, mouth hanging open, all her senses focusing on rubbing her clit on you and your cock on her g-spot. A flush spreads across her pale body, blood flowing hurriedly through her, matching the pace of her hips. Wordless moans escape her, rising in pitch as she rides you faster and faster, until finally she can ride you no longer.  

"Oh oh, something's-" You briefly see the whites of her eyes before they shut, her face going slack with pleasure before she ceases to function. "Nnngh!" A primal groan you never thought to hear from Arin finds its way to your ears as she collapses on you. You feel a gush of fluid cover your crotch, Arin losing herself completely and squirting all over you, her mind temporarily but completely overwritten with pleasure. You wrap your arms around her, holding her quivering body tenderly against you, stroking her messy hair down her toned back, feeling the heaves of her body gasping for breath. She lies against you motionless for several minutes, and you worry about her until you feel her fingers grab your arm, the rest of her body slowly coming back to life.  

"That was... intense, I’ve never came like that before." Arin gasps between breaths, lifting her body off you slightly and eyeing your glistening crotch and the large wet spot on her sheets. "Wow, why are we so wet?"  

"You squirted, you came really hard."  

"Oh no, I'm so sorry!"  

"No, it's really hot, it means you really enjoyed yourself there." You kiss the blushing maknae. "That's never happened before?"  

"N-no, it never feels that strong... or that wet when I do it with the unnies, the feeling was strange but really good." She nuzzles against your chest. "Thank you." The motion causes her to jerk against you, and your cock throbs in response, making you immediately aware of how close you are to climax.  

"You should get off, I'll take care of it if you're tired." You try to push her off you, but Arin holds on, instead sitting herself up on you again.  

"No, let me." Without a further word she starts riding you again, grinding herself against you like she did a few moments before. She rocks herself on you slowly, quiet, whispering moans leaving her lips, her sensitivity not allowing her to go any faster, but it is enough to bring you to the edge.  

"Arin, you should get off, I'm so close." She doesn't listen, upping her pace a little, using the last of her strength to pleasure you.  

"Arin, you need to stop, I can't last-" Arin seals your fate with a sweet kiss and a whisper filled with gratitude, her hair tickling your cheeks.  

"Don't."  

"Arin!" Her name fills the room, but your ears only hear her mewls of satisfaction as you drain yourself in her, giving yourself over to your orgasm completely. Your hands find their way to her butt, holding her down on you while your hips buck up into her, filling her up with your pent-up pleasure. You lose count of how many pumps you make, you just know to make sure it all goes in her. As the orgasmic haze in your head clears, all you hear are your own harsh pants and Arin's content whimpers, both of you completely spent and exhausted. Arin rolls off you tiredly, your spent cock leaving a trail of white down her thigh. The rest of you leaves her slowly, adding to the mess of her ruined bedsheets. You caress her cheek; no words, only gazes are exchanged before the two of you quickly succumb to sleep.  

The two of you wake up next morning to the ringing of a phone, the sun shining in your faces. Arin fumbles around, eventually finding her phone and answering it on speakerphone. "Binnie unnie?"  

"How was it? Was he good?"  

"Unnie, how can you ask me that!" Arin blushes furiously, embarrassed at being asked in such a straightforward fashion.  

"Aha he was good wasn't he?"  

Arin looks at you, turning a deeper shade of red before answering, "Yes, he was."  

"See, I told you! If he's still there can you remind him our lunch reservation is at 1? Thank you!"  

"I got it Binnie."  

"Oh oppa, you're awake too? I'll see you later!"  

The two of you get dressed, and you help Arin with replacing the ruined sheets with fresh ones, the two of you operating in an uncomfortable silence, neither of you knowing what to say. She walks with you to the door.  

"Are you going to be okay? About, you know..." you trail off, now it is your turn to feel awkward, trying to broach the topic of cumming in her.  

"Yes, don't worry about me, we all take pills."  

"Good, so umm..." Before you can make some sort of lame goodbye, Arin hugs you tightly.  

"Thank you oppa, that was the best I ever felt."  

"Not at all, I'm glad I could help you." You open the door, preparing to go, but not before Arin leaves you with promises for the future, her hand running sexily through her hair.  

"I can't wait to feel that again next time."

A/N: This concludes the OMG series for the foreseeable future. I’m not sure how to write Hyojung and Mimi, so there will likely be no chapters for them. I don't want to leave people waiting on chapters that may never come, so I'm deciding to end the series. I do plan on writing more for the OMG members (mainly Yooa, Binnie, and Jiho, maybe Arin), but they may or may not be included as part of the series. If it fits the “background” of this series (you as Binnie’s boyfriend-but-friend-with-benefits-for-other-members) I’ll put it in as additional parts to this series, but if they don’t, they will simply be standalone stories similar to the ones I have written for other idols with their own setup. Thank you for reading!

OMG Part 6: Soundproof - Hyojung

You find yourself in the WM Entertainment building, waiting on Binnie to finish recording her part in their latest song. You wander down the hallways, greeting staff members as you run into them. Your relationship with Binnie is a bit of an open secret, but you're not sure how much is known of your "activities" with the other members.  

"Hi oppa!" You hear a loud cheery voice ring down the corridor, causing you to lift your head from your phone. You see Hyojung waving at you, brightly smiling and beckoning at you. She's dressed simply, wearing a striped blue blouse and tight white pants.  

"Hey Hyojung, you finish your recording already?"  

"Yup, I was first! Now I'm just waiting on the other members now, they're further down the hall."  

"Got it, what are you up to?"  

"Just playing on my phone in this recording studio, it's nice and quiet and no one's using it."  

"Sounds good, have fun!"  You make to leave Hyojung alone, giving her some time to herself. But she grabs you before you can leave.  

"Wait, can you watch over my things for me? I have to go use the restroom real quick."  

"Uh sure, take your time." You fiddle around on your phone, leaning back and relaxing on the couch.  

"Ooh oppa what are you playing, is that a new game?" You almost jump out of your seat when Hyojung loudly announces her return.  

"You're so loud!" You exclaim at her, holding your hand to your ear, pretending that it's bleeding.  

"Oops sorry... anyway, I was thinking, we have time anyways, how about we enjoy ourselves?" She hands you a small nondescript remote before sitting down next to you. You press the "Start" button, and it doesn't take long for you to figure out what it starts, and what she was doing in the restroom.  

"Ahh!" Hyojung squeals, her hands going straight to her crotch as she tenses in pleasure. You quickly press the "Stop" button and look at the studio door, making sure it is closed. Lucky for you, it is.  

"Are you crazy, in your company studio?"  

"Oh don't worry, it's fine, there aren't any cameras in here if that's what you're afraid of. Come on, help me out, hmm?" She pleads at you brightly, the ever-cheerful leader seemingly very daring as well.  

"Okay, try to keep it down." You press the "Start" button again. Hyojung squeals once more, rubbing her thighs together, her whole body clenching against herself, her focus centered on the pleasure coming from her crotch. For several minutes you let the vibrator in her go, causing Hyojung to lean back on the couch, grabbing the back of it with her arms, bucking herself up in the air.  

"Ahh that's good!" With a loud cry she thrusts her hips off the couch before crashing back on it, her legs twitching. She looks at you with a goofy smile, panting heavily.  

"Did you cum already?"  

"Just a small one, keep going!" You look around, a wicked idea entering your mind.  

"No, you're too loud, go in there." You help Hyojung up before pushing her into the soundproof recording booth.

"There, now you can scream all you want." You wink at her before closing the door. With that you press the "Speed+" button on the remote repeatedly, making full use of the motor in Hyojung. You watch her jaw drop open, her neck muscles straining and tensing as she screams in the soundproof booth. Her hands grip the lyric stand tightly, in danger of shaking the stand to pieces while she shivers in orgasm. Her face gets redder and redder, seemingly gasping for oxygen, a bit of drool leaking from the edge of her mouth. You decide to let the poor girl have a rest, and Hyojung slowly sinks to the floor, holding on to the stand for support. You sit yourself in the producer chair and hit the mic button, letting you talk to her in the room.  

"How was that?" You stand up to see her, and Hyojung gives you the "Okay" sign, her face tired but still smiling. She tries to say something, but you can't hear her - she motions for you to put on the headset on the table.  

"Can you hear me now? That was great! Keep going!" Her energy and libido are far higher than you thought. You keep the headset on while turning on the vibrator again, and you immediately regret your decision.  

"Yes!" Hyojung's shrill scream pierces your ear before you knock the headset off your head. Your ears still ringing, you watch her hands busy themselves on her body, one hand unbuttoning her blouse while the other works on her pants, unbuttoning them and immediately sliding a hand underneath her panties. Soon she is a sexy mess, her blouse falling off her shoulders, revealing her pink bra and generous cleavage to you. Her hips hump at the air uselessly, her other hand in her panties, rapidly rubbing her clit.

With a sharp jerk and sudden stillness, you see Hyojung cum again, her mouth hanging open, definitely screaming her pleasure into the room. You keep her at the edge of orgasm, playing with the speed of the vibrator as her expression almost freezes in place, her body continuously feeling waves of unending but variable pleasure. Watching her squirm in front of you, you feel your own arousal rising and you enter the room, quickly dropping your pants and boxers to the floor. Hyojung gets your message and tries to follow suit. You don't give her that chance however, and you pull her panties down, trapping them at her knees instead. You take a moment to pull the vibrator out of her before you push her against the booth window, slipping yourself into her slick heat.  

"Oh god..." A loud moan escapes her lips as you replace the object in her with a much bigger and meatier tool. Hyojung was tight but wet, her multiple orgasms more than preparing her for your penetration. She was very sensitive, and loud screams punctuate the air every few pumps, her pussy contracting around you sharply every time. She was way too loud for you, and you find yourself cupping a hand over her mouth, keeping it shut as you rip more shrieks of delight from her body. You take the opportunity to feel her up, your other hand diving under her bra, groping her soft and bountiful chest. You squeeze her breast tightly for more grip as you pump into her, the sounds of flesh meeting flesh taking the place of Hyojung's muffled cries.  

"Oh shit!" You eyes widen as you see the door handle into the studio turning. Quickly you force the both of you down to your knees, and Hyojung ends up on all fours as you take her from behind. You try to stay silent and still, hoping that whoever enters the studio would just leave - the company might just end you if they caught you balls deep in the leader of their girl group. Said leader has other ideas though, as she begins backing herself on your cock, trying to get you to start moving again. Her walls prove too enticing for you, and you begin fucking her hard and fast. With your hand no longer over her mouth, Hyojung wails get louder and louder, the woman rocketing to her next orgasm. You grab her dark brown hair with one hand, pulling her head back, hoping that would make her quieter. She looks back at you, grabbing the hand on her head with one of hers and guiding it to where she wants it... it ends up at her throat.  

"Are you sure?" You stop pushing into her to ask, incredulous.  

"Don't stop, I'm so close!" She completely ignores your question, begging you to keep going instead. Your hand keeps a firm but gentle grip on her throat, but that proves futile when she pushes your hand further against her skin, feeling her fingers crush against yours, trying to get you to choke her. She gives you a toothy smile, clearly drunk on pleasure. You feel your orgasm rising, and your grip slowly but surely tightens around her neck as you thrust into her faster and faster. The room slowly goes silent, your fingers closing in around her as your orgasm approaches.  

"Yes, I'm-" Hyojung’s cry dies away into gasping silence, the two of you cumming at the same time. Your hand tightens involuntarily around her neck, and you feel her pussy similarly clamp down on you, tight as a vise. She milks you for all you have and you willingly give it to her, flooding her insides with your thick cum, driving into her with every shot you release. You feel her arc her back and shudder violently against you, reveling in her own orgasm.  

Rasping breaths and pants replace the loud screams that rang through the room previously when you finally come down from your high, your grip on her neck finally relaxing. You end up collapsing on her, pushing the both of you to the ground to recover. Making sure that you can't be seen through the booth window, you slowly get off her,  You quickly pull your pants up, slowly inching up to take a peek through the glass - luckily, it looks like whoever came in had left.  

"It looks like we're clear."  

"That's good. Oppa can you get me some wipes? They're in my bag." You look back down to see Hyojung sitting against the wall, a trail of white leaking out of her.  

"Right, be right back!" You hurriedly grab her bag from the studio couch, digging around and eventually finding the wet wipes. You help her collect the vibrator and place everything back in place as she wipes herself of your combined juices. Hyojung looks delectable, adjusting her bra and buttoning up her blouse again, and you take the chance to plant a hickey on her pale collarbone, causing the girl to moan in delight.  

"Hey! Now I'll have to hide it when we go on stage later today!" She pouts cutely at you.  

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself."  

"Thanks for playing along with me, that felt good." Her pout breaks into a beautiful smile.  

"Of course, but we should be getting back shouldn't we, won't the other be done by now?" Hyojung checks her phone and yelps, beckoning you to follow her. The two of you exit the booth and carefully leave the studio, hoping that no one noticed your joint absence. The two of you are caught red-handed however, by none other than Mimi, the group's rapper leaning against the wall right by the door.  

"Had fun?"  

"Oh hi Mimi, what brings you here?"  

"We finished, and it looks like the two of you finished too eh?"  

"W-we... How did you know we were here?" Hyojung fires her an awkward smile, trying to pretend everything is normal.  

"Unnie you're so silly, your bag was on the couch, and while the studio is soundproof, it certainly isn't smellproof! I could smell sex throughout the whole room!" Mimi smirks at her leader, enjoying the chance to make fun of her.  

"Fine fine, please don't let the others know, I'll be teased forever!" Hyojung begs Mimi, trying to win her favor with cute puppy eyes.  

"Why do they tease you?" You ask, but Mimi answers for her.  

"We always joke that the reason she smiles all the time is because of all the cumming she's doing, unnie's insatiable, and looks like it's true."  

"Please Mimi, don't let them know!"  

"Fine, but I have a price."  

"Yes! I'll buy you food, I'll do laundry for you!"  

"Not you, my price is for him." Mimi looks pointedly at you. Hyojung turns her pouting face to you, and you don't have a choice.  

"Sure, what is the price?"  

"This." Her hand drifts up and down lazily your body as she eyes you like a snack. "I want this. Not right now, we're too busy, but soon, I'll let you know."  

The three of you exit the building, and you're greeted by all the members, Hyojung running up to them and ushering them into the van.  

"Oppa, where were you, I thought you said you would wait for me?" Binnie runs up to you, slapping you in the arm.  

"I got lost in the building, luckily I ran into Hyojung and she showed me the way out."  

"You sure did run into Hyojung, multiple times even." Mimi's quip causes you to almost choke on yourself, but Binnie's look of understanding almost gives you a heart attack.  

"Ah hah, I see... You know I'm keeping count right? First Yooa unnie, then Seunghee unnie, then Arin, and now Hyojung unnie?"  

"You can count me next Binnie." You definitely choke this time, coughing up a storm as Mimi adds herself to the list.  

"Really?! You know... I'm going to collect on all of that sometime, you better be prepared." Binnie waves her finger at you. You give her a goodbye kiss to mollify her before she gets in the van. You feel a hand tap your shoulder, and you turn, only to feel a finger poking your cheek.  

"Got you, I'll see you soon, look forward to it!" Mimi teases you as she gets in the van, sliding the door shut with a bang. You have no idea what's in store for you when you see her next.

A/N: I am a liar, guess that teaches me not to conclude a series, you never know when you finally have a good idea (aka right after I say I can't think of anything). Mimi’s next at some point, and then I’ll have to make it up to Binnie for doing all the members. Thank you for reading!

OMG Part 7: Mirror - Mimi ft. Binnie

Sorry oppa, something came up last minute, I can't make it to our date tonight... sorry!  

It's okay... let's try again next week?  

Yes, I'll make it up to you, I promise!  

You sigh and put away your phone, Binnie's cancellation leaving you with nothing to do on a nice Friday night. Right after you put away your phone you hear it vibrate in your pocket. Annoyed at the poor timing, you pick up the call and snap. "What?"  

"What's your problem? Binnie's oppa, my place, I'm texting you the address, 9 pm, don't be late. Feel free to come naked." Click  

Mimi's rapid rap-like response surprises you - it's a call you've been expecting to receive since she caught you with Hyojung, but not quite in such a direct manner. Ah well, you had nothing better to do anyways, might as well be her plaything for the night. You sigh again as you go back to your desk and work, waiting for your boss to leave so that you can go too. The rest of the evening goes by uneventfully - you try texting Binnie to see what she's up to, but she's gone completely silent, not even reading your messages. Puzzled and annoyed, you show up at Mimi's place at 9 sharp.  

"Hi Mimi."  

"Hi Binnie's oppa, good, you're on time. Come in." You follow her into the apartment, and the aesthetic is definitely unique - simple, practical, and only a little cute, way less girly than Arin's or Binnie's place. "What do you want? Water, cola?"

“Anything’s fine, let’s just do it and get it over with.”  

"Come on, don't be like that Binnie's oppa, I’m sure you'll enjoy this too!" She closes the distance to you, her hand rubbing your crotch, feeling your cock through your pants. Frustrated after being stood up by Binnie, you mashed your mouth into hers, taking out your need and frustration on the blonde rapper. She pushes you away, teasing you with a wag of her finger.  

"Ah ah ah, my terms, remember? Or should I tell the company about what you did on their property?"  

"Fine... I'll have water." You growl in defeat, sitting down on the couch. Mimi comes back with a glass of water for you.  

"Also why do you call me Binnie's oppa all the time?" You ask her as you quench your thirst for now.  

"Well you're not my oppa, I barely know you."  

"Yet you call me here to fuck me?"  

"Those two things are not related."  

"I- sure, whatever." You give up trying to understand her logic. Mimi's phone rings from the bedroom, and she excuses herself to take it. After what sounded like a hurried conversation and a confirmation, she comes back to you excitedly after a little bit, sticking her head out.  

"Okay Binnie's oppa, ready to go, come in!"  

"Ready for what?"  

"No questions, just come in already."  

You step into Mimi's bedroom, and you take a proper look at her...  

"Did you change clothes?" Mimi was dressed in a stunning dark blue jacket, matching shorts, and stockings. Her blonde hair tied up, she looked at you seductively, a grin appearing on her blood red lips.  

"Why, do you like it?" She comes up to you, her hand going to your crotch again, feeling your cock harden. "Oh yes, I think you do." She grabs you with both hands on your collar, dragging you to the bed opposite her desk. Making you sit down on her bed, she backs off from you, starting some music on her laptop before putting on a slight dance for you. She peels off her jacket, revealing her perky breasts, framed tantalizingly by a purple bra. Jumping on your lap, Mimi straddles you, she brings her lips to your ear.  

"You know, I always wanted to try giving a lap dance." Her hips rock and sway above you, undulating rhythmically with the sensual music. She unties her hair, making her look more wild and unrestrained as she stares at you with lust. She grabs your hand, placing it over the stockings on her thighs.  

"It's just us in here, you can touch..." You blindly squeeze at her firm thighs, feeling how fit she is from dancing. Your other hand goes to the back of her head, pulling her close to you as you pepper her neck with kisses. Satisfied moans enter your ear, Mimi clearly enjoying the lap dance as much as you are. Her hips grind on you, getting close to your hard cock. She continues to try and tease you, but you've had enough. You wrap your arms around her lower back, pulling her in and down on you, your cock making contact with her crotch. Even through the multiple layers of fabric, you can feel the heat and wetness coming from her core. You rub your shaft along her clothed pussy, causing Mimi to let out soft whimpers as you pleasure her through her shorts.  

"Fuck it, I can't stand it anymore." She pushes you back on the bed, her hands going to your pants and pulling both boxers and pants off in a swoop. Your cock stands erect and ready, pointing straight up in the air.  

"Wow, Binnie, you're so lucky!" She says to herself, really loudly for some reason. You lean back, watching Mimi shrug out of her shorts and panties, her purple bra quickly follows, joining the pile of clothing on the floor. You stop her right as she makes to take off her stockings.  

"No, keep them on, you look way hot in that."  

"Really? You like stockings?" She repeats what you said, again really loudly for some reason.  

"Yes, just keep them on please."  

"Okay Binnie's oppa."  

She clambers on to the bed, taking off your shirt on the way up your body.  

"I'm not waiting, I'm fucking you now." She says as she lines herself up on your pole - you already feel her juices dripping on to your cock, causing you to throb with anticipation. With one slow but firm drop of her hips she takes all of you in her hot body.  

"Oh fuck, you're so big. Tell me Binnie's oppa, am I tight?"  

"Shit yes... you're tight."  

"Louder!" She shouts at you, raising her hips before dropping down on you again.  

"You're tight!"  

"Louder!" She slams her hips down on you, the clap of flesh against flesh echoing loudly in the room.  

"I said you're so fucking tight!" You grip her hips, half in anger and half in lust, getting carried away with the animalistic nature of the sex. You physically bounce Mimi on you, thrusting up hard into her as you pull her down. Her breasts jiggle deliciously, and you lean forward to capture one in your lips, licking and sucking firmly on her hard nipple. You set a hurried pace, moans slipping out as you enjoy lifting and dropping the petite woman on top of you.  

"Wait, wait! I want to change positions."  

"Fine, hurry up about it!" You shout at her, frustrated at being stopped. Mimi quickly gets off you before turning around, now facing away from you. She sinks down on you once again, and this time you get straight to work, wrapping your arms around her slim waist and pulling her back down on you. You pump into her from below, one hand on her breast and the other on her hip. You split her in half with your cock, driving up into her as you nip and suck on the back of her neck. You feel her juices coat your shaft and leak out of her with every violent buck of your hips. Mimi’s moans melt together into one long melody of pleasure.  

"Is this what you want?"  

"Yes! Yes!" Your hand pushes down on her abdomen, making sure you're hitting the spot that brings her mind-melting pleasure, causing her to cry out louder in joy.  

"Fucking cum, call me oppa and cum." Your snarl at her. Your other hand goes down to her clit, furiously swiping and flicking over it, rocketing Mimi to a shattering orgasm.  

"Oppa!" With a high-pitched wail you feel Mimi arc off your body, giving you a face full of her hair. She freezes in the air, her pussy clamping down hard on you, fluttering and trembling around your tool. As her sweaty body collapses back down on you, you slip out of her, but you're too far gone to care - you rub your shaft furiously against her slippery folds, and the stimulation is enough to tip you over the edge.  

"Ughh fuck!" With a groan your lurch up, pushing the two of you up off the bed for a moment. Cum flies out of you in powerful spurts, landing on Mimi's toned stomach, the floor, and almost making it to the laptop on the desk opposite the bed. Both of you end up limp on the bed, two sweaty bodies soaking into her sheets.  

"Mmm that was good, Binnie's so lucky..." She gets off you, walking shakily to the desk and picking up the laptop and coming back to the bed, not caring about the cum on her body.  

"Did you enjoy the show Binnie?"  

"Wait what?!" In the haze of your orgasm you barely process what Mimi is saying. As you open your eyes and turn to the laptop you see Binnie naked on her bed, legs spread, two fingers deep in herself. She is looking straight at you, her eyes unfocused in pleasure. Mimi unmutes the laptop, and you are treated to the moans of your girlfriend close to orgasm.  

"Hi oppa- ah!" With a shrill cry Binnie cums on the screen in front of you, coating her fingers with slick as she pulls them out.  

"She was watching this whole time... Binnie wanted to watch you fuck me, so she canceled on you today."  

"But why?" The thought is confusing, but also arousing. You feel yourself begin to recover already, watching Binnie shaking and coming down from her orgasm.  

"I-I like to watch..." You did not know Binnie had this side to her, and you're definitely into it.  

"Oh? And how did we do?" You sit up, pulling Mimi to sit between your legs, putting both of you on full display for Binnie.  

"It was so hot..." Her fingers drift down to her pussy, dipping into her soaked folds again. Her legs quivering as she goes one, two, then three knuckles deep in herself.  

"Did you like watching me fuck Mimi right in front of you?" You mimic Binnie's movements on Mimi, plunging two fingers deep into the rapper. Binnie can only nod, biting her lips as small whines escaped her.  

"Hey, I'm supposed to be in charge here!" You hear Mimi complain, but ignore completely - her moans more than give it away that she's enjoying your treatment, the erotic video call turning her on more than she thought.  

"Show me what you like to do." You command Binnie.  

"I like to touch myself here." Her hand grabs her breast, massaging it.  

“And?”

“And here...” Binnie’s gasps out, her other hand playing with her clit. You mimic Binnie's actions on Mimi, drawing similar moans from the older girl. The rest of it is a mess of half-words and groans as Binnie loses herself to the insanity of masturbating in front of both of you. You "help" Mimi follow along, the pleasure causing her hands to be stuck to your thighs, grabbing you almost painfully. Like an obscene version of Simon Says you reflect every movement Binnie makes on Mimi's body, faster and faster. Soon both girls are mere puddles of pleasure, moaning and writhing on a hand in front of each other.  

"Oppa I'm so close!" Binnie shouts into the screen.  

"Are you close too Mimi?" You ask with a sly grin. She can only look up at you and nod, her eyes wanting more, wanting you to help her join Binnie in climax.  

"Cum Binnie, cum for us!"  

"I'm cumming!" On Bnnie’s cue you finger Mimi rapidly, your palm rubbing her clit as your fingers find her sweet spot again and again in quick succession.  

"F-fuck, me too!" You watch the two Oh My Girl members tense in mirrored orgasms, fluids flying out from both of their stunning bodies - you can't tell if Binnie has covered her camera with her juices, or if Mimi has covered your screen with hers. You feel Mimi quiver in your arms, the strong orgasm rendering her breathless for the moment. Binnie collapses back on her bed, giving you a view of her pink pussy, her honey still slowly flowing out of her. The view is too arousing for you, and you kiss Mimi on the forehead, trying to draw her attention.  

"I need to fuck you again Mimi, how do you want to do it?"  

"I-..." Mimi's unsure, she was not expecting you to be able to go two rounds. With a grin she figures out what she wants. "Let's give Binnie a show, fuck me from behind." She gets on all fours, facing the laptop.  

"Binnie, are you still watching? We're going to fuck again!" She’s too tired to respond, instead giving the two of you a thumbs-up. Mimi wiggles her rear at you. "Come on, what are you waiting for?"  

You mount Mimi from behind, leaning over her. You guide your head to her entrance, and with two hands on her hips you pierce her delightful heat once more. You are overwhelmed by her increased tightness, grunting right by her ear and into the laptop.  

"Fuck, you're even tighter now!"  

"Yeah? You like that Binnie's oppa? Come on, let's go!" Mimi is demanding, pushing her hips back at you, trying to get you to fuck her already. You pull back before thrusting into her powerfully to shut her up, earning a loud moan for your trouble.  

"Yes, just like that!" Mimi's cries ring in the room and into the laptop as you set a fast pace. You slap her fleshy cheeks several times, adding to the clapping that occurs with every pound you give her.  

"Yes oppa, fuck her like that!" You see through the screen that Binnie has recovered, leaning forward into her camera, her hand thrusting in and out of herself from behind, as if trying to imagine you were pounding her instead. Her moans and wet slops coming through the speakers turn you and Mimi on even further, feeling the blonde tighten even more on you, her cries going higher in pitch. The pressure in your crotch increases as you continue to take Mimi from behind. The whole scene, completely beyond your wildest dreams, quickly send you to your peak.  

"Mimi, where-"  

"C-cum in me!" The two girls simultaneously scream out their desires, and you throw yourself on to Mimi, flattening her on the bed, making her fill the camera shot entirely.  

"Damn!" With a roar you feel yourself unleash everything you have left into Mimi, pushing her deep into the bed. The sensation of your seed splashing and filling her tight walls triggers Mimi's orgasm, her jaw falling open in a silent scream, her expression slack as she shakes and twitches under you. The knowledge that you are filling her fellow member with cum, and the erotic look of pure pleasure on Mimi's face sets Binnie off.  

"Oppa!" Binnie's hips buck violently as she cums, her body rocking forward with every wave of pleasure she imagines you delivering to her, before finally collapsing on the bed in exhaustion as well.  

For a while the only sounds that are heard from the three of you are pants and gasps, trying to get oxygen back in your bodies, having previously been so filled with pleasure, cum, and fingers.  

You hear a faint whisper coming through the laptop. "Show me what you did to her." You get Mimi to sit up, supporting her tired body against you. You spread her folds for the camera, showing the white mess you made inside her beginning to leak out.  

"Damn, you came a lot... thanks oppa, that was such a good show." With a raise of her tired arm Binnie hits a button on her laptop and her screen winks out, disconnecting the call. You feel Mimi sink further into your arms, and you grow a little concerned for her.  

"Hey, are you okay? Sorry, was that too much?"  

"No no... Binnie's right, that was such a good show, I feel so full, and I'm so... tired." With her last word she slips out of your embrace and collapses on to the bed. You gently move her so that she is lying on a pillow - feeling drained of cum and energy yourself you fall next to her, pulling the covers over both of you. The laptop enters sleep mode just as you do.  

--The next morning--  

You wake up to the smell of breakfast and the sound of a reprimand as you exit Mimi's room.  

"Hey, put some clothes on before you eat!" You tramp back to her room, throwing on your clothes before taking a seat at the dining table and eating the porridge Mimi made.  

"You're a good cook!"  

"Thanks, I'm probably the best among the members."  

"That's great." You eat the rest of the meal in silence, unsure how to bring up the crazy night. "Hey so.. about last night-"  

"We're even, I'm never telling the company about you, that was far beyond what I expected, Binnie's so lucky."  

"No, I'm the lucky guy."  

"Yeah, maybe you are, you get to fuck all of us, and the company even allows you and Binnie's relationship."  

"I totally agree." You finish your breakfast, helping Mimi clean up before heading out, the two of you having your own places to be. Mimi stops you before the two of you part ways.  

"Hmm, I think we're more than even..." Her hand goes down your body and to your crotch again. "In fact, I think I owe you after last night. You have my number, you ever want me to pay you back, you let me know, oppa."  

"You're impossible."  

"I know." She blows you a goodbye kiss before heading out, her hips swaying sexily as you watch her go. Shaking your head, you walk out, ready for another morning and another day. Your phone vibrates in your pocket, and you check your phone to see a message from Binnie.  

I think I want to make it up to you today, I want to get some “filming” done. Look what I got ;)  

She sends you another message, a picture of stockings. Damn, you're not sure if you're ready for another night.

A/N: Okay, that properly concludes the Oh My Girl series for now. I’ll still write for the group at some point, but it might either be a standalone or as part of this series. Thank you for reading!

OMG Part 8: Role Play - Binnie ft. Jiho

“3 pm, WM conference room 9, business casual, don’t be late.”

Those were Binnie’s curt instructions before she hung up on you with a click. You gulp, knowing that she is collecting her due on you having fun with all the other members. You were excited with what she might want to do, but the thought of doing it in her company’s conference room terrifies you a little. You ask the other members about her, but they either feign ignorance or Binnie has kept her plans from all of them too.

Resigned to whatever she has planned you don your suit jacket, your best shirt and trousers, and head over to the group’s company building. It was a weekend, so you enter the thankfully empty building without much issue. After looking at the building map and wandering through a maze of winding corridors, you end up in front of conference room 9. Unsure about what to do, you knock on the door.

“Come in.” You hear Binnie’s voice respond.

“Hey Binnie!” You open the door, smiling and happy to see your girlfriend again. She stands up, her icy look stops you in your tracks before her looks stops your breathing - She is dressed in a black suit jacket not unlike your own, along with matching suit pants, but underneath she is wearing a white tube top, showing off her slim abs. Her short black hair completes her CEO look beautifully.

“Binnie? Is that how you address your boss?!” She barks, snapping you out of your daze.

“I-I’m sorry! M-miss Bae?” You ask, slowly understanding what she has planned for you.

“Director, but that will do, come service me.” Your eyes widen at her words as she settle back in the large conference chair at the head of the table, a thin belt tying her jacket together, not letting you see her figure underneath.

“S-service you?”

“Yes, come over here.” You walk over to her, taking in the conference room - it was pretty standard - a large oval table in the middle, one nice comfy chair that Binnie’s sitting in at the head of the table, and several chairs along the sides. There seem to be another door into the conference room, opposite from where you entered, you’re unsure where that leads to.

Binnie taps away at her laptop, one hand motioning to her shoulders when you arrive behind her.

“Give me a massage while I work.”

“Yes Miss Bae.” Your hands knead at her shoulders, working the knots out of her neck. You decide to play along with her plan. “Long day today Miss Bae? You seem tense.”

“Shut up, I pay you to massage, not talk.” She shuts you up with an freezing remark.

Your continue to work her shoulders in silence, the only sound in the room being her fingers on the keyboard, and the occasional clearing of her throat as the two of you try to continue her role play. After a while she shrugs you off, her hands going to her jacket and sliding it off, exposing her creamy skin and delectable shoulders.

“Keep going.”

“Yes Miss Bae.”

You delight in feeling her soft skin under your hands, and so does Binnie apparently, unable to suppress a soft moan of satisfaction. You continue to massage her neck and shoulders, feeling the goosebumps rising on her skin while you work. Her breaths get heavier the longer you go, her shoulders rising and falling visibly, and you see her flush faintly red, spreading through her body.

Suddenly you hear an alert ring from her laptop, and she jolts in her seat, breaking the two of you from your trance.

“Newbie!” She addresses you, her tone business-like. “I have a conference call, get under the desk.”

“I-I’m sorry?”

“Get under the desk, you are going to continue to service me while on the call.” She scoots to the edge of her chair as you get under the desk. With a clink of her belt and the sound of fabric sliding down her legs, you see her pants and panties by her ankles. You look up from the ground and are greeted by the sight of her pink folds, already shining with her arousal. She grabs you by your head, pulling you closer to her crotch. She tilts your head up, making sure you hear her every word.

“Lick me, but you better not make me cum, if you make me cum you’ll regret it.” Her challenge puzzles you.

“What? Lick you but not make you cum, how do I do that?”

“That’s your problem, now lick.” She pulls your head in, her thighs closing in around you, and you are forced to scoot closer to her, her legs ending up trapping your shoulders from behind. You end up buried between her toned thighs, face planted wholly in front of her slit. She bucks her hips into you, making you kiss her lower lips, and you take the hint, sticking your tongue out and lapping at her juices.

You vaguely hear Binnie talking as you get to work, her thighs muffling your hearing. You’re not sure how much of this is real and how much of it is her being true to her role, but you do your best to bring her pleasure, licking up and down her folds, kissing and blowing gently over her pussy. To your satisfaction you feel her legs quiver against your body, her thighs squeezing your head gently when you reach higher with your tongue, flicking her sensitive nub.

You lean in further, delving your tongue into her tunnel, running it along her walls. You feel her freeze in place as you do so, a pity you couldn’t see her face contorted in pleasure as she tries to keep her voice steady. You keep at it, prodding and exploring her heat with your tongue, enjoying her taste as you do so. It is only when you feel a sharp contraction of her walls that you remember your task, and you quickly back out, not wanting to bring her to orgasm. Her thighs squeeze your head, her legs twitching against your back in frustration, her body desiring a peak even as her commands said otherwise earlier.

You go back to lighter licks, teasing Binnie, keeping her on the edge, not giving her the penetration her body is crying out for. You play with the area around her pussy, kissing her thighs, drawing circles on her flesh with your tongue, your hands gripping her thighs firmly to keep her in place. You’re not sure how her call is going, but to echo her sentiment earlier, that’s her problem.

Thinking she has backed off her orgasm enough you go back to her slit, dripping with even more juices than before. You lick her eagerly, poking just a little bit of your tongue into her. Her thighs quickly tighten around you again, and in your attempt to control the pace, your nose bumps into her clit, sending a small spurt of juice in your face. You decide to tease her just that little bit more, your tongue taking a quick swipe at her nub, and she splashes your face with more liquid arousal. You feel her body tremble, her knees going around your head, trying to pull you in, but you manage to deny her any further contact.

The trembling soon stops however, and her thighs finally release the muffling on your ears. You hear a “I have to go, bye.” from Binnie, the call apparently over. You are shocked when Binnie pulls you up by your hair, your eyes suddenly seeing her palm, before you feel your head split open by one of her patented finger flicks.

“Ow fuck!” You shout, stunned by the sudden pain. You feel your head jerked up, looking up at Binnie from a kneeling position.

“You useless asshole, the second worst thing you could’ve done is make me cum, but you went ahead and did the worst thing possible!” Her hand shakes in anger, moving your head around roughly.

“W-what did I do?”

“You ruined my orgasm! Fuck you, you owe me one right now, get in the chair!”

“What, how?” You are confused, did you really bring her to orgasm with that last lick? She doesn’t give you time to think however, pulling you up by your hair before shoving you into the chair. She damn near tears your pants and boxers off, your cock more than ready for her.

“Binnie wa-” She shuts you up with a loud moan as she impales herself on you, taking you all the way to the hilt. She rides you hard and fast, her hips never stop moving as she grinds down on you, her hair becoming a mess with her violent riding. The entire chain of events has your mind reeling, and seeing Binnie take complete control of the situation turns you on to no end - you hadn’t seen this side of her before. She grabs you by the collar, taking your lips hungrily, her tongue plundering your mouth. Her riding gets even rougher, and you can hear her body clapping against yours as she slams and grinds into you. Her pussy grips you like a velvet glove, tighter despite her ruined orgasm.

The entire thing proves too hot and too much for you to handle, and your orgasm descends on you in a rush. With a groan against her lips you wrap your arms around her waist tightly, pulling her against you and releasing a thick load inside her. Binnie feels the sudden warmth flowing into her and breaks the kiss, snapping you out of your orgasm instantly with a stinging slap across your face.

“You can’t even last long enough for your woman? Might as well get another girl!” As you mind reels from both pain and pleasure, she yells at the unknown door behind you.

“Secretary Kim, come in!” In your current state you are shocked to see Jiho come through the door, dressed in a loose white blouse and beige pants.

“You called Director Bae?” Binnie sits on the conference table, kicking you and the chair you’re in away, leaving you rolling across the conference room. She spreads her legs for Jiho, a small stream of white leaving her folds.

“Clean me.”

“Right away.” Without a second word Jiho dives into Binnie, one hand brushing her hair back while the other spreads Binnie open further. She licks up the trail of your cum spilling from Binnie, before fully making out with her pussy. Jiho puts on a show for you, planting her tongue on Binnie’s clit and licking it firmly, driving the already on-edge Binnie to a quick climax.

“Finally! Ah yes!” With a squeal the “Director” pushes Jiho into her crotch, bucking her hips up into Jiho’s face. After a minute of intense flexing, Binnie finally relaxes her grip on Jiho, allowing the supposed secretary to break away and face you, her face covered with her boss’ fluids.

“Good job Miss Kim.”

“T-thank you.” Jiho says, taking deep breaths to recover her breath. Binnie stands up, getting behind Jiho. She forcefully strips her secretary, lifting Jiho’s blouse up and over her head, removing her bra with a simple snap, exposing Jiho’s petite breasts to you.

“Miss Kim here has told me she misses your cock, so I graciously invited her here today.” Binnie says as she pulls down Jiho’s pants, a damp spot already visible on her panties.

“In fact, I was calling her just now, I was telling her exactly what you were doing to me, until you ruined everything.” She looks at you with a venomous glare, causing you to visibly flinch as she walks towards you.

She places both hands on the armrests of your chair. “So, you will make her cum with your cock, as many times as she wants, and if you cum… Miss Kim, panties.” She holds her hand out behind her. Jiho obediently slides her panties off her long legs, handing them to Binnie. “I swear I will make you wear her panties on your head when you walk out of the building.”

“I-I… okay.” You had no other choice but to agree, even though you’re not sure how long you can last - even after climaxing once, the situation was insane, and adding Jiho to the mix turned you on even more.

“Good, now lie down on the table.” You do as Binnie orders, lying down on the conference table, your cock already hard, sticking up rigidly in the air .

“Get on top.” She orders to Jiho.

“Yes.”

Your cock throbs when you see Jiho’s mischievous face hover over you, looking breathtaking. Her expression strangely turns to one of worry though. She turns back to Binnie.

“Binnie, oppa’s face-” Jiho breaks character to ask Binnie… about your face?

“Shut up and fuck him. Or do I have to do that for you as well?” You wanted to ask what’s wrong with your face, but with a hand on Jiho’s lower back and another on your shaft, she connects the two of you, getting you to penetrate Jiho immediately.

“Ahhh!” Jiho’s loud moan is one of pure fulfillment, finally feeling your thick shaft in her - it had been a while since you’ve been with her.

“Happy Miss Kim?”

“Y-yes, thank you Director Bae.”

“Good, now fuck him. Ride him to as many orgasms as you want.” Jiho willingly listens to Binnie, beginning to bounce in your lap. Her moans and pants accompany every drop of her hips on to you, and you can’t help but join in, your moans echoing through the conference room. Her walls cling on to every inch of your length, not wanting to let go as she raises her hips, before welcoming you back into her heat over and over again.

You spy a smirk on Binnie’s face as she slips out of her top, taking a seat in her original chair and watching the two of you go at it. She splays her legs in the chair, her fingers spreading her folds, letting you watch her plunge two fingers into her pink flesh over and over again. The sight of Binnie pleasuring herself only makes you bigger and harder, causing Jiho to cry out in pleasure.

“You’re so big!” She whines and collapses on you, her hips moving with a mind of their own, her stiff nipples teasing your body as she moves. She slides in and out of you so easily, her wetness coating your shaft, showing off her need for you to Binnie, who watches your fucking intently. She is apparently unsatisfied with something though, and she gets up off the chair, flicking her juices off her fingers as she walks over.

“Come on Miss Kim, do I need to do everything for you?” She places a hand on Jiho’s curved and undulating hip. “…Here!” Just as Jiho begins a sink of her hips Binnie pushes down on her lower back, and you grit your teeth and moan, feeling your shaft push deeper than before, your head opening up Jiho even further.

“Oh fuck, so deep, yes!” Jiho wails, climaxing instantly at the new depths you have reached inside her. “Ohhhh…” Binnie keeps Jiho pinned on your cock, drawing out her moan, the young woman convulsing in brilliant pleasure around you. You throw your head back, trying to resist the delicious pressure her pussy exerts on you, luring you to join her. Binnie lowers herself to Jiho’s ear, allowing you to hear what she has to say.

“Come on Miss Kim, you don’t get to fuck him often, why not have another orgasm.” Which is exactly what Binnie gives Jiho, grabbing her by the hips and lifting the trembling woman, before plunging her down on you harshly, plugging you deep inside her once more.

“Oh! No, wait-” Jiho is thrown over the edge into another orgasm, her pleasure and slick flowing free and fast now. She kisses you, screaming into your mouth as Binnie repeats the movement, throwing her down on to your shaft, demanding another orgasm out of her secretary. Wave after wave of honey flow out of Jiho, her body fully at Binnie’s mercy. You feel her lips leave yours mid scream, Binnie pulling Jiho off your face.

“I did not say you could kiss him Miss Kim.” Jiho looks up at Binnie with frenzied eyes, her mouth drooling at the back-to-back-to-back peaks Binnie subjected her to. “Only a few more orgasms for you then.”

“No- mmmgh!” Jiho grits her teeth, biting back a scream as Binnie makes her cum on your now-slippery cock once more. You’re pretty sure the orgasms are both punishment and reward for Jiho at this point. And for you too, as you bite your lower lip, trying desperately not to cum.

“P-please Binnie, no more! I’m going crazy! Rest, I need a rest!” Jiho breaks character, begging to be let off as Binnie holds Jiho up, keeping you half inside her trembling and quivering body, her juices still flowing around your cock.

“Binnie?” She asks Jiho, with one eyebrow raised.

“Director Bae, I’m sorry, Director Bae!”

“That’s more like it, but no more for you today, get off him and get out, or stay and watch, I don’t care.” She finally releases Jiho from her grasp, the drained secretary weakly clambering off you, her thighs glistening from her many orgasms. Binnie cups Jiho’s cheek, causing her to jerk at the sudden gentle touch.

“You did great, thanks for the show.” Blushing, Jiho nods, taking a seat in one of the many chairs in the room, not caring that she’s staining it, her mind still in the clouds of orgasm.

“You on the other hand, I’m not done with you.” Binnie takes Jiho spot, climbing over you. Between her own wetness and Jiho’s slick on your cock you slide easily into her. You moan out loud with her, the two of you fitting together like a perfect puzzle.

“I better cum the same number of times as Miss Kim did before you even think about finishing!” She says before she starts rocking her hips, sending thunderbolts of pleasure through your body.

“B-Binnie-” She gives you a look. “Sorry, Director Bae. I-I can’t last that long!” You whine to her, already feeling the knot in your core.

“You will! Make it last!” She demands, her words coming in between pants as the pleasure creeps up on her quickly. The two of you grunt, groan, and shout, Binnie taking all the pleasure she can from you while you desperately try to stave off your own orgasm. She grinds you intensely, wet squishy sounds coming from your connection, her eyes looking into yours with hunger.

The two of you lose track of time, Binnie whining and screaming every time she bounces or grinds on you, while you bite your lower lip, tasting blood as you try to hold off your own orgasm. You don’t hear Jiho, so you’re not sure if she’s still watching the two of you - but then again, you don’t hear anything anymore other than your girlfriend’s deafening cries of pleasure. After what seemed like hours in your pleasure-addled brain, her walls contract around your throbbing cock, and you know that the both of you are close.

“Binnie, I can’t do it anymore!” You cry to her, crushing your lips against hers and screaming into the kiss. Thankfully, neither can she.

“Oppa cum with me!” At last Binnie breaks character, and you let yourself go just as you feel her muscles wrap around your shaft, sending both of you into absolute bliss.

“Fuck!” Her screams join yours as cum explodes from your tip, painting her pink pussy white, filling her completely to the brim. Binnie’s mind is shattered by pleasure, wave after wave of her slick mixing with your semen. All she can do is hold on to you, hugging and kissing you as her entire body twists and shudders around your shaft, your cock pumping load after load of your seed deep into her. The two of you are completely wiped out by probably your strongest orgasms ever, kissing each other passionately and mindlessly between ragged breaths, your bodies still moving on their own, her warmth milking your shaft, draining you for every drop you have.

In a daze the two of you get off the conference table when the pleasure finally subsides, a mess of fluids trailing your broken connection when you slip out of her. Neither of you care, and you stagger into the big comfy chair, Binnie joining you in your lap.

“Oppa I love you…” Were the first words out of Binnie’s mouth, as she begins kissing you gently, not like her harsh or demanding kisses before.

“I love you too.” Only sweet intimate nothings are exchanged as the two of you comfort each other after the intense session. You bring your hands to her cheeks. She tries to do the same, only to have you flinch as you feel a sting on your cheek. “Ow!” Only Jiho had noticed it earlier, but Binnie had left three red lines on your cheek, her nails breaking skin with the slap earlier.

“S-sorry oppa! I didn’t mean to hit you that hard… does it hurt?” Binnie asks you, her hands gently touching the scratch.

“Not really, we just need to come up with an excuse on how I got them. Unless you want people to know how rough you are during sex.” She hits your chest lightly, cuddling in your arms.

“Thanks for playing along, was it too much?” She asks you quietly.

“I-it got a little intense.” You admit. “I’m sorry I ruined your orgasm…”

“N-no, I was just so turned on by the whole thing, having you under me while I called Jiho, and you did such a good job licking me, I lost control, and then I got frustrated when you ruined it.”

“At least it’s good to know it turned you on so much, I’ll tease you less next time.” You quip, peppering her with kisses.

“Next time?”

“Of course, we both came so hard at the end there, we’re definitely doing it again.” Binnie is surprised but pleased at your willingness to go along with her role playing, looking at you with a silly smile.

“Are you sure?”

“Just less slapping, and maybe no finger flicks.”

“I’m sorry!” She places a hand on where she hit you, kissing the small bump on your head.

The two of you cuddle for a while longer, but eventually both of you get dressed, your proper business clothing all wrinkled and messed up by now.

“Why was Jiho here, and where did she go?” You ask Binnie, looking around and not finding her.

“She just wanted you, and she didn’t mind playing along when I told her what my plans were. She probably left after she was done, you made her cum too hard to continue anyways.”

“You mean you made her cum so hard, you were fucking her for me.”

“She… likes to lose control sometimes.” Binnie admits to you, blushing at revealing her knowledge about Jiho.

“Sounds like this wasn’t your first time doing this then hmm?” You peck her on the nose.

“It’s… hot.”

“I’m sure it is.”

The two of you do your best to clean up the conference room, both of you making multiple trips to the washroom to get more paper towels, wiping away all evidence of your “game”. The two of you head out of the building, no one else the wiser for what went on in conference room 9.

“You know, Director Bae…” You hug Binnie from behind, feeling her shudder as you call her by that title. “You like being called Director don’t you?”

“Quiet! And don’t hug me, people can see us!” You can feel her blush, the heat radiating off her face as you peck her on the cheek. She doesn’t try to break out of your hug though.

“Director Bae, I think I failed your final request, you didn’t cum as many times as Miss Kim did earlier.”

“And?” She shakes in your arms, suppressing a giggle.

“I think you should let me make it up to you at my place. Just tell Miss Kim and the others that you’ll be… occupied tonight.”

“Very good newbie, I’m glad you are taking… initiative.” Binnie’s cheeks are a delightful pink, her body warming up to your idea in more ways than one.

“Of course Director, how about we stop for a bite to eat first?” You ask her deferentially.

“Yes, lead the way.” You hold her hand, your fingers interlocking with hers. Binnie leans in, kissing you lovingly, neither of you caring about being caught right now.

“Thanks oppa, I love you.”

“Love you too, Director Bae.”

A/N: Binnie looked so good in the Season’s Greetings I had to write her! After trying a subby SinB I wanted to try a dom idol, so it seemed a good fit with Binnie looking like a boss. Thank you for reading!

Oh My Girl Part 9: Capture - Yooa

“Hi Yooa!”

”Hey oppa, what’s up?“

"Not much, Binnie said you wanted to take some professional photos?”

“Oh, yes, thank you!”

“Not at all, what did you want to take photos of?”

“Me!”

“You? I thought you wanted to take some photos, not be the one being photographed.”

“Oh, I wanted you to take professional photos of me. It’s for Instagram!”

“I don’t think you need a professional set up for that…” You say with uncertainty.

“We’re idols, Instagram photos are professional photos.” She chides you, and you find it hard to disagree. “Set up then, we’ll just take it here okay?” You shrug and begin setting up your tripod and camera, at least it’s less time-consuming then actually going around taking photos.

“Okay I’m good, do you need time to change?”

“What, this isn’t good enough for photos?” You see her point - Yooa was dressed in an orange long-sleeved top, her chest seemingly stretching the fabric to its limit. Her bare midriff was deliciously visible, ending in her cute bellybutton right above the waistline of her loose grey sweatpants.

“Of course, you’re right. I guess I’ll begin by taking a few shots, and you can decide how you want to pose.”

The shutter clicks rapidly as you take a few pictures of her lounging around: One of her lying on the sofa, smiling cutely at the camera. Another one of her leaning back on the sofa, not-so-subtly pushing her chest out as she looks away from the camera. She then sits up properly, raising her hands above her head and stretching to one side, then the other, pulling the fabric on her chest up tight, exposing more of her midriff. You take a few more of her in different poses, before you stop to show her what you’ve taken so far.

“Mmm… Those are good. Let’s keep this, this, and this, and then I have a few more poses in mind.” You quickly mark those to keep, and then go back to taking a few more photos of Yooa. She leans forward, her face now lightly blushing, a naughty look in her eye. You adjust your posture slightly to hide the erection beginning to grow in your pants. Suddenly, she bites her lip and drops her head, and you resist the urge to take a picture of her like that, her expression erotic all of a sudden.

“You okay?”

“Ah… yes, I’m fine.” She lounges on the sofa once more, resting her head on her hand. “One last pose like this.” She bites her lip and smiles, but you notice the smallest curl of her toes and fingers.

“Done.” You say, hastily looking away to not tease yourself further.

“Make sure… Make sure you capture this oppa!” She drops her head, her hips lifting up off the couch sensually. Her entire body shudders briefly, and with a rapid series of moans she suddenly arches her back and snaps her head off the couch. The side profile of her orgasmic form is burned into your memory - hips up, back curved, her chest beautifully pushed out, her mouth open, lips in that perfect little “O” shape you know she makes when she cums.

“Y-Yooa?” You find yourself gasping just as heavily as Yooa is, as if you were the one who had just cum.

“Did you manage to take a photo of me cumming?” She looks up at you through the camera, her face even more flushed now, biting her lip to entice you. “If not… ah! C-Come fuck another one out of me.” You almost knock your camera over as you rush towards her. Your grow even harder when you see the dark grey spot between her legs, her juices soaking through her sweatpants.

“I did not… what are you doing?”

“What does it look like? Getting you to take a picture of me cumming.”

“Why?”

“Doesn’t matter… ooh!” She shudders, and you watch her ruin her pants even further as her body is wracked by more pleasure. You hear a small buzzing sound, and you instantly realize what’s going on. You make to pull off her sweatpants, and Yooa makes no effort to stop you, her hands still curled in fists, dealing with the vibrating source of pleasure. You peel the waist of the pants down and over her curvy cheeks, revealing the smooth skin underneath, her underwear conspicuously missing… and a vibrating butt plug between her legs.

“What is this?” You ask her huskily.

“A butt plug… and you have the other plug right there.” Her gaze drifts to your erection straining against your pants. “Come here and plug me.” Right before you pounce on Yooa you remember the job she wanted you to do - you walk over and grab a remote control for the camera. You hand her the remote and take off your shorts and boxers.

“Press the button when you’re cumming.”

You give Yooa no further instructions, instead getting on top of her and pushing into her from behind.

“Fuck oppa, oh fuck!” With a long drawn out moan you push firmly into Yooa’s tight and wet pussy, both of you relishing in pleasures of the flesh. You haven’t been with her in a while, only a few times since the first time when you caught her masturbating. Both of you missed each other greatly, as evidenced by Yooa pushing her ass back against you as you shove deeper into her, the vibrations of the butt plug adding to your enjoyment of her body. The room is filled with her cries of joy as you begin pumping your shaft into her, your cock lighting every nerve in her body.

“Harder!” You lift her hips and push her down to the sofa, giving you a better angle to fuck her in, every pump of your cock into her driving Yooa insane with pleasure. She revels in the ecstasy of being dominated, giving up control of the situation for greater pleasure, the heightened sensations of being double-stuffed overwhelming her quickly. She screams as you continue to batter her with thrust after thrust, her face buried in the cushion, allowing you to do whatever you wanted to her. Muffled screams get absorbed by the sofa as you begin pulling the butt plug in and out of her, and you delight in the way she contracts around you whenever you push the plug all the way in.

“O-Oppa I’m cumming again!”

“Don’t forget to capture yourself.” You watch her hand tense up and seize the remote, making the shutter click rapidly as the pleasure begins to overtake her. Already turned on from posing and cumming in front of you, Yooa wails and quickly succumbs to another, her toned body trembling. You wrap your arms around her tiny waist and pump your hips furiously into Yooa’s clenching wetness, fucking her through her orgasm. Her slick drips from your connection, staining the grey couch underneath. Between the vibrations and your furious thrusting you were already close, but you didn’t want it to end yet.

You pull out, your shaft drenched with her slick. You tug the butt plug out and toss it to the side, more of her juices leaking out of her as you do so. You flip her on her back, and Yooa hurriedly takes off her top and bra, showing off her perky breasts, generous for her frame. Your lips latch on to one stiff nipple as you take your time to enjoy her body, not wanting the photoshoot to end so quickly. Cute little moans and gasps escape her as your lips, tongue, and fingers roam over her lithe body - you almost wish you had used the record function instead to capture the little sounds she makes… and the irresistible begging tone of her voice.

“Oppa please cum for me… come do me again!”

“Lie on your side and I will.” You wanted to make sure you capture this moment. Yooa quickly listens to you, and you get behind her, most of your body obscured by hers in front, making sure the camera captures her beautiful body on full display. You hook your arm under her leg, exposing her lewdly for the camera, and with one smooth thrust you slide into her again. You turn her head towards you, kissing her while you thrust deep into her body, your balls bumping against her clit every time. Your other hand plays with one jiggling breast, making her whine needily into your mouth.

“Mmm oppa, I’m so close…”

You see the lust in your eyes reflected in hers, the two of you barely able to keep them open. You grasp her hand, making sure she keeps the remote still in her grip pressed.

“Cum with me… Capture the moment I fill you.” Your breath grows harsher as you lift her leg almost perpendicular to her body, showing off her flexibility, and more importantly your cock driving straight into her pussy over and over again.

“Oh god… oh yes yes yes!” Yooa moans erotically, and you groan in reply, your cock throbbing before exploding inside her, filling her with a torrent of semen. The sudden warmth in her pussy pulls her over the line with you, and her walls contract around you even more tightly, squeezing your cum out the edges of your connection as she milks you to the point of overflowing.

A wave of her own juices wash over your shaft, enticing you to deliver more thick seed into her, both of you crying out in satisfaction as the camera captures every hot moment of your session, the shutter clicking non-stop. Both of you keep going, your hips rocking into hers as she undulates against you, until finally her hand relaxes and the remote clatters to the floor, the camera finally going silent.

“Fuck that was amazing Yooa…” You groan when you finally recover, kissing her sweaty neck, the sofa suddenly feeling too hot beneath the two of you.

“Mm hmm, we should do it more often.” She suggests, and of course, you weren’t going to say no.

“Sure, but why the photos?”

“I lost a bet, so I needed to get photos of us fucking, otherwise I could’ve gotten photos of you two fucking instead.”

“A bet? With who?”

“You’ll see, I need you to send them the photos anyways.”

“Fine…” You slowly pull out of her, the thick mix of seed and juice leaking on to her thigh. Yooa simply wipes the mess on her with her clothes, sauntering over to the camera to take a look at the photos taken, giving you a perfect view of her toned butt as she does so.

“Come oppa, let’s see the photos.” You head over next to her, and as she flips through the photos, you realize you didn’t know where to look in the pictures - should you look at Yooa’s expression of pure pleasure, eyes shut and mouth open, skin flushed red? Or should you look at your hand tightly squeezing her soft breast? Or the mess of slick and cum at your connection, showing just how thoroughly you fucked and creampied her? It was all too much to take in for one shot.

“That looks hot… we look hot.” Yooa mutters under her breath, licking her lips subconsciously.

“Yeah.” You croak hoarsely. She grabs her phone from her clothes, taking you by the hand and leading you to her bedroom.

“We’re doing that again, and this time, the pictures are for our personal collection.”

You draw moans and screams from Yooa the rest of the evening as you ravish her all over her bedroom, letting her tell you how exactly she wanted to be taken. “Harder oppa!” Was her most frequent scream that day.

Later that night, your body sore from the multiple loads she coaxed out of you, you sit down and look over the pictures. You send Yooa a message.

Hey, so who should I send the pictures to?

Send me the ones for Instagram, and send the “other” ones to her

Yooa follows with a name and email address. Your eyes almost pop out in surprise at the name.

Really?

Yep. Oh, here are the ones from my phone. Keep these to yourself

Despite being drained from the day you still feel yourself getting hard as you see the photos you took of her in the bedroom - her on all fours, both holes gaping after you made good use of her butt plug and your cock again; another of her sitting on her makeup table, cum leaking out of her pussy and ass after she wanted something bigger than the plug; and finally one of her with her cherry red lips wrapped around your cock, hair still wet from the shower the two of you just took together.

When’s the next time you’re taking Instagram shots again?

I don’t know… whenever you want ;)

Well then, it’s up to you to make sure her Instagram is consistently updated then, isn’t it?

A/N: More instagram inspired stuff, thanks for reading! Before you ask, no, I don’t know who the other person is yet, haven’t decided lol

Oh My Girl Part 10: “On” Set - Binnie

“Welcome to Hyojung & Binnie’s Sweet Home!” Hyojung’s cheerful voice booms through the set, overpowering Binnie’s shaky greeting.

“H-Hi everyone!”

“Binnie, what are we doing today?” Hyojung looks at her co-host, brightly smiling and oblivious to the pleasurable torment you’re putting Binnie through. Behind the cameras filming them, you temporarily turn the vibrator off, allowing her a moment to answer.

“Yes… Yes! We have a guest today, they are a very famous—” You don’t pay attention to the rest of it, and Binnie desperately tries to keep her train of thought going as you slowly start the vibe up again, revving her arousal up like an engine.

“Welcome!” Her legs quiver as she gets up to welcome the guests, some idols it looks like. You let Binnie calm down for a moment, and they go through the show segments—a welcome snack and drink, reading of their profile, some talking and promotion, and they end part 1.

“Cut, 15 minutes break.” Binnie rushes to the dressing room, and to your delight you see Hyojung hang around the set, so you follow Binnie in.

“Oppa don’t turn it up so high!”

“Why not? You are the one who wanted to try it.”

“Yes but not in front of everyone else!” Binnie pouts, squirming in her seat as she watches you turn it on again to a low speed.

“Where’s the fun in that? Do you want to take it off then?”

“Can I?”

“Of course.” Hurriedly she slips off her jeans and reaches into her underwear, pulling out the small remote vibrator inside her. As soon as she does so you grab her, making her sit in your lap.

“Only until I fill you with cum.” You quickly work your pants and boxers down, and with a whine you pull Binnie down on you. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, whimpering into your neck as she gets stretched over your length. “So wet, so you did like doing it in front of everyone else.”

“Shut up… We don’t have much time!” With firm but measured pulls you begin moving Binnie up and down on you, her slick walls coating your shaft liberally.

“You feel so good baby,” you murmur into her ear, feeling her get tighter around you. That’s the signal to move faster—not to get her off, but to get you off. You kiss her to muffle your moans as you cum, and you only stop once your orgasm has subsided, leaving Binnie thoroughly filled but not satisfied. “Put the vibe back in.”

“Oppa I want to cum too!”

“You will later, put it back in.” You hand the vibe to her and she pushes it back into her cum-filled pussy, streaks of white on her fingers when she removes her hand.

“Binnie-nim, 2 minutes!”

“I’ll be right out!” Binnie hurriedly calls out, her face still flush. You hand her her underwear and she slips into them before putting her jeans on too, but not before shooting you a glower. “Don’t do anything funny!”

“You’ll find it funny, trust me.”

The filming starts up again, and this time there are a few games to play, for her and for you.

“What’s the next segment Binnie?”

“It’s Ddeun Ddeun Dance!” Binnie gets up and dances their title song cutely, which is when you turn on the vibrator. Her knees immediately go weak and she sinks back on to her cushion.

“Binnie?” Hyojung asks curiously.

“Ah, yes, we’ll split into teams and dance to popular songs, the other person has to guess the song.” Binnie struggles to stay composed, your seed churning inside her thanks to the vibrator—it is a weirdly pleasurable feeling for her, and her body gets warmer by the second. Releasing the breath she held, her mouth drops open when you stop the vibrator again, right on the edge of climax.

“Binnie? How should we split the teams?”

“Mmm…” she disguised her moan well. “How about you and me in one team, and the guests on the other team?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Hyojung goes to dance, and with all the focus on her, you turn on the vibrator in Binnie once more. Her eyes briefly catches yours before she has to watch Hyojung dance as part of the game.

“Yah, how do you not know this dance?” Hyojung shouts out with a happy smile as she keeps dancing, but all Binnie can do is bite her lip to hold back her moans.

“Umm, it's— ah! It’s, it’s!” You stop the vibrator briefly, and to her credit she is able to compose herself and answer 4 questions correctly.

“Aww we only got four, okay, now our guests’ turn.” As they get up to play the game you turn the vibrator on to the highest setting. Binnie looks for you frantically, her eyes open in sudden pleasure—all you do is smile back. The game goes on for the guests, and all but two pairs of eyes are on them. You watch Binnie squirm more and more, her eyes struggling to not roll in her head, until it becomes too much for her to hold back.

“Ahahahahahaha!” she yelps and collapses on the table, her forced laugh masking her cry of pleasure. Binnie lays there, as if shaking in laughter, but you know her too well, know that the little vibe inside her is jolting her contracting warmth over and over. Your cum inside her makes the friction all the more mind-numbing for her.

“Binnie, is it that funny?” Hyojung asks inquisitively, and you hurriedly you turn off the vibe.

“Y-Yes, sorry, I found it really funny.” Binnie fans herself with a hand, her face red but glowing, both satisfied and relieved that she wasn’t caught. You, on the other hand, have to step back a little, so that no one will notice the stiffness in your pants. Despite the out-of-place laughter, the rest of the show goes smoothly, the guests say their ending comments and the filming is wrapped up.

“Cut!”

“Thanks for coming, thank you! Thanks for the hard work everyone!” Hyojung is up and thanking everyone as Binnie slowly gets up and bows to the guests and filming crew. Your eyes meets hers, and you turn on the vibe again.

“Ah!” Binnie drops to the cushion once more.

“Binnie, are you okay?” Hyojung asks concernedly.

“Yes, I’m fine, just cramping up.”

“Oh no, are you okay? Should I get you something warm?”

“No, it’s okay!” Binnie tries to wave Hyojung off, and you step in before both of you are caught.

“Thanks Hyojung, I can take care of her.”

“Oh hi oppa! You came to watch?” she asks cheerfully.

“Yup, your show is so fun, so I thought I would drop by!”

“Aww thanks, well, I’ll leave Binnie to you then, bye!” Ever the energetic Candy Leader she flits around the camera crew and helps them out, and before too long everyone wraps up while you continue to huddle over Binnie, making sure she’s “okay”.

“Oppa, I’m going to cum again!” Binnie’s more than okay, hurtling towards another orgasm as you turn the vibrator up to a high speed.

“Do it babe, cum for me.” Your fingers drift under her jeans and between her legs, rubbing her firmly over her underwear. Instantly she pushes herself into your arms, legs shooting out rigid and straight, nearly kicking the table aside. Binnie buries her head in your chest, high-pitched whines escaping involuntarily as the climax blows through her. Your fingers get warm and wet, Binnie rubbing herself against your fingers mindlessly to prolong her pleasure.

“So messy, it’s that good?” You kiss her forehead and turn the vibe off, letting her recover from the intense peak, her face pink again.

“You turned it on too strong!”

“Time to give you a something bigger then.” Gasps and whimpers of overstimulation escape from her as you tug her jeans down and underwear down, reaching in to pull the cum and juice stained vibrator out.

“Not here…”

“Why not? Everyone left.”

“But the cameras are still here!”

“They’re not recording, there’s no red light.”

“But the lighting!” Despite her words, Binnie’s actions agree with you, and she reaches for your pants, unbuttoning them and tugging your boxers down. “You’re not scared of someone coming in and seeing you like this?”

You lift Binnie up slightly, and slowly but surely pull her down over your shaft. “Not when it’s going to be stuffed deep inside you.” You pull her down further, and Binnie has to muffle a moan against your lips as you stretch and open her up a little more, reaching where the vibrator couldn’t.

“Ah! That’s so deep! Quickly!”

“That’s up to you, you’re on top,” you remind her, and immediately Binnie begins grinding on you. Her hand finds yours on her waist, and she squeezes you gently as her walls tighten around your shaft.

“Did you like cumming in front of everyone?” you whisper, and she tightens around you in reply. “On camera?” She gets wetter, and her hand squeezes you, nails digging into your hand. “On a video that all your fans are going to watch?” Binnie brings your hand to her mouth, and bites down on you hard as she cums again.

“My naughty little girlfriend,” you hiss in pain, feeling her only relax her jaw when she stops milking your shaft. Thankfully she didn’t break skin, and Binnie kisses it in apology before kissing you.

“I only love it because you’re the one doing it to me,” she replies huskily, and she teases you further when you throb inside her wet heat. “What about you, do you like fucking on camera? Do you like cumming on the big screen?”

“No.” You tap her and Binnie gets up, but only on to her knees before you bend over her, thrusting into her urgently. “I love fucking you, and I love cumming in you.”

“Haahnnng!” Binnie’s whimper becomes a groan, almost a grunt as she tries to take your rapid pumps into her sensitive core. “I love it too, oppa please, fill me fill me fill me!”

Right before you cum however, you hear the door to the set open, and with surprising strength Binnie pushes back on you, forcing you into a sitting position. The sudden change in position is enough to set you off, and jammed balls deep in her, you couldn’t hold back, even as you hear Hyojung call out.

“Binnie, are you still there?”

You bury your face in Binnie’s back, muffling your moan and hiding your expression as you burst, filling her up with semen as silently as possible.

“Oh, you’re still here?” You vaguely hear Hyojung ask through the blood rushing in your head.

“Yes, oppa was giving me a massage to make me feel better.” She takes your arms from around her waist and places it on her shoulders, and you manage to squeeze her muscles even as you squeeze yours, pumping a few more shots into her. “What are you doing back here?”

“Oh, I left something in the dressing room. Hope you’re feeling better then.”

“Yes, I’m filling her—” Binnie pinches your thigh hard. “Ouch! I mean, making her feel better, thanks Hyojung!” you quickly correct yourself. Quietly Binnie drags the table closer towards you, so that Hyojung wouldn’t notice anything if she walked over. Except that’s exactly what she does, starting to walk towards the set.

“Are you sure you’re okay Binnie? You look so red!”

“I-I’m fine! It’s just the lighting, it’s very hot under the lights.” Binnie fans her hand again, much like she did while filming earlier. “I’m fine unnie, oppa can take care of me!”

“Oh, okay! If it’s hot get off the set and do the massage!”

“W—We will, Binnie was not feeling well, so I wanted to work on it right away, let me just finish this up.” You quickly pretend to give Binnie a vigorous massage.

“Fine, just do it quickly, the staff are on break until their next filming, we have to be off set before that!”

“I know, thanks unnie!”

Both of you heave a huge sigh of relief as Hyojung walks away and leaves the set. Binnie smacks you not too gently. “Yah, watch what you say!”

“Sorry, I just came there!”

“Then keep quiet and let me do the talking next time!”

“Fine! Wait, there’s a next time?”

“Oh shut up.” Binnie pulls you in for a kiss before squirming in your lap. “You left so much in me, that good huh?”

“Only because you were so tight and wet.”

“Only because you feel so good.” You two make up just as quickly as you fought, kissing passionately until the heat from the lights became too uncomfortable. You two clean up and try to keep your expressions neutral as you pass by the filming crew on their way back to the set.

“Good job today Binnie!”

“Thank you!” She bows politely to them as they turn the corner.

“Whew, I don’t think they knew.” Binnie says as you two enter the elevator. As you reach ground floor though, Binnie rapidly mashes the button for the floor you two just came from, her face bright red.

“What’s wrong?”

“Where’s the vibrator?!”

Crap.

A/N: Credit to @writerpeach​ for “Ddeun Ddeun Dance” lol. Just a remote vibe idea I wanted to write, and the whole Ddeun Ddeun Dance thing fit well with their show (Do check it out if you like Oh My Girl!), so I went for it. Thanks for reading!

OMG Part 11: Seungfree - Seunghee (ft. Binnie, Mimi)

“Hi Binnie!”

“Hey oppa, glad you could come, we can finally start!”

“Start what? Why’d you call me over so early in the morning?”

“Oh, you’ll see, we’ve been waiting for this!” Binnie pulls you to a closed door and barges it open. She pulls the thick covers on the bed off, revealing to you a sleeping form. “Yah Seunghee, let’s begin!”

“Hmm? Oh, are we doing that today? Did you bring oppa over?” She sits on the bed, rubbing her eyes open.

“Hey Seunghee!” You wave uncertainly, oblivious about what’s going on.

“Hi oppa.” Seunghee takes a deep breath and gets into a kneeling position on the bed, her hands folded in her lap. “I’m all yours.”

“What—”

Binnie interrupts you. “Good, come out to the living room when you’ve put on the outfit.”

“Yes Binnie.”

Binnie drags you out of the room, to a flurry of questions as she prepares breakfast.

“What did she say? What is going on? What are we doing?”

“Seunghee here lost a game, normally we wouldn’t pull you into the punishment for a game, but she insisted, and none of us minded either.”

“Us? Who else is involved, and I have to do the punishment too?”

“Just Mimi and I is involved, and no, you don’t have to do the punishment, Seunghee just wants to… enjoy the punishment too.”

“And what exactly is the punishment?”

“You’ll see, oh, here she is.” You turn to look at Seunghee exiting her room, and your jaw drops; Seunghee’s wearing a choker, and stark naked otherwise.

“That’s her outfit?”

“Yup. Go sit there Seunghee.”

“Yes… unnie.” Seunghee sits down at the table, obediently waiting for further commands.

“Unnie? Isn’t she older?”

“Doesn’t matter, she lost. We’re free to use her however, and that includes you.”

“You said she wanted me here too, why?”

“You’re so dense sometimes oppa, she wants you to use her. Tie her up like last time. But do that later, come on, let’s eat breakfast first.” Binnie brings some side dishes along with rice and places it on the table. You join her at the table, but before you can pick up your chopsticks, you are stopped by Binnie.

“Feed him.” Silently Seunghee moves to the chair next to you, picking up your chopsticks and holding a mouthful of breakfast up in front of you.

“You don’t have to do this for me—”

“I want to, please.” You are shocked and look between her and Binnie; Binnie simply ignores the exchange, smiling to herself as she scrolls through her phone.

“Are you sure?” Seunghee nods silently, and you let your mouth fall open, allowing her to slip the chopsticks in.

“How’s my cooking oppa?”

“It's—It’s good.” You manage to choke out as Seunghee holds out another mouthful for you.

“Good, feed me some too Seunghee.”

“Yes unnie.” Breakfast continues in this odd fashion, with Seunghee feeding you and Binnie alternating mouthfuls.

“Ooh what’s this, are we doing the punishment today? I thought I heard oppa’s voice.” Mimi comes bouncing into the apartment. “Hi oppa! Seunghee go get me juice!”

“Yes unnie.” Seunghee gets up and goes to the fridge, pouring out a glass of orange juice for Mimi.

“Good job, go do whatever.” With a wave Mimi dismisses Seunghee, who sits down and gets to eating breakfast herself. “Yah Binnie, have you thought about what we should do?” The two of them lean in and exchange plans in excited whispers, leaving you a little curious about what their plans were.

“Hey, shouldn’t you include me in your plans, why did you call me here then?”

“No no, you can do whatever you want, we just need you here because Seunghee wouldn’t agree to it otherwise. Plus, we get to watch. Seunghee, sit on oppa while you eat.”

“Yes unnie.” Seunghee scoots over, sitting in your lap and making you gasp at the sudden heat between your legs—she was already wet.

“Oppa why don’t you feed her, I think Seunghee would like that, wouldn’t she?”

“Y-Yes.” You take the chopsticks from her quaking hand, and proceed to feed her, much like she did earlier.

Mimi fixes a wicked smirk on the two of you. “Now let me feed her too.” Before you could question what Mimi meant, she flips her chopsticks around, pushing the makeshift dildo into Seunghee. Mimi glares at you, indicating that you should continue feeding Seunghee. She watches your movements, and every time your chopsticks move closer to Seunghee, her chopsticks go deeper into Seunghee’s pussy too.

“Ahhhh…” Seunghee’s jaw opens just that little bit wider with Mimi’s help. She closes her jaw tightly around your chopsticks when Mimi finds a sweet spot. “Mmph! Mm! Mm! No more, I’m full!”

“Yeah you are.” Mimi snarks back. You pull your chopsticks out, but Mimi shows her no such mercy, alternating the chopsticks pumping in and out of her wetness. You are complicit in Seunghee’s pleasure, your arms dropping to her waist, holding her still as she squirms on top of you.

“Wait, I’m going to cum, going to cum!”

“Do it, cum on oppa.” On command Seunghee climaxes with a cry, making a mess of your lap. The heat on your tent growing wetter and hotter instantly. She twitches and jerks in your arms, her pussy rubbing over the clothed tent in your pants—you’ve never finished in your pants before, but Seunghee was sure doing a good job trying to get you to do so.

“Get off oppa.” Weakly you help Seunghee into the seat next to you. “Look at what you did to him, you ruined his clothes!”

“Sorry.”

“You’re so lucky you know, you’re supposed to get punished, and yet here you are cumming on oppa, what do you say to that?”

“Thanks Mimi unnie.”

“That’s right, now go wash the dishes.” With shaky legs Seunghee collects the dishes, including Mimi’s chopsticks, and takes them to the kitchen. “Come on oppa, take off your pants.”

“I’m fine, I’ll just go back and wash them now.”

“No, wash them here.” Mimi’s already tugging on your pants.

“Am I also getting punished, I have to walk around this place with no pants on?”

“No, just consider it as giving us easy access. If you were getting punished you’d be naked just like Seunghee.” You groan and shrug, resigned to spending the day with only a t-shirt and boxers on. Mimi takes your pants and goes to put them in the laundry. Binnie is on you as soon as Mimi leaves.

“That was so hot oppa!” She straddles you, grinding on your erection, one less layer over your shaft making you gasp a little louder. Your hands go under thighs and you lift her as you stand, making for her bedroom, only for her to direct you to the living room.

“Don’t you want some privacy?”

“No, I think Mimi will want to join in.” Binnie sits herself next to you on the sofa, her hand pulling you to her crotch. “Rub me!” Deftly you slip under her shorts, pulling her panties to the side and parting her lips. Binnie’s hand does the same for you, slipping under your boxers and stroking you in reply. So focused are you on Binnie you only notice the extra weight on the other side of you when you feel your free hand get dragged between another pair of delightful thighs.

“Do us both.” To no one’s surprise Mimi is the owner of said thighs, and soon you are rubbing both of them equally, alternating kisses between the two of them. “Ah that’s it, right there!” Mimi’s already grinding herself against you, riding your fingers. “Binnie are you close?” The question seems to trigger your girlfriend, and she begins moving faster.

“Almost! Oppa get us off!” They do the work for you, and with a few more jerks of theirs hips they both come undone, coating your fingers in slick, wet spots seen on both their shorts. To your great disappointment though, they both get up almost immediately after their peaks subside.

“Hey, what about me?” you ask in half-outrage.

“Seunghee-yah!” Binnie calls out. “You were watching right?” This whole time you didn’t even notice Seunghee standing not too far away from you three, a noticeable sheen between her thighs the new piece of “clothing” she added. “Come suck oppa off.” To your surprise she responds immediately, parting your legs and kneeling in front of you, pulling off your boxers as Mimi and Binnie walk away. “Enjoy oppa!”

You’re not sure who that is directed to, as Seunghee starts to absolutely feast on your shaft, muffled moans escaping her as she gets to licking and sucking you—she is enjoying it as much as you are. Your hand finds her hair almost naturally, and she urgently presses her hand on yours, as if asking you to push her head in. Her moans become whines when you follow her desires, and she starts drooling all over you, her blowjob getting messier by the minute.

“Fuck, Seunghee I’m going to cum!”

“Yeah? Is she a good cocksucker?” Mimi returns, wearing a new pair of shorts.

“Yes, I’m close!”

“Tell her, tell her!”

“Seunghee, you’re such a good cocksucker! Fuck I’m cumming!” Mimi pushes Seunghee deeper on your shaft, and the sudden constriction of her windpipe pushes you over the edge, pouring your seed down her throat. You hand tries to let go of Seunghee, to jerk and shake, but Mimi’s hand on top of it only keeps Seunghee pinned to your crotch, enhancing your orgasm. “Fuck fuck fuck!”

“That’s it, give it all to her.” Mimi only relinquishes her grip on both of you when you relax and go limp, allowing Seunghee to get off you, choking and coughing. “Swallow it.” Hastily Seunghee covers her mouth, and with a pronounced gulp she opens it again, showing you and Mimi that all of your load is gone. “Good.”

“Please Mimi, please Mimi unnie, can I cum?” You look at where Seunghee had knelt, and clearly she had enjoyed the blowjob—there was a puddle of slick that wasn’t there earlier. “No, you already came once, go take a cold shower.”

“But—”

“And clean up your mess here!” Mimi pulls you away, leaving Seunghee to clean up as she leads you to Binnie’s room.

“Hey oppa, did you enjoy it?” Binnie looks up from her movie.

“Yes but, do you really have to do that to her?”

Mimi smacks you on the shoulder. “Did you not see that puddle? She’s getting off on it, on you, we’re just here for the ride.” She winks and joins Binnie. “Come watch a movie with us, we have to wait for Seunghee to finish showering anyways.

You barely settle into the movie before you hear a knock on the door.

"It’s Seunghee, I finished showering.”

“Oh Seunghee? Great, put on some clothes, we’re going grocery shopping.”

To the outside world the choker Seunghee wore over her regular clothes was no more than a fashion choice, but she was so quiet and docile on the whole trip it might well have been a collar. The glares you got from bystanders did not help. While Mimi and Binnie skipped along ahead, you walked next to Seunghee, empty-handed while she carried several bags of groceries all by herself—you were not allowed to help her. You tried several times to snatch a few bags, but she would dodge and simply shake her head.

“We’re going to make lunch oppa, Seunghee just do whatever oppa wants!” Silently she sits next to you, and you decide on just giving her a break.

“Relax, we don’t have to do anything, take a break.”

“T-Thanks oppa.” Seunghee slumps back on the sofa, clearly exhausted from hauling all the groceries. “Can I?” She points to your shoulder, and you nod, letting her rest her head on you. “I missed you oppa.”

“Me too, good to see you.”

“I missed you tying me up. I can’t wait to do it again.”

Before you could ask her what she meant, Binnie comes barging in. “Yah Seunghee, what are you doing? Why are you still wearing clothes?!”

“Sorry!” Right in front of the two of you Seunghee strips down, leaving her with only a choker on her neck once more.

“Put on your underwear, we need you to help us in the kitchen!” Binnie drags her into the kitchen, leaving you to your impure thoughts.

“Thanks for the lunch! I’m heading out, have fun!” Mimi gives Seunghee a smack on the ass for good measure as you wave her goodbye, leaving the three of you to your devices for the rest of the afternoon. More specifically, she leaves Seunghee to Binnie’s devices.

“Come oppa, watch the show. Seunghee, pleasure yourself.” Binnie pushes you down in the sofa opposite Seunghee, who is sitting on the floor, legs spread and with a wide variety of toys in front of her. Your eyes are locked on Seunghee’s hand, which reaches for a vibrating wand, turning it on and pressing it against her lips without hesitation. Seunghee moans softly, slowly running the wand over her slit, her head thrown back in pleasure. But it is not to Binnie’s satisfaction.

“Put it on your clit.”

“But—”

“Do it.”

“Mmmm!” Seunghee has to bite back a scream, crashing to the floor as she hones in on her clit, vibrating it over and over, sending shockwaves through her body. “Oh oh oh! I’m close, I’m close!”

“Don’t cum yet.”

Gasping Seunghee pulls the wand off herself, breathing rapidly. If you just looked at the puddle between her legs, you swear she already came, but Binnie seems to know better.

“You cum too easily, you know that?”

“Yes, I’m sorry Binnie unnie.”

“Rub yourself with the wand, but you’re not allowed to turn it on.”

“Yes unnie.” Sullenly Seunghee rubs the head against herself, softly moaning. Binnie turns to you and pulls you in, making you make out with her in front of the masturbating Seunghee.

“Touch me, squeeze me.” You follow Binnie’s orders, groping her chest, wrinkling her clothes. She moans louder than usual, and you realize she’s doing this to tease Seunghee. “Ah oppa, your hand is so big, you’re gonna bruise me, what if you grab me by the neck—”

Seunghee whimpers piteously at the words, and Binnie smiles against the kiss. She leans in to your ear, whispering her command. “Tell her to cum.”

“Cum.” The word leaves your lips before Binnie even pulls away, and Seunghee orgasms on your command, switching the vibrator on and jamming it right on her nub, squealing as her thighs close around the wand, leaving a puddle of juice on the floor underneath. You watch her body seize and twist and quiver before she finally relaxes, panting hard and flush with pleasure and a shade of embarrassment.

“Thank you oppa.”

“What about me?”

“T-Thank you too, Binnie unnie.”

“Good, I’m horny too, get me off.”

“Please Binnie, haven’t I done enough?”

“Almost, get me off and I’ll consider the punishment complete.” A newly motivated Seunghee pounces on Binnie, pulling her shorts and panties off in a flash.

“Ooh, you listen to me so well, I guess you must really want the punishment to be over? Do you want the pot of gold at the end that much?” Seunghee looks up at Binnie, then at you, then nods vigorously. “Then you better work hard, I’m not feeling particularly good just yet.”

You watch, slack-jawed but crotch-tightened as Seunghee slips two fingers into Binnie, firmly pumping in and out of her while a thumb draws circles around her clit. “Ahh! You could learn a thing or two oppa, Seunghee really knows how to use her fingers.”

“Is that so, let me pay closer attention.” Closer attention meant that you were following Seunghee’s thumb, the two of you never giving Binnie a rest, playing around with her clit like a broken on-off switch. Seunghee keeps digging inside Binnie, and soon hits jackpot.

“Fuck right there! Right there!”

“Wait Seunghee, let me see where that is.” You hold Seunghee’s hand in place, and Binnie groans as you slip your own two fingers into her, stretching her open more than usual. You fingers slowly make their way along Seunghee’s fingers. “Here? Or here?” Binnie’s whines and moans grow in volume as four fingers move independently inside her, and it becomes hard to hear Seunghee’s response.

“Ahhh oppa!” Not that it matters when Binnie screams, when you reach Seunghee’s fingertips and press down on Binnie’s sweet spot. “Right there!”

“Got it, thanks Seunghee, please help me finish Binnie off then.” The two of you move in sync, fingers pressing down on her g-spot repeatedly, the up and down movements stretching out her tunnel more than usual, and with a scream Binnie orgasms intensely, her legs kicking out at the two of you, trying to tighten around what is usually a one-person operation, only to find two people to trap between her legs. Gently both of you pull your fingers out of Binnie, watching her slump on the sofa.

“Clean me.” Seunghee listens to you without retort, sucking and licking your fingers clean of Binnie’s slick. Seunghee looks at you pleadingly.

“Please, can I have my reward?”

“What is her reward?” you ask Binnie, who is still in a daze. You ask her one more time before she responds, rolling her eyes and getting up.

“Fine, I guess. Wait here oppa.” Binnie puts on her clothes once more, before dragging Seunghee away for her reward, leaving you to clean up the small mess made in the living room. Whatever it is it seems to take a while, and your arousal recedes, but finally Binnie appears back in the living room.

“Okay, she’s ready for her reward, go to her room.”

“What is her reward exactly?”

“I don’t want to spoil the surprise, just go. We wouldn’t be able to have fun with Seunghee if you didn’t come, so it’s a reward for you too, thanks for coming over today.”

“Right…”

“Now go!”

Binnie pushes you out of the living room, and you find yourself in front of Seunghee’s bedroom. You knock, but there is no reply.

“Seunghee? I am coming in.”

Whatever you thought might be her reward, you were not expecting this. Seunghee lying on the bed, knees bent and legs splayed outwards, her wrists and ankles cuffed together—this seemed way more of a punishment than anything she had been subjected to earlier!

“Oh my god Seunghee are you okay?” You work to release her, but hurriedly she stops you, trying to shake you off best she can.

“No, don’t!”

“What?”

“This is my reward. I want to be tied up for you, please, I want this so much.” She tries her best to spread her legs further, tries to push her hips up towards you so that you could see just how sopping wet she is. “Please, use me…”

Seunghee’s begging whimpers trigger something dark in you, and after you tear off your clothes you pull her by the choker, lifting her off the bed to whisper in her ear. You barely have the presence of mind to utter one thing.

“The safeword is ‘Dolphin’.”

“Yes!” Seunghee has a mini orgasm just from that utterance alone, the promise of unrestrained raw ecstasy rushing straight through her body, exiting her in the form of a clear squirt. You would ravage her, she would be powerless to stop you, and she unreservedly loved it—she will never say the safeword for as long as she was conscious, she told herself. “Yes!” she cries again as you latch on to her neck, your teeth tugging at her choker. “Do whatever you want!”

Two fingers on each nipple make her scream as you pinch and twist them not too gently, but in her current state pain might well be pleasure for Seunghee, and the flush across her body deepens as you alternate between sucking and pinching her breasts.

“You’re already too loud.” Her eyes go white briefly as you place a hand on her throat, and you watch in amazement as every gentle squeeze on her throat makes her stain the sheets even more. You hold the grip on her throat for longer and longer intervals: five, ten, fifteen seconds. Her tongue lolls out, gasping for breath at the end of it. Yet the first words after she regains her breath is not the safeword.

“Fuck me already!”

“Not yet.” Quite literally you mark every inch of Seunghee, leaving no inch of her unkissed. The cuffs do their job, holding her together even as her mind is breaking apart at the seams. Her ankles and wrists are chafing, but she has no reaction to it, continuing to struggle against them madly with rabid desire as you kiss your way up and down her body.

“Fuck me!”

“This is why you agreed to the punishment?”

“Yes!” You watch her drool and slobber, her pretty face a ruined mess already.

“You were okay with the members using you, as long as I could use you at the end?”

“Yes, please please please!” She captures the fingers you use to wipe her drool away, sucking them greedily into her mouth and looking at you pleadingly

“Fine, you want my cock so bad?” You position yourself on top of her, your tip just barely touching her entrance—Seunghee is hyperventilating, her small breasts heaving in anticipation, as if preparing to scream the house down. “Go ahead, fuck yourself on me.”

“What—” In her delirious state she almost comically wriggles and bucks and twists her torso, flapping her arms and legs together like a fish out of water trying to shove herself on to your shaft.

“No? Can’t do it? Should I release you then?”

“No! Please don’t, please just fuck me like—” You cut her off, grabbing her hips and jamming your shaft all the way through her folds. Seunghee falls silent, then she gasps, then she lurches.

And then she screams.

“Yessssssss!” You pin her on the bed with your body weight, fucking her roughly even as she thrashed in climax, the cuffs straining and threatening to rip into pieces. Her walls contract wildly around you, orgasms battering her without rhyme or reason. It didn’t matter to her if you were pulling out, pushing in, or mid thrust—as long as you were fucking her, she would cum. And cum she does, shrieking and screaming herself hoarse, for anyone and everyone to know.

Your ears ring from her screams, and brutally you tear the choker from her throat, barely noticing the harsh red mark on her neck before you stuff it in her mouth. The makeshift gag is useless, but at least it uncovers new lands for you to mark, and you kiss and lick the raw skin on her neck, feeling her scream hoarsely as she relentlessly orgasms for you.

As you continue to ravish Seunghee you feel the pressure in your core grow, her slick walls and tightness enhanced by her sheer submissiveness. You lift her hips off the bed as you fuck her harder—she dangles like a ragdoll, unable to do anything but give in to the pleasure. Seunghee’s entire body is burning, both the inside and outside of her slick with juice and sweat, hot in every sense of the word.

“I’m close, I’m going to cum in you.”

To your surprise she starts trying to spit the gag out, shaking her head hurriedly. You slow down, pulling yourself away from the edge and then taking her gag off.

“N-Not there, please, turn me around.” You flip her around, and it sinks in why it took so long for her and Binnie to prepare, and why she felt unnaturally tight when you took her. Where the sun doesn’t normally shine, you see the brilliant red jewel end of a butt plug stuffed inside of Seunghee.

“Please, take my ass, I haven’t had anyone in there, but I want you to have it!”

“Are you sure?”

Even after countless climaxes, there is still a shimmer of lust in her eyes as she looks back up at you best she could.

“I haven’t said the safeword yet, so please…” She buries her face in the pillow as you slowly but firmly pull the plug out, only to groan even louder when you push it back in, repeating the process several times to really open her up.

“Lube?”

“There’s more on the table.” A trembling finger points best she can, and you look in the general direction to find what you’re looking for, applying it liberally to your throbbing shaft. You take pity on Seunghee, and whisper into her ear.

“One last chance to say no, I won’t be gentle.” Her hushed reply tells you all you need to know.

“Don’t be.”

You pull the plug clean from her ass, and before she has a chance to close again you push your tip in and through her tight ring of muscles, the lube helping you get most of the way into her rear.

“Fuck!” Seunghee screams before burying her face in the pillow. Uselessly she tries to kick and flail, but the cuffs stay resilient, just as you do in the face of her overwhelming tightness. She can only gasp and moan, half trying to suffocate herself in the pillow while you plunder and dig into her from behind, getting just that little bit deeper into her with every grind of your hips into her.

“Damn Seunghee…” You groan when you finally bottom out inside her, your balls pressed against her slit, drenched in the slick she’s producing. Seunghee’s pussy is tight, Seunghee’s pussy with a butt plug is tighter, but Seunghee’s ass has to be the tightest you’ve ever felt in her, her entire body threatening to squeeze you dry right away.

You check on her, only to find her even more ruined than before—tears leak from her eyes and her nose is running, all in addition to the drooling from earlier. And yet, she only smiles dazedly and says one thing, incoherent as it is.

“Fuck in my cumming ass.”

With slow powerful movements you probe her, getting deep inside her every time, relishing the crushing pressure that your throbbing cock fights against. But there’s no way you can last long in her ass, and you soon give in to quick thrusts, earning yourself animalistic cries of pained pleasure from Seunghee.

You lean down, twisting her head to you and crushing her with your whole body, kissing her, snot and tears and drool be damned. You get all the way inside her, and as you feel her gush against your balls again, you blow your entire load inside her ass in return.

Seunghee groans with every hot splash of cum, her pussy clenching around air and her ass contracting around the thickest thing she’s ever had up there. The two of you freeze in that moment, positions fixed as the internal whirlwind of pleasure restrains both of you. Every spasm of her ass milks you for more cum, and every drop of seed you leave in her pushes just that little bit more juice out of her swollen lips.

“Thanks Seunghee.” You murmur when you lean over her, unsure if she even hears it.

“You were amazing oppa…” Thankfully she’s still conscious, and you slowly pull out, getting off her and stopping briefly to marvel at the stream of white cum leaking out of her gaped hole. With that image burned into your memory you gently uncuff her, rubbing her chafed wrists and ankles to bring some blood flow back to them.

“There’s a bath ready, could you… join me?” You smile and carry her into the bathroom, carefully lowering her into the drawn bath before joining in behind her. Seunghee sighs and groans as the heat washes over her sore muscles and raw skin, and she snuggles against you in the bath.

“Are you okay?”

“Mmhmm, that was so good, I’m going to be sore for weeks!”

“And you really just let Binnie and the others do whatever to you, just to get me to do that?”

“I mean, it gets me in the mood. They don’t mind because I win most arguments, this is the one time they get to win and I have to listen to them.”

“So it’s a win-win scenario?”

“Win-win-win, I get horny, they get to pretend they’re better than me, and you get to fuck me silly.”

“And now you get to be babied by me afterwards.” You shower Seunghee with affection, making up for your rough treatment earlier with light kisses and a gentle washing, before wrapping her up in a towel and drying her hair for her.

“I could get used to this part too. Can you help me change my sheets?” You oblige her, pulling off the soaked sheets and putting a fresh one in its place. You bid her good night and take the sheets to the laundry machine, where you couldn’t help but notice another set of ruined sheets in the machine. You check on Binnie, and smile when you notice that she has indeed changed her sheets too.

“Enjoy yourself?” she asks.

“I should be the one asking that, looks like someone got off on listening in.”

“It was so fucking hot, I never knew Seunghee would let you do that, she never rolls over for anyone else.”

“She definitely did for me. Well, I flipped her over, she couldn’t roll.”

“Ugh, those jokes. Anyways, thanks for coming oppa, it was fun.”

“Should I stay for dinner, and the night?” you ask hopefully, wrapping your arms around her waist.

“No, not today, I have to get up early tomorrow.”

“Aww okay, we’re still doing the cabin trip right?”

“Mmhmm, all booked and confirmed, I can’t wait to show you what it is!”

“You can’t tell me now?”

“No, it’s a secret!”

Binnie kisses you good night and pushes you out the door, leaving you to wonder what to get for dinner, and what she has planned.

A/N: Big shoutout to @gyulhoney​​​​ for their Free Panda series, which made me want to explore writing the freeuse kink. Don’t think I did it properly here, and it ended up being more of a sub thing, but ah well. I sorta made Seunghee subby for this series, she’s cute and active and funny and all, but something about her just makes me want to throw her around the bedroom and have her be into it.

Anyways, this is likely the last story for the year, I have one more I want to write, but it’s pretty ambitious, so I might not get it out by year end. If I don’t post again, happy holidays, and thank you for reading!

OMG Part 12: Stud(y)ing - Oh My Girl

A/N: This story leans VERY heavily into the breeding kink. If you are uncomfortable with the breeding kink at all I would recommend staying away. Minor trigger warning for magical aphrodisiac use and for Mimi’s scene (see below)

Also for easier reading I have made markers for each main scene in the story. Please use the “find” function in your browser to find the start of each scene if desired (ie. Search for “!~” to find the Hyojung scene, “!.” for the Seunghee scene). I hope this works on the tumblr app too, if not, there will be a photo of the member involved, so you can scroll for the member you want to read - the listed members are in order of their scene in the story. You are of course recommended to read through the thing in sequence, but I also understand why you might not lol.

Hyojung - !~

Seunghee - !.

Jiho - !,

Yooa - !/

Mimi - !< (TW: Very mild simulated non-con, think JAV levels of bad acting)

Arin - !>

Binnie - !^

With that, the story.

“Here’s the cabin, Oppa!” Binnie stands by the door, fishing the keys out of her pocket with some difficulty—the sun was already setting.

“It looks great, it’s so big!” You hug her happily. “I can’t wait to spend a week here!”

“I’m glad, it took a while to find this place! Everything was booked, we got lucky!”

“Here, let me open it, your hands must be cold!” You take the key from Binnie and unlock the door, pushing it open.

“Oh hi, Oppa! What took you two so long?” Whatever you were expecting about the cabin, you were not expecting her.

“Jiho? Why are you here?”

“Eyy, you know why!” Jiho dismisses you with a wave and walks upstairs, leaving you to turn to Binnie in confusion.

“What’s going on, why is Jiho here? I thought we were spending the week here, just us!”

“Oppa, don’t be mad, let me explain.” Binnie tries to calm you down, but you get more confused and a little angry when Binnie walks past you and calls out, “We’re here, come down!” You look on, stunned at who you see—Hyojung, Mimi, Yooa, Seunghee, Jiho, Arin, the whole group was here! They all greet you happily, but their faces falter when they see your less than thrilled expression.

“Binnie did he say no? Do we have to go?”

“No, I mean, I haven’t told him yet. Oppa, please calm down, I’ll explain.”

“It better be good.” She sits you down on the sofa, and the other members gather around you.

“So you know how I have been planning this for a long time right?” You nod curtly in reply. “Well I wasn’t the only one planning this trip, we were all planning this trip.”

“And you never thought to tell me they were coming along? I like everyone, but some notice would be nice.”

“No no, just listen. The reason we planned this trip is well, we’ve been having thoughts of you know, what happens next for us, for the group?”

“Okay? I don’t follow.”

“You will!” Binnie continues persistently. “So we discussed it as a group, and we arrived at a decision, which is why we planned this trip together.”

“And? Mmph!” She cuts your question off, jumping in your lap and crushing her lips on yours. You briefly panic at the sudden burst of passion, but you warm up to her affection soon after, holding her close and kissing your way down her neck.

“Is this your way of saying sorry?”

“No, I’m not done explaining yet…” She sucks your bottom lip hungrily before whispering in your ear. “This week, we’re all—” What follows is the hottest two syllable word you have ever heard Binnie mumble. “Fertile.” She blushes when your erection presses on her thighs. “We all want you to, you know, do it. In us.”

“Are you sure? You all want that?” Binnie nods, and as you look around, you see the other members nod as well, their faces slightly red but sure in their expression.

“Yes, we are pretty close on timing, and we want you to be our… stud.” A pregnant pause descends on the room, and the word hangs in the air, but Binnie presses on. “Will you do that for us?”

“The guy in me says yes, but how is that going to work? I don’t know if I can do it that many times, and how do I know who to do it to when?” You audibly hear some of them sigh in relief and start to relax.

Binnie rummages in her bag and pulls out a ziplock bag of capsules. “We’ll have these, it’ll make sure you’re… very potent. It’s also an aphrodisiac, so you won’t have to worry about performance, although none of us have ever complained.” The members all blush and nod as Binnie continues. “As for who and when, it’ll be very obvious, we’ll approach you.”

Jiho pipes up. “But you know, if you just want to do it, I don’t think any of us will say no either.” They nod even more vigorously, their faces redder than ever.

“And you’re hundred percent sure you want to do this?” you ask, half in incredulity, half to make sure you’re not in a dream. You pinch yourself to further confirm the latter—yep, it hurt.

Binnie nods, and you’ve never heard a sexier phrase said so solemnly. “We want to be carrying your babies, Oppa. Or should I say... Daddy?” At those words you grab her and pull her against you, your hands already roaming her butt.

“Let’s get started then.” You suck on her neck, but Binnie repeatedly hits your shoulder, and you feel other hands trying to pull you off her.

“No, no not today, Oppa!” You look at all of them in confusion. “We start tomorrow, we need to get ready for you too. Please? Just go to our room and sleep tonight, okay?” Binnie pleads.

“I won’t able to keep my hands off you,” you reply honestly, and Binnie blushes a deep red.

“She can sleep with Arin or something. Just wait for tomorrow, for the first member, please?” Seunghee asks of you.

“Fine. And you can’t tell me who’s first?”

“It’ll be a surprise!” Hyojung smiles widely. “So just go to your room and sleep!”

Grumbling you are pushed upstairs by all seven of them, and after unpacking haphazardly, the trip getting here and processing what just happened drained you more than you thought, and you find yourself falling into restless sleep.

!~ (Marker for Hyojung)

“Daddy, Daddy, are you awake?” The muffled voice whispers through the door. You can't immediately get used to the honorific, especially since it's probably not Binnie.

“What? Who is it?”

“It’s me.”

“Who’s me?”

  Your question is ignored. “Can you help me with breakfast? I’ll be down in the kitchen.”

“Huh? Fine, okay.” You hear footsteps descending down the stairs, and you look to your side, finding it indeed empty. You check your phone—7 am?! Who makes breakfast at 7 am on a vacation? You groan and throw the covers off, stumbling out of bed still half-asleep.

You wake up immediately when you enter the kitchen—Hyojung is working on toasting bread, wearing a pink apron and nothing else!

“I see that you are very obvious.” You growl into her ear, your arms wrapping around her underneath the apron. “Bit early to be making breakfast, don’t you think?”

“Perfect time to be making something else. Please, Daddy, fuck me, give me that bun in the oven.” The bedroom name really suits her well though. And you suspect everyone else too, if they're all in a similar state. You rip the apron off Hyojung and bend her over the kitchen counter before pulling your own boxers down. “Ah! Did you take the capsule yet?”

“Don’t need it, I’m still pent up from yesterday, I’m going to put a rich thick load into you.” You run two fingers down her back and between her legs, finding her dripping with cream. “So wet already.”

Hyojung looks back at you and nods eagerly. enthusiastic in everything she does. “I told you, now’s a good time for me, I’m so ready!” You see no reason to deny her any further, and with a gasp Hyojung takes you in all the way. “God, Daddy, so big, so thick!” She cries out, and you have to clamp a hand over her mouth to stifle her.

“Now, now, dear, don’t wake the others, you’re going to have to be quiet.” Hyojung is tight, and she gets even tighter when you continue muttering in her ear. “It’ll be good practice, you know? Even after you have one, two, three kids, I’m going to be railing you as they sleep, so you better learn to not wake them up.”

Hyojung nods against your hand, whimpering as you pump up into her. She squeals into your hand, and her pussy contracts around you in a quick climax.

“That was too loud, be quieter when you cum."

Hyojung nods weakly, barely getting out a "yes, Daddy," and you continue to thrust into her over the countertop, her squeals gradually getting softer as she cums again and again. You’re not sure if it’s because she’s getting tired, or if she’s actually trying to be quiet, but you’re satisfied with her efforts, and you need to reach your own satisfaction.

“Your haircut is such a mom haircut, isn’t it Hyojung? It looks so pretty on you, I’m going to give you that mommy figure to match!”

“Yes, cum in me, please cum in me, Daddy!” Hyojung whines into your ear.

With a grunt, you pin her against the counter and unload all your confusion and frustration from yesterday into her, filling her with your thick creamy baby batter. Every jerky thrust against her pushes more of your icing into her, and Hyojung pulls you in for a kiss, thoroughly satisfied with her breakfast pie filling.

“Thanks, Daddy, you feel so warm in me. You can go back to sleep if you want, I’m going to have a rest too, and let this rise.” Hyojung pats her tummy, and the dirty imagery almost makes you want to jump her again, but she cutely and awkwardly waddles away, trying to let as little of you leak out as possible. You grab some water from the fridge, and as you drink and ponder on how this is really happening, you see Binnie come down the stairs.

“How did it go with Hyojung unnie?”

“Good, I guess? I mean how am I supposed to know?”

“Right.” Binnie hugs you tightly. “Sorry that I sprung this on you.”

“You’re okay with this? Me just, you know, doing it with everyone?”

“I mean, you already were, so that’s whatever. The members approached me as we were talking about future plans, and I realized I didn’t mind it at all.”

“If you say so.” You lift Binnie on to the counter, pulling her pajama bottoms down—you were still heated from Hyojung’s final comment. “The first one is out of the way, I want you.”

Binnie simply raises her arms, letting you pull her t-shirt off too. “Like Jiho said, I don’t think any of us will say no.” You ease into Binnie, mindful that she might not have been as ready as Hyojung, but with a few light touches and passionate kisses she’s more than warmed up in the chilly morning, and that warmth builds into a burning fire in both of you. Hot and fast pumping on the countertop only gets hotter as the two of you accelerate in a desperate back and forth that coats your cock in her slick with every stroke. But soon, the flame is put out by your second load of the morning, quenching both your morning thirsts as Binnie's greedy walls milk you for a morning load of seed.

The quickie is officially ended when Yooa walks into the kitchen. “Yah, make sure to wipe the counter, we’re going to have to prepare food on there!” Sheepishly, the two of you put on your clothes and wipe the counter thoroughly before you and Binnie get to making breakfast for everyone.

Everyone wakes up one by one, and after a late breakfast you are all gathered around the table to discuss what you’re doing for the afternoon.

“We’re going to go explore the area and do some grocery shopping.” Hyojung says.

“And I don’t suppose I can come along, can I?”

“No, one of us will stay back with you. You have something else to do with them.”

“I feel like I’m just being chained here for you all to use.”

“That can be arranged, Oppa,” Mimi jokes, licking her lips and winking.

“No need for that, just get me some snacks. Binnie knows what I like.”

“Anything for our stud!”

“Except for leaving the house?”

“Anything but that!”

You lounge around the admittedly very comfortable cabin as the girls set about doing their makeup and dressing for the outing. You barely acknowledge them shouting that they’re going out, simply waving them goodbye as you played games on your phone. You don’t even bother looking at who is leaving and who is left with you—you would know soon enough.

!. (Marker for Seunghee)

“Hi, Oppa, could you come upstairs?”

You recognize the voice, and you follow Seunghee into her room. You are not surprised when she holds up some cuffs, but you are taken aback by her request.

“Can I—Can I tie Daddy up?”

“Really? I thought you liked being tied up.”

“I do, but I wanted to see how it feels to be on the other end.”

“So I am going to be chained up.” You joke, making Seunghee blush. “Am I supposed to struggle or something?”

“No, just umm, let me do what I want?”

“Of course.” You hold out your hands, as if turning yourself in, and Seunghee cuffs your wrists together.

“Is it too tight?”

“Nope, it’s just fine.”

Seunghee strips you and has you lie down, tying your feet to the bed posts, spreading you out much like she was when you first met her. “You had two rounds with Hyojung and Binnie right?” she asks as she sheds her own clothes.

“Right, probably want the capsule then. Ahhh.” Seunghee drops a capsule into your open mouth, and a bit after you swallow it, you feel a heat spread through your body. You stand rigidly in the air, much to her delight.

“Wow, it works perfectly.” She grabs your cock, feeling its hardness and making you moan.

“It—Argh! it does!” Your hips are already bucking in the air a little, moving in time with Seunghee’s strokes. She chooses the worst time to tease you, pinning your hands above your head.

“You didn’t get to cum in my pussy the last time, Daddy. You’ll get to do it this time. Aren’t you glad?”

“Yes I am, yes I am!” you rush to answer her, eager for her to get on with it.

“How badly do you want to cum in me?”

“So badly, so so badly, fuck!” Seunghee positions herself over you, and you can feel her slick dripping on you already.

“Beg for it, please?”

“Don’t say please if you want me to beg, but please let me cum in you!”

“Tell me what you want to do to me.”

“I want to thrust into you right now, cum in you over and over, stuff you full of cum, and then turn you over so that none of it leaks out, give you what you really want.”

Seunghee turns even redder than you thought possible, and wordlessly she starts to sink herself on to you, prompting you to pump up immediately into her, filling the rest of the space inside her. She yelps, and for a moment you pause, afraid that you had hurt her.

“Sorry, too fast?”

“No, that felt good, you’re so deep in me!”

“Great, I’m not going to stop then.” Restrained as you were, you control the tempo, the aphrodisiac giving you extra strength, spurring you on to bounce Seunghee on your lap, stuffing her full of cock over and over. Seunghee rides you like a roller coaster, her hands planted on your chest, fingers digging into you.

“Oh Daddy—you’re so deep in me, I can feel you throb, are you going to—ahh, I’m going to cum first!” Seunghee loses herself before you, but her milking is enough to pull you down along with her, and you shoot your load, coating her walls and then some. She grinds on you instinctively, squirming to make sure your seed gets as deep inside her as possible.

Not that it really mattered—you were still hard. Seunghee collapses against your chest, breathing hard from her climax. She only comes around when you continue bucking up into her.

“Ah! You’re still hard?” She tries to get up, but you have lowered your cuffed wrists around her neck, trapping her against you. Seunghee could of course still pull her hips off you, but she makes no attempt to do so.

“The aphrodisiac is really effective, you gave it to me, so you’re going to have to take it all.” Seunghee buries her neck in yours, giving herself over to you.

“Yes, I want it all, I want more!” She cries out as you dominate her from below, your connection becoming a mess of cum and slick. Seunghee bounces uselessly in your lap, unable to do anything against gravity as she comes down on your cock heavily every time. The movements become automatic, your brain shutting off, and you cum just as many times as Seunghee does.

When you regain a semblance of humanity you realize you have finally gone soft, your hips thrusting pointlessly, a warm puddle of who-knows-what between your legs. Seunghee finally stirs when you stop moving, tears and drool all over.

“That was so good, Daddy, you must have knocked me up so many times…”

“We’re back! Seunghee, how was—” Mimi drops by, and is immediately shocked by the absolute mess between your sweaty bodies. “Oh my god, how many times did you two do it?”

“Don’t know, the capsule is really powerful. Can you help us?” Mimi undoes the shackles around your wrist and feet, and you slowly move, feeling the blood flow come back in your extremities. You roll, making sure Seunghee is on the bottom now, all the better for your seed to stay in her.

“Thanks, Daddy, I’ll just lie here, and let it ahh… Let it seep in.” Seunghee sighs dreamily, her hand moving between her legs, trying to plug her leaking dam.

“Come on, Oppa, Seunghee can take care of herself.” You kiss Seunghee before letting Mimi guide you out the door, your own legs still weak.

“Umm, are you going to shower?” Mimi asks you as the two of you leave Seunghee’s room.

“Yeah, I’m all sweaty.”

“Can I join you?”

“I don’t know if I can do it right now, I’m really sore.”

“I know, just… can you get me off? That was really hot.”

The capsule has potent side effects, including turning on someone who watched the aftermath of your fuck session. Mimi doesn’t even bother stripping before entering the shower with you, and you finger a wet t-shirt Mimi to two climaxes before she finally leaves you alone to actually get clean.

Thankfully no one approaches you that night, and you are able to cuddle against Binnie chastely, spooning her as the two of you settle in for night.

“That capsule you gave me is really strong, like really really strong.”

“I know, Seunghee said you went to town on her, even when you were tied up.”

“Are you sure it’s safe?”

“If we’re in good shape, mmhmm, it just takes a lot of stamina to get all of it out of you.”

“And they’re all okay with me using it?”

“As long as you are okay with it. We all want as much out of you as we can get.”

“You’re serious about this aren’t you?”

“Just the thought of it turns us on like you wouldn’t believe.”

“Me too.” You wrap your arms around her, but your body is unwilling to go any further tonight. “When is it your turn?”

“Not yet, besides, you’ll have plenty of chances with me.”

“True, I’m going to fuck you every month when you’re fertile. Even when you’re not I’m going to fill you up anyways.”

Binnie hurriedly turns around and kisses you. “Shut up, you’re going to get me horny, go to sleep!”

“Good night!”

!, (Marker for Jiho)

Sleep comes easily, but it also slips away just as easily, in the form of Jiho shaking you awake.

“Jiho? What is it?”

“It’s my turn,” she says quietly, her tone laced with anticipation. “Come to my room?” You nod and slip out from under the covers, your back still sore from thrusting too much yesterday. Jiho notices your grimace. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just a little sore from yesterday.”

“It’s okay, you just need to lie down.” You can’t help but admire Jiho’s long legs in the morning light, perfectly accentuated by the tiny shorts she wore. “Do you think you’ll need the capsule?”

“No, I’ll be fine.”

She brazenly grabs you through your boxers. “Sure seems like it. Go lie down.” You lie down on the bed, and Jiho pulls your boxers off before straddling you. She removes her top with a flourish, then stands up briefly to throw her tiny shorts and panties to a corner of the bedroom. You get even harder—you had forgotten how hot she was, how her breasts are perfectly sized for her figure, the delicious gap between her legs, and her squishy butt cheeks that you could somehow see even from the front.

Your reaction doesn’t go unnoticed. “I have been keeping in shape for you, I remember how much you love my figure.”

“I still do.”

“Good, now I want to ruin my figure on you.” Jiho crawls up your body. “I want to feel swollen by the time we’re done, utterly stuffed.” She grabs her own breast, squeezing it harshly. “I want this to swell too, and my toned tummy? Ruined as well, it’s going to be round after we finish doing this.” She locks your gaze, her face flush with lust. “I want to ruin myself on you, I don’t want us to be friends-with-benefits, I want us to be parents-with-benefits, okay, Daddy?”

“W-Whatever you say,” you manage to sputter out, your mouth dry at Jiho’s seduction. You grunt when she grabs you, and with a quiet groan from both of you Jiho sinks herself all the way down.

“God I can never get over that stretch, you fill me out so good!” To your surprise though, Jiho never really moves, simply staying still on top of you. Instead, she pulls out two small remote vibrators from a bag. “Remember these, Daddy? We used to have a lot of fun with them.”

“We did, but what do you want to do with them?”

“Just hold still.” With some difficulty she manages to slip one inside herself next to your shaft, making both of you moan—Jiho because of the additional stretching, you from the odd sensation of her warm walls on one side and the hard vibrator on the other.

The other vibrator she places on her clit before pressing her crotch even more tightly against you, wedging it between the two of you. “Now we just turn it on and… ah!” Jiho moans are almost delicate, exquisite as the vibrating pleasure flows through both of you.

“Don’t move okay, Daddy? Just relax, and cum whenever you want, however many times you want.” The two of you were almost catatonic—is it sex if neither of you are moving? Jiho simply kisses you over and over, occasionally stopping to tell you that she was cumming before her walls grip you oh so tightly. You were much the same—a groan, usually soon after one of Jiho’s orgasms, and you were letting loose inside her. The vibrator inside her rubs the underside of your shaft, coaxing the maximum load out of you. Jiho’s whines and coos of satisfaction are more than enough to get you hard in short order, and the vibrator causes you to start climbing towards another orgasm.

Jiho hugs you tightly, her legs digging into your sides, clinging on to you, and you hug her back best you could, both of you frozen in vibrating bliss, taking part in artificial insemination of the most intimate kind.

“Do you want the capsule?” Jiho asks as you deliver another load inside her.

“Do you think you need it?”

“Just to be sure, but promise not to move? This feels amazing.”

“I’ll try.” Jiho stops the vibrators briefly, reaching over and grabbing one of the capsules she had, popping it into your mouth with a kiss. She interlocks her fingers with yours, and her thighs hold you in place as you feel the burst of heat and lust flow through you. “Turn it on, I feel so warm already, I need to cum Jiho!”

“You feel even bigger somehow… ah!” Jiho buries her face in your neck when she turns the vibrators on, both of you moaning loudly as you immediately deliver a virile load into her. Yet you remain rock hard, and Jiho is loathe to let you go, judging by how tightly she grips you.

“That’s it, Daddy, just keep cumming, keep cumming in me. Oh, I’m cumming again!” Jiho can only stare at your pleasure-wracked face for a few seconds before she is taken on her own wave of ecstasy, your shuddering body helping her along, rubbing the vibrator over her clit even more intensely. Your world devolves into two states: orgasm and pre-orgasm. The capsule renders a post-orgasmic state unneeded, and before you can collect your thoughts the vibrator and Jiho’s snug pussy combine to send you into incoherence over and over again. Every little bit of overstimulation manifests in the form of more ropes of cum into her. You’re not sure how you can still produce semen, and Jiho is not sure how all of it fits in her, wave after wave of warm seed filling her womb to the absolute brim.

“Jiho, Jiho I think I’m done…” The haze lifts when the effects of the capsule finally wears out, and you realize you are locked in a sloppy kiss with Jiho. She only opens her eyes at your words, still riding her own high that she didn’t realize you had slipped out.

“Thanks, Daddy, I feel so full and warm.” You gently roll Jiho to your side, removing the vibrators and spooning her until she fell asleep, drained of energy maintaining her hold on you. Chancing a look between her thighs, you watch the slow-moving flood of white leak out of her and over her pale skin—no doubt the capsule did its work on her.

You get dressed and head downstairs, to find Yooa and Mimi eating breakfast.

“Good morning.”

“Morning. Did you do it already? With Jiho?”

“Umm yeah, how did you know?”

“Schedule, but also we can smell Jiho on you. Do you need some time to recover?”

“Maybe in the afternoon? We didn’t really move, but I could use some rest. Is it one of you two next?”

“I think so, I forget, we’ll come find you then. Just make sure to rest, Oppa, we want you ready.” Mimi hands you a plate of food.

You gulp and grab extra food for breakfast. You are glad you did, because in the afternoon everyone goes out to the yard to mess around. Everyone except Yooa.

!/ (Marker for Yooa)

“Oppa, you want to come upstairs?” She peeks her head out from over the stairs.

“No, I’d rather be outside,” you say jokingly.

“Maybe we can make it work, come upstairs please?” You make your way up to her room, only to find her dressed breathtakingly in the outfit she wore for her solo album. “Is this good enough to count as outdoors?” she teases, posing for you. “There’s more too.” She opens another door in her room, and it opens to a small balcony, a yoga mat already laid out. Yooa lays down on the mat, propping herself up to look at you seductively, ready for the taking. “Come fuck me outdoors then.”

You join her on the balcony, comfortably nesting on top of her as the two of you make out under the clear afternoon sky. You slip your hands under her thin costume. “Won’t you be cold?”

“Not if you fuck some warmth into me, I really want this.”

“Turn around then.” Yooa gets on all fours, wiggling her ass as she slips her shorts off, revealing her toned butt and the distinct lack of underwear.

“No panties?”

“Why bother, we both know what we’re here for.” You smile when she spreads her cheeks open, spanking her before stripping naked yourself.

“Not taking your ass today, we both know what we’re here for,” you echo her sentiments with a cheeky smile. You were hard and Yooa was wet, so you easily slip into her in one attempt. “I want your pussy, and the only way I’m fucking your ass from now on is if the doctor says it’s not safe for our child that’s going to be in your belly.” Yooa whimpers and contracts around you immediately.

“F-Fuck my pussy then, Daddy, fuck me!”

“Forest’s Child was your song right? Your next solo should be Forest’s Children!” you snarl and begin slamming into her. Yooa cries out into the open air, and vaguely you wonder if the others outside could hear her and the claps of flesh—you fuck her harder.

“Nngh, mmm! Daddy, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” You pull on Yooa’s arms, yanking her off the yoga mat, her breasts jiggling, for all to see just how hard you are pummeling into her. She tightens around you right as you hit your peak, and the two of you shatter the peaceful afternoon, grunting and crying out in joy as you sow your seed in her. You let go of her arms and collapse over her, breathing harshly into her neck. But you were not done with Yooa, and neither was she.

“Daddy more, please, give me more!” You grow hard again inside her, Yooa’s needy cries serving as a perfect substitute for the capsule.

“I will, I’m going to make you pop so many little forest children out, you’d like that wouldn’t you?” You suck on her neck as she whimpers at the thought. You spread your legs and get into a squatting position, and with your hands on Yooa’s shapely hips you start rooting into her, the two of you mere animals, mating outdoors without any sense of decency. The lewd moans pollute the air, and you do the same to her body, spewing load after load of thick cum onto her fertile land, staining her in the most primal way possible.

“You love Mother Nature don’t you, my little Forest Child?” Yooa looks up at you in a daze, drunk on being bred. “Go ahead, tell her what you’re doing.”

“I’m going to become a mother too!” she cries out as you thrust hard one last time, yanking her hips back on you. Yooa twists in pleasure, and it opens her up just that little bit more. You take advantage, pressing your tip deeper than ever into her before groaning and sending another thick load inside her. Capsule or not, you felt potent, on top of the world as you filled a mewling Yooa, and you’re sure you did your job. You kiss her sweaty face, and Yooa smiles back dazzlingly at you.

“Thanks, Daddy, it feels amazing, I’m so warm right now…” You wrap her up with your clothes and bring her indoors, closing the balcony door.

“You’re still going to catch a cold if you just stay out there.”

“I guess, but I feel like I’m floating!” Her cheeks are rosy red, clearly glowing from the session.

“Yes, well come back to earth and rest.” Yooa curls up against you, and you cuddle her until she’s quiet, her soft mumbling replaced with light snores. As soon as you leave her room though, a hand pulls you into another room.

“Arin?”

“You’re just teasing me now aren’t you?”

“What?”

“You know that I’m still a day away, so now you’re just making me horny on purpose right? Doing it outdoors, so that we could all hear!”

“No I didn’t know! Yooa wanted to do it outside—”

“Of course she does, the unnies are getting us all horny, talking about what you did to them, I don’t want to wait!” Her hands fumble on your shorts.

“Arin please, I don’t have anything right now.”

“Fine, then get me off, I’m so… I’m so hot I could scream!” Her nails run through her hair, threatening to tear chunks off her scalp. You grab her hands, holding them in yours tenderly as you pull her into a kiss. She immediately starts pushing you down her body, and you follow her instructions, kissing her neck before moving past her t-shirt, pecking her belly before kneeling between her legs. Deftly she loosens the drawstring of her shorts, and it falls to reveal a completely soaked pair of panties.

“Please, Oppa, I need you to do something to me, whatever you want!” She whispers. You lift one leg, letting her rest it on your shoulder as you lean in. One hand pulls her panties to the side, and you immediately start eating her out, hoping to help relieve her arousal. Arin’s reaction is immediate—you don’t hear her say anything, but her juice is worth a thousand words, and as you lick her pink flesh she is leaking all over your chin, her hands immediately going to your head, trying to push you further into her. As she cums your face becomes her parchment, and she writes paragraphs about how you eat her out, your tongue probing her thoroughly, readying her for what she’ll be getting tomorrow.

“Stop, stop, Oppa!” She tells you in hushed tones, and you finally stop kissing her lower lips. Her leg drops off your shoulder, and you have to hold her to keep her from collapsing to the floor. Even in the dark bedroom you could tell her face was red, and you spot several teeth marks on her previously unbitten t-shirt.

“Better?”

“Thanks, that felt so good, I can’t wait for you to be in me.”

“I can’t wait either, you said tomorrow?”

“Mmhmm, I’ll see you then, I’m going to be touching myself so much just waiting for you.” The thought almost works to get you hard again, but you settle for getting Arin wet again.

“Don’t, save it for tomorrow, I’ll get you off so many times tomorrow, promise.” A whimper, and then Arin nods, forcing her hands to her sides.

Dinner goes by uneventfully save for a few jokes at Yooa’s expense—some of them definitely heard the two of you, and if others didn’t, they knew soon enough.

“Is that how you were trying to get a forest child Yooa? By fucking Oppa outdoors?” Seunghee quips. “So if we fuck in the pool are we going to have a sea child?”

“Shut up Seunghee!” Yooa blushes madly before firing back. “You better stop eating, else you’ll have a food baby, and ooh, you wouldn’t want Oppa to smell that!”

The rest of you burst into laughter, and you hear them continue to bicker as you wash the dishes in the kitchen. As you stand at the sink you feel someone slip a hand into your pocket, but before you could catch them in the act the hand is gone.

“Thanks, Oppa!” You see Mimi place a few more plates into the sink, but the look she gives you tells you that she did more than bring you the plates. After you finish doing the dishes you check your pockets, only to find a slip of paper.

My room, 11 pm

Your “chores” for the day were not done.

!< (Marker for Mimi) TW for simulated non-con.

At 11 sharp you knock on Mimi’s bedroom, and she lets you in, pushing you back against the door you just entered. The distinct click of the lock catching indicates that you’ll be here for a while; the leather suit Mimi’s wearing tells you you’re not leaving until tomorrow morning. To your surprise though, Mimi reverses your positions, making you press her against the door. She raises her arms above her head, and you find yourself holding her wrists up, almost like you’re… restraining her?

“No! Stop! Get off me!” She cries out shrilly, and as if electrocuted you jump off of Mimi, back all the way to her bed.

“Mimi I’m sorry, I thought—”

“Yaah, I’m trying to film something here!” Mimi whines, put out by your lack of cooperation.

“Filming?” You look around, finding a camera set up, facing the door and the bed.

“I film vlogs, now I want to film my own adult video.”

“Yeah but, why am I forcing myself on you? Why are you dressed like a female agent? You watch too much Japanese porn.”

“Shut up! So what, I want it, please?”

“Fine, but we need a safe word.”

“Ugh, okay, the safe word is ‘cut cut’, two cuts, got it? Now can we begin?” You reluctantly agree, and Mimi pulls you towards her, making you press her figure against the door.

“Hahah! Now I’m not trapped with you Agent Mimi, you’re trapped here with me!” you shout, and Mimi winces at your comment.

“I see why you’re not in acting. Just do your thing, Oppa.” Mimi wraps one leg around yours, pulling you further into her. “Whatever you want to do, just play it out, nothing’s off the table.” She leans her head back, exposing her neck, and on instinct you go for the jugular, sucking the offered skin. “Ahh no! Get off me, get off me!” Painless smacks on your shoulders make you aware of Mimi’s free hands, and you grab them by the wrist, pinning her hands on either side of her head as you continue to mark all over her neck. “No, what are you doing!”

“I told you, Agent Mimi, you’re trapped here with me!” You grab her by the chin, yanking her up to face you before smashing your lips into hers. Pursed lips stay that way but for a few seconds, and Mimi allows you into her mouth, her tongue pulling yours in despite her hands saying otherwise, still pretending to resist you.

“No! Mmm, mmph! Stop kissing me!” Mimi protests as she devours your lips.

“I think you’re the one kissing me Agent.” You pull back, forcibly disconnecting your tongues. Mimi glares at you with lust disguised as anger. “Oh Agent Mimi, I think we’re going to enjoy ourselves very, very much.” You reach for the zipper at the front of her leather suit and pull it down the length of her body. It ends right above her pussy, but you can already feel the heat and soaked leather from between her legs.

“Hmph, I doubt that very much, you’ll never get what you want!” Mimi retorts. You grab both sides of the open suit, and pull on it hard, your strength fueled by libido. The zipper breaks, and the seam it creates in her outfit rips right down the middle, the leather suit effectively torn cleanly in half. Mimi’s panties are soaked, and you rip it easily off her with a wet snap. “H-Hey!”

“Shut up, strip me!” you command, and biting her lip, Mimi does as you ask, removing your clothes, her hand moving for your cock the moment you are naked.

"Are you sure you don’t want this, Agent Mimi?”

“No! I don’t!”

“We’ll see.” You reach for her knees, lifting her off the ground. Mimi yelps, instinctively wrapping her arms around your neck, and her legs around your hip. “Good girl.”

“Put me down, put me down!”

“Sure, one second.” Both of you gasp as your tip touches her entrance. You pause for a moment to look at her, both of you breaking character briefly.

“Please do it, please please please!” Mimi whispers to you desperately. A strangled groan escapes her when you penetrate her, nailing her against the door.

“Should I put you down now, Agent?”

“No, don’t move, don’t move!” She hugs you tighter, both of you groaning at the extra stretch you subject her to. Your arms burn, and you shift your hips a little under her, letting your arms and thighs share the weight evenly, along with help from the door. Hidden from the camera you plant small kisses on Mimi’s neck, waiting for her to get used to you. She signals her intent by playacting once more. “Get off me, get me off!”

“Which is it Agent?” Mimi yelps as you find the strength to bounce her on your shaft once. “Do you want me to get off you, or get you off?” You don’t give her a chance to reply, as the burn in your legs gets too much to hold a static position. Your lift her higher and start pumping into her at a furious pace, trying to reach your climax before your strength gives out. Mimi is reduced to gasps and whimpers as you slam into her over and over again, rattling the door, hopefully not loud enough to wake the others up.

“I’m going to cum in you Agent!”

“No, not in me, not in me!” Mimi cries out, although her actions say otherwise, her legs locking around your butt, causing you to really slam her against the door.

You whisper in her ear, your words uncaught by the camera. “I’m going to cum in you on camera Mimi, we’re going to name the video 'How I Fucked Your Mother’.”

“Yes oh god yes!” Mimi breaks character and crumbles under your intense thrusts, her entire body seizing up in bliss as she reaches her own orgasm first. With a grunt you damn near break the door down, nailing her to the wall as you inject her with wave after wave of your potent seed.

Mindlessly you keep thrusting into her as she clings on to you, fucking your cum deeper into her. “I’m going to watch the video afterwards, I want to see your face when I cum in you, Agent.”

“Yes, whatever you want, fuck!”

As you recover though, reality quickly catches up to fantasy. “You’re not heavy, but I’m going to have to let you down, can you stand?”

“I’ll try…” With her arms still wrapped around you, you slowly let Mimi stand, only to have your neck immediately yanked on as her legs immediately go weak. Before either of you collapse unceremoniously on the floor you quickly help her to the bed, your eyes glued to the fresh wave of cum leaking out of her pussy, no doubt captured on camera as well.

“Should we continue?”

Mimi nods breathlessly. “D-Do you want a capsule?”

“If you want me to.”

“Suit pocket.”

You fish out two capsules from the breast pocket of her ruined suit, and hold it up for the camera, continuing the playacting. “What’s this Agent Mimi? Were you planning on drugging me? How dare you!”

“N-No, it’s safe, I wasn’t going to do that to you!”

“Is it now? Fine, let’s both have one then.” You take one capsule, swallowing and immediately feeling your body heat rise a few degrees, and with your fingers you try to feed Mimi the other one. Unexpectedly she puts up a strong fight against you, and you struggle with her for a few moments before she calls out.

“Wait, Oppa, wait, cut cut!” You recognize the safe word and immediately stop, pulling back and stepping away from her.

“I’m sorry, too far? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah just, Binnie said we really shouldn’t take it, the effects are very strong on women, something about difference in body weight.”

“Got it, I’m so sorry.”

“Apologize to me by putting the one you took to good use then.” She pulls you in for a kiss, and your dominant position on top of her immediately reignites the libido in your body. Mimi whimpers as you position at her entrance again. “Wreck me like you wreck Seunghee, don’t hold back.”

“Oh I will.” With an exaggerated growl of satisfaction you slide into Mimi once more. “This capsule is quite something Agent, look, I’m hard again!”

“No, don't— ah!”

“I can fill you so many times, I feel like I can go all night!”

“No, don’t do it in me, I’m not safe!”

“Even better, that makes me safe, surely you wouldn’t harm the father of your children, would you?”

“No, I can’t!”

“That’s right, you can’t, so just take it, fucking take it!” You grunt, hooking her knees with your arms—Mimi is flexible, and you bend her in half, her ankles at her ears, wholly drunk on pleasure as you hammer down into her. “Look at me!” Mimi’s eyes open, but only briefly before they roll in her head, succumbing to an orgasm. You follow closely behind her, your own vision turning black, your body leaning forward as you send cum straight into her depths.

You ease the pressure on her when you withdraw, and the lack of fight in Mimi is apparent, her limbs limply strewn wide open. Your cock is still mostly stiff, coated with a mixture of slick and cum, representative of the mess inside Mimi. You pull her up into a sitting position and get behind her, your elbows finding her knees once more.

“Look down Agent.”

“Huh, ohh…” she groans as you slide into her well-fucked pussy from below.

“I said look down.” You arms squeeze her legs together once more. This time though, her knees are by her ears, and your hands manage to find each other on the back of her neck. With a gentle push you make Mimi look down, locking her in a full nelson. “Look down Agent, what are you doing right now?”

Her eyes stay glued on your shaft as you shove it in and out between her swollen lips. You watch a string of drool land on her breast before making its way down her body, hastened by your pumps up into her. “I’m ah— being fucked!” Her words are slow and slurred, as if her mind is slow to process anything but the pleasure forced through her.

“Tell the camera, Agent.”

“I’m being, I’m being fucked!”

“State your name for the camera.”

“I’m Agent Mimi—”

“Not anymore!” you growl and turn her head back a little to face you. “You’re going to be Mama from now on, I hope you like it Agent Mama.”

“No! I mean yes, I mean— ahhh!” Mimi jerks and shudders in your arms as you threaten to crumple her like a paper ball, pumping her hard and fast, your core working overtime to curl your whole body around her before you explode. The entire scene is caught on camera, and the physical process of reproduction is caught in lurid detail as you plunge deep into Mimi one more time before filling her completely with cum. Your thrust up and press her head down, making Mimi watch herself get thoroughly bred. The thick cum leaking out the side of your shaft serves as the perfect conclusion to her adult video.

You release your grip on her neck, and Mimi immediately begins groaning and wheezing, and for a moment you thought you hurt her.

“Cut cut, are you okay? Are you hurt?” You lift her off you and place her on the bed, where she remains with her eyes closed, breathing heavily. You wait in silence, broken only by her labored breaths.

“God, Oppa, you really know how to make a girl feel wanted, or how to make a girl feel like you wanted her dead, I can’t tell.”

“I’m so sorry, I went too far, do you need anything?”

“There’s bottles of water over there, can you get us some?” You bring Mimi some, and have some yourself—you didn’t notice it earlier, but you are equally parched. You help Mimi sit up, only to have her lean against you tiredly. You’ve never seen her so clingy.

“You can still go more rounds can’t you?” she asks, eyeing your still hard shaft.

“You don’t have to do it, it’ll go down eventually.”

“I want to, I have you for the whole night you know.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Just go slow then, it will still be a good video.” Right, the two of you are still being filmed. Mimi pulls you on top of her, her hands wrapped around your neck, not letting you stray far from her. “Make me feel wanted, Oppa?”

“Of course.”

“And then make me a mama, just like you said.” You get a little harder at that comment. When you watch it after the trip, the rest of the video is slow movements, scattered with many soft cries of pleasure as you pump Mimi full of seed over and over again, until finally the effects of the aphrodisiac end and your stamina runs out.

!> (Marker for Arin)

You wake up to Arin standing over the two of you, looking shy and embarrassed.

“Arin?”

“Umm, you’re late, it should be my turn now…”

“Sorry, I overslept.”

“I’ve been waiting all night, please don’t make me wait too much longer?”

“Can I take a shower first?”

“Sure, I’ll be waiting in my room.”

You groan when you step in the shower, the warm water relieving the soreness of your muscles from last night. You let the water run a little longer, hoping to let yourself recover enough energy for Arin.

“Oh, you’re awake?” Binnie asks you when you step out of the bathroom.

“Yeah, it’s Arin’s turn now. When is it yours?”

“After her. I can’t wait!” Binnie promises. “Aww, are you missing me already?”

“Maybe, probably, yes.”

“We’ll have plenty of time, so don’t worry. Now go fuck Arin!” She gives you a solid slap on the ass.

“How can you say that to your boyfriend?”

“Because I know you’ll come back to me and fuck me even better.” Binnie pushes you away. “Now go! Before I jump you and Arin gets mad.”

You leave Binnie after giving her one more kiss, and you open the door to Arin’s bedroom to find her pouting and waiting for you on the bed.

“What took you so long!”

“Sorry, I was talking to Binnie.”

“Fine, come fuck me now!” Something nagged at you, this isn’t the Arin you normally know.

“Are you okay?”

“No, I feel so hot even though the window is open, ugh, Daddy, please fuck me already?” A chill goes down your spine—the window was open, but underneath the open window, on her desk, was a capsule broken in half.

“Yah, did you eat the capsule? Why did you eat it?”

“Yes, I want to get the most out of today! Binnie said we shouldn’t eat it, so I only took half!”

You hurriedly close the window, and then lay Arin on the bed. “You’re not supposed to eat it at all, it’s for me! How do you feel?”

“Ah… just really warm, Daddy. I’m so wet!” She drags your hand between her legs. “Please, Daddy, please put something in me!” Your mouth drops as Arin continues to squirm on the bed, her hands alternating between reaching for you and pulling on her own clothes.

“You are—You’re in heat.”

“I don’t know what that means, please, Daddy, come here, hold me!” She kisses you fervently. “Please, I want you in me, I want you now!”

You had to quell her heat first. You return the kiss with equal strength, and Arin moans happily, her legs already spreading for you. You slip a hand under her shorts and panties, and Arin immediately seizes up, all her senses focused on your fingers moving towards her soaked slit.

“Mmmmm!” An impossibly erotic groan escapes Arin when you slip a finger into her slick heat, her walls immediately clenching around you—gods she was needy, it was making you needy as well, and you haven’t had a capsule yet! Her hands struggle to do anything productive, and she whimpers piteously as you pull out from her, only to gasp when you tug her bottoms off, leaving her naked from the waist down.

“P-Put it back, put it back in! Mmmmmngh!” Arin lets out a high-pitched whine as you push into her with one finger again. “Ah ah ah ah!” A few yelps, and Arin is already cumming on your hand, her pretty face red with desire. She twists and thrashes on the bed. You hear a rip—she has torn her t-shirt with her hands, and she keeps going, revealing herself to you. Her entire body is flushed pink, and with no t-shirt to rip, her hands roam all over her body.

“Please, Daddy, please keep touching me!” You launch yourself at her, groping and sucking and squeezing her everywhere you could, all while you work multiple fingers into her. You lick and suck every inch you could get at, as if your saliva could cool her heat—it only serves to make her burn hotter. “I’m cumming again!”

You take one stiff nipple in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it counter-clockwise. Arin’s head spins in the same direction, twisting into the bed as she hits critical arousal, orgasming repeatedly. Wantonly she humps your fingers, her hands grasping for your arm, trying to shove you deeper into her. Arin’s groaning, grunting even as she masturbates herself on you mindlessly, a hand on your head pushing you deep into her chest. You try to get her to slow down, but you’re taken along for the ride—somehow your free hand finds a squishy butt cheek, and when you squeeze her, Arin squirts with an extended groan. You are blind, buried between her cushy breasts, but you don’t need sight—you hear her groan, feel her squirt, and smell her pheromones, her need. Arin’s butt cheek is the perfect grip as you help guide the erratic movements of her hips, allowing your fingers to push deep into her.

It all comes to a head when your fingers find her g-spot, and strumming on it repeatedly Arin shrieks before going still, only the sound of her juice spewing over your fingers is heard in the bedroom. You gently remove your fingers from her, and she’s too tired to protest. Still buried in her chest, you finally use your last sense, licking your fingers and tasting her arousal—so fucking sweet.

“Daddy, did you— did we do it already? You felt so good, I couldn’t tell…” You look up to find the Arin you know, a little dazed from her orgasms, but blushing and glowing at you, with no look of annoyance.

“We haven’t done it yet, I just used my fingers.” You hold your fingers up for her, spreading them, making her blush when a string of her juice stays connected between them.

“Oh, why haven’t we done it?”

“Because someone didn’t listen to Binnie and took my capsule.” Arin’s blush deepens, slightly chastened by your words.

“I thought it would be okay if I just took half, I couldn’t wait after hearing you and Yooa unnie, and then walking in on you and Mimi unnie… I thought it would make me, I don’t know, cum harder so I could get over it.”

You smirk and slowly get on top of her, you drop your shorts and boxers, revealing your raging erection to Arin. “No, it’s my job to make you cum harder, and wait till I eat the other half of the capsule.”

Tentatively she reaches out for your shaft, almost scared by the throbbing. “It won’t hurt right, it’ll feel as good as the first time we did it?”

You line yourself up with her entrance before kissing her. “It’ll be even better than that, even better than just now. You just focus on cumming. If you feel good, I’ll feel good, and if I feel good, I’ll cum in you, and if I cum in you…” Arin smiles shyly, not able to bring herself to finish your sentence.

“Please, Daddy, please do it.” After watching her cum her brains out earlier you can barely restrain yourself any longer. You kiss Arin and plunge into her, muffling your relieved moan of finally being inside her. You force yourself to slow down, but Arin can feel your throbbing length and see your tortured expression, and she nods meekly. “Go faster, Daddy, I want to feel you cum in me!”

Arin’s plea is replaced with a cry, your bodies meeting with a not too soft clap of flesh. Followed by another, and then another, Arin’s cries growing louder with every passing pound into her. You hug her tight, her moans right in your ear satisfying and heightening your pleasure. A few more rough thrusts, and your tip presses deep inside her before you groan, painting her walls a shade of semen white.

“That felt so good, Daddy, please, more!” The artificially inflamed heat inside Arin is replaced with a naturally stoked fire, every thrust into her pushing more cum into her and fueling her desires as you ride out your orgasm .

“Good, I have more for you.” You reach for the uneaten half capsule and pop it in your mouth. Arin’s eyes widen when she feels you get hard again inside her, already pulsating with need. “Cum for me, cum hard, okay?”

Arin bites her lower lip and nods, but almost immediately her lips part in a shout as you fuck her again. This time it is Arin that orgasms first, her body gripping you just like she did to your fingers. You cum soon after her, filling her clenching heat. Yet you wanted more, you wanted Arin to cum hard, you wanted her to groan and grunt like she did earlier, you wanted to send her into heat again, fuck the capsule.

“I’m going to pound you till you’re sore, your arms and legs will be tired from clinging on to me, I want you to forget what it feels like to be empty!”

“Yes, do whatever you want—mmph, nngh, Daddy!” The dirty talk and hard thrusts trigger another orgasm from her, and soon you are glad to see you have reached a tipping point for Arin. She’s groaning and grunting again, the pleasure numbing her from any further coherent thought. All she knows is to moan.

Arin’s voice grows hoarse from her frequent vocalizations. Freely she cums, her pussy gripping you incessantly, without rhyme or reason, it was hard to tell when she’s finished one orgasm or started another. Freely you cum too, your body jerking every so often as you fire more cum into her. The two of you fight fire with fire, with Arin bucking up into you as you pound down into her—she wants more, so you gave her more, and more, and more…

“Deeper, Daddy, get deeper, deeper!” Arin holds your face in her hands, somehow knowing that you are beginning to flag in your efforts, the sweat streaming down her face mirroring yours. “Just one more, Daddy, I’ll feel good, and you feel good, and you cum in me, and, and—” she leans in, her scent more intoxicating than ever.

“I’ll have your baby.”

“Fuck, Arin!” You groan into her neck, thrusting as deep as you could go before you seize up in pleasure, delivering one last virile payload deep into her. Arin finally reacts as you desire, growling and twisting and purring like a satiated cat, the heat inside her finally quenched.  

The two of you pant like you’ve just run a marathon, and given how much the two of you have sweat, you might as well have. You pull out and collapse on top of Arin—you can feel your load leaking out of her, your post-orgasm erection still pressed against her slit.

“Fuck that’s a lot,” you mutter to yourself mindlessly.

“It is, thanks, Oppa, it felt so good, you didn’t lie at all.” Arin cuddles your head in her arms, planting kisses in your hair. “You can keep a secret right?”

“About?”

“Me eating half a capsule?”

“Just don’t do it again! I was really worried for you!”

“Thanks, don’t tell anyone, promise?”

“Fine, promise, but you really shouldn’t have eaten it.”

“Yeah but think about it, if you had taken a full capsule there, it might have been too much for me, or for you! So in a way it is good!”

“Really? Mimi and Jiho both had me take a full capsule, and we were fine.”

“What!” Arin suddenly breaks the hug, looking outraged. “I can take a full capsule too! Where’s the other one!” Her hand flails wildly over her head, wanting to reach for her bedside table, but you hurriedly settle her down, pulling her hand back.

“No we don’t need a full one, I loved every moment of it, you looked so hot I was even harder than normal I think, you’re hotter than the capsule, okay?”

“Hmph, make sure you tell Mimi unnie and Jiho unnie that!”

“Sure sure.” You kiss her passionately. “You were wonderful.”

Arin’s cheeks are glowing pink at your sudden intimacy. “You were too—aaah…” Her mouth opens comically wide as she fails to suppress a yawn.

“Did you really stay up all night?”

“I was waiting for you to finish with Mimi unnie, but then her door never opened, and so I went in and saw you two there. So… yes?”

“You should sleep!” You try to pull the covers over her, but Arin stops you.

“Umm… we should shower first, Oppa, we’re kinda sticky.” The shower makes you more aware of your soreness, washing away any lingering desires for now, and gladly you wrap Arin up in a bathrobe before kissing her good afternoon, leaving her to take a needed nap.

You return to you and Binnie’s room and crash on the bed, debating if you should take a nap too before your stomach growls angrily—you haven’t eaten yet. One step at a time you make your way downstairs, but halfway down you pick up the smell of food, and you bounce down the remaining steps two at a time. “Please tell me there’s something to eat!” you call out to whoever is in the kitchen.

“Oh, Oppa? Do you want to eat something? We’ve just started preparing for dinner.” Hyojung brightly smiles at you from the dining room. “We can make you something.”

“Yeah that would be great, thanks!” You walk into the kitchen to see Binnie and Mimi busy prepping food as well, and you sneak up behind Binnie, hugging her tightly. “Hey.”

“Hey, hungry?”

“Mmhmm, make me something?”

“Kimchi fried rice?”

“That would be great.” You kiss and hug her tighter. “Just you left.”

“I’m going to cook a large plate for you, I want you to be strong for tonight, maybe I’ll mix in some of the capsule inside the food, and we can start early.”

“Better save it for tonight, I need a bit of rest, but I promise to be good tonight.”

“Yah, save the bedroom talk for the bedroom!” Mimi looks at you two witheringly.

“Hah, that’s because your bedroom talk is not appropriate outside of the bedroom, Miss 'I’m not safe’, such a dangerous 'Agent’ hmm?” Hyojung shoots back. Mimi flings a wet glove at her, and the two of them quarrel all the way out the kitchen.

“Go sit, I’ll bring you the food soon.”

“You’re the best, love you.”

You eat what she brings you gratefully, and it tides you over till dinner, where you learn to no small horror how open the members are; they pester Arin for every small bit of detail, and you are glad they reserve this for their group chats normally.

“Oppa treated me so well, I just wish he used the whole capsule!” Arin sighs contentedly as she digs into her food.

“He didn’t?”

“Yes, only half.” Arin admits without thinking.

“What about the other half?” The table goes silent, and Arin’s guilt is clearly written on her face.

“You ate the other half didn’t you? Are you crazy?”

“I— It was fine! Oppa just got me off a few times before we started, nothing else happened!” They all turned to you for further explanation.

“Umm, she was really needy? But yes you really shouldn’t have taken it Arin! She took it before I even entered the room, else I would’ve stopped her!” you add hastily, all of them staring daggers at you, like it was your fault their precious maknae took half a capsule.

"Ugh stupid maknae luck, of course you’re fine. You’re doing all the dishes tonight!” Mimi passes judgment for the group.

“What? No that’s not fair!”

“Be glad it isn’t worse, we can make you do the dishes the rest of the trip!”

“Fine, I’m sorry.” Arin mutters sullenly into her food. The rest of the dinner is spent on idle chit chat and Hyojung mollifying Arin, and the group eventually disperses—some of them watch movies, others return to their rooms. Binnie tugs on your sleeve.

“Do you want to, you know?”

“Yes.” You follow her up the stairs, and the moment you are out of sight of everyone else you sweep her off her feet, opening the door to your room and depositing her on the bed like a newlywed. Unlike a newlywed though, Binnie pulls you in hungrily, eager to get things started.

!^ (Marker for Binnie)

“Finally!”

“Sorry you waited so long, you could have just put yourself first in the schedule you know.”

“Tell my body that, god I was going crazy the past few days.”

“Really? You hid it well, I couldn’t tell.”

“That’s because you were in every room but ours.” Binnie snaps at you before immediately backtracking. “No, sorry, that’s not fair, I asked you to do this for us.”

“It’s fine, it must have been hard for you too. We’re here now, focus on just the two of us.” You kiss her lovingly, but after a short tongue wrestle Binnie breaks the kiss, her hands already on your clothes.

“Come on, please just do me already. I was this close to having you push me against the fridge and just doing me in the kitchen!”

“In front of everyone? How lewd!” you tease her, but you quickly strip down as Binnie does the same. She groans when you slip a finger inside her. “Yep, you’re ready.” Binnie forces the finger into your mouth, making you taste her.

“I’ve been ready! Can I ride you?” The two of you switch positions swiftly, and with a sigh Binnie immediately sinks her hips on you. “Ahh… so much better than my fingers.”

“You should have told me, I would’ve helped—”

“What, by using your fingers? Not that different. Besides, I know the girls are riding you hard, I was worried.”

“Well I’m here now, so it’s all ok.”

“Yes, my stud, my wonderful little stud, love you.”

“Love you too.” Binnie rides you firmly, neither fast nor slow, but the passion she kisses you with turns you on more than anything, and eventually you grunt and hold her hips still, pulling her down on you as you fill her with your first load. She moans and shudders through her own orgasm in response, her walls grasping and tugging at you. The two of you lay quietly on the bed together, taking some time to recover before Binnie starts squirming in need again.

“Do you want a capsule?”

“Later, you can keep riding me until you’re tired.”

“Good, I have so much pent up energy.” That she does, and Binnie rides your hard again shaft to a few more peaks of her own. You eventually reach your own peak, spilling inside her as you watch her face turn pink. She collapses against you, drained of stamina temporarily, and you hear her whisper in your ear.

“Can you take the capsule? I want to be… sure.”

“Of course, dear.” You take the capsule she offers you before easily switching positions once more, leaving you on top of Binnie. With one thrust you push yourself into her, and she can’t help but groan.

“Fuck it feels even better when you’re on top!”

“Cum whenever you want, because that’s what I’m going to do,” you mutter in her ear, gasping when she reacts viscerally to your words, tightening around you immediately. Driven by the aphrodisiac you ramp up quickly, your slow and loving thrusts giving way to fast and wild jerks of your hips. Binnie’s cries are varied, although inevitably they go up a pitch when she reaches a peak, the hug and grip around you becoming just that little bit tighter every time. She looks oh so beautiful with her legs around your hips, or with her legs around your neck, or with her legs spread wide for you.

You slow down eventually, stamina the main factor, your mind the other—it tries to tell you to stop every time you plunge into her cum-filled heat, that your job is done, that you should pause to feel just how viscous and creamy her walls are with your seed. But you didn’t want to stop, you wanted to satisfy her.

Binnie knows you better than you know yourself. “Daddy, just one more, don’t strain yourself.” You grunt acknowledgment and spread her legs further, propping her hips up with a pillow, wanting to get deeper inside her. Binnie grunts and you feel something slightly different on your tip, and as you grind against the spot Binnie she bites her lower lip, trying and failing to refrain from crying out.

“Ahh!" 

"Is that—”

“Mmhmm, it—it’s sensitive, slowly please…” Your tip brushes against her cervix as you carefully grind against her, watching her expression relax. “Cum right there, Daddy, send it straight in me,” Binnie whimpers as you continue to grind against her. Over and over you brush against her entrance, and you feel her open up to you, even as she got tighter around your shaft, her walls already trying to milk you, her body reacting needily to yours. You touch your forehead against hers, both of you looking at each other lovingly as the beginning of the end arrives.

“Let me tell you a story.”

“Ah! What is it, Daddy?”

“There’s a bunch of kids, they happen to all be born around the same time.” Binnie gasps and whimpers, she knows exactly what you meant. “They’re all so talented and good looking, they remind people of a famous girl group. They form a co-ed group, and to reference their famous sunbae, they’re called Oh My Kids.” She moans, and she looks at you desperately, nodding and willing you to continue, to finish the job and the story.

“And they’re all our children. The. End!” You groan and grind deep against her, your tip right against her opening as you explode in orgasm, sending virile semen straight into her womb.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Millions of sparks fly through Binnie, setting her alight in ecstasy as the hot seed flying into her triggers her own orgasm, making sure she milks you for everything you have left. You can feel her heart hammer against yours as she hugs you close, both of you finally satisfied, doing what both of you have been waiting to do since day 1 of the trip. The two of you squirm for minutes on end, trying to get every last drop out of you and into her.

“I love you I love you I love you.” You think she’s the one who’s saying it, she swears you mumbled it to her first, but it doesn’t really matter. Murmuring sweet nothings to one another you fall asleep together in a tangle of limbs, letting nature roll the dice millions of times inside Binnie.

You wake up next morning to an empty bed, and you amble downstairs to find all of them waiting for you.

“Where’s Binnie?”

“Making breakfast, eat fast, Oppa!” Hyojung calls out excitedly

“Why, aren’t we done with the schedule?”

“Exactly, we are. And we have a few days of the trip left, so now we want to play. While you’re busy doing us one by one, we’ve all been getting pent up again, hearing what you did to each of us.”

“Plus it never hurts to be sure does it? We should go again!” Jiho quips, already next to you, and you find yourself getting dragged to the living room. Breakfast never gets eaten, and the rest of the stay devolves into hedonistic debauchery.

With copious use of the capsules you fuck them all over and over, as much as you wanted and as much as they wanted, in every way you knew how—you properly fuck loads of cum into Jiho this time; you take Yooa’s ass; you test Arin’s limits and give her a full capsule’s worth of pounding; you let Hyojung scream as much as she wants for all to hear; you fuck Binnie against the fridge just like she wanted; and finally, as you all watch Mimi’s adult video, Mimi jumps you again in front of everyone before Agent Seunghee returns with handcuffs that she “mistakenly” cuffs herself with.

You also realize your ultimate fantasy with the help of the capsule as you have them get on all fours side by side—by the time you are done fucking them all from behind, you have left an evenly spaced trail of seven cum puddles on the floor, each courtesy of your load left in each of them.

Of course, the girls don’t just take it lying down, or on all fours, or standing up, or however else you fucked them. They use you for their own pleasure as well, often jumping you in the shower or while you were watching a movie. Sometimes it creates a chain effect, leading to some absolutely obscene circumstances.

“Unnie, why am I the one filming!”

“Because there’s no space left on Daddy, and you’re the maknae!”

“But I’m the maknae!” Arin whines, the camera shaking as she gets wetter by the second looking at the scene in front of her.

“It’s okay Arin, put down the camera, we can share Daddy’s face.” Even as she gets eaten out Hyojung plays the role of the leader well, and you are faced with another pussy to lick as Arin settles on top of you as well, the two of them alternating who you should eat and lick next.

You don’t have the capacity to think, your entire body working on autopilot—on either hand you have Binnie and Seunghee humping themselves mad on your fingers, and if you weren’t blocked by Arin and Hyojung riding your face, you would see Jiho’s pert cheeks bouncing in your lap as she fucks herself on your cock, all while squeezing and rubbing Yooa and Mimi for you, who are grinding themselves on your legs. The pleasure becomes too much and you cum up into Jiho far too quickly and intensely, triggering a cacophony of cries. By the time the blood stops pounding in your head you realize you are covered in the lewdest mixture of seven different types of juice.

And that was just one vivid memory among many.

Eventually your time together with them in the cabin comes to a close, and you leave before them to not arouse any suspicion on the way back. With passionate kisses you bid them all good bye, and it is only a day later when you notice a new article about them.

Oh My Girl members walking bowlegged out of company building, intense training indicates a comeback may be happening soon?!

You half snort at the article—it was intense, but it certainly wasn’t training. Nor was there any chance of a comeback any time soon, not if everything went as Binnie planned.

Regardless of the speculation, you moved in with Oh My Girl a few months later, and you fucked them happily ever after.

The End.

A/N 2: And the end! Smut is fantasy anyways, so I’m just ending it like a fairy tale, happily ever after.

This concludes the OMG series, obviously I’ll still write more for them in the future (like Penpal is separate from this series entirely), but this idea seemed like a good one to end it on. I tried to reflect or include some reference to previous stories of them in the series, so that this one is sorta a microcosm of the series as a whole. Also I just wanted to do a dumb mic drop and just have the whole group be in the fic.

I know Yooa’s solo is called Bon Voyage in English, but in Korean it translates to Forest’s Child, which fit the breeding kink better, naturally.

Random but I love how Binnie’s in the center for the group pics.

In any case, I hope you enjoy the bite-sized smuts, thanks for reading, and happy new year!

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From I_ to S_ - Fromis_9 Saerom

*Message Read*  

You sigh and check the next chat.  

*Message Read*  

You sigh again and toss your phone on the bed in disgust. Two ghosted matches in a row. You get on Youtube, planning to watch some random cat videos to take your mind off things. When you are three videos in you receive an email from... your dating app? Curious, you open up the email, and it reads.  

Bored on your Uber rides? Awkward driver doesn't want to make small chat? You've been invited to join Fromis, an exclusive dating/ridesharing app all in one. Get to know someone new as you go! Ridesharing is more fun with a person or two - find someone with similar interests and make a new friend while you get to your destination!*  

The pitch is whatever, a few other apps have tried something similar. You check out the app, and notice that the model in the preview screenshots is very, very attractive, so much so that you install the app on a whim. You make a quick profile and take a picture of yourself. There were few users on it, but the... nine? girls you've seen so far were all extremely hot. You swipe right on all of them. No immediate responses, but that's to be expected, you shrug and place your phone on your desk, ignoring it and going back to watching random cat videos.  

An hour later, you hear your phone vibrate, and you see the message.  

You have matched with Saerom!  

You tap the notification, and are surprised at the sight of that same model from the screenshots in front of you.  

Hey! I didn't know the model herself used the app.  

Oh you saw that? Yeah...  

I'm surprised you even need the app. You joke.  

Haha, I also own the app if you believe it.  

Really? Wow that's impressive! So now what, Miss App Owner?  

Now, we go on a ride, your place or my place?  

Your eyes widen and you nearly choke on your water. But before you can reply, she continues.  

It's easier if we just meet at one of our places and then ride together, where are you planning to go? You exchange locations with her and where you want to go before she follows up.  

Oh, come to my place then, it's further out, but that means a longer ride to know each other :) Does Saturday sound good? You don't know what to make of that, but hell, you accept her proposal anyways and agree to a Saturday trip.  

Great, see you then!  

You can't wait to see her, and you exchange a few texts with her throughout the week. Thankfully she doesn't ghost you, always replying to you fairly quickly.  

The day finally arrives and you dress up nicely for your date ride with Saerom. You take the short subway trip to her place and show up at her door, right on time. You knock lightly on the door, and it quickly opens.  

"Hi! You're right on time, I like that!" She flashes you a gorgeous smile.  

"Hey, wow it looks like I'm a little overdressed..." You manage to look past her angelic face and scan her simple casual outfit... almost too casual actually - she's dressed in a simple oversized t-shirt, wearing boy shorts that accentuate her long legs, perfect for her modeling career.  

"Oh not a problem, come in, come in!" Saerom waves you in and closes the door behind you.  

You look around the apartment as she leads you in, and believe in her being the app owner - it is surprisingly spacious, and the neighborhood you're in means it can't have been cheap.  

"You're not kidding about the app owner thing are you?" You ask her, impressed at her living situation.  

"No I wasn't! I made an app before this called Love Bomb, and that blew up, no pun intended, so here I am. Come, sit down with me!" She pats the seat next to her on the sofa.  

"S-shouldn't we get ready for our ride? I can wait outside if you're not comfortable changing with me here." You offer.  

"No no, we have plenty of time for that later, come join me, let's get to know each other first."  

You're puzzled - shouldn't that happen while on the trip? You sit down anyways. Saerom is easy to talk to, always listening to your every word, her eyes bright and engaged. You find out about her background, switching between model and app developer with her small group of friends, putting out a bunch of fun apps like the aforementioned Love Bomb, and an ASMR app called Feel Good. You tell her about your background, much more mundane and "traditional", for lack of a better word.

As you talk, you can't help but notice Saerom inching closer and closer to you on the couch, her knee soon touching yours, close enough for you to notice the lack of imperfections on her flawless face.  

"Uh... should we get started on our ride?" You ask, backing away from her a little. Saerom moves even closer to you, her hot breath on your cheeks, a hand on your crotch in a flash. You harden right away, having her in such close proximity to you, her hand already rubbing you over your pants. She smirks at you, satisfied with your reaction.  

"Yes, we should." The distance between your lips shrinks to zero, and you taste her lipstick on your tongue as she opens her mouth, allowing your greedy tongue access, while she plunders yours in return. You find yourself leaning on the couch as she pushes you down on your back. She whispers in your ear before continuing.  

“A-are you sure?” You blurt out, surprised at the speed things were progressing.  

"In case you didn't know... Fromis stands for From Introductions to Sex, which is what we're going to do right now." You can't help but moan as she attacks your neck, her hands furiously working your shirt, unbuttoning the first few buttons off before ripping the last ones off. She allows you to get rid of the shirt, and you pull on her t-shirt in return.  

"I'd say you are the one overdressed now." Saerom winks and bites her lower lip, making your heart stop for a moment before she pulls the large t-shirt up and over her head, revealing her lack of bra, along with an amazing figure and perky breasts - she was probably the fittest and most attractive woman you've seen, and you already can't get enough of her.  

Your hands go to her body, feeling her toned abs and relishing in the feel of her smooth skin. With a mind of their own they quickly move upwards, grasping at her chest, kneading her breasts and rolling her stiff nipples gently between your fingers. The little noises escape Saerom continue to increase in frequency as you continue appreciating her body, leaving kisses all down her neck and across her shoulders.  

"I can't take it any longer!" And neither could you as she reaches for your pants, quickly working them free from your body. She wiggles her shorts off, leaving you both in your underwear, a visible wet spot on her plain white panties.  

"God I want to cum in you so hard..." You rasp, sitting up from the couch and trying to switch positions with Saerom. She pushes you back down with a palm on your chest.  

"Easy there, I don't want you to go blowing your load early. Let's play a game... I'm going to ride you, and if I feel you cum before me, I'm getting off you, and you can have fun splashing yourself with cum and cleaning up your own mess. If I cum before you, I'll suck you off."  

"And if you cum multiple times?" You challenge her with a smirk.  

"Then you can do whatever you want to me, cum wherever you want..." She sits on you, grinding the wet fabric of her panties against your boxers. "But it won't happen."  

"We'll see about that..." Without a further word she tugs your boxers off, and quickly slides her drenched panties off her legs. You hold your breath as she grasps you with a hand, feeling her dripping heat against your tip, making you bulge further in anticipation. With her other hand on your chest, she slowly lowers herself on to you, both of you rendered speechless by the tightness of your fit in her. Saerom lets out a moan of satisfaction when she finally feel your balls press against her, knowing that she has taken you all the way.  

"Ah... it's been a while, this is so nice..." She moans dreamily as she rocks her hips back and forth on your cock, letting you watch her move hypnotically in pleasure. Your eyes follow her hands, watching them rove over her toned muscles and creamy skin, feeling yourself get even more aroused under her riding. You moan when she sinks down particularly hard on you, and you have to catch yourself from drooling at the sight of Saerom grinding on you with purpose.  

"Think you can last a little longer for me? I've missed having a cock in me... can you feel my pussy gripping you? It's so hungry for you, it hasn't had anything so big..." She whispers seductively, while beginning to move faster on you. "Or so thick... you're going to have to hold on if you want me to taste your thick cum, I bet you taste delicious don't you? I always swallow."

Saerom smirks at your unfocused gaze on her. "Or are you going to cum already, that's fine too, I'm so tight aren't I?" She grinds a moan out of you as she tightens her muscles around your cock, all your senses are hypersensitive, you can just feel her juices trickling down your shaft. "And you made me so wet already, it must be so hard to hold on."  

"I-I-" You stutter, desperate to hold on, sensing that Saerom is just as close as you are, her grinding beginning to get more rough and erratic. Both of you are reduced to gasps and moans as she ceases all her dirty talk, too busy with the pleasure she is extracting from you.

You watch her eyes close, her riding rising to a harried pace before her head snaps back, sinking herself fully down on you and freezing in place. A strained moan escapes her as she shudders through her orgasm. You grit your teeth and hold on through the sudden wetness, watching her lean stomach twitch and flex as the pleasure works it's way through her body. When she is eye-to-eye with you again you ask her. "Good?"  

Her reply is accompanied with a satisfied smile. "Amazing, now let's work on finishing you off."  She tries to get off you, but you hold her hips, keeping her in place as you sit up.  

"No... I really want to cum in you." You pull her in for a kiss as you begin manipulating her hips, making her begin grinding on you once more, her tight walls dragging tantalizingly over your throbbing shaft.  

"Ah! I'm sensitive!" You give her a knowing smile, a smile that meant "I know, even better." She trembles and tightens on your shaft again. This time you are more active as she rides you, kissing her all over, leaving marks of passion on her neck, your hands active over her body, squeezing her breasts, her butt, roaming all over her back as you lock her in with a kiss. Your actions overwhelm Saerom, and soon she breaks the kiss, hugging you and whimpering directly into your ear.  

"It's so easy, just cum for me, and you'll feel even better when I cum in you, that's what you want too right?" You whisper, corrupting her thoughts of holding off her orgasm. "You can feel me throb, I'm getting even bigger and harder for you, I want to cum so badly right now, but I'm holding back for you." Your hand goes down between your bodies, making Saerom's breath catch when your fingers find her clit, rubbing against it as you thrust up into her.  

"Don't you want to feel me explode in you? I have such a large load built up, I can fill you up really nice..." The prospect of that fills Saerom's mind before it goes blank, your handiwork quickly bringing her to a second climax. She is even tighter this time, her body trying to milk you for the large load you promised her, but you manage to hold on. You get up off the sofa, gravity driving Saerom even deeper on to you, adding a few more waves of pleasure to her peak. You find her bedroom and put her on the bed, making her whine when she feels the lack of your cock in her.  

"A-aren't you going to cum in me?" She asks, confused and horny for more.  

"I will, on all fours please." Saerom obliges you, getting on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed. You rub your shaft between her cheeks, and Saerom gasps as she feels you press your head against her other hole. "W-wait! Please not there!" She calls out in a panic.  

"You said I could do whatever I want." You point out the terms of your agreement.  

"I-I... I'm not ready, please?" She pleads. You make Saerom squirm for a few more moments as you continue to rub your throbbing cock between her butt cheeks, enjoying the smoothness of her skin on your shaft. You grab her shoulders, pulling her up against you as you whisper into her ear.  

"Fine... but next time, this is going up your ass-" You push her back down on the bed before plunging yourself in her hot wet pussy. "All the way!"  

Saerom grunts in pleasure, biting down on the bedsheets as you take her hard and fast - your fingers are definitely leaving bruises on her hips. A prolonged moan escapes her when you find her perfect little spot, and you pound down on it, driving your hips into her again and again.  

"Oh god yes, right there!" Saerom feels her fingers go numb from gripping the sheets too hard, her mind spinning as you have your way with her, fucking her with deep strokes, pulling out almost all the way before thrusting back in, hitting her right where it makes her scream. On a particularly loud cry you watch her fingers grip and release the sheets repeatedly, her velvet muscles doing the same thing on your shaft as you rocket her to another orgasm. You keep pushing, making her thighs jiggle and quiver with every clap of your flesh against hers. As if trying to wring all of her juice out of her you squeeze her cheeks roughly while you continue rocking your hips, wanting to prolong her pleasure before you inevitably lose it yourself.  

"P-please cum for me! I can't take much more of this!" Saerom whimpers in surrender, still recovering from her third straight orgasm. That is enough for you and you thrust into her hard one, two, three times before pulling out.  

"Wha-" Before she can finish her thought you push your cock right against her other tight entrance, and the visual of it is enough to tip you over the edge. You gasp and shoot thick cum deep into her ass, making Saerom groan in surprise at being filled. You cock throbs and sprays the rest of your cum all over the surrounding area, coating her pussy and ass with a layer of white. You barely manage to stay standing while Saerom's strength finally gives out - she collapses on to the bed, allowing you to admire the mess you've made between her legs. The two of you rest on the bed for a few minutes, trying to clear your heads of the pleasure.  

"Sorry, was I too rough?" Saerom winces as you touch her hips, the skin red where you gripped her earlier, but she smiles and shakes her head.  

"No, I'm going to be sore, but it's going to be a good sore." She gingerly gets up off the bed, walking shakily to the bathroom. "Come join me in the shower?" You feel yourself already beginning to get hard again at the thought, but you shake your head.  

"Maybe not, I don't trust myself to not pounce on you again." She smirks seductively, giving you that perfect look of innocent naughtiness.  

"That's the plan. I said I was going to be sore." She enters the bathroom, leaving the door open, and you soon hear the shower start. After a minute of zoning out, the meaning of her words hits you hard, like you've walked into a brick wall, and you quickly join her in the running shower.

"Took you a while..." Saerom gasps as you press her against the cold glass shower wall.  

"Sorry."  

"I'll forgive you if you fuck me right now!" As soon as the words leave her mouth you slide your shaft into her, and you swear she is wetter inside than outside, even with the shower drenching the two of you. You pull her hair to one side, allowing you to kiss and suck on her neck while your hands help her "clean", admiring the smoothness and fullness of her thighs, her flat abs, and her round squishy breasts, perfect handfuls for you to squeeze. You play with them as you slowly thrust in and out of her, and you’re sure her nipples could probably cut the glass with how turned on she is.

You screw Saerom into the wall, making her get on her tiptoes with every thrust, gravity adding to her pleasure as her legs begin to go weak, allowing you to damn near wear her on your cock. Saerom's fingers draw short vertical lines on the misty glass, scrambling for grip, but failing and slipping deeper and deeper on your cock with every thrust.  

"O-oppa fuck!" Her scream echoes in the shower stall when she orgasms, her entire body shuddering and twitching, sending water flying. You hold her tightly against the wall, making sure she doesn't slip until you finally feel her legs move against yours, regaining some of her strength. You feel her hand grasp your chin, her lips searching for yours. She kisses you again, except this time, under the showerhead and running water, it is more passion than lust, and you feel yourself throb inside her, even closer to your own climax. You try to move again, wanting to resume your thrusts, but she stops you, turning off the water.  

"Let's take this back to the bed."  

"Really? I'm so close..." You groan in disappointment. She ignores you, grabbing a towel and drying herself off quickly. She lures you with the sexy sway of her hips as she discards the towel on the floor. The sight of her wet hair sticking to her face as she looks back, and her butt shaking alluringly when she walks away is enough for you to follow her back to bed, stopping only to dry yourself.

When you get to the bed Saerom is sitting up against her headboard, the rest of her sinful body covered by her blankets, one inviting lip bite and a glance is all it takes to get you in bed. She pulls the covers up and over, shrouding the two of you. She searches for your lips once more, her kiss more needy than ever, her hands more daring, roving over your body, gripping you by your arms and pulling you down on her.  

"Hi..." she whispers, and you're not sure if it's the dim light under the covers or the wet hair, but for the first time Saerom seems... Shy? She notices your hesitation, taking you aback with her follow-up. "Sorry, too much?"  

"No, just... I didn't expect it."  

"I-I wanted to see if we are compatible in bed, a-as partners." The words rush out of her mouth, her face turning red even under the blanket.  

"Really? After what we just did?" You ask, a little incredulous. Saerom doesn't say anymore, avoiding your gaze, a whiny but cute sound leaving her lips as she tries to persuade you. Anything she does is very persuasive of course, and the thought dating her is an added incentive to do well.  

"Sure." You continue, your voice low with need. "How do you want to do this?"  

"Just like this." She wraps her legs around your thighs, and her hands find their way behind your neck, trapping you on top of her. "This is perfect." She coos.  

You nod, and with easy, almost natural movements, you lower your hips and enter her once more. The moan that leaves Saerom is much softer, as if she is savoring the feel of you inside her properly for the first time. Your forehead presses against hers, watching her expressions as you smoothly slide in and out of her.  

"Wow you're beautiful." Saerom's eyes positively light up at your sudden compliment.  

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself." She pulls you down to her, letting you feel every inch of her trembling body under you. No more words are needed, the two of you moving in a slow rhythm, her hips mirroring your movement, rocking up against you when you sink into her. All that's left are her melodic moans flowing into your ear.  

Saerom fits you tightly like a glove, far too well even, and the tell-tale tingle in your core signals the impending end of your compatibility test. She is similarly close, her movements beginning to decouple from yours - more rushed, more needy. You wince as she digs her nails into your back, her entire body clenching and writhing around you, the glove now compressing around your shaft, hot and wet.  

"You promised..." She manages between gasps of pleasure as you drive into her harder and faster.  

"What?"  

"You promised to fill me up really nice." The gasps are higher in pitch now. Her voice is shaky, right on the verge of breaking. You feel your senses begin to go numb with pleasure - "I-I need you to cum with me okay? O-oh god I'm so close!" Your mind goes blank, her words barely registering in your head. Your bodies function on their own primal accord, the dance vigorous, intense, and heated, until you both dissolve in pleasure.  

"Fuck!" With the same scream the two of you erupt in simultaneous climax, her silky walls contracting around you erratically, struggling to contain your throbbing shaft as you push against and into her. You send bursts of your seed deep in her, mixing with her slick fluids. The rest of your body ceases to function and you melt into Saerom's limp embrace, the two of you completely drained from the experience. The breathing under the covers is hot and heavy, as if both of you have just run a race. You watch her blissful expression, her eyes still closed, whimpers of joy still leaving her lips, curled in a small grin. When she finally opens them, she finds your staring right back at her.  

"Hi..." She manages once more with a dazzling smile.  

"Hey." The kiss you share afterwards tells you both everything you need to know about compatibility.  

As you smile at each other and cuddle under the covers, a muffled doorbell manages to make its way through the thick blankets. Saerom's eyes widen for a moment before she kisses you again.  

"Oh. Be right back." She gets out from under the covers and puts on her t-shirt. You rest for a moment before putting on your boxers and following her out.  

"Unnie, sorry I'm late!" A voice carries through the entrance. The voice carries on in outrage. "Did you start without me?!" You round the corner - Saerom stands in the doorway, and you can't make out who she's talking to.  

"N-No!" Comes Saerom’s abashed reply.  

"I can see his cum still dripping from you!" Sure enough Saerom's thighs are still shining with the messy mixture of cum and juice, evidence of what the two of you "started" earlier.  

"Who's that?" You call out, and Saerom quickly pulls you over, bringing you face-to-face with another stunning woman. A daring stunning woman, she gets close to you in an instant.  

"Hi there!" Her fingers climb up your chest before it drops to your crotch, rubbing you through your boxers. "I hope you didn't dump everything inside of her." She brushes past you and into Saerom's bedroom. "I'll get ready unnie!"  

Somehow shocked more by her actions than her looks, you turn to Saerom. "What was that?" She leans into your ear, her voice seductive, the shy, under-the-covers Saerom gone for now.  

"This is the rideshare part of the app..." She leads you back to the bedroom, where you find her friend down to her underwear, her hands just about to undo her bra.  

"Oh, did you want to strip me?" The friend surprises you with her forwardness and you struggle to keep your eyes off the bombshell, but not before Saerom drops the real bombshell on you.

"And you're the ride."

A/N: I wrote this solely because of the “rideshare” pun, and Fromis is probably the best “app name” of the groups I can think of. Of course I’ve wanted to write for Saerom too, there’s so many good smuts for her so I’ve put it off for so long. I was initially planning to make this whole thing a threesome, but I wanted Saerom to get her own chapter, so the threesome will come later! I have someone in mind but I’ve left it open for now.

After the threesome I might make this a universe/series, where you use the Fromis app to have sex with different idols. After all, it is From Introductions to Sex, perfect for one-shots lol

Thank you for reading!

Rideshare - Fromis_9 Saerom, Nagyung (Fromis App Part 2)

"Oh, did you want to strip me?" The words hang in the air as you process Saerom's words:

And you're the ride.

Saerom's athletic body clings on to you, her hands drawing circles on your chest, her head resting on your shoulder, the two of you watching Saerom's friend stop undressing halfway, hands behind her back, just about to unhook her purple bra, dressed only in a matching pair of purple panties.

"So... do you want to strip her?" Saerom asks, her breath hot on your ear. You gulp and nod, not trusting yourself to speak in the situation you found yourself in. "I'm going to go clean up, I'll be back to join you." The thought alone sends a shiver down your spine. Saerom pushes you in the direction of her friend and heads to the bathroom. Her friend reaches out, pulling you over by your boxers.  

"Come on then." She raises her arms and turns her back to you, allowing you access to her strapless bra. You unhook the bra and it slips off easily from her body. You take a moment to admire her back, now devoid of any clothing. Driven by instinct you press her back against your chest, your hands hungrily roaming her body, exploring new ground. They dive down her flat delicious midriff, as if heading straight for her panties, before coming back up, cupping her small round breasts instead.  

She gasps in appreciation. "Mmm... you know how to tease, and here I thought you were going to take my panties off." You ignore her words, choosing to feast on her neck, turning her pale skin a shade of red. Her short golden hair tickles your cheek while you alternate between harsh sucking kisses and gentle warm breaths of air, leaving bruises on her skin before softening the sting, replacing pain with pleasure, making her hiss and whine in equal amounts. Your hands don’t idle either, rubbing and tugging on her nipples, pulling gasps out of her.

"Enjoying yourself?" Saerom asks, having returned from cleaning herself up. You turn around and nod, feeling yourself begin to recover at the sight of her naked figure. Saerom's friend turns around to address Saerom, but her jaw drops when she takes in Saerom’s nude form.

"Unnie! What happened to your hips?" She gasps. You and Saerom blush, discovering the faint red marks visible on her hips, right where you had gripped her, a reminder of your wild endeavors into Saerom's body earlier today.

"That was... oppa." Comes the quiet reply. Saerom's friend let's out a low whistle.

"Damn, you guys went wild huh?" She brushes a finger over your chin. "Do you have it in you to do it again, I wonder?"

"There's an easy way of leaving a mark. You needs to be punished for being late anyways." Saerom pushes you to sit down on the bed, beckoning to her friend. "Bend over his knees.”

"But unnie!"

"Bend her over." Saerom ignores her friend, directing her attention to you instead. You grab the friend's small frame and bend her over your lap, trapping her there with an arm. She wriggles, and squirms, but only puts up a mock play-fight rather than actually struggle. You look back up at Saerom expectantly, a smirk on both your faces.  

"Spank her." With a loud smack your palm lands on a cute cheek, making her yelp.

"Harder." Saerom wishes, and it is your command as you land another hearty slap on the other cheek. You repeat this another three times, making her butt jiggle. Saerom leans down and whispers in your ear, so that her friend doesn't hear the instructions. You nod and Saerom barks. "Again!" You feel the woman on your lap brace for another smack, but it never comes.

This time, instead of slapping her across the butt again, you grab a red handful, squeezing it gently before using your fingertips to draw circles over her smooth but sensitive skin. "Ahh..." She can't help but release a moan, her mind reeling from the soothing and ticklish touch of your fingers instead of the sting of your palm. You raise one hand while the other continues to knead her gently. You bring the raised hand down not so gently.

The scream that you slap out of her is much louder, the unexpected spank amplifying the sting of it. You repeat this combination over and over, sending the writhing woman under you to a confused state of arousal, pain and pleasure mixing and blending together, yelps and moans indistinguishable, the carrot and the stick becoming one and the same. By the time Saerom gets you to stop, you can see that her friend has soaked her panties through, her juices leaking down her thighs.

"Have you learnt your lesson?"

"Y-yess..." The reply that leaves your charge's lips is more a moan than a response as you continue to rub her butt.

"And what lesson is that?"

"I-I won't be late next time!"

"Good, and don't you forget it, now let's have fun." Like a student being dismissed by their teacher she happily gets out of your lap, glad to be rid of the punishment. "You need to finish stripping me mister." She wriggles her hips to entice you. You grab her panties and slide it down her thighs. The sight of her ruined panties and her slick trickling down her thighs prove too much, and you push her on the bed before you even get the panties fully off. Her long legs hang in mid-air as you dive into the gap between her thighs, your arms and shoulders keeping them there as you lick up and down her dripping slit.

"A-ah wait! Let me get my panties off first!" Come the shouts, but muffled by her thighs you can barely hear her. She tasted sweet, and her back arches in pure pleasure when you push your tongue into her folds, hungry for more. Restricted by the underwear around her legs, you feel her entire body twitch in pleasure, her thighs squeezing your head as she tries to do something about you. You only stop when a thought strikes you.

"What’s your name?" You ask her.  

"W-what? It's Nagyung."

"Spell it for me." You slide two fingers into her needy pussy.

"Oh god, i-it's N..." You lick the shape of an "N" around her lips, you pump her with your fingers once.

"A..." You swirl around her bundle of nerves, never touching it, before swiping your tongue down and away. Your fingers spill some of her wetness on the bed when you pull them out before pushing back in.

"G..." You draw careless strokes of the letter "G" over her pussy, making her whimper at your roughness. Just as roughly you shove your fingers in her.

"Y..." You lick her three times, each time ending with a tiny flick over her clit, the center of the letter “Y” and source of her pleasure. She trembles in your arms, and you feel her contract around your fingers - she was close.

"U-"

"Got it." You quickly and roughly tongue the last three letters, thrusting your fingers in and out her just as quickly, and before you even finish the final letter Nagyung orgasms violently.

"Uhhh fuck!" You hear fabric rip as her legs tear the panties binding them, twitching every which way in wild joy. The force of her orgasm pushes you off her briefly, but her thighs trap you in between them again, not that you minded at all. A hand on your head pushes you deeper into her, and you finger her roughly while you tongue and suck her clit, making her fall apart in front of you and Saerom. When she finally releases her grip on you, your face is covered with her slick. Nagyung lies spreadeagled on the bed, completely blown away by your spanking and tongue-lashing.

You turn your attention to Saerom, and your cock threatens to rip your own boxers as you watch her dip a finger in and out of her own pussy, a small puddle of juice on the bed too. You go over and kiss her, replacing her fingers with yours.

"I hope you enjoyed that." You whisper in Saerom's ear.

"I did... you should do that to me sometime." You smile and kiss her, trying to bring her further pleasure.

"I-I want to ride you!" She gasps between thrusts of your fingers. You lay back on the bed, your erection pitching a tent through your boxers. Not for long though as Saerom pounces on you, pulling them off in a flash. As Saerom readies herself on you, a whine comes from the woman lying on the bed next to you.

"Unnie not fair!" Nagyung sits up, recovered from her orgasm, a pouty and indignant look on her face. "You already fucked him today, give me a turn!" Saerom looks conflicted, her own arousal clashing with her desire to watch Nagyung experience the same pleasure she has.  

"Why don't you take turns?" You suggest, wondering if you were pushing your luck. The two of them look at you, then look at each other. Saerom leans over and whispers something in Nagyung's ear, making the younger girl giggle. Nagyung whispers something back, nodding in agreement. Saerom gets off you, whispering in your ear.  

"It's okay to cum in her."  

You don't have time for further thought as you are flooded by the sensation of Nagyung's tight heat enveloping your shaft. She continues to lower herself on you, an impish grin on her face, the grin finally disappears and is replaced with a look of satisfaction when she stuffs herself full of you. With breathy moans she begins rocking herself on you, grinding over and over.  

"Ah fuck... Unnie he is so nice..." She moans into the room lustily.  

"I know, my turn." Your eyes widen as Nagyung gets off your shaft, replaced by Saerom, who lowers herself on to your Nagyung-coated cock, her familiar tightness no less pleasurable. "Yes, that is so nice..." She rides you for a period that feels far too short.  

"What are you two doing?" You gasp as Saerom slides off you, giving your tip a lick before yielding the position to Nagyung.  

"We're-" Nagyung interrupts herself as she impales herself on you for the second time. "We're sharing. But this takes too long unnie, come here." Nagyung beckons Saerom to sit on your thighs - You can feel Saerom's wetness on your skin as she presses down on you. Nagyung raises a hand behind her to Saerom's neck, searching for her unnie and capturing her lips, making you moan at the sight of their kiss and the feel of Nagyung grinding on your shaft while Saerom grinds on your legs.  

"Your turn." Nagyung breaks the kiss, but instead of getting off, she simply scoots further up your body as Saerom mimics her movements, taking your cock in her for... you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve been in Saerom already. Now it is her turn to grind on you while Nagyung rubs herself on your abdomen. You can only moan briefly before they switch positions again, covering your body with all of their slick juices. You struggle to hold on as Nagyung sits down on you again.  

This time Saerom snakes a hand around Nagyung, playing with the younger woman's breasts as Nagyung loses herself to the extra stimulation, moaning in decadent pleasure. Saerom looks you in the eye over the shoulder, smirking at your dazed expression as you watch the two stunning women play with you and each other.  

"How is it oppa? Are you close?"  

Nagyung answers for you. "Y-yes unnie, I can feel him throbbing inside, oh my god it feels so good..."  

"Good... keep going." Saerom whispers into her ear.  

"I-isn't it your turn-" Nagyung tries to turn and face Saerom, but Saerom takes control, her hands going to Nagyung's hips, making her ride you harder, driving you deeper into her. "Ah unnie! I'm going to cum like that!" You agree with Nagyung, throwing your head back and moaning loudly at the increase in wetness coming from her.  

One hand goes between her legs, and you can see Saerom searching for Nagyung's little nub, knowing it would set her off. Saerom pauses briefly when she finds it.  

"Go ahead..." As she is saying it into Nagyung's ear, she looks straight at you.  

"Cum for us."  

"Unnieee!" With a high-pitched squeal you feel Nagyung clamp down on you painfully tight, her orgasm blowing through her a train. Saerom holds her down on you, keeping her jammed on your cock. Nagyung’s slim body jerks and twitches, her abs trembling and flexing with every wave of pleasure. Her hands go to her head, fingers twisting around her blond locks, threatening to pull her own hair out in ecstasy. The sight of Nagyung in the throes of her fiery climax is more than enough to set you off and join her.  

"Ugh fuck!" With a shout you buck your hips up, even with the weight of two women on you, and your mind goes blank, shooting your load deep inside Nagyung. Her walls instinctively milk you as she feels your seed invade the small spaces not occupied by your spurting shaft. Your nerves are on fire as Nagyung continues to contract around you, trying to drain you dry, your balls churning, working hard to produce more for her.  

Saerom finally lets go of Nagyung, and she falls off you to the side, a stream of white cum following her out, making a mess of your crotch and the bed. Saerom leans down and kisses you, and you would have loved to keep the kiss going, but your lungs scream for oxygen and you are forced to break the kiss, panting hard.  

"Wha-What about you?" You ask her, seeing her aroused red face.  

"When you're ready again." She winks. Your little moment with Saerom is broken by Nagyung jumping off the bed, pulling your arm as you struggle to not slip off the bed and crash on the floor.  

"Nagyung?!"  

"Come on, let's go take a shower, and have more fun!"  

"But we already-" Saerom is unable to stop herself before the words come out, her face turning even redder.  

"Oh what, you two already had shower sex too?! Damn I need to make up for lost time." Before you can say another word Nagyung drags you to the bathroom and into the shower stall. She flips the shower on, letting the water wash away the sweat from her body and the cum from her thighs.  

"Hmm, I think I'm still dirty oppa." She says matter-of-factly. "I need you to clean me up inside. Think you can get hard for me again?"  

"I-I'll try."  

"Don't try!" She pushes you against the cold bathroom wall and turns her back towards you, pushing her ass back on your cock, grinding her hips against yours. Her dirty dancing and the feel of her bare skin on your shaft is enough to get you going again, at least for another round. Nagyung bends over, pressing her palms against the glass wall on the other side. She turns around with a demanding look.  

"Time for you to get to cleaning." You grip her slim waist and lunge your hips forward. Your moans resonate with one another as you penetrate Nagyung under the falling water. You take grim pleasure from seeing her ass bounce against your hips, your handprints still faintly visible from your spanking earlier. You make a point of grabbing her hips tightly, pounding her with powerful thrusts, shaking water off the both of you.  

"Yes! Come on oppa, grab me like you grabbed Saerom unnie!"

As you are focused on doing just that, you are surprised to see the shower door open, Saerom's naked body greeting you, flush with unsatisfied arousal. Her eyes ask for permission to join you, and you nod. At this point Nagyung notices your slowing pace, turning to see the source of your distraction.  

"Unnie later! It's my turn now." You shut her up with another spank, making her cry out loud.  

"Shut up, you want it so much, you can do the moving." You beckon Saerom over, using one hand to pull her close to you in the cramped space. She looks down at where you are connected to Nagyung, her eyes a little sad and angry at losing her turn.  

"I'll make it up to you tomorrow." You whisper in her ear, drawing a quiet gasp from her as you slip two fingers inside her, trying to quell her burning need. She grips your arm tightly, her nails lightly scratching you.  

"More." You slide another finger in her. Your head spins under the hot water, the pleasure, and the insane position you find yourself in - Nagyung backing herself on to your shaft while Saerom humps your fingers. Your turn off the water to focus on the two women - one hand grabs Nagyung's hips, giving you some leverage to thrust back into her. The other digs deep into Saerom, your fingers dragging over every ridge in her silky walls while she grinds her clit on your palm to blissful oblivion. Their cries get louder, bouncing around the bathroom walls as you drive them both to their orgasms.  

"O-oppa!" Saerom gasps, reaching her climax first after not having cum since Nagyung showed up. Her orgasm was quiet but intense, judging by how tightly she grips your arm and your fingers. You grunt in pain as you feel her bite down on your shoulder to keep from screaming - a small punishment for not fucking her instead, you figure. You slide your fingers out of Saerom and she sinks to the ground, as if you were the only thing keeping her standing. She gives you a grateful and dopey smile for finishing her off, tilting her head towards Nagyung.

You take the hint and grab Nagyung's hips with two hands, powering into her rapidly, her wet blond hair flying with every thrust.

“Fuck yes, just like that!” Nagyung screams in surprise and joyous delight at the sudden burst of pleasure, every thrust from your cock sending a thunderbolt up her spine. Finally getting what she wanted, loud cries of joy leave her lips freely with every deep penetration into her, stretching her out all the way. You grip Nagyung’s small frame and pound her with reckless abandon, making sure to bruise her pale skin just like she wanted.

With a few more rough pumps into her you bring Nagyung to a wailing climax, the young woman trying to grip the wall much like Saerom did earlier, but only scratching lines on the glass instead. You relish the feel of Nagyung’s walls contracting on your cock a little longer before pushing her off your throbbing shaft - weak from her orgasm, she joins Saerom on the shower floor. Saerom pulls her friend over and keeps her upright, already knowing what you wanted to do. She looks up at you expectantly, while Nagyung looks at you with dazed eyes, her mouth hanging open, still recovering from her orgasm. The sight proves far too much for you.  

"F-fuck!" You manage as you stroke yourself rapidly to your last orgasm of the night, spurting your cum all over their faces, glazing both of them with thick white liquid. Nagyung reacts in surprise at the sudden splash of cum, closing her eyes when she feels your hot sticky outburst on her face. Saerom however is on top of things, letting you coat her face before grasping your shaft and winking as she takes it in her mouth. You let out a long moan as her tongue plays with your still jerking shaft, drinking the rest of your cum down her throat. You lean against the shower wall, catching your breath, trying to commit the lewd image of their pretty cum-splashed faces to memory forever. Saerom stands up and turns the water back on, washing the cum off both their faces before rinsing everyone off properly.  

"Ugh, she loves to be pounded but has no stamina to take it." Saerom complains as the two of you help Nagyung out of the shower. "Wrap her up." She throws you a towel, and you dutifully dry and bundle Nagyung into it. You dry off with Saerom and put on your boxers once more.  

"I got her." You tell Saerom as you help Nagyung to the sofa in the living room, draping a spare blanket over her - Nagyung can only manage a weak smile before her eyes close in exhaustion. You return to find Saerom under the covers once more, patting at the empty spot next to her. You join her apologetically.  

"Sorry, I think I'm totally done for the night."  

"I know, else I wouldn't have put on my pyjamas."  

You kiss her passionately. "Tonight was amazing - crazy, but amazing."  

She returns the kiss. "It was crazy... I'm so tired... good-"  

You were asleep before your head hit the pillow.

You woke up due to the chill in the room. You rub your eyes and try to find your phone - 6:30 am.  

"Oppa?" You hear a squeak from next to you, only to find Saerom cutely bundled up in the thick blanket. "Oh, sorry did I hog all of the blanket?" She quickly tries to throw you some of it.  

"It's okay, go back to sleep."  

"Cuddle me!" She whines, and you wrap your arms around her, her body heat warming you up instantly, her pyjamas soft on your skin.  

You feel yourself dozing off again, the warmth spreading through your body... until you feel Saerom squirming against you, rubbing the curves of her hips against yours.  

"S-Saerom?"  

"How about you make it up to me for last night."  

"Right now? But Nagyung-" She pushes further back against you, and you gasp when her hand dives beneath your boxers, feeling your growing erection.  

"She’s a heavy sleeper, and we can just be quiet." She easily convinces you when she brings your hand under her pyjama bottoms, making you touch her over her underwear - she was already soaked. Both of you are eager, and you simply slide her pants and panties down to her knees while she tugs your boxers down just enough to release your erection. With a low groan you enter Saerom easily, feeling her tense in your arms until you are fully in her.  

"Stupid Nagyung, depriving me of this last night."  

"But you already had this before she came."  

"I wanted more... I want more from now on, you better delete your other dating apps." You spot the obvious loophole in her words.  

"But not yours?"  

"You can keep Fromis. Nagyung will definitely make you a "recommended" ride for the others, I won't hear the end of it if I make you delete the app."  

"What does that even mean?" You stop to ask her, but the rock of her hips against yours reminds you to keep going, and you continue to slide lazily in and out of her as you talk.  

"It means you can keep going on rides with the other users. And you should, I know you'll like it, you swiped right on everyone, and I can feel your cock being truthful right now." She reminds you, feeling you throb inside her at the prospect of going on "rides" with others.  

"Okay, I won't lie. But." You plant a sloppy kiss on her. "I like you best."  

"Not love?" Saerom asks with a cheeky smile before turning red and hastily following up. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding! I only like you best too."  

"But maybe in the future...?" She quietly whispers, half to herself, half to you.  

"Maybe... possibly... probably." You whisper in her ear, feeling her get just that little bit tighter around you with your last word.  

She nods, and you can see the blush on her cheeks. "But for now-" She grabs your arm tightly as you happen to shift subtly, plunging into her at just the right angle. "Right there!" The time for talking ends with Saerom's barely stifled cry of pleasure, and you buck your hips into hers, going deep into her exactly the way she wanted. She shoves her hips back at you, urgently matching your pace. For a while all that’s heard is your heavy breaths and the fervent rustling of bedsheets. An occasional whine escapes Saerom, becoming more and more frequent until she can hold it in no more.  

"Ahh right there, yes oppa! Oppa I'm so close, oppa I-" Saerom tries to face you, her eyes struggling to stay looking at you. She finally tears herself away from your gaze and goes over the edge, pulling the pillow up to her mouth and letting out a strangled scream of ecstasy. You slow down your thrusts but don’t stop moving, helping her crest wave after wave of bliss as the climax rocks her body, a wake-up call of the best kind. When she finally climbs down from her peak she turns to you, her sweaty forehead, glassy eyes, and pink blushing cheeks more erotic than ever.  

"Cum for me, I need you to fill me up again oppa." With a few more hurried thrusts and a muffled moan into her shoulder Saerom's quiet words trigger one of the most intense orgasms you've had. Despite last night’s fun, you spill what feels like a large amount of cum into her.  

Saerom confirms this with a whimper. "Oh god, why do you still have so much..." But she continues to press herself against you, wanting as much of your semen inside her as possible. You squeeze her breasts absentmindedly as you do so, satisfying her base desire to be completely filled with your thick fluid.  

When you finally relax you turn her around to face you, embracing her in your arms with a kiss, your lips refusing to stay apart from hers for too long. She whines into your mouth, feeling you leak down her thighs.  

"I definitely need to wash the sheets today."  

You chuckle and draw Saerom in for yet another kiss, just as the morning sun begins to peek through the curtains.

A/N: Probably no surprise, it’s Nagyung! I find her extremely hot, she’s like a mix of CLC Yeeun and Pristin Kyulkyung to me. In my mind she’s a little childish and bratty, wanting to get her way, which Saerom lets her do all the time, so I wrote her like that. I was debating if I should spoil who the member is or not, but I wanted to make them easy to find on the masterlist, not have people guess who it is until a quarter way through, so eh.

Similar to the OMG series I’ll probably tie some other fromis member stories I have in mind to this series, and maybe some other non-fromis idols too when I get a good idea. Thank you for reading!

Assistant - (G)I-dle Soyeon ft. Red Velvet Seulgi, Chungha, GFriend SinB (Fromis App Part 3)

A/N: Fromis app parts 1 and 2 can be found in my other story here, I placed this chapter here since I had most of the tags here already. You can safely ignore the other two chapters and read this by itself, there is no overarching storyline. Although of course I encourage you to read those as well :)

 

You check your phone, smiling when you get another message from Soyeon. She was a K-Pop producer and idol that you had matched with on the Fromis app, and the two of you have been swapping messages for a while. It wasn't really going anywhere - she was so busy and never had time for "dates" unfortunately, so you were surprised when she texted you.  

Hey, can you help me with something?  

Sure, what is it?  

I need a recording assistant  

Don't you have staff for that? Plus I'm not sure I'm qualified  

Oh I'm sure you're qualified for what I need help with  

You don't reply immediately, which Soyeon takes as hesitation, since she follows up with:

I'll make it worth your while

You break out into a smile.

Sure, when and where?

She texts you a time and location, and so you find yourself in front of a nondescript door on a Thursday afternoon. You take a deep breath and knock on the door. Soyeon appears in front of you once the door swings open - she looked even prettier in person.

"Hey stranger."

"Hey yourself, come in come in." As soon as you step through the door she pulls you in for a hungry kiss. Her tongue plunders your mouth, making you moan in surprise before she breaks it off, a strand of drool connecting the two of you before it snaps. "Mmm, good."

"Good?"

"Yup, you will do just fine."

"What exactly will I be doing? You said you needed an assistant?"

"Yes, I'm doing a recording session, you just need to be ready to assist."

"Ready to assist what?"

"You'll see." She winks and says nothing more. "Just have a seat and chill."

You shrug and sit down on the couch, taking in the large recording studio. In front of Soyeon was several monitors, and a bunch of meters and knobs - it looked more like a mission control room than a studio, if it wasn't for the large glass window looking into a recording room, mic stand at the ready. You watch her fiddle with the machinery, but soon get bored and begin watching videos on your phone. You go through a few, but then mid-video you hear Soyeon ask.

"Hey, can you go into the recording booth?"

"Sure." You go in. Soyeon's voice echoes in the room through a speaker.

"Can you hear me? If you can say something into the mic."

"Yes, testing, testing."

"Great, you can come out now, thanks." You exit the room, and Soyeon simply smiles at you before going back to work. Somewhat miffed at having to do something so mundane you return to the couch, mumbling as you fire up another video. Soon however, you head turns when you hear a knock on the door. "Come in!" Soyeon calls out.

"Hi Soyeon!" You are greeted by the brightly smiling face of Red Velvet's Seulgi! You quickly get up and bow slightly in greeting, which she returns a little awkwardly.

"Hi unnie, please don't mind him, thanks for coming!"

"Of course, I practiced a lot for today, so I hope it goes well." She says earnestly, dropping her stuff on the couch next to you.

"That's great, why don't you go in and get prepared then." Seulgi nods and enters the recording booth with her notes.

"Okay, let's begin." Seulgi's angelic voice fills the room as she sings. The recording seems to be going well, with Soyeon giving her lots of positive feedback, telling her what was good and what was great. That was until Seulgi had to try a high note.

"Let's try that again unnie." Soyeon says.

"Yes." Seulgi tries again, and you think she hits it, but Soyeon is not satisfied.

"Again." Soyeon shakes her head when she tries and fails again. "Again."

"One second." Seulgi grabs her bottle and drinks from it. "Okay, one more time."

"Almost..." Soyeon groans. She turns to you. "Are you ready?"

"Ready for?" You ask her, confused.

"Get in there." You follow her order and go into the recording booth, nodding to Seulgi in greeting.

"Unnie, he's going to help you reach that high note."

"I am?" "He is?" The two of you ask her through the glass pane.

"Yes." Soyeon looks you in the eye. "Fuck her, make her scream." You immediately harden at the thought, and Seulgi's face turns bright red.

"Soyeon! What are you saying!" She says shyly.

"Unnie, he comes highly recommended from the Fromis app, I know you don't use it, but you know what that means right?"

"I-I, I..." Seulgi nods mutely.

"Go on then." She eyes you through the window. "Don't tell me you don't want to."

"No, of course I want  to-" You stop yourself, realizing that Seulgi is right there with you.

"If you don't want to I'm sure I can find someone else on the app." Soyeon says curtly.

"I'll do it, i-if Seulgi's okay with it." You look almost hopefully at her.

"Y-yes please, help me hit that high note." She blushes as she gives you permission. Her hands are already on her jeans, her hips shimmying out of the tight fit. You make to take off your shirt, but you only get halfway before Soyeon's voice comes in again.

"Pretty sure you don't need to take your shirt off to do what you need to do, just get to fucking her." You turn red as Seulgi giggles.

"Right, sorry." You drop your shirt and remove your own jeans instead. Seulgi gasps and you hear Soyeon's approval through the speakers when they see the tent in your boxers.

"Mmm nice, now why don't you help Seulgi get comfortable." You do just that, wrapping your arms around her toned body, feeling her tremble.

"Relax." You say, even though you are just as tense as she is. You hands drift down to her panties, but she grabs your hand first.

"C-can you kiss me?" She asks shyly. You nod and lean into her, allowing Seulgi to close the distance of her own accord. Her lips tasted sweet when you lick them, and they quickly open up, her tongue tangling with yours. You enjoy the whines she produces when you run your hands up and underneath her top, feeling her smooth skin under your hands. Your makeout session is unfortunately interrupted by Soyeon.

"We don't have all day you know."

"Right, sorry Soyeon." Seulgi apologizes before turning to you. Her eyes are locked on yours as she slides her underwear off her delicious-looking legs. "I think I'm ready now." You drop your boxers in response, making Seulgi bite her lip in anticipation.

"Make sure she's facing the mic."

Seulgi bends over slightly, grabbing the mic stand for support, and you quickly follow, grabbing her hips from behind. Your tip slips in, and you are immediately overwhelmed by how wet she is already, and before you can stop yourself, you are sliding deeper into her.

"Ah!" A sharp cry leaves her lips.

"S-sorry!" You quickly say.

"No, that was good... really good." You begin moving in and out of Seulgi, her moans starting out soft, becoming slightly louder as you up the pace. She gets into it, beginning to bend her knees and thrust her hips back on you, trying to get you deeper into her.

With a scream Seulgi shudders and her pussy grabs you tightly, making you groan as she hits her limit and climaxes. You stop thrusting, letting her ride out her orgasm.

"Good, but not quite there." Soyeon calls out.

"H-harder please." Seulgi gasps, apparently eager for more. You grip her hips more tightly and begin sending every thrust powerfully into her, watching her thighs jiggle as you do so. Her moans flow freely, sending her rocketing to another climax, the sensitivity adding to her pleasure. You grab her breast, squeezing her as you pull her up a little - you bend over, pressing your chest against her back. You begin grinding your hips into hers, keeping most of your cock in her, choosing to trigger all her pleasure spots inside her instead.

"Oh yes!" Seulgi cries shrilly as she closes in on a second orgasm. Her pants get faster and faster as you continue to rut her, driving her to another screaming orgasm.

"Not good eno-"

"I know!" You growl out at Soyeon's words, not satisfied with Seulgi yourself. Without giving her a chance to rest your other hand presses up on her mound, making your tip rub on her g-spot over and over. Your fingers manage to reach her clit, and you pinch it gently with your thumb and index finger. Seulgi shudders and her walls twitch wildly against your throbbing shaft before she explodes in pleasure, releasing a ear-piercing scream right into the mic as her third orgasm overwhelms the aftershocks of her second. She goes limp in your arms, and when you lower her to the floor you watch drool leak out the side of her mouth, apparently having blacked out momentarily from her consecutive peaks. She comes back quickly, her eyes opening after a few seconds.

"D-did I do it?"

"Yep that was good unnie, great job. Clean up and you're done for the day."

"Okay." She bites her lip when she realizes you weren't finished yet. "D-do you want to cum?" She asks, her expression one of dazed satisfaction. You can only nod. "Go ahead, do it in me."

Your eyes widen at her simple words, and you quickly spread her legs and slide into her once more. Seulgi's soft whimpers fill your mind just as much as her ringing scream did, her long legs going around your hips to lock you in place. Still dressed, you settle for pawing her, squeezing her breasts over her top. With a few quick pumps you moan into her neck, flooding her with a large load of cum. You feel her shudder as you shoot shot after shot into her. 

"That's so warm..." You roll off her, the two of you breathing heavily, recovering from the short but intense session. The door to the booth opens and Soyeon throws you a box of tissues.

"Come on, clean up quickly." Her face looks a little redder than before. You help Seulgi clean up and the two of you try to look decent again before exiting the recording booth.

"Thank you Soyeon, I'll head out then." Seulgi says, blushing hard.

"Yep, thanks for coming unnie."

Before she exits Seulgi turns around, pulling you in and kissing you. "Thank you for your help." She says longingly, as if she wanted to leave with you instead.

"N-no problem." You manage to stammer out. You turn around to find Soyeon smirking at you.

"Told you I would make it worth your while. Take a break, the next artist is coming soon."

About half an hour later, that next artist turns out to be Chungha.

"Hey Soyeon! Oh, hello!" Chungha greets you kindly, but ignores you otherwise.

"Hey unnie. Ready for today?"

"Yup, let's do this!" All pumped up she goes into the booth.

Chungha begins singing, her runs melodic and skillful. But Soyeon isn't satisfied.

"Unnie, try doing this - Mmmm mmph mmmnn." Soyeon hums the tune for Chungha.

"Mm mm mmnn." Chungha tries but fails. "How do you do that? It sounds like you have something in your mouth even though you don't."

"What? It's just mmmm mmph mmmnn." Soyeon remarks.

"Yeah I can't do that." Chungha says frustratedly. Soyeon turns to you, raising her eyebrow.

"You know what to do." You join Chungha inside the recording booth, she looks at you questioningly.

"You said you needed something in your mouth..." You bring your fingers to her lips. Chungha looks you up and down before smiling seductively at you, taking your fingers in her mouth and sucking on them.

"Mmm no, something bigger." For the second time that day you find yourself losing your pants, your cock bumping against her cheek as it is released from your boxers. A shiver runs down your spine as her thick red lips start at your tip and travel down your shaft, wrapping around your cock.

"Bring the mic down, I need to hear it."

You bring the mic down to your crotch, where Chungha is sloppily sucking your shaft, soft moans leaving her lips, as if she's in a trance.

"Okay Chungha, go for it." She snaps back into reality and tries her part again. "No good, it's too forced."

"Mmph mmph mmm mmpph!" She angrily grumbles before pulling back from your shaft. "What do you mean forced?"

"It needs to be more natural... you should eat her out while she sucks you off." Comes the outrageous command.

"What do you mean- oh." You turn to ask Soyeon, but Chungha is already shrugging off her panties, her creamy thighs on display for you as she gestures for you to lie down.

"Ready?" She asks, you nod, and you are treated to a view you never thought you would see - her glistening pussy right above your face, slowly growing bigger. You gasp when she grasps your cock, making her whimper when she feels your hot breath against her slit. Her pussy sinks down on your face just as her mouth envelops you once more. You take long licks up and down her slit, feeling her mouth vibrate around you when she moans.

"Right there!" Comes the shout, not from Chungha, but Soyeon. "Lick her just like that, that was perfect!"

You follow her orders, tracing your tongue along one side of her lip, gently touching her clit, before moving down the other.

"Mmmm mmph mmmnn!" Chungha moans with your cock still stuffed in her mouth.

"That's was it, great job." You make to get up, but Chungha presses down further on you, clearly wanting some relief before wrapping up. She entices you with a few deep bobs of her head, and your tip brushes against the back of her throat. You give her what she wants, your hands going to her cushy thighs and pulling her on to your face. You rapidly lick all over her dripping lips before taking her sensitive nub in your mouth, swirling the tip of your tongue over it.

Chungha moans loudly against your cock and her juices spill on to you when she reaches her peak. Her mouth sinks down on your shaft, almost all the way, and the sudden intense vibration of her moan and the soft hand massaging your balls trigger your own climax. You begin firing cum straight into her mouth - she sucks furiously on your throbbing shaft, as if trying to coax more of your seed into her waiting throat. When she's done shaking from her own orgasm she manages to roll off you, giving you a chance to gasp for air.

"Mmm that was very nice." She sits up and waves at the glass window. "Oh hi SinB!"

You turn around, stunned to see a red-faced SinB staring back at the two of you. "Thanks Chungha, SinB can take over now." You're still processing Soyeon words when you feel a peck on your cheek before Chungha exits the booth, all dressed up again, as if nothing happened.

SinB enters right as Chungha leaves, and you barely catch the "Have fun!" Chungha whispers into SinB's ear.

"Uh hi, let me just put my clothes on." You greet her, awkwardly trying to grab your clothes while hiding yourself from SinB's eyes. She quickly waves at you to stop.

"No don't, it will make things easier for me."

"Yeah I need you to moan loudly, and SinB's here to help." Soyeon concurs.

"W-wait!" You say, scared at having to perform again. "No I can do it faster, like this? Ah..." You fake your moan.

"Yeah no, I dunno how many women faked an orgasm with you, but that was terrible. I need a real one. Go help him SinB." SinB's already on top of you, her mouth already going to your still recovering cock. And you bite back a whimper at the sensitivity.

"SinB give me a second!" You gasp. "Let me help you too!" You say, trying to buy yourself some time.

"Sure, watching you and Chungha unnie got me horny too." You make her sit back while your hands work on her jeans. You quickly pull them off her, and you look up at her as she bites her lip in anticipation. She nods and you continue by pulling off her panties, her lips already covered with slick. As your fingers approach her pussy she grabs your hand, pulling you up to face her instead. She smiles at your confused expression, leaning in to whisper in your ear.

"Not your fingers, I'd rather much have your cock..." She breathes needily into your ear. SinB leans back and spreads her legs on the floor, one hand going down her body, spreading her lips for you. SinB's words and actions have their desired effect on you, and she nods at your stiff erection. "That's more like it, come put it in me."

You clamber over her, and as you position yourself you hear Soyeon's voice once more.

"Remember SinB, I want a real moan."

"Soyeon please, pretty sure no guy has had to fake one with me." SinB winks at you. "Let's have fun."

The two of you throw your head back as SinB's incredible tightness envelops you. A muted moan escapes you, much to Soyeon's displeasure.

"Don't hold back, what are you doing."

"S-shut up!" You snap back as you begin rocking in and out of SinB. She pulls you down, wrapping her legs around you. Eagerly she begins flexing her flat stomach, trying to buck up into you and meeting your thrusts, her walls pulling you deep inside her. The two of you set a nice but slowly increasing rhythm, her thighs jiggling with every powerful joining of your bodies.

"Oppa, moan with me!" SinB cries out, and you find yourself matching her moan for moan, the sound bouncing all around the recording booth.

"SinB you're too loud, I can't get it cleanly." Soyeon's voice disrupts your harmony.

"Sorry Soyeon, I'll try." SinB uses an arm to cover her mouth, trying to muffle her moans as much as possible. You don't make her job easy as you continue to drive into her harder and harder, and you force a scream from her when your angle your hips just right.

"Oh fuck, right there!" She screams out, forgetting to cover herself. Your moans get louder, but SinB's screams are louder still as you repeatedly pound her sweet spot - you decide to take matters into your own hands, and your fingers go to her neck, slowly clamping down on her just as her pussy does on you.

"Oh my-" You choke out the scream leaving her lips as her eyes roll into her head, her body jerking in pure pleasure as her orgasm blows through her. Her twitching walls pressure you for yours, and with SinB finally silent you let go.

"Fuck yes, ahhhh!" You half moan and half roar in satisfaction, letting your climax travel through you in the otherwise silent room. You dump your load inside SinB, giving her a thick souvenir for her efforts in helping you moan. Her hands scrabble at your back, trying to physically pull your body into hers as you fill her with what you have left after two rounds. You let out a few more moans as you come down from your climax, before the room finally falls silent again.

"That was perfect, great idea on choking her out. You should let her go though."

You quickly release your grip on SinB's neck, apologizing profusely for the red marks you left on her.

"No that was hot, good thing you let go there though, any longer and I might have passed out." You say sorry again and try to grab some tissues to help her clean up. The two of you leave the booth wobbly, staggering your way out and on to the couch.

"Great job guys, that was a successful session." Soyeon is still focused at the mixing desk.

"How are you even going to use all of that? There's no way that fits in a song."

"Please, you can do so much with sound engineering now. Besides, do you care? I made it worth your while." You can't argue with her there and shut up. SinB recovers first and takes her leave soon after, firing another wink at you before closing the door behind her.

Soyeon realizes you didn't leave with SinB. "Oh, you can go too, we're done, thanks for helping out." She smirks. You decide to push your luck, pulling Soyeon's chair towards you and spinning her around to face you.

"I'm not sure I'm done helping out yet."  

"Oh? I-I got work to do though." You smile at her face turning red, her breaths suddenly becoming shallow now that you’re so close to her.

She tenses when you press your hands against her delicious thighs, spreading them. You spy the wet spot that's already soaking through her panties and on to her shorts.

"You look like you could do with some relief too."

"Yeah, but you don't have anything left do you?" She challenges.

"No, but I can do other things... let me thank you for the opportunity." You pull her on to the couch, making her lie back as you snake down her body. You swiftly pull her shorts down to her ankles, and you don't even bother with her underwear, simply pulling her panties to one side and sticking your tongue in there.

"Damn, oh shit!" Soyeon moans happily as you delve into her wetness, finding her pussy already contracting around your tongue. You get a good taste of her before you replace your tongue with your fingers, sticking three of them in at once.

"Oh fuck yes, that's it!" Soyeon arches her back off the couch as your fingers send her blasting towards a long-awaited peak. A few rapid licks of her nub and your fingers filling her trembling pussy is all it takes for her to try and crush your skull, her thighs muffling her scream as she dives off the edge just as fast as you sent her up it. You pull out of her once her thighs finally release you, and you wipe the honey off your face with a smile, pleased with your work. Soyeon was pleased too, if her dazed expression was anything to go by as she slowly pulled her shorts up. But when she stumbles back to her producer chair she goes back into work mode.

"Thanks for that, I really needed it there. Now get out, I have work to do." She points to the door. You get your stuff and head out, but she stops you before you get to the exit. "Wait! Are you free next week?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Good, meet me at my place, and don't cum before then."

"What?!"

"Don't question it, I'll make it worth your while." She pushes you out and slams the door shut

You arrive at Soyeon's place on Saturday night, your entire body already tingling - you don't know how you managed it, but you haven't cum since going off inside SinB. Your efforts certainly weren't helped by remembering your recording booth escapades with Seulgi, Chungha, and SinB, but you somehow did it.

So when Soyeon opens the door and pulls you in for a hungry kiss, you have to quickly hold her at arms length.

"S-sorry, I'm already so close." You mutter abashedly.

"Oh? Did you actually listen to me?" You nod. "Good boy, come here, let's get it out of the way." She pulls you to her bedroom, making you stand in front of her as she sits on the bed and works on your pants. Your throbbing cock pops out quickly from your boxers, desperate for release.

"Look at that, so hard already." Soyeon draws a hiss from you when she cups you from below. "They feel so heavy, is it all for me?"

She runs a finger along the tip of your cock. "Y-yes! Oh-" You shut your eyes tightly - with your orgasm already on a hair-trigger, it is enough to set you off. You almost don't recognize your own howl of relief as you lurch forward, grabbing her shoulders for support. You can feel your cum rushing along and out of your shaft as Soyeon strokes you, your nerves on fire as your entire body shakes through your climax.

"Wow..." Were the first words you hear from Soyeon when the blood stops pounding in your ears, and you open your eyes to see that you have completely plastered Soyeon in semen, your thick seed covering her like a face mask. A significant amount has also landed on her t-shirt, staining it white. "Fuck I should have put you in me right away..." She pants as she takes off the t-shirt and wipes her face with the stained rag, revealing her lack of bra, and more importantly, her perky breasts. As soon as she is clean she pulls you towards her. You are still hard, as if you wouldn't be satisfied with cumming just once.

"Fuck me!" Despite her words Soyeon takes charge, pushing you and your shaky legs on to the bed. She makes you take off your t-shirt while she slides her shorts down her legs. Your eyes widen when you see her lack of panties too, her thighs already glistening.

Just as eager as you are, Soyeon mounts you, her wetness pressing on your stomach. She grasps your shaft with one hand, steadying herself on you with the other. Without a further word she sinks herself down on you completely, and as soon as she takes you all the way inside her she collapses on your chest, a strangled moan leaving her lips. You are stunned by her walls tightening around you and the rush of slick on your crotch already.

"Did you...?" You manage to gasp as her pussy tries to milk your shaft.

"T-there, now we're even." Soyeon manages to whimper out. "I haven't touched myself since you did me last week, fuck that feels good." She latches on to your lips hungrily. "I need more!" She begins to ride you, making both of you moan.

"I couldn't stop thinking about how you 'performed' last week- ah!" Soyeon manages almost one sentence before she stiffens on your cock once more. You feel her clench on you in another quick orgasm. Your hands go to her shapely ass, testing the waters by thrusting up into her.

"Yesssssss..." Her words trail off into incoherent moans as you buck up into her, triggering one climax after another from the sensitive woman. Sweat collects on your bodies as you hump up into Soyeon, her body lying uselessly on you as waves of pleasure renders her limp.

"Wait, wait, ugh..." She groans out another orgasm around your hard shaft before you come to a stop, letting her recover with harsh breaths and raspy moans. "Holy crap that was great, I lost count after three." She kisses you hungrily. "Be right back, I have something you will like." She gets off you and walks to her desk, stumbling a little as she does so. She grabs her phone and presses a button, and soon harsh breaths and moans begin filling the room, the sound being played through speakers in her room. You begin to wonder if it's some porn video, but the sharp ear-piercing scream lets you know exactly who is producing it.

"I thought you might want to relive last week." Soon the file cuts to Chungha's melodic moans, her mouth stuffed full of your cock. It also contains the distinct gulping of your cum down her throat when you finish each other off. Then it cuts again, to SinB's muffled screams while you moan out loud, culminating in her choked out cry and your roar of satisfaction. Then the file loops back to Seulgi moaning. "It makes good background music doesn't it?"

Hearing the scandalous sounds of last week inflames your lust, and you get up off the bed and grab Soyeon in your arms, turning her around so that her back presses against you. With a grunt you push into her tightness once more.

"How many times have you listened to it?"

"Not at all, else I wouldn't be able to help myself." Soyeon gasps.

"Then listen to it now." You stay embedded in her, the two of you taking in Seulgi's screams of pleasure, every scream coming from the speakers making you throb inside her and making her walls contract around you a little bit. "Did you enjoy watching us? Did you imagine yourself being fucked like she was?"

"Y-yes!"

"I'm going to do it again then." Soyeon lets out a whimpering moan as she plants her hands on her desk, allowing you to do to her what you did to Seulgi. You squeeze her breasts roughly, using them as grips as you begin thrusting roughly into her from behind. You force moan after moan out of her, each one being cut short by your next thrust.

"Oh fuck yes, oh fuck yes!" The words escape her like a chant as you fuck Soyeon into a pleasure-filled trance. Your hands travel down her body, pressing her lower back against you as you enjoy her toned stomach, making sure you rub against her g-spot every time - her moans grow higher in pitch, her hands turning into tight fists. Your other hand goes down between her legs, near where you are splitting her open repeatedly. You find her clit, engorged with arousal, and you roll it between your fingers.

The scream that Soyeon releases is every bit as loud and ringing as Seulgi's when she detonates around you. Her entire body seizes up, literally shocked with pleasure - her pussy contracts on you crazily, trying to milk you to your own orgasm. Satisfied with her scream you give her what she wants, pulling her tight against you and thrusting deep into her before unloading your second load of the week inside her warm tunnel. The two of you groan in pure gratification as you fill Soyeon completely to the brim with cum, a mix of your fluids leaking out on to her bedroom floor. You collapse against her desk, pinning her to it while you recover from the intense but quick session. She turns around for a kiss, and you give it to her, your tongues tangling together in fulfilled lust. You get up off Soyeon, a large glob of your cum oozing out when you slip out of her.

"Mmm I feel like such a mess down there, but I don't care..." Soyeon turns around and sits on her desk, looking seductive with her sweaty black hair. She opens her arms and spreads her legs, inviting you to get trapped within her embrace once more. She hugs you and whispers in your ear. "Think you can go again?"

"Maybe if you suck me like Chungha did." You reply brazenly.

"Sure, get to the bed." She wraps her arms and legs around you, making you carry her back to bed. You deposit her on it before she pulls you down with her, rolling over so that she's on top once more. She plants kisses down your neck and chest, her hair tickling you as she reaches your crotch.

"Time to clean this up." She pulls her hair to one side before taking your soft member in her mouth, cleaning it of cum and juice. You gasp and whine, feeling Soyeon lick and kiss everywhere around your shaft, nursing it back to full hardness. She hollows out her cheeks, giving your cock a long pleasurable suck as you bottom out, hitting the back of her throat before she releases you. She gives you a few more licks before getting on top of you.

"Good to go?" She asks you, barely giving you any time for a nod before you are deep in her hot and wet folds again. Both of you having just cum, Soyeon rides you leisurely, taking time to feel the tingle travel down to her fingers and toes as your cock rubs every texture and crevice inside her. "Fuck I could ride you all night." She whispers in your ear.

"Go ahead then." You begin rocking your hips upwards again.

"No I have to work tomorrow unfortunately."

"Seriously?"

"Yep, so let me enjoy this... s-stop moving, I'm going to cum too fast if you do that." Soyeon whines, and you force yourself to stop moving. "Let me know when you are close." She asks of you between her moans. You nod and Soyeon closes her eyes, her expression one of lazy pleasure - your hands wander her body while she continues to grind herself on you, small squeaks leaving her when you find a sensitive spot. She puts your hands on her breasts, and you begin playing with them, squeezing them before pinching and pulling on her nipples, heightening her pleasure in whatever way you can. As much as you'd like the ride to last, having her gorgeous figure writhing on top of you proves to be a little too much, and you feel your own peak begin to build.

"Soyeon I-I'm close!" You manage to get out when she grinds particularly deep on you. She opens her eyes and to your surprise you feel her hands around your neck. "What-"

"You looked so hot choking SinB, I want to choke you... don't worry, I won't kill you." It is hardly reassuring, but your cock grows just that little bit bigger in her when her grip tightens around your throat. Soyeon begins to ride you harder, and her walls contracting randomly around you tell you that she's just as close as you are. Your hands shoot out to grab her neck, pulling her close to you - her pussy tightening significantly tell you she loves being choked just as much as she loves choking you. You look into each other's unfocused eyes, choking each other out as she rides both of you close to the end of the night.

"F-fu-ck, cumming, cum with me!" She manages to eke out before her hands try to crush your throat, her pussy convulsing around you as she reaches her peak. With a grunt your hands squeeze her throat as well and you begin spilling on her silky walls, covering her insides with thick seed. Your vision begins to turn dark, and you briefly wonder if you would die - then again, if the last thing you see is Soyeon's expression of pure bliss, that might be okay. Your orgasm overwhelms any further thought, your body bucking up into her mindlessly, sending your cum deep into her while she milks you.

You're not sure if it is your eyes opening again, or if your vision is returning thanks to fresh oxygen, but you finally get a look at the ceiling of her bedroom as she lies still on your body.

"Soyeon?" For a moment you were afraid you had choked her out. But thankfully she replies.

"Mmhmm?"

"Okay good, I-" She gathers her strength to rise off you briefly, only enough to kiss you before burying her face in the pillow next to you again.

"Just shut up, I'm so drained." You feel her breathing begin to stabilize, slowing down as she drifts off to sleep. You gently roll her off you before succumbing to exhaustion as well.

You wake up the next morning, finding yourself well covered by a blanket, but alone in bed. You sit up and put on your boxers before staggering out of Soyeon's bedroom. You find her sitting at her dining table, casually dressed in t-shirt and shorts as she types away on her laptop. She looks up and notices you, sending a smile in your direction.

"Hey, I made some breakfast already, you're free to have some." You nod and go to the kitchen, grabbing the toast and eggs she made. You sit down opposite her, asking her as you munch away on the bread.

"Are you really working today?"

"Yep, still have work to do for the song." She bites her lip for a moment before continuing. "You mind staying around today?"

"I have nothing else to do, sure, what do you need my help with now?"

"Oh nothing, I just want you on hand in case I want to fuck again." Soyeon pushes herself away from her computer and comes around to your side of the table. "Like now would a good time." You barely have time to put down your food before she is straddling your lap. She pulls your boxers down while you pull her shorts to the side, the two of you working in tandem. With a sigh she wraps her arms around you and sinks on to your already hard erection. Soyeon wastes no time, riding you roughly for her own pleasure. She orgasms quietly, burying her face in your neck with a drawn out moan before getting off you just as quickly.

"Thanks, a girl can get used to that." She says appreciatively.

"Hey, what about me?"

"Oh, woops." She gets down between your knees and strokes you rapidly, licking the tip of your cock. You lunge your shaft into her mouth as she brings you to climax, swallowing your load easily. Soyeon goes to grab of water while you sit in the chair, still shocked at how fast you two just fucked. She goes back to her seat.

"Okay, back to work, feel free to stick around if you want." You of course decide to stay around, lounging in her lavish apartment, watching TV and otherwise just randomly playing games on your phone.

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She orders pizza for lunch, and when you try to wipe a bit of cheese on her lips she takes your finger and begins sucking on it. That is all the invitation you need as you make Soyeon lie on the dining table, almost knocking the pizza off as you swiftly plunge into her again and again, making her moan as you fill her with non-pizza meat. This time you pull out while she orgasms, covering her twitching abs with your cum. You grab some tissues and wipe her clean, before sitting down and returning to your pepperoni slice.

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A few hours later in the afternoon, Soyeon places a cup of coffee on the living room table in front of you. You thank her, but she doesn't leave.

"What is it?"

"I want my thanks." She says, her legs spread apart suggestively. Taking the hint you pull down her shorts and kneeling between her smooth thighs, fingering and tonguing her slit until her hands pull at your head, announcing her orgasm with a loud cry, as if the juices spilling from your chin wasn't indicator enough. You continue to eat her out until she finally does the opposite, pushing you away and closing her thighs from you. "I'm good now, thanks!" She wobbles away back to work. You get back on the phone and take a sip of your coffee.

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"Shit, I have to go soon." You mutter as you pull your fingers out of her, having just brought her to another orgasm.

"Oh, would you like to stay for dinner?" Soyeon asks, a little disappointed.

"I'd love to, but I have stuff to take care of before tomorrow." You say apologetically as you grab some tissues to wipe your fingers.

"I understand, if you want to take a shower before you leave you're more than welcome to." You gratefully accept the offer, and soon you let out a sigh as the hot water hits your body. You begin washing yourself, groaning as you feel your body ache from the weekend's activities. That is, until you feel a pair of hands wrap around your body and shaft, and then you are groaning for another reason.

"Huh?"

"One last round?"

You turn around to press Soyeon into the glass wall. "You're insatiable."

"Well it feels so fucking good, why wouldn't I want more of it?" She presses you back against the tile wall. "I know you don't have much left, but just cum for me one more time. Get on the toilet." You turn off the shower and sit down on her toilet, and you are treated to the sight of her wet black hair plastered on her tan skin as she backs herself on to you.

Your cock disappears delightfully between her round cheeks, appearing each time with more of her arousal on you as she rides you in reverse cowgirl. Soyeon bounces quickly in your lap, impaling herself while she leans back on you for support. You grit your teeth, but moans manage to escape from you as she grips your shaft tightly with her body.

"No need to hold back, just cum in me whenever you feel like it, I-I'm already v-very close." Soyeon calls out, testing the integrity of her toilet by bouncing on you rapidly. You wrap your arms around her hips, pulling her back on to you, stopping her bouncing and replacing it with deep grinds as you shift your hips around in circles, exploring everywhere inside of her. All you can hear are her moans, while the sensation of being fully stuffed inside of her drives you crazy, her muscles gripping you from tip to base.

"Soyeon I'm cumming!" You growl into her ear as your fingers dig into her thighs, spreading her wide open on you. It allows her to sink deep on to your throbbing shaft, and when she feels your thick liquid splashing her walls she rapidly rubs her clit, bringing herself off soon after you.

"Me too, fuck!" She twists and writhes on top of you, leaning back and reaching for you to hold on to. She pulls on your hair as her back arches off your body in ecstasy, her thighs quivering beneath your hands. She grips your chin and turns it towards her, the two of you passionately locking lips while you pump the rest of your cum into her willing and trembling body. Her hand caresses your cheek tenderly as the two of you come down from your final peak of the weekend.

"Okay, now let's take that shower." She shakily gets off you, your cum spilling out of her and on to the floor, but neither of you cared. The two of you keep each other supported in the shower and you finally clean yourself of sweat and cum, the warm water and Soyeon's gentle massages relieving your body's soreness. Clothes manage to find their way on to your bodies without either of you jumping on each other, and you eventually find yourself facing Soyeon again at the door.

"So..." You awkwardly begin, but Soyeon prefers actions to words, shutting you up with another kiss.

"Thanks for a fun weekend. I hope it was worth your while."

"Definitely." You nod vigorously. "We should do it again sometime?" You ask her tentatively.

"Hmm, maybe, depends on how well the song does." She looks at your expression and cracks up. "I'm kidding, yes we should, but I'll be busy, might be a while until I have time like this again, you know, comebacks, idol stuff."

"I understand. Good luck with that. Keep in touch?"

"For sure, I'm sure the other three will be in touch with you, I want to hear all about that, see ya!" She smiles and gives you a goodbye kiss before closing the door.

A few weeks later you find your Instagram follower numbers blowing up - Apparently Soyeon had tagged you as part of the new song release, leading to a bunch of new followers. You give the new song a listen, and if you hadn't known exactly how it had sounded, you wouldn't be able to tell the "process" that was behind producing the more... distinctive voices. Soyeon was right, you can do a lot with sound engineering.

More interestingly, you received three very different DMs. The first one was from... ddeulgi0210, it was subtle, equal parts needy and shy.

Hi oppa, I was wondering if you could help me with my high note again, I can't seem to hit it. Let me know if you can help!

The second one was from Queen_of_ByulHarang, it was less subtle.

Hey, I seem to have run out of honey, I think you happen to have something for my throat, don't you?

The last one was from YellowEunbi, it was very obvious.

I want to fuck again, I'll let you choke me, pretty please?

Now the only question is, who do you reply to first?

 

A/N: I wanted to write for Soyeon, and since she is a producer, fit it in the context of a recording booth/studio. I then got carried away by the Wow Thing lineup, which is an incredible lineup (and song, go listen to it), so it became this mix lol.

Hopefully this is obvious, but the instagram usernames are completely made up, and please do not go messaging those accounts if they happen to exist.

I realize this is one of my more flimsy setup and porn-y stories, so hopefully the smut makes up for it :P Thank you for reading!

Turntables - Fromis_9 Saerom, Seoyeon, Hayoung, Chaeyoung (Fromis App Part 7)

You gulp when you receive the second email from Saerom. It was addressed to you directly and simply said:

Disciplinary session will take place this weekend. Come to my place, come alone. THIS IS MANDATORY!!!

Three exclamation marks, that's not good.

You head to Saerom's apartment, taking a deep breath before knocking. The door swings open, and you find Saerom dressed up as a police officer, dragging you in before you could say anything.

"You're late! Now sit!"

You spot other employees of the Fromis company - Hayoung, Chaeyoung, and Seoyeon, what are they doing here? Best to feign ignorance for now.

"Don't pretend you don't know them, you've been captured on CCTV flirting with them! After your disgusting behavior with Jiwon last time in my office, I am going to punish you in front of all of them, show them what will happen if you do it again!"

Saerom pulls off her tie and takes your hands, binding them behind the chair with it. You shiver when you feel her hand brush your neck, her voice soft and teasing.

"So, which one of them were you planning to fuck in the office?"

"None of them!" You gasp, her fingers tightening around your neck.

"Bullshit. I've seen them rubbing themselves after you talk to them, who knows what dirty thoughts you put in their head?!" Despite your situation you found yourself getting hard - were they really as eager as you were? "Isn't that right, Seoyeon?" The abashed panda-like girl could only nod silently.

"Let's see how wet she is now, hmm? Seoyeon strip!"

"But unnie-"

"I said strip!" Shyly Seoyeon loses her clothes, showing off her figure and the flush spreading through her body, embarrassed at baring herself to you. "Go sit on him, kiss him while I get ready."

Obediently Seoyeon gets on top of you, her legs straddling yours as she wraps her arms around your neck.

"Sorry..." She apologizes before shyly capturing your lips. Despite her reservations quickly she begins to melt against you, her tongue brushing your lips for entrance, which you duly give. Your fingers flex and your hands struggle to tear the tie around them apart, but they hold strong, and you can only moan into the kiss as Seoyeon continues to lock your lips with hers.

That is, until Saerom breaks the two of you apart, and you eyes widen in shock - Saerom was naked, or she would be without the belt of the strap-on wrapped around her waist, one end already plugged in her, and the other end hard, purple, and ready.

"Sae- Saerom! What are you going to do!" You ask hurriedly.

"Relax, this is not for you, this is for her." Saerom grabs Seoyeon, turning her around and having her back press against you. She lowers her face to Seoyeon. "You'll let unnie fuck you right? Unnie will make you feel good..."

"Yes unnie..." Seoyeon whines softly, feeling your hardness underneath her, too turned on to think straight. "Make me feel good."

"Good girl..." Saerom's eyes flick to you, "You, you are not to cum, I will kick you off the app if you do." With a wink at you she shifts her attention to Seoyeon, kissing her, and your body tenses when you feel the weight of two gorgeous women pressed on top of you.

"Ah!" Seoyeon's whimper is all too delightful, and her legs spread open just a little more, allowing Saerom to sink into her. Her wetness drips out of the connection and on to your pants, soaking through to your boxers, making you harder. Her hands scramble for Saerom's neck, wrapping her arms around her boss.

"Just relax, let go." Saerom sensually speaks into her ear, all while looking into you eyes, enticing you to cream your pants. She certainly doesn't make it easy as she begins grinding her hips, the strap-on carving itself into Seoyeon. You watch Seoyeon's legs curl around Saerom's narrow waist, a literal hanger-on to the boss of the Fromis company. Saerom continues to grind into Seoyeon, peppering her neck with kisses, telling her to imagine that it was you grinding inside her, all while smiling teasingly at you -  Saerom’s face is a little pink from her own pleasure, the other end of the strap-on doing some work as well.

"Unnie I'm going to cum!" A high pitched whine escapes Seoyeon's lips, and while you can't see her expression, Saerom's devilish grin tells you all you need to know.

"Go ahead my little panda, cum for me, cum for oppa, show him what he’s missing out on." Trapped between you and Saerom, the groan that Seoyeon releases is captivating, and as you feel her quiver and shake on top of you, you have to close your eyes tightly, focusing hard on blocking out the rest of her whimpers as she rides out her orgasm. Only when you feel the weight off your lap do you dare open your eyes, just in time to see Seoyeon slump to the ground as Saerom pulls out.

Satisfied with her work, Saerom runs her hand up and down the strap-on, covering it with Seoyeon's slick before smearing your face with it roughly. She lowers her face to your crouch, licking your clothed erection, "Hmm, doesn't taste like you yet, guess you didn't cum, good job." She turns her attention to Seoyeon, "Come on, get up, you need to make room for the next one." Seoyeon remains limp on the floor, to the annoyance of Saerom, who pokes her with a foot. "Seoyeon get up!"

There is no response other than slow breathing from the drained girl, and with a groan of annoyance Saerom picks her up and brings her to the guest bedroom. At this point you feel the bonds around your wrists loosen - you try to rid yourself of it immediately, but a hand stops you.

"Wait, don’t take it off yet!"

"Hayoung?"

"Shh! Wait for my signal okay?" She hurries back to her original position as Saerom exits the bedroom.

"Ugh I swear, Seoyeon and Nagyung both, no stamina at all," She turns to Hayoung and Chaeyoung, "Who's next? Ha-nyang, get up here, I don't want to have to carry Chaeyoung as well."

"Sure." She says plainly, shooting you a glance as she takes off her clothes. "What do you want me to do again?"

"Just get on him like Seoyeon did!"

"How did she do it again?"

"Were you not watching?!"

"No, I fell asleep." Came the bald-faced lie.

"Ugh! Fine, like this!" As Saerom turns to face you, you catch Hayoung’s nod. You pull your hands apart, the tie binding you now easily giving way and falling to the ground. "What?!" Saerom yelp as you wrap your arms around her, trapping her flailing body against you. "What are you doing?!"

A loud smack resonates in the room as Hayoung smacks her boss on the ass. "Saerom unnie, you're so greedy, you won't share oppa with us?"

"Hayoung, how could you, what are you doing!"

"You need to be punished, if we can't share oppa, then we'll have to share you." You hear the belt loosen, and quickly Hayoung pulls the strap-on off Saerom, leaving her naked and squirming in your lap.

"Let me go oppa!" Saerom looks to you for help, finding none.

"No, Hayoung has a point." You answer with a grin, your hand already loosening your belt. "Why can't I flirt with them? I did it with the others on Fromis app, you never said anything."

"But you did it with Jiwon in my office, and you haven't even spent time with me since Jisun interrupted us!"

She was still hung up on that? "I- Sorry, I didn't know you were jealous."

"Shut up, I'm not jealous!" She mutters.

"Then, you shouldn't be punishing me should you?"

"No but-"

"We will have to punish you then." You whisper, making a shiver travel down Saerom's spine. You remove your pants, leaving them at your ankles along with your boxers, your shaft angrily throbbing with desire. You nibble at her earlobe, feeling her begin to go weak on top of you. "And we are going to now, okay?"

"Okay..." She eventually relaxes on top of you, surrendering to you and Hayoung.

"Now that you're done with your little lovers quarrel, I want some." From over Saerom's shoulder you see Hayoung walk up to the two of you, already wearing the strap-on.

"Right, one sec." You turn Saerom around, having her face away from you. You collect her slick from between her legs, gathering it on your fingers before moving up, rubbing it against the ring of muscle you had yet to push through.

"Oppa!" Saerom yelps as she feels your fingers rub around the untouched area.

"We're sharing you," You state matter-of-factly before growling in her ear. "Plus I want your ass this time, all the way."

"Take it slow." She pleads, and you nod with a smile, trying not to scare her too much.

"Come on then." Tentatively Saerom gets up off you, allowing you to line yourself up with her before you pull her down on you slowly. Both of you groan as you penetrate her first with your tip, then push in with your bulbous head, and then finally popping Saerom's anal cherry by sliding the rest of your shaft in.

"Nngh oh god..." Saerom pants rapidly, struggling to deal with the fullness inside her for the first time, grabbing your arm tightly and squeezing. "You’re not going to fit- Hayoung wait!” She whimpers as Hayoung ignores her, hands shoving her down deeper on your cock. She pushes Saerom's juicy thighs apart and spreads them further, almost to a split, her peach even tighter around you now. Saerom is well and truly stuffed with your cock - you almost want Hayoung to stop and take a picture, but she had other things on her mind.

"Ready unnie?" The question is rhetorical, and Saerom can only reply with a breathless gasp as Hayoung pushes the hard purple strap-on against and through her lower lips. You throw your head back in pleasure, feeling her intrusion grow right alongside your shaft. After a few tense and intensely pleasurable moments you feel Hayoung's lips on yours, kissing you while wedging herself firmly inside Saerom. The two of you ignore the woman trapped between the your bodies, your tongues fighting one another for dominance, both pairs of hands running up and down Saerom's front and back, as if it was the other's.

"I think she's wet enough now." You murmur to Hayoung, feeling Saerom's arousal leak and trickle down your balls, having the benefit of touch that Hayoung didn't.

"Is she?" Pulling out slightly, she draws a squeal from Saerom and examines the shining purple dildo coated with a fresh layer of slick. "Good, are you ready?"

Saerom screams as Hayoung fills her slot again, and you almost want to scream with her. Saerom tightens around you, unable to handle the changing fullness inside her as Hayoung begins shallowly thrusting, rocking Saerom against you.

"Hayoung! Hayoung!" Saerom begins moaning her name, hands scrabbling to hold on to her, trying to get her to slow down, thrust lighter, something, anything! Hayoung nails her to the flesh wall that is your body, Saerom’s sweat making her hair stick to you, her head thrown back on to your shoulder while Hayoung takes her to task. You turn and suck on her vulnerable neck, marking today’s punishment on her creamy skin.

"Hey, I shouldn't be the only one fucking her," Hayoung reminds you, ignoring Saerom's heavy panting, "You wanted her ass, now take it!"

Saerom's cries turns to shrieks as you begin moving your hips best you can, digging your cock inside her ass as Hayoung continues to thrust down into her. Neither of you could really move much given the position, but the slow movements of you and Hayoung are enough to drive Saerom mad, grinding her sanity to dust.

"Fuck I'm- fuck, fuck, fuck!" Saerom high-pitched squeal announces her climax, the ecstasy from the two shafts inside her shutting out any coherent thought. Her ass grips you even tighter, and you grunt, trying not to cum with her, because Hayoung simply orders:

"Keep going!"

She keeps thrusting the strap-on through Saerom’s spasming walls, disregarding her and pushing her to higher heights mid-orgasm. Through Saerom's body you feel the dildo piston in and out of her, hearing the obscene sound of her pussy being thoroughly pounded on by Hayoung while she chases her own peak. Hayoung’s face begins turning red, sweat forming on her forehead as the pleasure builds up. "Fuck! Switch? I'm tired." She asks you in frustration, her endurance unable to keep up.

You nod and Hayoung pulls out, causing Saerom to fall limply backwards onto you, eyes shut and drool leaking out of her mouth, completely shattered by Hayoung. Still embedded in Saerom's ass you lift her and get off the chair, allowing Hayoung to take your place. Saerom doesn't even acknowledge her pussy being stuffed with Hayoung's strap-on once more as the situation is reversed, with you pressing Saerom down on to Hayoung.

"Come on oppa, fuck her ass hard, I want to feel it, get me off by fucking Saerom unnie in the ass." Able to move properly for the first time since Saerom tied you up, you begin pumping your shaft in and out of the catatonic leader of Fromis, her low moans and random grip of her anal walls around you the only indicator she was still enjoying the double-stuffing. To get herself greater pleasure from the strap-on, Hayoung shifts her unnie around slightly. She nods when she is satisfied with the arrangement, and you turn your focus to plundering Saerom from behind. Soon both you and Hayoung are moaning every time your hips push against Saerom.

"That's it, own her ass, that feels good, faster, faster!" Hayoung whines as you begin rocking furiously against the two of them, short powerful thrusts opening Saerom up, and more importantly, making the other end of the strap-on rub rapidly inside Hayoung. You watch her eyes go wide with glee-

"Fuck yes!" The two of you cry out over Saerom's strangled gasp, and you vaguely register the sting of Hayoung's nails on your arm as you unload a large amount of cum into Saerom's ass. Your vision goes black as her body instinctively reacts to being filled, both holes attempting to milk the cocks inside them, even if only one is successful. You collapse to the floor, watching Saerom's ass gape open, thick globs of seed leaking out before her puckered ring slowly begins to close, trapping the rest of it in her. Saerom crashes in a heap next to you as Hayoung manages to push her off and undo the strap-on, both ends thoroughly drenched in slick.

Hayoung recovers quickly with a smile, "Not bad not bad, go wash up, I'm sure Chaeyoung wants you now," she looks around the empty living room, "Where is she anyways?" A moan from the guest bedroom is enough to locate her. "Go, I'll clean up here, hah, for once Saerom is the one out of stamina!"

You quickly go to the bathroom and wash yourself, getting as clean as possible before drying off and heading to the bedroom naked, where the sight is enough to get you hard again - Chaeyoung on top, kissing Seoyeon, both equally nude as they grind on each other's thigh.

"Oh, are you finally done? Come here!" Chaeyoung rolls to her side, welcoming you to nestle between the two of them. "What took you so long?!"

"Sorry, I had to wash up."

"Hmph fine, you better make it up to us, Seoyeon says you didn't even fuck her yet." You turn to face Seoyeon and she brings you close, hungrily grasping your cock while Chaeyoung's hands wrap around your body, her nipples pressing against your back.

"Put it in me, I want the real thing!" Seoyeon’s leg naturally raises and wraps around your hip, and a hoarse moan escapes her when you press yourself into her body, instantly coating your shaft with a layer of slick. "Yes!" She rasps as you fulfill her desires.

"How does he feel?" Chaeyoung asks from over your shoulder, her hands filling the space in between you and Seoyeon, touching everything she could reach.

"So, full!" Seoyeon moans between kisses.

"Good, now hurry up and cum, I want my turn!" Chaeyoung reaches down and tries to get at Seoyeon's clit, wanting to finish her off quickly, but you stop her, grabbing her arm.

"No rushing, else you won't get your turn!"

"But I want it!"

"Keep quiet or I'll leave after Seoyeon!" You warn her.

"Fine!" She pouts but relents, her hand going back to your body, simply holding on to you while you begin thrusting into Seoyeon.

"Ah oppa, harder!" Seoyeon's eyes flutter shut, too busy enjoying your pole inside her to do much else. Your hands go to her hips, pulling her closer to you, driving your shaft a little deeper into Seoyeon, earning a yelp from the blissful panda. "Yes, just like that!"

Trapped between Seoyeon and Chaeyoung, you make good use of your hips, grinding into Seoyeon with slow but powerful movements. Adding to your arousal is feeling Chaeyoung pressed against you from behind, her body moving with yours in rhythm, her whispers worming into your ear just like your bodies were wriggling.

"Mm such good rhythm oppa, how did you know Seoyeon loves this slow rhythm? She must be so tight around you."

"She is!" You gasp through gritted teeth.

"I bet she gets tighter when she cums, make her cum on your cock, just make sure you don't blow too, I want all that thick cum for myself."

"You're not helping!"

"I'm not? Well then..." You feel her hand snake across your hip, but before you could react Chaeyoung had already done her job.

"Wha- yes yes yes!" A rub of her clit is all it takes for Seoyeon to wail in orgasm, her eyes snapping open in shocked ecstasy before closing once more, her pussy suddenly clamping down on you tighter than ever. Her scratches join Hayoung’s marks on your arms as she holds you close, making sure she coats every inch of your shaft with her juice. Too focused on not cumming to resist, Chaeyoung unceremoniously pulls you away from the limp Seoyeon, her mouth instantly on your shaft to clean you up.

"Good, you didn't use much energy did you? Now come fuck me!"

"Chaeyoung, how could you do that!" You ask her, a little angry and very horny after feeling Seoyeon cum around you.

"I was helping, any longer and you would have cum with her, now come fuck me!" She lays on the bed, trying to pull you on top of her. You resist and turn her over, smacking her ass for good measure. "Ah! What was that for?"

"You're being a little brat, you didn't listen to me. Get on all fours." You growl, and Chaeyoung happily complies.

"Ooh, yes, doggy-style, just do me hard and fast!" It is clear she isn't learning. You smack her ass again, this time harder. "Ow, that hurts!"

"It is supposed to, this is a punishment."

"For what? I helped Seoyeon cum, I should be rewarded if anything, I'll forgive you if you fuck me now!" Chaeyoung demands. She yelps as you land another slap, this time spanking her on the other cheek. "Oppa!"

"Say you're sorry." You spank her again, your palm beginning to sting as well with every hard smack. The outline of your hand begins to show on her previously pale cheeks.

"No!" She looks back at you defiantly. "You're going to have to fuck it out of me!" You spank her a few more times, but it is clear that the stick is not working - time for the carrot.

You feel Chaeyoung tense up as you place a hand on her butt, as if getting ready to ripple her flesh once more. This time however, you ripple her flesh with your hips, shoving yourself into her with one stroke. Chaeyoung's cry is one of pain and pleasure.

"Oppa please, more! I'm so close already, spank me more!" No wonder it didn't work, she was getting turned on by it! You begin a torture of the most pleasurable kind, slowly drawing your shaft in and out of Chaeyoung's tight body. It wasn't easy on you either - when she tried to shove herself back against you, it took all your willpower to pin her to the bed, not allowing her to move at all while you dragged your cock in and out of her at a snail's pace.

You smirk and increase your pace momentarily, making her butt sting as your body claps against hers. Chaeyoung cries out in approval, but you stop as quickly as you started, staying still after just a few thrusts.

"Nooo!"

"Oh Seoyeon, how many thrusts should I do?" You ask her when you see her by your side, recovered from her orgasm.

"Mmm, three quick ones." You obey her order, your hips rocking into Chaeyoung thrice before stopping.

"Please don't stop!" Chaeyoung whines, but you turn to Seoyeon instead with a expectant look.

"Five slow, three quick, then one slow, but make it powerful." You lazily pump your hips five times, letting Seoyeon into your mouth as she kisses you hungrily. She detaches from you momentarily to allow you to finish the rest of her order.

"Fuck!" Chaeyoung scream of agonizing pleasure is delightful as you pull completely out of her before plunging fully inside her once more, feeling her walls contracting around you.

"She's close." You remark to Seoyeon.

"In that case, one slow thrust please." A choked out moan.

"Another slow thrust." A soft drawn out "Noooo..."

"Two slow thrusts." Airy whimpers.

"One slow thrust." A low grunt, unbecoming of Chaeyoung.

"Three slow thrusts." Short rapid pants, out of rhythm with your thrusts.

"Nine slow-"

"Please please please let me cum! I'm so close, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!" Chaeyoung breaks down, tears running down her face, her makeup ruined and leaving stains on the bedsheets.

"What do you think?" You turn to Seoyeon.

"Nine, slow, thrusts." Inhuman noises leave Chaeyoung, her entire body trembling on the edge, tears and drool and slick leaking out of her freely. Inch by inch you fill her ever so slowly, your brow furrowed in concentration. Nine times.

"Please, please..." Comes the low murmur from Chaeyoung after nine slow thrusts. "I'll do whatever you want Seoyeon!"

"That I can collect on, thanks oppa!" She whispers in your ear, and you groan when you feel her hand cup your balls. "You did so well lasting so long, you can ignore my next command, but I'm going to do this just for fun." She speaks up louder for Chaeyoung. "Ten slow!"

"No please no-" Chaeyoung's begging is cut short when you push into her roughly, and the thread her coherence was hanging on to snaps immediately as she realizes the lie. You tear screams from her and start plowing her into the bed, chasing your own edged orgasm. Her legs give out, but your hands grip her tightly, crushing her slim midriff and holding her hips up in the air as you furiously pump into her. You feel her splash on your crotch, her walls becoming tighter as she is consumed in her intense orgasm, but you don't care, you needed more pleasure.

"Nngh!" You are deaf to Chaeyoung's half-grunt and half-scream of pleasure as you push through her contracting wetness, chasing that cliff that you need to fall off after being on a plateau for so long. Even more slick spills from your connection, all thanks to Chaeyoung. But you still wanted more.

"Here, let me help." Seoyeon sneaks a finger between your legs, and one stroke on your perineum is enough to send you into freefall.

"Shit!" You roar as you immediately dump all of your cum into Chaeyoung, burst after burst of seed filling her uncontrollably jerking body. The hot liquid surging against her walls hits her fractured mind mid-orgasm, and Chaeyoung's eyes roll in her head before she passes out in ecstasy, twitching and going limp on the bed. You don't fare much better, losing your grip on her, your cock continuing to throb as you slip out, spewing the last few streaks of cum over her ass before you collapse next to her, completely drained.

You vaguely see Seoyeon's shape on top of Chaeyoung, licking your cum off her, but you feel the energy drain from your body far too quickly, and you fall into a most relaxed sleep.

You wake up what feels like hours later, only to find Hayoung laying next to you.

"Oh, you recovered? I thought you'd be out for longer."

"How long was I out for?" You ask, looking around to find Seoyeon and Chaeyoung gone.

"An hour? I had Seoyeon take Chaeyoung home and look after her, you might have broken her you know."

"Oh, thanks for taking care of them-" You're cut short by Hayoung mischievous smirk, and her smooth skin pressing on yours as she gets on top of you.

"You can thank me by letting me ride you." She reaches down and lines herself up with you, slowly sinking herself down on to your cock. "Ahh, so much better than the strap-on."

"Why'd you untie me anyways?"

"I mean I wasn't going to let Saerom fuck me with the strap-on, so I needed your help."

"But you'll let me fuck you?"

"No, I'm doing the fucking right now. And thanks for the reminder, you owe me thanks for untying you too."

"Well you did it only to help yourself." She shushes you with a hungry kiss.

"Shut up and get fucked." With a wide smile she begins bouncing on you, pinning your hands with hers as she nips at your neck, planting little bites all over your collarbone. "So nice, no wonder Saerom didn't want to share you anymore."

"I don't think she'll complain after that." You say between groans as Hayoung rides you harder, throwing herself down on your shaft.

"Right? I'm looking forward to more fun with you, can’t believe I missed out. You always got me so wet at work."

"Yeah? How wet?"

Hayoung closes her eyes as she imagines masturbating in the office. "I'd take a pen, run it up and down my slit. Fuck I'd soak my panties just from that after you leave my office." She tightens around you. "Oh fuck, and sometimes I'd just ride my armrest, grinding on the office chair while the blinds were down." Her eyes open wide, looking at you intently. "Ooh I know how you can pay me back."

"Yeah? How? Maybe I'll do it, maybe I won't."

"I want you to be my chair for one day, just let me ride you while I work, I want you to stay stuffed in me the whole day." Hayoung gets even wetter just thinking about it, her face flushed red with arousal.

"Oh I can definitely do that, maybe I can move like this?" You bend your knees, thrusting up into her as she comes down, and after a few more bounces you push Hayoung over the edge with a shriek.

"Fuck just like that!" Her walls contract on you as she bites into neck, muffling her scream while the pleasure travels up her spine. She rises up off you, looking beautiful with her tousled sweaty hair. "Mmm yes definitely just like that, I'll bring you in some time."

She gets off you, sliding down your body with a smile when she hears your groan of disappointment. She kisses your throbbing tip before covering it with her mouth, bobbing her head and using her tongue all over your tip. You groan loudly when she cleans your shaft, pushing it fully into her mouth while she replaces juice with spit. Thin fingers begin stroking you, up and down she goes on your cock, aggressively drooling all over your crotch. You try to warn her that you were close, but you can only gasp and push her head down on you when she cups your balls, triggering your climax and making you force-feed her your seed.

Hayoung takes it like a champ, her cheeks puffing out as her mouth fills with thick cum. When you are done she releases you with a pop before making an exaggerated gesture of swallowing your load.

"Myam myam! That was delicious." She shoots you a cheeky wink and blows a kiss at you before getting up.

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"Home, this isn't my place, in case you forgot." You did actually, and looking out the window the day was not quite over yet, the sun still up in the air. "I'm out, this was a fun discipline session, be sure to tell Saerom that." She leaves the room, and after getting dressed waves you good bye before exiting. You walk out to the living room, only to find the place empty, with only Saerom's tie and the strap-on to be found on the floor.

You look into Saerom's bedroom, and you see her still resting on the bed under the covers.

"Hey, Saerom?"

"Oh, oppa." She raises her arms, asking for a hug, and you go to cuddle her. "How could you do that to me." She asks sullenly.

"Sorry that was rough, but it's not right to not share."

"You just say that because you want to fuck them."

"Well, yeah but I want you too. Besides, didn't it feel good to be shared?" Saerom quietly admits it with a nod. "Now you know how good I felt when we did it with Nagyung.”

"Fine. You can do whatever with them on one condition."

"What is it?"

"Every time you do it with them, you have to do it with me too!"

"Sure, I'm sorry babe." You lean down and kiss her, and to your surprise she pulls you deeper into the kiss, making you get hard again when you feel her still-naked body on yours. "You're not sore?"

"Only my ass is thanks to you. You did it with Hayoung, Seoyeon, and Chaeyoung didn't you? That's three times you owe me, at least."

"But I already-"

"Do you want me to count Jisun and Jiwon too?" Saerom asks with a threatening pout.

"I can do it one more time." You try to beg for a compromise - there was no way you could do three more rounds with Saerom today.

"Fine!" She gets on top of you, sinking on you lower and lower until you feel her butt rest on your thighs, her knees knocking together on top of you. “That’s so full, you’re still so hard!”

“I want to see you.” You grab her knees, forcing them apart, making Saerom spread her legs, showing both of you how you’re splitting her open.

“Don’t stare oppa!” Saerom blushes, trying to close her legs again, but you keep your hands on her thighs.

“Says the one wearing the strap-on earlier, now you’re shy?” You remind her.

“That’s just for punishment purposes!” Saerom whines as she begins riding you. Neither of you bother to argue more, both too tired from the day’s events, simply kissing and looking for one more orgasm from each other.

Saerom weak grinding quickly slows to a stop, and with a nod from her you swap positions. You lean over her, and with her legs wrapped around you she pulls you back into her body. "Ah I definitely like this more."

“Because you don’t have to do all the work?”

“Mmhmm, it was really tiring using the strap-on on Seoyeon, you know?”

“Nope, no idea what that feels like.”

“Just move already!” Saerom whines and squirms underneath you, trying to get you to go, and you start rocking your hips into her with slow, steady thrusts. Happy coos leave her lips and go into your mouth as she pulls you in for a passionate kiss, her eyes smiling happily as she willingly takes every thrust you have for her.

Not enough apparently, and she teases you, "You can go harder, you were so rough on my ass, you don't like my pussy as much?"

"No I do-"

"Then go harder!" Saerom's words spur you on, and soon her breasts are jiggling with every powerful slam of your hips into her, your muscles burning as you try to replicate the roughness you had treated her ass with. Her hands grip your arms, trying to hold on, but as you spear deep into her with every thrust they fall away, forced to twist and grab at the sheets instead. Your hands find her thighs, spreading her open again and drawing yelps of pleasure as you have your way with her pussy.

"Mm, mmm yes, mmmm almost-" Your shaft drags itself all over her walls, her moans getting higher and higher pitched until you find the one spot that drove her crazy. "Fuck fuck fuck right there!" Saerom wails, her arms and legs wrapping around you tightly, making you unable to thrust as powerfully as you liked. Saerom didn't care, and with a few more grinds of your cock against her she reaches her peak.

She searches for your lips and finds them, capturing them just as her pussy captures your shaft, clamping down on it, her entire body shuddering through her orgasm. You were already too sensitive, and you were painfully close to your own climax as her body tries to milk you. Her eyes open up when she recovers, and she sees you looking at her needily.

"Saerom I’m going to cum!"

"You filled my ass, fill my pussy too." She whispers and flexes her walls, milking you just one more time. You unwind, a whimper of relief escaping you as you shoot the last spurts of cum you have left into her. You collapse on top of Saerom, her soft but toned body serving as a cushion of the best kind while she showers you with kisses. The two of you curl up together in bed after cleaning up, content to just stay next to each other and do nothing else.

"So, that discipline session was a success." You quip, only to get a pinch from Saerom.

"Hey, remember you still owe me two more rounds, can you stay for dinner?"

"Easy, I'm too sore to do anything more tonight!" Comes your hasty reply.

"I know, me too, please stay with me? I just don't want to eat dinner alone." You smile and hug her.

"Of course, what do you want to order?"

 

Fromis App Part 8: Aural Sex Made Real - Jisun

“Hi oppa!” Jisun bounds up to you, stopping in your path with a hop and a smile.

“Hm? Oh hi Jisun!” you reply back in the cheeriest tone you could muster. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and you were just out walking about in Gangnam, stressed and debating if you should start getting some work done today before the start of the week. Jisun clearly notices this.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, fancy running into you here,” you try to make small talk, but it fails miserably.

“It’s Gangnam, you can literally run into anyone here.” She examines you with a critical eye before making an assessment. “You’re stressed aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I have a ton of work to do this week, not looking forward to it.”

“Oh no! Tell you what, I do ASMR for meditation, it’ll help you relax.”

“Really? ASMR for meditation?”

“Yep, I can’t do this week, but do you want to come over next weekend?” Jisun offers.

“Um sure, I guess that’ll help after next week.”

“Great, I’ll see you then!” She surprises you, pulling you in for a kiss right in the middle of the crowd.

“What happened to the shy Jisun I knew?” you joke and ask as she breaks the kiss.

“Shut up, that was just to help your stress, I’ll see you then!” Jisun blushes and run off, and the rest of your Sunday became much better. Through the week Jisun sends you several ASMR clips, and you find yourself listening to them at night right before you sleep. Your breathing becomes slow and regular, to the rhythm of the soft sounds of rain falling, or fingers running through sand, or strokes of a brush on parchment. You no longer ground your teeth as you slept, and you wake up every morning feeling refreshed - Jisun’s ASMR was really helpful!

The weekend rolls around, and you find yourself at Jisun’s apartment.

“Hey! Were the clips I sent you useful?” she asks as she welcomes you in.

“Yeah, they were great, thanks a lot!”

“Good, I’ll guide this one okay? It’ll be more effective.” She leads you to a small quiet bedroom, inviting you to sit cross-legged on the bed.

“I’ll put on an eyemask around you, okay? You need to shut out any distractions.” With your consent your vision goes dark, your eyes closing automatically behind it. “Next, some airpods, and then a set of noise-cancelling headphones.” Jisun places the pair of wireless earbuds in your ear before fitting a noise-cancelling headset around your ears. They were shockingly good, to the point that you could barely hear yourself speak.

You jerk your head a little when her voice suddenly comes through the earbyds. “Can you hear me?”

“Yeah,” you call out.

"Good, I can hear you, so call out to me if you need anything.”

“Got it, thank you!” Jisun pats you on the shoulder, and by the lack of movement in the room you assume you are alone.

“Okay, I’ll start with some flowing water.” You feel the stress drain away as you imagine the flow of water, starting from somewhere, and ending somewhere. Neither source nor destination really mattering, just the flow, just the process. Maybe from a stream, or someone making a good beer pour, or into a soju cup.

The sound soon gives way to another sound, one of nails on wood, Jisun’s fingers tapping on the wood rhythmically, click clack, tip tap. You can hear her turn the piece of wood in her hands, different angles and taps giving you different sounds, some sharp, some dull, some clear.

The wood tapping goes away, to be replaced by the scratch of paper on paper, Jisun’s fingers running along the page of a book before turning it, the aural results of friction tingling in your ear. Next, the sound of clothes rustling, fabric rubbing against fabric.

“Oppa, do you want to try something new?” Jisun’s whispers make their way through your drowsy mind.

“Um sure, a new ASMR sound?”

“In a way, just listen,” Jisun tells you before going silent, only the heavy sounds of her breathing switching between your earbuds, as if she is breathing in one ear and then the other. It does nothing for you and you start to get annoyed, but thankfully it equalizes as Jisun seems to switch to a different mic, a more even distribution of sound coming through both your ears.

“Oppa, promise me you won’t take off the headset or the eyemask, no matter what happens?” she asks, her voice low and breathy.

“Sure, it can’t be that bad can it?” What you did not expect was how good it could be.

“Ah…” The most delicate of moans thunder into your ears, Jisun’s voice huskier than ever. “I missed you oppa, I was so upset Saerom unnie didn’t invite me over for your ‘discipline’. Do you hear this?” A soft scratching sound replaces her voice, the sound of fabric against… something? You’re not sure what, but that mystery is swiftly solved thanks to Jisun.

“You hear that oppa? My nipples are so hard for you, they’re rubbing against my bra- oh wait, just my top, I’m not wearing a bra.” You can hear the tease in her voice. “Are you hard for me too?”

“Yes!” you reply, and with the headphones on you can’t tell if that came out as a shout, a scream, or a needy whine. Your hands go to your shorts, trying to unbutton them, but Jisun stops you.

“Keep your hands still, I’ll help you with that soon, just listen to me further okay?” You nod, not even sure if Jisun can see you, but she continues, her voice worming into your ear, wrapping around your shaft like her soft hand would. “I’m pinching myself, they’re so sensitive- ah!” Her cute yelp adds to her credibility. “I’m taking off my top now.” More rustling. “I’m cold now, you’ll warm me up later right?”

“Right, just come over and-”

“Not yet, soon. Let me take off my panties first. Oh, I’m not wearing those either, they got so wet I took them off, just my shorts then.” Jisun teases you more, and your cock threatens to unbutton your shorts for you. Quick and sloppy slurping sounds flow into your ear. “Mmm this dildo doesn’t feel nearly as big as you, but I guess it’ll have to do.” No moan comes, but the sharp intake of breath Jisun does is all too loud for you. “Fuck it feels good, I haven’t had anything in here since your cock oppa, it’s forcing me open, listen!”

You have no choice but to listen, and what follows is the sound of squelching wetness, the mic picking up every inch of the toy moving into her, your senses so on edge you swear you hear her wetness dripping on to the dildo. There is a burst of sound, of wetness leaking, of dildo pumping, of Jisun suddenly moaning loudly, and then it goes silent, just as suddenly as it began.

“God oppa I’m so on edge,” Jisun whines into your ears, every word dripping with need. “Can I cum, let me cum and I’ll come take care of you, say it please?”

“Cum for me, let me hear it!”

With a siren cry of your name Jisun orgasms, and you almost go over yourself just listening to her whine and whimper, the wet sounds of her slick gushing around the dildo letting you know just how strong her climax was. But she has more in store for you.

“Haah, that was nice. Listen to my empty pussy.” You hear the squelching sound of her walls contracting around air. “It’s so hungry, it needs something thick to grasp when I cum, think you can provide it?”

“Stop playing Jisun, come here and I’ll fuck you.” There is only silence for a while, the mic seemingly on mute, and for what seems like hours you wait for her to do or say something, your erection painfully throbbing, made all the most sensitive given the lack of other stimulation. Then suddenly a touch on your knee, and you almost launch yourself at her, finding nothing but air as you crashed on the bed.

“Be patient oppa-” Jisun’s voice admonishes you via the earbuds.

“I can’t wait!”

“You will, or I leave you blue-balled and kick you out.” You take a deep breath and will yourself to sit back on the bed. You hear the crinkle of a wrapper, and before you process it you hiss, feeling the uncomfortable rubber tightness of a condom being wrapped around your cock.

“Wait, why the condom, we’ve done it raw already,” you ask, wanting to feel her raw, but you almost burst in the condom immediately when you hear Jisun’s reply.

“Because oppa, I want to give you my ass.”

You groan as soon as you feel the cold touch of lube on your shaft, and again you bite your lip, trying not to explode as you feel her hands stroke you, applying the lube liberally on your shaft. You hear her squeeze more lube out, a gasp leaving her lips as she applies the cold liquid to herself.

“Ready oppa?”

“I want to see you.”

“Maybe later, just focus on feeling it.” That you do, your tip suddenly caught by the extreme tightness of her tight ring muscle. Jisun falls silent, clearly focused on feeling it as well. Her hands planted on your thighs, your hands find her slim waist, supporting her as she gently begins to back herself on you. Inch by inch your tip pushes her open, gripping you tightly, until finally, her perky butt rests against your crotch.

“You’re too big oppa, it feels so good!” She makes a few tentative movements, slowly moving her ass back and forth on your shaft. Still blindfolded and effectively deafened, you feel every clench of her ass around you, every touch of her hand or butt on your thigh sending shivers down your spine - your own moans, muffled to your own ears, mingle with her loud moans through the earbuds.

Before too long she is bouncing on you at a steady rate, her decadent moans and sensitive whimpers shooting straight through your ear. Your hands run up and down her body, squeezing her breasts, pulling her back on your shaft harder with every bounce. Jisun’s moans are constant, and soon she leans back on you, her hips working you rapidly, simply grinding your shaft all over inside her ass.

“God this feels so good, I want to do this every time with you oppa!” The thought of doing it every time with her proves too much, and with a few quick jerks into her ass your explode, filling the bubble in the condom with your long overdue seed.

“Oh fuck, are you cumming? You’re cumming in my ass!” With a groan from Jisun she sinks fully on your shaft and joins you, her back passage clamping down on your throbbing length, making you send even more cum into the condom. She shakes in your arms, almost vibrating around your shaft, short moans entering your ear as wave after wave of pleasure shoots straight up her spine.

By the time your blood stops pounding all you hear is Jisun’s rough breathing. She slowly gets off you, peeling off the condom - loaded full with your cum it counterbalances your still erect shaft before she pulls it off cleanly. You shudder as a damp cloth wipes you clean before she gets in your lap again. This time she’s straddling you, and she kisses you hungrily, her tongue searching your mouth for moans, which you give freely. By the time she breaks the kiss you are gasping for breath. Jisun’s sultry voice fills your ears once more.

“You really opened my ass up, now as your reward, open up my pussy oppa, finish the job my dildo couldn’t do, please?” You take your ready cock, holding it steady and allowing her to sink on to it, earning a breathy moan from Jisun. “You’re still so big, make me cum a few more times please? I’ll let you cum as much as you want in me then.” You accept Jisun’s offer on the table, and you wrap your arms around her before pushing off, making sure you stay on top, pressing her into the bed. Time to make her pay.

Jisun might have been moaning and screaming into the mic when you started to move your hips, but you feign deafness and ignore her, pounding her roughly, your other senses heightened from the lack of sight or hearing. You feel her tense around you before relaxing - one orgasm down, her pussy clinging on to you, making you drip her slick on to the sheets with every thrust.

Her hands scratch at your chest, trying to hold on to you, but you push them away, pinning her wrists to the bed as you fuck her, paying her back for all the edging she did to you. Her hands twist and tear at the sheets, her feet thrashing about and kicking into the bed behind you, and you sense every muscle of hers seizing up before melting into the bed once more. Orgasm two down.

You pull out for the briefest of moments, manhandling her and turning her on her tummy. You don’t even bother to take off the eyemask and headset - those senses aren’t needed to fuck her. You hump her prone on the bed, your lips finding her neck eventually and sucking hard, feeling her whimper. Her hands run down your arm, scrambling to find yours, and you allow her nails to dig into your palm, surely screaming as you grind her to another peak. Is three the magic number? No, you’re not close yet, keep going.

Your stamina drains faster than your orgasm builds, and you roll on to your side, spooning her. She lifts a leg, and wraps it back around you, giving you a new angle to fuck her with, perfect. A hand lands on your face, pulling you in for a kiss, and you spread both sets of her lips, plundering her from both ends. Your fingers find their way around her neck, feeling her neck flex with every thrust, vocal cords working overtime. A wicked thought strikes you, the perfect payback for Jisun.

“Scream for me,” you ask of her, your fingers tightening around her neck to make it harder for her. No sound. Grip her neck tighter, to thrust harder and faster into her. “Scream for me!” you order again, feeling your own vocal cords strain even if you can’t hear it. Choke her a little bit more, just as her pussy chokes on your cock. “Scream for me!” you shout as your own climax finally arrives.

With a swing of her arm she knocks the headphones off you.

A long drawn-out “Fuck!” shatters your eardrums as she shrieks right against your ear, her tight pussy convulsing against your throbbing length and milking you. The splashes of slick she produces is blown away by your shots of cum, splattering and coating her walls white. The coating is multi-layered as you pour more semen into her, thoroughly filling her up. Despite your ear ringing, hearing her whiny moans again motivate you to keep humping her, making good on the deal and cumming as much as you want. You only stop when you hear her whimpers recede, both of you finally coming to a rest on the bed.

She turns around in your arms, leaning into you and capturing your lips with hers. You feel the eyemask being taken off, but you ignore it for now, content to indulge in her sweet kiss, until finally you feel yourself soften and slip out. You jerk in shock when you open your eyes.

“Nagyung?!”

“Hi oppa, that was amazing… My stamina’s better now right? I didn’t pass out like last time.”

“What? Where’s Jisun?”

“Right here,” she calls out from a seat by the bed, her skin flush and legs spread wantonly. There is a dildo in her hand, dripping juices on to the seat cushion between her thighs. “Thanks for the show,” she whispers into the small lapel mic in her hand, her voice coming through the earbuds once more.

“Wait what? But why?”

“Nagyung wanted in too, we’re both upset that Saerom unnie left us out, so consider it our own little session.”

“Why all the ASMR stuff then?”

“Just to get you worked up, besides I don’t think Nagyung will complain,” Jisun says with a smirk.

“Not at all,” Nagyung confirms with a dreamy and dazed smile

“I didn’t hear anything while I was doing it with Nagyung! The mic didn’t pick it up?”

Jisun dismisses you with a wave. “I put the mic on mute and went to get water, it seemed like the two of you were having fun anyways.” Your mouth hangs open in disbelief - that’s why you heard nothing!

“But you said you wanted-” You stop and blush, remembering Jisun’s filthy words in your ear.

“I do, but today’s not a safe day for me, sorry. Don’t worry, I enjoyed myself.”

This time it is your turn to smirk at Jisun. “Are there any more condoms?”

“Why- Oh, oh!” As if the thought strikes her for the first time today she smiles and opens a drawer by the bed, pulling out a fresh condom. “Can you go again?”

“Depends, maybe with enough motivation I could get it up again.” The two of you smile at your lie, your cock already half-erect.

“Great, I believe this will be enough motivation.” Jisun beckons you to the edge of the bed. She kneels between your legs, giving you a naughty lick before doing something naughtier. With a wink she envelops your cock between her breasts, her hands squeezing them together, providing as much motivation as you desired.

“That feels amazing!” you groan as Jisun starts moving her pillows up and down your shaft. She pulls the mic close to her chest, letting you hear her skin glide over your shaft. As you get bigger the sound gets louder, more of your cock rubbing in her cleavage.

“Same, I can feel you getting bigger, you’re going to fill me so good, I can’t wait,” Jisun whispers seductively.

“Nagyung’s in the room…” you moan as she licks your tip.

“She’s heard me say everything already, you gave it to her good, now I want it really bad!” Satisfied with your hardness she reluctantly releases her tits’ hold on your shaft, getting up and reaching for the forgotten condom.

“Let me help you put it on.” You remove the earbuds and place them on the bedside table, the crinkling sound of a condom being opened clear and promising in your ears. Jisun places the condom over your tip before using her mouth to pull it all the way down your shaft, taking your covered cock deep in her throat.

“Fuck!” you exclaim in satisfaction.

“Is that enough motivation?”

“Yes, although I wouldn’t mind you doing that again next time.” You reach a hand over, your fingers digging into a fleshy cheek. “You said you wanted to give me your ass?”

Jisun shakes her head. “We should explore that next time as well.” She lays down on the bed, pulling you over her. “Right now I need you to loosen me up, I feel too… tight.”

“I can help with that,” you murmur, aligning yourself with her dripping heat. Jisun pulls you in for a fierce kiss as you push your way into her, and true to her words she is extremely tight, even after using the dildo.

“Fuck that’s it, oh that’s so satisfying!” She flexes her walls, grabbing your shaft hungrily, feeling the resistance only your cock could provide her with. “Come on then, I can’t take your load, but I’ll take your cock.”

You simply reply with a thrust, making her yelp, and soon both of you are off, no more quiet whispers, no more soft ASMR sounds, just loud moans and the sounds of bodies clapping roughly, Jisun eager to be pleasured and you eager to give her pleasure.

“This feels so good, why didn’t I think of- ah right there! The condom?!” Jisun wonders out loud between your thrusts.

“Why didn’t you!” you fire back.

“Because I- nngh!” Jisun’s first man-made orgasm rips through her, cutting off her thoughts as her face scrunches up in pleasure.

“You want to finish that thought?” you tease before thrusting again, making her whimper, a little payback for tricking you.

“No I- just do it again please?”

“When did Nagyung take over?”

“What?”

“The ASMR stuff, when did she take over?”

“That’s all me, after the ASMR it was all her.”

“Fine, so this should be hard then?” You lean down and suck on her stiff nipples, making her arch her back into you.

“Wait that’s- ah again!” Between your mouth and fingers on her nipples, all it takes is a few more ruts into Jisun before she climaxes once more. Her entire body clings on to your arms and legs, trying to get you to stop before you overload her with pleasure.

“One more?” you ask her, and she can’t even locate you, her eyes dazed and unfocused. Her ears still work however, and she nods. You place her feet on your chest and lift her hips a little off the bed, supporting her with your thighs. Jisun eyes widen in sudden pleasure before before being forced shut. You do the same, her legs closed together making her feel even tighter around you. She cries out with every thrust, your cock threatening to split her in half every time, knocking against her depths, hitting spots her dildo couldn’t reach.

“Fuck oppa, I can’t, no more, it’s too much-” Turns out, Jisun can, and you push one more shrill cry from her and make her cum around your shaft, her juices splashing on to your lap. You keep pumping into her through her orgasm, adding to her pleasure as you throb and release into the rubber, letting her feel you reach your climax. Your hold on her drops, and you collapse on top of Jisun, both of you breathing heavily.

“God I wished I could feel you cum in me right there,” Jisun laments.

“Always next time,” you promise before kissing her.

“I’ll hold you to that.” She smiles into the kiss, licking your lips appreciatively.

“Oppa, what about me!” Nagyung asks, hovering over the two of you.

“I thought you were done?”

“I can do more!”

“Yeah right, you were this close to blacking out!” Jisun scoffs.

“Shut up, I recovered now.”

“Sure, do what you want oppa.” Jisun squirms out from under you. “I’m going to go wash up. Oh, one thing.” Jisun leans in to whisper in your ear. “No Jisun, no mercy.”

You smile and watch as Jisun saunters out the door, thighs still stained with her slick. Then you see Nagyung right next to you, the mess between her legs cleaned up, but her body still covered in sweat from the orgasms you pounded into her - faintly you can still see your finger marks on her neck, and with the words Jisun uttered in your ear, a new desire takes you.

“On all fours,” you order her, and she happily complies. “Do you think you can wear Jisun’s clothes?” you ask her.

“Yeah? I think so? We’re about the same height.”

“Good. I can’t go again, but I’m going to make sure you stay overnight.” Nagyung gasps as you slip two fingers into her pussy, then groans as you slip another two fingers into her ass, opening her up once more, her rear walls still well lubricated. You lean down to whisper in her ear. “You know what they say: no Jisun, no mercy.”

“Oh god, fuck!” The first orgasm slams into her hard, her first experience with being fully stuffed sending her flying over the cliff. You don’t stop, and give her many more experiences with being double penetrated, each ending in an orgasm. Each announcement of her climax becomes shorter and shorter, until she is eventually simply groaning as one after another takes her.

After having made her climax several times, you realize you were lying, and together with a cleaned dildo from Jisun you stuff both her holes with phalli, the sudden increase in thickness making Nagyung collapse to the bed. Her tired and muffled cries fill the room as you work both her holes simultaneously. Nagyung’s moans become grunts, her brown hair a sweaty mess, her body simply twitching and surrendering to the frenzied pumps of cock and dildo. Quickly you reach your last sore climax, leaving a puddle of cum in her pussy. You pull out of her from both holes and she goes limp, ending up a puddle on the bed, drool leaking on to the bed, her mouth half open, gaping just like her pussy and ass.

You exit the room half-dressed, finding Jisun wearing a second set of noise-cancelling headphones, watching a movie on her laptop. She sees you and takes the headphones off.

“You two finished?”

“Umm yeah. Can you take care of Nagyung, she seemed pretty out of it,” you say almost apologetically, almost.

“Yeah that’s fine, I about expected that, girl can’t take it like I can.”

“She took two at once, maybe next time we’ll see if you can,” you tell Jisun with a smirk.

“I guess that’s another thing to explore next time,” she replies with a promising smile of her own. “Now go, it’s late, I have to get up early tomorrow.” You get dressed properly and plant a grateful goodbye kiss on Jisun before heading back to your place.

You check your phone for the first time since you arrived at Jisun’s place - you have a text from Saerom.

Hi oppa, how was it?

How was what?

Your “ASMR” session with Jisun, she left work early on Friday. I bet it was to prepare, I’m not dumb

Right, sorry, it was good

Really? Cool

Yeah, and Nagyung has really improved too!

Wait Nagyung was there too?

Shit, why did you include that?

Yes, Jisun had her… help out.

I’m coming over tomorrow oppa. That’s two rounds you owe me

You regret telling her about Nagyung right now, but future you won’t be regretting it when Saerom comes over.

Fromis App Part 9: How-to - Everglow Sihyeon

Hi, I am making a training video, and you’d be the perfect actor for it, are you interested?

You’d need to talk to Saerom about this—there have been too many ads recently, it’s becoming hard to tell who’s a bot and who’s genuine. You tap on the profile, just to make sure it’s a bot.

Kim Sihyeon

Lead of Everglow

Loves Americanos

You never heard of Everglow before, so at least something there is unique. You shrug and reply to her.

Sure, is this for the Everglow company? I never heard of them, what is the compensation like?

Oh I’m sure we can work something out, can you come by tomorrow night?

You didn’t have any plans tomorrow night, so might as well. You confirm the time and place tomorrow with Sihyeon before going to bed.

“Yue… hua? Entertainment?” You mutter to yourself as you arrive at the building Sihyeon told you to show up at. You see a figure waiting by the door inside, so you walk up and let yourself in.

“Miss Sihyeon?”

“That’s me, you must be the actor from the Fromis app?”

“That’s me.”

“Great, follow me please.” As you followed Sihyeon up the stairs, you couldn’t help but notice Sihyeon is a figure, her well-fit sweater and tight black pants combo nearly making you trip on the stairs more than once, the subtle sway of her hips making you follow her without being needed to be told. “Come in, please have a seat.” She gestures to a black leather couch—that, along with the camera setup, makes you think you’re on the wrong end of a porn video.

“What exactly are we filming?”

“A how-to video for one person. Just sit there and let me do the talking, speak when I prompt you.”

“Sure, I guess.” You shrug and take a seat on the comfy couch, shedding your jacket in the warm room. Sihyeon checks that the camera is filming, and then takes a seat next to you.

“Hello, I’m Sihyeon, and here is the video on how-to bring a man home.” Your head snaps to Sihyeon. What is she saying?

“First, you make eye contact, and smile.” Sihyeon turns to look at you, and once she catches your gaze you are hooked. Your eyes refuse to move from her pretty face, her dazzling smile stunning your thoughts.

“Hi, I’m Sihyeon, what’s your name?” You barely manage to stammer your name out, and you’re not sure the camera picked it up at all, but Sihyeon didn’t seem to care. “That’s great, I think you’re cute, what do you think about me?”

“I think you’re pretty too.”

“That’s great!” She smiles and turns to face the camera once more. “Once you’re sure he’s interested, start touching his hand, or his arm, or if you’re more daring—” Your breath catches in your chest when she places a hand on your thigh, gently rubbing it and squeezing it.

“What are you doing?” you ask Sihyeon in a hurried whisper.

“Seducing you.” She winks and turns back to the camera. “Get him to talk about himself, don’t be afraid to get a little flirty.” She squeezes you again when she faces you. “You have a sexy voice, anyone ever tell you that?”

“N-No, thank you!”

“What about me, do you find anything about me sexy?” Frankly you wanted to say everything, but you didn’t want to be crass, although Sihyeon seems to want exactly that.

“You… have a very nice figure.”

“Really? Thank you! I work out a lot to maintain it.” She gets up and does a body roll for your benefit, her body line sinuously moving endlessly in front of you, almost like a snake, or a snake charmer—were you the charmer or the charmed? She turns to face the camera, giving you a perfect view of her cushy behind and a delectable gap. “Next, make him think dirty thoughts about you, give him a tease.”

A comfortable pressure is suddenly on your thighs as Sihyeon sits down on you, an arm wrapping around your neck to face you at an angle. “Hi oppa! What are you thinking about?” The camera can’t see it, but Sihyeon is giving you the sexiest look you’ve ever seen, her fringe hiding her eyes a little, biting her lip as she asks you the question. You are sure she can feel your hardness pressing against her thighs, and you try to say something, anything to get you off her.

“Nothing, can you get off me, my legs are going numb.”

“Aww already? But you’re a comfortable seat, plus what would we do later then?”

“What are we doing later?”

“Oh you know~” She hits your chest playfully. “Ooh, so hard. Do you swim oppa?”

“Sometimes?”

“What’s your favorite stroke oppa? I like the doggy style one the best.”

“That’s more of a paddle—” you try to steer the conversation, but Sihyeon isn’t having any of it.

“Do you play team sports, like basketball? I love basketball!” She winks before continuing. “What’s your favorite position to play in?”

“Umm—”

“I like the cowgirl position!”

“I don’t think that’s a basketball position.”

“No, but it doesn’t matter does it?” She squirms in your lap, and you can feel your cheeks get red—no, it didn’t matter. Still hanging on to you she turns to the camera. “And now, you just whisper a little something something, and he’ll come back to your place!”

Sihyeon turns away from the camera and back to you, ostensibly whispering “a little something something” to you for the sake of the video, but it is so much more.

“You’re so hard, is that all for me?” She shifts herself, so that your hardness is right between her thighs. “The app said you were a good ‘ride’, I can’t wait to take you back for a test drive after this. That is, if you want to, of course.”

“What?”

“Would you like to come back to my place?” Sihyeon asks loudly, making sure the camera picks it up. “Consent is sexy, so always ask and be clear.”

“Yes.”

“Great, let’s go then.” Sihyeon gets off your lap and walks to the camera, and you hurriedly try to think about sports, try to flex your muscles, distract your blood flow, anything to bring your erection down. But all you can see is Sihyeon’s perfect ass and thighs as she bends over to stop the recording. “There, all done, thanks!”

“What sort of how-to video is that?” you ask her, still feeling the tightness in your pants and not trusting yourself to stand up.

“A colleague of mine is very shy and wants to be more assertive, so I’m filming it for her.”

“Oh, that’s… nice of you,” you say absentmindedly as you get up, putting on your jacket once more.

“Mmhmm, oh, and about payment.” Sihyeon saunters to you once more, and you suddenly feel the need to sit down again. She pulls on your jacket, pressing her hips to yours, a smile on her face when she feels you again. “I’m afraid I won’t be able to pay you in cash, but I’m sure you’ll accept 'alternative’ payments won’t you?” Her eyes flutter at the rate of your heartbeat.

You give in to temptation. “What type of payments do you offer?” Your hands find their way around her waist, before you slip them lower, squeezing her cheeks. Her hands take yours, moving it under her sweater and top she wore underneath.

“I could offer you payment in exposure. I think we should discuss further at my place, what do you say?”

So thick is the desire emanating from Sihyeon you swear you could smell it as you lean in to whisper in her ear.

“I consent.”

It doesn’t take long for Sihyeon to get on top of you once more, this time on her living room couch as she makes out with you. The grinding friction of her heat against your straining pants draws a groan from you, and your hands reach for the button to her pants. Gently she slaps your hand away.

“Now, now, you didn’t ask for consent.”

“Fine, can I take off your pants?”

“No.” She kisses you while running her hands down your body. “Not yet.” You gasp, feeling her hands under your t-shirt—she grinds on you even harder. You groan in pleasure, and decide to just go for it.

“Can I suck your tits?”

“Hmm? You haven’t even asked to take my top off yet.”

“Answer the question.”

“Yes, but—” You ignore the rest of Sihyeon’s sentence, roughly pawing over her sweater and making her moan at your sudden roughness. You dig into her sweater, finding the cups of her bra and pulling them up—it allows you to easily feel her stiff nipples even over the thick fabric. “Hey— ooh…”

Sihyeon groans as you lean in and suck on her nipples, the rough fabric of the sweater not an issue in the moment. Your hands and tongue play with Sihyeon as if her top was already off, and the friction of fabric on skin raises Sihyeon’s sensitivity to new heights. Her fingers twirl around your hair, pushing you deeper into her chest.

“Yes, keep going, keep sucking me. Nngh oh god—” She smashes your face into your chest, a sharp intake of breath, and then the telltale shudder of pleasure as Sihyeon gets off in your lap, still completely dressed.

“Needy are we?” you tease a panting Sihyeon. “Should have let me take off your pants.”

“Jerk. I’ll get you back for that.” She gets off you and between your legs. “Can I play with your cock?” You smile and nod—you knew what she wanted to do.

“Great.” She grabs your clothed shaft, and proceeds to make a mess of your pants, drooling all over it as she licks where your head would be. Sufficiently “lubricated”, her hand strokes you slowly as she sloppily kisses her way back up to you, leaving wet saliva marks all over your t-shirt.

“Just wait until I have your pants off, I’m going to lick your until you beg me to stop, but first I need to make a mess in your pants, all consensually of course.”

“Of course!” you grunt a little hurriedly, her words leaving you more turned on and dangerously close. “I give you consent now if you want to take off my pants.”

“Why would I want to do that?” She strokes you more firmly now. “Come on, just cum in your pants for me, then we’ll go take a shower, and then I’m going to ride you dry.” The thought proves too much, and the warmth in your pants grows exponentially as you begin spurting inside your boxers, a cheeky smile appearing on Sihyeon’s face as she feels your cum soak through the fabric and on to her hand. She takes her hand and begins licking it, and you respond with one more weak spurt into your boxers. “Delicious.”

Sihyeon leads you to her bathroom, and she doesn’t bother undressing you, instead choosing to take off her own clothes. “Ugh, look what you made me do!” She holds up her panties, and you take them, feeling her wetness on the small fabric.

“You’re welcome.” You follow her lead and take off your clothes, handing her your boxers in return.

“Pfft, come on.” She enters the shower, but you don’t.

“I never consented to showering with you.”

“Hah, fine. Enjoy the show then.” The door is left thankfully open as Sihyeon turns on the water, and for the first time you are able to properly take in her gorgeous figure—the showers hits her and flows down her sleek black hair, rivulets of water detouring to the curves of her chest, still slightly red from your vigorous handling of them earlier.

The rest of it go down her back, gently sloped at an angle for your benefit, most of the water ramping off her hips, but a few lucky streams follow the curves over her butt and down her thighs, ending their journey on the floor. In the front, the streams that don’t get caught on her perfect obstacles trail further down her body, following her abs down between her legs, where they taper off at the apex of her thighs, joining a different kind of liquid that drips on to the floor—you are not the only one enjoying the show.

Sihyeon smirks as she exits the stall, eyeing your length pointing right at her. She grabs a towel, vigorously tousling her hair and wrapping herself in it.

“Don’t take too long, I don’t want to—” One stroke is all you get, and it is enough to make you weak in the knees. “Dry up.”

You shower literally blows by you, the water barely touching your skin before you are already scrubbing yourself clean. In record time you step out of the shower, barely dry (although you were barely wet from the shower too), and you step into Sihyeon’s bedroom, still stark naked.

“That was fast, can’t wait?”

“No.”

“Good, me neither.” As soon you reach the bed she is pulling you towards her, using your lack of balance to flip you on to the bed. Immediately she is straddling you, and the heat on your stomach tells you that yes, she couldn’t wait either.

“Can you take off the towel?” you ask, the annoying piece of cloth still covering her substantially. With a swish she unwraps the towel and tosses it to the side, giving you a clear view of her flawless skin and fit figure. Leaning in she kisses you hungrily down your body, teasing your nipples just like you did hers.

Of far greater effect though, is her wet heat rubbing on your length, making you groan and her hot breath quicken as she continues to kiss and lick and suck every inch of your skin. You try to sit up, but the look that Sihyeon gives you is enough for you to stop—she was going to ride you cowgirl, or not at all.

“Can you fuck me already?”

“Mmm not specific enough, you need to be specific when asking for consent, you know,” Sihyeon teases you. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

You plant a kiss in her neck before growling. “I need you to sit on my cock, sink all the way down.”

“Mmhmm, you’re going to wear me like a hat aren’t you, so big. What else?” Sihyeon growls back, her eyes dilated in arousal as she hears you continue.

“You’re going to grind on me, so nice and tight and wet.”

“Oh yes I am, I’m going to love grinding on this thick meat.” She bucks her hips once, making both of you groan in pleasure.

“I want you to cum for me, I want to see how wet you get.”

“Yeah? You made me ruin my underwear, I’m going to ruin you too you know.” Sihyeon is already reaching for your cock. She pauses for the briefest of moments, and you can feel a drop of her juice leaking on to your tip. “Do you consent?”

“Ye—fuck!” Before you can finish your one syllable reply Sihyeon grabs hold of your length, hands free. All you can do is tightly grip the sheets of her bed, just as tightly as she is gripping you as she lowers herself inch by inch.

“There, mmm, all in.” Sihyeon mewls in satisfaction as she sits on your crotch, filled to the brim with meat. “How does it feel?”

“Fucking amazing, you’re so—” She flexes her muscles and grips you even tighter. “Sihyeon!”

“Good, I’m going to fuck you now.” She pushes herself off you, her hands on your chest for support as she starts grinding you. Your cock is driven in all sorts of directions by Sihyeon—however she gyrates, your cock follows too, the pleasure too delicious to resist, your head rolling on the pillow when she rolls her hips.

Gradually Sihyeon loses herself in the grinding, her eyes blankly staring at you, mouth hanging open, her body on autopilot, grinding on you however she wanted in search of maximum bliss. She finds it when you subtly sink your hips before jabbing them back up into her, half bouncing and half grinding your tip deep inside her, making her yelp and squeal.

“Keep doing that!” You work in tandem with her, your eyes focused on her breasts bouncing hypnotically—a way to delay the onrush of pressure building inside you. Of course, that view has no effect on the owner of said breasts, and Sihyeon’s orgasm is rushing at her quickly.

“I’m going to cum, yes, yes yes—” Her final scream is cut short as you hold her still with your hands, sending her into a daze, her mind reeling from the shock of an orgasm denied. “What? What are you doing!”

“You didn’t ask for consent to cum.”

“What! I-I’m the one in charge.”

“Sure, but if I don’t consent, you’re not allowed to cum.”

“But, but—” She sputters uselessly.

“I have a condition.”

“What is it?”

“You get to ride me, but turn around, I want you to twerk on me until you cum, can you do that?”

Immediately Sihyeon gets off you quickly and turns around, her slit leaking slick all over you as she does so. With barely any fanfare she sheathes you inside her once more and turns around to ask, “Can I cum?”

“Yes, go ahead, cum for me.”

You groan and moan as Sihyeon works her hips back and forth on top of you, her butt and thighs jiggling with every twerk of her hips, your entire shaft still embedded inside her. Having been denied once Sihyeon works herself furiously on top of you, eager to cum before you change your mind.

“I’m going to cum, gonna cum, gonna cum!” You watch her reach a hand between her legs, clearly aiming for her clit, and what happens next takes you by surprise.

“Fucking cumm—nngh, fuck!”

With a groan and a low moan Sihyeon buries her face in the sheets as she squirts all over you. The orgasm crushes her back into a curve, her hips now high in the air. You slip out of her, and it is followed by a gush of slick splattering all over your body, the orgasm so much stronger for Sihyeon after being denied once. Sihyeon’s climax continues with smaller and smaller squirts, her hips still bucking mindlessly in the air, as if begging to be fucked.

Mad with lust you do just that, getting up and kneeling on the bed, aligning yourself behind her. A groan that is more animal than human escapes Sihyeon as you thrust back in. Her slick drips and travels down her back when you press your body over hers, a reverse shower of sorts as you drip her juice on her. You lean over Sihyeon’s trembling form to whisper in her ear.

“You said you liked doggy style right? I’m going to fuck you like one now, do you consent?”

“Yes, yes please!” Sihyeon moans out deliriously, still drunk on her orgasm.

True to your words what follows is more mating than anything as you hump Sihyeon madly. Wanton cries tear themselves from her throat as you thoroughly fuck her with deep thrusts, your hands going to her breasts and grabbing on to them, making her support the two of you as your hips pump back and forth into her, both of you panting like mad dogs in heat.

Animalistic grunts echo in the room as you release a tired Sihyeon from your grasp and letting her collapse on the bed. Your hands go to her butt instead, groping and grasping at her flesh. The rough push and pulls of your coupling rub her sensitive nipples on the bedsheets, and Sihyeon tightens on you, back suddenly tense, arms suddenly taut and fingers digging into the sheets—she lets go with a whimper and a moan.

“Mmmm!” Sihyeon bites into the sheets as she squirts all over your length again, your body a complete mess of her juices. Like a literal fruit you squeeze her butt as she sprays and gushes, the soaked patch on her sheets growing with every knead of her ass. You pump her until she stops leaking, leaving her “dried up” most satisfactorily.

All good things must come to an end however. “I’m going to cum! Where—”

“Wherever you want,” Sihyeon says tiredly, her breath stilted and jerky with every thrust you put into her.

“I’m going to cum all over you, do you consent?”

“Yes! I consent!” Gasping, she barely gets the words out before you pull out, sending streaks of white up her back and her raven black hair. You turn her over tiredly, and the next few shots land on her breasts and abs. She cranes her neck forward and you move up her body in response, the last few spurts cover her flushed face, and the last few drops land in her mouth. Exhausted you collapse next to Sihyeon, watching her semen-covered chest heave as she recovers with you.

“Mmm fuck, that was good, you are a good ride, 5 stars,” she remarks in a haze.

“Thanks, you are not so bad yourself.” Sihyeon smiles at your quip and rolls over, but your cum on her back makes her feel the stickiness on the sheets. “Sorry about that,” you mutter apologetically, getting her tissues as she carefully removes what she can from her hair as well.

“It’s fine, I’ll go take a shower. Mind if I go first?” She asks, heading to the bathroom already.

“Sure.” You sit on the bed, waiting for her to finish. You hear the shower run though, and immediately the image of her body in the shower fills your thoughts again. You walk over to the bathroom.

“Actually, mind if I join you?”

She turns and smiles. “I thought you’d never ask.”

You drink from Sihyeon this time, pushing her back against the wall before getting between her thighs, one leg hooked on your shoulder as you press your tongue against her lips. The shower drowns out her cries of joy as you eat her out, but it does not dilute the taste of her juices when you tonguefuck her to another wet peak.

Sihyeon sinks to her knees, and you thought you had taken too much out of her, but as it turns out, she’s there to take more out of you.

“May I?” Her hand is already reaching for you.

“Of course.”

Sihyeon’s tongue does an equally good job, and with her skilled muscle wrapped around you, you cum the moment your tip hits the back of her throat, giving her everything you have left and pushing it down her gullet. Satisfied with her drink she pulls back, opening her mouth to show you it was thoroughly enjoyed.

“Now then, may I clean you?”

“Only if I may clean you.”

Tiredly you wash each other before finally getting dressed, with Sihyeon quickly rinsing and drying your boxers before you put them on. “There, that’s manageable.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

“I hope you enjoyed the 'payment’ as much as I did.”

“Yes, it was amazing. Sorry about your sheets.”

“No no, if you can make me do that, you’re welcome to do that to me any time.” For once Sihyeon blushes at her own bluntness. “I wouldn’t mind if you wanted more 'payment’.”

“Of course, I’ll come by if I want more 'payment’, consensually, of course.”

“Consensually, yes.”

You say your goodbyes, and you don’t hear from Sihyeon for a little bit, until randomly, you see a message from her on the Fromis app.

Hey, so the video was great, but my colleague here wants some hands-on experience

Hands-on experience for picking up guys?

And what happens after ;) You will be paid of course, that is, if you consent to doing this

Your reply is quick.

I consent

Fromis App Part 10: Learning to shut up - Everglow Yiren

“Hi, thanks for coming.” Sihyeon greets you formally as you enter the building.

“Sure, no problem. Come on, we’re leaving.”

“Already?” Sihyeon holds the door you just walked through open, and you find yourself crossing the threshold twice in as many seconds. Confused, you follow her out the door, walking about fifteen minutes to a bar.

She plants you at the bar as soon as you enter. “Okay, just sit here. Order whatever you want, drinks are on me.”

“Wait, where are you going?”

“To observe.” Right, she was helping her colleague with picking up guys.

“How do I know who it is?”

“You’ll know, she is painfully obvious.” With a wave to you Sihyeon walks through the crowd and disappears. You shrug and get the attention of the bartender, ordering a Moscow mule for yourself.

“Ooh, a copper cup, is that a Moscow mule? Did you know that if your mug isn’t plated with another metal, you can actually dissolve the copper in the drink? I heard it’s poisonous.” A wide-eyed lady takes the seat next to you.

You wince and peer into your mug, and suddenly you don’t feel like drinking, your head seeming to spin—is it from the copper? “Huh, really…” you reply to her unenthusiastically.

“Yah, you idiot!” Sihyeon’s voice suddenly appears behind you. “You’re supposed to make him want to go home with you, not send him home feeling sick!”

“You-You said start with an interesting fact about their drink…” The wide-eyed lady mumbles to herself.

“Choose something that isn’t about poison! God you’re hopeless!” Sihyeon turns to you apologetically. “Sorry, this is my colleague Yiren. As you can see, she’s terrible at picking guys up and having a normal conversation.”

You take a moment to look over Sihyeon’s colleague—she is gorgeous, her eyes eagerly shining, her lips in a slight pout, unsure of herself. Her long hair draped to one side, a cute, almost elfish ear peeking out from the other. Your eyes follow Yiren’s hair down her body, past her short top and ending perfectly on her exposed midriff.

“Are you sure she isn’t the one getting picked up? I mean, she’s cute, very pretty.” You ignore Yiren’s blush and try your best to give a “professional” evaluation—after all, this is supposedly training for her.

“Yeah but she has a mouth full of coffee grounds.” You look at Sihyeon questioningly. “No filter.”

“Sorry! I’m sure your drink is fine, copper is only poisonous past a certain point, and I doubt there’s enough copper leaking into your drink, I think…” Yiren goes quiet at Sihyeon’s withering look.

“Enough, about, poison!” Sihyeon hisses and pushes Yiren into the seat next to you. “Talk about something else, anything else, no poison.”

“Umm, would you like anything to drink?” you ask Yiren as Sihyeon stomps away.

“Just beer would work.”

“Smart, something that comes in a glass.” You joke, making her blush even harder.

“Stop!” she hits you gently.

“That’s good, some guys like cute. So why are you doing this, do you really have guy problems?”

“Yes, like Sihyeon unnie said, I always overtalk, and say the wrong things, and turn people off. Like that one time I met a guy—”

“Stop, why are you bringing up another guy in front of the one you’re talking to. It’s like dating, people don’t want to hear about your ex.” Abashed, Yiren falls silent again. You had to do something different for her. “Come on, kiss me.”

“What did you say?”

“Come here and kiss me. If you’re bad at talking, just start off strong and kiss him, that way you won’t say something wrong at all.” Yiren looks at you, her eyes boring a hole through your gaze. She blinks, and everything changes.

A weight is in your lap, but you’re busy being pulled into a kiss—no, a snog—as Yiren latches on to you. Her lips part, and her tongue asks for a dance. A muffled moan escapes her as your tongues tango and tangle, Yiren’s burst of enthusiasm pulling you along. Her hands on you grow bolder, wrapping around your neck. Her weight shifts, and you groan into her mouth, her thighs rubbing against your erection. Your hand moves down her shoulder, lower and lower—

“Ahem, your beer, miss.”

The bartender pulls the two of you apart with a simple drink, alcohol for once a cockblocker. Yiren blinks again and the transformation is reversed. Shyly she returns to her seat.

“Umm, yes, I think that would work Yiren, just do that and you have no problems picking guys up.” You hem and haw, trying to keep up appearances.

“Right, thanks.” Yiren takes a deep breath and downs her beer. To your surprise she then grabs you by the wrist. A wink, and the seductive Yiren is back. “Want to come back to my place?”

“I-I’m sorry?” Yiren blinks again, nonplussed by your reaction—she simply expected you to follow her.

“I mean, Sihyeon unnie said to ‘Close the deal when you have him.’ I thought you would want to come back with me, I was in your lap and I felt you were pretty hard, although I wasn’t sure about your size, I would guess you are about—” You cough and hastily stop her before she spills everything in front of the bartender, who is silently chuckling at her.

“Yes, let’s go, thanks.” You toss the bartender a tip. “Put it on the Everglow tab.”

“Yes sir, I’ll close it out with Miss Kim.” They wave to someone behind you, and you see clearly Sihyeon smirking at the two of you—she waves you goodbye as Yiren drags you out of the bar.

“Come in, would you like a drink?”

“Yes, water would be good.” You take a seat on her couch, and Yiren brings you both a glass of water. Quickly the room falls silent once the glasses of water stand empty.

“So what do you do once you bring them back?” you ask Yiren. You feel a hand on your face, and in an instant Yiren’s lips are on yours, kissing you again, although this time more reserved, a little tentative. After a short while she pulls back.

“Was that okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know, Sihyeon unnie said just kiss them, and then either they will jump me, or I can jump them. But how would we know which is better, I don’t know if I can take their body weight, and they don’t know how heavy I am either, and that’s not something I really want to disclose beforehand, and—”

You shut Yiren up with a kiss, this time aggressively pushing her down on to the couch. Your hands pin hers to the sides of her head, and your tongue lashes against her lips until she gives you entrance. You grind against her, pushing your hips down on her, making sure she feels you.

And then you stop, getting off Yiren and watching her flushed face look up at you in suddenly cut-off desire. “Mmph! What—”

“That was me jumping you.” She blinks once, twice, and then smiles.

“Got it.” Yiren almost leaps off the sofa, swinging her legs around you and straddling you on the sofa. Like a pirate she holds you still, her tongue immediately plundering your mouth, your defenses caught off guard by her sudden change. You can’t help but moan into the kiss as she slips her hands under your shirt. The moan is reciprocated as she sinks into your lap, rutting herself against your clothed stiffness—she is as wet as you are hard. But just as soon as it began, it was over, and Yiren pulls back from you triumphantly. “That was me jumping you.”

“Which one did you prefer?” you manage between pants.

“I liked being in your lap. But let’s move to somewhere more comfortable.” Yiren has you on a string, her lips dancing close to yours, but not close enough to touch. As she pulls away and gets off you, like a puppy you follow her to the bedroom.

“Sit, wait here. Let me get into something more comfortable.” Yiren pushes you on the bed and enters her bathroom, leaving you hard, gasping, and waiting. Where did this Yiren come from? You were left wondering which was Yiren’s true nature, but she doesn’t give you much time to think, as she comes back dressed in a tiny black skirt and a sexy white shirt.

“Wait, umm, it doesn’t seem like you need any help with what happens after you bring them back,” you point out.

"Is that what Sihyeon unnie said?”

“Yeah, she said you needed experience on what happens after.”

“Oh, she just means I wanted to get laid. As you can tell, I have some trouble bringing guys back, so it’s been a while. But once I have you, you’re mine!” Yiren pounces on you, her hands already pulling on your shirt. She purrs and marks your neck as she explores your upper body before going below the belt.

“Wait, I want to see you too.”

“Later, I want to see all of you first.” A clink, and your belt is loose, along with your jeans. With a swift tug you are naked under Yiren’s gaze, and she is still completely dressed.

“It’s not fair that you are still dressed!” you complain, almost whining.

“I’ll make it up to you, right now.”

“Fuck!” you groan loudly into her bedroom as Yiren drops to her knees and takes you in her mouth with an exaggerated slurp. She slobbers all over your shaft.

“Mmm, such a nice cock, Sihyeon unnie already took you on a ride right? Did you enjoy her? I bet I’m tighter though, god I can’t wait for you to stretch me, tear me open. I’m going to be gaping so hard after you’re done impaling me with this. But first…” It turns out Yiren is unfiltered in both the best and worst ways, especially as she cups your balls and licks the underside of your cock from tip to base. “So heavy, you’ll have a lot for me right? I can taste it already, so salty and thick.”

“Oh god Yiren…” You moan deliriously as she takes a ball in her mouth, gently sucking and tugging on one sack then the other. Her hands are not idle either, stroking your shaft as she threatens to suck you dry through your balls. “Fuck I’m close already!” you warn her, but that only eggs her on more.

“Already? I hope you can get hard for me again quickly then. I’m so wet from eating your cock, I think I need to give my pussy a taste too, such a nice and delicious cock. You’re like hard candy, I just want to hold it in my mouth and swirl it the whole time, until finally I get to gooey center, mmph—”

You groan and threaten to crush her skull in your hands, pulling her deep on your cock before exploding in her mouth. Yiren grabs your ass, pushing herself deeper on your shaft, thoroughly enjoying your orgasm—a trickle of juice leaks down her thighs, her own potty mouth turning her on just as much.

When you finish Yiren climbs back on to the bed, straddling you once more. You gasp in hypersensitivity as you feel her wet heat on your half-erect shaft—she wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath the skirt.

“I gather you liked my dirty talk?” Yiren asks as she begins stripping her top, finally allowing you to see her wonderful figure—curves in just the right spots, breasts perfect for her frame, a tummy just right for squeezing as she rides you.

“Mmhmm, why can’t you use those skills in general conversation? Like earlier when we met.”

“Please, my mind is always in the gutter. It took all my concentration to remember the copper poison fact while I was imagining how you and Sihyeon would have fucked.”

“What?!”

“I mean, unnie said you were a good ride, so you know, a girl wonders. And now I’m going to find out.” A luxurious groan escapes Yiren as she sinks her hips down on you, the skirt an acceptable annoyance as you feel rather than see yourself disappearing into her body.

“Fuck that’s nice, you want to see how you stretch me out?” Teasingly she lifts her skirt, allowing you to see her crotch pressed against yours. Yiren is incredibly tight, and your head spins a little as she clenches on you—you swear you can see the outline of your bulge inside her as she begins bouncing on top of you. Yiren’s dirty talk doesn’t help either.

“You’re definitely the biggest I’ve ever had, fuck! How do you fit in anyone, so fucking big. Good thing I’m so wet from all that build up, I was afraid I would soak your jeans earlier at the bar. It was nice to be in your lap, I almost wanted you to just fuck me right there at the bar, just let you bounce me on your monster. I wonder if Sihyeon unnie would notice if we were fucking right there, maybe she would join in, you know? She’s pretty hot herself, I wouldn’t mind, do you think she would?”

“Mmm shut up Yiren, fuck!” is your only coherent reply, her filthy thoughts escalating your situation inside her.

“I thought you liked my dirty talk, is my potty mouth too much for you? Maybe if you fuck me properly I’ll shut up.” Her eyes flash mischievously at you, and you take the bait.

“Fine.” You hold her against you before swiftly rolling her on to her back. She gasps as you pull roughly out of her, followed by the tearing of fabric as you rip the skirt off.

“Hey—aaah!” Plunge right back into Yiren, not too kindly at all.

“Shut up and take it!” you growl into her neck, setting a quick pace and trying to pound her into silence. It backfires though, as even screaming in pleasure Yiren is loquaciously vulgar.

“Oh fuck right there, fucking pound me into tomorrow oppa! Ahh, nnngh! You’re going to fuck me wide open, I’m going to be so sore, my pussy is going to be all red and raw. Fuck yes right there, you’re going to fucking break my g-spot, keep hammering me!” Her words spur you on, and you spread her thighs, ramming her into the bed.

“That’s it, fucking spread me open, my pussy’s going to be my biggest hole after this. Oh fuck, yes I’m fucking cumming soon, deeper, you can do it, get fucking deeper in me! Fucking—unnngh…” Yiren finally falls silent as her orgasm catches in her throat, her round eyes rolling briefly in her head. She shudders then makes up for the second of silence by screaming her lungs out as she climaxes, nearly deafening you. Her limbs wrap around you tightly as she bucks her hips up into you, her breathless gasps letting you know she isn’t done yet.

“Keep going, I can still fucking cum some more!” You grit your teeth and oblige her request, thrusting and powering through her orgasmic tightness, small squeals of approval your reward for listening to her. Gradually, out of breath and strength from several climaxes, Yiren quiets down, the dirty talk reduced to a few “fuck yeah"s and "so good"s. It doesn’t take long to get her breath back though.

"Mmm you are a good fuck,” Yiren runs her fingers through her hair and stretches underneath you, thoroughly satisfied by the “training” tonight. “You didn’t cum yet did you?”

“No, but really close.”

“Pull out for a second.” Reluctantly you listen to her, your shaft shining with a layer of her slick.

“I know I have a potty mouth, so…” she lays on the bed, her head hanging off the edge. “How about you come clean it out for me, I could use some—” you gasp as she touches your tip with a finger, a string of precum following her finger into her mouth. “Mouthwash.”

Without thinking you position yourself at the edge of the bed, and with a “Mmmphk!” from Yiren you plunge as far as you can down her throat. She drools and chokes and gags obscenely, but she doesn’t tap out, and over and over you fuck her throat. Your heavy balls slap against her face as you give her mouth a deep cleaning with your tool, making sure every inch is coated with precum.

“I like you better this way Yiren, much quieter when stuffed with cock.” You tease, your thrusts more brutal now as you get closer to your peak—her throat is definitely bulging a little with every skull-penetrating thrust. “Fuck, get ready for your mouthwash.”

Mouthwash should be swirled before being swallowed, and you pull part of the way out of Yiren’s mouth before you blow, making sure you fill her thoroughly with the thickest mouthwash on the market. Yiren tries her best, her tongue swishing your cum in her mouth, but she chokes and spills some of it, making it leak out the side of her lips, ruining her make up, some of it ending up on her eyes and hair.

You didn’t care, you were still cumming, and since she wanted to drain you, you would make sure she does so.

“Now swallow.” You push forward again, your tip swabbing her throat as you pump the last few spurts of cum straight to her belly. You slip out when you are completely drained, the last string of semen drawing a white line across Yiren’s prettily ruined face.

You collapse on the bed next to her. “Fuck Yiren, you are amazing!”

“Not—ack—not so bad yourself!” You hurry to get her a glass of water, helping her wash the last of your seed down her throat. Yiren quickly clears her throat before continuing. “That was good fun, would you be down to do it again next time? Because if you are I won’t have to worry about trying to pick up other guys again, I can just get you and skip the awkward conversation part. Or are you fuck buddies with Sihyeon unnie already? I wonder if she’s the jealous type, I actually don’t know, I should ask her, are you two exclusive fuck buddies or—”

You throw Yiren a towel to quiet her for a moment while she cleans herself up. “We’re not fuck buddies, we’ve only done it once, she said you needed training, which is why I came today.”

“Well, would you fuck her again? Would you fuck me again?”

“Yes, I guess?”

“Great, we’re fuck buddies then. I’m sure Sihyeon unnie wouldn’t mind being fuck buddies with you too, she found you through the Fromis app right? I’ll match with you there. Nice, I won’t have to put up with small talk anymore.”

“I mean, pretty sure you can pick up guys yourself, I don’t know why Sihyeon had 'training’ for you.”

“She’s just tired of being my wingwoman when I mess up. I mean, would you have come back with me if all I talked about was the poison stuff?”

“Probably not?”

“See, I’m fine with bedroom talk, but I’m terrible outside of it, that’s why unnie helps me out. But if I have you around, I won’t need to bother with that then, so be my fuck buddy.”

“I mean, I won’t say no to that,” you answer honestly.

"Great, I look forward to next time then oppa.”

The two of you get dressed, and Yiren walks you to the door. Dressed in glasses and an oversized sweatshirt, she looked cute, if not downright adorable—you have to remind yourself that she has the vocabulary to make a pirate blush.

“Thanks for tonight, I hope I’ll see you again soon? Be careful on the way back, I heard at night your chances of getting murdered go up by like five percent or something—”

You can’t help but laugh and kiss her. “You really are something else Yiren. You know, it might be better for you to text than talk, that way you’ll think through things before saying them.”

“Oh, maybe you’re right.” She blinks, and naughty Yiren is back again. “Maybe I’ll sext you, record myself speaking dirty and send it to you, do you need images, or a video too?”

You need to get out before Yiren pulls you in like a siren.

“I’ll see you around!” You hastily wave goodbye to her before she can grab hold of you. Under her breath Yiren mumbles to herself as she watches you leave.

“You won’t shut me up that easily, you’d have to choke me—hmm, is he into choking? I’ll text him that!” Yiren begins planning for all the ways you could shut her up next time.

Fromis App Part 11: Switch Off - Gyuri

“Wow, is this everyone in Fromis? I think I recognize everyone, I thought the company was huge from the building!” you comment to Saerom as you follow her into their end of year party. It was effectively a club on the top floor of the company building. Open bar, a dance floor, a DJ—everything you need to let loose.

“No, it’s just a bunch of servers and documents. Pretty sure you’ve fucked everyone by now, I think.” You nearly drop the drink Saerom hands you as she comments on your activities offhandedly. “Well, everyone at the top level. Come on, we have a table.” You follow behind Saerom, and she leads you to what was clearly a VIP area, corded off and behind a curtain. It opens up to an empty table and seats, but as soon as you and Saerom take a seat, everyone you know comes flowing in.

“Oppa! Glad you came!” Jiwon flashes her pretty eyes, blinking coquettishly at you while she scoots next to you. “We’re going for round two later right?” She winks to let you know she isn’t talking about drinks.

“Yah drop it! He’s Saerom unnie’s date!” Chaeyoung pushes Jiwon off the seat next to you. “You know, it’s not too late for Christmas oppa, I’ve been naughty last year, I feel like getting naughtier this year… Oops!” She spills a little of her drink on herself.

“You should listen to your own words!” Hayoung pinches Chaeyoung’s ear and pulls her off. Chaeyoung pouts and goes back out to replace her spilled drink while Hayoung takes the newly vacated seat. “Oppa, think you can talk to Saerom? I’ll take sharing you with her.”

“Saerom I think they’re all drunk,” you mutter as Saerom pulls an already tipsy Nagyung in.

“And you’re the meat appetizer.” Saerom laughs and throws Nagyung into your lap, who immediately clings on to you. “Let’s see… Hayoung, Chaeyoung’s outside, Jiwon, Seoyeon, Gyuri—oh, where’s Gyuri?”

“Probably still in the basement, that nerd!” Nagyung nearly makes you deaf with her loud reply.

“Who’s Gyuri?”

“Oh, you haven’t met her yet? You should go get her then. Take the lift down to the basement, she’s probably still in the library.” Thankful to have an excuse to get away from all the other Fromis employees swarming you, you squirm out of Nagyung’s grasp and hurriedly exit the “club”. The rest of the building is silent, and the ding of the elevator rings loudly as you reach the basement. Through glass doors the shape of numerous bookshelves can be seen in the dim light, the library dark save for a light peeking through gaps in the shelves. You let yourself in and head towards the light source.

“Gyuri?”

“Yes?” Gyuri looks up at you, and she tilts her head when you stay silent. “Can I help you?”

You’re still trying to process how pretty she looked under the otherwise plain desk light. “Ah, yes. Saerom sent me to get you for the party.”

“Oh, is it that time already?” She turns back to her computer. “I almost have this though.” You look at her screen and see her playing a game of Wordle. You lean over and scan the screen.

“Hmm, you have ‘irate’ and 'shoal’, and ’S’ and 'A’ are in the right spots and you have an 'R’. That means 'U’ is your only vowel left, so it’s ’S’ and then 'U’, something, 'A’, and something. And one of them is 'R’.” You ponder for a moment. “Why don’t you try 'Sugar’?”

Gyuri types in your suggestion, and she squeals when five green blocks show up on screen. “Yes you got it! Wow that was only three tries!” She blinks, and seems to notice you properly for the first time. “Oh, you’re that guy on the app.”

“That guy?”

“The one all the others can’t shut up about. I just assumed you were a dumb meathead, or a meatstick rather, going by how they all talk about you.”

“Uhh I guess?”

“Well, I’m glad you’re not just a meatstick. Come on, let’s go then.” Gyuri turns off the light and grabs her jacket, motioning you to follow her out the library. She is surprisingly quiet though, and the ding of the elevator is still loud as you exit it at “club” level.

“Yah Gyuri why are you late? And oppa come here!” A half-drunk Chaeyoung waves you over to her as Gyuri takes a seat at the corner of the table. Chaeyoung places a drink in your hand, and before you know it you’re doing a love shot with her, to loud protests from the others. Saerom thankfully calms the room.

“Okay okay, everyone is here and Chaeyoung is done hogging oppa.” Saerom refills your glass and raises her own. “Cheers!”

“Cheers!” You’re on your second shot in two minutes. The next few come quickly, as everyone is jealous about Chaeyoung getting a love shot with you, so you have to do one with each of them. By the time you’re done the room spins on an axis, the lights blinding and blinkering.

“Whew, I need to get some air.” You stumble and your hands reach for support, but miss and almost clear the table of drinks, if it wasn’t for Saerom, who catches you.

“Ugh he drank too fast, Gyuri, can you help him out? All the others are too tipsy.” Gyuri sighs and slips your arm over her shoulders, half carrying you out of the VIP lounge. As soon as you are out of the thick lounge air though, you head immediately feels clearer.

“Thanks, it’s much better here, I can walk on my own.”

“Are you sure?” Her hand doesn’t leave you arm as you exit the room.

“Yes, I’m good now, sorry for troubling you.”

“Not at all.” Gyuri leaves you, but to your surprise she doesn’t head back to the lounge. No, she heads for the exit.

“You’re leaving already?”

“Yeah, we did the cheers, that’s good enough, tell Saerom I left.”

“You sure?”

“Mmhmm, I’ll see you, and thanks for the help on the puzzle!” After taking a breather outside, you head back into the “club”, and you note that things have calmed down somewhat—it looks like most of them are thankfully calm drunks.

But they are still dirty drunks. “Oppa! Are you back from doing Gyuri unnie already?” Seoyeon slurs her words. “Did you go ding-dong all over her back?”

“Yeah right, Gyuri unnie doesn’t drop her panties for anyone with less than 400 IQ!” Nagyung declares loudly, rendering you half deaf again.

“Pabo, no one has an IQ that high!” Saerom declares with a giggle, smacking Nagyung in the head.

“Ow! E-Exactly! Gyuri hasn’t gotten any!”

“Who knows, she never tells us anything!”

“Okay, are we done speculating about our coworker yet?” Saerom reminds them. “Gyuri doesn’t want to tell us about her sex life, and that’s fine.”

“Why, are you going to tell us about your sex life?” Chaeyoung fires back, and Saerom turns red. “What are all the ways oppa has fucked you, and when can we expect that to be done to us?”

You and Saerom disappear under their hungry gazes, and after a few drinks a tipsy and giggling Saerom is shyly but truthfully telling everyone bawdy tales about what the two of you do, earning you looks of disgust, desire, and laughter, depending on the act. You cut the night short, making up an excuse and sweeping Saerom off her feet to retire for the night, to catcalls and many messages from the other Fromis employees on your phone. All but from Gyuri.

That changes the next week though, as you see that you have a direct message from Gyuri on the app.

Hey.

Hey, I didn’t know you could send messages without matching first

It’s a new feature I think, called DM, for direct message.

Creative acronym, what’s up?

Would you like to do an escape room with me?

That was random, but it would be fun.

Sure, let me know!

“Hi Gyuri!” you greet her with a smile as she waits at the entrance of the escape room, called Midnight Guest. You couldn’t help but rove over her figure—a simple jacket over her top, her midriff a magnet for your gaze. Her powder blue skirt below reveals plenty of leg. The library stocked fashion magazines, it looks like.

“Hey, glad you could make it, let’s go!”

The two of you are greeted by someone dressed as an hotel concierge.

“Good evening, you will be staying in room 469, said to be haunted by spirits and apparitions. You are tasked with uncovering the secrets of the room and dispelling any supernatural activity, but be careful, that room is said to receive frequent midnight guests, you never know what will visit upon you.” They blink and revert to customer service mode. “Did you make a reservation?”

“Yes, Jang Gyuri, for two?”

“Ah yes, Miss Jang, right this way please.” The employee leads you to one of many room 469’s in the building, and with a flourish allows the two of you in. “Good luck!” The door closes behind them, and with a loud click you are locked in the escape room.

“Sweet, let’s get to it!” Most of the puzzles were easy, some variations of riddles and pattern recognition, each key unlocking the next puzzle, and the multiple locks on the exit door eventually get unlocked one by one. Surprisingly, for someone who invited you to the escape room, Gyuri took a really hands-off approach, simply wandering around the room and looking for clues rather than helping you solve the puzzles in front of you.

The last puzzle was a tough one, a series of beep tones through a phone—has to be Morse, you think.

“Can you help me find a Morse code chart? It will have lots of dots and dashes.”

“Oh, sure.” The two of you look around the room for it, and by luck Gyuri finds one stuck under a nondescript table. “Is this it?”

“Great, thanks!” You take the chart and plant yourself in front of the phone, listening to the tones and trying to decipher the code. G-H-O—

“Hey, is that the last puzzle?”

“Uh yeah, we’re almost done, there’s only one lock left.” Damn, missed those letters.

“Hey—”

“One sec.” You wave distractedly in Gyuri’s direction.

“Oh, there’s a label on the lock, it’s a keypad. It says, 'Spirit in mass’, what does that mean?”

“I don’t know, let me figure this out first.” W-E-I—

“Can you hold on to this for me?” Gyuri asks, and annoyed, you reach a hand out, taking whatever it is she gave you and stuffing it in your pocket without further thought. You tap on the table a few times as you listen closely, making sure you get the full message.

“Ghost weight 0g? What is that supposed to mean!” you wonder out loud. Turning around, you spot Gyuri simply looking at you, leaning against a desk. “Any ideas?”

“Yeah, come here.” You walk up to her, and Gyuri hops on the desk. “I have several ideas.”

“What are— mmph!” Gyuri pull you towards her, kissing you and letting you fall over her. She tasted sweet, and you find yourself wanting to taste more, your tongue brushing against her lips. She lets out a soft moan, and you remember where you are and jolt away from her. “What are you doing? We’re in an escape room, they have cameras here!”

“Not here, this is a blind spot, I checked.” That was what she was doing the whole time? Gyuri smiles at your confusion. “Check your pockets.” You put a hand in your pocket, and feel something soft, some type of fabric? You pull it out, revealing what had to be Gyuri’s underwear—simple and white, complete with wet spot. Hastily you plunge it back in your pocket, your cheeks burning.

“Are you crazy?!”

“No, I didn’t want to ruin it any further.” Your eyes are glued to her hand as she reaches underneath her skirt, and when they resurface her fingers are covered in slick. She places her hand on your crotch, staining your pants while you start to harden and stain your boxers. “With the way the others talk about you, I thought you were just a meatstick, but looks like you are a smart meatstick.”

“Were you testing me?” Looks like Gyuri going for smarter guys is true.

“Of course, why would I let you do the whole thing yourself then?” She unzips your pants. “Well you have the grey matter, now let’s see how much white matter you have.”

“Right here? Can’t we… finish this and get out first?”

“I told you it’s a blind spot, and I can’t wait.” Gyuri takes your hand and guides you between her legs, the heat on your hand seeming to grow with every inch you get deeper beneath her skirt. Gyuri leans against you, her legs spread loosely. “Get me off!” she whispers.

Gyuri lets out a light moan as your fingertip brushes against her entrance—she is indeed sopping wet. Showing her appreciation she slips a hand into your pants, her soft hand grasping your rock hard cock, pulling it out. You hiss as she begins slowly stroking you, and pushed (and pulled) along by Gyuri, you plunge two fingers into her.

“Yes yes yes that’s it…” Gyuri buries her face in your shoulder, but you can feel the vibration of her moans when you spread, scissor, and twist your fingers inside her, her hips gently rocking against your hand, just like what you are doing in her hand. The two of you fuck yourselves on each other, eager for release, and in the back of your mind, not wanting to take too long before anyone notices you two disappearing off the camera. You twist particularly deep into Gyuri, and as if you have twisted a knife in her she bites down on your shoulder before instantly coating your hand in her nectar.

“Shit!” you gasp when Gyuri grips you tightly, her muscles seized in orgasm. The sudden bite jolts your resistances, stunning you and allowing the pleasure to build rapidly through your core. Your fingers almost vibrate inside Gyuri as you climax shortly after her, spilling your load between her legs and on to the desk underneath.

The two of you lean against each other for a minute, your bodies heaving in rhythm, the escape room seemingly lacking in oxygen after the two of you burned it all up.

“We should clean up,” you murmur in your ear.

“Purse.” You grab her purse on the desk and Gyuri produces some wet wipes. The two of you hurriedly cleaning hands and desk.

“I’ll step into view first, and then you can follow after,” you tell Gyuri, not wanting to make it too obvious that the two of you just reappeared at the same time. But Gyuri simply steps out of the blind spot and pulls you along with her, leading you to the last lock of the escape room.

“Here’s the final riddle, do you still remember the Morse code clue?” You rack your pleasure-addled brain and thankfully manage to come up with it.

“Ghost weight 0g? Yeah, but what does this have to do with 'Spirit in mass’?”

“That’s for you to find out mister.” She leans in and nibbles on your earlobe. “Get us out of here, and I’ll bring you back to my place, and you can get me out of these clothes.”

“If—If I don’t?” Your mind is racing at the speed of light, doing everything to prevent that from happening.

“Then I go home, I get out of these clothes myself, and you can go home feeling dumb and blue-balled.” Gyuri steps back, and you examine the weird keypad—it wasn’t a regular phone pad, instead populated with random numbers and letters. What the hell is the answer?

“Spirit in mass, like in church? So wine? That’s a spirit, right?” you mutter to yourself, not daring to look at Gyuri right now. You look at the keypad again, no 'W’, or ’-INE’ for that matter. Mass as in… weight?!

You take a deep breath and press “0g” on the keypad before hitting “Enter”, and to your great relief, in more ways than one, the door unlocks and you push it open.

“Congratulations! You have solved the Midnight Guest escape room!” The concierge babbles on and on about ghosts, thankfully none the wiser to you and Gyuri’s “unnatural” activities. You smile and nod and allow them to escort you out, but your mind is only on one thing.

So is Gyuri, who grabs you by the wrist.

“You’re coming home with me.”

“Where was this Gyuri all this time?” You grab Gyuri by her toned waist as she pushes you against her bedroom door, your breaths hot and heavy.

“Just because I don’t talk to the others about my sex life doesn’t mean I don’t have one.” A nip on your lip serves as correction for you misconception. “I just haven’t had any in a while.”

“Nagyung said you don’t 'drop your panties for anyone with less than 400 IQ’, guess she’s right,” you joke as the two of you end up falling on her bed.

“I just want someone with some brain, is that too much to ask?” She moves down your body, working on your pants. With a wink she pulls them down before biting on your boxers, slowly tugging them down with her mouth, until your cock pops out, almost smacking her on the nose. Gyuri laughs and leaves you naked from the waist down before crawling back up your body.

“Did Nagyung ever say 'The quiet ones are the freakiest ones’? I feel like that’s something she would say.”

“No.”

“Good, she would be wrong. The quiet ones are the hungriest ones.” She nearly sucks the air out of you when she crushes her lips on yours. Your head begins to spin from both the lack of oxygen and the intensity of the kiss, and thankfully Gyuri backs off you.

“Now then, as promised, for solving the escape room. You can get me out of my clothes.” She leans back against her closet, and agonizingly slowly she moves her arms, raising them above her head.

“Go ahead.”

You pounce on Gyuri, ridding her of her jacket, her pale neckline primed for marking. Mark her you do, your hands fumbling with her shoulder straps and not making any progress to both your frustrations. Gyuri helps you out, slipping off the straps and raising her hands back above her head again. Your hands slide underneath her top, making her gasp as you pull it up and over her, leaving her in a strapless bra. A simple snap, and you toss it to one side.

Her moan of satisfaction is music to your ears when you grab at her breasts, squeezing them before you replace your hands with your mouth, licking and kissing all over her chest. You keep at it for a little too long, and Gyuri gently but firmly pulls your head back to eye-level.

“Enough fooling around, strip me so we can get to it.” Your hands are already on her skirt, and with a little fumbling to find the zipper, you quickly dispose of it, leaving her naked and pinned against her closet. “God just do me already.” She pushes her hips against yours, but you have one last thing to do.

“Not yet.” Gyuri is left bewildered as you step away from her, rummaging in the pockets of your discarded pants. “Please put these on,” you ask, handing Gyuri her panties.

“What?”

“You said I could take off your clothes, I don’t remember taking your panties off yet.” With a grin Gyuri catches on, stepping into her underwear and posing for you. You sink to your knees, and much like she did earlier, you tug on them with your teeth, and with some squirming of her hips you slide them off her legs.

Gyuri’s thighs were already shining with slick, and you couldn’t help but move closer between her legs. Her scent entices you, arouses you, and greedily you dive in for a taste, much to her yelping joy.

“Ahhh!” One leg finds its way over your shoulder, and with your hands on her hips you sample Gyuri, burying you face in the apex of her thighs, pressing your lips against hers, your kiss no less intense than the one she gave you earlier, threatening to suck the juices right out of her.

“Enough, enough! Fuck me already!” Her nails dig into your scalp, and reluctantly you release the liplock on her, setting her back down on now wobbly legs.

Urgently you tear your shirt off yourself, and with a loud bang you shove Gyuri against her closet. Your aim your tip against her, both of you tensing at first contact. Gyuri wraps a leg around you and nods.

“Do—unnngh…” Gyuri’s eyes roll in her head briefly as you slide almost all the way in her with one thrust, her warmth far slicker than you expected, your own legs almost buckling at the intense pleasure.

“Fuck you’re wet.”

“Told you I haven’t had any in a while. Ah!” Gyuri can’t help but moan as you bury the last bit of you in her. With a small hop she lifts her other leg, and you scramble for grip, cupping her pert butt in your hands as she wraps her legs around you. A satisfied groan escapes her when you push her against the closet, driving deep inside her again.

“Warn me next time you do that, I nearly dropped you,” you mutter, earning a giggle and a look of apology. With a smile and a kiss you begin moving, and you moan loudly into her neck as you move in and out of her, pushing Gyuri up and down against her closet. The slick sounds of your thrusts into her are joined by the creaking of the closet door, protesting against every bounce of Gyuri on your cock. Neither of you hear the complaint, and every low moan of hers made you throb just that little bit bigger in her—either that, or she is tightening around you with every thrust. Or both.

“Fuck that feels so good!” she cries out, and you groan in agreement, loving the way she’s wrapped around you. Your arms are burning though, and with a grunt you lift her away from the closet. It throws you off balance, and next thing you know you’re on your back on her bed, a surprised yelp coming from Gyuri.

“You okay?”

“Never better!” She beams at you before taking over smoothly, impaling herself over and over on your cock. Her pace grows very fast very quickly, and soon she’s gasping right against your ear. “I’m so close, I’m so close!”

“Cum for me Gyuri.” You nip at her ear, thrust up into her, and she explodes on demand. Gyuri slams herself down on you before freezing in place, throwing her head back with a yell. You grunt, your fingers twisted in her sheets while you bear the brunt of her orgasm, her walls contracting wildly around you. Her abs flex in pleasure, adding to yours as you feel her squeeze you with every twitch of her tummy. It almost proves too much, but thankfully she relaxes around, and on top of, you before you lose it.

“I needed that, that was great,” she mumbles between deep breaths.

“Yeah, well I need to cum, I’m close too.”

“Go ahead, but I need you to get hard again after.” You barely process the second part.

“Wait, you should get off, I’m going to cum in—”

“Doesn’t matter.” Gyuri seduces you with a whisper. “I want it in me.” With a soft kiss and grind on you, you groan do as she says, spilling inside her. She replies with a moan of her own, her walls milking your shaft, letting you ride your wave of bliss easily—it was almost a comfortable orgasm. “You’re so warm.”

“Are you sure that’s fine? Make sure you take a pill or—”

“Shhh, save that talk for later. I need you hard again.” Disregarding the load in her she lifts herself off you, letting your cum stain her sheets as she crawls down your body once more. This time she cleans you with her mouth, enthusiastically trying to get you hard again. The thought of her tasting both of you on your shaft is enough to get your cock rigid once more.

“Good, I think you have more than enough in here too.” She cups your balls, squeezing a moan from you before laying by your side, gesturing for you to get on top. You do so, but not without worry.

“We shouldn’t be reckless, it’s not safe—”

“Hey.” Gyuri fixes you with a hard gaze, her hands reaching for your cock and guiding you to her entrance. You look down to stop her, but her free hand grabs your chin. “Look at me, don’t change the subject, we’re here to fuck, everything else comes after.” She bites her lip as your body moves on its own, already sinking into her.

“But—”

“No buts.” Gyuri draws you into a kiss, one that is needier than ever, the two of you arguing with tangled tongues rather than words. You tense when her legs wrap around you. She breaks the kiss and smiles softly, but her words do nothing but make you harder than steel.

“I want you to switch your brain off and go to town on me.” She sinks into the bed before throwing her hips up at you, making you moan at the unexpected move.

“Do whatever you want.”

You look down at Gyuri, and her eyes are dark with lust before she closes them, lifting her chin ever so slightly. Ready for you to go to town on her. The marks you left on her neck are still there, and you dive into the proffered flesh, making a few more marks, moaning against her throat.

Time to paint the town white.

“Fuck!” Even Gyuri isn’t ready for your hard thrust, her cry vibrating against your lips. You pull almost all the way out of her, her legs stretching and trying to stay wrapped around you, before you snap back against her like a rubber band, your head spearing her open. Do it again and again, do her over and over. There is less moaning and more growling as you slam into her harshly.

It takes two bodies to clap, and if one is on the bed clinging on to you, then you just have to fuck Gyuri even harder. Grunt and pant as you slam powerfully into her in search of an ever louder clap, the clash of your bodies echoing in the bedroom. Not loud enough, so rail her harder. Lean into her chest, lick her, taste her—salty and wet, delicious! Play with her breasts, suck them, pinch them. Gyuri’s whining, whimpering—that’s no good, she needs to be screaming!

“Ahhh fuck, oh fuck!” Much better with her legs spreadeagled, your thighs pinning hers against the bed. Drive your heavy balls into her, the claps sound louder when you batter her senseless. Is she cumming? Not your problem, you’re not close yet, that’s a problem.

Gyuri is lost to ecstasy as you solve said problem, every thrust of your meatstick suffocating her, like she is being stuffed with more and more cock, feeding her a thicker shaft with every, single, fucking, slam. She has lost track of her orgasms, simply leaking out along the side of your shaft when you pull out, the wet spot on the sheets growing ever larger, soaking into her bed. The bed is ruined, the sheets are ruined, and Gyuri might just be ruined, her vocal cords strained and hoarse, out of capacity to scream any further.

And yet you continue to fuck Gyuri. The air between the two of you has misted, condensed, covering the two of you in a layer of sex sweat. The claps become wetter, lewder, the sound of skin-on-skin enhanced by the sound of sweat and juice sticking on both of you.

Gyuri’s face is slack, her mouth open, her tongue lolling a little out the side—so roughly have you fucked her pussy, dragging your shaft over every textured fold of her walls, that you’ve turned her silly, turned her dumb, turned the nerdy hot librarian at the company utterly smooth-brained. She’s mush, putty underneath you, all she knows is the pleasure rammed into her between her legs, and soon you give her your own liquid pleasure.

“Gyuri!” With a groan of her name you slam deep in her one last time before painting her walls completely white. She barely reacts, save for a gasp and a shudder, her pussy milking you even in her cock-inflicted stupor. She tries to wrap her legs around you, but her legs lack strength, twitching feebly as you unload into her.

Not that you were pulling out anyways. Your primal brain makes you stay pressed down on top of her, determined to lock all of your seed inside her warmth. You stay on top of her, nuzzling and kissing her neck until you finally soften and slip out, allowing a few unlucky spurts to escape, joining the mess underneath her.

Gasping, you roll off her tiredly, the two of you staring at her ceiling, fumbling with the switches of your mind, trying to reboot. You manage to prop yourself up, looking at Gyuri’s glorious and glowing body, her hips and thighs red from the intense fuck. Drenched in sweat she reaches between her legs, collecting your load on her fingers. Idly she traces lines on her abs, giving herself a paint job on the outside after your work inside her. She coughs and clears her throat, her voice raw from the screaming.

“We should have done this sooner.” Gyuri dazzles you with a smile and pulls you in for a kiss—you allow yourself to collapse next to her, sleep taking your exhausted bodies.

You wake up the next morning to the sound of running water, and looking around, you find Gyuri missing from the bed, but the bathroom door was open.

“Good morning,” you murmur as you surprise her in the shower.

“Hey, you’re awake? So is the little guy it seems.” Gyuri quips, feeling your morning wood against her. Reading your mind she turns around to face you, leaning against the shower stall. “We have a little bit of time.”

“Good.” With her legs lightly spread you hold on to Gyuri as you take her once more.

“Slower! I’m sore!” she yelps when you move a little too fast.

“Sorry.” You kiss her in apology, and with a steady pace it isn’t too long before you pull out and personally paint her abs, her defined muscles giving the thick liquid channels to trickle through before being washed away. Two fingers is enough to make short work of Gyuri, and she whines into your shoulder as you make her cum against the shower wall.

“You didn’t have to pull out,” Gyuri gasps when she’s recovered her footing well enough.

“I know, I just wanted to do that.” Even in the shower you can see her blush. “Besides, you haven’t taken the pill yet have you?” you remind her, and Gyuri winces at your nagging.

“Fine, I’ll take it after the shower.” The two of you slowly get clean, both of you still sore from yesterday night.

“There, happy?” Gyuri pops a pill into her mouth while you get dressed.

“Yes. Thanks for… the date, I guess?” you say uncertainly.

“Anytime, I hope the others don’t notice me taking up your time, I’m going to be messaging you a lot more often.” Gyuri says, her hand squeezing your thigh before she leads you to the door.

“What do you mean?”

“Keep us hush hush, if you could? I really don’t want them to be talking about me, just let them wonder.”

“Sure, I won’t kiss and tell, if that’s what you’re afraid of.”

“Thanks, and thanks for the fun 'date’, I’ll see you around.” Gyuri winks and sees you out.

Throughout the next week you are bombarded by messages from the other Fromis employees, all of them asking you some variation of:

Gyuri’s walking funny, we know she DM'ed you. Did you fuck her? How was it?!

Looks like it’s Gyuri’s fault that they notice anything, but you are a man of your word, and you simply reply:

I don’t know what you’re talking about

You don’t see Gyuri for a while, only exchanging texts, until one night there’s a knock on your door.

“Hey Gyu—mmm!” Gyuri lets herself in and smashes her lips against yours. “It’s so late, what are you doing here?”

“I’m your midnight guest, here to get fucked. I just need to stop thinking for a while, and you’re the best at making my brain stop working.” Without a further word Gyuri leads you to your own bedroom and pushes you on to your bed.

“This is our little escape room, okay?” Gyuri says as she begins stripping down.

“What do you mean?” You follow suit.

“There’s a key in my pussy, and you’re not leaving here until you get it out.” She looked dead serious as she climbs on top of you, and you hold up a hand to stop her.

“I can’t tell if you’re joking or not, shouldn’t we go to a hospital then?”

“No. I need your cum in me until it overflows and pushes the key out.” You still can’t tell if she’s serious.

With a gasp she sinks on to your shaft, and in between kisses you have to ask her. “There’s not really a key right?”

Gyuri gives you a withering look. “Do you feel one?”

“No.”

“Exactly, but flood my pussy anyways, I’m not leaving until I’m satisfied.”

Maybe the quiet ones were the freakiest.

Fromis App Part 12: Ups and Downs - Fromis_9 Jiwon

Tags: Cunnilingus, squirting, blowjob, facial, rough sex, creampie

Hi oppa, can you swing by the office and grab the mail on my desk and bring them over tonight? Thanks <3

Sure, are you not at the office?

No, I’m working from home

You shrug and get on with your day, planning to drop by the Fromis offices in the evening. One annoying last minute hweshik later though, you realize you are quite late.

Hey Jiwon, sorry I’ll be quite late, do you still want it tonight?

Yes, that’s fine, I’m still working

You were surprised—you never took Jiwon for a workaholic. You make your way to the Fromis building and find Jiwon’s desk, grabbing the stack of mail on it and leaving the building. Jiwon gives you the address to her place, and to your surprise it is almost an hour away by subway.

“Oh hey, thanks for coming!” Your jaw drops a little as Jiwon greets you—even working from home she is dressed stunningly, a sleek navy blue jacket slipping off her bare shoulders, revealing the tantalizing top above. You realize a little too late that you were staring brazenly at her, and Jiwon’s beginning to blush under your gaze.

“Umm hey, you look nice.”

“Oh, this? I was on a work call earlier and forgot to change.”

“Work call so late?” you ask as Jiwon leads you into her living room. It was chic and fashionable, almost luxurious, but what you notice most was her work setup. She only had one monitor in the office, but at home she had three, each with a variety of graphs and numbers floating on all of them. The setup was complete with an ergonomic chair and an adjustable standing desk.

“Yes, like my workstation?”

“Yeah, that’s something else. You need all of this for your job?”

“Not the one at Fromis, no, this is my sidegig.”

“Your sidegig?”

“Mmhmm, I daytrade! Stock trading is all the rage right now, how else do you think I could afford this place as a receptionist?”

“Really? Wow that’s impressive! I was going to ask why you lived so far away from the office.”

“Well apartments are cheap, close by, or luxurious, and I only have enough for two of those three requirements.” Jiwon hands you a cup of water.

“Thanks, you don’t mind going that far everyday?”

“I do, that’s why I work from home sometimes now, Saerom unnie was nice enough to agree on the arrangement.”

“And so you can do your sidegig at the same time hm?” You shoot her a knowing wink.

“No silly, I daytrade the American markets, so I’m still working now.”

“Oh, oh… I’m sorry, I’ll just let you work then.”

“No no no, stay!” There is a subtle shift in Jiwon’s demeanor, and a very noticeable shift in her hips as she sways towards you. “Since Saerom unnie won’t let me have fun at the office anymore, I’ll just have fun with you while doing this job.”

“You sure Saerom didn’t let you work from home precisely because of this? She didn’t want you to make a mess on her desk?”

“Shut up.” Jiwon kisses you, nipping your bottom lip teasingly. An alarm ringing ruins the atmosphere, but only briefly. “Ah, the markets are open, let me take a look real quick.” You don’t let her go, and together the two of you shuffle over to her standing desk.

“You know, I’m something of a market expert as well…” you nuzzle into Jiwon’s neck.

“Really? You trade too?”

“Yup, and from what I remember, SPY mooned yesterday.” You move down her body, and with your fingers on her pants you pull them down along with her panties, making Jiwon moon you as you kneel behind her.

“Ah stop, I need to pay attention!”

“You can pay attention, don’t mind me.” You press the “down” button, holding it down and making the desk lower to a more “pleasurable” height. At the new height Jiwon still stays standing, but she can lean forward comfortably on her desk now.

Jiwon gasps when you run your hands up and down her legs, admiring her toned calves and smooth but muscular thighs—she kept herself in amazing shape. She moans when you squeeze her ass—correction, Jiwon kept herself in delicious shape. As if reading your mind she spreads her legs a little.

“Why don’t you tell me how your stocks are going?” you murmur before giving her slit a tentative lick.

“Ah! S-Sure mmmm… Apple, it’s up.” You reward Apple’s performance with a lick upwards on her pussy. Make that several licks.

“B-Boeing’s next, it’s down— hnnngh!” You punish Boeing’s drop, swiping down on Jiwon’s slit. Her knees buckle, her legs going weak, but she hangs on to her standing desk.

“What else do you own?”

“T-TSLA, what’s that… ahh!” Jiwon can’t even remember her stock ticker symbols when you dip your tongue in her.

“Tesla.”

“Right, it’s been going up and down and up and down.” Perfect. Jiwon is just as volatile as Tesla’s stock price, her juices coming in waves as your tongues swishes up and down in her.

“Fuck oppa! I’m so close!”

“Tell me the trend, is it engulfing?”

“What do you—” Jiwon screams loudly as you engulf her clit in your mouth, sucking and licking the little nub firmly. You wonder briefly how soundproof her apartment is, but you don’t actually care as Jiwon squirts all over your face, pushing herself back on your face as she grips her standing desk.

“Noooo! Fuck I can’t stop!” Jiwon’s legs leave the ground as her legs grow even weaker, continuing to splash you with her slick. Her fingers have a death grip on the edge of her desk, and as she pushes back on your face, the entire desk almost tips over! “Ahh!”

Thinking quickly, you grab Jiwon’s cheeks and push her up. From below you continue licking Jiwon, her legs dangling in the air and kicking against you while your mouth continues extending her orgasm. You only stop when you hear her slam her desk, crying out loud.

“Oppa stop, stop, I can’t! I can’t!” she screeches, but she can, and she splashes one last squirt on you before her juices finally stop flowing.

Slowly and still supporting Jiwon, you help lower her feet to the ground, holding on to her as you slide out from under her legs. She lets go of the desk and slithers off it and to the ground, her legs giving way just after you get out of her way.

“Oof, gotcha!” You catch Jiwon, and she clings on to you.

“Fuck, you got better.” The blush on her face tells you what exactly you got better at.

“Or you’re just horny. It certainly felt like it.” Your face and shirt are drenched in her “dividends”.

“Sorry, let me make it up to you.” All of a sudden you’re facing up at her ceiling, and Jiwon is working on your pants. “I hope you are generous with your ‘dividends’.” With your pants sufficiently down Jiwon takes you in her mouth, her tongue replicating the past two years of stock market movement all over your shaft in a few seconds.

“Damn Jiwon!” You sit up and dig your fingers into her hair, but that only encourages her to enthusiastically slobber all over you, wet sucking sounds heard all throughout her apartment. Jiwon definitely got better at sucking you, and she stares at you lustfully, a challenging twinkle in her eye—she wanted your load. She would get it, and before too long you’re moaning her name again.

“Fuck Jiwon I’m gonna cum!” Jiwon takes you deep in her throat, and with a lick on the base of your shaft and a vibrating hum, you peak, blasting the back of her throat with cum. She takes the first few shots in her mouth before pulling back, allowing you to paint her face. She sits between your legs, smiling as you recover from her mindblowing blowjob.

“There, we’re even.” Your cum slides down her face, dripping onto her outfit, not that it marred her beauty—even looking like a mess Jiwon was breathtakingly pretty. She wipes the cum off her face before making a show of wiping it on herself.

“You got better too.”

“Or you’re just horny,” Jiwon fires back. “Get on the bed, I’m going to change out of this.” She heads to the bathroom, and you shakily stand up, wiping your face of Jiwon’s juices before stripping down and going to her bedroom. You wait patiently, and soon Jiwon comes in, dressed in an oversized t-shirt.

“So, I heard you have an instrument that you want to invest in me?”

“Ah yes, Miss Megan, I am very satisfied with your stock choices, so I am looking to invest more in you.”

“Great, let me give you a sample of what I can do.” Jiwon stands on the bed on top of you, and as she lifts her top slightly, from below you can see she’s wearing nothing underneath. She looks back at you, and sexily she drops her hips, winking as she does so, mimicking herself sinking onto your instantly hard cock.

“Very nice…” you murmur, your hands instinctively reaching for her. She leans back on you, moaning softly as she grinds on your shaft, covering it with slick. Your hands slide under her t-shirt, cupping her breasts and making her moan louder.

“God it’s been so long since we did it, I’m glad you’re here on my birthday.”

“Your birthday?”

“Mmhmm, don’t pretend to be sorry you forgot, I know you didn’t know, just give me a nice good fucking for my birthday present.”

“Anything for the birthday girl.” You align yourself with Jiwon with one hand, and with the other wrapped around her waist you thrust up into her.

“Ohh fuck!” Jiwon’s pussy nearly drowns your shaft in slick, your head easily pushing deep into her. “Fuck you got bigger.”

“Or you’re just horny,” you quip back.

“Yes I am, now get me off.” All pretense is thrown away, and Jiwon freely grinds against you, her wetness already leaking down your balls and on to her bed. She leans back into your shoulder, and you turn your head to give her a kiss. Her hand on your cheek keeps you there, and she whines against your lips when your find her clit once more, even the lightest of touches sending her nerves into overdrive, her toes curling and uncurling on her sheets.

Jiwon moans wantonly into the kiss, her hips moving wildly, letting your cock carve her pussy into a shape perfect for you, dragging your head over every inch of her walls.

“Oppa I’m going to cum again!” she whispers urgently to you.

“Don’t mind me, feel free to cum.” Immediately her hands go to your arm around her, using it like a safety belt as she almost bucks herself off your cock, her orgasm striking her hard and fast.

Just like the stock market moves, the pleasure shoots up Jiwon’s spine, turning her mind blank before crashing back down her body, realizing her climax in the form of a wet spot on the bed. Cock-drunk she turns around and kisses you passionately, wanting you to share in her pleasure.

“Do me, however you want.”

You push her forward slightly, and Jiwon takes the hint, getting on all fours in front of you. She turns her head back towards you, biting her lower lip, her expression one of infinite desire. She is irresistible, but as you mount her the t-shirt gets in the way of feeling her, and you try to lift it off her.

Jiwon eagerly helps you, but as soon as the fabric clears her body you push her back down on to the bed, the t-shirt still trapping her hands together.

“Oppa wait!”

You don’t listen, instead using it as a rein, yanking Jiwon off the bed and back towards you. The sudden ecstasy that fills her mind as you plunge into her is a contribution factor of course, but more than anything the sudden loss of control, her breasts swinging freely as her upper body is suspended in midair—that makes Jiwon scream.

“Ahhh!” Jiwon screams and screams and screams, driving all thoughts of financial instruments out of her mind as you fill her with your biological instrument, ravaging her from behind, one hand on her hips and the other still grabbing onto the t-shirt, holding her hands behind her back.

If only there was a mirror, you would be able to see Jiwon’s tits bouncing all over the place, her hair wild and messy as you piston into her, her eyes rolling in her head, and her entire body turning redder and redder as she overheated in ecstasy. But it didn’t really matter, Jiwon’s screaming painted the perfect image for you in your mind, of you using her to both yours and her desires.

You wanted to feel more of her, and you hear a tear as you rip the t-shirt off her arms—you might have injured Jiwon with how hard you were pulling, but both of you were too far gone to care. You press your back into her, pushing her down on to the bed, taking her like a bull takes his cow. Like a bear you paw at her breasts, crushing them in your palms before rubbing and kneading them.

Jiwon’s screams have finally died down, her brain short-circuiting in blinding pleasure—either that, or she has rendered you almost deaf. Either way you plow her like an animal, soft grunts replacing her loud cries from earlier.

“I’m close,” you grunt out, although no doubt your throbbing in her pussy gives it away. She manages the strength to grab your arm.

“Don’t you fucking dare pull out, give me your fucking cum!” With Jiwon’s order placed you quickly execute it, sucking on her neck and leaving a mark as you plug her womb full of cum.

But even your thick load isn’t enough to stop Jiwon’s explosive orgasm, and she creams and squirts all around your connection, splashing your thighs as you mindlessly pump the rest of your load against her girl cum.

You crash on top of her, both of you breathing heavily. Once recovered you tilt Jiwon’s head towards you—her eyes were dazed, hazy in post-sex bliss, and a little bit of drool leaks from her rosy red lips. You kiss her hungrily, and Jiwon returns it with equal passion, even if it meant bruised lips for the both of you.

You roll off her, and she turns around to face you, wincing as she puts weight on her shoulder.

“Ow.”

“Sorry, I might have pulled on you too much.”

“No it’s fine, that was the best birthday sex ever.”

“How old are you again?”

“Are you really going to ask a lady that?”

“Well, do I have to give you birthday orgasms? Like one for each birthday?”

“God you’ll kill me with that, no thank you.”

“I’m glad, not sure I can do much more of that.”

Somewhere in her apartment, you hear a phone vibrating.

“Ah crap, must be one of my orders going through.”

“Do you need to check it?”

“Nah screw it, it’s fine. I’m too tired to get out of bed.” You smile and kiss her tiredly, bringing her close.

“Happy fucking birthday.”

Fromis App Part 13: (F)App Developer - Fromis_9 Nagyung

“Nagyung, you wanted me to come here? Where’s Saerom?” She’s sitting at the CEO’s desk, typing away on her laptop.

“Oh, over here!” Nagyung waves lively at you, bouncing in the chair. “We have a job to do!”

“We do? Where’s Saerom?”

“She’s on a business trip, and yes, we have to work.” You find yourself nodding before something strikes you.

“Nagyung, what exactly do you do here?”

“I’m Assistant CEO, or Assistant to the CEO, and I’m the app developer.”

“How can you be an assistant and the app developer?”

“I help Saerom when she needs it, and when she doesn’t need it, I develop the app.”

“What do you help Saerom with?” Nagyung hems and haws, suddenly looking flustered.

“I perform various functions in a variety of situations,” she manages to say formally.

“That told me nothing, what do you do?”

“A-a multitude of things, you know, many of them, a cornucopia of errands—” Nagyung waves her hands around vaguely.

“Sure, I’ll take your word for it. And the rest of the app team does it when you’re busy?”

“Team? What team?”

“The development team, for the app? Who do you discuss stuff with?”

“My rubber duck! There is no team, I am the app developer.”

“Like, the only app developer? Is that why it’s so slow, why there’s so few people on the app? You need to scale!”

“Yah! It takes time you know? To come up with ideas to implement, and I have so many other ideas, so it takes time to get around to the Fromis App!”

“Fine, what do you need me to do then?”

“Oh, be my code peer and watch me as I code, that’s what Saerom would do.”

“Really? Saerom reviews your code?”

“Yeah, that’s how I got the position in the first place!”

“How did you get the position in the first place?” you ask, incredulous.

“Oh, it was between me and Chaeng, wasn’t really close though, Chaeng’s code looked like she wrote it with her feet. She said my code looked like I just sat on the keyboard, but Saerom agreed with me in the end and made me the developer.”

“That explains so much…” you mutter under your breath. “Never mind, sure, I’ll watch, what are you doing today?”

“Just running some unit tests? I finished up a feature that lets one more person onto the platform, just needs to pass the tests and off to production it goes.” Shiftily Nagyung looks around, peering outside the office to see if anyone’s watching. She presses a button and the glass walls turn opaque. “And let’s have some fun, I finally get you to myself.”

“Work hard, play hard hmm?”

“Yup!” Nagyung beckons you over to Saerom’s chair, and you sit down before she gets in your lap, spreading her legs as she pulls the two of you towards the desk. She’s trapped between you and the desk, and your hands find their way around her midriff. “I can feel your python extending already!” She grinds herself on top of you, and you groan as she gives you an impromptu lapdance. Cheekily she kisses your jaw, “I can’t wait to import your package into me.”

“Nerdy dirty talk? That’s a first.” Your hands unbutton her tight pants and pull the zipper down.

“You like it? I can’t wait for you to overflow my container, maybe we can init a baby together… Like my code, my body has no exception handling, it’s so unsafe.” You promptly button her pants again.

“Okay that is more worrying than sexy, your code has no exception handling?”

“That’s what you got out of it?”

“When you still have work to do, yes.”

“Let’s just play first, then work later?” Nagyung pouts, pulling your hands back to her pants.

“How about a little bit of both, how many tests do you have?”

“Fifteen, I think.”

“Okay, for every test you pass, I’ll pleasure you for 4 seconds, for every test you fail, you have to pleasure me for 4 seconds, deal?”

“And if they all pass?”

“Then we can have fun.”

“Okay!” You idly fondle Nagyung as she starts typing, but you don’t play too hard with her, making sure she can still do her work. “And done!” The two of you watch with bated breath as the tests run—7 failed and 8 passed. “What now?”

You’re back to unbuttoning her pants, sliding them down a little. “I’ll pleasure you first, then you pleasure me.” Nagyung tries to work on your jeans blind, and you help her out by pushing them down a little.

“Or we pleasure each other at the same time.” Her hands slip under your boxers as yours slip under her panties, and the two of you play with each other, stroking and rubbing all over. You gently part her lips, running your fingers along her labia and collecting her wetness. Nagyung shudders and moans as you bring a thumb to her clit. She pays back in kind, a hand stroking your shaft before running a finger over your tip, gently teasing the underside of your head. You hiss and grab her arm, forcing her to stop.

“I owe you 4 more seconds.” You make the 4 seconds of pleasure feel like 40 as you frig her intensely, and Nagyung cries out loud as she rushes towards her climax.

“Fuck, oh fuck! No!” she whimpers as you pull away at the last second, leaving her keeled over the laptop without satisfaction. Your fingers draw circles over her abdomen, leaving her wanting more.

“Keep working.”

Nagyung whines, but her hands reach for the keyboard again. Her head is still fuzzy from the near-climax, and her fixes are sloppy, causing the program to error out and all the tests to be skipped. She owes you a minute of pleasure.

“What, no!”

“That counts, none of the tests passed.”

“They never even ran!”

“Because of your fault! One minute of pleasure please.” Nagyung pouts, but she starts rubbing you again, stroking you with a firm grip. You feel her all over for the minute, your hands snaking under her top, cupping her perky breasts, rubbing her tummy—you touch her everywhere but between her legs.

“Enough, back to coding.” You briefly brush her slit, and Nagyung shudders before reluctantly going back to the keyboard. You’re content to continue roaming her body with your hands as she taps on the laptop.

That is, until you see her commit a cardinal sin. You grab her arms and pull them away from the keyboard, and she’s pinned between you and the desk as you lean forward to whisper in her ear.

“Nagyung, did you do what I think you just did?”

“N-No? What do you mean?”

“Did you just comment out some of the tests?” Nagyung tries to hit Ctrl-Z and undo her work, but you stop her, and her handiwork is clear as day. “That is very very bad Nagyung.”

“B-But I can’t figure out how to fix it right now!”

“You still shouldn’t do that, on your knees.” Nagyung slides off you, and as she turns to face you it is clear what her punishment is. She reaches for your shaft as your hands go to her head. Firmly you push your tip past her lips, and her tongue welcomes you with licks and flicks.

“Mmm!” Nagyung squeezes your thighs as you get deeper into her, and you slow down but keep pushing.

“You can take it, keep going.” Your cock looks extra big in Nagyung’s mouth, and she pants as you put more of yourself into her. She coats your shaft with saliva, and it starts leaking out the sides of her mouth. Your fingers tighten their grip on her hair. “Okay?”

Nagyung looks up at you and hums assent. “Hmm hmm!” You start moving her head back and forth while lightly thrusting yourself.

“Touch yourself!” Nagyung’s hand disappear from your thighs, and her arm starts moving quickly, jilling herself while she looks up at you. You start pumping yourself faster, and Nagyung’s moans are interrupted by your thrusts.

“Mmm, mmghk! Guhhlk! Haghkk…” The resulting sounds are obscene, gagging sounds mixed with pleasured moans as you go faster than she’s used to. But she doesn’t tap out, so you keep going, and you fingers twist in her hair and you hold her there. Your grunts are the only sound in Saerom’s office as you manually put Nagyung on mute, dumping your load into her mouth and down her throat.

“Mmm fuck!” you groan with a relish as you pull out of Nagyung’s mouth. Nagyung continues touching herself, her arms working overtime even as you pull her up to her feet. She whines, but you make her sit back in your lap.

“Can I cum?”

“Are you going to comment out unit tests in the future?”

“No I won’t! Please?”

“Maybe you’ll program properly with your head clear, fine.” You brush Nagyung’s hand aside and plunge your own fingers into her. Nagyung squeals at your larger fingers inside her, and all it takes is a few rapid schlicks before she twitching in your lap, coating your digits in her juices. She goes limp externally, but internally she is overclocked, spasming and contracting around you rapidly.

“Ah! Damn…” Nagyung sighs as she comes down, content. “That was good.”

“Ready to get back to work?”

“Do I have to? Can’t you just bend me over the desk?”

“I think Saerom would not be happy that work wasn’t done, besides I need a bit of time.”

“Fine.” You take Nagyung’s hand and suck her fingers clean.

“There, now you can use the keyboard again.” You lower your voice to a whisper, “And once you’re done I’m going to eat you up.”

With the promise of more and post-orgasm clarity Nagyung is extra motivated to finish, and her head is clear as she quickly fixes her prior mistakes. Soon, more tests start to pass—4, then 3, then 2 failures. You spend more and more time bringing her close to her next orgasm, and she has enough time to get you hard again.

“Okay, hopefully this fixes everything.” Nagyung takes a deep breath and runs the tests. She squeals when it comes out all green. “Yay, commit and push!” She types a random sequence of letters as the commit message and pushes it.

“Wait, what about a pull request? QA testing?”

“Don’t care, I’m the only developer! We’re done!” You close the laptop and shove it to the side.

“No, you’re done.” You push Nagyung off you and stand up. Like a computer program you do exactly as she says and bend her over the desk. With a hand on her back and one on her hips you pin her there and open up her port.

“Oh fuck, yes!” You plug yourself in Nagyung, and then you unplug, and then you plug in again. The two of you form a wet USB link, male and female connectors plugging and unplugging over and over. It is also a USB-C connection, and on every thrust you plug smoothly into her, causing Nagyung to power up and cry out in pleasure. To prove the point you flip Nagyung on to her back and plunge into her once more—no issues there, no need to flip her back, and she moans once more.

You power-cycle Nagyung’s mind, making her body twitch and jerk as you fuck her through multiple orgasms. You’re quickly rushing to your own end, intending to transfer your genetic data to her through the Fill Tight Pussy protocol.

“Nagyung I’m gonna—”

“Inside!” she shrieks. Her body feels you throb harder and faster inside her, and she cries and wraps her legs around you, making it a secure FTP transfer. You hump her against the desk, and soon you are forced to execute your biologicial programming. Nagyung’s subjected to a pussy overflow attack, and you inject your payload straight into her with a groan. Nagyung pulls you into her chest, and you leave love bites all over her neck as you finish delivering your load.

The two of you power down as you lie quietly on Saerom’s desk. You kiss the woman-in-the-middle, and she giggles as you brush her hair aside.

“Oh, now you’re gentle.”

“You’re the one who wanted me to bend you over.”

“True, that was great.” You eventually disconnect from Nagyung, a river of cum spilling on to Saerom’s desk.

“Think she’ll notice?” you ask as you hurriedly wipe the surface clean and rearrange things to where they were.

“Nah, she’s not back for another week, it will be cleaned and wiped down properly by then.” Nagyung reassures you as the two of you fix your clothes. You notice something odd out of the corner of your eye.

“Nagyung, is that a camera?”

“What?!” The two of you stare at the black orb in her ceiling, unseen until now. “Oh my god it is, why did she install one here?”

“Probably because I fucked Jiwon in here…” you groan, ruffling your hair in frustration.

“Really? Her too?” Nagyung interrupts herself. “Never mind, let’s hurry up and go talk to Hayoung, maybe she can delete it for us.”

“Hayoung? Why?”

“She’s head of security, she has access to the camera feeds.”

“Oh, let me go talk to her then, you should go back to, umm, doing whatever it is you do.”

“Sounds good, very important stuff.” Nagyung taps her laptop authoritatively. “Thanks for a good time, Master.”

You do a double-take. “Master?”

“Yeah, I was reading about that, you’re the Scrum Master, what we did was a scrum right? Lots of bodies moving around, some work got done, your hips were agile. You were leading it, so you’re the Master.”

“Oh god, that is so wrong but I don’t have time to explain it, don’t call anyone else Master.”

“Sure Master, bye!” You shake your head and follow the directions to security. It is deserted save for a panel of six monitors. To your horror each monitor has a clip playing, clips of Nagyung and you—Nagyung sitting in your lap, you facefucking Nagyung, you fingering Nagyung, you pounding Nagyung, Nagyung’s orgasmic expression as she cums, and finally, your cum leaking out of Nagyung and on to the desk. Taking your chance, you hurry to the computer, to see if you could delete or wipe the archives.

“So…” You jump at Hayoung’s voice behind you. “Tell me, are these real or fake? Hmm? Are they fake or real? Are they not fake and therefore real, or are they not real and therefore fake? Well?”

“I umm, I, I…” you’re struggling to process what she just said, something about real and fake. You tremble as she places a hand on your shoulder.

“Relax, tell you what, why don’t we discuss this somewhere else, and then you can tell me whether this is real or fake.” The grip on your shoulder tightens.

“Y-Yes Hayoung.”

“Good, your place or mine?”

A/N: Slowly getting around to finishing this up, credit to Byakko who I shoot the shit with and came up with Nakko the app developer. Clearly the most unrealistic thing in this story is that she knows what a unit test is. Anyways thanks for reading, I just went ham with dumb metaphors and lots of random references lol

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ITZY Part 1: Club Membership - ITZY Lia

"Thank you for joining us today sir, I will be your flight attendant today, may I take your coat?" The gorgeous flight attendant asks as she directs you to your first class suite. You saved up all the points you earned over the years just so you could get a comfortable first class seat for the long plane ride to Korea. The suite was spacious as far as plane seats go for sure, with a bed that allows you to lie down fully to sleep, some room to walk around in the suite, a sliding privacy door, and a small console for your belongings.  

"Yes please, thank you."  

"Would you like a glass of champagne to help you get settled in?" You agree and the flight attendant whisks away to get you your drink as you settle into the comfy leather chair. You grimace as you look at the seat next to you - your only regret so far is that you weren't able to get a window seat in time, so you had to settle for a middle seat, right next to someone else. You prayed that it would be unoccupied, so that you could be left alone, not having to hear or worse, smell someone next to you - If business class was anything to go by, you would be sitting next to a scotch-chugging old business man who has the smell of cigar smoke on them. You shudder at that thought.  

"Thank you for joining us today Miss Choi, may I take your jacket?" You hear the flight attendant greet another first class passenger as they enter. You don't think much of it until you hear the rustle of belongings being dropped off at the seat next to you. You look over the divider to see your companion and you nearly choked on your champagne. She was styled elegantly with a blue jacket, black top, cute black skirt, and jaw-dropping knee high boots, highlighting her creamy thighs. Her smile almost made you choke again as she looks delighted at her seating partner.

"Hi! I'm not in the wrong seat am I? Is this 3C?"  

"Yes it is, welcome to 12 hours of hell, but hey, you just made it a whole lot better." Miss Choi blushes at your straightforward comment.  

"Thank you! 12 hours of hell? You don't like flying?" She leans over towards you, crossing the divider.  

"Between you and me, no, it's too noisy, turbulence sucks, the food is still not great, and the movies are boring."  

"That's true, but hey, at least this time we'll have each other for company! I'm Jisu, but you can call me Lia." You tense for a moment as you feel her touch your muscled forearm. She must have liked how you feel as you her cheeks turn a little pink.  

"Lia? That's a beautiful name, nice to meet you." You greet her warmly, looking into her eyes and offering her a handshake. Her delicate hand is dwarfed by yours as you clasp her hand.  

"Oh your hands are cold! Excuse me, could we get a blanket here?" You ask the flight attendant passing by. She brings a blanket to you and you drape it over her legs.  

"Thank you, that's very nice of you!" you are once again struck by her dazzling eye smile. The two of you make small talk as the rest of the passengers filter in.  

"Please stow your tray tables and put your seats in their upright position."

You lean back and prepare for takeoff, regretfully breaking off conversation with Lia as she does the same.  

As you feel the force from the takeoff pin you in the seat, you feel Lia's hand grab your arm. She holds on to your arm tightly, never letting go until the plane levels off and the seat-belt sign is turned off. You immediately lean over to check on her.  

"Are you okay?"  

"Y-yes sorry! I never liked that part of flying and I held on to whatever I could. Sorry if I scared you!" She apologizes to you adorably, looking at you with her big round eyes.  

"Not at all, you can have a hand next time." Lia blushes again at your cool reply. Some time passes as you pull out your laptop and begin getting some work done. Over the loud drone of the engines you hear a weird buzzing sound, but you thought it was just an airplane thing. You continue working until you hear a soft whine in the seat next to you.  

"Everything okay?" You lean over and the buzzing sound stops immediately. Lia hurriedly sits up, her face pink for some reason. The blanket you got her is up to her neck.  

"Y-yes, I'm fine!"  

"Did you hear a buzzing sound earlier?" Lia's face goes from pink to bright red, but she recovers quickly, smiling at you.  

"You said you found the movies boring right? How about some other form of entertainment then?" She puts her hand in yours, leaving a small remote in your hand. You press one of the buttons and Lia's hand grips your arm tightly again as you hear the buzzing sound return. You press another one and the buzzing stops, her hand relaxing its grip. You notice Lia is breathing a little shallower than before.  

"Where is that buzzing coming from?" You cheekily ask, knowing the answer already.  

"On flights I like to have my own form of... entertainment. How about we both enjoy this entertainment?" Lia asks with a twinkle in her eye. You put away your laptop and push the divider between you two down and back, giving you a full view of Lia as you lean over to her side. With the flick of a button you hear the light buzz begin anew, Lia's eyes closing in pleasure as you watch her body tremble underneath her blanket. Her hands sink below the sheets, and you see small lumps appearing on the blanket as you watch Lia massage her breasts, moving up and down her body underneath. You are thankful for the privacy doors, as you doubt anyone else can hear the rumble of the vibrator, and no one can look in to see both of you enjoying Lia's "entertainment".

You tease her for amusement, leaving the remote on as you call for the flight attendant. "Yes sir?"  

"Could you grab me a glass of red wine?" The flight attendant notices the divider separating the two of you being down and flashes both of you a knowing smile.  

"Certainly sir, would you like something miss?" Lia bites her lower lip and shakes her head, trying not to let a moan slip out. You turn off the remote and she hits you on the arm.  

"That was close! Do you think she noticed?"  

"Probably, but who cares. Oh here she comes." You flip the switch back on, drawing a sharp gasp from Lia.  

"Here is your wine sir, will that be all?"  

"Thank you, do you need anything Lia?" You deviously turn the attention to Lia.  

"A-ah! No, I'm gooo-oood. Thank you." You smile as she hastily transforms her low groan into an extended "good".  

"I see, please let me know if you need... anything." She gives the two of you a playful wink before sliding the door shut. You turn the vibrator off, hearing a muted moan escape Lia's lips.  

"I'm close, how about you come help me out? We could both enjoy it." She says breathlessly. But before you can say anything you hear the captain come on the PA system.  

"Ladies and gentlemen we are experiencing some turbulence, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts."  

Cursing your luck, you return to your seat and follow the instructions. The turbulence was quite violent, and you feel the cabin shake and jerk around as the plane is buffeted by rough winds. On a particularly rough bounce you lose grip of the remote and it hits the floor, sliding to a corner out of reach.

You hear a soft yelp from Lia as you hear the telltale sound of the vibrator being turned on - the hit on the floor must have triggered a button push. You try to bend down to grab it but the seatbelt holds you back. You feel Lia's hand scrabble for yours as waves of pleasure travel through her, the continuous vibrating of the rotor in her quickly bringing her to the edge. The plane turbulence adds an additional layer of unexpected pleasure, moving the vibrator within her with every bump.  

“Hah, ahh!” One sharp drop of the plane causes several screams from distressed passengers, but the one scream that seduces you the most is the joyous scream of Lia as she cums violently, the toy lodging deep within her, stimulating her g-spot directly. Her hand scratches at yours, leaving deep red marks in them, almost breaking through your skin. You hear muffled moans as Lia covers her mouth, trying to suppress further screams.  

"Mmmmmgh!" You hear Lia moan through the engine roar before going silent. Her hand grips your arm again as you watch Lia's legs thrash against the blanket before going limp, seemingly cumming again from the vibrator, the remote still lying in a forlorn corner of your cabin. Your dick is rock hard, and you would give anything to be able to lean over and watch Lia's expression.

Just then the plane finally leaves the layer of turbulent air and the seatbelt sign turns off. You launch out of your chair, grabbing the remote and hitting the off button. You turn back to see how Lia is doing, and your arousal spikes even further at the sight in front of you - Lia's a mess, her head lolling to one side in pleasure, her chest heaving with deep breaths. The blanket is on the verge of falling off, not hiding the fact that her other hand is at her crotch, apparently touching herself. As Lia's tense body finally relaxes, the blanket slides off her, revealing her creamy white thighs, now coated with her juices. More erotically, it reveals her other hand was actually down her panties, her skirt left in a bundle near her feet - apparently this whole time she had been wearing only her underwear beneath the blanket.  

"I want you." You pounce on Lia, bringing her forehead to yours, looking at her with hungry eyes. Her unfocused eyes finally snap back into reality, seeing you in front of her. She feels the air on her legs and gasps before answering.  

"I-I want to feel you too, but let me clean up first, my panties are soaked! I'll be right back okay?" She hurriedly slides her skirt up her long legs before putting on her sexy knee-high boots and shakily walking to the bathroom.  

"Hello, could you help us set up the bed?" You step out of the suite and allow the flight attendant to setup the beds. You're thankful that Lia didn't cause a large wet spot on the seat, as that would have been embarrassing, but it appears that the flight attendant noticed something, as you see that she has left you a few towels that do not look like part of the normal bed setup.  

"Here you go sir, have a good... rest." She winks as she walks away. You sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for Lia to return. When she does, she sees the new setup and grins at you.  

"Couldn't wait? Here's something for you." She hands you her soaked black panties, her vibrator wrapped in it.  

"Naughty girl, walking down the aisle with no panties on?" You lean forward and pull Lia in, your head at her hip as you breathe in her arousal. Your hands rub her butt under her skirt, you enjoying the sensation of kneading her soft flesh, drawing a soft moan from her.  

"A-ah that feels good, I wanted you to touch me this whole time. What's with the towels?"  

"The flight attendant noticed the wet spot you left, guess she didn't want us to ruin the bedsheets too much."  

"Aww that's sweet, but I was more considerate!" Lia says triumphantly as she shows you the large handful of toilet paper she took out from inside her jacket.  

"How is that more considerate?" You ask, as Lia leans down and whispers in your ear, her long black hair tickling your cheeks.  

"This is for us to catch your cum coming out of my pussy, after I let you cum in me... see, isn't that considerate?" Her dirty talk causes you to snap, and you pull Lia down on to bed with you. You take her neck in your mouth, sucking her white skin, leaving evidence of your need behind.  

"Yes, take me already, I know you want to, I'm more than ready." Lia gasps as she feels your hand go to her slit, rubbing her lips and collecting her wetness on your fingers. You take off your pants and boxers while Lia discards her jacket, revealing the perfect shape of her breasts. They are irresistible, and your hand drifts under her top and bra, tweaking and playing with her hard nipples. You would love to see her naked body in full, but both of you know that it would be too risky, plus neither of you would want to be naked during turbulence either. Lia gets up to step out of her boots, revealing her long legs and thighs that teased you under the skirt. She naughtily lifts her skirt for you before getting on the bed, revealing her shaved and glimmering pussy to you. You pull her down on you, and your mutual need is finally satisfied when Lia lines herself up on your cock and sinks down on you.  

"Finally, fuck yes..." You breathe out as Lia lets out a wordless moan at finally being filled with something bigger than a vibrator. Lia feels incredible, her walls slick and hot, coating your shaft with her previous orgasms. You watch her enchanting facial expressions as she slowly grinds on you. Her hands press on your chest, pushing down on you for balance as she begins riding you.  

"This is so hot, this is my first time actually fucking on the plane! You feel so big in me..." Lia moans into your ear as your hands find their way to her waist, guiding her and bringing her down harder and harder. You hear the bed creaking, and you're scared of both breaking the bed and alerting other passengers to your activities as the clap from Lia's bounces on your thighs get louder and louder.  

"Wait, let's play it safe, lie down on your side." You reposition Lia so that you are spooning her on the bed. Her head turns back towards you, and you seal her ruby red lips with a kiss as you slide yourself in her again. Lia feels tighter in this position, her legs closed tightly together as you thrust yourself into her willing body. You're thankful for the towel you placed beneath her between positions as her juices come splashing out with every pump of your hips, staining her thighs and trickling down to the towels below. You snake your arms around her tender body, one hand grabbing her slim waist, the other finding itself to one of her perky breast, tweaking and playing with her stiff nipple. Your two bodies undulate in an erotic dance as she meets each rock of your hips with a push back of her own, physically representing the waves of pleasure you send into her. Lia's breath comes hot and fast, soft mewls escaping her inadvertently.  

Seeking your own release, you hook Lia's leg up with your arm, giving you a new angle at her. Lia's moans immediately get a little louder as she feels you shove yourself deeper into her, feeling you in places her vibrator couldn't reach. You quickly silence her by covering her mouth with your free hand, but find yourself moaning when Lia, lost in her own pleasure, takes your fingers into her mouth, sucking and slobbering all over them. You continue fucking her at a fast but steady pace, and quickly you build up to your peak. Lia feels you pulse and swell within her, and she manages to get your fingers out of her mouth.  

"Let's cum together, I'm so close as well..." Her hand drifts down to her clit to finish herself off, and with a few frenzied rubs you feel her quake in your arms as her pussy clamps down on you tightly, massaging the length of your shaft. At the same time Lia bites down on your fingers to suppress a squeal, and the sudden jolt of pain and pleasure push you over the edge with a glorious rush.  

"Ughhh Lia..." you grunt in her ear as you unload yourself into Lia, your cum mixing with her juices, her pussy milking your cock for everything you have.  

"Oh... your cum feels so good, so warm..." Lia gasps against your fingers as you luxuriously rock yourself against her, the two of you riding out the excitement of joining the mile high club. You pull out of her, Lia whining at the feeling of emptiness as your combined fluids trickle out of her, catching on the towel. You grab the toilet paper Lia brought, wiping the remnants of your mutual entertainment off her thigh and slit, drawing a final whimper from her. As the high bleeds off, Lia nestles against you and drifts off to sleep quickly, exhausted after three orgasms in a row. You enjoy the feel of Lia cuddled against your arm, and you draw the blanket over the two of you before succumbing to sleep yourself, the roar of the engines fading into the background.  

Hours later, as the rest of the plane is asleep, you hear a knock at the door before you hear it slide open. You open one eye to see the flight attendant blushing at what she sees in front of her - Lia's boots strewn on the ground and your pants crumpled in a pile on the corner of the bed, Lia’s pink vibrator and black panties right next to them, and the two of you are snuggled underneath the covers. She quickly recovers and motions to you to see her outside the suite. You gently get off the bed so as to not wake Lia and put on your pants. Your clothes are completely wrinkled after the sex and sleep, but that can't be helped right now. You exit the suite and see the flight attendant waiting for you, her expression neutral.

"Sir, your assistance is required at the front. Please follow me."

"I am not a doctor, if there is a medical emergency."

"I understand, nevertheless your assistance is required, please follow me."

Puzzled by the sudden gravity of the situation, you follow closely behind.

A/N: This is part 1 of a mini-series, it originally was just the idea from a tumblr tag game about Lia liking to fuck in public, but then it sorta spiraled into a mini-series as I thought about incorporating the flight attendant. Flight attendant identity will be revealed in the next part, thank you for reading!

ITZY Part 2: Protocols - ITZY Yeji

You follow the flight attendant to the front of the plane, near the galley. You originally thought she was flirting with you, but with every hurried step you took you grew more and more nervous, what is it that they need your help with? Did you really break some international aviation law by having sex in the plane? She finally stops, you find yourself looking into some form of crew quarters, with a tiny bed and not much else.  

"What is the matter, Miss... Hwang?" You spy the name tag on her chest as you look at her face - she is beautiful in quite a unique way, cute but also ethereal somehow. Right now her face is flushed, looking like an angel descended into the plane.  

"Yes, you may call me Miss Hwang."  

"Is something the matter?"  

"Yes, I am requesting your assistance."  

"What do I have to-"  

"Please remain quiet, per federal aviation regulations, you are required to follow all crew member orders and placards. Please follow my instructions."  

"Okay, I am happy to assist-" she silences you with a look as she takes a deep breath, seeming to prepare herself for something.  

"Commencing the Fast Uninterrupted Crew Comfort - Motion Enhanced protocol. Step 1, remove clothing from participant's lower body." You freeze up at the stream of words flying out of her mouth, barely realizing that she has already taken your pants and boxers off.  

"Whoa, hold on-"  

"Maintain silence please. Step 2, prepare tool M." Miss Hwang recites her checklist as she pushes you into a sitting position on the bed. Before you can react you feel her grab at your still flaccid cock, her hand is soft but swift, quickly teasing you to semi-hardness.  

"Contingency A, oral preparation required." You throw your head back in pleasure as she takes you in her mouth. The sensations she provides you make you imagine of a tongue moving at lightning speed, somehow licking all of your shaft at all times. You feel yourself get rock hard immediately, and as she pulls back and wipes her lips, you see a bit of precum gather at your tip, apparently to Miss Hwang's satisfaction as she starts on the next step, to your delight. She pulls you up by the cock, switching positions with you.  

"Step 3, prepare receptacle F." You cock somehow gets even harder as you watch Miss Hwang slide her plain white panties down her legs, before hiking up her tight pencil skirt, showing off her shapely thighs and her trimmed pussy. You watch wide-eyed when she dips a finger into herself and pull it out, her digit glistening with her arousal. She proceeds to bend over the small bed, using one hand to spread her pussy lips for you, and only fear of breaking international laws stops you from jumping her right there. You didn't have to wait long however.  

"Step 4, insert tool M into receptacle F. Sir, please execute this step." Now that you have her at your mercy, you decide to play with Miss Hwang a little. With all your willpower, you resist plunging yourself all the way inside her, instead teasing her and only inserting the tip of your cock inside her. She wiggles her hips as she waits for more of you to enter her, but you don't bite.  

"Sir, please insert tool M... deeper into receptacle F." She tries to keep an authoritative tone, but you play hard-to-get, putting only a quarter of your cock in her. She is drenching wet, and you can feel the rest of her pussy try to pull you deeper into her, but you control everything, despite her tone.  

"Like this?"  

"No, please... insert tool M further." You push half of your cock into her at an agonizingly slow pace. The moan she lets out is heavenly, but is also cut short when you stop, right as she was expecting more. She half-whines to you before trying to regain control of the situation.  

"May I remind you that regulations require you to follow all instructions."  

"You should be more specific then."  

"Sir, please insert all of tool M into- ohhhh!" The two of you cry in delight as you finally sink yourself fully into Miss Hwang. She is extremely wet, and her slick walls massage your cock greedily, trying to pull you in even further.  

"Now what, Miss Hwang?" She looks back at you with glazed eyes, unsure as to what you were asking.  

"What?"  

"What do I do now, please instruct me."  

"Step 5... Remove tool M from receptacle F... partially." You grin as she remembers to be specific. You pull out most of your cock, leaving only your head in her. You look down at your cock, a sheen of her juices coating your cock and dripping down on the floor beneath both of you.  

"What's next?"  

"Step 6. Please repeat steps 4 and 5." You see her hands take the form of fists as she prepares to finally be fucked. You want to delay that pleasure a little more.  

"How many times should I repeat steps 4 and 5?" She looks at you, confused, before she blurts out a random number.  

"T-ten!"  

"Very well, one!" You earn a cry from Miss Hwang, shoving yourself deeply and powerfully into her, grabbing her hips and holding her still on the moving plane. The clap of thighs is thankfully drowned out by the engine sounds at the front of the plane. You pull back, enjoying the sight of her hiked up skirt bunching up at her waist, revealing her peachy butt and the connection between the two of you, her creamy arousal smeared all over your shaft.  

"Two!" This time you plunge your manhood into her heat slowly, very slowly. She muffles herself with a hand, biting her fist to try and stop herself from screaming out loud, the slow pressure of being filled threatening to overwhelm her. You feel her pussy preemptively clench, as if trying to anticipate your cock.  

"Is that good?"  

"Faster please! Y-yes, please keep goin- ah! Hah! Oh god!" Miss Hwang doesn't get to finish her reply and cums as you pump her three times in quick succession. You let out a grunt, trying to hold off your own orgasm as you watch her cum spew out of her pussy on the third thrust. Her knees go weak, legs trembling, struggling to stand up.  

"That was five. Here's six, seven!" You pump her twice more, holding her up by her hips and triggering another wave of juices as she crests another orgasm, her pussy sensitive and her lust set aflame by your cock. Thrusts eight to ten draw wordless wails of absolute bliss from Miss Hwang as you feel her convulse around your shaft, her second orgasm easily rolling into a third.  

"What is the next step?" You lean over her heaving body, whispering in her ear, wiping strands of sweaty hair from her beautiful face.  

"S-step 7, repeat step 6 until MS."  

"MS?"  

"Mutual satisfaction." You feel her shudder against and around you as she utters those words, music to your ears.  

"Well then, for my satisfaction, please tell me your name."  

"What?"  

"You said mutual satisfaction, knowing your name would be one step towards satisfying me. What is your name?"  

"Ye-yeji, it's Yeji, now please continue with repeating step 6." Gone is the authoritative tone of three-orgasms-ago. That said, Yeji still sounded too professional for your liking.  

"So sorry, after the exertion, I don't understand steps 4 and 5 any more, could you repeat it in easier language?"  

"Please... stick all of your cock, in my pussy... Nngh!" You thrust once more into her, moaning hotly into her ear before continuing to tease her.  

"Now what was step 5?"  

"Please pull your cock, out of my pussy... partially." You feel her tighten deliciously on you at every dirty word she utters. You pull out, Yeji whimpering as she feels the vacuum left by your cock again.  

"Good girl, you remembered to be specific. What was step 6 again?"  

"Repeat steps 4 and 5..."  

"And what was step 7?"  

"R-repeat step 6 until mutual satisfaction."  

"That's too many steps to remember, why don't you condense it into one step that I can understand?" You push Yeji to the limit of her sanity - you let one hand go to her pussy, playing around with your connection, fingering her folds where they cling tightly to your shaft. You place the most lightest of touches on her clit, and that is enough to shatter her resolve.  

"Please! Fuck me with your cock in my pussy, fuck me again and again! Fuck me until I cum, fuck me until you cum! C-cum in me! I won't be satisfied until you cum in me!"  

You love the absolute filth that comes from Yeji's mouth as you reduce the epitome of professionalism to a being of lust, solely seeking out your cock. You are so turned on by finally breaking down your lovely flight attendant that you are immediately close to your breaking point. You drill her hard and fast, her cries echoing around the confined space of the crew quarters.  

"You're making me cum again!" Yeji is completely lost in her own world of pleasure. She collapses onto the bed, her arms and legs drained of all strength under the force and pleasure of your fucking, her orgasm blowing through her senses like a leaf in turbulent wind.

You ignore her words, fucking her through her orgasm, focusing on your own pleasure. Yeji is the beautiful and professional flight attendant that greeted you with a smile when you boarded the plane, but Yeji is also the flight attendant that knowingly "ignored" all the signs of you and Lia having sex, and then came to you for "assistance". The image of that Yeji twitching and quivering underneath you right now consumes you, and your mind goes blank with only the thought of Yeji's final instruction to you: Cum in her.  

"Fuck Yeji, I'm cumming!" Like a fully loaded spring you snap your hips forward with one deep thrust and flood Yeji's pussy with your cum, painting her insides white. She lets out a long, drawn out moan as she feels you drain your balls in her, your body rhythmically rocking against her with every spurt of cum leaving you. You collapse on top of her, your arms propping you up so as to not completely crush her. Breathy moans ring throughout the enclosed space as you both take deep breaths, trying to regain some sense.

You pull out of Yeji, a small trail of white following you out of her, staining the crew bed. Yeji gets to a sitting position, careful to not dirty her uniform with your combined juices. Her face is tainted with a rosy flush, her hair a little disheveled and sweaty, her uniform just a little bit wrinkled from you pushing her against the bed. She asks one question.  

"Satisfied?"  

You pull Yeji to her feet, watching with satisfaction as the rest of your cum seeps out of her, splattering on to the floor below. You hold her in your arms, drawing a whine from her as you lean forward to suck on her neck, leaving a dark mark on her pale skin, claiming her as yours.  

"Now I am, are you satisfied?" Yeji blushes as she takes her own pleasure, pulling you in as she engages you in a liplock, her tongue flittering around, exploring all of your mouth at once. You try to tangle her tongue with yours, but all you can feel is her slipping away from you as she pulls back, a trail of saliva connecting the two of you. She breaks the connection with a swipe of her fingers.  

"Now I am. Protocol complete." You get dressed as Yeji adjusts her uniform to be more presentable, her scarf covering up the mark you left on her, looking like the professional flight attendant once more. You help her clean up the mess you left in her, changing the bedsheet and wiping up the white puddle she left on the floor.  

"So is that an actual protocol? Fast Uninterruped Crew Comfort, Motion Enhanced, the F.U.C.C.M.E protocol?" You ask her.  

"No of course not, one of my former colleagues coined that when she wanted to get off on the plane, she would take good looking passengers here and have her way with them. I was so horny after knowing you and Miss Choi were going at it, I wanted to try it out myself. Her English was a bit questionable back then, she spelled comfort with a K, so it was the F.U.C.K.M.E protocol, as she calls it."  

"I see... I wouldn't mind meeting this former colleague of yours." You whisper in Yeji's ear, your hand drifting to her thighs, trying to get her to break her composure again.  

"Who knows... you just might. Now return to your seat, I need to make sure I wasn't needed during our session."  

You follow Yeji back to the cabin, and luckily there were no lights indicating that a flight attendant was called in first-class. Yeji walks you back to your suite, and you notice with relief that Lia stayed asleep the whole time. You sneak back under the covers with her, and Yeji puts you to bed with a soft kiss before closing the door.  

"Good night, sweet dreams."  

The rest of the flight passes uneventfully, Lia wakes up refreshed, but she wonders why you still looked tired. You don't tell her the real reason of course, just saying that you don't sleep well on flights. The two of you chat and you get to know her better - Lia's a girl full of laughter, giggling at your every bad joke. You listen to her talk about life in Korea until you are interrupted by a knock on the door.  

"Good morning, I hope you've had a good rest?"  

"Yes, it was... satisfying."  

"W-well we are preparing for landing, please allow me to reset the beds into seats." Yeji stumbles over her words as she tries to retain composure, your reply reminding her of your encounter with her at the front of the plane. You and Lia get out of the suite and idly wait as Yeji gets to work. You continue your talk with Lia, casually stealing glances at Yeji's butt from time to time.  

"Thank you for waiting, please prepare for landing." Yeji and Lia both blush as they exchange eye-contact, Yeji hurrying out of the suite with the extra towels she left the two of you with.  

"Why is she blushing? I should be the one embarrassed." Lia wonders out loud.  

"Don't worry about it, tell me more about your life in Seoul, did you grow up there?" You deflect, and your conversation drifts from one topic to another. Time flies by talking to Lia, and you only notice you've landed when a gentle bump and rattle indicate that you've touched down in Incheon. The two of you grab your bags and prepare to exit the plane, regretfully having to part ways for now. You fire a wink at Yeji as you pass her, but she maintains a poker face and simply bows as you step off the plane.

You exchange numbers with Lia and promise to make plans with her once you're settled in. She offers to show you around Seoul, which you gladly accept. Delighted, she leans in your ear and whispers.  

"Seoul's not the only thing I want to show you more of." You can only smirk as you watch her walk away, her hips swaying, her short black skirt and knee-high boots causing men to turn around as she walks past them.

You make good time, passing through immigration and baggage claim in short order, grabbing your bags and preparing to exit the checkpoint. You see a crowd of people waiting for one reason or another, holding up signs and sheets of papers for the people they are receiving. Not expecting to be met, you make a beeline for the taxi stands, but you halt in your tracks as you see your name on a sign. The person holding the sign was very pretty, her short shoulder-length hair perfectly framing her cute face. Her eyes told a different story though, as she holds your attention with her smouldering gaze.  

As you walk towards her you take the opportunity to admire her body - she is dressed in the attire of the airline you just took, clearly indicating that she is an employee. For all you know she could be the designer of the uniform though, as the outfit sticks to her like a second skin, perfectly accentuating her figure. Your eyes roam her body hungrily, taking in her busty chest, roaming down to her slim waist and flat stomach, before widening at the sight of her apple hips, delicious thigh gap, and perfect thighs - never have you seen such gorgeous thighs, filling out her slacks, almost to the point of bursting.  

"Hi, that's me!" You say cautiously, pointing to the sign she is holding.  

"Welcome to Seoul sir, I am a customer service representative for the airlines."  

"I see, what is the problem?"  

"There is no problem. Miss Hwang appraised me of your assistance onboard the flight. We would like to thank you for the assistance, as well as take the opportunity to solicit further feedback. We are also evaluating the execution of my protocol. If you would please follow me." You want to smile widely at the words "my protocol", but settle for a knowing grin.  

"The protocol, you say? But of course, Miss...?" You ask for her name as she walks away. She turns around, smirking when she catches you staring at her butt.  

"Shin, Shin Ryujin."

A/N: I liked the idea of a protocol, so I had fun coming up with a stupid name for it. Next part might be slightly delayed as there are many directions I’m considering for the next part. Thank you for reading!

ITZY Part 3: Customer Feedback - ITZY Ryujin ft. Yeji

You follow Ryujin through the terminal, eyes glued to her swaying hips the whole time - she was a woman anyone would love to see walking away. She lets you into an employees-only area, quickly cutting through what looks like the "backstage" of an airport, leading to a service road outside, feeling the summer heat on your face instantly. It appears you've arrived at a hotel shuttle stop for employees, making it easier for them to get their hotels.  

"Hello sunbaenim." You hear behind you, and you turn to find a radiant smile plastered on Yeji's face as she comes walking out the same door you used, dressed in her wrinkled uniform. Her expression changes to one of embarrassment as she realizes that you're there too.  

"Hi unnie!" You hear Ryujin greet Yeji brightly.  

"Wait, unnie? But she called you..."  

"Yes yes, I'm younger than her but I also joined the company earlier. So she calls me sunbaenim outside and I call her unnie in return." Ryujin explains to you, her face one of exasperation, as if she has had to explain it a thousand times before.  

"Yeji will be joining us for the evaluation of my protocol." Ryujin says to you as Yeji sidles up next to you, blushing furiously.  

"It would be my pleasure." You bow to Yeji, her face turning tomato red at your words. The shuttle arrives and Yeji scampers in.  

The trip to the hotel was silent, Ryujin evidently high enough up the corporate ladder that the driver didn't ask you for any employee badge. Ryujin sat casually in a window seat, making small talk with the driver and not giving a care, while Yeji sat quietly next to you, making barely a squeak the whole ride there.  

Ryujin made for the front desk and got a key in seconds, signaling to you two to follow her, which you do like obedient little puppies. You could cut through Yeji's tension in the elevator with a knife, and you try to ignore her, following Ryujin to the hotel room. The hotel room was very spacious, more a suite than anything - it had a large king-sized bed, and a separate dining area with chairs and a dining table. You and Yeji stand there, as if waiting for Ryujin's instructions.  

"Damn it unnie, just kiss him already if you like him so much." Ryujin apparently reads Yeji's mind, and you find yourself kissing Yeji rosy lips once again. She pulls away from you, shying away before saying her first words since greeting Ryujin.  

"Thank you for... earlier."  

"Now that we finally got that out of the way. He is a good pick for your first time using my protocol unnie, I understand why you did it. You, sit on the bed, where were you all this time, if only you flew when I was a flight attendant." Ryujin orders you as she grabs a chair, lounging back in it.  

"I-I..." You have no idea how to respond to that, and instead simply follow Ryujin's instructions.  

"Now we will begin the evaluation of Yeji's performance. Yeji, go ahead and go through the steps as I direct them. Step 1!" You really should have expected it this time, but in a flash Yeji removes your pants and boxers, revealing your semi-hard cock to both of them.  

"Not bad," Ryujin smirks, apparently impressed by your tool. "Step 2!" You feel Yeji's hands on your shaft once again, moaning as she easily works you to full hardness.  

"Step 3!"  

"Ryujin-ah-"  

"You will address me as sunbaenim or ma'am during this evaluation. That goes for you too." Ryujin shoots the two of you a steely glare, and the intimidation arouses you further somehow.  

"Sunbaenim, I had to execute contingency A on the flight, should I go ahead and do so here too?"  

"No, he seems hard enough already. Step 3!" You watch greedily as Yeji removes her panties and hikes up her skirt again, before Ryujin gives her another order.  

"There's only the two of us, just strip down. You too, I want to see what we're working with." Ryujin eyes your fit body greedily as you devour Yeji's lithe body yourself, seeing her naked for the first time, completely out of the uniform. Her breasts fit her physique perfectly - not too small, not too big. She complemented that with a toned stomach and nice legs that you were glad to see again. Her skin was creamy white, contrasted perfectly with her jet black hair. Her hands wandered over her body as she shyly tried to cover herself from your hungry gaze.  

"Now you're shy? Step 3!"

"Sunbaenim... I'm really wet already."

"Show us." You watch as Yeji bends over the bed, her hand spreading her pussy lips like she did for you on the plane. A little bit of precum forms on your cock in response to the trickle of arousal that leaks out of her, trailing down her thigh deliciously.  

"Good, step 4!" Ryujin moves her chair over, positioning herself so that she can see you sink into Yeji. You smirk and only partially penetrate Yeji, drawing a whine as you toy with her again.  

"What are you doing?" Ryujin demands.  

"See Ryujin, the protocol never said I had to put all of my cock in her." you grin at her, which Ryujin quickly wipes away by giving you a stinging slap on the ass. The slap causes you to jerk forward, plunging all of yourself into Yeji right away. Luckily Yeji is aroused enough that the sudden penetration causes her no pain, and instead a sharp spike of pleasure hits her, her shrill cry joining your deep moan as you feel all of Yeji's pussy on you again.  

"It's ma'am, and if you're going to fuck her, do it properly." Ryujin returns to her seat. "Step 5!"  

"Yes ma'am!" You pull out of Yeji most of the way with a groan, not daring to pull all the way out as a cheeky joke.  

"Good, step 6!"  

"Sunbae! I had to tell him how many times to repeat it because he asked." Yeji breathes out before bracing herself for your first thrust.  

"Seriously? And how many times did it take before you came?"  

"I counted to 5 ma'am." You chime in.  

"That's all it took? Wow you were horny weren't you Yeji? Do 4 then." Yeji shot Ryujin a look of resentment before breaking down into sobs as you pumped her deeply and powerfully 4 times, exactly as Ryujin specified.  

"Sunbae, I'm so close..."  

"Good, keep it that way. You, pull out!"  

"What about step 7?"  

"That's the F.U.C.K.M.E protocol. Yeji, your performance was not satisfactory, at least last longer before you cum. Now I want to test something - this is for the Ubiquitous Satisfaction protocol, the F.U.C.K.U.S protocol as I like to call it. Come strip me." Ryujin beckons to you, beginning to unbutton her shirt. You slither over to Ryujin and help her unbutton her top, leaving Yeji hanging as she pants on the bed, her juices streaming freely from her thighs.  

"What about me sunbae?"  

"Stay there, don't touch yourself, I will send you out of the room naked if you cum." Yeji whimpers in reply, sitting on the bed, her thighs crossed and trying to resist the urge to cum. You see her hands grip the sheets tightly as you and Ryujin treat her to an erotic striptease. You peel off Ryujin's top and pants, leaving her in only her underwear, a matching set of red bra and panties.  

"Like what you see?" While Ryujin is cute, and she has a great set of breasts with a flat toned stomach, the first and only thing you notice are her thighs, and you tell her so.  

"Your thighs are amazing, I want those thighs to be wrapped around my head, around my cock, and around me..." You get to Ryujin a little, causing her to let out a soft gasp as she imagines you doing all those things to her.  

"You’re Not Shy aren’t you? Who knows, maybe you'll get to do all of that... if you do well." She pulls you in for a kiss, her tongue seeking dominance over yours as she pushes the two of you to the bed, next to Yeji. You take the opportunity to strip the rest of Ryujin, and the two of you lose yourselves to each other until a small whine distracts both of you from your makeout session.  

"What do you think, should we let Yeji cum?"  

"Only if she's a good girl."  

"Agreed, Yeji, lay down." Yeji follows Ryujin's every instruction, eager to please her sunbae. Ryujin proceeds to position herself above Yeji before giving a simple order.  

"Lick." With one word Ryujin lowers herself on to Yeji's face, and the flight attendant begins licking Ryujin's core, her fluids beginning to drip on to Yeji's face, smearing her makeup. You watch Yeji's pussy get wetter and wetter as she eats Ryujin out, the submissive act seemingly turning her on as well. Ryujin breaks you out of your reverie with a question.  

"I would like to collect some feedback as a customer service representative. On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate our first-class service door-to-door?"  

"I was picked up from my home and led straight to the airport, so that was good, but upon touching down I was received by some bossy representative who made me take an employee shuttle to a hotel I didn't book, so seven out of ten."  

"I see, I do apologize for that, please come here." Ryujin signals for you to get in front of her, and she takes your cock in her mouth. The feeling of your cock in her mouth is amazing as she skillfully times the bobs of her head with the riding of her pussy on Yeji's face, the vibrations of her moans adding to your pleasure. You feel your cock hit the back of her mouth every time she pushes against Yeji's face. As Ryujin's pace increases, you find yourself quickly climbing to your climax, and wanting to hold that off you manage to pull yourself out of her.  

"That was good, I revise my rating, ten out of ten!"  

"Excellent, thank you for the feedback. And how would you rate our in-flight service, as well as the food and wine selection?"  

"Ten out of ten for service, it was very satisfying. Nine out of ten for food and wine, it was very good, but it was missing... something sweet." Ryujin catches your drift immediately.  

"Very well, I suppose Yeji deserves a reward, you may have your out-of-flight snack." You swing around and plant yourself between Yeji's legs, who spreads them apart for you upon hearing Ryujin's command. Her pussy is gorged with lust, her clit poking out prominently. You begin lapping up her honey, licking and swiping all over her slit, triggering Yeji to squeal into Ryujin's pussy, who moans out loud in response. You dig your tongue deeper into Yeji, feeling her walls clench on you, and you know she is extremely close. You pull your tongue out, focusing on her clit instead, sucking and swiping at it. You are immediately rewarded with a wordless cry as you feel a hand latch on to the back of your head, pushing you further into her crotch as Yeji finally cums.  

"Mmmmph! Fuck!" Although her screams are muffled, Yeji's body betrays the pleasure she is feeling as she floods your mouth with a gush of cum. Ryujin definitely feels Yeji's orgasm too, the sudden herky jerky movements of Yeji quickly bringing Ryujin to the brink, causing her to pant rapidly. Somehow she manages to keep her lust in control, pushing herself off the bed and getting off Yeji. You admire the complete mess she made on Yeji, a sheen of her juices covering Yeji's face, made all the more erotic by Yeji's expression - eyes tightly shut, mouth open in a perfect 'O', still in the middle of experiencing her orgasm.  

"Bad boy, I told you to eat her out, not make her cum. You should be punished for that."  

"Is that so? My apologies ma'am, how should I be punished?"  

"You will take Yeji's spot. Make me cum." Ryujin pushes you down on to the bed and you are greeted with your second delicious pussy of the day. You grab on to Ryujin's supple thighs as you eat her with more intensity than before, helping her ride against your face with more and more force. Although Ryujin's moans grow louder and louder, you hear them less and less as her thighs trap your head tighter with every passing rock of her hips. Her riding gets more and more erratic, until finally you hear her cry out loud.  

"Fuck, here it comes, nnngh..." Ryujin cums with a strong buck of her hips against your face and you go deaf for a few seconds, her thighs crushing your skull as her back arches to an insane angle. You are treated to your second sweet drink as Ryujin drenches your face with her fluids. You are cured of your deafness as she leans forward over you and collapses on to the bed, breathing heavily, finally releasing your head.  

"That was good... you deserve a reward. Yeji, have you recovered yet?" Ryujin asks, as she shakily stands up before pulling you up with her.  

"Yes sunbaenim."  

"Good, pleasure us while we do this." She directs her attention to you next, "So... you wanted my thighs around your cock? Anything for a customer." She grasps your cock, aiming it directly at her thigh gap, and you are immediately taken to heaven, feeling the smooth skin of her thighs around your shaft as she rocks her hips back and forth on your tool.

You feel Ryujin drip on to you as Yeji takes turns teasing your cock and rubbing Ryujin's slit. Your hands do not lay idle, one going to grab Ryujin's breast, while the other finds their way between Yeji's legs, dipping two fingers into her wet core. The three of you form an obscene triangle of pleasure - rubbing, stroking, groping. You feel Yeji sink down on your hand particularly deeply as her knees buckle in orgasm. That knowledge brings you close to the edge again, and you whisper in Ryujin's ear.  

"Please, I want to feel your thighs wrapped around me."  

"Very well, now for the overall customer feedback." Ryujin pulls away from you abruptly and lays on the bed, her arms keeping her legs up and spread, exposing herself completely to you, and she gives the one command you want the most.  

"Fuck me." You don't hold back any longer, and with a smooth thrust you sink all of yourself into Ryujin's hot silky walls.

"Damn you feel so good... so tight." you groan into Ryujin's ear.

"Speak for yourself, you're so big in me! Hold on." Ryujin finally wraps her cushy thighs around your waist, her legs crossing and locking themselves behind you. "There you go, now pound me." You rip a wail from Ryujin's throat as you penetrate her with another powerful pump, carving your own way through her tight tunnel. Every rock of your hips draws a cry from Ryujin as you finally get to properly fuck her.  

"Yeji! Unnie lick us!" Ryujin breaks character, begging for Yeji to add to your stimulation. You immediately feel a wet tongue on your balls, licking and stroking your shaft every time you pull out of Ryujin. Yeji alternates between sinfully pleasing you and Ryujin, making both of you feel her tongue whenever you sink into Ryujin. You pound Ryujin into the bed, finally getting the dominating personality under your control. The sensations quickly proves too much for her, and she explodes on your cock with a shriek.  

"Hngh! Here it comes again, it feels so good!" You feel Ryujin get significantly wetter and tighter as you furiously fuck her through her orgasm, her body freezing up as she bucks her hips into you. Ready to blow your own load, you manage to break the lock she has on your hips before you cum. Just recovering from her orgasm, Ryujin barely gets a sound out before you kneel over her and stuff her mouth with your throbbing cock. Your hand goes to her head, forcefully fucking her face before you unleash a torrent of cum.  

"Take it, fuck!" You fill her mouth quickly, some of it beginning to leak out of the sides. You pull out of her mouth and fall back on the bed, your cock still spurting cum, leaving a trail of white down her body. Yeji capitalizes on this and grabs Ryujin's face, pulling her in for a kiss, forcing Ryujin to share some of your seed. Your cum overflows from the hot connection, painting both their faces with stripes of white. The two gorgeous ladies collapse on to the bed with you, looking more beautiful than ever with their sweat-and-cum-covered face. Cheekily they wipe off the last of your semen with their fingers, licking and sucking them clean.  

"Mmm, thank you for the feedback."  

--Hours later--

You finally wake from your post-sex nap, noticing the disappointing lack of two beautiful bodies next to you. You sit up, noticing that Ryujin is pacing about, wearing nothing but her bra and panties as she takes a phone call by the window. You sneak up on her, wrapping your arms around her breasts and tummy as you pull her against you.  

"Yes, as I was say- ah!" She screams at your surprise hug, turning around and smacking you in the chest before going back to the call. "No no, it's nothing, I knocked over something, can I call you back later?" She hangs up the phone before turning to face you.  

"You naughty boy, I was on a work call!"  

"Where's Yeji?"  

"She lives in Seoul, so she went back home to unpack and rest from the flight."  

"Oh, what about you?" You eye Ryujin up and down again, feeling yourself getting hard looking at her tight body.  

"Well... it would be unprofessional of me to leave a customer by himself in the hotel." Ryujin begins, before leaning in and whispering to you in a conspirational tone, "Plus I want more from you..."  

"Yes that would be quite unprofe- ugh!" Your reply is cut short as Ryujin grabs you by the cock, positioning you so that you are facing the window, curtains left wide open.  

"Tell me. Who would you like to cum on, that hot girl..." She points your dick to a girl walking by just a couple stories below, oblivious to what is going on above her. "or that hot girl?" She points you to someone else walking by.  

You turn around, forcefully swapping positions with Ryujin, pushing her back against the glass window. "I want to cum on, and in, this hot lady..." You pull her panties to the side, rubbing your cock against her slit, feeling her rapidly get wet against your shaft.  

"Yeah? Well you don't get to have any fun until I have my fun." Ryujin pulls a chair over, putting it facing the window. "Go sit in that chair, close your eyes, and don't move!" You obediently sit in the chair, keeping your eyes shut as you hear the rustle of fabric behind you. You feel yourself drift off into a mini-sleep, until you are awoken with a kiss on the cheek.  

"Wake up sleepy boy, hope you like this." You try to move, but find your arms and legs tied down to the chair, seemingly with some scarves from the airline uniform.  

"What are you doing?" You ask as you struggle against the restraints.  

"Yeji was kind enough to lend me the spare scarves she had, so I put it to good use. Hopefully no one catches you!" Ryujin removes her bra and panties, showing you her nude body in full again before continuing. She is breathtaking, her body a most delightful combination of curves in the afternoon light. "Now then, how much of the protocol do you remember, why don't we try it from your perspective?"  

"P-put my cock in y-your pussy." You stutter out.  

"Okay, like this?" Ryujin straddles you, but doesn't sink herself fully on to you, only allowing your head to stay in her.  

"N-no! Please put all of my cock in your pussy..." you beg of her. You feel your cock get even harder as she lowers herself on to you fully, leaving you buried to the hilt in her.  

"What then?" Ryujin says between pants, enjoying being filled completely again.  

"Please get off my cock."  

"You forgot a word!" She tortures you, slowly pulling herself off you completely.  

"Sorry, please get off my cock partially." You correct yourself, completely at her mercy.  

"There we go, you have to remember to be specific!" She teases you, much like the way you did to Yeji. "What's next?"  

"Repeat those two steps, again and again."  

"Good, that's my favorite part." Ryujin mounts you again, and you enjoy her velvety tunnels clamping down on you as she rides you for her own pleasure. She whispers the last words you want to hear.  

"You better not cum, else I'll leave you here by yourself, naked, bound, and facing an open window!" You can only nod in response, focusing all of your efforts on trying not to cum in her hot pussy. Ryujin continues to ride you harder and harder, drawing shouts and screams from you as your hands bang uselessly against the chair, which only makes things worse as the rattle and shake of the chair addle your brain with even more pleasure.

You are dangerously close to being left naked in the hotel as Ryujin cums on your cock, moaning right by your ear and hugging you tightly against the chair as you feel her twitch on top of you, her juices soaking your crotch and the chair. Knowing that she has cum, you break down and beg for your release.  

"Please let me cum! I can't hold on much longer!"  

"Good boy, very well, I will untie you, and you can choose how you want to cum." You agonizingly wait for Ryujin to untie your arms and legs before grabbing her, pushing her against the window. Her legs naturally find themselves around you as you prop her up against the window, your hands grabbing at her thighs and ass. The two of you moan in delight as you plunge into her, your hips rocking rapidly, banging her into the window as you chase your own desperate need to cum. Ryujin's cries fill your ears and mind as you fuck her roughly for all to see, if anyone cared to look up.  

"Fuck, Ryujin..." Her name leaves your mouth as a rasp as your orgasm overruns you completely. Your cock throbs and begins spewing large amounts of cum in Ryujin, causing her to squeal as your balls drain all the pent-up lust stored up from her earlier play. She gasps as she feels your cum overflow out of her, her pussy leaking some out before being filled again by the next spurt of your cock. You pull out of her completely, Ryujin sinking to her knees as she lays against the window.  

"You're still cumming!" Her words rang true as your cock keeps throbbing, firing a few shots of cum against the window before the final few globs land on Ryujin's face as she looks up at you in amazement. As your body finishes cumming it collapses with your mind as you join Ryujin against the window, leaning against her in a half-embrace.  

"That was good... sorry, your play really turned me on, fuck..." You are rendered speechless as your orgasm still buzzes in your head.  

"Mmm it's okay, you feel so warm." Ryujin caresses your head, shuddering as she feels your seed still oozing out from her pussy.  

"On the other hand, told you I would cum in and on you." She can only laugh at your quip as she draws the curtains shut before pulling you back into bed with her.  

--Night time--  

You finally wake up, this time enjoying the sight of Ryujin snuggled up against you. You gently shake her awake - guess the fuck took as much out of her as she did out of you. She looks at her phone and begins getting dressed.  

"Sorry, it looks like there is a delayed flight coming in, I need to be available to handle anything the agents can't handle." You get dressed too and the two of you exit the hotel.  

"Thanks for indulging me, I really enjoyed myself, I'll see you again sometime?" Ryujin waves before getting on the shuttle back to the airport. You kiss her goodbye before getting a cab of your own back to your actual hotel.  

--Two weeks later--

You find yourself back at the airport, leaving Seoul and Korea after a torrid two weeks of "exploration" with Lia. You enjoyed your time with her, and you were both sad you had to leave. Making promises to come back again sometime you board the plane with a heavy heart, preparing for a grueling 12-hour flight in economy class.  

"Thank you for choosing us today sir, you could have come through our first-class entrance, it looks like you have been assigned to seat 3C."  

"That can't be right, my boarding pass here says 26E." The flight attendant examines your ticket, frowning and checking her own list.  

"Hmm, it looks like you were upgraded at the last minute, right this way sir." Wondering what tremendous luck you have, you follow her to the first-class cabin.  

"Thank you again for choosing us today sir. The first-class cabin attendant will be with you shortly." Unfortunately it seemed like the first-class cabin was completely unoccupied as you didn't even see a single passenger join you in first-class. The flight attendant didn't even come back to check on you before takeoff! Disappointed with your lack of champagne you laid back and tried to get some shuteye as the plane leveled off to cruising altitude.

You were just about to doze off until you hear the door of your suite open up. You were greeted with a beautiful smile.  

"Yeji?"  

"Good afternoon sir, I will be your personal flight attendant for the trip. Please allow me to set up the beds." You stand up and watch in bewilderment as Yeji sets up the two side-by-side beds for you.  

"Did you upgrade me? Thank you so much!" You hug her and kiss her on the cheek, just happy to get the first-class seat for the long trip back.  

"Oh no, I don't have that power, you'll have to thank-" Yeji's interrupted by a cough from behind you, and you turn around to see Ryujin!  

"Hello sir, as part of our continued effort for customer satisfaction, I have requested your assistance in testing the structural integrity of our first-class cabin beds. Miss Hwang here will be helping me with testing the... soundproofing of our first-class suites. Will you assist us?"  

"But of course, it would be... our pleasure."  

Clearly not caring about being loud, Yeji lets out a loud squeal and giggle as you pull her down on to the bed with you. Ryujin begins removing her top as Yeji helps you out of yours.  

"Well then, let us begin the testing protocol."

A/N: I debated for a long time whether to include Yeji in this part or just let Ryujin be the solo character, then ended up writing it both ways, so there you go. This concludes the ITZY mini-series, thank you for reading!

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IOI Chungha Part 1: Chemistry

"I'm going home, the two of you stay here, work on your chemistry with your partner, you better be exhausted before you even think about stepping out of the practice room!" The choreographer storms off, unhappy about the progress you and your partner made.  

"Sorry, we'll work hard on it!" The two of you bow until the door slams shut. "Well shit." The two of you look at each other through the mirror, and while she looks at her own reflection, zoning out, you of course are looking at the sweaty and flushed face of your partner Chungha - even with tousled hair and little makeup she was breathtaking.  

"Take 5?" She matches your gaze through the mirror, slightly smirking, snapping you out of your trance.  

"Uh yeah, sounds good." The two of you grab your water and sit down in front of the mirror.  

"Man what a demanding teacher isn't he?" You say to Chungha, trying to make small talk with her.  

"Seriously, we were pretty much perfect already. Damn it's hot in here." Chungha takes a large gulp of water and douses the rest of it on her fiery body, treating you to the sight of her translucent white top, showing off the curves of her breasts, held back by the simple black sports bra she had on.  

"That feels good, you should try it. Hey!" You take Chungha's words literally, splashing the rest of the bottle on her as well. She shakes the water off on you with exaggerated movements, looking at you with mock disdain.  

"You're right, that does feel good!" You joke as Chungha shoots you a playful glare before pushing things one step further.  

"Ugh, this top is soaked." Her hands go to the hem of her top and lift up and over her head, taking the drenched piece of clothing off and revealing her toned and voluptuous upper body. You barely get a glance at her chest before the flying wet rag smacks into your face.  

"Hey!"  

"Consider that payback!" You grab the discarded top, making a show of wiping your face with it.  

"Mmm smells good, thank you!"  

"Yeah right jackass, lets practice." The two of you practice a little longer, the atmosphere in the room getting a little hotter, and not just from the intense dance. The tension in the room grows with every touch you put on her, every move feeling more sensual - Where there used to be fabric, all you feel now is her skin, every contact sending tingles through you.

You end up on the ground as part of the choreo, with Chungha standing above. Your fingers dance along her arm, while your other arm drifts across her toned abs before pulling her down to you. The two of you lock eyes before the beat drops and you reluctantly push her off you, following the choreo strictly. After several runs of the choreo the two of you are breathing heavily, both your cheeks a shade of red.  

"Good run, again?" You ask, trying to keep your focus on the dance.  

"Y-yeah." Chungha replies, breathless from the choreo, or so you thought. The two of you repeat the choreo, the blood in Chungha flowing more hurriedly, her body's faint flush seemingly more apparent with the sheen of sweat on her. You end up on the ground again, and you notice Chungha feels hot, almost burning, as you pull her down above you. You feel her tense in your arm as you lock eyes with her once more.

You make to push her off again, but the beat is missed as you feel her soft lips on yours, taking your breath away as she willingly throws herself on you. Your hands go to her waist, pressing her against you while her hands cup your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss.  

"C-chungha wait, are you sure you want this?"  

"Fuck yes, and I know you want it." You let out a small gasp as you feel her grind her hips on your hardening cock. Her lethal wink robs you of any professionalism you have left. "Dumbass choreographer didn't say we had to be exhausted from practicing did he?"  

Your hands scramble up Chungha's body, and she stretches her arms out above her head as she helps you rid her of her bra, revealing her sizable breasts to you. They were a perfect size, and you sit up, taking one in your mouth as your hand plays with the another.  

"Mmmm wait, I'm so sweaty."  

"You think I care right now?" You make your point clear as you tweak one nipple with your fingers, drawing a sharp yelp and moan from Chungha while your tongue teases and swirls around the other.  

"I want to see you." Chungha hands tug urgently at your t-shirt, and you feel her running her hands down your torso while you help yourself out of it. You throw it in a corner with her long discarded top.  

"Like what you see?" You cockily lean back on your arms, your cock getting even harder as you see Chungha breathing heavily on top of you, her body flushed red with arousal. If looks could fuck, the look she is giving you right could do it, licking her lips as she eyes you like a piece of meat to devour. While you were entranced with her expression, Chungha has already unbuckled your pants, and you raise your hips, helping her strip you clean naked.  

"Now I do." Chungha steps away from you, giving you a sexy striptease as she slowly rid herself of her own pants, kicking them off. She smiles, watching your cock throb as she slides her matching black panties down and off her long legs. The sight that greets you is gorgeous, her pink lips inflamed with arousal, a trail of juice already trickling down her thigh. Her musk fills your nose as she flings her panties at you. "Better hold on to that, I don't want you to be too loud while I ride you."  

You throw it back at Chungha, "You better hold on to that, wouldn't want you to be too loud while I fuck you." But she swats the panties away, sending it to the ground. Chungha mounts you, a look of pure lust in her eyes. Neither of you need any foreplay as Chungha immediately sinks her slick tunnel all the way down your shaft, and you moan at the sensation of being balls deep in her.  

"Ohhh yes, that's good." Chungha quickly loses herself in her lust, her hips squirming and rubbing against you. She grinds against you deeply, trying to feel the delicious friction of her clit against your pelvis - you help her out, one hand going to her trimmed bush, finding her engorged bundle of nerves and pinning it against her rocking body.  

"Fuck yes!" Chungha's harsh moans turn to cries of pleasure as she humps you, her road to orgasm rapidly helped along by your playing with her clit. You watch the goddess above you shriek your name before her mind is pierced with pleasure. A rush of fluids break on your tip as Chungha tries, and fails, to dam herself on your cock, sinking deep on to you, her juices leaking out of where you two are joined. You somehow withstand the massage her walls give you, staving off your desire to cum with her with a strained grunt.  

"Ugh, I needed that, damn that was good..." Chungha groans into your ear as she collapses above you. You enjoy the feel of her athletic body above you, your hands running down her back and groping her ass, feeling her pant heavily above you.  

"You didn't cum did you? You're so handsy... Fine, how do you want me?" You push her, mimicking the choreo move as she gets off you with a wet plop. You stand up, pushing her back against the mirror before whispering in her ear.  

"Turn around, bend over, hands on the mirror." You feel Chungha shudder against you as you take control of the situation. She follows your instructions, bracing herself against the mirror and bending over, keeping her arms straight and legs spread, presenting her sopping wet pussy for you to fuck.

You lean over her, one hand on her hips and the other under her neck as you tilt her head up, the two of you looking at each other through the mirror. You feel her neck vibrate with a long moan as you slowly plunge yourself deep in her scalding tunnel once more. Her eyes fall shut automatically as she savors the feel of your cock in her while being in such a compromising position, giving up total control to you, but a slap on her thigh rattles them open.  

"Watch as we fuck, try not to scream too loud. Should I get the panties?" Chungha fires you a steely glare as she accepts your challenge, bending her knees before bucking herself back on your cock, a surprised grunt leaving your lips. You smirk and bring your hips back, almost pulling all the way out before you push forward powerfully into her. A strained moan leaves her throat as you see her bite her lip, trying to restrain her vocalizations. Her breasts jiggle in rhythm with the claps of your flesh as you thrust into her rapidly.

You smirk at Chungha's expressions in the mirror while she tries to suppress her moans, her eyes locking with yours, challenging you. But you know how she's actually feeling, enjoying the erotic sight of her arousal dripping on to the floor with every pull back of your hips, as if you're actually pumping her for her juices. You see a drop of blood on her lip as she resolutely tries to prevent herself from voicing her pleasure, biting down a little too hard.  

"Just let it out, we both know this room is soundproof. I want you to enjoy yourself too you know... Scream. Now." You punctuate your last word with a determined thrust, pushing forward with purpose, angling your hips just so, and you finally shatter Chungha's resolve.  

"Oh fuck! Fuck yes, oh god fuck me!" Her screams ring throughout the room as you pound her, her hand slapping the glass as hard as you are fucking her. The profanities and shrieks flow out of her freely, uninhibited by any sense of decency. You rattle her body as you saw yourself in and out of the tight confines of her core, wrapping your arm around her slim waist. Your combined sweat and juices pool below the two of you, the sound of her pussy sloshing adding to the obscene harmony of a good fuck.

You hear her screams get shorter and louder as you feel her get tighter and wetter around you. You grab her by the top of her head, forcing her to look at the scene playing out in the mirror.  

"Go ahead, watch yourself cum."  

"Yes!" Chungha's scream fades to a hoarse whisper, her pupils dilating as her walls convulse around you in orgasm. Her limbs quiver and her arms slide off the mirror, showing off her flexibility, her lithe body almost bending in half as you grip her hips and chase your own climax.  

"Chungha where-"  

"Outside, allow me." She disconnects from you, a final splash hitting the puddle of juices on the floor as you pull out. The last image you remember is Chungha on her knees in front of you, her hands stroking your slick shaft rapidly while she looks at you with that seductive gaze you always see in the mirror during practices, but now reserved only for you...  

"Fuck, Chungha!" Her name leaves your mouth with a shout, your eyes seeing stars as she strokes you to your peak. Shots of white land squarely on her face, layering the existing sheen of sweat and light makeup with an additional coat of your seed. Chungha continues stroking your pulsing shaft, massaging your balls as you continue to empty yourself on her face. You sink to your knees next to her once you are finally done, the two of you admiring your work in the mirror.  

You get up, grabbing a towel from your bag and handing it to her. "Damn, you covered me real good." Chungha remarks as she wipes your cum off her face.  

"Yeah well, do you blame me after having you cum on me twice?" You gripe as you take another towel and wipe up the fluids on the floor, trying to remove any traces of your "dance". The two of you get dressed best you can and you take the chance to get a last look at her body before she finishes dressing.  

"Hey, you forgot something." You hold up her ruined black panties, the scrap of fabric still soaked from earlier.  

"Keep it, that's the only pair you get."  

"Why, you're not wearing panties during practice from now on? Nice!" She fires you a hard look as she fixes her hair, combing it to look less like "just had sex" hair and more "dance practice" hair.  

"Wow, you look cute without makeup."  You absentmindedly blurt out once she is done with her hair. Chungha’s face turns crimson red as she mutters a "thanks" in reply. As the two of you head to the door Chungha looks to you apologetically.  

"Sorry about the towel, I got my makeup all over it."  

"Don’t worry, I can wash it-"  

"Do you want to come to my place? We can wait while we wash it." Turns out, when she's not in heat Chungha is a cutie, the words leaving her bright red cheeks in a rush.  

"My place is closer." You try to stop yourself as you think about what you both are implying, but the words slip out before you catch yourself. However, Chungha's reply removes any lingering doubt you had.  

"S-sure, you're not too exhausted like our choreographer says we should be?"  

"No, are you?"  

"Nope, let's go then." The taxi ride to your place is quick and quiet, the two of you fidgety about what you both know will happen once you reach your place.  

"Sorry about the mess." You say as you open the door and let yourselves in.  

"No, this is better than I thought."  

"Here's the kitchen, the living room, and the... bedroom." You awkwardly give her a tour around your place, taking up all of a minute.  

"So where's the uh... washing machine?" She asks, trying to break the silence. You direct her to the washing machine and she throws the towels in, shutting the door - you set up the wash with a beep.  

"There we go..." You drift off into silence as the two of you stand dumbly in front of the noisy machine, the tension building between the two of you once more.  

"So..." Chungha starts, before you decided to break the tension, pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Your hand goes straight to her mound, feeling her wetness through her sweatpants. Your tongues twine with one another as she pulls you towards your bedroom.

The two of you are needy for more, shedding clothes off each other - the lack of panties means you strip her naked first, and when you finally lose all your clothes you are greeted by the delicious sight of a nude Chungha sprawled out on your bed. Her hair waves out behind her, her body on full display for you - her breasts are a perfect handful, and her hips a perfect armful for you to grip, as you verified yourself earlier. Her legs are toned and well-defined, and her butt is pert and tight - how many times have you messed up the choreo because you were distracted by her legs and ass?

You find yourself entranced by the duality of the woman lying below you - Chungha is demanding and intense during sex, knowing exactly what she wants, willing to talk dirty and seduce you, but outside of that she is cute and shy, blushing at even the simplest compliments - she is the perfect woman in every way.  

"Fuck me again, I definitely screamed louder when you did the fucking." The needy Chungha knows what she wants right now, and you were happy to provide as you use your tool to pleasure her, rubbing your head against her entrance and drawing a whine from her before you bury yourself in her once more.  

"Fuck yes!" In the privacy of your apartment Chungha is much more vocal, her cries of joy resonating in the room. Her legs naturally wrap around your hips, her arms doing the same around your neck as you piston in and out of her, the two of you sharing your passion for one another with a deep kiss. You suck on her bottom lip, pulling more moans from her as you feel her body tense around you.  

"I'm cumming again!" Chungha breaks away from the kiss, breathlessly announcing her orgasm before pulling you back in for another liplock, her kiss full of need, as if she's trying to suck the oxygen she needs out of you. Her orgasm is much quieter this time, her squeal muffled against your bruised lips. It is no less wet than before, however, as you feel your crotch soak in her juices, your cock coated with her slick honey. The image of having your beautiful dance partner writhing under you in your bed is too much, and your climax takes you by some surprise.  

"Oh, oh shit!" You pull out at the last moment, your cum spraying from your tip, covering her toned abdomen, some of it making as far as her breasts. You collapse on top of her, propping yourself up so as to not crush her petite body. You kiss a stray strand of hair on her flushed face before locking eyes with Chungha, the fire of lust in her eyes replaced with a different glimmer of passion that is reflected in yours. The moment is broken as you look down at the mess you made on her body, grabbing your discarded t-shirt and wiping her clean.  

"Hmm, I should have waited to start the washing machine."  

"It's fine, come here, now I really am exhausted..." Chungha snuggles up to you as you draw the covers over both of you, letting sleep overwhelm you, her warmth spreading against your tired body.  

--The next day--

You wakeup to find your bed half-empty, but you don't complain when you stagger out of the bedroom and are greeted by the adorable but sexy sight of Chungha dressed in an oversized black sweater of yours.  

"Sorry! I did another wash with my clothes in there, but I didn't have anything to wear, so I took the first thing I found and-" you silence her flustered explanation with a quick peck.  

"It's yours now, keep it! In return..." Chungha tilt her head to one side, wondering what you are gonna ask. You take a deep breath and ask the dumbest question ever, praying that she would make it the smartest question.  

"Chungha, be my girlfriend? We should go out on a date." Chungha blushes furiously, before breaking out into laughter.  

"You know, normally you go out on a date, ask them to be your girlfriend, and then cum on them, not the reverse order!" You hang your head in embarrassment at your stupidity, but her soft follow-up makes the temporary shame worth it.  

"But yes, and yes, let's go on a date."  

Delighted, you make to whip up breakfast for her while she waits for her clothes to dry. As you hum and scramble the eggs in your pan, you feel a hand reach out from behind you, turning the stove off before it finds it way around your waist. Chungha hugs you tightly, and you feel her breasts pressed firmly on your back. You get further aroused as you feel her other hand slip under your boxers.  

"What are you doing?"  

"Save the breakfast for yourself, I know what I want to eat." You find yourself leaning back against the kitchen counter as Chungha gets on her knees, pulling down your boxers with her. Your cock springs out, your morning wood greeting her and almost hitting her in the face. She looks up at you with round eyes as her lips find their way around your shaft. Your throw your head back as Chungha slobbers all over your meat, her tongue running along your shaft, teasing your sensitive head and licking the underside of your tool. Her hands are not idle either, with one stroking the base of your cock while the other plays with your balls.  

"Oh damn, Chungha..." You let out a long groan when she bobs herself deeper on to your cock, finally taking all of you in her warm mouth. Your hand lands on her head, keeping yourself deep in her throat, releasing her only when she taps your thighs. She pulls back with a gasp, a string of her drool trailing from your shaft to her rosy lips. She grins, watching you trying to catch your breath from her work.  

"You're close aren't you?" You can only nod in response. "Good, feed me." Chungha redoubles her efforts, going back to your cock and increasing the pace at which she licks, strokes, and sucks your manhood. You burn the image of your new girlfriend giving you a morning blowjob into memory before the pleasure wipes all thought away, and you cum with a sharp hiss.  

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Your hips buck forward as Chungha seals her lips around your head, sucking your cock like a vacuum as your cum flies out, splattering the back of her throat. Her hands move back and forth on your shaft, squeezing as much cum as she can out of you. True to her word she enjoys your seed, swallowing all of it and not letting a single drop go to waste as she wipes the last bit of cum off her lips and licks her finger clean.  

"Mmm delicious, thank you for breakfast, but I gotta go soon."  

"What about you? I didn't-"  

"I'm too sore, you did a number on me yesterday. I'll be sure you pay me back sometime though, don't worry." She pecks you on the cheek and collects her clothes. She excuses herself to your bedroom and comes out a few moments later, all dressed for her morning schedule. She holds your sweater in her hands before she stuffs it in her bag. "I can keep this right? I'll see you in the afternoon!"  

The afternoon practice couldn't come soon enough, and you greet your new lover with a quick but eager kiss on the cheek when you see her again. Chungha sidles up to you, bringing her lips to your ear, "You know, I think I left my panties at your place, I never did find where we left it."  

"So you mean when you left my place?" She nods in reply. "The whole day?"  

"The. Whole. Day." She smirks at your face getting red.  

"What about practice?"  

"Maybe just for today... or maybe from now on, like you said." Damn, today's practice will be tough, how do you keep an erection down knowing that Chungha is practicing while going commando?

"Good luck, try to stay professional." She reads your mind perfectly, grinning as she sways her hips sexily, walking towards the practice room. The two of you stop short at the door, finding your strict choreographer waiting for you.  

"I hope you guys worked on your chemistry yesterday?" The two of you share a look before answering.  

"Yes, yes we have."  

"Good, then let's get started. Hey, what are these handprints on the mirrors?"  

Oops.

A/N: It gets a little bit fluffy for the "next day" part, but she looked so alluring in the oversized sweater I had to write some sort of girlfriend scenario in. Thank you for reading!

IOI Chungha Part 2: Adrenaline

"Good, you've improved a lot over the past couple of weeks. The chemistry is really good, You two aren't dating or anything?" The choreographer surprises you and Chungha with his praise and follow-up comment.  

"N-no of course not sir, she's an idol!"  

"Uh huh..." He eyes the two of you sharply and both of you wilt under his gaze. "Whatever, it's not my business, just don't get caught eh? Anyways good job, practice a little bit more and have a good rest before tomorrow's performance."  

"Yes, thank you!" The choreographer heads out, leaving the two of you to practice. After several more successful runs of the choreo, Chungha catches your eye in the mirror.  

"Cooldown?" She asks, raising one eyebrow flirtatiously at you.  

"Cooldown!" You hug her from behind, your arms naturally wrapping around your girlfriend's waist, your hands enjoying the feel of her toned abs. You plant soft kisses on her neck, causing Chungha to hum in delight.  

"How should we do it today?" You whisper in her ear. "Cooldown" has become a codeword between the two of you, the many late night practice sessions and tantalizing choreo inevitably leading to the two of you tangling on the floor, the sex less intense than the first time you crossed boundaries with her, but by no means any less enjoyable.

"Missionary? I'm so sore from today's practice, plus I rode you last time."  

"Fine, let me get something for the floor." You reluctantly let go of Chungha, going to grab your jacket from your bag. You return to see Chungha peeling her tight leggings off, revealing her creamy thighs to you.  

"Aww thank you!" She sits herself down on the jacket, beckoning you to come over. You join her, slowly pushing her down on the floor as you engage her in a passionate kiss. Her hands pull at your sweatpants, and you help her out, ridding yourself of both your sweatpants and boxers. "You're hard already!" Chungha gasps in both surprise and satisfaction, her soft hands going to your shaft and stroking you needily.  

"Of course, look who I have in front of me."  

"You're impossible!"  

"No you are!"  

"Enough!" Chungha shuts you up, capturing your lips in a kiss. She sucks on your lower lip lip greedily, drawing a moan from you. You press down on her, feeling the curves of her body against yours. A whine escapes her as you repay her affection, nibbling gently on her lips. Your hand slips into her panties, rubbing along her folds, feeling her heat seep out onto your fingers. You pull your fingers out, wiping them on her wet panties, before pulling the fabric to the side, exposing her entrance to you. You line your tip against her, already feeling her juices leaking on to your cock.  

"Ready?"  

"Just do it already." You both wanted fast pleasure, and with a smooth thrust you satisfy one another once again. You set a quick pace in her, your arms grasping her shoulders from behind, almost pulling her on your cock as you thrust into her. Gasps and moans leave her freely along with her juices, your cock quickly coated with a layer of her arousal.  

"Yes, just like that! Ah!" With a cry of your name Chungha comes apart quickly, her limbs wrapping around you, trying to keep you close as her body shudders against you. She recovers from her orgasm with deep breaths, before breaking out into a smile, pulling you down and whispering in your ear.  

"Thanks, that was good, your turn." Satisfied whines escape her throat as you grab hold of her hips, thrusting into her quickly and chasing your own peak. Her walls feel heavenly pressing on you, Chungha actively trying to get you to cum. With a seductive whisper she makes her wish. "Cum for me."  

With a grunt you obey her, pulling out right before you climax. Not wanting to make a mess, your grasp your slick cock, rapidly stroking yourself to completion. You aim at her black panties and let loose multiple spurts of cum, painting streaks of white on them. You finish with a gasp, bracing yourself over her. The two of you fire sweet smiles at one another before cleaning up, using some wet wipes to wipe her panties and any leftover fluids on the floor. Properly dressed again the two of you walk out the door hand-in-hand.  

"I can't believe you came on my panties!"  

"You were going to wash them anyways, besides, you ruined them already with how wet you were."  

"Fine. I'm hungry, dinner?" She looks up at you with a hungry pout.  

"Sure, what do you want to eat?"  

"I don't know, you choose."  

"Chinese?"  

"We had that yesterday."  

"Pizza?"  

"Too heavy, we're performing tomorrow."  

"Meat?"  

"It's boring without soju, but I'm not performing tomorrow with a hangover."  

"Fried chicken?"  

"Too greasy."  

"You choose then, I'm out of options." You poke her on the forehead.  

"Let's get noodles, I saw there's a new place around here that is really good apparently!" You roll your eyes at Chungha as she grabs your arm with excitement.  

"Why didn't you lead with that! Let's go!" You complain as she drags you to the place she already had in mind since before practice. It's a short walk from the practice room and Chungha eagerly makes to go in, but you hold her back.  

"What?"  

"You forget? We're in public, hat and mask!" She puts on her mask as you put a cap on her, patting her on the head. "So silly!"  

"Thanks oppa!" The two of you go in and get seated at a secluded corner. Your food comes out fast, and soon you are chatting with her over a bowl of piping hot noodles.  

"So you've never danced at a concert before?" Chungha asks you, wide-eyed.  

"No, I've done a bunch of performances with other groups, but those were all festivals and outdoor, so not too many people. And people definitely didn't pay tickets for them."  

"You'll like it! It's quite exciting, hearing people cheering and screaming."  

"Cheering and screaming for you." You correct her.  

"Don't be like that! You're part of the performance too!"  

"I know, I know, I'm just kidding. Besides, I only need you to scream for me. Ouch!" That earns you a kick under the table as Chungha blushes furiously. The two of you finish your noodles with animated chatter and head out. After a short taxi ride you find yourself in front of Chungha's place. You pull her in for a hug, kissing her forehead.  

"Should I come up?"  

"You know I want you to, but I'm tired, I want to rest up for tomorrow..."  

"No, you're right, we should get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow!"  

"Yes, see you tomorrow!" She tiptoes to peck your lips, heading into her building before waving goodbye through the glass door. With a happy grin you find your way back to your apartment, exchanging texts with her the whole way home.  

--The next day--  

You wake up late in the morning, groggily going through the motions of your routine. You check your phone to find already multiple messages from Chungha. Apparently she had an a early morning schedule and was bored. You quickly called her to catch up.  

"Hey Chungie! Sorry I missed your messages, I just woke up."  

"That is a terrible nickname."  

"Good, I'll keep calling you that. Anyways, how's the schedule going?"  

"It's good, I finished up the interview and the few photos I had to take, I'm eating lunch now, I'll see you later at the dry run!"  

"Great, I'm grabbing a bite to eat too, I'll see you then!"  

"Bye!"  

"Bye Chungie!" You don't give her a chance to reply, hanging up on her and grinning like a fool. You finish up your morning routine, pack your backpack with what you need for the day and leave your apartment, stopping at the Korean diner nearby for a quick meal. You jump on the subway and head to the stadium, finding a Starbucks nearby to while the time away. You finally get a message from Chungha that she's arrived, and you down the rest of your iced tea before getting up and entering the stadium. A quick security and badge check later you're in the still and quiet atmosphere of the vacant stadium.

You head backstage to get changed - you see Chungha in the hallway, but cognizant of the staff surrounding you two you simply catch her eye and give her a nod. She gives you a brief smile and nod in return, the two of you acting like the professionals everyone else thought you two merely were. The rehearsals and the dry run go smoothly and without hitches, and before you know it...  

"Thank you everyone!" You and Chungha bow to the empty stadium, finishing up the last practice before the actual performance. You follow her backstage, and taking advantage of the temporary lack of people in the hallway, she pulls you into a side room.  

"You were great!" She plants a kiss on your cheek. "How are you feeling?"  

"Thanks. Nervous, the stadium looks bigger from the stage."  

"You'll be fine, don't worry about it."  

"I know, I'll have you there with me." You hug her tightly in your arms.  

"Hey, someone might come in!" You hold on to her a little longer before reluctantly letting go, both of your faces pink with shyness.  

"I-I'll see you later, don't worry, we'll kill it!" Chungha exits hurriedly with a punch of your shoulder. You return to your waiting room with the other dancers, the more seniors ones chilling while the newer dancers like yourself fidget and gulp down lots and lots of water.  

Soon, it was showtime. The stage lights were blinding, and you were rendered near deaf from the roar of her fans in the stadium. You go through the choreo with Chungha - you can barely hear the music in your ear over the cheers in the stadium, but you were able to finish the dance smoothly. Under the intense lights on stage you feel every touch of her body more than ever, you hear every breath of hers more clearly, almost as if there was no music, no cheers - just you and her performing on stage for yourselves.

You end, as always, with your arms wrapped around Chungha's waist, your face hidden to the side as she poses for the crowd at the end. You look at her smiling face and feel her breathing heavily in your arms, and you're filled with a sudden urge to kiss her, to let everyone in the stadium know she's your girlfriend. Your hand instinctively presses on her flesh harder, and you feel Chungha jump slightly in your arms. She fires a glance at you, holding your gaze for the briefest of moments before she breaks away, shouting her thanks to her fans, waving and bowing. You snap out of your trance and bow before hastily retreating from the stage. As the rest of the dancers file back to your shared dressing room, you hang around backstage, waiting for her to finish. Luckily it doesn't take long, and soon you see Chungha heading towards you.  

You hold out your hand to give her a high-five, trying to maintain your friendly professionalism, but the intense look she hits you with tells you that it isn't needed. She grabs your held out hand by the wrist, dragging you down a less-used hallway, making random turns before you somehow end up in her dressing room. She closes the door and locks it behind her.

No words needed to be exchanged as you look at each other with unsuppressed desire, the adrenaline pumping through your bodies after the performance. Your mouth crashes into hers, feeling the salt of each others sweat on your lips, your tongues tangling in mutual need. You pull Chungha flush against your body, feeling her chest heaving against you, and making sure she feels your want for her. Your hands go to the button of her shorts, nearly ripping it off as she loses her jacket, leaving her in a revealing black crop top. Soft moans fill your ears when you lean into her, kissing and sucking her exposed neck, Chungha's pale skin contrasting sharply with the harsh red marks of your lust. Her hands go to your pants, working quickly on your buttons as well. Neither of you can stop touching one another as the last pieces of sanity fall away with your underwear, panties and boxers discarded on the floor.  

You push Chungha against the wall, the look she gives you tells you she is more than ready - that, and the small stream of juices flowing down her thighs. Propped up against the wall she wraps her legs around you, and you savor the feeling of the fabric of her thigh-highs against your body. The first words that leaves her lips since coming in here is your name when you finally enter her, your cock twitching in her slick heat. Her walls tug at you desperately, wanting all of you in her as soon as possible. Wordless cries and grunts fill the room as you piston into her, the two of you consumed completely by adrenaline and lust. You feel her legs pull at you from behind, trying to keep you deep in her all the time. Her body shudders in your arms, shaking with every thrust you put in her.  

But it is not enough, you hook your arms under her knees and pull away from the wall, Chungha clinging on to your neck, but otherwise completely held up by your frenzied lust. You buck your hips up into her rapidly while your arms let gravity do the work, bouncing her a little, letting her sink deep on to your shaft. The new position is tiring but amazing, feeling even more of her on you as you pierce her deeper than before. Trying to muffle herself best she can, she captures your lips, screaming her newfound pleasure into you and clinging on to you like she never wanted to let go. Everything is going too fast and too good for both of you.  

"Nngh!" With a low sob and a final cry of your name Chungha reaches her peak, her velvet walls gripping you tightly as she moans into your mouth. A rush of fluids flow over your cock, making her even wetter than you thought possible. You moan in response to Chungha's orgasm, your hips thrusting up erratically - the adrenaline of the performance and watching your petite girlfriend peak in delight pushes you over the edge as pleasure rushes and overwhelms your senses. Your arms sag a little, leaving Chungha to be completely impaled on your cock as you orgasm. An immense flood of white cum bursts from your tip, painting her walls, causing her to squeal and throw her head back, the sensation of being filled to the point of overflowing triggering another climax from her. Your hips vainly try to thrust up into her further, feeling her slick muscles massage and squeeze your throbbing cock, trying to pull more of your seed from you.

Too tired to keep holding her up you gently let her down, her legs trembling in the aftermath of your passion. You push her up against the wall, but this time only to hold her up, afraid that her legs can't keep her standing. Your spent cock finally leaves her hot depths, and a gush of fluids flow out of her on to the floor, trailing down her thighs and splashing on the floor.  

Your foreheads touch, the two of you looking into each other eyes with passion, panting heavily from exertion and excitement. Your hands wrap around her waist, enjoying the feel of her toned but tender body against you. You've never been more sure in your life about what you wanted to say to her next.  

"Chungha, I l-"  

"Chungha, are you there? We have to do the encore!" The moment was snapped unceremoniously by the sound of her manager calling and knocking on the dressing room door.  

"Yes unnie, I'll be right out, one second!" The two of you scramble to make Chungha presentable - she points you to the backup pair of shorts she has before grabbing her makeup kit to cover up the bruises you left on her neck. She puts the shorts on along with her ruined panties as you throw her her jacket. You hear the door handle jangle as Chungha's manager comes looking again. The two of you rush to the door, and you position yourself behind it right as it swings open. Chungha manages to meets her manager at the door blocking her from looking inside.  

"Chungha there you are, let's go, what took you so long?"  

"I had to change clothes, my shorts had a tear. Give me one second, let me touch up my hair."  

"Fine I'm waiting outside, be quick!" Chungha closes the door and turns to look at you, words failing her. "I-I..."  

"Go, I'll clean up." With an apologetic but grateful look she opens the door once again and heads out. You get dressed and clean the rest of her dressing room in a haze of disappointed euphoria. You peek out the door, making sure that no one can see you leaving her dressing room before you head back to yours.

The other dancers all wondered where you were, and you make up a glib excuse about puking in the toilet from nerves. After several pats on the back and unneeded advice you head out as a group, getting some coffee together before you all went your separate ways. You had a lonely dinner, gobbling down a burger and fries at the nearby Lotteria before heading home. You shower and collapse on your bed, checking your phone. You're surprised to see several messages from Chungha, with various forms of "Call me." You are just about to type up a reply when her face suddenly pops up on your phone as an incoming call with perfect timing.  

"Hey Chungha, how was the encore?"  

"Hey... It was good, the fans really liked it, and I don't think manager unnie caught on to us."  

"That's great to hear."  

"Yes it is..." the conversation drifts off into awkwardness, neither of you knowing what to say until Chungha breaks the silence.  

"Listen, do you want to come over? I feel like we should talk about what happened... after."  

"Now? It's late though, don't you need to be up early tomorrow?"  

"Now, I don't think I can sleep if we don't talk about it. Please come over?"  

"Okay, see you soon."  

 

The trip to her place flies by in a blur, and when you knock on the door it immediately opens to Chungha greeting you with a soft smile and dressed in an oversized t-shirt. She makes her way to the kitchen, pointing you to her couch in the living room. You hear the fridge being opened before she comes to join you, holding two beers in her hands.  

"Beer?"  

"Sure why not." The crack and fizz of the beer is satisfying after a long day. The two of you enjoy each other's company in silence for a little while, but not long enough.  

"I know what you wanted to say before manager unnie interrupted."  

"Chungha I-" She puts a finger on your lips, hushing you.  

"I feel the same way, I really do, but I'm not ready to say it yet... I'm sorry." You hold her hands in yours, looking into her wide open and nervous eyes.  

"That's perfectly fine, as long as you know how I feel I'm happy. I'll wait for you until you're ready."  

"Thank you..." You embrace her, happy to feel her in your arms once again. She pulls away from you, her rosy lips looking plump and tempting, and you cannot the resist the urge to kiss her again.  

"Mmm..." Chungha moans into the kiss, her tongue eagerly darting against your lips, asking for entrance. You allow her in, and she takes your tongue in hers, tangling with you as her hand finds its way within your boxers. She strokes you to hardness, removing your shorts and underwear before pushing you on the couch, straddling you.  

"Chungie?"  

"I said I wasn't ready to say it... but I want to show you how I feel. Also I'll forgive you just once for calling me Chungie." She fires you a teasing but seductive grin before grabbing the hem of her t-shirt and taking it off, raising her hands above her head to give you a view of her beautiful body. Her neck and shoulders are pale with small spots of red, the leftover bruises from your kisses in the dressing room. She's wearing a simple black bra, but not for long. Reaching behind herself, she shrugs out of them with a snap of the clasp, revealing her perky breasts to you, her nipples stiff, betraying her want. You play with her nipples, tweaking and pulling satisfied whines from your lover. Your hands move down further to her defined abs, admiring how fit she is.  

You move down further, your fingers reaching the hem of her panties before you realize she wasn't even wearing shorts. She holds your gaze steadily as she takes off her light blue panties, slipping one leg out of it, then the other, leaving them in a pile on the floor.  

"Oppa I'm so wet..." Chungha is wet, and your moans join hers as she grinds herself on your shaft, coating your cock with her cream. The apartment is filled with the obscene sounds of her slipping and sliding on your drenched cock. You happily lay back, letting her grind on you to her heart's content, but Chungha has other ideas.  

"Oooh!" She quivers in delight, feeling you embedded in her once more as she slips herself over you. You let out a grunt of your own, her wet walls clamping down on you once again. She slowly rocks against you, her hair framing her flushed face as she clasps your hand with hers. That doesn't last long, and her lust soon takes over - she sets a torrid pace, rocking herself back and forth on you, making sure you feel every inch of her inside. Her arms eventually give out, causing her to collapse against you, panting heavily, her hips still humping you madly.  

"Ah! Ah! Aah!" Sharp cries ring beside your ear, and you feel her body tense both in your arms and around your cock, clenching on you with every rhythmic movement she makes. "Oppa are you close?" Chungha asks after a particularly shrill cry, dangerously close to climax.  

"Yes... Chungha you feel so good!" You shout in response, grabbing her hips, pulling her down on you with force as you thrust upwards, creating loud claps of flesh meeting flesh.  

"Cum in me again, it felt so good earlier... Now! Cum with me now!" She kisses you with passion, and you find yourself screaming with her, feeling her clamp down on you like a tight glove as you let yourself go in her. You look at her, the two of you seeing the stars in each others' eyes before being consumed by the nova of pleasure exploding in your bodies. You make your mark on her walls once again, your hips straining to push as much of your love into her as possible. Her soft and wet tunnel pulses and contracts in joy, receiving all that you have. You hold her tightly in your arms, feeling her heartbeat pound against her chest, matching the pace of yours - you never want to let her go. Your heavy breaths are all that can be heard for a while, Chungha lying on you in silent contentment.  

You stroke her hair, causing her to look up at you from your chest. You take the chance to brush the stray strands of hair sticking to her face, showing her beautiful face once more. To your eyes she looks absolutely stunning, glowing even. You feel a surge of emotion well up in you as you see and feel her in your arms.  

"I love you."  

You smile and lean forward for a kiss, and Chungha reciprocates, scooting up your body to meet your lips. You take her lips in a soft and passionate kiss before she breaks away, saying three words before snuggling in your embrace.  

"I... Me too."  

It wasn't the three words you wanted, but it was enough for now.

A/N: This is a continuation of the previous Chungha story. The idea of a Chungha girlfriend blog with a bit more fluff (from a tumblr ask) was intriguing, and the scenario I had in mind played out really well out of the dance practice, so I went with it. There won’t be many chapters after this one (maybe just one, the idea I have in mind would round it out nicely). In any case thank you for reading!

IOI Chungha Part 3: Dopamine

"Thank you everyone for your hard work!" Chungha's voice rings out backstage as she bows to you and your fellow backup dancers. You have just finished performing with her for the end-of-year ceremonies, and while you get to rest and change with everyone else afterwards, Chungha's job is not done.  

"You can do it Chungha, good luck!" "You'll get it for sure!" Chungha waves and thanks them for their well-wishes before going to change out of her stage outfit. She pauses to look at you as she leaves, her eyes hiding the nervousness you know she felt. You nod at her warmly.  

"You got it, I believe in you." She breaks out into a smile, nodding back with a quiet "thank you" before closing the door. The next time you see her is on the TV in your waiting room, in the stunning dress you helped her pick out for the awards show.  

"Hey, we're going to get some drinks, want to come?" You hear one of your colleagues ask you.  

"Nah, you guys go ahead, I'll watch the show from here."  

"Really? Chungha's going to win for sure, why watch?"  

"I just want to watch, you guys have fun."  

"Alright, see you!" You wave distractedly to them, trying to listen for when they announce the Best Female Solo Artist Award.  

The awards go by way too slowly for you - you always thought there were far too many categories. You play on your phone, unable to even text Chungha, since she wouldn't be able to check her messages in the middle of the awards show. Your ears finally perk up at a particular sequence of words.  

"Next up, we have the Best Female Solo Artist Award." You put your phone down, leaning forward and turning up the volume.  

"And the Best Female Solo Artist Award goes to..." Your heart pounds in your chest, your hands clasping together as you hope and pray for your girlfriend to win. You hate the lead up and pause from the presenter, but you'll bear anything if Chungha wins.  

"Chungha!" Loud cheers and roars come through the TV, and you dwarf all of that noise, yelling and whooping in delight, pumping your fist at Chungha's win, being able to freely express your happiness for Chungha in the quiet waiting room. You watch with pride as she makes her way up the stage. The presenter shakes her hand, presenting her with the trophy.  

"Congratulations Chungha, please say a few words for the audience."  

"Thank you so much to my fans for the award, I can’t believe I’m standing here in front of you, it’s all thanks to you! I want to thank my manager and my company for making it possible. Big thanks to all the staff members and producers who worked hard and helped me get to where I am today. I also really want to thank my friends and family, and-" She stops mid-sentence, her eyes beginning to shine. "I-I'll continue to work even harder and show a better version of myself in the future, thank you all for your continued support!" She doesn't even wait for the announcer to say anything before leaving the stage, seemingly wiping her eyes as she does so. Happy for her you collect your stuff, getting ready to leave the waiting room as well.  

Your phone vibrates, and you check to see a new message. It was from Chungha.  

Oppa, are you still at the station?  

Yes  

Can you wait for me?  

Sure! I'm in the waiting room  

Not more than 10 minutes later, you hear a knock on the door. You open the door and are greeted by your stunning girlfriend, her makeup stained with tears. You open your arms, welcoming her into an embrace.  

"Congratulations! I'm so proud of you!" Chungha buries herself in your chest, and you stroke her head. Something's wrong though - you feel her sniffle and shake in your arms. You put her at arms length to take a good look at her, and to your surprise her tears are flowing again once more.  

"Is everything okay? Why are you still crying?"  

"C-can you take me home?"  

"What? What about your manager, don't you have to give an interview or something?"  

"I told her I'm leaving already, she'll smooth it out."  

"Wait why-"  

"Please, don't ask me anymore questions, take me home, please?" You kiss her on the forehead, wiping away her tears.  

"Okay, let's go." Chungha brazenly twines her fingers with yours, making you walk hand-in-hand with her. Luckily no one spots the two of you in the hallways, everyone is busy watching the ceremony that is still going on. She leads you to her car and hands you the keys. The drive back is silent, and you're not sure what to say or do for her. When you arrive she insists on holding your hand again as you lead her to your apartment. You let the two of you in, and as soon as the door closes Chungha hugs you tightly, sobbing quietly into your back.  

"We're alone now, can you tell me what's going on?"  

"I-I wanted to thank you so much, you've always been there for me, we've been through so much together. But I couldn't on stage, I felt so bad, I wanted to say your name so bad, to make sure everyone knows."  

"Chungha that's fine, I know you're not supposed to-"  

"I know, so I'm saying it now, just for the two of us." Your world stops for a moment as Chungha sniffles, taking a deep breath.  

"I love you, I love you so much, I'm so thankful for everything you've done with me, done for me. This award means nothing without you, I'm so happy you're with me." You turn around, hugging her as tight as you ever could, never wanting to let go.  

"I love you too, you make me so happy everyday, I'm so proud of you for winning." You kiss her passionately, so happy at having your love reciprocated, so happy at Chungha finally saying the three words you've always wanted to hear. The kiss deepens, and you feel Chungha's hands move down your chest before sliding under your shirt. Her voice is a quiet and needy whisper.  

"Make love to me. I want you so bad right now." She jumps into your arms, and you carry her the short distance to your bedroom, your tongues fighting one another passionately the whole way. She makes you stop before you can place her on the bed, deciding to stand instead. She turns around, revealing the back of her dress.  

"W-would you like to do the honors?"  

"Of course." You wrap a arm behind her while your other hand goes to her zipper, both of you letting out a soft moan as you hear the satisfying sound of her dress being unzipped. You step back, letting the red one-piece fall away from her body, her toned back and curvy hips on full display for you. You watch her hand unhook her bra, tossing them aside before she sensually slides her panties down her legs. She turns around, completely naked, her arousal evident in her face and stiff nipples, not to mention the wetness already trickling down her thighs.  

"Your turn." With much less sexiness you strip yourself naked before launching yourself at Chungha, kissing her again, groping her butt while she grabs at your shoulders. Her breath is heavy and needy, moaning when she feels your touch on her sensitive breasts, squeezing and massaging her. You push her on to the bed and she looks up at you full of love and lust. She turns around, getting on all fours on the bed and presenting herself to you, knowing that you liked that position.  

"I'm yours, take me however you want." As much as you liked it, you didn't want to do it that way.  

"No, not like that." You gently roll her on to her back before getting on top of her. Kissing her neck, leaving marks on her neck that showed your love for her.  

"I want to see you." Chungha breaks out into a happy smile at that, wrapping her legs around you and moaning into your ear as you continued to touch her body. You rub your tip against her entrance, hearing her whine, her juices flowing over your head.  

"Fuck me already, make me yours..." Her voice is a seductive whisper, hypnotizing you as you slowly sink yourself into her. You lock eyes with her the whole time, watching them widen and then flutter shut when you fill her completely, her expression one of pure pleasure.  

"You're so deep inside..."  

"You feel so good." You whisper in her ear, drawing a whine from her when you pull out, and then earning a raspy moan when you push back in again, this time a little stronger.  

"F-fuck, just like that!" You make Chungha moan again and again, your balls slapping against her skin with every slow but powerful thrust. Chungha is extremely wet, her entire body flush with arousal, the very sight and feeling of her causing you to get even harder inside her. She bites her lips in pleasure, her chest bouncing with every joyous slam of your body into her. Her toned stomach is trembling with need, relaxing and coiling at every slight movement from you. You feel Chungha's thighs wrap powerfully around you, making sure you never leave her completely when you pull back.  

"Yes, keep going, I'm so close..." You fuck her harder and harder, watching her lose herself in pleasure and feeling her walls tighten on you even more and more.  

"Are you close?" Chungha's whiny question makes you acutely aware of your own coming climax, and you only manage a nod, your groans joining her cries with every thrust. Your body has a mind of its own, and your pace quickly picks up before you know it.  

"I'm so close, cum for me, I want everything in me!" Chungha suddenly gets louder and dirtier as you pump into her hard and fast, the pleasure rushing through your body. Your hands grasp her breasts, squeezing them as you try to delay the inevitable. With your cock throbbing inside her Chungha pulls you over the edge with her.  

"Oh-oh god you feel so good, so big, I'm cumming!" Hearing Chungha cry in orgasm and feeling her pussy contract around you tightly triggers your own climax. You bury yourself deep in her before your mind blanks out, your orgasm taking over, filling her to the brim. Her legs wrap around you tightly, pulling you deeper into her. You feel her athletic body writhe in your arms, wracked by spasms of electric pleasure, sending jolts down your spine as her pussy milks you.  

"Ah! You feel so hot..." Chungha's words trail off into a long low moan as she continues to feel you firing shots of cum into her. You hug her tightly, slowly rocking and grinding against her until you finally ride out your orgasm, making sure she has taken all of your seed, some of it already leaking out from how much you put in her.  

You kiss her passionately, looking into her eyes. You are surprised to see them still glittering with desire.  

"I want more."  

"More?"  

"Yes, more." Before you know it Chungha scoots down on the bed and you feel her mouth on your softening shaft, collecting the leftover mixture of fluids on your cock and swallowing it. Her tongue plays with underside of your tip, and before long, your cock is sensitive but hard and ready to go again. Her face is a mess, her lipstick and makeup smeared from the sweaty and sloppy blowjob she gave you.  

"Oppa, I want you in me, everywhere." She pulls you into a sitting position before positioning herself in your lap. You grab your shaft, aiming it at her wet heat once more, but she stops you.  

"I'm all yours, all of me." You reel in shock as you realize what she means.  

"Are you sure?"  

"Yes, let me lead though, okay?" You gulp and nod, watching Chungha reach down and grab your slick cock. You moan as she rubs your tip against her pussy, coating your cock with more of her wetness before pushing herself forward in your lap, aiming you at her other hole.  

"Here I go..." You tense up as you feel yourself poke against her rear entrance. At first you only feel your tip in her, but Chungha slowly gyrates her hips, using you to open up more of herself. The minutes tick by as she takes more and more of you in her at an agonizingly slow pace. Both of you hold your breaths until you finally feel your head slip inside her, just before her muscles close in around you again tightly.  

"Fuck!" The two of you exclaim in pleasure and pain, releasing the breaths you were holding. The pressure around your head is immense, her ass tightly constricting around you. You see Chungha's face scrunched up with discomfort, and you voice your concern to her.  

"Are you okay? We don't have to do this now."  

"No, I want to, just... you feel so big, give me a second." With quick shallow breaths Chungha slowly lowers herself into your lap, your cock opening her up bit by bit, her thighs trembling with exertion. After a few more minutes her eyes open when you feel her rest on your lap, her head on your chest.  

"That's all of you oppa, you feel so deep in me!"  

"You feel so tight, wow."  

"I'll start moving okay?"  

"Take it ea- ohhh!" The two of you can't help but moan as she lifts herself off you partly before sinking herself on you again.  

"It feels so strange..."  

"That feels really good Chungha, you're driving me crazy."  

"Oh yeah? I'll keep doing it then." She responds with eagerness, setting a comfortable pace for the two of you, causing your head to spin as you fill her ass over and over again. Her efforts are rewarded with a constant stream of moans and groans from you, and after a while you start hearing soft whines leave her as well.  

"Oh it-it's starting to feel good for me too..."  

"Good, keep riding me, you feel amazing." Your hands go to her cheeks, spreading them and opening her a little more. You begin sliding a little more easily into her, Chungha moaning louder as you mold her to your cock, impaling herself on your shaft in a haze of lust.  

"It feels weird but good, oh fuck..." In a trance Chungha slides a hand between the two of you as you hold her, plunging one finger, and then two, into herself. "Ah! So full!" Obscene squelching sounds are heard as she rides her own fingers and your cock at the same time. The two of you are a sweaty mess fucking each other, trying to bring each other to climax, both of you quivering in near-orgasm.  

"Oppa I can still feel your cum in me..." She pulls her fingers out, sucking and licking the white stains off before shoving them in her again.  

"You're so dirty babe. What's gotten into you hmm?" You spread her cheeks further, slapping her butt with one hand as she rides you faster and faster. You feel her tighten as she yelps at your slap.  

"Fuck! Only dirty for you... I want you to cum in my ass, please please please..." Her moans become airy and light, her whole body needing pleasure more than air. You begin to thrust lightly into her on her way down, her breath catching with every upward thrust you make.  

"Only if you cum with me, are you going to cum soon?" Chungha nods, biting her lips, her eyes frenzied with wanton need, her fingers working her pussy furiously. The two of you cry out loud as you grab her by the hips, giving her three quick pumps before you pull her down on you, completely stuffing yourself in her ass.

You erupt in orgasm, shooting ropes of semen into her tight tunnel as Chungha screams into your ear, her entire body seizing up and joining you in orgasm. You only vaguely feel the sting of her nails on your back and your crotch getting wet as Chungha releases her own juices on you. You're too caught up with the vibrations and tightness of her ass, clamping down on you and causing you to moan loudly into her ear. Dizzy with pleasure, you feel yourself still firing into her, filling this other hole of hers completely. The two of you collapse sideways on to the bed, looking into each others eyes, the wild lust in there replaced by satisfied desires. With a soft groan you feel yourself leave her body, completely satiated.  

"You filled me up so good..." Chungha whimpers and rolls on to her back, spreading her legs and angling herself to show the utter mess you left in her body - her pussy is dripping with a mixture of your seed and her juices, staining her thighs and crotch, while your most recent load is still oozing out of her lower hole, the thick white cum trailing between her cheeks before dripping on to the bed.  

You lean over her again, this time crushing your laps against her in a passionate kiss, nibbling at her lips, your hands caressing her body and showing her how you felt.  

"Fuck I love you."  

"I love you too."  

The two of you fall asleep right there and then in each other's arms, your sweaty and stained bodies evidence of your passion for one another.

You wake up some time later, hearing Chungha's voice not far from you. You turn and see her sitting on the side of the bed, one towel wrapped around her body and one around her hair.  

"Yes unnie, I'm sorry, just tell them I'll do one of their shows for free or something."  

You can't make out what her manager says.  

"I know, we won't get caught. See you Monday."  

You scoot over to her, hugging her from behind her as you nuzzle into her neck.  

"Everything okay?"  

"Mmm... Yeah, the TV station wasn't happy, but manager-unnie handled it, it's not an issue."  

"What was that about being caught?"  

"She knows about us, she doesn't mind, she just wants to make sure we don't get caught."  

"That's understanding of her."  

"Yes she's great, maybe you'll meet her sometime."  

"I'd like that." Your stomach rumbles, causing the both of you to check her phone - 9 pm.  

"I'll order something for us? I already took a shower, you should get washed up too."  

"Sure." You are momentarily stunned by her beauty as she unwraps the towel on her head, letting her hair down gracefully, as if she was in some hair commercial. Then you are smacked by the towel she just used.  

"Go shower!"  

"Okay okay!"  

You turn on the shower, letting the water hit your face and wash over your body. You take the time to take in everything that's happened - you fucked Chungha once, you would've been happy with just that. Then you asked her to be your girlfriend, and she agreed! You told her you loved her, and while she didn't say she did, she didn't push you away either. And now she loves you back! You can feel your heart sing, riding the ups and downs like a roller coaster. You start belting out her song in the shower.  

You step out of the shower, toweling off and putting on a t-shirt and shorts. You come out of the room and see Chungha wearing the same oversized sweater she wore the first time she spent the night here. She walks over to you, kissing you before asking amusedly.  

"Were you singing my song in the shower?"  

"I... yes?"  

"You're adorable!"  

"And you're so sexy... I remember you wearing this the first time you stayed here."  

"Yeah, and then you asked me to be your girlfriend."  

"And then you gave me a blowjob."  

"Shall we repeat that..." Her hands slide under your shorts, easily finding your hardening cock. Then the doorbell rings.  

"Delivery!"  

"Damn, I'll get it, wouldn't do for people to know you're here." You regretfully leave the warm grasp of her hands, opening the door and picking up the food, standing behind the door to hide your erection.  

"Thank you, have a good night."  

"You too."  

The two of you wolf down the Korean Chinese food Chungha ordered, slurping down the jjajangmyeon like it was nothing, both of you famished after skipping lunch at the awards ceremony and now having such a late dinner. Chungha couldn't keep herself off you, happily feeding you dumplings or teasing you, running her foot up and down your leg.  

"Oppa, can you clean up here? I need to clean your room."  

"My room...? Uh sure I’ll clear up here." You gather up the containers and leftovers, putting what you wanted to keep in the fridge and leaving the finished noodle bowls outside for pickup. You take the opportunity to take out the trash as well, collecting all the trash in the living room and kitchen before heading into your bedroom.  

"Hey, is there anything you want me to..." You trail off as you see Chungha on all fours on the bed, still wearing your sweater, but otherwise naked, shaking her hips and exposing her already dripping pussy to you.  

"What took you so long!"  

"I-I was cleaning up outside. I thought you were cleaning the room."  

"I cleaned the room, I got rid of all your tissues."  

"What? Why?"  

She walks up to you, her lust re-energized by the meal.  

"You won't need it anymore...” She kneels, pulling your shorts down. “When you want to cum, you finish in me." You hear yourself gasp at her lewd demand, moaning when she takes your cock in her mouth.  

"Oh fuck Chungha..." Her hand massages your balls while her tongue licks and wraps around your glans, playing with your sensitive tip. Her other hand strokes your shaft, spreading her drool all over your cock. Your hand naturally goes to her head, setting an enjoyable pace for yourself.  

"You keep going like this, I'm going to cum..." She breaks away from you briefly.  

"Don't forget what I said." You nod hurriedly, wanting to feel her mouth around you again.  

"Good, because I want my dessert." She returns to your cock, giving you an even sloppier blowjob as she takes all of you in her mouth now. She makes sure you feel pleasure at any given moment, pleasing you with her mouth and hands, stroking or otherwise licking your shaft while massaging your balls, trying to get you to produce more cum for her.  

"Fuck... Here it comes!" You grab her by the head, pushing yourself all the way in her mouth before cumming again, your legs struggling to keep you standing. You give Chungha all the cum she wants, dumping a large load in her mouth. She backs away when you come down from your orgasm, opening her mouth and showing you the thick white liquid you just fed her, before swallowing it down with a gulp and showing you her now empty mouth.  

"Told you you won't need tissues."  

"Ugh wow... that was amazing... it's like you've become even hornier."  

"What can I say oppa... if I love someone, I give them everything... and I want everything." She goes on the bed and gets back on all fours, shaking her hips again like she did earlier. "Come, love me again." You loved to fuck Chungha from behind, and you feel yourself already getting hard at the sight of her shaking hips. You kneel on the bed, lining yourself up behind her before you penetrate her waiting and willing body. Your grip on her hips tighten as you fill her pussy once more, hissing with pleasure at the wet warmth of her body. Chungha moans into the bed, her hands grabbing and twisting at the sheets. She looks at you with dark lust, begging and demanding you to start.  

With a firm grip on her hips you begin to thrust into Chungha rapidly, moaning as you enjoyed her body in this position. You look down at your cock, more and more of her cream collecting on you with every pump, driving you crazy with how much she is loving this. You fuck her intensely for a minute, your bodies clapping loudly in the bedroom, both of you screaming in pleasure before you force yourself to slow down, leisurely pushing in and out of her, her upper body trembling in pleasure as she tries to catch her breath. You hear Chungha whimper quietly.  

"No, don't slow down..."  

You lean over her, whispering in your ear.  

"Did you like that?" she nods and whimpers. "You'll have to earn the rest of it..." Chungha gets the idea immediately, and you moan loudly into her ear as she backs herself on to your shaft, impaling herself against you over and over. You struggle to hold yourself back, feeling her slick walls grip you needily with every buck of her hips against you. She continues this for a while, both of you descending closer and closer to pure passion.With a flutter of her walls and a high-pitched wail you know Chungha is close... and you can't wait any longer either.  

"You did great love... How hard should I go?" Chungha breaks your self-control completely with her answer.  

"I have nothing scheduled this weekend, so fuck me, fuck me until I can't walk tomorrow..."  

Like an untethered beast you immediately start pumping Chungha furiously from behind, causing her to shriek far too loudly. She frantically grabs a pillow, burying her head in it while she screams uncontrollably in pure bliss. Your thighs slap against her harshly with every thrust, fully intending to meet her demands - her butt gradually turns red, as if you have been slapping at her cheeks with your hands, not your body. The pleasure is all consuming, your mindless self humping her while she cries like an animal in heat, fully satisfied by the pounding you are giving her. Her fingers tear into the pillow, threatening to shred it in bliss. Chungha's juices flow freely from your connection, staining the sheets and soaking into the bed. She is moaning and screaming your name deliriously, fully given over to orgasmic bliss. Her velvet walls tightening around you crazily at random, your lover losing control of herself completely. The feeling is delicious, far too pleasurable to resist.  

"Chungha!" You roar into her ear as you explode in orgasm, your cock getting harder in her before releasing all that you have. You feel yourself thrust deep into her with every throb of your cock, firing cum deep into her depths. Her inner muscles massage your pulsing cock, coaxing all the love you had for her, her body demanding everything from you. You keep humping her, rocking your hips until you finally have nothing left to give, and completely spent you withdraw yourself from her folds. Like a machine unplugged Chungha loses all her energy and lies limp on the bed, your hard shaft in her and tight grip on her body the only things that were keeping her hips up in the air. A low whine leaves her mouth as she feels your thick seed slowly ooze out of her. You crash down on the bed next to her, looking at her satisfied visage.  

"You okay?"  

"Yes... I came so many times from that, I lost track... you felt so good..." Chungha manages a weak smile before snuggling closer to you.  

"I love you."  

"I love you too."  

You fall asleep alongside her, but not an hour later you are shaken awake.  

"What is it?" Chungha takes off your sweater, a mischievous and insatiable glint in her eye. The sight of her naked figure gets you hard again, and Chungha giggles delightfully before scooting against you, allowing you to spoon her. With a hand she guides you to her entrance, and you slide easily into her, the two of you moaning in unison. Chungha only has one demand.  

"Love me again."  

You fully satisfy each and every one of Chungha's demands that night, just as she does with your wants, and neither of you are able to walk the next day. Not that there was any need to - you end up spending the whole weekend in bed with her. True to her word, tissues were never used once.

Monday rolls around, and you regretfully see Chungha out of your apartment.

"I'm so sore...ugh I hate getting up early." she whines as you join her at the door.

"Me too... do you have to go this early? Will you be fine if you’re sore?"

“Sorry oppa, I have to be at the salon early to get my makeup and hair done. I'll be fine.”

“Why? You look gorgeous like this anyways.”

“You’re probably the only one that thinks that silly.” She blushes and hits you playfully, you grab her hand before she can retract it.

“Can I see you later?”

“Of course, I’ll be coming back here tonight!”

“You are?”

"Yes, I'll bring some of my clothes over too. We barely have time to see each other during the day, so I want to see you at night at least..." She plants a passionate kiss on you before questioning herself, looking at you doubtfully.

"I-I can stay over right? You don't mind me spending nights here with you?" You pull her into a tight hug, capturing her lips gently.

"You can stay every night if you want, move in even." You backtrack quickly, realizing what you suggested.”T-that is, if you want to of course.”

"I just might..." You hear her murmur to herself, her cheeks turning pink at the thought of living with you. "I have to go now, manager-unnie won't be happy if I'm late."

“Bye,” She hugs you, pecking you on the cheek before saying shyly. “I-I love you.”

You can’t help but beam at her - you don't think you'll ever get tired of hearing her say it, and you can’t wait to hear her say it again.

“I love you too.”

A/N: This concludes the Chungha mini-series. I had fun writing this, and I think I did okay kinda/sorta tying the three chapters together. Thank you for reading!

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Aegyo Avoidance - Minju, ITZY Yeji

“Hi oppa, can you help me win a bet?” Your girlfriend Yeji calls you suddenly one day.

“Sure, when and where?”

“Just come by Music Core afterwards.”

“Okay, I’ll see you then.”

Yeji pulls some strings, letting you get backstage very easily. You knock on the door labeled “MC Yeji” and the door opens immediately.

“Hi oppa! I missed you.” She greets you happily, her eyes disappearing into her smile.

“Missed you too.” You made sure the door was closed before pecking her. “You were great today.”

“Thanks, anyway, let’s go see Minju!” Yeji says as she pulls you out of her dressing room and into the neighboring one. It is empty but for one person.

“Oh hi unnie! And hello, nice to meet you, Yeji unnie talks a lot about you.” Minju gets up from her seat, greeting you with a courteous bow. Yeji is great, but your eyes can’t help but roam Minju’s figure, her thighs voluminous and her hips curvy, tapering off into a delicious midriff, currently hidden by her modest outfit, but you’ve seen her perform several times before.

“Nice to meet you too,” you choke out as Yeji nudges you with an elbow.

“Yes yes, now you two have met. Minju, you remember our bet?”

“What? Oh, we haven’t decided on what to bet on right? Loser has to do aegyo live?”

“Exactly. I’ve figured out a bet.”

“Sure, let’s hear it.”

“You can’t orgasm for a week, no touching yourself, nothing.”

“Unnie!” Minju blushes, the demure part of her trying to maintain her image in front of you before her competitive spirit takes over. “That’s too easy, make it a month why don’t you?”

“Sure, a month it is then!” Yeji delightfully accepts. Minju mouth opens and closes, realizing that her gamesmanship backfired on her.

“Unnie!” she whines, but Yeji doesn’t budge, simply smiling at back at her. Minju pouts before agreeing to the bet. “Okay fine, but you can’t touch me either then, no squeezing my butt or whatever before we go on stage.”

Her eyes shoot towards you. “And your boyfriend can’t touch me either! That’s why you brought him here right? Haha I’m on to you!” Minju delightfully fires back her conditions at Yeji, whose turn it is to be flustered.

“What- That’s not fair!” she starts before being interrupted by you.

“We accept! And I agree to take part by the way, thanks for asking me,” you pointedly say to Yeji.

“I knew you would.” She tiptoes to whisper in your ear. “I wanted you to touch her and make her lose! What are we going to do now though?!” You wrap your arm around Yeji, and with a dramatic sweep pull her in towards you, kissing her passionately right in front of Minju. You slowly lean into her, making her bend backwards as she takes your kiss. Your tongue probes her lips, and Yeji allows you entrance, caught up in your sudden intensity. She tugs on your shirt, a small whimper escaping her lips the signal for you to finally break the kiss, leaving Yeji flushed and Minju even redder.

You hold Yeji close, nibbling her ear before whispering, “We’ll just do that, I have a plan.” You turn to Minju and feign surprise. “Oh sorry Minju, didn’t know you were still here! Have a good day!”

You exit the waiting room with Yeji, leaving Minju dumbfounded and annoyed - day 1 done.

—–

Minju grumbles as she unlocks the door to her apartment. She was not expecting the bet to be that long, but fine, she doesn’t touch herself that often, she could hold out. The audacity of Yeji unnie’s boyfriend though! Kissing Yeji so hard in front of her, Yeji unnie looked so into it too…

No, don’t think about that! Minju chides herself, taking a shower before slipping under the sheets.

Her thighs rub unconsciously in her sleep.

—–

Day 7, the next episode of Music Core was due to go live in 10 minutes - that’s all the time you needed. You spy Minju leaving her dressing room, and you drag Yeji into the freshly vacated room.

“Oppa what are you-” You crush your lips against Yeji’s, aggressively planting her in front of the mirror, your hands roaming her body, pinging all her erogenous zones one by one as she naturally wraps her legs around you. “What are we doing? I have to go on soon!” Yeji whispers in your ear, but her body doesn’t let you go.

“It’s my plan to make Minju lose, you want to win right?”

“Yes, and I am loving this plan of yours right now.” Yeji smiles and goes back to kissing you, her hands now in your hair, desperate to pull you deeper into the kiss. That is, until a surprised shout comes from behind you.

“Ah! What are you doing in my dressing room?” You smirk and look at Minju’s stunned expression through the mirror. You back away from Yeji, allowing her to get off the dressing table. You make no effort to hide your erection.

“Oh, sorry Minju, we got carried away, we must have gotten the wrong dressing room.”

“I know what you two are doing, it’s not going to work!”

“We’re not doing anything, I just can’t keep my hands off your Yeji unnie here.”

“And I can’t keep my hands off oppa, he’s so good with his hands… among other things,” Yeji finishes with a wink.

“Fine whatever, unnie we have to go live soon!”

“Oh okay, let’s go then, bye oppa!” Yeji blows you a goodbye kiss before following Minju out the door. Back in Yeji’s dressing room you watch the two of them on stage, both their faces redder than usual. A short while later they finish their segment, and Yeji bursts into the dressing room, launching herself at you with a fervent kiss.

“Babe? You have to go on again in a bit!”

“I don’t care, you can’t leave me hanging like that.” She looks to the monitor. “You have three songs, fuck me!” You loosen your pants and drop your boxers while Yeji pulls down her safety shorts and slides her panties off, kicking them away quickly. You push Yeji against a wall - a wall that separates her dressing room from Minju’s. You indicate to Yeji that she should turn around, and as soon as she does you press her against the wall with a not-too-gentle slam, no doubt making a sound.

“Oppa that’s too loud!”

“Exactly.” With a gasp from Yeji you slip inside her already dripping heat. “I won’t leave you hanging, but imagine how Minju feels when she hears this!” You pull back before pushing in with a slam, pressing her against the wall once more.

—–

What is that sound?! Minju thinks, annoyed at the distraction.

The knocking is rhythmic, and her face begins burning when she realizes it is the wall between her and Yeji’s room.

“Are they-” she says out loud before hushing herself, as if afraid that they would hear her. She puts her ear to the wall - Yeji’s groans make their way through the thin wall, making it clear what she was up to, in the middle of Music Core too!

How good is he, to make Yeji unnie want to do this even now? The lecherous thought enters her head as the knocking seems to have become more persistent, the pace increasing with Minju’s own heartbeat. Surely they must be finished soon!

“Cum in me!” Muffled as it was, Yeji’s desire flows clearly through to Minju, and her ear is glued to the wall as the session reaches its climax. With a much louder knock on the wall it all stops, and Minju can hear his grunts through the wall, no doubt filling Yeji with his thick seed- No! Minju shakes her head, she has to stop thinking about that!

“Miss Minju, 2 more minutes!” The call from outside jerks her out of it, and she looks at the monitor - already the last song before going back on stage! She quickly grabs her mic and checks her makeup before leaving the dressing room. As she waits on stage she sees Yeji join her a minute later, looking utterly relaxed, a glow on her face, the face of someone who just got fucked well.

I wonder if she’s dripping with his cum.

The perverted thought worms its way into Minju’s thoughts, making her think about the fluid between Yeji’s legs, and then the fluid between her own legs. But no time, the thought passes as the memorized script appears in her mind.

“Hi, welcome back to Show! Music Core!”

Day 20. Minju has been counting the days very carefully, her needs well stoked from listening to Yeji getting fucked next door every week during Music Core. Despite being in an air-conditioned room most days, she couldn’t shake the heat constantly taking over her body and mind, her face flushing red whenever it happens. It doesn’t help matters when she rolls out of bed and picks up a phone call absentmindedly.

“Hello?”

“Oh! Ah! Oh fuck! Good morning Minju, Ah!” Yeji’s morning greeting and moans wake her up immediately.

“Unnie?”

“We thought maybe you would want a better listen, and a phone is better than listening through the walls right? Fuck oppa right there!” Yeji moans sinfully. “Fuck his morning wood’s so good!” She squeals. Minju could have ended the call at any point, but all she did was let the call run, grabbing the sheets and twisting them, as if she was the one getting fucked right now. Her legs spread wantonly beneath the covers, her slick already staining the pure white sheets.

I need to cum, I want to cum!

Her mind screamed with desire, she wanted to touch herself so bad! But no, she didn’t want to do aegyo, never wanted to do that “bbuing bbuing” shit ever again! It never even entered her mind to just lie about the whole bet, Minju was just not that type of person. So as Yeji’s moans built to a crescendo, Minju’s own panting got heavier, matching her unnie’s, even as she goes untouched, until-

“Minju, fuck Minju, I’m going to cum!” Yeji’s scream pierces through the phone, and Minju’s hips lift off the bed, squealing and wishing for a cock that didn’t exist, so deliciously close to that release she needed, even without touching herself. Minju blanks out on the edge of pleasure, until she hears Yeji groan in satisfaction. The line falls silent for a few seconds. “Fuck oppa fills me up so good, it’s so warm inside me…” Minju hurriedly ends the phone call, throwing herself out of bed and blasting herself with cold water in the shower.

As she steps out of the shower and dries herself off, her towel brushes against her crotch, and instantly she feels warm again.

Argh! Her fingers tug at her hair, trying to keep her hands off her body, resisting the urge to just rub herself to ultimate content right there. Just that thought is enough to send more slick trickling down her thighs. Minju looks in the mirror, her face flush, her breasts swollen, yearning for a grope - she barely recognizes herself.

She steps back in the shower once more.

Day 25. Yeji wanted to tease Minju just a little longer. But after some suggestive whispers in her ear she agrees to your idea. You call Minju.

“Hi Minju, don’t hang up, I’m not fucking Yeji.” You say audaciously.

“R-Right, what is it?”

“I have a deal for you.”

“What?”

“Come here at…” You check your phone. “9 pm. Come here at 9 pm, and you win the bet as long as you can last until midnight. Yeji agreed to do aegyo if you can last until midnight tonight.” You thought Minju would hang up, or at least take some time to think about it, but she answers immediately.

“I’ll be there at 9.” The line goes dead with a click.

“She said yes?” Yeji wraps her arms around you as you put down the phone.

“Mm hmm.”

“I can’t wait to see what you’ll do to her, I’m surprised she lasted this long, no one can go that long without cumming. I can’t go 24 hours without you…” She whispers hotly in your ear. You grab her by the wrists, pushing her on the bed and making out with her. You murmur in her ear.

“I can’t wait for what I’ll do to you.”

“Do it to me now then,” Yeji whispers in your ear, her own body primed for pleasure. You suck a whimper from her neck.

“No, you’re a little devil you know that?”

“Well, Minju’s the angel, so I’m the devil,” Yeji says with a smirk.

“Not for long.”

At 9 pm sharp a knock on the door of Yeji’s apartment is heard, and you open the door to find Minju waiting, a flash of desperate desire in her eyes.

“Minju, you’re so on time, please, come in!”

“Thanks, what do I have to do?”

“No rush, would you like some water?”

“No, what do I have to do?” She says determinedly, trying to keep her focus, trying not to think about how she would let you do anything to her at this point.

“Nothing, you don’t have to do anything,” you say casually as you lead her to the bedroom, where Yeji is already naked and waiting.

“Thank god you’re here Minju, I can’t wait to get fucked!”

“What?”

“Oppa said it’s not fair that you only get to hear us, so now you get to watch us!” Yeji says slyly, a grin on her face. “We won’t touch you unless you ask us to, just watch us do it until midnight, and you win the bet. Sound fair?”

“Hmph, and you think you two can keep going until midnight? That’s three hours!” Minju puts on a brave face, but the two of you simply look at each other and laugh.

“Please Minju, you’ve only heard a fraction of what we do, we can go all night if you want to keep watching.” Minju blushes furiously at the idea, but stays silent. “Come oppa, I can’t wait any longer, I need you in me.”

“I can’t wait any longer either!” you say as you drop your pants to the floor, making Minju gasp at your lack of underwear beneath, your erection suddenly staring her in the face. You ignore her, pouncing on your girlfriend, her legs wrapping around your waist needily. You pause to turn around, winking at Minju. “Have a seat anywhere.”

—–

Yeji purrs when her boyfriend thrusts into her, her pussy grabbing him hungrily, eager to feel his fullness once more. “Ah yes! I don’t know how you do it Minju, I can’t go a day without cumming on oppa’s cock!” She punctuates the statement with a decadent moan. Minju’s legs go weak, and she finds a chair quickly, rotating it so that she’s not facing the rutting couple. She closes her eyes and tries to stuff her ears, but it blocks nothing out, her mind flooded with the vivid images she’s been imagining in her head over and over again, now more sensual and realistic than ever. She closes her legs together, pressing her thighs against herself and trying to prevent her own hands from betraying her, but all that does is cause more slick to leak out.

“Fuck oppa, you’re so deep in me, Minju don’t you want this?!” Yeji cries out, her voice getting higher and higher as she rises to a peak. Minju crosses her arms, her fingers digging into flesh, trying to keep her hands away from anywhere sensitive. Just the brush of her forearms against her nipples is already sending sparks of pleasure through her. Suddenly Yeji’s moaning stops, did she cum?

“Aah!” With a yelp Minju’s chair is rotated around, and she’s face-to-face with Yeji’s boyfriend.

“Hey, you wouldn’t want to miss your dear unnie cumming her brains out right?” Yeji scrambles on to all fours, her sex-drunk face looking directly at Minju.

“Yes babe, give me what I want, give her what she wants, come on Min- nngh!” Yeji’s eyes roll in her head as she is penetrated once more, her hands kneading the sheets like a cat. Roughly Minju watches her unnie’s hair get yanked back, the clapping sound of their flesh bouncing in the room and in her mind.

“Babe, are you turned on by being fucked in front of Minju?” He asks, the sentence still clear in Minju’s ears over the din of sin.

“Yes!”

“Do you want to cum in front of her?”

“Yes yes yes!”

“Go ahead, cum for both of us, cum hard!”

Something between a moan and a grunt escapes from Yeji, followed by a cry of satisfaction that deafens Minju. As she watches Yeji explode in pleasure, Minju’s mind begins to melt down - if only she had a mirror, she could see the mess she has become - she’s leaking from both sets of lips, drool from one, arousal the other. She’s biting her lip hard enough that a trickle of blood is begin to drip, and she’s started sweating.

“Please…” The word leaves Minju’s lips as a whisper.

He pulls out of Yeji, cock throbbing, barely holding back a smile.

“Sorry, did you say something Minju?”

“Please… I want to cum!” Her voice desperate, betraying her need.

“I can help you, but you have to let me touch you, is that okay?”

“Yes, please touch me!” Minju cries out.

“She’s ready,” He whispers in Yeji’s ear. He get off the bed and goes over to Minju, taking her by the hand. Before she realizes it his lips are pressed against hers, and she melts into him, her entire body limp, focusing on the touch of his lips against hers.

It’s so soft, it’s so- She can’t help but moan into his mouth when he feels his hands slip under her top, her body arching towards him, eager to let him feel more of her, god she needed to be touched so bad! Willingly she loses her top.

“No bra?” he says, cupping one gorgeous breast in his hand.

“Ah!” A moan of pure desire flows past her rosy lips. “N-No, I forgot.”

“You forgot? Or were you planning to get naked anyways?” He grabs both her hands, planting them on her own chest, another moan leaving Minju as she finally touches herself, feeling herself up just the way she likes it. She forgets to answer the question.

I’m going to cum from this! Minju bites her lip. Almost there, almost there!

“Nngh!” He grabs her hands and pulls them away from her body, leaving her breathless and gasping, leaning against him once more, as if all the strength has gone from her body. “I was going to cum…” she whines weakly.

“I know.” With a tug he pulls down her jeans and removes the slick-soaked fabric that was previously her panties, the last shred of modesty leaving her. He pulls away, and Minju tries to pull him back in, only to realize her hands were cuffed!

“What?!” Minju’s mind works slowly, consumed and addled with lust. She doesn’t even react to Yeji and her boyfriend spreading her legs, strapping her to the bars of the coat hanger rack Yeji rolled in while she was “occupied”.

“See Minju, I kind of like watching my girlfriend do aegyo, so I don’t want you to cum early, you can wait till midnight right? I want you naked, but I don’t want you to touch yourself, so this was the best solution.”

No no no! Minju screamed in her mind, every limb struggling to get loose, but to no avail. Yeji walks up to her, examining the pool of slick she is already leaving on the floor, she scoops up some with her finger.

“Open, taste yourself.” Mindlessly mad with desire Minju obeys, and Yeji pushes the finger past her lips. Yeji smiles, feeling Minju’s tongue swirl all over the finger, licking it clean.

“Good girl.”

“Unnie, unnie please, I want to cum, I need to cum, please make me cum.”

“You will,” Yeji says huskily before kissing Minju, hands roaming all over her quivering body. Just the thrusts of Yeji’s tongue in her mouth is enough to push Minju to the edge.

“Unnie I’m-”

“No, not yet, there’s still time. Oppa, Minju’s tongue is great!” Minju tries to turn her head, but she can only hear him wheel the chair over.

“Really? Not something I expected from our dear Minju angel.”

“Please, I’ll do it, please just let me cum!” Minju can’t believe the words leaving her mouth, but embarassment could come later, she needed to cum!

“Really? What will you do? You need to be more specific.”

“I’ll, I’ll suck your cock, please I want to cum!” He blows her off with a wave.

“Maybe later, I want to fuck Yeji again.” Yeji responds with a squeal, getting in bed and waiting for him. “But, here’s something to help you.”

“Ha! Mmm!” Minju’s eyes roll in her head as she finally, finally, feels her pussy lips being touched, being split open by a dildo. Oh my god, oh my god yes! More more more more! She wants to scream, but as if punched she reels when it stops moving, the tip just past her entrance. “No! More please!” she begs the two of them. But he simply raises the chair to the height of the dildo, leaving just the tip of the toy inside her.

Nooo!

—–

“I think that’s enough for now, I don’t want you cumming after all, don’t want you to lose your bet,” you reply with a wicked grin. “Just enjoy the show, don’t move too much or it’ll fall out.” You ignore Minju’s slobbering pleas, turning back to face Yeji. “And now, my turn to cum.”

“Come here oppa!” Yeji lays down, her legs spread without a care, displaying herself for both you and Minju. You get on top of Yeji, and eager for your own release you start fucking her roughly. With every thrust you force air out of Yeji in the form of a moan, your hips seeming to bounce off her with every thrust, the flesh-on-flesh sound overpowering the hyperventilating pants of Minju.

In your positions Minju couldn’t see either of your pleasure-twisted faces, but what she could see was the essence of sex - your rod pumping in and out of Yeji, your sack slapping against her butt. With every thrust you draw a small amount of Yeji’s slick, splashing it on to the bed, your shaft already coated with a shine. You watch her breasts rock in rhythm with your thrusts - they were typically restrained by some tube top in her outfits, but not this time, bouncing mesmerizingly as she takes your cock over and over. You squeeze them harshly in your hands, making her gasp and groan in stinging ecstasy.

“Ah fuck, oppa I’m cumming, please cum with me!”

“I will if you cum right now!” you growl, pinching her nipples not-so-gently, the sudden shock turning all her senses up to eleven. Yeji cums right away, her legs writhing and trashing on the bed, showing Minju just how thoroughly her orgasm blew her away. You put a few more thrusts into Yeji’s tightening pussy before pulling out, grabbing Yeji’s open mouth and stuffing it with your meat. Her tongue immediately wraps around your shaft, and with a groan you finally orgasm, groaning in relief and unloading a thick load into her mouth. Minju watches in amazement as Yeji’s cheeks puffs out, trying to accomodate your load. Trying.

“Mmph! Ah!” With a cough you overflow her mouth, and Yeji has to pull away, sending your load flying as she chokes on it, a large amount leaking out the side of her mouth. Embarrassed she quickly swallows what she can before wiping her face clean. “Wow oppa that was a lot, guess you were pretty turned on huh?”

“Of course, we have to put on a good show for Minju,” you say as you turn to her. “What did you think?”

—–

Minju’s blind with lust, her sense not even registering his question. Burned into her mind is the image of Yeji choking on his cum - that was so much, how could anyone ever take that?

I want to try that, I bet I can take it! The competitive streak in her, corrupted by salacity, rears its head.

“What did you think?” he repeats the question, moving up to her. He looks down, smiling at the mess she made on the dildo and chair. “Wow, you’re so wet Minju, the dildo’s so slippery.” The small shift of the dildo when he touches it is enough to snap her harshly back to reality with a long moan.

“Please… let me cum! Let me cum and I’ll swallow!”

“I’m sorry, you’ll what?”

“I’ll suck your cock, I’ll swallow it better than Yeji unnie! Just let me cum!” Minju tries desperately to bargain.

“Wow, you hear that Yeji? She thinks she can swallow it all.”

“No way!”

“Should we let her prove it?”

“Why not?” Yeji reaches over and undoes the restraints around Minju’s wrists - with her legs still tied down and spread out, a simple push is enough for her to fall forward on to him. Her arms are weak and numb, and she is unable to push herself off, her head conveniently in his lap.

“Go ahead then, suck.” He lifts her head and fits her mouth over his cock. Minju abs flex and tense as she tries to take his half-erect length slowly, but gravity always wins, forcing her down all the way on his cock, her nose bumping against his crotch with a choked out cough. She struggles gamely on, her tongue lapping and stroking him, coaxing out what’s left and encouraging him to recharge.

“Fuck you’re right Yeji, her tongue is great!” Slowly but surely he reaches full hardness, her mouth now struggling with his girth, making Minju drool sloppily over his cock, his tip now brushing the back of her throat.

“Told you,” Yeji claims triumphantly as she hugs him from behind, her stiff nipples rubbing against his back. She reaches past him, grabbing Minju by the hands and pulling her deeper on to his cock. “Go ahead, fuck her mouth,” she whispers.

—–

“Here Minju, let me help you.” Your hands find her scalp, grasping and lifting her head before letting go, allowing your shaft to stuff her throat with a squelching sound as Minju struggles with her gag reflex. After a few more times you feel her get near her limit, and you lift her head and hold it in place.

“Aah, haah!” Minju takes the chance to gasp and swallow, before looking at you and letting her mouth hang open, her eyes begging for you, but you wanted to hear it from her.

“Say it.”

“Face, haah, fuck me- aah! Please! Face fuck-” You celebrate Minju’s first swear word tonight by stuffing her face back down on your cock. You fingers twist, using her hair as grips as you push and pull her off your shaft roughly, using her face as she wanted you to.

“Mmph! Nngh! Ggglk!” Uncultured sounds fill the room as you use this angel in unholy fashion, Minju’s lipstick leaving a mark at the base of your cock, her makeup running down her eyes.

—–

Minju’s vision goes dark every time he pulls her down on to him, so intense is her desire, it’s as if he is literally fucking her brains out - she simply needs any hole to be filled. She feels the drool flow freely off her tongue, but she’s too occupied both in mouth and mind to care, focusing on the touch of his tip back far in her mouth.

I wonder how deep he’ll get in me… Her pussy clenches along with her throat, her entire body subconsciously wanting to milk him. Over and over the invasive thought jabs against her sanity, burning the thought of being filled with his cock into her deepest desires. Minju feels his grip tighten on her hair, and she is gleeful - not because it’ll be over, but because she’ll get to swallow his seed.

“Fuck!” He rasps as he lifts her head almost completely off his cock. Confused, Minju tries to look up, but before she could do so he lets go of her head unexpectedly, allowing natural forces to impale her skull on his shaft. Minju quivers in satisfaction as she feels the blast of his seed hit the back of her throat. And then another blast, and then another! He’s filling her faster than she could swallow!

“Mmm!” Minju tries to pull her head off slightly, to give herself more room to store his cum, but her hands are occupied by Yeji. Yeji pulls on Minju’s hands, forcing her deeper onto her boyfriend’s cock, and soon she suffers the same fate. Minju’s mouth hangs open, as if forced open by the load of cum behind her lips, and she spills everything all over his crotch and the bed.

—–

“What a mess Minju, clean it!” Finally done, you yank Minju unceremoniously off your cock. Obediently she keeps her head near your crotch, licking what cum she could off you, looking apologetic and upset. “You failed,” you remind her.

“I’m sorry, I tried my best, please… please let me cum!”

“What do you say babe?” You turn to ask Yeji. “Should we let her cum? Do you want her to do aegyo for next week’s show?”

“I don’t know…” Yeji feigns ignorance, tapping on her temple as if in thought. “I don’t mind doing aegyo, I guess you can cum if you want, the dildo’s right there.”

Minju automatically reaches for the dildo, but hesitates right before she grabs it. “Unnie.” She turns to plead with Yeji. “C-Can I do it on oppa?”

“What do you mean?” Yeji smirks.

“I want to cum on oppa’s cock,” Minju says breathlessly.

“And? Just use the dildo and then pull it out after, I’ll have oppa lie down for you.”

“No, I want to- I want oppa to fuck me and make me cum around his cock,” Minju’s face is red, but only because her body is burning in desire, any embarrassment long since washed away. “I need to feel him inside me, please unnie? Please?”

“I don’t know, you’ll have to ask oppa-” Immediately Minju pounces on you, her hand already on your cock, trying to stroke you back to full hardness.

“Please oppa? Please? I need it so badly!”

You smile and reach for your phone. “Oh look, it’s already 11:55 pm! How about this Minju, I want to see Yeji’s aegyo, so if you can last 5 more minutes for me, I’ll fuck you and let you cum after that. Can you last 5 minutes?”

“Yes, yes yes yes, I’ll do it!”

“Great, let’s warm her up then Yeji!”

—–

With a squeal Minju is swept up into a flurry of hands and lips, the two of them assaulting all of her senses, sharing her body between the couple. She feels his lips on her neck, sucking and leaving a harsh dark mark on her skin. Yeji’s manicured fingers are on her, dangerously close to her dripping pussy, gently but firmly leaving nail marks on her skin as she gropes her thighs.

I can last just a little- ah! Longer! Just a little more and I can get his cock! Her mind holds on to that desire, desperately trying not to cum, her nerves already on fire, battering her senses.

“Oh god!” The words slip out of her as he reaches for her breasts, grasping them firmly. I hope he likes them. Minju can’t help but moan as he draws circles with his fingers on her tits. Her hands reaches to cup them for him, as if saying, “These are yours!” He rewards her with gentle tugs and pinches, setting alight more nerves.

Yeji’s hands now crawl up to her midriff, holding her tummy firmly before-

“Aaaaah!” Minju screams as she feels a wet muscle between her legs, Yeji’s tongue teasingly licking around her entrance.

Oh no I’m so close, has it been five minutes yet? No no no no no I’m cum- Minju’s descent into delirium is stopped abruptly as Yeji backs away.

“This is your final test,” he whispers in her ear.

An unangelic groan leaves Minju’s lips as her entire body is sent into shock when he enters her.

Oh fuck he’s in me, fuck yes yes yes, no wait, I don’t- I can’t- I want- I need! A million thoughts zoom through her between every powerful thrust of his hips.

“Wait oppa no! I’m going to-” She shuts her eyes tightly, her hands tearing at the sheet as she desperately tries to hold on. He stops and leans in, and Minju is grateful for the respite, for one brief moment.

—–

“God you’re grabbing me so tightly Minju.”

“Please oppa, don’t move, I’m so close!”

“Go ahead and cum, my angel.”

“What?” Minju can barely process his words, her expression one of tortured restraint.

“I simply moved the time back five minutes earlier.” He holds up her own phone to her face, it read 12:05 am. “It’s past midnight already, now cum all you want!” You yank Minju’s hourglass hips off the bed, pulling her against your crotch. Minju’s animated face goes through a million micro-expressions at once, and you pluck this angel’s wings, pulling her just a little further on to your cock.

An unabashedly erotic cry escapes Minju, the denied ecstasy washing over her all at once, her walls twisting and clenching around your cock, her mind melting in bliss. Like a burst dam you overwhelm Minju, every jerk of her body on your cock yielding another orgasm for her. Your hands grip her ass, digging into her cheeks and pulling her in again - a sob of relief and a groan of pleasure, and then Minju cums once more.

—–

Ahh! I can’t stop cumming! After having denied herself for nearly a month, Minju’s built-for-fucking body rebels violently, rejecting any sense of inhibition, the angel succumbing to the pleasure entirely. Over the edge Minju goes again and again, the pleasure manifesting itself in tears from her eyes and juice from her pussy, her body squeezing itself dry, clenching around his hard cock. Her back makes a beautiful curve as she stays jammed on his shaft, her head burying into the pillow, her toes curling and digging into the mattress.

Minju feels a third hand, Yeji’s hand, on her clit, and she screams herself hoarse into the pillow, the additional surge of pleasure threatening to twist her thoughts permanently - how could she ever cum by herself again? She needed this!

“Minju, you want me to touch you more?” Yeji asks teasingly, and the two of them watch Minju mindlessly reach for Yeji’s hand, pressing it on her own clit, her body making decisions for her mind, begging to be pleasured more. Together the they push Minju to the depths of hellish hedonism, clit and pussy stimulated fully, not giving her any time between orgasms. His cock pushes through Minju’s clenching walls while Yeji deals with her swollen clit, tugging and licking and rubbing, driving her insane.

Until it all stops.

“Fuck I’m close!” He rasps, stopping and trying to pull out.

“No! I need more!” Minju’s anguished cry pushes him a little closer to orgasm. “Please, cum in me, cum in me like you do unnie!” Yeji looks at her boyfriend and then back at Minju, stunned.

“Minju, we’ve never done that, oppa always finishes in my mouth.”

“But I heard you say ‘cum in me’ that time in the dressing room! And that time on the phone you said he fills you-” He lays Minju flat on the bed, getting on top of her when he realizes what she is saying.

“I think you are projecting Minju, your tight little pussy is hungry for cum isn’t it? Yeji simply meant I fill her belly with cum down her throat, what are you thinking about you dirty little angel?”

“That’s right Minju, why are you so dirty minded?” Yeji smiles and catches on, acting as the little devil on her shoulder, and Minju had no angel left on the other shoulder.

“I- I- mmph! I’m not!”

He fucks her slowly but deeply, making sure she feels his tip kiss the entrance to her womb over and over again.

“Come on Minju, stop being an angel, you’ve already cum so many times for us, I can make you feel even better, just ask for it.” His words snake into her thoughts, her mouth opens and closes dumbly, as if trying to eat the forbidden fruit.

“Yes Minju, I’ll let him do it, just this once, say it, say it!”

“I want, I want-” Minju gasps, each touch of his tip at the end of her pussy sending a mini-orgasm through her. She remembers her mouth being filled with cum, to the point she couldn’t hold it, and she clenches unconsciously around his throbbing shaft, imagining herself being filled until her pussy overflows.

“Let go, admit who you are, and I’ll give it to you.”

Minju’s mind is filled with all kinds of filthy thoughts, trying to come up with words that will satisfy him. He bumps against her cervix with each thrust, encouraging her to quickly find an answer.

—–

Minju’s response is music to your ears.

“Please, let me be your cumdump, put everything into me.”

“So dirty Minju, are you hearing yourself? What happened to Minju angel?” Yeji pinches her nipples, lightly punishing Minju for her words.

“Please unnie, I don’t want to be Minju angel, I’ll be Minju cumdump, please let oppa do it!” Minju moans as you push into her again. “I’m so close! Please let him do it all the time unnie, not just once, I want oppa’s cum everyday.”

“What do you say babe?” you ask Yeji, gritting your teeth as you wait for your girlfriend’s approval.

“Only if you do aegyo every week!”

“Yes yes yes I’ll do it, I’ll do it everyday if I have to!”

“Hmm fine.” Yeji smacks your ass and whispers in your ear. “Go get her tiger.”

With Yeji’s permission you hook Minju’s legs with your arms and put her in a mating press, almost sitting on her as you drive your shaft down into her pussy, gravity once again your friend.

“Yes, thank you unnie- ah!” With a sharp thrust you force her attention back to you. “Fuck oppa, that’s so deep! Please fuck me harder!” Minju begins swearing uncontrollably as you ravage her with reckless abandon, discarding her image as an angel forever. Her thighs quiver as she struggles to stay wrapped around you, her pale skin flushed red with lust.

“I’m going to use you everyday, you’re going to be sore, and you’re going to like it!” you growl, watching her breasts bounce and hearing the bed creak under your pounding. Your movements get jerkier by the moment, your tip drumming against her womb as you burrow into her.

“Yes, please use me, please fill me everyday, I’ll be your cumdump whenever you want!” Minju cries out. You take her, both body and mind, before slamming yourself down into her one last time.

“Fuck!” Minju screams herself hoarse, the fallen angel reveling in your thick seed filling her womb. Every throb of your cock sends a blast of semen into her, triggering one orgasm after another, her pussy convulsing and massaging your shaft, milking you for everything you have. So turned on by the process of breaking Minju, you keep pumping her full of virile seed, even after having cum twice earlier.

“Oh god yes!” Minju shrieks, feeling herself overflow from the copious amount of cum she’s being filled with. It felt warm initially inside her, but then the heat grew and grew as you kept pouring cum into her. She feels herself burning! The pleasure setting her senses on fire, her inhibitions blown away, her body molded to his cock, it all becomes too much - her deepest and darkest desires awakened and duly fulfilled, Minju finally blacks out.

You pump in and out of her a few more times, draining the last of your seed inside her before finally pulling out of her limp body. You collapse in Yeji’s arms, drained of strength to even sit up.

“You did so well oppa, god just look at her pussy…” The two of you watch as glob after glob of slick and cum leaks out from Minju’s thoroughly fucked core. Yeji reaches out, collecting a good amount on her finger before sucking it clean.

“You taste even better. I’m going to get addicted to this!” Yeji whispers in your ear.

“Well, they’ll be plenty more of where that came from, we can bring her here everyday and you can eat her out,” you suggest with a kiss.

“And wouldn’t you like that?” Yeji smacks you lightly on the arm. “I’ll think about it, but thanks oppa.”

“I should be the one thanking you!” you reply with a laugh.

“Probably, but Minju has to do all the aegyo from now on, that’s good enough for me.”

The two of you share another passionate kiss before finally cleaning up best you could, tucking the breathing but otherwise dead asleep Minju into bed before ending your own night with a shower and some rest.

“Minju, do some aegyo to see our audience off this week!”

“Ah? Ah… yes unnie. Minju angel! Bbuing bbuing!” Minju does a cute pose for the cameras before blushing and hiding her face.

“Isn’t she so cute?!” Yeji squeals into the camera. “That’s all for this week, tune in next week for Show! Music Core!”

You hug Yeji as she comes flying into the dressing room, her arms wrapping around you tightly.

“I missed you!”

“Missed you too, you were great.” You look over Yeji’s shoulder to find Minju standing at the door.

“Yeji unnie, the PD’s looking for you!”

“Oh okay, be right there.” Yeji pecks you before whispering in your ear. “Give her what she wants, but save some for me.” Before you could question what she meant, she runs out the door to look for the PD. Minju’s left standing at the door.

“Oh, hi Minju, your aegyo was so cute!”

“Thanks.” She looks up and down the hallway before stepping into dressing room, closing the door behind her. “Oppa…” She tugs on your shirt, eyes large and round.

“Hm?” you ask, even as you begin to dawn on Yeji’s words.

“Minju cumdump needs some cum, please?”

You were powerless against her aegyo.

A/N: A few months too late for Yeji/Minju MC, but oh well, the idea came late. Imagine this happening behind the scenes when members decide who does aegyo! You’re welcome XD There’s more in the Angel and Devil story, and that one follows directly after this, just a small timeskip. There’s enough smut there to stand on its own. Both parts are plenty filthy, zero fluff, pure horny. It was actually kinda difficult writing these two parts because the concept is just so hot. Anyways, thanks for reading!

Angel and Devil - ITZY Chaeryeong, Minju

A/N 1: This follows after Aegyo Avoidance, I wrote it all as one story but didn’t really have a good way of connecting the scenes without using a random timeskip, so it’s in two parts.

Day 50 of using Minju.

“Hey babe.” Yeji peeks her head through the door.

“Oh hey Yeji, one second.” You grab Minju by the hips, jamming her down on your cock and shooting your load in her. Minju whines, her body twitching from the several orgasms you pushed into her already.

“Want some?” You pull Minju forward, kissing her and raising her hips off you, letting your cum leak freely out of her.

“Don’t mind if I do.” Minju gasps into the kiss, feeling Yeji’s tongue swipe over her sensitive lips. “Good as always!”

“Thanks oppa, I’ll get going now-”

“No stay Minju. I wanted to tell you oppa, I need you to take care of Chaeryeong.”

“Take care of? What is this, the mafia?”

“No silly, I mean ‘take care’ of her. You know…” Her eyes go suggestively to Minju.

“Oh, are you sure?”

“Mmhmm, girl’s going loco, she heard Minju doing the 28 day thing, and she tried it too. Girl can’t get satisfied now.”

“She’s just like me then, hehe,” Minju adds dazedly, still in a cock-induced haze.

“Yeah, so, please?”

“I mean, as long as you’re okay with it, why would I complain?”

“Because, silly oppa, Chaeryeong’s gonna want one load, and then I will want a load, and then when unnie comes back she’ll want one load too you know! How many do you have in you?” Minju teases, her hand naturally finding its way to your cock again.

“I have enough-” The breath is knocked out of you as a crimson-haired beauty pounces on you, pushing Minju aside.

Outside the room you hear Yeji call out to you before the door slams shut. “Thanks oppa, I’ll be back later!”

You turn back, and you find yourself looking at a lust-driven Chaeryeong, her eyes large, round, and dripping pure sex, straddling your legs and hands already trying to tear her top apart.

“Chaeryeong? Slow down, we have time.” Her top is now off. She stands up to peel off her tight pants, showing off her thighs, juicy enough to rival Minju’s - you couldn’t help but compare with them right next to each other.

“I don’t. Sorry Minju, you understand.” Fully naked she’s on top of you once more.

“Wait Chaeryeong, I just came, I need some time!”

“I can’t wait!” She grasps your partly hard shaft and puts it in her mouth. To your surprise with a few expert licks you harden with a moan.

“W-Where did you learn to do that? Yeji?”

“No, Minju.” She says flatly, and you turn to Minju, who simply winks and flashes you a “V” sign. Before you can even say anything, Chaeryeong is already plunging herself down on top of you.

“Fucking hell! God!” The theological paradox escapes Chaeryeong’s throat, followed by a long moan as her body is wracked by the first satisfying orgasm she has had in a month. She plants her hands on your chest, supporting herself as her body seizes up.

“Keep going Chaeryeong, you should have a few more.” Minju gets behind her, hands on her hips, urging her to grind on you.

“Oh fuck!” Chaeryeong breathlessly gasps, your tip rubbing against her g-spot causing another tidal wave of pleasure to slam into her. With a smile at you Minju holds on to her friend, who has now learnt the pleasures of grinding on your cock.

Chaeryeong leans backwards, using Minju for support while she throws her hips over and over against you, her thighs flexing, tightening her pussy to drive more friction between the two of you.

“I learnt this from Yeji.” You hear Minju whisper in Chaeryeong’s ear, whose whines rise a pitch higher when Minju reaches down, rubbing her clit and squeezing her breasts while she stuffs herself with your cock. More than happy for the current situation to continue, you allow Minju to work Chaeryeong over as you simply sit there and enjoy the pleasure of her pussy walls contracting around you erratically, her body losing track of where one orgasm ended and the next one began.

With a final groan and a shudder Chaeryeong goes limp, resting against Minju, who’s kneeling between your legs. “Fuck I needed that!” she finally gasps, her face as red as her hair.

“It feels so good right?”

“Yes, he’s so big and hard and… fuck it’s so much better than a dildo.”

“And you know, a dildo can’t cum in you, but he can.” You can scarcely believe Minju’s words.

“Minju!”

“What, I’m getting you another cumdump oppa, I’m so sore and full everyday!” She pouts cutely, in contrast with the utter filth she just said. “Try it Chaeryeong, when you see how much he cums, you won’t go back.”

“But Yeji unnie-”

“She’s not here, I’m your sunbae now, haha!” Minju threatens Chaeryeong deviously. “If you want to get more of oppa’s cock, I won’t let you unless you agree to join me!”

“I-”

“Show her what she’s missing oppa!” Minju suddenly backs away, causing Chaeryeong to fall back on the bed, the perfect opportunity to get on top of her. You don’t miss your chance, and soon you’re right above her, your cock still embedded inside her.

With her thighs in your hands you spread Chaeryeong open, setting a fast pace and making her yelp. She tries to cover her moans with her hands, but Minju, ever the helpful little devil, pulls her hands away, spreading them just like her legs were spread. Between the two of you Chaeryeong becomes a moaning mess, pinned to the bed and getting a thorough fucking.

“Ah god, fuck me!” She orgasms quickly, thrusting her breasts in the air as she arches her back, the only movement allowed given you and Minju’s total control of her limbs. Her curvy flushed body is cover in a layer of sweat, and you are reminded of Minju underneath you weeks ago.

“Say it Chaeryeong,” you demand, earning you a knowing smile from Minju.

“Say- ah! What?”

“You know what to say, say it and I’ll let you keep cumming. Don’t say it and I pull out now, and we never fuck again.”

“No!” Her hands struggle against Minju, trying to reach for you. “Don’t pull out! Wait!”

You hold your hips still, feeling her quiver around your shaft, no doubt relishing the feeling inside her as her mind and body debate the choice.

—–

Don’t do it Chae, are you that horny? The little angel on her shoulder asks.

YES! The devil on the other shoulder screams. Do you not feel how fucking good this is? After you made her try the stupid 28 day challenge, it’s all your fault to begin with, you owe her!

Yes but- The angel is interrupted by a previous angel - Minju peppers little kisses on her neck and shoulders, shutting both angel and devil up as she whispers into Chaeryeong’s ear.

“Just do it Chae, he’ll fuck you whenever he wants, and whenever you want, it’s so good all the time. And sometimes Yeji unnie joins in too, her tongue’s so good, sometimes she licks me as he fucks her. He always cums a lot, I swear he has enough to fill two pussies, but Yeji unnie always like it in the mouth. Do you want to try? Maybe next time, you should see if you can take his whole load, it’s so thick and hot and-”

The images float into Chaeryeong’s mind, her eyes shutting tight. Her mouth opens.

—–

“I’ll be your cumdump!”

Whatever Minju whispered in her ear, it definitely worked. With a smile you ask Chaeryeong again.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes! Just fuck me already!” With her wild red hair while biting her lip, Chaeryeong looked the very definition of a succubus made human. Minju lets go of Chaeryeong’s arms, and she immediately pulls you in, powerful thighs latching around your hips, trying to hump herself upwards on you.

“Eager aren’t you?” She shuts you up with a hungry kiss. The two of you get right to fucking like rabbits, the bed shaking and creaking as you try to pound her just as hard as she is trying to slam herself up into you.

“Ugh that’s it! More, more!” Her body is soft and hard in all the right places - jiggling and bouncing breasts, a flexing and twitching abs, and pinchable cheeks, both face and ass. Under, or rather over, Chaeryeong’s frenzied movements you feel yourself build to orgasm, and given by her tightness, she was already there, but you needed to see more of her first!

“Chaeryeong wait!”

“What? No I want your cum!”

“You’ll get it, turn around, do as I say!” She gets on all fours, and you feel yourself somehow get even harder at the sight of her perfect ass, very squeezable and very clappable, pale skin just waiting to be made red. She turns to look back at you, eyes burning with hungry, demanding that you fuck her now.

You grab her delicious hips and plunge yourself into her once more. Chaeryeong can’t really push back on to you well, but neither of you minded as you dominated her from behind, your thighs slamming into hers with every thrust, making her ass sting and begin to turn red, perfect.

“Harder!” Chaeryeong gasps, and you push her head down to the bed as you get into a squat. You drive downwards into her pussy, making sure she submits to the ecstasy you are fucking into her.

“God that’s so hot oppa…” You look away from Chaeryeong for a moment, only to see Minju in the same position next to you, her own fingers in her pussy, imagining herself being fucked in the same way. “Do her harder!”

You reduce Chaeryeong to a grunting and whining mess, and you use her body like a pump for slick, every thrust of your hips seeming to spill her arousal on to the bed. You hear Minju doing the same right next to you, her fingers plunging inside her very wet pussy, and your limit arrives quickly.

“I’m going to fill you.” You say pointlessly, as if you would do anything else in the world to Chaeryeong.

“Yes fill me fill me fill me fill me…” Her last word trails off as you slam down, pressing her down on the bed and causing both of you to go still. The only motion between the two of you is one that is unseen - of your throbbing cock dumping shot after shot of seed deep into her pussy. The play button is suddenly pressed as Chaeryeong lets out a low groan of satisfaction, her abs twitching at the heat of your cum inside her. You pull out swiftly, and grabbing Minju by the waist you thrust your still-firing cock into her, filling her with the last few spurts.

“Your reward for convincing her.” You kiss and murmur into her neck.

“T-Thank you, ah!” A bolt of pleasure travels through her, her own whispers to Chaeryeong proven right as she climaxes - you did have enough of both of them. You pull out and lean back on the bed, watching Minju and Chaeryeong’s shapely hips up in the air, their thigh gaps offering you a perfect view of their satisfied expressions, only interrupted by the drip of your cum out of their folds and on to the bed.

“Let us clean you up oppa.” Together, with Minju straddling your left leg and Chaeryeong on your right leg, they bring their mouths close to your shaft, each of them responsible for cleaning one side of your cock, licking the mix of juice and cum clean.

As they clean your cock, the movement of their clits on your legs sent sparks through their sensitive bodies, and soon they were both humping your legs, grinding themselves to another climax. Watching their expressions melt in pleasure, cheeks red and mouths open, is enough to get you hard again.

“If you get me hard again maybe you can share a load.”

The two of them immediately jump on the idea, rutting themselves on your legs as they take turns sucking and licking your cock, alternating between shaft and balls, making sure you get hard as soon as possible. Minju has taught Chaeryeong well, and very quickly you were hard and throbbing again.

“Oppa please!” Minju whines.

“We’re close, please!” Chaeryeong concurs, her mouth hanging open, both in pleasure and in anticipation of your load. The two of them stroke your cock rapidly as their own grinding reaches a peak rhythm.

“Fuck!” All three of you explode at once, the two of them leaving a mess of slick and cum on your legs while you shoot your load. You jerk your hips up and down in pleasure, sending your cum all over their gorgeous features, painting their faces just like you painted their walls earlier. They collapse on top of you, neither of them minding the mess you made of them, or in them, for that matter.

Your phone vibrates with a message, it’s from Yeji.

*Sorry oppa, I’ll be late, it’s taking longer than normal, hope Chaeryeong isn’t too much to “take care of” ;)*

You look down at the two of them and tap a quick reply.

*No problem, I took care of both of them.*

A/N 2: Double post, corrupted Minju ends up corrupting someone else! Thanks for reading!

Pump and Dump - Lee Chaeyeon

“Hey Yeji, what do you want to do this weekend? Any place you want to go?” you ask hopefully into the phone.

“Hmm? Oh sorry I forgot to tell you oppa, we have a schedule this weekend.”

“Oh, I thought we were going to do something together.” You try to keep the disappointment out of your voice. “It’s okay, have fun!” Yeji knows you too well though.

“Aww come on, I’ll make it up to you next time, have fun with Minju~” The playful tone she uses at the end tells you she knows what type of fun you’ll be having with her.

“Maybe, sex is not all I think about you know.”

“Yes, and Minju doesn’t automatically mean sex you know?” She got you there.

“Fine, you’re right.”

“Go ahead, you better drain yourself in her, last time I blew you I nearly choked from how much you had. Minju needs to be a better cumdump.”

“How can you say that so easily, aren’t you an idol?” You squirm at her casual dirty talk.

“I’m your girlfriend, I care about my boyfriend’s health, especially his sexual health.”

“Me too!” You hear someone shout through the phone.

“Oh, Chaeryeong’s here too.” You blush—did she hear everything?

“I care about your sexual health too oppa, I’ll do better!” Yep, she did.

“T-Thanks?”

“I won’t lose to Minju, I'll—” A scuffle as they fight for the phone, and then Yeji continues for Chaeryeong.

“She says hi, we gotta go sleep, have to get up early tomorrow, love you!”

“Love you!” You sigh and lay back on your bed, maybe you will call Minju.

It only rings once. “Hi oppa! Sorry, I can’t come over right now.”

“Hey Minju. No no I don’t need you to come over now, I—”

“You don’t want to do it with me?” Looks like sex is all Minju thinks about.

“No I do, I mean— I just wondered if you want to do something tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow? Ah sorry, I have to film a show with Yena…” You can hear her pout.

“It’s okay, maybe next time then.”

“Can you fill me up after I finish filming?” You’re not sure if Yeji or Minju is more brazen about sex.

“Umm sure? When do you finish filming?”

“Monday I think. Can we meet after?”

“Sure. If you won’t be too tired.”

“I won’t be, just fill me with cum and I’ll be full of energy!” Definitely Minju. “Bye oppa!”

You say your goodbyes and hang up. Well, guess you won’t be doing much on the weekend.

You wake up Saturday morning, and with nothing else to do, you go back to sleep, only waking up in the early afternoon, to a few missed calls from Chaeryeong, and a message.

Oppa! If you’re free, I have an invitation for a fashion thing that my sister is going to, you should go with her!

Hey Chaeryeong, sure why not, I’ll be her plus one, let me know when and where!

Chaeryeong texts you the place and time, and you start going through your wardrobe—what could you wear that wouldn’t embarrass you completely? You decide on a fitted black shirt, khaki trousers, matching shoes, and a grey blazer to finish the outfit. You lay the outfit on your bed and go about the rest of your day.

You don’t think much about the event until your calendar alerts you, and you hurriedly throw on the outfit and head out. To your dismay, you realize that you are horribly underdressed—the event is far glitzier than your fast casual outfit. You saw suits of all colors, hats and berets, dresses with all the most outrageous cuts. You pull out your phone, wanting to text Chaeryeong that you couldn’t make it and to apologize to her sister, when you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“Hi, you must be who Chaeryeong was talking about!”

You turn to face the voice, and you are met with Lee Chaeyeon, wearing a form-fitting black one-piece, one creamy shoulder exposed, contrasting well with the dark fabric hugging her body all the way down. The frilly trim hides the curves of her chest well, but her hips are delightfully outlined, and the short dress teases her thighs for any onlookers, including you.

“H-Hi, yes, nice to meet you. Sorry, I think I’m rather underdressed for the event, it might not be good for you to bring me in.” Chaeyeon simply slips her arm around yours.

“Nonsense, I’d be so bored going in alone. Besides, I like your outfit, you’re making your own statement, come on, let’s go!” Chaeyeon drags your shrinking self in, and you get seated next to her, thankfully several rows back from the front row, away from the cameras. The lights dim and the show begins, model after model strutting down the runway, showing off the flashiest, if not the most practical, outfits for the upcoming season. Chaeyeon hums next to you, her brows furrowed, taking in model after model. Occasionally she shivers against you, is she cold?

“You okay?” She nods and waves you off. A few more models walk by, and you feel her shiver in more violently next to you, jerking and twitching a little. You shrug your jacket off and place it over her shoulders. You brush her skin briefly, and she felt shockingly warm, hot even. She hunches over suddenly!

“Are you sure you’re okay?” You lean over and down, to get a better look at her face—her cheeks were red, and she was biting her lower lip.

“Mmmm yeah I’m fine, I’m okay—mmm!” Chaeyeon clutches her abdomen, and she hurriedly looks at you. “Can you take me to the bathroom?”

“Sure, come on then, take it easy.” The two of you silently slip out, and you lead Chaeyeon to the bathroom. You planned to wait for her outside, but she pulls you into the bathroom and drags you into a stall with her. “Chaeyeon—”

“Wait!” She fumbles around in her purse, her entire body quivering.

“Do you want to sit down?”

“No just wait!” She pulls out her phone and taps it, and finally she relaxes. “Whew that was close.”

“What was that?” You reach for her phone, and in a panic she tries to keep it away from you, but in the small space you are able to overpower her and take it. You look at the screen, and it is clearly an interface for a remote vibrator. “So you weren’t sick this whole time were you?”

“No, I was… edging myself.” You set the vibrator to low, and Chaeyeon yelps, jumping a little at the sudden start.

“And why were you edging yourself?”

“Because these shows are boring, and— Ah!” Quickly she covers her own mouth, muffling her squeal as you thumb the setting up another notch.

“How close are you?” You wrap an arm around her waist, bringing her close to you. Her entire body is trembling, vibrating against you.

“So close, I’m so close, stop, please stop!” You want to tease her further, but the bathroom door opening catches you both by surprise. The click-clack of heels gets dangerously close to your stall, and you hear a faucet being opened. You hold the phone up to Chaeyeon with a wicked smirk. “What are you—” You kiss her as she shakes even more violently against you, as if anticipating your next move.

“I guess you’ll just have to be quiet.” You put the vibrator on high.

“That won’t help—” You shut her up and cover her mouth with a hand.

Chaeyeon’s last coherent thought is That won’t help at all! She takes a deep breath, and her eyes open wide before rolling in her head, succumbing to the pleasure.

Nary a sound escapes Chaeyeon’s mouth, but her orgasm is far from quiet. To your horror and infinite arousal she squirts explosively, a torrent of slick gushing out of her and splattering on the floor far too loudly. She thrashes in your arms, jerking and rattling the stall door, pulses of juice spraying out with every roll of her body she does against you, until finally Chaeyeon sags in your arms, the ecstasy physically draining out of her.

“Hello? Is someone there? Are you okay?” You try to nudge Chaeyeon to answer, but she’s too out of it.

“Umm yes, sorry, my friend here isn’t feeling well, I’m helping her, hope you don’t mind.”

“Oh of course, what happened? Did she throw up? Do you need toilet paper?”

“No, no, it’s fine, she knocked a bottle of water over, that’s probably what you heard, thank you though!” Still trembling, Chaeyeon reaches for the phone in your hand—you get the message and turn the vibrator off.

“Yes, thank you.” Chaeyeon catches her breath and follows up weakly. “I’ll be fine.”

“Oh okay, I hope you feel better!” After a few tense moments you hear the heels tap away from you, and thankfully the bathroom door opens and shuts without any new footsteps coming in.

“Whew, close one,” you chirp, and Chaeyeon fixes you with daggers in her eyes, her face otherwise burning red and blushing from the pleasure.

“I can’t believe you did that! What if we got caught?”

“You mean what if you got caught.” Chaeyeon ignores you, hiking her dress up a little and reaching between her legs. She pulls the vibrator out of her, now coated with a shiny coat of slick. Nonchalantly she exits the stall and washes the toy before drying it and putting it in her purse. She turns around and looks at you, and then the puddle on the floor.

“Aren’t you going to clean it up?”

“Why me?” you mutter even as you grab a bunch of toilet paper.

“You made me cum right there, I wasn’t planning on cumming just yet, so you do it.” Begrudgingly you clean up Chaeyeon’s mess that you made, earning a kiss for your troubles. Thankfully, no one in heels was waiting around outside as the two of you exit the newly spotless bathroom, and with zero interest in the rest of the show, you exfiltrate out a side door together.

“So…” Chaeyeon grabs your chin. “I was planning on bringing you back to my place, and then cumming on your cock, but since you already made me cum, I guess there’s no need for that.” You try to lean in for another kiss, but she simply tosses your jaw to the side, and you’re left kissing air.

You wrap a hand around her waist once more. “Now now, we left this event early, so we have plenty of time, wouldn’t you say?” Her body presses against yours, and you whisper huskily into her ear, “I take it Chaeryeong has told you some things about me?”

“And Minju too, the naughty things you made my Minju Angel do.” By her words she should be angry at you, however her tone is low and needy.

“Maybe I should do some of it to you too.”

“Oh no mister, I’m no cumdump like the two of them are.” She suddenly reaches for your crotch, and her skilled handiwork leaves you gasping against her—she knew exactly where to squeeze to get the pleasure flowing through you. “I’m going to be a cumpump, I’m going to drain you so dry you’ll have nothing for days.”

“Is that a challenge?”

“It is now. My place, right now.”

Chaeyeon pulls you into her bedroom, and before you can do anything else you’re already sitting on the edge of her bed, her dress riding up as she mounts you, giving you access to her toned thighs, smooth skin, and so much more.

“Mmm, yes, tease me!” she purrs as you hands move up her thighs and to her hips, pushing her dress up past her crotch, allowing your fingers to drift back to her center.

“You love being teased don’t you?”

“When you can cum so fucking hard afterwards, why wouldn’t you? I’m going to make you love it too.” Her husky voice shakes as you run a thumb over her slit, but she stays focused on her task on undoing your pants. “Will you let me edge you? It’s going to feel so good for you too.” Please say yes, please say yes!

You barely notice yourself standing up and letting your pants and boxers fall, because your focus is entirely on Chaeyeon’s tight figure as she slips out of her dress.

“Oh yes…” You gasp at her form—she is muscular and toned, but also perfectly squishy in all the right places, and her naked body is on full display for you before she settles between your legs.

“I will take that as agreement.”

“No I meant—”

“And for your reward…” A groan echoes in the room as for the first time tonight your shaft receives some direct stimulation in the form of being trapped between Chaeyeon’s breasts.

“Fuck Chaeyeon!”

“That’s for later, you like this? What about this?” Your mouth hangs open at the sight of your tip peeking out from between her tits before being enveloped by her lips. You grunt and jerk as her tongue flicks over your glans, the sweat gathering in her cleavage helping you glide between her cushions. “So salty, you taste so good. Oh, are you close already? That’s not so good.” Frustratedly you watch Chaeyeon slow down, a smirk on her face as she slowly squeezes her chest closer together, trapping your shaft from base to tip.

“No, don’t slow down!”

“You agreed to it already, just sit back and enjoy it.” It sounded absurd in your mind, Chaeyeon wanted you to enjoy torture! But that is all you can do, your hands scrunching up her sheets as she continues to slowly jerk you off with her breasts. Chaeyeon drips on the floor, a puddle already forming, slick beginning to trail down her thighs. He’s getting bigger, stiffer!

Dizzy with arousal, you watch her play with her nipples hypnotically, see them slowly get hard between her fingers, hear her slowly begin to whine and whimper. Thankfully and unfortunately she stops, clambering into your lap instead and pushing you on the bed.

“I need you in me.” She kisses you hungrily.

“I need to be in you.” You return the kiss with equal fervor.

“Tell me when you’re close okay? I want to edge us both,” Chaeyeon asks of you as she takes off your shirt.

“Fine—argh!” you shout loudly as her tight wet heat consumes your throbbing shaft. “I’m close, I’m close!”

“Okay, don’t move, don’t move!” Chaeyeon holds herself still, biting her lip, resisting the urge to just sink herself down on you fully. Her hands stay planted on your chest, and you watch her hold the most sinful squat position you can even dream of, her juices trickling down the part of your cock you could see. Somehow, despite the erotic sight in front of you, you feel yourself back away from the edge.

“Okay, I’m better now.” Immediately Chaeyeon dams herself on you. “Fuck!” The pleasure returns in full force, and you feel the flutter of her walls ever so minutely—how the fuck are you supposed to hold back?

Chaeyeon’s back is ramrod straight, her chest thrust out deliciously as she tries to deal with the pleasure. God he fills me up so well, so full! She looks up, the ceiling reflecting her own thoughts—blank and in need of a good painting.

I kinda want to feel what Minju and Chaeryeong feel, what if he just dumps it in me? A tremble runs down her spine, and she clenches around you, trying to milk you subconciously, and making you move a little in her. Oh no, fuck, wait!

“Don’t move, don’t move, shit, don’t move.” Her nails scratch you, leaving slight red lines on your chest, the sting backing you off from blissful oblivion just enough. The very air around you two is still, as if the slightest breeze would send both of you tumbling. Breath held, Chaeyeon looks absolutely erotic as she pulls herself back from the edge, her face red. “Mmmm you feel so good, nearly lost it there already.” Almost gingerly she leans down to kiss you.

“It’s so hard!”

“Yeah it is.” Chaeyeon sloppily snogs you, her walls clenching on you rhythmically.

“Not what I meant, fuck I don’t know how much I can take!”

“I’ll find out. Just tell me when you can’t hold on.” A shiver goes down your spine and she runs her fingers lightly over your shoulders, feather touches dotting your trembling body, gently tweaking your nipples before she runs her hands up her own body, pinching her own. You swear out loud in response, her walls tightening around you when she plays with herself. One, two, three, four, five rocks of her hips against yours.

“Chaeyeon stop stop stop!” She stops her movement, and the vacuum suction around your cock stops briefly as Chaeyeon forces herself to relax around you.

“Good boy.” He listens so well, I really should let him cum in me.

“Please let’s just cum?!” you cry out needily.

“Not yet, just a little more.” The count hits 4 this time, and you can only manage a strangled shout to notify her. Chaeyeon’s significantly wetter, her juices coating your shaft liberally, her pale skin begins to turn red under the sheer hotness of the situation.

The heat in Chaeyeon is growing exponentially by the second. I definitely want his cum in me, just tease him a little more, damn I’m so close, I’m so close!

“Great, almost there, just last a little longer for me, I’ll give you everything you want.” She manages to entice you between deep breaths of her own, trying to relax herself, however impossible it might be for either of you.

Three, then two grinds of her hips is enough for both of you to go nearly insane, the time taken to get to the edge getting ever so short, the time in between sweet delicious ecstasy growing ever longer. Your lips tremble like you’re cold, but you are burning hotter than ever between your legs, swallowing desperately, trying to do something other than grabbing her and just fucking both of you to bliss.

Chaeyeon is equally a wreck—her hair disheveled, drool leaking out of her open mouth, dripping on to you. Your crotches are a total mess, her slick not so much dripping on to you as she is just showering you like a waterfall with her arousal. I need his cum, I need it in me, I need it in me now!

“You’ve been so good, I’ll let you dump your cum, yes? Yes? Yes yes? Yes yes yes yes—” Chaeyeon sentence dissolves into a bunch of moans and cries as she grinds herself on you recklessly, her walls gripping you oh so tightly. Your hands grip her jiggling thighs, squeezing them like she is contracting around you—you want her to go harder, faster, squeeze you tighter! You feel your throat try to rip itself, but you can’t hear your own scream, the blood pounding in your head.

Finally both of you fucking cum!

You place your seed in Chaeyeon—that’s the only way she can describe the sudden fullness in her womb, so powerful and abundant your load that you instantly fill her to the brim. She screams and lifts herself off your shaft, her strong squirt gushing off you like a jet, splattering both of you with obscene fluids in obscene amounts.

You cum with her the whole time, every gush past her lips met with a shot from your tip. Out of control you both groan and scream and shout and shriek, hips jerking over and over, covering each other so absolutely completely you might as well have dunked each other in a tub of cum and juice.

“Haah, haah… oh my god, come here, come here!” Chaeyeon clambers on to you, mashing her lips against yours. After all that fucking, zero fucks were given, your bodies squirming together, semen and juice mixing messily all over both of you. You leave and receive several marks of lust on and from her until the two of you finally come down from the high, the edge Chaeyeon took you to finally dulling out into satisfying soreness.

“Oh my god, just how much did you cum?” Chaeyeon mumble as she looks down her body, the white cum and her flush making her skin look pink. She presses a hand to her abs. “In me too, fuck, I see why Minju and Chaeryeong do it. Well, I mean, ioi you.”

“Yeah well, damn I haven’t cum that hard before.” And you meant every word of it, your core and pelvic muscles sore from pushing all that cum into and on her.

“Told you I’m a good cumpump.” She runs a finger on her body, licking your load off it. “You taste good, no wonder Yeji loves your load down her throat.”

“Have they just gone and told you everything?” you ask exasperatedly.

“Oh yes, and I’m going to tell them everything we did too, full transparency you know.” She ponders for a moment. “Maybe I’ll join your sessions, let’s see just how much cum they can hold.”

You groan in pain. “Fuck, that sounds so hot, but I’m too sore to get hard.”

“Relax, plenty of time for that in the future, gonna need time for you to generate more little guys here.” You shiver as she runs a finger over your balls. “Shower?”

You agree, and bodies aching the two of you limp to the bathroom, too tired to do anything but wash.

At the door Chaeyeon kisses you on the cheek. “Thanks for the fun night. I’ll have to call a professional cleaner after that, you are down to split the costs right?” She bursts into her trademark laughter at your expression. “Ahahahaha I’m kidding, you’ll pay some other way, I’ll see you around!”

You go back home and collapse in your bed, where sleep mercifully takes you quickly, your body aching too much to even toss and turn.

Unfortunately you have to wake up, but it is not the worst thing in the world, as Minju is under the covers with you, kissing you awake.

“Oh, hey Minju, you came? I thought you were only finishing up on Monday.”

“Mmhmm, but Minju cumdump missed you too much! I couldn’t wait.”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sore—” but she does not take no for an answer, pouting and looking absolutely adorable until you agree to a quickie… or so you thought.

“Oppa, can I be on top?” She asks even as she swings her long legs around you.

“Sure, but why?”

“Chaeyeon unnie messaged me yesterday, she said edging you would give me a bigger load?”

You groan internally—word travels fast, and Chaeyeon really did make you pay some other way.

A/N: Okay, done with no-lifing FFXIV, so back to writing XD I tried something different where you can see what Chaeyeon is thinking in brief moments during the sex, just as an alternative to switching between first and third person like I do sometimes. I hope this is less jarring but still just as hot, something I’m experimenting with.

I will keep the switching for “story” sections as needed, but I’ll look more into this “second-person omniscient” perspective for the smut parts.

Thanks for reading! There is at least one more story planned for the month (not in this Yeji/Minju/Chaeryeong/Chaeyeon universe), so do look forward to it.