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Miss her sia... Anyone willing to feed old Tricia for a trib? 👀👀
Really should’ve taken the chance to gangbreed her back then. Imagine stuffing your adult dicks into her tiny, tight holes, watching her stretch and bend as you use her like a rubber doll. Then spurting out the thick contents of your balls into her ferrules insides and letting it seep into her…
that’s right, force alcohol down tiffy’s throat till what’s left of her consciousness takes her to the men’s bathroom of the club. once she passes out cold on the floor, she’s free use for any horny drunk man coming in for a piss.
her friends won’t be able to save her this time round but it’s not like they would’ve wanted to anyway. they think she deserves getting r4ped the whole night in the toilet for wearing a whore’s outfit to the club and being such a brat all the time.
long-tongued meat urinal and cumdump, nothing more.
even a girl like me would envy a body like trivia so I don’t blame guys who crave her hahaha I honestly think my parents didn’t feed me enough just look at how busty her boobs are my gosh and she’s only 16!! 🥵🍼
Name: Tricia
Age: 19
Estimated bra size: 30B
Since the pandemic, there have been several girls who have competed for the title of SG’s most desired xmm. Tricia emerges as one of the key contenders and there is no doubt that she has drained ball sacks across the island for years.
Thousands of boys and men have watched her grow over the past few years and each must have squirted cum for her on multiple occasions.
Her fitness journey has helped her with her transformation into an even sluttier version of herself, if that was even possible to begin with.
“Her tits are huge for her age,” a SGBR reader said, as we both acknowledged that we were getting hard to her at the same time.
While Tricia may not have any bikini pics online, she has no shortage of revealing outfits to create thirst traps with her body. It is incredibly naughty thinking that I was jerking off to a xmm her age day after day after day.
Does Tricia make you cum too? Tell me when she makes you hard and let’s chat.
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Not Quite Freest Use
Somi
Words: 3,500
A/N: While I still work on ‘Freest Use,’ these IG pics sent me into overdrive
Life works in mysterious ways. While posing as one of Rosé’s employees, your reputation as being a diligent worker spread throughout YG and are considered a valued asset. BLACKPINK is overseas for their world tour, and because of that, the company was short staffed for events. You never had any intent on being an employee of YG, but an all expense paid trip to Japan as well as being rewarded generously was too good to refuse.
Somi was chosen as the host for MAMA in Japan and needed a bilingual bodyguard to help keep her safe. Everything is kept professional, Somi expertly entertaining the crowd, her God given natural charisma made her born to be an idol.
The event is over and despite hosting for three hours, her energy levels are as high as ever. There is an innate charm she holds, being able to make you feel like her lifelong friend despite meeting her yesterday.
One check around her dressing room to ensure there are no hidden cameras or people hiding is all that’s left to do before giving her some privacy.
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Honeymoon 1: Guilty Pleasure
Male Reader x Yunjin x Somi
Tags: 8k, anal, cheating, creampie, oral, squirt
The story is not ours; we simply alter the original story to our preferred settings.
It’s hard to wake up in a more relaxing way than I just had. Lying on a soft comfortable bed in the bedroom of the expensive suite I was renting. The sounds of ocean waves crashing on the beach coming in through the open balcony door. Though the part best of all was the feeling of tight feminine lips wrapped around my dick as my cock was being blown.
I let out a moan as I opened my eyes, and I used pillows to sit up and look down my body. I was still naked from last night’s activities, and the sheets had been thrown aside. Down around my waist was also a naked body of a thin fit woman. I could see her cute nude ass, and she had legs crossed and kicked up in the air. She moved her red hair out of her face, it revealed her brown eyes, looking up at me. Though she continued to suck me, her stretched lips did seem to smile a bit when she noticed I was awake. She kept going for a few more seconds before releasing my pole from her mouth.
“Morning husband,” she said with a big smile, obviously enjoying getting to say those words. We had gotten married only two days ago, and now we were enjoying our honeymoon at an exclusive private resort. The hotel had many amenities, but the best of which was that its security kept photographers away and guests knew better than to take photos of others as they enjoyed their own privacy.
“I could really enjoy waking up every day like this.”
“I bet you could,” she said as her hands took over working my rod from her mouth. “I had to wake you up, and this seemed like the most fun way. You need to hurry up and finish though, we only have 30 minutes until they stop serving breakfast.”
“Or… we just call for room service, and then really enjoy ourselves in the shower while we wait for it to arrive.”
“See, that’s one of the reasons I love you. You always have such great ideas.” Yunjin than happily went back to sucking my cock. I had to remind her a few minutes later that I still had to order the food. She let my erection slip back out of her mouth and told me what she wanted for breakfast then headed to the in the shower to get ready for me. I called in the order and told them that there was no rush on the order since I was about to take a shower.
Walking into the bathroom I saw my new wife under the spray of water. “Babe, next time we sneak out and have sex on the beach we need to make sure and bring towels or a blanket or something. I still have sand in my hair from last night” Yunjin yelled over the sound of the shower. I just stood and watched as she twirled in the large shower stall letting the water rinse off the soap suds.
When she wiped the water from her eyes, she saw me standing against the wall watching her. Yunjin gave me a flirtatious look and bit her lip. She then stepped up and pressed her delicious tits up against the glass and gave me the come here signal with her finger. I quickly followed her command and got in the shower with her. She spun around to face me and we made out under the spay of the water. I moved her back as we kissed until she was up against the glass wall. Then I could not help myself but to bend down and take one of her nipples into my mouth. I was still obsessed with how perfect her tits were, and she loved how I loved her tits. I could go for a while playing with them, and playing with her, but she had already gotten me very worked up and we had food on the way, so I flipped her around. Knowing what was coming, Yunjin bent at the waist a bit and stuck out her ass as she braced herself up against the glass. Taking hold of her hips I pulled her back and push my hips forward. We both moaned in pleasure as my cock entered her. After all the sex we’d had since we’d been together, her pussy fit me like a glove.
“Oh god yes,” Yunjin said repeatedly as I pounded her from behind. Our bodies were in perfect sync, her pushing her ass back right as I pushed my hips forward causing the sounds of our sex echoed in the bathroom. When I knew she was getting close to her orgasm I moved my hand around to rub her clit until I finally felt the familiar feeling of her pussy clenching around my cock as she climaxed. As she came, I grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her body. With nothing else holding her up, Yunjin once again found herself with her tits pushed up against the glass. This time instead of silently motioning for me to join her, she was loudly moaning as I used her body. I kept hammering her from behind until I was all but about to cum. I let go of her arms and pulled out, thinking I’d just cum all over her ass this time, but my wife had other ideas. She spun around and dropped to her knees. Wrapping her lips around my cock, she pushed my hand away from my dick and took hold of it herself. She began jacking off my dick with her tongue probing the head of my dick, all the while her eyes looked up at me with a look that seemed to be pleading me to cum. I didn’t hold back and fired my load in her mouth, which like so many times before she happily accepted and swallowed.
“Well, I got my morning protein,” she joked when it was over.
“Ha, yeah… Oh, shit the room service.” I said as I jumped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw that they had left a cart with our breakfast just inside the door. We had our breakfast, of course, Yunjin decided to have it naked and let her body air dry after she found out they already delivered the food. Afterward we got dressed and headed out to into the resort. We stopped in on a few of the shops and then walked along the beach. I’ll freely admit, we were totally acting like that couple you hate to be around. We had our arms wrapped tightly one another as we walked everywhere, there were tons of public displays of affection. I normally would have hated us for being that couple, but we were on our honeymoon and Yunjin was in a particularly lovey-dovey mood so I just went with it.
We were pretty much attached at the hip until mid-afternoon. We had dinner reservations tonight and Yunjin wanted to go to the salon for a mani/pedi. With time to myself, I hung out at the beach. The suite we were rented also came with a private cabana, so I relaxed and did some reading in there. After a little while, I got up and headed over to the bar to get myself a drink. As I approached the bar, I couldn't help but notice the blondie standing there ordering a drink. Yeah, I couldn’t help but notice her, I mean notice that really nice ass in her small bikini bottoms cut.
“Getting a good look?” I apparently had looked a little too long because the woman had looked around while waiting on her drink, and had caught me looking at her ass.
“I...um...shit, sorry.” I apologize as she looked at me through her big sunglasses. As she turned around fully, I couldn’t help but check out the rest of her. Compared to Yunjin, she had a whiter complexion, perky breast, a bigger ass, and she was about as tall barefoot as Yunjin was in heels. “I guess I should almost take it as a compliment that I can get the guy honeymooning with Yunjin to check me out.”
“You know who I am?” I asked as I leaned against the bar next to her.
“Of course. This resort isn’t that big, and security doesn’t stop guest them from gossiping like high schoolers.” It was not until she raised her sunglasses and I saw her eyes did I realize who it was I was talking to.
“Oh, Somi. wow.”
“So you know who I am too?” She asked flirtatiously.
“Of course, I’m a fan actually. I surprised Yunjin with tickets to your concert last summer.” Somi stayed and talked with me even after she had gotten her drink and I ordered two mojitos, We ended up both taking a seat at the bar and chatting even after my drink arrived.
“So what do you do, for work?”
“I work for advertising agency.”
“Huh? So what’s your connection to the entertainment industry?”
“None, unless you include Yunjin.”
“Hmmm.”
“What?” I asked she was obviously probing for some bit of information.
“It’s nothing. Just trying to figuring out what Yunjin sees in you.”
“Well fuck you too.”
Somi laughed. “I’m sorry that sounded bad. I mean you’re handsome and all, and in pretty good shape. If we meet at a bar and you started hitting on me, I sure wouldn’t stop you. It’s just that...well, generally we don’t end up with people outside the entertainment industry. When they do, it usually comes back to one of two reasons.”
“Oh yeah, what are those?” I asked curious to hear her theory.
“Well, one, is that they are rich, and I mean like really rich. So are you…”
“I mean I make decent money for a normal person, but no, I’m not from money and you probably made more from your last tour than I’ll make in the next several years.”
“Okay then,” she said with a very big smirk on her face before taking a sip of her drink.
“So?”
“So? So what?” She asked knowingly.
“What’s the second reason?”
“Well, let's just say…” She then put her hand on my thigh, “that they tend to have certain specific talents that women find irresistible,” she said in a hushed tone.
“Ummm...wellll…I mean, I don’t know, I… well I know Yunjin is always more than satisfied with the job I do.”
“I bet.” Somi was now rubbing my thigh. “Any chance I can take a peek at what she’s been enjoying?”
“Gezz” the word slipped out of my mouth before my brain could react. I lifted up my hand with my ring on it. “Look I’m flattered but I’m married remember? As extremely tempting an offer as that might be, I really can’t.”
“Come on. Come back to my cabana, I’ll even give you a peek at what’s under my bathing suit first if you promise to show me what’s under yours. She doesn’t ever have to know” Somi whispered into my ear in a sultry voice. I hadn’t noticed until just now how close she had moved her chair to mine.
“Are you serious?”
“Come on, I know you want me. I know you think I’m hot. Maybe even a little hotter than your wife.”
“Whoa, I didn’t say that. You’re putting words in my mouth.”
“You can put something in my mouth if you want.”
“I...umm...look, another time, another life, I would have happily mounted you right on this bar and spend hours going to town on you, but as I said I am happily married.”
“Okay,” Somi said as she got up from her chair. “If you change your mind or just want to get out of the sun, I’ll be in cabana number 5.”
“I have a cabana of my own, but thanks.” Somi gave my thigh a squeeze before walking back to her cabana, and I couldn’t help but watch her ass as she walked away. And I am pretty sure she knew it too. When she was gone from view I sighed and finished off my second mojito. I then texted Yunjin to see when she was going to be finished. I was hoping soon, so I could meet her back up in our room and plow the hell out of her.
Unfortunately, she said she had decided to also get her hair done and wouldn’t be back to our room for another hour or so. I sat at the bar to collect my thoughts while trying cool off a bit, and then I paid my bill. The bartender, who had obviously been listening to me and Somi, gave me a look like I was crazy as I paid and left.
I took a quick dip into the ocean before heading back to my cabana. I thought for a quick second about heading to find Somi’s cabana but I knew I shouldn’t. As I approached my cabana, I seemed a little odd that the privacy flaps were closed. I just assumed that someone from the hotel staff closed them because it was unattended and I had left some stuff in there.
“Oh hey,” I heard a female voice casually say as I passed through the curtains.
“Ho-ly shit.”
“I guess I accidentally mixed up which cabana was mine,” Somi said as she laid on the patio couch in front of me. Resting against her elbow with her torso facing me. With the two pieces of her bikini crumbled into a ball on the coffee table, she was giving me an amazing view of her naked body. The hottest part about it was Somi had her legs split at almost a perfect 90-degree angle with one resting on the on the couch and the other pointing straight up in the air. I was speechless. I have no clue for how long or how many times my eyes scanned up and down her naked body. From her long perfect legs to her pussy with just a slight landing strip, to her tight toned stomach, to her perky b-cups with thick hard nipples just begging to be sucked and nibbled on, and finally up to her pretty face and mesmerizing eyes.
“Well, I guess you have seen me now,” she said as she slowly lowered her leg and used her free arm to rub and emphasize parts of her body, “It would only be fair you give me a peak now.”
“Okay,” I unconsciously agreed. I knew it was wrong, I was married, I was on my honeymoon, but she had me under her spell. I had been able to avoid earlier temptation since me and Yunjin had become official, including several attempts, last time being just a month before the wedding. This time, I just couldn’t say no. I moved the coffee table out of the way as I approached her, and then stood right in front of her face.
“Just so we’re clear,” I said as I undid the drawstring to my board shorts, “we’re not going to have sex.” I was hoping to keep some control over the situation and set up some boundaries.
“That’s fine,” she agreed. I then dropped my shorts and my hard cock sprang forward right in front of her face.
“Hmm, not bad. I’ve had bigger, but you still have a very nice cock.” She reached over and took hold of my shaft.
“Thanks,” I said as she slowly stroked me.
“By the way,” she looked up at me with her brown eyes and said, “oral doesn’t count.” Her eyes dropped back to my dick and she leaned forward. She gave my cock head a very sensual kiss, then stuck out her tongue and flicked it a few times against my tip. Any thought of leaving left my mind as soon as she closed her lips around my dick and began sliding more and more of me into her mouth.
“Oh fuck” I groaned as I rested one hand on the back of her head and she sucked me with earnest. My eyes were focused on her and her face until I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. Looking down the couch I saw her legs squirming as she used her off-hand to play with herself. God watching her play with herself, I wanted to do more.
“Fuck it, stand up,” I said as I took a step back, my cock slipping from her mouth.
“What? Why?”
“Just stand up and get off the couch.” She had a confused and upset look on her face as she got off the couch. Once she was off, I got on the couch and laid flat on my back. “If we’re going to do this, and oral doesn’t count, then we're going to do it right,” I told her and Somi’s face quickly went from frustrated to smiling. She quickly got on the couch, straddling my face before bending down over my cock. As she opened her mouth and lowered it around my dick, she also lowered her crotch onto my face. Soon we were in a full-blown 69 on the couch. The two of us loudly moaned without mouths full while we serviced each other.
My mouth moved around between lapping up her pussy to teasing her clit, all the while my hands had a firm grasp on her tight ass. As we continued, Somi continued to squirm around on top of me as she deep-throated me. While she humped my face, I occasionally had to move my hands around, and at one point I found one of my fingers resting on the outside of her anus. I did not realize it as I was too focused on my task of getting the gorgeous woman to cum, but Somi obvious felt it. She quickly sat up.
“Yes, do it!” She yelled. I tried to ask what she was talking about, but my voice was muffled by her continuing to sit on my face. She still seems to understand me though. “Your finger, stick in my ass,” she pleaded. It was then I realized where my index finger rested. Instead of giving her exactly what she wanted I took my finger away and shoved it and my middle finger into her pussy. I fingered her hard for 30 seconds, getting my fingers nice and wet, then pulled them from her pussy and drove my index finger into her ass.
“Uggghhhh yyessss!” She moaned as I began fingering her ass. She enjoyed my tongue on her clip and her finger in her ass before she went back down to sucking my cock. I could feel Somi moaning more and more around my cock until I felt her ass tighten around my finger and pussy gush on my face. Even after she came, she continued to suck my cock as I continued to tongue her pussy. We kept going until I could finally feel my impending orgasm approaching. I wanted to warn her but with my mouth still buried in her cunt, speaking was difficult. Instead, I used a free hand to give her ass two hard slaps. Somi moaned in response, but she also lifted her ass up a bit, anticipating another slap. With my mouth now free I told her what was coming. Somi quickly got off me and the couch and went to her knees on the ground.
“Quick stand up,” she told me, “I want you to watch. I want you to watch as you cover me in your cum.” I got up and stood in front her. She used both hands to jerk me off, staring up at me the entire time with a big dirty smile.'
“Oh fuck, uugggghhhh” I said as I came. Somi closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue as jets of cum continued to shoot out my dick. You would have thought it’d been days not hours since the last time I got off. When it was over Somi had streaks of my cum running down her face and breasts.
“Holy… wow,” I said when it was all over.
“Wow is right. You can eat pussy like that and your dick is still hard? No wonder Yunjin married you.” Looking down, Somi was still holding my shaft with one hand and I was still almost totally hard. “You sure about that no sex thing? I promise you, I’m worth it.”
I quickly declined, got dressed and left the cabana as soon as I could. I had no doubt that Somi was ‘worth it’ and given any time she would have gotten me to comply. As I headed back to our room, I texted Yunjin and said she would meet me up there in 10 minutes. Thanked god that I would beat her back to the room. As soon I was in, I tossed off my clothes and got into the shower to try and rub off any scent of Somi that might be on me. I made real sure to wash my face and to wash my fingers as well.
“Oh, is that for me?” Looking at the bathroom doorway I saw Yunjin standing there in her sundress. She had come back sooner than I thought, or maybe I was just taking a longer shower than I realized. The thing she was referring to, was, of course, the boner I was still sporting. Even as I showered to tried to get the smell of Somi off me, my mind could not help but think about what would have happened if I stayed and everything I would have done to her.
“Of course it is,” I lied. “Why don’t you take off that dress and come in here so I can give it to you?”
“I’d love to, but I just got my hair done and I want it to last this way at least until after dinner. When you’re done in there meet me out on the balcony.”
“Okay,” I agreed. Once she left, I gave myself one more quick scrub down with some of her scented soap. When I finished, I dried off, wrapped myself in a towel and headed out to the balcony. Yunjin was sitting in one of the chairs looking out at the ocean. She was sipping on a drink she made for herself and she had also used the mini bar to make me a rum and coke. I came up behind her and then bent down to give her a kiss. She kissed me back, and as we kissed, she playfully gave my towel a yank causing to fall off. We were high enough up that I didn’t have to worry about anyone looking up and seeing me nude. As we broke our kiss Yunjin ’s eyes looked down to my crotch and then back up to my eyes.
“Take a seat and just remember to not mess up my hair,” she told me. I sat down on the other chair as she got up. She took the pillow from the chair and tossed it to the ground at my feet. Knowing where this was going, I spread my legs as Yunjin dropped to her knees on top of the pillow.
“I love you,” she told me before proceeding to give me a blowjob on the hotel balcony. I told her I love her back as she slid her mouth all the way down my tool. As I sat there getting my shaft blown by Yunjin while I looked out at the ocean at a fancy tropical resort, I thought that I must have been crazy earlier to put any of this jeopardy. This was all I ever wanted for a long time and to put it at risk, even for someone like Somi, was madness. I then just sat back and enjoyed as my wife gave my balls a tongue bath and then went back to deep-throating me. Once I was set to blow Yunjin was once again all too happy to take my load in her mouth. Unlike this morning, she collected it all in her mouth and one I was done cumming she opened her mouth and swished her tongue around, showing me my load before swallowing.
Once that was over, she gave my cock another once over with her tongue, then returned to her seat. We drank and talked and watched the sunset over the water. She told me about what she was up to when at the salon, and I told her about hanging out at the beach. While I wasn’t sure it was the right move at the time, I told Yunjin that I had met Somi at the bar at the beach and that I talked to her for a bit. In my head, I thought if we ever ran into Somi it would be a lot easier to just act as we had met and nothing happened than for Yunjin to find out I had met Somi and for some reason never told her about it. Yunjin said she wished she was there when I meet Somi and that she was going to keep an eye out for her at the resort. Just like that, the topic of Somi was over. Yunjin got out her phone and snapped a few pictures of the sunset and then insisted we take some selfies in front of it. I quickly put a shirt and shorts on then came back out and let Yunjin pose me however she wanted for a bunch of pictures.
After the sun had set, we got ready for dinner. We were set to have dinner at the upscale restaurant at the resort. I put on a light-weight suit with a white shirt and no tie, leaving the top two buttons undone. Yunjin dressed in a light flowy blue dress that shows off her legs and cleavage, and a pair of scrappy knee-high peep-toe boots. When we got to the restaurant it was still nice out so we told the hostess to give us a seat outside. Yunjin asked her to also take a picture of us together before we took out seats. She was nice enough to take a few of us, Yunjin hugging tightly up against me in each one. Eventually, we sat down and began looking over the menu. We were seated for a few minutes when all of a sudden Yunjin called.
“Oh, Somi!” Yunjin was looking past me and waving at someone. “Babe look, it’s Somi,” Yunjin said. I turned around, and walking towards us next to the hostess was Somi. She had a big smile and was waving back at Yunjin . Somi was wearing a short white dress with black heels.
“Oh my god, hi,” Somi said as she came over to our table. Yunjin got up and the two women hugged. “Congratulations on getting married!”
“Thank you, I was hoping I would run into you after my husband said he met you today.”
“Oh, he told you about that?” Somi looked at me with her eyebrow raised.
“Yup. Just about how we met at the bar and talked a bit,” I said making sure Somi knew the story I told.
“So, who are you here with?” Yunjin asked.
“Oh, no one. I’m just here alone on vacation. Wanted to get away while I had time between projects.”
“That’s nice, but you shouldn't have to eat alone. Why don’t you join us?”
“Really? You don’t mind?” Yunjin insisted. I in the meanwhile did not like how this was going. More to the point, I didn’t know if Somi was just here just by coincidence or if it was to tease me. The hostess moved the three of us over to a larger table. Yunjin sat across the table from me and Somi sat between us. We ordered drinks first, with a bottle of wine to come when our food arrived.
“So how was the wedding?” Somi asked.
“Oh my god, it was amazing!” Yunjin pulled out her phone and began showing off some of the pictures and telling her about the details. The two were totally engrossed in details and went back and forth for a while.
“Wow sounds like it was perfect,” Somi said.
“Well, it had a few bumps,” I finally said.
“What bumps? My sister?” Yunjin asked knowing what I was talking about. “It wasn’t that bad, and it was a little funny.”
“I still say she did it on purpose. She may deny it, and you may not believe it, but I’m telling you that she hates being in your shadow.”
“Wait, what are you two talking about,” Somi spoke up.
“Yejin gave the singer of the band at our wedding a blowjob in the bathroom, and about halfway through his mic came on,” I explained. “Suddenly through the speakers, we could hear his heaving breathing her slurping on his dick. It took five minutes before anyone knew what the sound was or where it was coming from.” Somi burst out laughing, and I also couldn’t help but laugh a bit.
“Well at least the singer enjoyed himself at the wedding” Somi laughed
“Not as much as a couple of my husband’s groomsmen did,” Yunjin said.
“I still don’t get why you invited Ning to the wedding,” I said.
“Because I didn’t think she’d actually accept, and I wanted to rub my wedding in that bitch’s face” Yunjin replayed.
“Ning?” Somi questioned.
“Ning Yizhuo.”
“Oh, this must be good. I gotta hear this.”
“She fucked three of his groomsmen,” Yunjin said bluntly.
“Bullshit!” Somi yelled.
“Yep,” I told her. I took out my phone, opened a group chat, and handed it over to Somi. “Just scroll down and you’ll see the photos.”
“Oh wow,” Somi said as she scrolled.
“Yup two different guys during the wedding, and then all 3 in a hotel room afterward.”
“I still don’t get why she thought I’d care about her having sex with them. But she definitely made their night.”
“Wait, I thought you said she took 3 guys back to the hotel room, I only see two,” Somi said as she scrolled through the pictures.
“Third guy is taking the picture,” I told her.
“Right, that makes sense,” Somi asked if I had any photos of the wedding and I told her yes and where to find them. In general, it was all a very normal time. The only thing that was out of the ordinary was Yunjin was drinking a little more than usual. By the time our dinner and the wine arrived both women were on their third sex on the beaches.
“So how did you guys meet,” Somi asked. I knew Yunjin enjoyed telling the story, but it was also an edited version of the story that she liked to tell.
“Well, we went to the same gym and would see each other around, but never talked to one another. Then one night when I was leaving my car wouldn’t start, and he happens to be leaving as well and helped me out. He drove me home that night, drove me back the next day, and helped me find a good mechanic.” She left out the part where I asked her to flash me her tits as repayment for the ride and we ended up having sex in my car.
“Then for the next few months, we hung out a bit.” We were somewhere between friends with benefits and booty calls who’d occasionally grab dinner or see a movie together. “Then one morning something happened, we started fighting and both finally admitted we had real feelings for one another.” What happened was I ran into her sister at a club one night, we got drunk and ended up hooking. Yunjin found us both passed out naked on a lounge chair by her pool, my morning wood still inside her sister. “And ever since then, we’ve been together and totally in love.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet.”
“Yeah, it is,” Yunjin said looking my way and rubbing her foot along my leg under the table. Dinner continued and by the time we finished eating Yunjin was drunk. She continued to rub against my leg periodically. Twice she fully pressed her foot up against my crotch. After our plates were taken away Somi ordered chocolate lava cake and a bottle of champagne,
“Oh one more thing,” she told the waitress “charge the whole dinner to my room.” The waitress nodded and walked back to the kitchen.
“Somi, you didn’t have to do that,” I said.
“It’s nothing, consider it a wedding gift.”
“That’s so sweet,” Yunjin said.
“I gotta tell you, Yunjin , I didn’t earlier, but I am starting to get why you married him.”
“What’s not to like? He’s handsome, he’s supportive, he’s funny, and the sex is great.”
“Yunjin!” I objected, but she and Somi just laughed.
“What, I’m not telling her anything I haven’t already told my friends,” Yunjin explained.
“So you’ve been enjoying your honeymoon,” Somi asked Yunjin.
“Oh yeah,” Yunjin gulped the rest of her wine. “Some guy’s brag about being able to go all night and whatever, but he really can. Ever since he got past the ‘oh wow I’m banging a celebrity’ phase, you know what I’m talking about?” Somi nodded in response. “Well, ever since then it’s been so good. Not that it wasn’t good before, but after, WOW.” Yunjin started to giggle.
“Well, that’s nice to know.” Somi placed her hand on my thigh. “You two really do seem to be in love though.”
“We are.” Yunjin reached across the table and took hold of my hand. “I’m so comfortable and trusting of him. I gotta tell you if he were some of the other exes, I’d be totally threatened by you. You are exactly his type,” Yunjin told Somi.
“I don’t have a type” I disagreed.
“Are you kidding? The first time I met your mom, she said I was so your type, but then she showed me pictures of some of his exes. All of them have those slender athletic bodies, boobs between a ‘B’ and a ‘C’, and don’t forget their big ass.”
“It does sound like you have a type.” Somi looked at me. Under the table, however, she had moved her hand up my thigh. I was about to say something, but Somi pulled back as a server arrived with our dessert and champagne.
“Look, I should at least let you two have desert alone,” Somi said as she stood up from the table. Yunjin told her that she didn’t need to leave, but Somi said it’s fine.
Just she’s about to left, she said “I hope to see you again soon,” all the while looking right at me. Yunjin didn’t notice this, but I did. The two of us ate desert alone, and when we finished, we headed back up to our room. I told Yunjin to bring the bottle of champagne with us since we both only had a single glass and it was already paid for.
After dinner, Yunjin was very drunk and very horny. We made out passionately in the elevator. By the time we got to our floor, Yunjin had her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. I carried her that way down the hallway to our room. I had to stop kissing Yunjin so I could see where I was going, so she started kissing biting my neck. She seemed very intent on giving me a series of hickies.
When we got to our room, I put her down and we quickly left a trail of clothing to the bedroom. Once we reached it, I was naked and Yunjin was left in nothing but her boots. She stood there still hold the champagne bottle. I took the bottle from her and I began pouring some of it down her chest. I did my best to drink it off her as I poured. Sucking it off her tits, chest, and stomach.
I then gently pushed her so she fell backward onto the bed, her legs still hanging off the edge. I filled her belly button with champagne, did a body shot off her, and then repeated the process a few times. When I was satisfied, I dropped down to my knees on the floor in front of the bed and poured the rest of the champagne all over my wife’s pristine pussy. Yunjin moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around my neck as I began lapping up her cunt. When I could taste not more champagne, I spread apart her lips and buried my tongue into her pussy.
I have loved eating her out, and I loved listening to the moans she makes when I do it. Since that day I had learned a lot tricks of her body and knew what she liked and when she liked it. I knew when was the right moment to move up to her clit and to suck on it, when to flick it with my tongue, when to rub her clit and when to finger her, and on a rare occasion when she wanted her nipples tweaked. That’s how five minutes after first sticking my tongue into her, I was now working towards her second orgasm.
I had my lips on her clit while I used two fingers to finger her. I had Yunjin holding her legs up to her torso, keeping her thighs wide apart. Between the booze and the bliss, Yunjin was lost in her own little world. I sucked on and flicked her clit while I finger blasted her. I could hear her moans quickening. I knew she was getting close. I moved my mouth away and placed my thumb up against her clit. I then used my arm as a jackhammer as I fingered her. I soon had her cumming, but I didn’t slow down. I kept on going. The room filled with the sound of wet skin slapping as my hand and her pussy was now covered in her juices. I knew I was getting close and a minute later my wife screamed and began squirting like a fire hydrant. Yunjin rarely ever squirted, but when she was drunk and really, really horny it was possible. When it was over I took my hand away and stood up over Yunjin.
“Fuck me, seriously?” I said as I looked upon Yunjin naked, well pleased, body. I had apparently done too good of a job because she had passed out on the bed. Knowing from experience she was not going to wake up until morning. I now stood at the end of the bed with a cock as hard as steel, and nowhere to put it. I mean I could just go ahead and have sex with her anyway. We’d both had sex with the other before while the other was asleep or passed out, and with little guilt at all. However, something about doing it to my wife on our honeymoon didn’t feel right. I decided to just call it a night and take care of myself, but first I had to tuck Yunjin into bed. I took off her boots and then picked her up and slipped her under her covers. When she was safely settled, I put two bottles of water and some Excedrin on her nightstand, I then went over to the couch, opened my laptop, and started to type in one of my favorite free video sites.
As the site loaded, I suddenly heard a text on my phone. I had no clue who could be texting me. It was 1 AM, When I opened the message it was pictures of two fingers holding open pussy lips of a pussy I recognize really well from my up close view this past afternoon. It also came with a note that read “in case you’re interested in a midnight snack” along with her room number. The name of the saved contact was ‘Beach Buddy’.
I quickly texted back “When did you save your number to my phone?” She quickly texted back three messages.
“Wow, that was a fast response. What happens to can go all night? Also, you should really pay more attention to your phone when you hand it to strangers.”
I knew I shouldn’t respond. Between the picture, I was sent and the memory of this afternoon, I had more than enough material to get me off before bed. I knew this in my head, but it wasn’t the head on my shoulders that was doing the thinking at the moment. I texted back, “She said I could last all night, she never said that she could.”
“Aww, poor baby. Why don’t you come up and we can talk about it? Or… if you don’t want to talk, I’m sure we can find something else to do.” I thought about texting her back, but I knew there was no point. The moment I answered her text I knew how this was going to end. I took my phone, slipped on some shoes, put on some gym shorts and a t-shirt. I made my way to the room number I had been given and knocked on the door. I waited for a minute and the door finally opened.
“You win. Let’s do this” I said as I pushed past her and entered the room.
“You could sound a little more excited,” Somi said as she closed and locked the door. She had her hair down and appeared to only be wearing a pink silk robe. “I mean…” I didn’t let her finish. I pulled her to me and slipped my tongue into her mouth. After momentarily being caught surprised by my action, Somi started kissing me back. I pinned her against the wall and we continued to make out, my hands roamed all over her body. Somi began lifting my shirt and we broke off our kissing.
“Am I excited enough for you now?” I asked as I took off my shirt and pressed up against her a little more, making sure she could feel my hard cock against her. Somi gave a dirty little giggle as she felt me against her.
“Oh, those are new,” Somi said as she could now see the marks Yunjin left along my neck.
“Yeah, Yunjin can be a little aggressive when she drinks, though I think she’ll be as surprised as you are in when she wakes up in the morning.”
“Really, she’s that out?”
“Oh yeah. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her that drunk.”
“Good, then she’ll never know if I give you a few of my own.” She raised up and began biting and sucking on the side of my neck, meanwhile I slipped my hand under her robe and found her wet pussy. Somehow her pussy felt even smoother than it had just hours earlier on the beach.
“We should take this to the bedroom,” she seductively whispered into my ear when she was satisfied with the work she had done to my neck. I eagerly agreed and stepped back and let her lead the way. She took a couple of steps then stopped and looked back over her shoulder at me. I then watched as her rope slowly slipped off her shoulders before falling to the floor. I almost began to drool as the ass that first got me to notice her at the bar was now on full display for me. Somi laughed as she saw the pure lust in my eyes and then ran off to the bedroom. I kicked off my shoes and dropped my pants as I chased after her. When I got there, I saw her smiling brightly as she sprawled out on the bed. As I looked up her long shapely legs, I noticed something different between her legs.
“You shaved,” I said as I crawled onto the bed. Her landing strip from earlier today was now gone.
“I hoping tonight would be a special night. Care to see how it feels...with your tongue?” she asked.
“Normally I’d love to, but I’ve had enough foreplay today.” Remembering how she looked when I first saw her in that cabana, I knew exactly how I wanted her. I picked up one of her legs and lifted it straight up into her air as I moved in between her legs. Taking my cock, I rubbed it against her already wet and freshly shaved cunt. Once my dick was nice and wet, I pushed forward. Somi moaned and her eyes rolled back as she felt my cock head pierce her. I slid all the way inside and enjoyed the feeling of her tight warm pussy around my cock. Her pussy felt different but just as good as Yunjin. I soon slowly started to build up tempo.
“Ummmm….yyyeeeessss… give it to me. Harder,” Somi pleaded. I was not there for slow sensual love-making like what me and Yunjin had done the night prior. I was there to fuck and Somi wanted me there to get fucked. As a result, I soon had the bed shaking as I pounded her pussy with my cock. I still had one of Somi’s legs pressed up against my chest, pointed straight up as I banged her and looked down at her.
“Tell me you want me,” Somi begged.
“I want you.”
“Tell me what you want to do to me.”
“I want to fuck you so hard that at worst you will have problems walking tomorrow, and at best you end up shattering your pelvis.”
“Fuck!” she called out. Looking down at her, I found my eyes locked on her breast, glistening with sweat, and her hard nipples. They looked so tempting, I couldn’t resist anymore. Moving her leg down I sat with my legs out and pulled her on top of me. Somi wrapped her arms and legs around me and I lowered my head to her chest. Now in the lotus position, we continued to fuck as my mouth toyed with her nipple. Somi was loving it. She pressed my head firmly against her tits as she bounced on my lap, only ever loosening her grip on my head as I switched from the right one to the left and vice versa.
“I’m so close,” she moaned. “Lay back, let me take over.” I did what she asked and laid down on the bed. She put her hand on my chest, leaned forward and let the hips do the rest. Those years of performing on stage had really done her well as she moves her hips quickly. Her moans and breath quickened I knew she was getting close, I put my hands on her hips as she rode me until she finally came all over my cock. As she came, I pulled her hips all the way down. With my dick all the way buried in orgasming Somi, I let go myself and shot my load deep into her.
“Oh wow,” Somi moaned as she dropped to my chest. I took a minute to catch my breath and then rolled us over. I was still hard inside Somi and ready to go again. With Somi on her back, I moved to my knees again and put the gorgeous woman legs on my shoulders.
“Gawd, Yunjin wasn’t lying about you, was she,” Somi said as I began pounding her again.
“Nah-uh, we’ve just gotten started,” I told her as my cock pumped in and out of her. My previous load now leaking out of her as I fucked her. We fucked like this for a while longer. She came again as I rubbed her clit and she played with her nipples as we fucked. I knew I was getting close again, but I still had time.
“Roll over, I wanna do it from behind,” Somi happily obliged. She made some comment about how all guys want to with her, but I wasn’t really listening. I was watching as she rolled over and instead if getting on all fours, she moved to the top of the bed and grabbed the headboard and stuck out her ass. I quickly moved in behind her and slammed my dick back into her. I loved watching her ass jiggle as we fucked.
“Remember earlier,” Somi said through gritted teeth as she looked back at me, “My ass. Stick your finger in my ass.” I gave my finger a long suck, I could still taste Yunjin on it, making it nice and wet.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Somi yelled as I fucked and fingered her ass. “You can fuck my ass you know. I got lube in the nightstand. You can stick your big, hard, married cock in my ass. When was the last time Yunjin let you do that?” I gave Somi’s ass a hard slap for insulting Yunjin, and because an ass like hers is hard not to spank.
“The morning after our wedding actually. Right before we had brunch with her parents and friends. As for the lube, we won’t need that.” I kept pounding her. Somi’s ass quivered as she climaxed once again. As I felt my cum rising from my balls, I pulled out of the Fast Forward singer. With one hand pumping my cock, I used the other to spread her ass cheeks. With my dick pointed at the target, I came all over her puckered asshole.
When I finished cumming I did not waste much time. I used my cock to spread my cum all over her asshole before I started to push the head into her puckered hole. Somi let out a loud groan as my cock head slipped in and then moaned as she pushed back, letting more and more of my shaft into her. I began banging her in the ass, though at a slower pace than before. At first, just to loosen her up a bit, but after a little while, it was just because I was physically exhausted. My cock and head were willing, but my body just couldn’t keep up with the fucking I had given Somi before. Even still we went at it for a few minutes. I gave her tight ass a few more smacks. I could see my red handprint starting to show up on her.
Feeling me slowing down Somi once again decided to take command of the situation. Again having me lay flat on my back, she then got something from her nightstand before mounting me reverse cowgirl. I watched as she pointed my cock towards the ceiling and then lowered her ass down. Somi looked back at me as she started bouncing her ass on my cock. I then heard the sound of something vibrating and Somi began crying out louder than ever. She had pulled out her vibrator and was using it to toy with her clit as she fucked her as with my hard-on. Somi came two more times before I finally painted her colon with my third load of the night.
When it was over I stayed down on the bed and caught my breath. Somi got down and cuddled up next to me. We stayed like this in silence for about 10 minutes. I knew what I had just done was wrong, and Yunjin would be devastated if she ever found out, but damn I would have done it all over again. Yunjin was right, Somi was my very much my type and she was also a hell of a fuck.
Looking over at the clock it was now getting to be early morning and I knew I had to leave. I told Somi I needed to use her shower. I turned on the water and began to soap up when Somi, still naked, walked into the bathroom with my clothes and put them on the counter. Instead of then heading back to bed, she then opened the shower door and got in with me. She stood behind me and washed my back. I could feel her breast press into my back, as she began reaching around washing my cock. Soon enough she had me hard again and she blew me once again until I came all over her face. She then said goodbye and went to bed. I finished up in her shower, got dressed, and snuck back to my room. It was passed 6:30 am when I got back to my room. Thankfully Yunjin was still passed out and looked like she had hardly moved since I tucked her in. I then stripped off my clothes, got back into my honeymoon bed and wrapped myself around my wife, before drifting off into a deep well-needed sleep.
Eroverse
Pt.8 - Predators
ft. Karina & Somi
At this point, you are pretty sure the universe is actively trying to kill you. Not just in the usual you’re a mortal in a world of gods and monsters kind of way, but in a very personal, very creative let’s see how much trauma a body can take before it gives up sort of way.
Your vision is slowly sharpening. The blurs twist into shapes, colors filling in like a painting retouching itself. You stir, wincing at the pain in your side, and blink against the light pouring from above. The ceiling is domed stone, moss creeping across it like lazy green fire. Vines curl along the archways. The air smells like salt and wild herbs and you can hear the faint tinkling of chimes somewhere outside. Through the open window, you catch a glimpse of cliffs and rolling hills, and beyond them, an endless, sparkling blue sea. The kind of sea that looks unreal. Dreamy. Dangerous.
You’re lying on a velvet draped chaise, not a bed, and you’ve definitely never owned furniture this dramatic in your life. And judging by its buttery touch that seems to dip into your skin, you are still bare and exposed. Wonderful.
When your eyes finally manage to focus, you see her.
Soft golden hair, eyes bright and doll-like, and of course, the tits. These tits.
Before you sit Jeon Somi, actual K-pop star and internet-breaking global icon. Wearing a flowing white tunic that does little to hide her plentiful cleavage, feet bare and casually slicing an apple with a blade that looks way too ancient to be decorative.
But of course, you already know the physical form of an idol is nothing but a facade. A mask to hide something older. Something ancient. Something that can probably take your life.
“You’re awake,” she says, voice sweet as honey. If she’s bothered by the fact that you are naked, she doesn’t show it. “I was starting to think you were just going to die here and save me the trouble.”
You sit up - immediately regret it - and rub the side of your head, wincing. “Where am I?”
She pops a slice of apple into her mouth and says casually, “Aeaea.”
You blink. “A…what?”
“Aeaea,” she repeats, slower this time, like that’s supposed to help. “You know. The island.”
You stare at her blankly.
She raises an eyebrow. “Wow. They really don’t teach kids anything these days.”
You mutter something under your breath and flop back onto the pillow, covering your face with your arm. You’re not sure what’s worse: the fact that a god tried to impale you not so long ago, or the fact that you apparently crash-landed on a place that sounds like a vowel salad.
You lie there for a while, letting the silence stretch, trying to process everything. The soft rustle of wind through the leaves, the occasional chirp of some distant bird, and the sound of her chewing are the only things grounding you. Your side still aches - badly - but at least you are not dead. Probably.
Eventually, you lift your head just enough to look at her again. She’s still sitting there, poised like she belongs in a painting. Still eating that stupid apple. You decide to go for the next hopefully helpful question.
“So…who are you?”
She tilts her head and laughs softly, like it’s a question she gets a lot and still finds amusing everytime. “You wouldn’t know anyway.”
You give her a tired look. “Try me.”
She flicks a bit of apple skin away and turns her gaze on you, the humour in her face sharpening just a little. “Circe.”
You blink. “Circe.”
“That’s what I said,” she replies smoothly, like she just didn’t drop a name that sounds like it belongs in an old epic poem. You squint, racking your brain for any piece of mythology you have read that might help you out even a tiny bit, but comes up short. “Right,” you mutter. “That’s cool. Totally helpful. Totally not terrifying.”
The slightest hint of a smile occupies her lips, as if amused by your obliviousness. “It’s a surprise, really. Someone with the mark of Asmodeus, yet so little knowledge about the world he stumbles into.”
Your blood turns cold. “You…you know about the mark?”
She raises one perfectly sculpted brow. “Everyone does. Or at least everyone who matters.
You swallow. “Great.”
“You really have no idea how famous you are. Do you?”
You blink. “Famous?”
She nods, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Fucking the brains out of three Amazons? Stealing Ares’ belt? You are lucky you haven’t got wanted posters all over Olympus.”
You blink again. Then, it hits you like a punch to the ribs.
The belt.
You sit up straighter. “Wait - Are’s belt. The one I nearly died for. Do I even make it out with it?”
Because honestly, after being flung across space and time by a furious war god, you’d assume it was either vaporized or lost somewhere along the way. The thought makes your stomach twist. After everything….to have lost it?
But Somi - Circe - just raises an eyebrow at you. “Worried you lost your little souvenir?”
“Did I?”
“Not really,” she says, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Relax. I’ve kept it safe.”
You stare at her, squinting. “Wait. You have it?”
She gives you a slow smile that’s not exactly reassuring. “That’s right. I just don’t leave powerful artifacts laying around for pick up.”
You want to feel relief. You really do. But you are not stupid. In this world of gods and monsters and whatever’s out there, no one can be trusted.
So you give her your best I believe you face. What else could you do?
Somi sets the blade on the table with a thud, having eaten her apple to the core. “Alright. Rest up. You look like you need a day or two of sleep.”
“Wait-”
But before you could call out, she’s already gone, exiting through the door and walking along a hallway. She leaves the door open so at least you know you are not imprisoned. Even if you are, you don’t have the strength to brew up an escape plan right now because you are too tired for that.
And before you know it, sleep claims your consciousness back to its dark, dreamy land.
♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎
Are you awake?
No. Not really. You can feel the breeze brushing past your face, the rays of sun hot on your skin. But it’s eerily silent. No chirping birds. No chiming bells. This is not where you have fallen asleep.
You open your eyes to find yourself on a beach. Warm sand clings to your bare feet and waves crash in a gentle rhythm, washing the horizon in streaks of gold and deepening blue. For a moment, you allow yourself to believe it’s a normal dream, one of those rare, peaceful kinds you used to get before the app, before gods and immortals start crawling out of every shadow.
But of course, it’s anything but. You have learned that you can’t always trust your eyes in this world. No matter how convincing it may seem.
You look for a clue - any piece of information that will tell you just where the hell you have stumbled into. You didn’t have to look very far though. Because the answer is right in front of your very eyes, in the form of the goddess of love. (And also find out that you are still butt naked, seriously?)
She’s there, lounging on a sunbed as if she owns the ocean itself. It seems Karina never runs out of wardrobe options for your little meetings because this time, she’s tanned to the color of honey, wearing a crimson bikini that does little justice to her huge tits, straining against the fabric as if they can tear it apart any moment. And your eyes, naturally, are drawn to it. Her skin glistened under the hot sun, beads of sweat running down between her tits and disappearing beneath the bikini top.
You gulp. This is not really a good time to be getting hard, not when you are this exposed. At least you want to look serious and the lack of clothing is not helping.
She turns to you and smiles, and you forget how to breathe for a moment.
“Hello, Michael,” she says, voice smooth as the waves. “We meet again.”
You swallow, taking a step back, the sand shifting beneath your feet. “Great,” you mutter. “Another dream ambush. What do you want?”
She stretches, her movements liquid under the sun. “To talk. To offer you something better.”
“Better?” you echo, crossing your arms. “What, another suicide mission? Another burglary job?”
She laughs softly. “Oh, Michael. You are mistaking me for Eros.”
You open your mouth to retort, but she silences you with a raised hand.
“It’s boring to just talk, don’t you think?” she purrs, her voice sweet as honey. “Mind helping me out with sunscreen? I don’t want to burn these babies,” she adds, cupping her tits and giving them a jiggle.
Do gods get sunburns? You doubt it. But you have to be braindead to pass up a chance to get your hands on those perfect tits.
So you nod dumbly, stumbling to her chair like a virgin on prom night. Karina hands you a bottle of sunscreen, smiling at your obvious arousal. Even if your expression doesn’t betray your filthy thoughts, your now rock hard cock is all it takes to reveal them. But right now, you are too horny to care.
She turns around, presenting her back to you and untying her bikini top in one smooth motion. “Make sure to get every inch,” she instructs, looking over her shoulder at you with a wink.
You squeeze a dollop of sunscreen into your hand, your fingers trembling with anticipation. As you begin to rub the lotion into her smooth skin, you couldn’t help but realize how you have fallen for her charms once again. One flash of her tits, and all your bravado crumble like dust.
“He’s using you, you know,” Karina speaks. “You think you’re his friend, his ‘apostle’? No, dear. You are a pawn. A means to an end.”
Your hands on her back pause on their trail to her ass. You think about the helm, Artemis, Ares’s spear slicing through the light. The way Eros smiles before telling you to do the impossible.
“What are you saying?” you ask, massaging the globes of her round ass. Despite the intensity of the situation, you couldn’t help but squeeze and knead the soft flesh, enjoying the way it feels beneath your fingers.
“I’m offering you a choice,” she replies. “You could rule alongside me. Olympus will fall. But if you help me instead, you’ll be more. Not just a tool to this cause.”
You pour more sunscreen into your palm, spreading it over her slender thighs. Seriously, this is not the best activity to be doing with a discussion this serious at hand, because all you could think about is the way her skin feels under your touch. But you gather up your last shred of sensibility.
“Really? And what do you mean by ‘more’?” You ask, trying your best not to sound hostile.
She chuckles, as if your question amuses her. “Oh dear, you can be anything you want. What Eros’s been giving you is only a fraction of what you deserve. If you help me out, you can be something much…better.”
Your hands stop again. This time because you are confused.
“Wait, I thought you and Eros were on the same side. Aren’t you two…team rebellion or something?”
Karina chuckles again. “Oh, Michael. You really don’t see it, do you?” she pauses, as your hands now reach the soles of her feet. Even at the lowest point of her body, the smoothness of her skin does not falter. Well, duh. She’s a goddess.
“Eros may be persuasive with all his sweet talk,” Karina turns and fixes her gaze upon you, her eyes sharp and glittering. “But know this. Eros is just a minor goddess. A boy with a bow and arrow desperate to prove himself. But me? I’m the first god to ever walk the earth, hun. Why would I need him to achieve my goal?”
You swallow uneasily. “So..what are you saying?”
“I’m saying it’s obvious who’s the better choice here,” she twists her body, repositioning herself on her back. And suddenly, your eyes are blessed by the round, milky globe of her tits. Her nipples, taut and rosy under the sun, seem to beckon your mouth on them.
Karina smirks at your obvious arousal, but continues nonetheless. “You can stick with Eros and fight for scraps. Or you can work for me, instead. And when Olympus burns, it will be our throne they raise.”
You’re at a loss for words. Just when you think things couldn’t get any more complicated, they do. And in the most unexpected ways.
Eros has saved you before. He has guided you, gave you a life better than the one you have been leading. Won’t you be biting the hand that feeds you?
But then, you remember all those times Eros had sent you on suicide missions. Would he have grieved if you had somehow died on one of those near impossible conquests? You doubt it. After all, you are not a charity case. A pawn, rather, like Karina had said. A dog for his master, lured by a bone.
“Well,” Karina’s voice cuts through your train of thoughts. “why don’t you put that big cock between my tits and seal the deal?”
That does it. It may sounds like you are a mindless pervert, swaying to whichever side has bigger tits. But this is also about saving your own ass. Getting out of this fucked up mess in the best way possible.
“Fine,” you admit. “But this better not be a trick.”
Karina smiles like a victor, as if she has known you would give in all along.”There’s nothing I will get from lying to you, hun. With your power and mine combined, we will be unstoppable. Now, come on. I know you are dying to feel those tits.”
You pour a copious amount of sunscreen into your palms, rubbing them together to warm it up. Then, you begin to massage the lotion into her soft, pillowy mounds, starting at the side.
Karina lets out a whimper, arching her back to push her tits up into your hands.
“Mhmm, yes,” she coos, her nipples hardening into stiff peaks beneath your fingers. “You’ve got magic hands.”
You take your time, kneading and squeezing her tits thoroughly, making sure every inch is coated with lotion. You pay special attention to her nipples, circling and flicking the sensitive nubs until Karina is squirming beneath you.
“Fuck,” she curses, her voice low and breathy. “Suck on them..I need your mouth on my tits.”
Obediently, you lean in, taking one of her nipples into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the stiff peak.
“Yes!” Karina cries out, fingers gripping the edge of the sunbed. “Just like that, oh god…”
You continue sucking and licking at her tits, moving from one to the other, until Karina is a writhing, moaning mess beneath you. Soon, her tits are a beautiful mess of drool and lotion, flesh glittering under the sun.
“Put that big cock between my tits,” Karina orders. “Let me return the favour, hun.”
You don’t need to be asked twice.
You position yourself above her prone form and grip your cock, already rock hard and aching for release. Karina conveniently squeeze her tits together, offering them up to you.
“Go on, big boy,” she orders. “Fuck those perfect tits until you have drenched them in your load.”
“Fuck, yes..” And with that, you slide your cock between the warm, soft mounds, groaning at the incredible sensation. As if on cue, your pelvis light up with the mark of Asmodeus, enveloping you in its golden hue.
“Fucking hell,” you grunt, starting to thrust between her tits. “So, fucking good..”
The friction is delicious, your cock sliding in and out without resistance as your drool and the lotion have done enough job to lube up her tits. And the mark ensures that you enjoy this titfuck session to the fullest, making you aware of every brush and touch.
Karina watches you, her smile never faltering as you lose yourself in the feel of her perfect bosoms.
“You are doing so well…” The goddess encourages even further. “Fucking my big juicy tits with that beautiful cock. This is just a taste of what we can do after we conquer Olympus.”
But for the time being, dethroning the gods couldn’t be any less of a concerning matter. Because all you can think about is tits, tits and tits as you plow Karina’s mounds.
“That’s it, babe. Your cock looks so good between my tits..”
Her words spur you on, and you snap your hips faster, fucking her tits with abandon. The head of your cock peeks out from between her mounds with each thrust, smearing precum across her skin.
Karina darts out her tongue, swiping at yout moist slit each time you emerge between her valleys.
“Jesus…,” you curse, the dual sensation leaving you at a loss for words. A surge of pleasure runs through your body each time Karina’s tongue makes contact.
“Yummy,” Karina smacks her lips, savouring your fluids.
The combination of Karina’s tongue and tits, fueled by the mark’s power, brings you close to the edge sooner than you would like. But the familiar tingle in your core is unmistakable.
“Fuck, Karina…,” you groan, feeling your balls tighten. “Gonna cum. Gonna cover these tits in my fucking load….”
“Please,” Karina begs, squeezing her tits tighter around your thrusting shaft. “Come all over my tits…drench me in your seed…”
Ths mark glows like a thousand suns, and with a few more thrusts, your cock erupts. Spurts after spurts of your creamy white cum find their way all over Karina’s tits, dripping down in small rivulets. A few stray drops land on her chin, her neck, her nose.
“Good boy,” Karina purrs, admiring the mess you have made or her tits. “Painting me with such a huge load…emptying those balls…”
As you pull out your spent cock, the mark sheathes its glow, sending you back to your ordinary, mortal state. But thanks to the ability Karina has granted, your body remains in perfect condition, save for a slight buzzing in your ears.
“Perfect,” Karina purrs, collecting a globe of your cum from her chest with a finger and bringing it to her lips. “I believe we’ve got a deal, then. I will send you back to that bimbo witch. Goodluck, hun.”
The sun seems to shine a bit brighter. The sound of the lapping waves grows louder. The sand beneath your feet feels like they are swirling.
An unnatural warmth envelopes you, and you are dragged into an all consuming darkness.
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You jolt awake to the sound of buzzing. For a second, you think a wasp is trying to land on your face, but then your eyes adjust, and you realize it’s just your phone, vibrating on the bedside table.
Somehow, the little gadget has survived the onslaught of an angry god and finds its way back to you. Now that you think of it, it always does.
You grab the phone, thumb fumbling over the screen. The devious icon of a black heart on the lockscreen is unmistakable. A message from the Ero app. From Eros himself.
Stay where you are. I have sent Artemis to take you back.
So he had sent your goddess pet to retrieve you.
You don’t bother replying. Partly because you don’t want to. Partly because you feel a gnawing guilt after making your deal with Aphrodite. You are no longer his apostle. Though, Eros will still believe otherwise.
You sit up on the bed and stretch, noticing the wound on your side is gone. And that’s when you notice the folded pile of clothes laid neatly on a stool beside the bed. A shirt and a pair of shorts. Simple, but clean.
You secretly thank Somi(or Circe) for the gift. But you still don’t trust her. In this vicious world you have stumbled into, you can never be too cautious.
You change quickly, putting on the new clothes, the fabric oddly comfortable. They fit you perfectly, almost as if they are tailor made for you.
You don’t know how long you have slept but it’s night time now. The air is cool carrying the salty tang of ocean. From the open window, you catch a glimpse of the sea stretching endlessly under the sky. Moonlight scatter across the waves, turning them silver, like the whole world has been dipped in mercury.
For the first time in what feels like forever, your chest eases. After gods, battles and betrayals, the sea is just…vast, steady, uncaring. And for a fleeting moment, you almost feel at peace.
But it doesn’t last long.
The door creaks open, breaking the spell of the sea. You turn, and there she is - Somi. She’s in a new attire now. A white night gown that fits her body in all the right places. Her tits threaten to spill out of the loose fabric. The hem short enough to reveal her tantalizing thighs.
She looks at you with a smirk.
“Look who’s back from the dead,” she muses, voice lilting somewhere between amused and mocking. She leans casually against the doorframe, as if she has been watching you for longer than you realize.
Before you can piece together a response, she tilts her head toward the door. “Come on. Time to stretch those legs. Follow me.”
You hesitate for a moment, eyeing her like she’s about to spring a trap. But Somi doesn’t wait for an answer. She simply turns and starts walking down the corridor beyond the door. Left without a choice, you grab your phone off the table and follow.
The building itself is carved into the cliffside, hallways lit by torches that flicker lazily in the sea breeze slipping through arched windows. Long shadows loom in every corner, bathing them in darkness. After a series of turns that feel deliberately confusing, you finally step out into a balcony.
The view almost knocks the wind out of you.
The island of Aeaea stretches in every direction, bathed in silver moonlight. Jagged cliffs dive into the restless ocean, where waves crash and shatter like glass. Somewhere in the distance, you catch a glimpse of an emerald green forest.
If you don’t know any better, you would have thought you are at a resort.
Somi stands by the balustrade, her hair lifting slightly in the wind. “Aeaea,” she says it like a promise. Then glancing at you, her lips curl into a knowing smile. “My home. For now, your home too.”
“Why are you doing this?” you blurt, the words coming out sharper than you meant. “Why save me? If there’s nothing in it for you?”
For a heartbeat, the only reply is the rush of wind tugging at her gown. Then Somi chuckles - a low, velvety sound that makes the hair on your arm stand on end. She doesn’t even look at you, her gaze fixated on the glittering night sky.
“You’re not as dumb as you look,” she says, finally turning her head just enough for you to catch the sly curve of her lips. “Most men won’t bother asking questions. And before they know it, they are bacon.”
You don’t know what she means but you stay cautious, in case she tries anything funny.
“Do you even know how you get here?” she asks lazily, trailing her fingers along the stone railing.
You swallow. “The portal. Eros’s app thing. I tapped it. Then Ares show up.”
At the name, her smile deepens, as if your horrifying encounter with the god amuses her. “Mm. That explains the gush on your side. You are lucky he didn’t cleave you in two. But he also cuts through your rift back home and that messes up its direction. And that’s how you ended up here instead.”
She tilts her head, studying you the way a cat studies something it’s deciding whether to play with or kill. “When I found you washed up on my beach, unconscious, bleeding out…I thanked the gods. Such a gift doesn’t wander into here everyday.”
The stone floor suddenly feels colder beneath your bare feet. A gift? You? That’s got to be the craziest thing you’ve heard today and considering your life lately, that’s saying something.
You blink at her, trying to read her face, but she’s half-shadow, half-moonlight, impossible to pin down. “A gift?” you laugh, the sound coming out empty. “Most people try to kill me after they see the mark.”
Somi turns her gaze lower, to the endless ocean below. For the first time, her grin fades, replaced by something quieter.
“You know,” she says softly. “It’s been centuries since I’ve had company. Millenia, really. Not a single lost sailor, not even a poor fool drifting too close to my shores. Aeaea has been…empty. Dead.”
You swallow, unsure where this is going. “And..that’s bad?I’m guessing?”
She lets out a bitter chuckle. “No subjects mean no practice. My magic has dulled, rusted, like a blade left out in the rain. Power needs to be sharpened, over and over, and without anyone to test it on, I’ve grown weaker.”
She turns her gaze upon you. “And that’s where you come in, Michael. My blessing. My solution.”
You step back instinctively, but there’s nowhere to go. “Solution? To what exactly? Because if this involves me becoming bacon, I will pass.”
She laughs again, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Oh, don’t worry. You’re far too precious to waste on swine.”
Your mouth goes dry. “Alright,” you say carefully. “What exactly do you need me for, then?”
Somi’s eyes glint like someone savoring a secret.
“I need power,” she says simply. “And you, Michael…you carry it. That little mark of yours, I can feel it brimming with energy. Energy I can use to be the great Circe again…”
Her voice sounds so hungry, so predatory that you feel a chill run down your spine. “And how do you plan to do that?”
“I need you to fill me up with it,” she grins. “In other words, I need you to put that big hard cock inside me and pump me full of your cum.”
You blink. “What-”
Before you can process any of her words, Somi has looped her arms around your neck, pulling you so close that your faces are mere inches away. You are vaguely aware of her ample bosoms pressing against your chest.
“You know, your cum holds as much power as your cock,” she says it like a fact, and you can feel her breath grazing your skin. “Consider it as a…fuel. But you put it right in my cunt.”
And just like that, she crushes her lips against yours. Her tongue delves past your parted lips, exploring your mouth as you eagerly return the action, a tango of flesh. She tastes sweet, musky, unlike anything that exists in the real world. And you savour it hungrily.
“Mhmm..” Somi moans against your lips. “You are not a bad kisser…”
Your hands roam over her curves, tracing every delicious ridge until they end up on her plump ass, giving them a squeeze over the thin fabric. The action only makes Somi moan harder, her fingers coming up to tangle in your hair.
“Just like that, babe…touch me..” she responds eagerly, pushing her hips further into your touch.
The more you knead her flesh, the tighter her grip on her hair becomes, to the point that your scalp burns. But it’s a small price to pay for the pleasure.
“Now,” she says as she abruptly breaks off the kiss, her brown eyes glinting with mischief. She places a hand on the hem of your shorts, tugging it softly. “Why don’t you show me that powerful cock of yours?”
You quickly pull down your shorts, allowing it to slide down freely until your rock hard cock is springing ready for attention.
Somi lets out a dramatic sigh, her eyes widening as she takes in the sight of your impressive member. “Holy fuck,” she mutters dreamily. “You are even bigger than I expected…”
She sinks down to her knees, admiring your cock like a relic before she plants a finger on her pelvis. You feel a rush of warmth spread through your body, and before you know it, the mark of Asmodeus has emerged, glowing with power.
“Hello there,” Somi speaks to the mark, reaching out to wrap a hand around your shaft. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
You groan at her touch, your hips bucking forward slightly as she strokes your hard flesh. Her delicate fingers barely wrap around your girth, and you can feel her hot breath on your tip.
“Fuck,” you grunt, tangling one hand in her blonde hair. “Put it in your mouth…wrap those pretty lips around my cock..”
“That’s the plan.” Without hesitation, Somi leans forward, licking a stripe up the underside of your shaft. Then, with a moan, she takes you into her mouth, stretching her lips wide around your thickness.
“Mmmm,” she hums, bobbing her head up and down your length. Her hand comes up to stroke what she can’t fit in her mouth, twisting and squeezing your cock just the way you like it.
You groan, fisting her hair tighter and guiding her movements as she sucks you off. The wet sound of her slurping fills the air, mixing with the lapping sound of the waves. The warm heaven of her mouth envelopes you whole, and you are aware of every little touch - the way she hollows her cheeks, the way she licks your slit whenever she gets the chance.
Just as you start to lose your mind to the onslaught of her mouth, she pulls off with a wet pop. “Fuck my mouth,” she demands, opening wide and sticking out her tongue. “Choke me with your cock."
You groan at her filthy words, holding her hair tight and pushing your hips forward. Your thick cock sinks into her mouth, sliding over her tongue and hitting the back of her throat.
Somi moans around your length, taking you deeper without any sign of gag reflex. You start to thrust, fucking her face with abandon as she looks up at you with teary eyes.
“Fuck yes,” you growl, picking up the pace. “Take my cock, you slutty witch…”
Somi whimpers in approval, relaxing her jaw and letting you fuck into her mouth hard and deep. Her hands come up to fondle your balls, rolling them in her palms as you pound her throat.
She takes you all the way, your balls slapping against her chin with each thrust. Strings of saliva drip down her chin, glistening in the moonlight as you use her mouth like it’s her cunt.
“So fucking good,” you grunt, pulling almost all the way before slamming back in. “Take it like a good little slut...”
Somi just moans, hollowing her cheeks and sucking harder as you fuck her face with abandon. The wet, filthy sounds of your coupling lost to the sounds of the sea.
Just as you are about to reach your peak, Somi pulls off your cock with a gasp. She takes a moment to catch her breath before speaking. “As much as I would love to swallow your delicious load, I need it inside my cunt. Fuel, remember?”
Somi turns, bending over the railing, looking back at you over her shoulder with a coy smile. “Come on, tiger,” she purrs, reaching back to flip her nightgown. “Show me what that magic cock can do.”
You don’t hesitate. You line up your cock with her slick entrance, feeling the heat radiating from her core. With one swift thrust, you bury yourself inside her tight channel, groaning at the feel of her silken walls gripping you.
“Oh fuck,” Somi moans, arching her back and pushing her ass against you. “You are so fucking big…”
You set a hard and fast pace, pounding into her with abandon. The sea breeze washes over her sweat slicked skin, carrying the sweet scent of Somi’s arousal mixed with the salt of the sea. Her blonde hair flatters in the wind, dancing hypnotically.
“Fuck,” you grunt, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise her as you rail her pussy. “So fucking tight…gonna fill this cunt up…”
You grab Somi’s huge tits roughly with one hand, kneading the soft flesh and pinching her nipples through the thin material of her night gown. Your other hand wraps around her slender throat, applying just enough pleasure to make her gasp.
“Fuck, your tits are amazing,” you growl into her ear, pounding her harder. “You look too fucking good for a pathetic witch.”
Somi whimpers, the lack of oxygen wrecking her brain. The sharp sting of your fingers on her tits only slaughter her further, and she grips the railings so tight that you fear it might give away.
You lean in closer, your lips brushing against her ear. “Who’s a good slut?” you ask, tightening your grip on her throat. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to….”
“Eh fuck-” Somi gasps as you gives her a particularly hard thrust. “You…it belongs to you…I’m your fucking slut…”
You grin, thrusting harder, revelling in the power the mark has granted you. You don’t think you will ever get tired of it, no matter how much danger it brings. Especially when you got celestial beings worshipping your cock.
For now, you have a witch to pump full of your load.
“I’m gonna-” Somi moans, taking everything you give her and begging for more. “I’m gonna fucking cum on your cock-”
You obey eagerly, slamming into her with wild abandon. You can feel her pussy fluttering around your cock, getting tighter and milking you as she nears her own climax.
“Cum for me,” you demand, sinking your cock to the hilt. “Cum all over my fucking cock.”
Somi lets out a guttural scream, her body shaking and convulsing as her orgasm crashes over her. Her pussy clenches down on you like a vice, and the tightness becomes too much for you to bear. With a final thrust, you bury yourself deep inside her and explode, pumping jet after jet of thick, hot cum into her waiting cunt just as she has asked.
“Shit..” you groan, thrusting shallowly as you nuzzle into her neck. “So good...”
Slowly, you pull out of Somi’s dripping cunt. The mark slowly fades, returning to slumber after serving its purpose.
Suddenly, the world starts spinning and your kneels start buckling. It feels as if marrow itself is leaking out of your bones, leaving you hollow, boneless, drained. Every breath takes tremendous effort and a strange kind of pain explodes in your chest.
But…this can’t be right. Endless Ardor. Karina’s gift. It’s supposed to protect you from this kind of exhaustion, this kind of pain. It has worked just moments before, after you have fucked Karina’s tits. Or does it only work on goddesses?
That’s not true either, because you remember the ability working well on the three Amazons. Then, what is this? Has the mark become too powerful for your body to contain? Can it no longer be suppressed?
The pain reaches a staggering point, and your body folds forward, palms slapping weakly against the stone. You’re still breathing, but each inhale tastes like surrender.
Somewhere on the floor, a faint buzz cuts through the pounding in your ears. Your head jerks toward the sound, sluggish, every movement dragging like you’re underwater. Your phone - its screen glowing in the dark.
Quest Completed: Power Transfer
Perfection Meter: 20%
This stupid app always finds the worst times to give you updates. And since when does it have quests?
Somi crouches down, her body bare and slicked with sweat. But the slut she was a moment ago is gone, replaced by something much, much dangerous. Was she acting all this time? She studies you like a hunter savoring the limp twitch of caught prey.
“Well,” she murmurs, lips curling in satisfaction, “that’s a step closer. Thank you for your…cooperation.”
Her hand almost brushes your cheek, but she pulls back, as though you’re too fragile.
She strands stretching her limbs, and staring at her palms like it’s the first time she has seen them. Then her hand lifts.
Before you can even draw a breath, your body jerks upward, yanked into the air by an unseen force. Pain lances across your arms and chest as chains - iron, glowing faintly with runes you don’t recognize - coil out of nothingness, winding around your wrist, your throat, your waist. They bite into your skin as if they’ve been waiting centuries for you.
The mark can’t save you now. Not this time.
Somi smiles. “And you thought I saved you out of kindness.” She circles below you, watching as you struggle helplessly.
“You fell right into my trap, Michael. Tell me-” her eyes glitter with triumph. “- am I not the cleverest witch you’ve ever met?”
The chains tighten, forcing a ragged breath from your lungs.
She spreads her arms, lifting her head high and taking in a deep breath. Her veins crackle faintly with power. “I’ve refilled my magic thanks to the mark, yes. But why stop there? The gods will welcome me with open arms once I deliver you to Olympus.”
Her smile sharpens, almost cruel. “A gift, wrapped in chains. Proof of my loyalty.”
This is it, you think. The end of your run with the mark. No more miracles. No more clapping goddesses. Just the slow crush of chains and a witch who already considers you as her ticket to godhood.
Then-
A sharp whistle cuts the air. In a blink, steel flashes past your blurred vision, burying itself deep into Somi’s exposed chest.
She staggers, eyes wide, staring at the hilt jutting from her body. A gladius. Short, brutal, deadly.
The chain binding you unravel with a metallic groan, shattering into nothingness. You crash to the floor, limbs weak, your lungs dragging in desperate air.
“Wha- What…,” Somi gasps, her hand clutching the wound as scarlet blooms across the white of her skin. She stumbles, blood pouring in a torrent, staining the polished stone beneath her. Then she collapses, her body going utterly limp in the pool of crimson. You can barely breathe, frozen from shock at the rapid turn of events.
Suddenly, a shadow leaps down from the roof, landing beside Somi’s body in a precise, catlike grace. The figure studies Somi’s prone form, scanning as if to make sure she’s really dead. You can see her clearly now under the shower of moonlight. There’s no mistaking that fiery red hair, jeans and combat boots.
“No one steals my prey,” Yeji says, then slowly tilts her head towards you and smirks. “Long time no see.”
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Flat chested slut but pink and smells great underneath, I will still raw fuck her without her boyfriend knowing
luvvv qipao
enjoy this cny special
"Hey daddy wanna come over tonight? It was so boring at my relative house and I know you've been horny thinking about my cny outfit~" I wasted no time and rush to her house asap. As soon as her door opened she jumped at me and gave me a sloppy welcome kiss. "It was so boring today I wore this outfit and the guys were all eye fucking me but no one had the balls to do anything.." she started complaining while we sat on the couch. My eyes roamed all over her cny outfit: tube top showing off her sexy shoulders and clean shaven armpits, short skirt that emphasize her smooth thighs and legs. J sent an earlier OOTD on insta of her outfit and it instantly got my dick throbbing just thinking fucking her in that outfit.
My eyes must have looked glazed as I was thinking about the goon session I had earlier with her ootd when she suddenly groped my erect dick and exclaim "Oi can you at least pretend to listen instead of being horny when you're with me?" I replied cheekily "At least I have the balls that your male relatives didn't have." "Oh yeah? Show me what you'll do then~" J shot back at me and I flashed her an evil grin before princess carrying her to her room and throwing her onto the bed.
I spread her legs wide open in a V shape, pull aside the cute red panties (she claimed it helped her win the card games just now but it probably got the male relatives too horny to think straight and they instantly folded everytime she adjust her legs) and started eating out her pussy. I gave it a few licks before plunging my tongue deep inside her vagina walls. "Damn girl were you horny because your pussy is so wet.." I casually asked her while she just moaned in reply, her hands grabbing my hair and pushing it against her pussy. I took that as consent to go further and used my right hand to start massenging her clitoris.
"Fuck it feels so good.." she moaned loudly as I continue to eat and rub her pussy. My free left hand started roaming her body, pulling down her tube top and squeezing her petite tits. I moved my head from her groin area, slowly kissing on her thighs, tummy and up to her tits, my right hand now moved from her clitoris to her pussy, tenderly playing with her pussy lips before plunging deep inside her. Her eyes now rolled backwards, panties now soaking wet from feeling the euphoric waves of pleasure as I fingered her pussy while messaging and licking her tits.
"Fuck daddy don't stop I'm cumming!" she moaned loudly as her body jerked from orgasm, her pussy now squirting all over my hand and the floor. She sprawled on the bed, eyes hazy and body still jerking from the orgasm, tube top now pulled down to her tummy showing off the wet tits from my saliva and skirt hiked up her hips, exposing her soaking red panties and pussy. I smiled at my handiwork and I started to undress myself. I climed onto the bed and positioned my groin to her face and slap my erect dick on her face.
Her eyes lit up seeing my erect cock and she tenderly stroked it, using her soaked pussy as lubricant and run it all over my dick. She then gingerly guide my dick to her mouth and started giving me a blowjob. Her lips pursed together to create a suction and her head boped up and down onto my dick. My left hand started to roam her tits and squeeze them again while my right hand affectionately stroke her head. She rolled her eyes upwards and mantained eye contact as she sucked my dick, her tongue swirling around the tip and the shaft my dick. I couldn't take it anymore, hold onto her head and decided to face fuck her. Her eyes opened wider from the sudden increase in tempo but she continued to mantain the suction of her lips. "Fuck I'm cumming" I grunted as my cum started shooting down her throat and she took it all like a champ, eating up all the load without choking. She then opened her mouth and reveal the amount of cum in her mouth before swallowing it all and licking her lips seductively.
My dick erect seeing her act like a jav pornstar and I immediately lift her up by the waist and plunge her down, my dick penetrating her pussy in one swift motion. "Oh fuck daddy" she moaned as she felt my dick inside her again. I helped undress her tube top through her head as I continued riding her in a lotus position, french kissing her as her legs wrap around my waist. We exchanged saliva for what seemed like an eternity until we broke off, our lips glistening with our mixed saliva.
I turned her around, her body now on all fours on the bed and pulled down her skirt and panties to fully undress her. I threw the clothes aside and started railing her doggy, slapping her ass while she moaned feeling my dick inside her pussy. I leaned forward, one hand grabbing her tits and squeezing them while the other started fingering her tight asshole as my dick continued to penetrate her tight pussy. Without notice, my dick popped out of her tight pussy and into her ass and started anal fucking her.
Her eyes opened wide and she started moaning loudly "Fuck daddy its too tight" while I willed everything not to cum inside her ass. After awhile our genitals adjusted and I slowly started moving my hips, my dick feeling a brand new sensation of tightness at the opening while plowing into emptiness. A naughty thought appeared while fucking her anal and I decided to turn her around, now in a missionary position. I spread her legs wide in a v shape and gingerly penetrate her asshole again. "Fuck daddy wait its too tight" her eyes rolled upwards feeling the girthy dick up her ass again as I started pistoning my dick in and out of her ass hard and fast, both of my hands now rubbing her clitoris and fingering her pussy.
It didn't take long until we were both at our limits. I leaned forward and whispered into her ears "Shall we cum together?" "Yes daddy I'm so close I'm cumming~" she moaned as her she squirted again all over my body, her body shaking from orgasm as I also shot my load deep inside her ass. I must have shot a massive load as my cum started leaking from her asshole after I took my dick out. While enjoying the afterglow and cum still leaking from her asshole, J asked: "Daddy I still have my last year's qipao do you also want to fuck me in that too?" My dick started erecting again from her suggestion and we spent the rest of the night reminiscing and fucking her past cny ootd outfits.
Delaine winced, her muscles burned, body stretched uncomfortably over a reclined, padded chair. It was just supposed to be a media preview day for the new HHN haunted house, but here she was, wrists tied together and firmly secured just above her head, legs forced wide, leaving everything on display.
She had barely took a couple steps into the pitch-black darkness before rough hands grabbed her, forcefully ripping off her costume and restraining her into the chair sporting nothing but her skimpy black bra and panties. A spotlight flared to life, illuminating Delaine and the contraption holding her tight, vulnerable body.
A stiff leather strap firmly wrapped over her tiny waist, pinning her body to the chair. Her legs were spread apart, more leather restrains strapping down her thighs and ankles. She blushed, realising just how vulnerable she was, completely bound in place, her dignity held together by two miniscule pieces of fabric.
A man stepped out into light, holding up a vial of pink liquid. Delaine's body stiffened in shock as he grabbed her chin and tilted her head up. He stared into her watering eyes, prying her mouth open and emptying the vials contents down her throat. Delaine spat out whatever liquid was left in her mouth.
"What the fk is going on? What did you even feed me!" Delaine thrashed against her restraints, desperately trying to pry herself away.
"It's all part of the experience, just relax and enjoy it."
The voice echoed behind her. Delaine craned her neck trying to see where it came from but she was firmly tied in place. She opened her mouth to protest, however, her mind turned fuzzy. Her whole body started to feel warm, her breathing growing heavy as she tried to stifle the strange noises bubbling up in her throat. A soft moan escaped her mouth, prompting the man to kneel at the foot of the chair, positioning himself in between her spread legs.
"Wait, what are you doing."
Cold, unhurried fingers slipped between her legs, dragging across her glistening slit, parting her slick folds without preamble. Delaine gasped, bucking in the chair, but her restraints held her open, helpless.
"Please... don't... no... don't do this..."
He ignored her and pressed two fingers inside her, working her open, slow at first, then suddenly rough, fingers curling deep and without warning.
Delaine's toes curled as she's penetrated, moaning as his fingers explored her tight little pussy. The slick sound of her own body echoed around the room. He twisted his hand, forcing another wave of heat through her, causing her breath to catch in humiliation and startled pleasure.
She tried, she tried to swallow the moans, tried to close her legs, tried to be anywhere but here. But the friction builds, spiralling higher, the sensation too much—pleasure knotted tight with shame and fear, every muscle quivering as he pumped his fingers harder, circling her clit with his thumb until she was gasping, moaning, legs shaking. She could feel her orgasm nearing, every stroke bringing her closer to the edge. He stopped abruptly, eliciting a frustrated whine from her as he withdrew his hand.
“Pathetic. Messy already. Didn’t say you can come.”
Delaine bit her lip, tears threatening. He worked her closer—pushing, circling, never giving enough. Every time her hips trembled, every time she whimpered, he paused.
She was a mess, panting and wriggling pathetically, face flushed bright red. Her head swam with both panic and need, desperate for some relief. She couldn't help the needy noises that spilled from her mouth, practically begging him to take her.
“How absolutely pitiful you are,” he cooed, kneeling before her dripping pussy to admire her pathetic expression.
"Pleasee, let me cum.. I can't take it anymore," Delaine pleaded, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
"Alright, you heard her, time for the reveal."
The lights flickered on, illuminating her surroundings previously shrouded in shadow. She was on a small stage, a curtain obscuring her view. A mechincal clinking sound echoed somewhere behind her, and the curtain opened slowly, revealing rows of seats facing the stage.
Delaines eyes widened. Seated were her close friends, classmates, cca mates, all equally in shock at seeing her almost completely naked body stretched out, legs wide open revealing her profusely dripping pussy. Her face flushed red in embarrassment and humiliation.
"What is this? You sick bastards! Let me go!"
"Weren't you just begging to come? We can't let such a precious moment go without a proper audience."
Delaine could see some of the guys in the crowd palming themselves through their pants, while others had their phones out, no doubt recording her defilement. Even the girls were whispering among themselves, the words slut and whore being thrown about. The man once again knelt between her legs, this time brandishing a bright pink dildo the size of her forearm.
"Oh god no... Please!" Delaine begged, turning her head and starting to sob as he brought the toy up to her dripping, waiting pussy, teasing her folds before easing into her. She shuddered and gasped as he pushed it in, inch by inch.
"Oh God..." she gurgled, eyes rolling back into her head as she arched against the restraints, her muscles tensing as she struggled to accommodate the girth. He began thrusting in and out, arousing a mixture of whimpers and moans, each stroke sending waves of heat throughout her body.
His other hand slid down her abdomen to toy with her clit, thumbing it while he worked on her pussy. Delaine squirmed helplessly, every sensation overwhelming her once again. She was soon reduced to pitiful, moaning, "No... no... no..." over and over again as he drove her ever closer to the edge.
"AHHhhhh... GOD!" She cried out as the climax slammed through her. Delaine shivered and shook all over, limbs straining against her bonds. Her stomach contracted as she squirted violently, fluids completely soaking the ground beneath her and nearly drenching the front row. She laid there, exhausted and defeated, looking to her friends for comfort only to be met with disgusted gazes.
"Please... help me..."
Then, before she even caught her breath, his fingers were inside her again—faster this time, crueller, relentless. He drove her forward with merciless precision, no patience for pleading, every motion designed to wring the worst from her. The shame was molten and inescapable; her body rocked against the restraints, thighs trembling, the chair groaning beneath her hips.
Her vision blurred at the edges. The slick sounds of her arousal were deafening. She begged, incoherent, but he doesn’t even flinch—his free hand clamped down on her mouth, smothering her protests and moans.
The sensation crested and broke—her second orgasm tore through her like wildfire, heat and ruin in its wake. Pleasure crashed into pain, shame tangled with want as she sobbed, gasping, boneless in the chair.
He didn’t stop, not even then. Not even when she begged, not even when her body convulsed uncontrollably, and her juices pooled on the floor. His fingers kept working, merciless, dragging her up again and again, refusing her even a moment to breathe. One orgasm slammed into the next, until she was incoherent, whimpering, mind wiped clean by sensation and shame, her body trembling, spent, utterly at his mercy.
Delaine blacked out somewhere after her fifth orgasm. Not like that stopped him from bringing her shivering, unconscious body to a sixth. When she finally came to the room was empty. They had untied her wrists but left the rest of her body still strapped in, leaving her to slowly undo her restrains one by one.
She pushed herself off the chair, only to collapse to the floor as her legs gave out under her. Delaine dragged herself back up, stumbling to the exit. A female attendant greeted her with a warm smile.
"Hope you had a great experience with us, we can't wait for your sponsored review post!"
Delaine stared at her as she draped an oversized HHN merch shirt over her, covering her up. The attendant guided her into the back of a cab, flashing her another cheery smile before handing her her phone and what remained of her costume in a bag. The ride home was a long one, glimpses of her defilement and humiliation flashing across her mind periodically.
She would be tagged in countless stories and posts over the next few days, prompting her to deactivate her socials. The memory of that night would continue to haunt her dreams for months, while the clips and pictures her friends had captured would resurface every few weeks, plunging her into a never-ending cycle of shame and humiliation.
