As a single mother, SJH has been renting a room in my apartment with her daughter. She had recently divorced and lost most of her money on the lawsuits, occasionally unable to lay rent for a few months.
We managed to build a friendship and gained her trust after a few months of interaction. I knew how emotionally fragile and vulnerable she was after the divorce plus her financial situation bright now.
Recently, she even started having sex with me as a form of payment to cover her monthly rent. She proposed that I could fuck her as many times as I wanted, if I promised to not collect rent from her.
That was the best deal I've ever heard, I wondered is that how desperate was.
My only bargain was for us to fuck raw and I could cum inside her if I wanted. Initially she tried to sneakily make me pull out before cumming, sometimes pretending to be giving me a handjob to finish off, and other times she said she wanted to taste my cum.
I eventually realized her tricks and that was when I began giving her creampie almost daily, without fear of impregnation.
Fucking her a couple of times daily was fresh and interesting in the beginning but soon I got bored of her already and wanted something even more exciting.
That was when I began setting my sights of her recently legal daughter (just turned 18).
I've always maintained a friendly relationship with her, unbeknownst to her I was actually screwing her mother. In the past before turning 18, I've always bought her things she begged me for, without asking for any favours in return.
It all changed when I accidentally walked in on her masturbating. While searching for something, I accidentally barged in without knocking and caught her rubbing her pussy while spreading her legs wide apart.
We both yelled in surprise before I closed the door immediately. The sight of her naked body only served in making me less interested in her mother, while my dick was standing hard and pointed towards her direction behind the door.
Coaxing her mother to let me fuck her daughter was surprisingly easy. All I had to do was professional how much I've fallen in love with her and even promised to marry her soon. At her current stage, my words felt like the only comfort in the world while everyone else seemed to have already abandoned her.
With her swooned by my words and sincerity, I promised to also love her daughter as much as her. But... To do so, I proposed that I should have sex with her first, to prove my determination and sincerity.
When she seemed confused and appalled, I hurriedly add that doing so helps to build an unbreakable bond, citing how much she loved her ex-husband after they had sex, and blamed him for abandoning her and overlooking her love for him.
What should have sounded ridiculous to anyone's ears worked like a charm on her. Her extreme sense if insecurities have skewed her logic and at the slightest sign of affection, whatever I say becomes wholly trustworthy.
I started explaining my plan to have sex with her daughter, while making sure I didn't sound or appear too excited.
Proposing to drug her with sleeping pills so sex will be less painful and daunting on her, she carried out my instructions step by step, crushing the pills before adding it in a cup of water meant for her.
I waited patiently, resisting the urge to fap or strip naked before she gave me the signal. As soon as she opened the door, I knew everything was ready.
My next instruction was to set up a camera to record me fucking her daughter, so that it's evidence of my commitment to them that I'll never abandon them, suggesting that she could use this as evidence against me. Naively, she agreed and nodded delightfully at my utmost sincerity, almost as if she's gonna tear up.
And finally... With her standing at the side to watch the camera, I began to touch her daughter lovingly, not soaring any single inch of her body.
I traced my fingers from her face, to her neck, before circling her light pink areolas and nipples, and finally testing my cupped hands on her well trimmed pubes.
Her legs were so slim and long, almost as if they're chopsticks.. just like her arms too. While her breasts weren't big, they're not flat too, providing my hands with supple hump to grab on to.
I politely knelt in-between her legs, spreading it apart widely like what she did when I walked in on her. But this time, I wrapped her legs behind my waist.
Without any condoms and lubrication, I gently and slowly pushed my already slimy cock into the first few inches of her pussy. The pinkish insides were a dead giveaway about her being a virgin.
Her young pussy was vastly different from her mother's, as my raw dickhead becomes immediately swallowed by her tight pussy hole.
The deeper I thrust the more I could feel her pussy bring expanded briefly before wrapping snuggly around my cock. This sensation was so much better than her mother's used pussy.
Even in her sleep, the sensation of foreign objects penetrating her was enough to stiffen her recently developed nipples, becoming swollen in my mouth. As I suck and nibble on it, it reminds me of what raspberry felt like in my mouth - soft yet firm.
After affirming her mother with some words about how she's still #1 to me. I embraced her daughter tightly while my cock began sliding in and out of her rapidly. I know I should be gentle with her given how tight she was. But the passion and horniness she evoked in me made me lose my senses and I instinctively fucked her like a pent up bull.
The harder I thrusted the heavier her breaths went and they became as fast as mine when I leaned in for a listen.
I was so worried she might wake up but was also ready to take the risk.
When I finally shot my load inside her, her mother was telling me how I lasted longer with her. She really thought that it was better I'd I lasted longer with her than the few minutes I spent on her daughter.
She'd no idea how sex works for guys... Her daughter's body was like a vacuum, sucking every single drop of cum I could shoot.
I pretended to be drained and tired, and asked for her to leave us alone and go to sleep first.
Seeing how "poorly" I performed with her daughter, age unsuspectingly left us for good. I remained connected inside her while enjoying this after sex sensation. I wasn't bored of her at all. In fact, I was hornier than when I started.
For round two, I flipped her around and fucked her from behind while she lay on the bed deep asleep. The sound of me slamming against her buttcheeks removed any sense if fatigue I had and rejuvenated me instantly.
I lasted another two hours before going back to my room. Thankfully her mother was already asleep.
I was so exhausted from fucking WY, I completely forgot to clean up or even dress her before I left.
When she woke up, she was surprised to find herself sleeping naked without covers. As she placed her hand on her pussy, she felt something sticky and guessed what had transpired last night.
Rather than feeling angry, she was instead pleasantly surprised. After I woke up with her mother, she began walking around the house without bra or even panty. Quite literally wearing only an oversized short that barely covered her pussy and butt to seduce me.
Her mother, still thinking she was the only one in my heart, did not bat an eye at her daughter's antics. Whenever we're alone, she'd lock the door behind her and said she knew what I did to her.
This time around, the structure of the food chain changed once more, with WY as the apex predator and her mother at the bottom of the food chain.
Not only did she started to have casual sex with me behind her mother. She began to brazenly sleep in between us naked, making sure that my hands were only around her while she grabbed onto my ever erect cock.
The Price Of Becoming The Chosen ONCE [+18] (COMMISSIONED)
ft. TWICE's Mina (x Male Reader & other TWICE members)
TYPE: Fluff, Angst, Smut
WORD COUNT: 12064
REQUESTED/ORDERED BY: @vl-45
TAGS: cheating, blackmailing, sex slave, possession, harem, obsession
NOTE: One of the longest fics I've ever written because I really love the plot that OC has given to me. Thank you again for ordering and I hope you'll have a great time reading what I made for you!
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DESCRIPTION: It follows the story of YN as he goes through the challenges he has to face from the consequences of being the center of their decisions driven by their respective desires of claiming him, in contradiction to the thought that his life would only change for the better after being Mina's lucky boyfriend and getting introduced to the rest of the members.
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ACT 1
The crowd was packed inside the Ilji Art Hall, where more than a hundred ONCEs went for TWICE’s fan meet in accordance with their new comeback with “Strategy” featuring Megan Thee Stallion. Everybody started to find their seats and found everything all set up on the stage. The only one that was missing yet is the one they all came for.
They all went out and headed through the backstage. As the huge monitor began playing their MV teasers, they were given a go signal to begin entering the stage one by one. The crowd erupted in joy to see their favorite idols in person, waving their hands and presenting them their natural bright expressions written all over their faces.
TWICE were preparing themselves in a room. Some took this as a chance to rest for a while; others went for chit-chats or used their phones.
The manager then opened the door, signaling them that they can now enter the hall.
The girls made their signature greeting, and the remainder of the event followed. The fans were now given the chance to step up to the stage to get closer to meeting each member of TWICE and do as they please along with their own merch they want to be signed and gifts they purchased for them. Obvious to how they behave, the fans were rather shaking slightly in nervousness, acting strange due to shyness, while the rest were just calm and confident.
And that includes you.
Along with your recently bought Strategy album, including some TWICE-designed bubble fan with a penguin plushie, it’s definitely clear who is the specific person you’re most excited to interact with. You got to talk to Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, and Jihyo… until it is time to move onto the next chair. She went to say goodbye to the other fan after you before she turned her attention to you.
Just like that, your composure that you’ve been preserving and holding since you arrived here immediately melted. You caught the first sight of Mina having eye-to-eye contact with you. It almost felt like everything went slow motion and blurry the longer you stared at her gummy smile.
“Hello, earth to ONCE?” She asked you, waving her hand in front of your face. You were even aware that you looked stupid in front of her, giving her the first ticket of making yourself an embarrassment. Your popping eyes and gaping mouth lowered down as your senses snapped back to the real world.
“O-oh! Uh- uhm, h-hi. Oh my god.” You quickly reshuffled yourself back into your proper posture. “I’m really so sorry, I was just-”
“Yeah, I get it. Still can’t believe it’s real, isn’t it?”
“Definitely.” You chuckled. “I don’t know if I’m just dreaming right now or not.”
“Wanna find out?” Mina asked you who didn’t get enough to respond quickly. Shortly afterwards, she lend her hand on you. “Hold my hand.”
“W-wha-” Mina just giggled at your malfunctioning state. She finds it hilarious that you’re acting funny with your panicking actions at the moment.
“We don’t got all the time, ONCE. If I were you I would take the-”
Without any further ado, you hurriedly put your fingers in contact to her hand. The touch sent shockwaves through your skin, goosebumps rising. “Holy shit, you are indeed real.”
“Language.” Mina shushed you.
“Oh s-sorry, pardon my bad mouth.”
“Hehe, it’s fine. It’s normal for adults to curse.” Mina waved it off. “I get it, you’re just too dumbfounded right now. Is this your first time?”
“Yes.” You answered with a nod. “I actually just had the opportunity to attend a fanmeet to finally see you girls for the first time. I mostly spent a lot of money just to get in here.”
“Aww I appreciate the dedication!” Mina was touched at your efforts. “May I know your name?”
“It’s YN.” You introduced yourself. “Been a ONCE since last year. I’m just new, I know but I did a lot of research to consider myself kinda knowledgeable about your careers currently.”
“You sure do love TWICE that much, huh.”
“Yeah, but mostly you are.” You quickly covered your mouth in surprise. Mina was left speechless at your confession between she teasingly laughed and amazed at your “accidental” remark.
“And I love the fact that I am your bias.” Mina expressed her pleasant reaction. “Great choice.” She gave a quick glance and a stoic look at the other members before laughing in which you can’t help but to join her.
“So what do you have for me here?” She switched the topic.
“Uhm I have my Strategy album here, I already heard all the tracks and I wanna say they are all amazing.”
“What’s your favorite track?”
“The title track and Like It Like It.”
“Ooh, we’re the same. High five!” She offered you again her hand, and it’s making you crazy knowing how lucky you are to get this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to not only hold Mina’s hand but also to also share a surreal hand gesture with her. This is literally a next-level interaction you got here with her, and how dumb of you to just let it go to waste.
You slammed your palm onto hers, and both were glad at what they did. She reached for your album and signed it with her marking pen before giving it back to you as its owner.
“Thank you so much! And uhh, lastly I bought this for you.” You presented her the penguin plushie you were also carrying. “I hope you like it; I tried to find one of it that is as cute as you.”
Mina was satisfied with your compliment, pursing her lower lip and nodding at it. “And you certainly did accomplish that. I love it!” She grabbed your plushie and cuddled it with a smile. You felt touched seeing your bias enjoying your present despite how simple it is.
The manager then went behind Mina and looked at you both. “Time's up, Minari. Sir, you have to proceed.”
“Hey, take out your phone,” Mina commanded you, and you complied, quickly searching for it in your pocket and pulling it out. “Let me give you a memory to recall that’ll assure you these all happen for real. Let’s take a picture.”
You raised your phone, with your cheeks flushing from excitement and bliss. It then went all tomato when you heard what Mina said afterwards.
“Pinch my cheek.” She poked her cheek twice as she leaned her face on you. You just want to at least give Mina a warning message to take all these carefully and not too suddenly, as you feel like you’re about to get your heart exploding in flattery because of the effect she’s giving at you.
“O-okay.” You followed, placing your fingertips and pressing them on Mina’s soft and smooth cheeks. You are breathing heavily as you do so. Raising your phone and clicking on the screen, it captured this unforgettable moment you have shared with Mina.
“Thank you so much, Mina! I wish you and TWICE all the best for next year!”
“Thank you as well, YN. It’s nice to meet you.” You and Mina exchanged bows at one another before you switched chairs and face Dahyun next. Even without your figure in front of her, Mina couldn’t help to still follow you with her gaze. It was like she was struck by interest she couldn’t describe.
You also were throwing glances at her through the rest of the event before it ended. It was a lot of fun seeing them being the usual happy go lucky type of a group which also shows that they seemed like more of a family rather with how kind they treat each other. As you made your exit in the hall and enter your car, you let out every emotions you were holding while being inside there.
“I can’t believe it, I literally got inches up close with TWICE and Mina today. Best freaking day ever.” You muttered dreamily to yourself before driving your car away back to your home.
On the other hand, Mina couldn’t help but to rewind back her interactions with you. She saw the potential of you being a great friend to get along with because of the quality of your attitude. It made her a little bashful when she silently admitted that she was more impressed, as along with your personality comes an attractive appearance as well.
Fortunately, the eyes of the fans along with their opinions aligned with Mina’s initial thoughts. Scrolling through social media, she found a couple of clips from the fan meet that feature her interaction with you from different angles. Checking the comment section, it was filled with numerous words from other ONCEs positively agreeing that she, along with you, has made a fascinating, adorable moment together, which made her grin.
It truly was suck when Mina remembered that she’ll never meet you personally again. That is until one day, she was proven by her thoughts to be all mistaken when she visited her favorite bakery shop. As she was about to order, she encountered a familiar face in the cashier.
“W-wait what? Oh my…”
“Oh, it’s you!” Mina’s face lightened. “You’re the fan I got to talk last fanmeet. YN, right?”
“No freaking way, she actually remembered my name?” You were in appalled at the mention all brought by her sharp memory.
“Y-yes, that was me.” You said. “It’s very unexpected to meet you here again.” said sheepishly.
“I am too, I didn’t even know you work here at my favorite bakery.” She admitted.
“Well I just moved here yesterday after I got accepted from the job. It’s just a part-time, want to find something worth my time to be independent of.” You shared.
“So you also live here close?”
“Almost.”
“Really? Well…” She gestured you to come closer in which you did. “This shouldn’t be told to others, but I just want to inform you that I also live around here as well.” She whispered.
“Oh. Wow, it’s really making me very lucky to see and talk with you again.” You said. “But uhh, why did you told me that easily for me?”
Your question had Mina baffled as well at her decision. She came up with a reason rather, one that she could relate the most. “I… I don’t know, well atleast I didn’t told you where I exactly live, you know.”
You scratched your head as you understood her point late. “Oh yeah, my bad. Boundaries.”
Mina agreed silently and giggled at your guilty demeanor. “It’s okay.”
“So, Miss Myoui may I have your order please?”
Mina spoke out about her preferred bread to buy for breakfast. You tried to maintain the good performance, especially since this is a hugely popular celebrity as one of your customers; you don’t want to put shame on yourself, this new job you have, and your manager. After placing them on the paper bags, you handed them to her, in which you received money bills from Mina.
After securing the payment, you greeted Mina politely. “Thank you for coming, Miss Myoui! Have a nice day!”
“You too, YN.” As she was about to step outside with her manager, she rotated her feet back to the opposite direction, approaching you again on the counter which perplexed you. “Is there any concerns, Miss Myoui?”
“Perhaps you’ve seen about how we are trending right now in K-Pop media. Did you see the videos of us from the fanmeet few days ago?”
“Oh that, yeah. I was stunned that we hooked most of attentions to us that day.” You shyly said.
“I actually think you’re a good person to hang along with, YN. The fans seems to agree and so do I.” She curiously stated. “If I say I’m giving you a chance to be friends with me too, would you take it?”
“Y-you want me… to be friends with you?”
You were mindblown at her invitation. What in the timeline of this universe are you living in? you thought to yourself. What deeds have you done for you to be granted to step into this situation, standing face to face with Myoui Mina, a member of your favorite girl group TWICE, asking you to be friends with her?
At first these are all a dream to imagine. As much as you wanted to ask her again if these are all real, you don’t want yourself to have trouble acting normally in front of her again. You just stared at Mina, completely astounded.
“Yes.” Mina repeated again that she has made the decision. She looked at her manager who is giving her cautious gazes but Mina looks to prevent and calm it down with her assuring one. “It’s fine if you don’t. I get it, it’s not okay for an idol to be closer with a-”
“I accept.” You cut her off to show how much willing you are. “I mean, who in their right minds wouldn’t want to have as someone like you in their life.”
Mina felt fluttered at your praise. She showed again her usual gummy smile. “You’re too soft-spoken for me.”
“Because you deserve it.” You shrugged.
You and her stared at one another before she bid goodbye to you and thanked you again for accepting her. In the middle of your job, you have lost your mind processing the truth that Myoui Mina is seriously one of your little amount of friends now. At the van, Mina was warmed to know that you didn’t care about the distinction between your roles in life as a basis for developing a close connection together.
ACT 2
“My manager would be here in 5 minutes.” Mina said after checking the time on her phone. “Thank you for agreeing to this, YN.”
You and Mina cooperatively took each step on growing your closeness together through various ways. Even if it meant for Mina to look like a complete anonymous person to the public with her black jacket, shades, and pants, as long as she got to be with you anytime you two wanted to hang out, it was no bother to her. Meanwhile, your respect and admiration for Mina’s determination of being a true friend who assures that she gets to be present by your side when you need her grows each time that passes.
The two of you would get to know each little detail about yourselves,, whether through conversations, hobbies each of you was joined to participate in, and sometimes deep talks where you and Mina would spill some worries that just can’t get out of your head and chest that easily.
Then Mina picked up this idea she had to strengthen your trust and make your bond stronger when she sent you a message that made you bewildered during your duty at the bakery. As usual, you wanted to reconfirm if what she said was true, so you asked her again. She really didn’t have any typos or a short out-of-trance moment while she was constructing the message: she actually wants to bring you to their dorm.
Her reason: she admitted that hiding her identity in the public, which wasn’t her cup of tea to be in, is draining her. That’s why she requested you to do something for her this time, which you considered a test as well to observe how you are engaged to allow Mina to spend some time with you as a friend personally.
Without any hesitation, you granted it. You showed up at her meeting place, the coffee shop she chose. Your presence immediately plastered joy on her face.
“No problem. I should do the same for you this time, you know.”
“I thought you’ll protest or reject my invitation because of how absurd it is.” Mina retorted in a tensed manner. “But I’m glad you didn’t.”
“Actually I did thought you didn’t meant it or what. Maybe you have forgotten about the line we don’t have to cross, or yeah let’s say privacy.” You said calmly. “Like, why would you let me be in to your own personal space, Mina.”
“You’re not a stranger to me anymore, YN. You’re my friend.”
“I know. But sometimes I do feel like I’ve barely been known yet for you to trust me this much. I don’t deserve this special treatment I’m-”
“Stop it.” You felt chills when Mina looked at you seriously. “You are already special to me. Think about it, how many ONCEs I had to be close and accept them in as my friend from outside. Nobody but you, that’s why whatever you at it, you deserved to receive it from me because you’re lucky to be.”
You nodded, Mina’s assurance effectively comforting you. “Why I get to be the one then, Mina?”
“Why do you ask? Do you hate it?” Mina subtly looked at you.
“N-no, I just… I just wanna know what did you truly see in me that makes me be the deserving one to know everything about you.”
Mina became silent for a moment as she thought about it. She avoided her gaze to rewind and search for clues she could provide as a reasonable answer aside from your good personality.
“Tell me first, why did you came here to be with in the first place then?” She threw the question back at you.
“Because… I want you to keep believing in me.” You replied. “I don’t want to destroy everything that makes me who I am for you, it would be as if I just let this opportunity to become friends with you to be ruined. I… want to keep you around me, Mina.”
Mina reciprocated your hug to her and buried her face more at your chest. “Seriously, YN. What are we now? I… This feeling I have, I know it’s more than just a friend for you. It may be wrong for others, but I couldn’t help it.”
Mina’s serious expression transitioned into a beaming one. She stepped closer to you and looked up to meet your eyes. “There it is. Why should I be asked if you already knew the answer yourself? I just simply like everything about what you do, because we both know that I’m the motivation for all of it, not because I’m your bias from TWICE, but because I’m just me, a girl named Mina.”
“And to give you one as well, I want us to be fair here.” You couldn’t help it; Mina felt her breath taken away when you trapped her in your embrace. She felt so little around your arms, and she loved how cozy and warm it is to be stuck with you.
“For the first time in my life, I’ve never felt so valuable in someone’s life. That’s why I’d like to be in your company, because you’re giving me purpose to keep on living, not only because I have to strive for my own deficit, but to show that I am also important at who I am.”
“Let yourself fall, Mina. I’ll be here to catch you anyway.”
Both of you stared at one another, as you can view Mina’s surprised reaction that you do share a mutual agreement at her feelings for you. You winked at her and grinned before you continued. “But, let’s just go with the process. We can take things slow. Then, if we’re ready, we can do as we please.”
Mina nodded and giggled at the wonderful idea. “I absolute love that.”
You kissed her hooded head and hugged her tighter, just seconds before her manager and driver stopped the van in front of you two. “Hop in, lovebirds.” She already teased you both, in which you have failed to make yourselves look innocent.
The ride wasn’t that long as like Mina said, she was actually just a bit close to where you live. Upon your discovery, TWICE are currently staying this is giant luxury hotel around your area. The van entered the gates and it parked in front of the entrance.
“Hurry, we might get seen.” She immediately led you both to the elevator in which Mina can now remove her mask as hoodie safely.
Reaching the floor they inputted on the buttons, you knew that you are feet up from the ground because of how slightly tensed your legs are acting through every footstep. Manager unnie stopped in front of one of the doors and unlocked it.
“Thank you, unnie.” Mina greeted.
“Go ahead, you two. And oh…”
Both of you halted.
“I’ll just gonna pretend I didn’t saw what I’ve seen earlier.” She smirked before entering her room, leaving you both shy from being caught.
“Well that’s a pretty lame start on making ourselves look obvious.” You commented, Mina chuckled.
“This way.”
Mina approached the last door at the end of the hallway, she inputted a passcode on it before it unlocked. You felt even more nervous to enter knowing that you’re about to step onto the place where you only just used to see from their vlogs.
“Come in.”
“H-hello.”
“U-uhh, o-okay.”
You stepped inside and removed your shoes. A short hallway greeted you at first before you followed Mina behind to pass through it. After you reached the brighter end, the entire wide area of their room emerged, and in your overwhelmed state, you got to see some of the other members in the living room, just in their simple house attire.
Jihyo and Sana are just watching TV on the couch while Tzuyu is studying something on her phone based on the pen and notebook she had prepared in front of her. As they felt Mina’s arrival, they all got to see you as well, which made them panicked.
“Oh, Mina! And you, the famous ONCE who a fanboy of our penguin here.” Sana cheerfully pointed at you in which you bowed in return.
“Welcome to our house… YN, correct?” Jihyo asked for clarification.
“Yes.”
“Not saying noona, I see. Are you older than Nayeon unnie?”
“A year older.” You confirmed.
“Oh, interesting.” Jihyo nodded. “Well, hi again. Make yourself comfortable, okay? Mina, why don’t you make our guest comfortable around would ya?”
“Okay, unnie. Thank you for allowing me to bring him in.”
“Always for you, Minari.” She responded which both of them smiled. You and her went to the kitchen. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to your idea, Jihyo and Sana were sharing the same sentiment.
“Yeah, it’s a wise choice to allow him here.” She meant in a different meaning, bouncing her eyebrows and smirked.
“Right? He really does look handsome up close.” Sana agreed.
Tzuyu can hear her unnies’ conversation, and even she couldn’t blame them for being like that. She almost got distracted at her lesson in psychology class when her eyes landed on your impressive figure present in front of her.
Back at your situation with Mina, she offered you a seat, which you gratefully took. She poured a glass of orange juice per your request and instantly made you a sandwich. As you sheepishly ate the food, Mina just admiringly watched you.
“You can just say if you want more, okay? Feel free and get used being around here because from now on you’ll be in here frequently.”
“Uh… I won’t object anymore if that’s what you want to happen. I actually would like to meet the other members as well.” Your die-hard inner ONCE wishing for a miracle to become close with them speaking for yourself, because it knew that this is the perfect fantasy for you to live onto.
“Some of them are in their room, but Jeongyeon unnie and Dahyun aren’t around though. One is in her family house and the other is currently filming her movie.”
“Oh okay. I actually don’t expect them to be all around here anyway, I know all of you have different schedules and busy with your own solo projects occurring.” You said. “I’m contented enough to atleast get to meet the others.”
“Speaking of right timing.” Mina turned her attention from your back. “Hai Momo chan”
“Oh, you brought your boyfriend with you.” She teased, making Mina blush in heat.
“We’re just friends…” She defensively said under her breath.
“So far.” You looked at her to join along Momo’s playful antics and Mina glared at you to stop in which you wheeze internally.
“Hi, nice to meet you. You must know me already, but for formal manner, let me do the honor again. I’m Momo.” She lend her hand on you.
“YN.” You touched her hand. It lasted for seconds, you swore it would be just a while but it felt like Momo tightened her grip a bit more. Mina’s fake cough startled you both which Momo gave in to the gesture. “Sorry, I noticed you have a large hand and your grip is strong. You’re working out aren’t you?”
“Yeah. Actually… I kind of got inspired of you and Jihyo’s workout clips I’ve been seeing in my feed so yeah.”
“Oh, really? Woah, that’s great! Momo laughed at the revelation. “Glad that we could also influence others for body fitness. Health is wealth, as what they say.”
“Yeah it did helped me a lot to feel better.”
“Hey, if you like. Maybe you can ask permission to your girlie there and join me and Jihyo, we could use some gym buddy to drag along and introduce you to some other techniques to get fit.” She playfully punched your arm lightly and you chuckled.
“Momo…” Mina groaned at another attempt of her bestfriend making fun of her.
“Hehe, sorry. Anyways, are you in, YN?” She crosses her arm, waiting for your decision.
“Yeah, I could get used to adapt some other exercises.” You said.
“Great! Now excuse me, I would like to grab my mac and cheese on the fridge.” She said.
As you and Mina continued to talk, Momo was sneaking glances at your concentrated manner at her bestfriend while speaking. Just like the previous three co-members of hers, her curiosity piqued at the charm you possess.
“I should be the one who is thanking a lot here, Mina. All of what transpired today, I’ll never forget it. This is what I dreamed of, to meet you all and I knew before that knowing you girls personally would be like once in a blue moon but… you girls changed my life and made it possible. And its all because of you, Mina. Take all the credit, it’s yours.” You stated, breathing deeply to sink in everything that you have encountered today.
She left the kitchen with her bowl of food, crossing paths with Jihyo and Sana looking at her as they gestured the direction, referring to you. Momo just mouthed “wow” and lifted her eyebrows while grinning, in which they chuckled. Returning to her room, she took a mental note to prepare anytime once you visit.
During your hours of stay in the dorm, you also get to meet Chaeyoung and Nayeon, who were busy at their stuff in their respective rooms. They asked you some things regarding being a fanboy for their group and shared how this all still feels surreal for you. Understanding the luck you have, they just laughed and assured you to provide what brings you comfort and peace being with them.
As the sky starts to get darker, Mina escorted you in the lobby of their hotel. Stopping in the middle of the space, she looked at you and smiled gratefully. “Thank you for coming, YN. I really appreciated you being thoughtful to me.”
Mina bowed and held your arm. “About us… we’ll get there, right?”
“I know we are. I won’t let it end anyway.”
You bid goodbye to her as the manager instructed you to enter their service van. Mina watched you depart as she remained in her spot. Mentally, she wished you a ride home safely.
Unbeknownst to the both, all other six members were gathered in the living room, exchanging their first impressions about meeting you.
“He looks pretty cute and a hottie too.” Momo said. “I was almost caught getting blank for a second there, the more I just at his face it’s like… it’s sucking me into his facial features. Good thing I found an excuse to save myself in humiliation there.”
“What got me rather is how huge he looked.” Nayeon bit her lip hungrily, eyes darting sideways. “He looks like a buff baby, and God what I’d give to have a muscle guy like him and crush my head around his triceps.”
“Yeah, we get it. It’s your type unnie, but I think you have to get through us first.” Chaeyoung interrupted. “You made some good points though, damn I’d wish he’ll destroy me with his size.” She shut her eyes and smiled lewdly.
“Woah Chaeng, getting there already?” Jihyo was amused.
“But… I think YN is into Mina unnie already.” Tzuyu joined the chat. They all looked at her and those words had them in dismay. “From how they’ve been so close together earlier, it’s no denial he’s into her.”
“Yeah, but… would Mina be the same?” Sana asked.
“She probably is.” Nayeon said. “Sucks that we all went head over heels already for one guy who is already taken.” She chuckled with a bitter taste.
Mina then opened the door of their dorm, making them pause the topic. “YN is on his way home now.”
“Good. Mina, you sure did pick a good man aren’t you?” Jihyo said.
“I have no regrets, unnie.” She smiled before disappearing to her room.
They all looked back at one another, sharing the same thoughts. However, their expressions is displaying mixed emotions for their beloved friend and sister-figure.
“She is indeed attracted to YN.” Sana said.
Throughout the next weeks, your visit to their place has become regular as suggested and planned. You also finally got to meet Jeongyeon and Dahyun when they were fortunately present in the dorm, taking a break from their hectic schedule. Without your knowledge, the two also suppressed similar interest towards you, much like the others.
Being often at their place granted you the opportunity to form a close connection as well with the other members aside from Mina. It was a great thing to discover their personalities more aside from what you just speculated through seeing them on the media with their content and projects. The consequence of that, however, is that you weren’t aware that you’re transforming into a chick magnet, with how the girls are now attracted to you both perspective-wise and emotionally.
And the best aspect you have attempted with her is introducing yourselves to having sex. You have seen Mina being a bit nervous and scared at your first take with her, which is a relief that it still ended on a positive note, pleasing you in a new direction.
For example, in Nayeon’s case, she would find herself sneakily touching your built physique when she finds a chance to do so. Jeongyeon’s heart throbs when you shower her with compliments regarding your appreciation for her appearance despite the struggles she went through; Momo would position herself to showcase her sexy figure whenever you work out with her.
Sana and her clingy personality, where she’ll just randomly hug you anytime only to get a touch of your muscles, Jihyo started wearing tops that break her cleavage free whenever she learns you’ll be coming after observing you one time inevitably peeking at her assets in the gym, while Dahyun, who is aware of her curves, began using skin-tight dresses that trace her sculpted hourglass figure after admitting that it makes her look fabulous.
Lastly, the two other maknaes, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu, who love getting praised for being great at what they are, have frequently shown you in an eye-catching manner.
They knew what they were doing was wrong since you and Mina are undoubtedly about to develop a bond that is sweeter than just being friends, but it’s so irresistible when they just have to rarely have some guy around with them and it turns out to be hotter and more accurate than the dream guy they wanted to love in the future. They were just being a little hesitant, limiting their actions at first on what they were doing, brought by their dilemmas, until they couldn’t hold it in anymore.
The more you pull them closer into you, the more they want you for themselves to claim and won’t let go.
In the midst of their methods of alluring and flirting towards you, their speculation went true as you and Mina called it official to be a couple months later. Living into the promise that both won’t hold back now that you are now in a relationship with the ideal woman you always wanted to date, you and Mina explored ways to make this journey with her more desirable.
What do you mean by that is the amount of circumstances where she would beg for your cock anytime she gets a free time to unwind or taking you to different places aside from your house and look for a spot to fuck. There is none that she’ll not make you satisfy her being full of cum whether in her holes or through her flawless skin.
Spending a vacation in a private resort with her, other TWICE members and staffs became a usual day for the both of you to have some sex whenever the urge brings you both together. After chugging your fifth alcohol and the combination of Mina being needy for you, she led you in one of the trees away from the group and pounce at you like a hungry animal.
Mina planted kisses around your topless body all the way from the bottom to the top where she turns herself to your neck and mauled at it. You guided her head deeper into your skin before you had enough and brought her into a wild make-out session. Lips colliding, tongues swirling, and saliva connecting your warm mouths controlled with lust.
“I need you so bad right now.” Mina said as she caressed your abs while your foreheads are pressing to one another.
“We don’t have much time, Mina. Let’s get this done or else might get caught by them.” You said as you pecked her lips again.
“Just promise me we’ll continue this later when they sleep.”
“We can.”
Mina absorbed your powerful manhood into her snatch, encircling it with immense tightness. She moaned as you began to thrust your hips again and pick up the pace slowly.
Mina went on her knees as you lower her down with your hand on top of her head. Along her movement, she dragged your lower garment on your feet, exposing your raging cock now in its maximum size ready to be serviced by your horny girlfriend.
She grasped it from the base and performed an introductory stroke before putting the mushroom tip on her puckered lips as she inhaled your scent. Mina pushed forward, the shaft now lodged inside her mouth, and began her blowjob as you held her head for assistance.
You quickly buckled your hips to hurry this up, not giving a damn about Mina’s gag reflex from how you hit the back of her throat repeatedly. She clung tightly at your waist as you used her for your own pleasure, admiring your rough treatment that satisfies her as well.
The girth of your manhood is being coated with saliva by her flirty tongue as she takes you all in, desperate for your incoming reward for her efforts. She looked up at you, confirming that her performance is sending wonders to your senses just by the look of your lustful face.
Thrusting your hips further, Mina’s nose is now bumping at your crotch. She then felt your length twitching in her mouth, a familiar signal of what’s about to happen afterwards, a very anticipatory one.
Gripping her hair, you stuck your cock in her mouth as you filled it with your creamy deposit. She lost the number of times you fired straight through her throat, but she didn’t care; all that matters is that she get to receive it all by herself.
You gently slid in your slimy cock at her mouth. Mina opened her mouth to present a pool of cum. “Swallow.” And she did exactly as you told her, gulping it easily before releasing her mouth to prove no leftovers.
“Good girl. Now get up and bend your ass for me, babe. Let’s finish this.” You helped Mina to stand and changed positions. Mina is now facing the tree and bending slightly for you.
Kneeling behind her, you quickly undressed her swimsuit to unveil her plump ass that made most ONCEs go crazy when she twerked it like a professional during their concert. You feel bad for some who are dying to grab a handful of these tasty buns, but now you’ll fulfill their wishes by taking these into your own hands.
You sniffed her ass for a second and slapped both really hard before you got up and rubbed your length across her valley. “Place it in me, please.” You wasted no more time as you pushed it forward inside her inviting hole.
Her arms embraced the tree as you pummeled through her rear, deliciously watching her skin ripple as you collided your skin into hers. It creates wet slapping sounds that both of you are getting turned on more by.
“Ugh yes yes fuck, you’re so big inside of me, YN.” Mina whimpered as you glided your hands through the surface of her godly sculpted back. Bracing yourself, you wrapped her body close as you fucked her ass faster.
The volume of her moans and stutters increasing. “Sshhh be still or somebody might find us here.” Mina then closed her mouth, her muffled screams as her ass continously being filled to the brim by your magnificent cock.
“Shit. I’m about to bust, Mina.” You went all in to your rhythm, sending her body vibrating at your rough hammering. A last plopping sound, and your crotch pressed at her tempting asscheeks as you unleashed another load of cum inside of her.
Mina huffed as she felt your cock exit her hole and some cum pouring out from her used passage. You scooped some and have Mina taste it to make every drop count.
You both put back your undergarments. “Let’s go, they must be looking for us now.” you said as you pulled Mina with you out of the woods.
ACT 3
Few days later, you were chilling at the kitchen stool, watching some memes at your phone to entertain yourself. Mina is currently at Japan to join her parents visit her late dog’s resting place since its his death anniversary if you remember correctly. You decided instead to hang out with other members to spend your free time.
Footsteps approaching, you turned around to see Momo now changed into her oversized t-shirt after working out with you earlier. She took the chair beside you.
“You can use our bathroom if you want to wash yourself.” Momo said as she noticed your body now dried up from getting sweat drenched at lifting weights.
“Nah I’m good, I’m about to leave now anyway. I can just wash at my home later.” You replied. “Why, do I stink?”
“Yes, it makes me want to puke actually.” She fake acting like she’s having nausea. Seeing your offended and sheepish reaction broke her out of laughter. “Just kidding, you still smell great.”
She leaned closer, sniffing your neck to confirm it, yet again oblivious to her true intention, her burning temptation influencing her to take measures that will get you real good.
“Yeah, you smell manly as ever.” Momo muttered. You stiffened, awkwardly letting Momo breath closely at your skin.
“Thanks, I guess.” You thriftly smiled.
Momo just tightened her lips and just watched you scroll through your Instagram feed. She prepared herself first as what she made sure to remember last time before proceeding with her main agenda of interacting with you.
“How are things between you and Mina?”
“Pretty smooth. I’m glad we could manage despite her busy schedules as an idol.”
“That’s good, yeah. What about being careful, have you guys always ensure that this thing between you and Mina remains private?”
“We do, we haven’t being caught yet or so does her by the K-Media, like we know Dispatch is famous for spotting idols meeting up with mysterious person. Yeah, I haven’t got any news yet about Mina having a rumored boyfriend. So yeah, we’re safe.”
“Oh. Even the people around you aside from the media whenever you guys outside?”
“Positive.”
“Is that so.” Momo pulled out her phone and opened it. “Can you explain this to me then?”
Momo stole your attention from your phone as she made watch a video playing in her device. To your shock, it features a recording of you and Mina having sex secretly in the resort.
“What the-” You said as Mina getting backshot from you illuminated through your eyes. “H-how did you get this?”
“I followed you both shortly after you two left, I was heading to the bathroom for a piss break when suddenly… I heard some moans and clapping sounds near me.” Momo recalled.
“Then this is what I found.” She told you seriously. “Now tell me, where’s the cautious part in there?”
“Momo, it’s not that-”
“I don’t give a shit if you two are having sex in public area, I just want you to think that what if it’s not me who saw you both and instead either some personnel from the hotel or one of our staffs? What would you do if this gets out of hand and get you both exposed by this act?” Momo scolded you.
“It’s Mina who brought us there, okay? It’s not like I wanted us to fuck there. I was telling her that we can do this later but she didn’t listened.” You defended.
“But it’s your responsibility as a boyfriend to remind her what’s right. Mina can be stubborn sometimes, I know her like the back of my hand already, so you should know better as well now that you and her are now together.” Momo stood by her point. “What made you to let her? Were you scared that you won’t get that fuck she’s craving for because she’s sulk-”
“Enough!” You slammed your hand on the table, pent up by her blabbering until your senses reminded you that this is one of the women you’ll forever have an honor to get to know with, and you swore before that if you’ll get a chance to meet them personally, you won’t do any harm on them.
And it seems that you broke that when you saw Momo shocked and frightened at your unexpected temper.
“I-I’m sorry, I- I get it, okay. It was wrong of me and I won’t do it again but…. what I don’t understand is that why do you need to record this as well? I mean, you can just say what happened and I’ll surrender because I know it’s true. What’s the use of this for then?” You said, directing your hand at the video.
“Now you’ve asked, well… I thought of something that I can make what I want possible through this.” She tapped her finger at the table, her expression shifting into something mischievous and naughty.
“What are you talking about?”
“You want me to delete this? You have to do something for me first- oh should I say, to US first.”
“What the fuck? Are you seriously blackmailing me with our sex tape?” You ridiculously asked. You are in utter disbelief right now of this true color of Momo.
“Guess you can put it like that.” She shrugged. “Yeah, we can forgive you for being so reckless to our friend and hold the consequences if you’ll do us a favor.”
“And what is that?”
Momo moved her chair, closing her gap between you two. “Fuck the rest of us just like how you do to Mina.” She smirked as she stared at your flabbergasted face.
You couldn’t process what Momo is asking you to do for her, and damn sure you weren’t expecting that she’ll have this side that’ll be very disliking of you. The once admirable and inspirational idol turned to be someone worse than you could imagine. Even adding to this horrible situation, she’s just doing this on behalf of a group consisted of people you also believed at first to be pure and innocent.
“You got to be kidding me.” You shook your head. “Are you out of your mind, Momo? Have you been hearing yourself? You’re committing a sin with this! You’re betraying Mina for God’s sake!”
“I KNOW! BUT I COULDN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!” Momo has snapped, she stood fiercely at you.” AND SO WAS THEM. We tried, but… ever since you stepped foot in our dorm, we found you so attractive in everything. You have it all that most of us wanted a guy to have. Then when we learned that Mina already have you. We tried to be happy for our friend but it pains us as well that we couldn’t have the same.” Momo explained what led her to do this.
“Until we have accepted the fact that we couldn’t have your heart like she does. But… we might atleast get another piece of you that doesn’t require feelings to attain. Something that had us obssessing over you since the beginning.”
She crawled her hands at your arm and cupped your biceps, squeezing its firm yet toughness. “Mina can love you with all her heart and soul, as for your body though… maybe we can just share it ourselves for free.”
Her hands roams down to your side figure until it reaches the hem of your shirt. Momo single handedly removed it for you and you just remained stiffened at your spot as you watched her in confusion.
“And we know you’ll let us, right? You were probably dreaming of having us in your way when you were just a random fan of us.” After throwing your shirt on the floor, Momo then began to undress herself, and your eyes largened at her matching pair of lacy red bra and panties she’s wearing underneath, gulping at how incredibly sexy she actually is. It’s undeniable that every detail of her figure is a sight to behold, a complete package from head to toe that every man would die for.
She grabbed your hand and forced you to stand up. “You’ll be our personal sex slave and we’ll delete the video. Don’t worry, she don’t have to know about what we’re doing. Unless, you want us to separate Mina away from you and never see us again.”
You were horrified at the consequences Momo is considering in case you disobey their conditions. For the sake of your relationship with Mina, you frowned in worry as Momo lift your chin up to her stare at her bare naked body and her devious gaze.
“Do we have a deal with that, YN?”
Without any other choice, you wanted to save you and Mina to these ladies you once treated as supportive friends but has now turned into betraying envy admirers who wants to gain access of your body for free use.
You nodded in response to her question. Momo then started to kiss you passionately, putting touches around your chest and torso as well. She then led your hands on top of her bulging breasts and massage them to match Momo’s expectations.
She let go for a while and dragged you along her. Exiting the kitchen, you saw the rest of the girls all sitting on the living room. Momo looked at them as your lack of clothing together stole their attention.
“He agreed. We’ll be right back.” She exclaimed. You view their grins expanded with a hint of thirst and desperation for your affection.
You followed Momo and got pushed inside her room where after being locked by her, both went through hours of heated and wild rounds of sweaty sex on her bed. She was moaning and screaming in pleasure as you just focused on giving her everything she wanted from you.
Momo was laid in various positions based on what she wanted you to perform, whether its pinning and fucked her like a ragdoll around your cock on the wall, making the bed quake and squeak with your manhandling of her body, or pound her while she’s pressed on the cold floor.
She titfucked your thick cock with some short combinations of blowjob included and have it erupt with streaks of cum that splattered around her chest to finish your time with her.
ACT 4
The equipments would also receive additional purpose not just for a simple exercise as you would attempt to utilize it on pleasuring Nayeon, like making her bounce up and down in your cock while her legs split open, relying her balance on wrapping your head from behind.
Months have passed, and your new purpose for the girls proceeded without Mina having any idea about the huge unforgivable sin you’re committing. She returned weeks after Momo had you in her control. The poor girlfriend had no clue what the walls of their dorm had witnessed every day without her presence roaming around.
Their sexual needs over you intensified, and even with the possibility of Mina arriving home, you still had to do it to every member, depending on who was in the mood to beg for your cock and worship it as their ultimate prize. Whenever Mina closes the door and leaves their place, one of them—or hell, a pair or a divided group by them—would just suddenly pounce on you to take the availability.
You have taken a taste on every single one of them because of this forbidden deal, and they made these all possible in accordance with what they want to happen with you. They have taken turns on you, and you only have one objective to accomplish for them: never leave them not being blessed by your cum all over their spent body after accompanying them anywhere.
Nayeon once took you with her to be her guardian on her pilates schedule. While the coach is gone to attend some urgent stuff, Nayeon would instantly pull down your shorts and shove you cock up in her mouth.
In addition, you showered with Jeongyeon as well. Their water bill about to double because of how much water you both have wasted being tangled together. You fucked Jeongyeon while she stands on one leg with another being lifted, then she finished you off by cumming onto her mouth. Following that, you helped each other apply soap and wash off your bodies.
Sana and Momo had threesome with you. At first you thought it would be a struggle to ensure that both of them will be satisfied equally, but due to how needy these girls for you and them acting like an experts for these thing, they have guided you properly.
It made you to shuffle yourselves in different positions, either taking their pussy and ass at the same time with your cock and talented fingers as they make out or them making your mouth work as the another returns the same at your cock. They also probably had the longest time you spent having sex with.
Jihyo likes her being called your mommy, and she is very welcome to treat you as her little baby. To do so, she would either instruct you to lay on her lap as she sat on the couch and suck her tits alternatively while she jerks off your cock or taking care of you with her massive puppies and oral skills. She also surprised you with a fact that she’s carrying breastmilk already despite not being pregnant yet, a result of having great genes.
Dahyun is the most submissive and gentle type of one; she prefers vanilla sex rather than being banged up, unlike some of her co-members, especially Chaeyoung. The amount of suffering you endured for this small but terrible woman when it came to sex was unmeasurable. This dominant lady won’t let your balls store a single drop of cum for her after edging your cock for an hour and encourages you to piston her tight petite body however she wants to.
And lastly, Tzuyu was almost the same as Dahyun. The only difference was that she wants to switch roles in the bed while maintaining the same pace of the session. It’s kind of strange as well that she’s probably the least TWICE member you came inside of, as she offers instead her big fat thighs for you to also inject your cock in between and blast cum for her gifted asset.
“What’s going on with you lately, YN?” Mina started the topic. “Care to share what’s bothering you, babe?”
You have lost count of how many times you did it while handling your relationship with Mina and your sex life with her too. That’s why it resulted in you becoming physically weak, sympathizing for your emotional and mental state that is also being affected as well.
It didn’t slip into Mina’s perspective for her boyfriend. Her caring instincts for you alerting about the sudden strange transformation of your appearance and mood were noticed. She could also differentiate how you were before than this recent change you’re having.
Always lost in thoughts, gloomy, and quiet. You even reject her, setting yourselves up for another round of sex. That is how Mina would describe you currently. Since this is not the usual you that she loved, it grew concern in her.
That’s why one day, she confronted you in a must. You were just watching the landscape of Seoul beneath from the pavement when Mina approached you from behind with coffee in hand. She looked at your side figure and again, she knew something is wrong.
You gulped and lowered your head a bit more. “There’s n-nothing. Why would you ask?”
“You’ve been not acting like yourself lately. I can see it all.” Mina explained. “You rarely laugh or smile so geniunely at me, it was those that powers me up everyday but… you’ve been so lacking with everything that I couldn’t help but to ask if there’s anything going on with you.”
“None. I’m fine, Mina. Really.”
“But you’re not okay. Don’t set me aside, please. I’m your girlfriend, YN. I should be helping you.”
“What part of what I just said that you don’t understand, Mina?” You glanced at her in frustration. The tension gets heavier, until you’ve realized that you almost just shouted at Mina who only just think of your well-being.
“S-sorry. I didn’t mean to raise my voice. Seriously, Mina. I’m fine.” You shook your head and turned away at her.
Mina wasn’t thrilled at your sudden complain. She came forward and hug you from behind, her comfort almost broke the emotions you’ve trying to hold as much as your can. “You can tell me anything, you know? I love you, and I have to make sure that I share the problems with you. For us to fix together.”
Your body trembled, every words coming out of her mouth felt like a dagger to your chest. “I can’t.”
“You are. I’m always here to listen, don’t put pressure on yourself.” Mina said.
“No, you don’t understand. This is something you can’t handle.”
“Then make me.”
“If I did, you won’t be able to look at me the same again.”
“Is it being insecure again, YN? We’ve talked about this before.”
“No. This is new.”
“What is it?”
“I’ve being torn apart in guilt, Mina.” One of your teardrops finally went loose from your sore eyes. “I don’t know if how long am I going to do this, but I’m just holding on for you.”
“Is there’s something you’re not telling me about, YN?”
You breathed heavily and composed your posture, preparing for the storm impending to come. “I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, Mina.”
“For?”
“I’ve risked something to keep ourselves together. It was wrong but… there was no other option.”
“What is it?”
“Dignity.” A dreaded expression went visible in your face.
“What’s this have to do with your dignity, YN?” Mina cautiously asked, as a strange feeling creeping inside her is telling that she may not digest what you’re about to say.
“I- I… oh God, I know you won’t forgive me for this.” You cried in her arms. “I made myself a sex slave for the girls.” You escaped from her embrace, kneeling with your hands covering your face in disgrace and fear.
Mina felt like her heart just crumpled and eardrums burst at what she had heard. Her eyes twitched and swell before it became watery from the overflowing emotions dealt by pain. The arms that was formed to wrap you in her console started to give up and fell back to her sides.
“Y-you… you did what?” Mina asked as she stared at nothingness. The sunset shining in her eyes in contrast to the building darkness of disgust around her.
“I had sex with your co-members, for a deal to keep our relationship going.” You elaborated. “Because if I don’t, they’ll threaten me to be banned from ever seeing you and the rest of them ever again.”
Mina’s fists clenched in anger. The tears flowing in her cheeks were like disappearing instantly at how hot she’s getting driven by her fury. She seethes it in, while still processing the fact that the people she once thought are her friends and would support her sincerely, would be the cause of the downfall of one of the most important things she cherishes in life through betrayal.
She wasn’t in a good condition to think properly, so her body rather took in charge on controlling what the right thing to do for now. Mina left you in the balcony and grabbed her shoulder bag from her room. You stand up and followed her.
“W-wait, where are you going?”
Mina didn’t answer.
“Wait, please Mina. Let me explain more-”
“DON’T FUCKING TALK TO ME, YN. J-just… don’t. I want to be left alone I-I just can’t stand seeing every one of you for now.” Mina daringly pointed her finger at you, staring right through your soul.
The main door suddenly clicked. It opened, Mina walked through it and saw the rest of the girls who came back from grocery. Momo was in the front, blocking the way.
She was about to greet Mina with large smile on her face when she got startled from the brutal slap she received straight on her face. The girls exclaimed in shock, and Mina stared at them venomously.
“Traitors.” She muttered before taking a turn as she began walking away from them.
All of the girls watched you just helplessly standing in the middle of the room. They understood what this is all mean now. Mina has found out the truth.
SET 5
Some of them were about to chase Mina but she already entered an elevator and it closed.
The rest of them went in silent to deal with the consequences of their actions.
The entire group has no idea of Mina’s whereabouts. They talked to few people they knew that are friends with Mina from outside and nobody have seen nor met them after the incident. They wanted to believe, but they are confident that one of them must be lying as per Mina’s request to leave her alone.
they multiplied her pain than the first time her health succumbed from.
If that was probably what Mina wants from now, they can give it to her, but they won’t be put to rest thinking about how she might be dealing the darkest truth she had discovered.
Almost a decade of being with Mina, they know she’s one of the most vulnerable, and that woke them up to the harsh reality that they not just only hurt their friend for the first time….
The thought of setting Mina into another hiatus term because of their fault made them regretting a lot that they have put their guards down from getting obssessed over nothing but lust from you. Not only that, the guilt you’re having were now being carried by them as well, that’s why they couldn’t blame you as her boyfriend to be this depressed right now.
You and the girls were trapped in the dark, deafening silence and heavy baggage of self-blame. They still tried to be productive as an idol despite of the current situation, while you in whole opposite side, has to see you almost unmoved, looking at the unknown filled with somber hopes to hear your phone receive a notification atleast or ring after hundreds of missed call you have attempted.
It all stopped when almost 2 weeks later, Mina made a return to the dorm. You were in your house when it happened, and so Jihyo immediately contacted you to inform that she’s here. Driving in rush, you arrived at their dorm in no time.
As you stepped in front of the door and opened it, you were met by everyone except Jihyo, Jeongyeon, and Nayeon bowing their heads. You were perplexed when some of them like Dahyun and Tzuyu are crying too. “W-what happened? Where is she?”
“Y-YN… please stop unnie.” Dahyun spoke in ragged tone.
“Why? From what?”
The other missing members appeared from the other hallway, and there was girlfriend carrying a bag and luggages. Your eyes widened when the three are following her from behind as if they’re begging.
Mina met you in her way and you just stood there wondering why she all have her belongings out. It scares you to ask, but you have to find out. “Mina, w-where are you going?”
“I’m not staying on this dorm anymore. I’m also leaving TWICE.”
Your jaw dropped.
“And I’m breaking up with you.”
You watched Mina’s stoic expression in devastation. Your heart felt like it exploded into pieces hearing the words you never wanted to happen together with her. Yet here she was, standing at you in her broken state, managed to announce that without any hesitation.
“No, Mina. Please, can you hear me for a second? Let’s just talk.”
“Get out of my way, YN.”
“I’m not letting you. Just, please think about this first!”
“I MADE UP MY MIND!!!” Mina screamed, and it sent shivers to the girls knowing she rarely raises her voice. “IF YOU AND… THESE SO-CALLED FRIENDS OF MINE NEVER ARRANGED TO STAB ME IN BACK, THIS WOULD’VE NOT HAPPEN IN THE FIRST PLACE!”
“Mina, YN owes you an explanation. So do us, as well.”
“Don’t you dare lecture me this time, Jihyo.” She turned around at Jihyo and confronted her with burning rage in her eyes.
“I’m not lecturing you, Mina. I’m just trying to make you understand.”
“What is it that I have to understand?!” Mina confusedly asked. “Other than all of you fucking my boyfriend behind my back, taking advantage of my blindness? Y-you guys are sick!”
“Because I did it all for YOU!” You yelled as you you couldn’t hold it in much longer. The desperation of her to be prevented from ending all of this for good. “I had no choice but to accept it because they blackmailed me, Mina. They dared me that if I didn’t follow what they want from me, they won’t delete that video and they can prohibit me from getting any access to all of you!”
“W-what video?” Mina puzzledly asked.
“We got caught… having sex in the resort.” You revealed. “And they used that to give them something in exchange not to trigger them doing something about us.”
“Who recorded us?”
“I did.” Momo stood from the couch, bravely taking accountability for what she did. “I was also the one who proposed a plan to have YN for ourselves.”
“H-how could you?” Mina was about to break down, her breath shaking.
“I wasn’t thinking properly at that time. Neither were them. We got clouded by lust and the need to sample YN. How attractive he looks, we were manipulated to do some dirty deeds on him. And realizing what we have truly done, we’ve made a terrible mistake, Mina.” Momo explained.
“And you all never thought about how it would break my heart so bad that I just wanted to end it all?” Mina started crying. “I just couldn’t live with the darkest truth that my boyfriend and my friends are cheating on me, and that’s my first relationship tainted with sin because of all of you!”
“Mina, we swear, we thought about the consequences at first.” Nayeon joined the discussion. “We are aware that you already have YN by yourself, romantically to say the least. That’s why… I don’t know, a stupid idea was formulated by Momo here to rather claim YN by ourselves only for his body. And we admit, we are just craving for his affection that it broke our limit to accept.”
“Enough with the crap we’re trying to justify of, if there’s anyone you should blame a lot, it’s us. not YN. He had no choice, he was threatened.” Jeongyeon said. “And you may not forgive us anymore for this, but we just want to say that we’re really sorry.”
“You’re right, I’ll never forgive any of you for this.” Mina glared at anyone. “And I don’t buy any of your apology, once a cheater will always be a cheater, like they say. Who knows, all of you may done it again.”
“I swear, Mina. I never wanted any of it, I could’ve stopped if I want to, but they won’t let me be!” You said. “If you know how it eats me alive everytime I finish doing it with them knowing that I’m still in a relationship with you. I never wanted to do it, but I still did it because I need you to stay.” She watched you sobbing in plead.
“It scares me both as a fan and as your lover that everything we had has to stop if I didn’t follow them. I can’t lose you, Mina. I’m willing to do everything even if it ruins my reputation, lose my dignity, or cost my life, because I love you.”
Mina cried at your last statement. The mask she was wearing since she arrived is now starting to drop. You kneeled in front of her and hugged her thighs.
“Please, don’t go.”
Mina looked at your pitiful state and roamed her sight at the girls watching this dramatic scene in person. “Look at what you have all done.” She gritted her teeth.
“Let me guess, if I didn’t asked him about this, you guys would still do it without my knowledge, huh?” She bitterly chuckle regarding about the absurdity of their reasoning. They just all bowed in shame, knowing that Mina got them defeated with that single sentence.
“I also didn’t want to leave the group, nor break up with YN.” You looked up in surprise to see her wiping her tears. “Funny, right? Despite the unbearable amount of pain you have inflicted on me, I just can’t seem to avoid this stage of life that I reached with all of you.”
“A part of me still wanted to atleast stay. No because being an idol is my passion or my love for YN. It’s because I can’t lose all of you. That’s how special you guys are to me.” They all cried after hearing how touching it was even if they knew they don’t deserve Mina’s kind-heartedness anymore.
“As what I’ve said, this won’t stop unless I had to find out. I guess, there’s still a way to fix all of these. And since I’m already involved at whatever this is, it has to remain like that from now on.”
“What are you trying to imply, Mina?”
“You girls said that you have no found feelings for him, right? Only for pleasure?”
“Definitely just friends with benefits, that’s all.” Sana said.
“Then, let’s make a new deal. This thing you have with him, I’ll allow it to continue.”
All of them gasp in shock, with a mix of utter confusion. “Wait, Mina are you serious?”
“Don’t give me that reaction, I know you girls must’ve been disappointed that you can’t fuck him anymore because I already know the truth.” Mina retorted. “If this is what would keep us together, then this should stay only with us. No more intentions of damaging or kicking out anybody else in our lives too.” She referred to Momo who got what she’s trying to point about.
“You girls can continue being friends with benefits with him, but it would be under my control this time. I have to be updated all the time at what you guys did, maybe I could learn new things to pleasure my boyfriend here atleast.” She patted your head.
“I also will keep our relationship with YN, and that’s what should always matter here. Know your boundaries because if you don’t, I won’t hesitate to take actions about it that you’ll never like.” Mina warned them all.
“These only have to stop if me and YN decided to get marry in the future. For the sake of respect to the family we’re going to build. Or even if some of you began to find somebody to love as well. Are we all clear?”
“We’ll do everything to redeem ourselves, Mina. If that what you wish for, we’ll do it.” Momo agreed.
“Just don’t keep any secrets on me.” Mina then looked at your kneeling posture below her. She threw her bag away and pushed the luggages away. “Get up, I won’t go now. But… I still have one more thing to do to ease off my mind.”
“What is it?”
Mina began unbuttoning her blouse one by one, exposing her lace-cladded black bra encasing her luscious small tits. The rest of the girls were stunned also as they witness Mina going bare-naked in front of you. Throwing the piece of clothing aside, she then moved through her skirt, unzipped and dragged them down to the ground.
You gawked at the incredible view of Mina in her favorite set of black lingerie partnered by enticing suspenders that holds her thigh-high stockings. She pushed you to the wall and cornered you there. Tilting her head aside, she glanced at the other members who couldn’t do anything but to anticipate what’s about to occur afterwards.
“I’m going to punish you all for what you did to me. That means I’m going to discipline this pathetic little boy while all of you only get to watch me empty his balls and make him submit and ravage me under my commands. Understood?”
They all nodded with an unspoken dismay present in their face, but Mina doesn’t give a single damn about it. She then went down on her knees, take off your pants and boxers, and wield the already erect beautiful piece of meat in her dainty hands.
You watched all the girls occupy the carpet and the couch, removing their lower garment to let their pussies free from the lingering sensation that Mina has given effect of her sudden persona transformation. They made their fingers go to work, groping their tits and inserting their digits in each to their sopping wet slit.
“Good luck, YN. You’re in the hands of Sharon now.” Jeongyeon concerningly reminded you.
You matched Mina’s sharp gaze and devilish gaze. She began pumping your cock with her fist close to her lewd face. You inhaled and braced yourself at the immense pleasure she’s given you already.
“You better keep up with me, boy. I won’t go easy on you today.”
Pre-cum escaped from your tip, Mina blew her warm breath at your pinkish head. She cackled as she watched you tremble. Lifting your cock, she gave a long lick from your full balls then the underside and up to your plump end.
To the person that wanted this, I hope you like it.
General Notes: So after I answered all the asks and requests, I got a lot done with the Taeyeon fic; I actually finished it. Now I'm left wondering which fic I want to work on next, considering the great ideas y'all have given me.
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Next Part
You rush backstage as you desperately try to finish all your tasks. For the first week as a personal assistant to one of the true queens of kpop, you expected a large amount of work, but it seems you underestimated the amount of work that needs to be done. You hear your boss call out to you, “Hey, are you alright? You look like you’re going to pass out.”
“Yes, I’ll be fine. It’s nothing that I can’t handle.” You bend over, hands on your knees; you’re utterly exhausted.
“I can see you’re running yourself ragged; take a break. You’ve earned it. Here have some water.” As you look up at your boss, you can’t help but marvel at her beauty for a second. Kim Taeyeon is one of the most beautiful and influential idols of all time. You had seen her debut when you were a child, and since then, you’ve been a massive fan of hers.
“Thank you” You grab the water bottle and take a sip. Taeyeon keeps her eyes on you, looking you up and down; staying calm is tricky as you meet her gaze. You end up choking on the water.
“You should really take a rest. Here, come with me.” She takes hold of your hands, bringing you along to her dressing room. As you enter, she locks the door behind you. She sits on the large sofa; looking at you, she pats the seat next to her. You sit next to her; an awkward moment passes as you sit there stiffly. “Put your head on my lap.” You turn your head to her, unsure if you heard her right. She pats her lap. “Come on, you heard me.” As you hesitantly lay your head on her lap, you feel the soft skin of her thighs against the side of your face. It’s incredibly calming to you. Her hands begin to play with your hair, “You’ve been putting in a lot of hard work. Thank you.”
“I haven’t done much. I’m just doing my best for you. I’ve been a big fan of yours for a long time.”
“Really? That’s nice to hear. You should give yourself more credit, though. Most people would have given up with the number of things I had you do. You’ve been such a good boy” Taeyeon’s tone changes with that last part, her voice becoming more seductive. You don’t know what it was about, but hearing her say that made you hard. As you lay there, you hope that Taeyeon doesn’t notice. To your dismay, as you look up at her, she’s looking right at your bulge. A grin forming, she says, “You don’t have to worry about that. Here let me help my good little boy.” She undoes your belt and begins to start pulling down your jeans. “You’ll have to help me take off your pants.” You follow along, kicking them off. Taeyeon’s hand starts rubbing your bulge through your boxer, “My baby’s so hard for me. Do you like the feeling of mommy’s hand rubbing your cock?” You never once expected Taeyeon to be like this, for her to be calling herself mommy. Honestly, it turned you on. You have to respond to her.
“Yes, mommy, I love it,” Taeyeon smirks upon hearing you; she leans over to plant a kiss on your cheek.
“Let’s get rid of these boxers of yours. Let mommy see your cock” You do as your told, getting rid of the last thing keeping your cock away from Taeyeon. In a surprised voice, she says, “Oh, my baby is so big.” Taeyeon’s hand reaches for your cock; she grasps it firmly. She begins to stroke your cock. Her soft hands feel like heaven as she moves up and down your shaft. You moan her name as she continues to stroke you. “That’s right, baby, let mommy hear your moans.” She stops, lubricating her hand with spit before starting to stroke your cock faster.
“It feels so good, mommy.” You can feel yourself coming closer to your orgasm; you try to hold out as long as possible. Taeyeon notices you struggling to hold on. With her free hand, she continues to pat your head.
“It’s okay, baby; you can cum. You don’t have to hold it in. Cum for mommy.” At that moment, you release all the tension in your body, spurts of cum covering Taeyeon’s hand. “You really came a lot for mommy. Let’s have a taste.” Taeyeon sucks on her fingers, eating all the cum on them. Watching her do that makes you grow hard again. “Oh my, it seems like you still have a lot of energy. Let me get up.” As you move, Taeyeon stands up, removing the straps of her dress. It falls to the floor. You see now that she wasn’t wearing any panties or a bra. “Why don’t you sit back and let me take care of you.” Kneeling between your legs, Taeyeon takes hold of your cock again, giving you a couple of strokes. She then kisses the head of your cock. The feeling sends shivers down your spine. Taeyeon slowly plants kisses down the length of your cock; she licks the underside as she makes her way back to the head. Her warm tongue makes you melt. She finally takes you into her mouth, slightly turning her head, so your cock rams the inside of her cheek. “My baby tastes so good. Does my baby love having mommy suck his long hard cock?”
“Yes, mommy.” You beg Taeyeon to keep going with your tone of voice, and she does. She moves to take all of you inside her. A moan escapes you as you hit the back of Taeyeon's throat. It grips onto your cock so tightly, the pleasure increases as Taeyeon starts to hum. The vibrations send waves of pleasure over you. You manage to warn Taeyeon, “Mommy, I’m gonna cum.”
She takes you out of her mouth for a second, “It’s okay, baby, cum inside mommy’s mouth.” Going back to sucking you off, Taeyeon also starts playing with your balls. You start cumming down Taeyeon’s throat. She’s able to drink it all as it comes. As she finishes swallowing your cum, she stands up to plant a kiss on your forehead. “You’re such a good boy cumming so much for mommy. There’s something I need from you now. I need you to fuck me”. Taeyeon straddles you lining herself up with your cock, the head rubbing against her wet lips before taking the plunge into her folds. Taeyeon’s pussy warmly accepts you; She moans, “Yes, baby, you’re so good.” She raises her hip, then drops them, slowly getting into a rhythm. You can feel her walls trying to keep you inside. Trying to drag you further into her pussy. As you look at Taeyeon’s face, you see she has her eyes closed, an expression of pure bliss as she rides you. “Baby, suck on my tits. Suck on them like a good little boy.” You latch onto one of her tits, your hand kneading the other. Taeyeon lets out another loud moan, “That’s it, baby, suck on mommy’s tits.” Your tongue runs over her tit, gently flicking her nipple when you pass over it. In your hand, you rub her nipple between your thumb and pointer finger. Taeyeon starts to quicken the pace, her riding growing ever faster. Her slick walls begin to tighten around you, and Taeyeon continues to go even quicker.
You’re reaching your limit. “Mommy, I’m gonna cum,”
Exasperated, Taeyeon moans, "That’s okay, baby, I’m cumming too. You can cum in me. Cum inside, mommy. Fill mommy with your seed.” Taeyeon presses you into her chest as you release your cum into Taeyeon’s awaiting pussy. You both scream out in ecstasy as you cum. You both stay in that position for a few minutes, recovering your strength. Taeyeon releases her hold on you, slowly getting off you, your cock sliding out of her. “Oh, look at that, your cock got covered in our juices. I better clean you up.” Taeyeon gets back down on her knees, immediately taking your cock in her mouth, her tongue wrapping it. She takes it out with a pop, planting a kiss on the head before standing back up. As she leans in, getting closer to you, she gently takes hold of your head, capturing your lips. “You were such a good boy for me today. We’ll need to do this again sometime, but you need to get back out there for now. You still have work to do, sweetie.” She’s right; with newfound motivation, you hurriedly put your clothes on.
Before you walk out, you sheepishly ask, “Mommy, can I have one last kiss before I go?”
“Of course, after all, you’re my good little boy,” Taeyeon says, grinning as she plants a kiss on your cheek.
Song Hye-kyo has been dating her much younger boyfriend for months, keeping things sweet and patient. Tonight, after a quiet dinner, she finally guides him through his first time with gentle femdom, loving care, and plenty of pleasure in this fluffy, intimate one-shot.
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The apartment was quiet except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the faint sound of rain tapping against the windows. Hye-kyo had just finished clearing the table after the simple dinner we’d shared — grilled salmon, rice, and some banchan she’d taught me to make last weekend. She moved with that graceful ease she always had, even in casual home clothes: an oversized cream sweater that slipped off one shoulder and soft black shorts that showed off her long, toned legs.
I watched her from the couch, heart beating a little faster than usual. We had been together for almost five months now. She was thirty-eight, successful, elegant, and one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I was twenty-three, still figuring out life after university, and somehow she had chosen me. The age gap had never felt like a problem — not when she looked at me like I was the only person in the room.
She came over and sat beside me, tucking her legs under her. Her hand found mine naturally, fingers interlacing. “You’ve been quiet tonight,” she said softly, thumb stroking the back of my hand. “Nervous about something?”
I swallowed. We had talked about taking things further many times. She had always been patient, never pushing, even when I got shy and awkward. Tonight, after weeks of building tension and sweet kisses that left us both breathing harder, I had finally told her I was ready.
“A little,” I admitted. “I’ve never… done this before. With anyone.”
Hye-kyo’s expression softened even more. She cupped my face with her free hand, thumb brushing my cheek. “I know, baby. And that’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. But if you want to… I’ll take care of you. I promise.”
Her voice was gentle but carried that quiet confidence that always made me feel safe. I nodded, leaning into her touch. “I want to. With you.”
She smiled, the kind of smile that made her eyes crinkle at the corners, and leaned in to kiss me. It started soft, familiar — the same slow kisses we had shared on the couch many nights. But this time there was a new intention behind it. Her tongue brushed mine, teasing, as her hand slid down my chest.
“Come to the bedroom,” she whispered against my lips.
I followed her down the short hallway, heart hammering. The bedroom was warm, lights dimmed low. She closed the door behind us and turned to face me, hands resting on my waist.
“Relax,” she said, kissing me again. “We go at your pace. If you want to stop, we stop. Okay?”
“Okay.”
She helped me out of my shirt first, fingers tracing my chest and stomach with light touches that made me shiver. Then she pulled her own sweater over her head, revealing a simple black bra that held her full breasts. I had seen her in bikinis before during beach trips, but this felt different — more intimate, more real.
“You’re beautiful,” I breathed, unable to stop staring.
Hye-kyo smiled and reached behind to unhook her bra. Her breasts spilled free, heavy and perfect, nipples already hardening in the cool air. She took my hands and placed them on her chest.
“Touch me,” she said softly. “However you want.”
I cupped them gently, thumbs brushing over her nipples. She hummed in approval, leaning into my touch. I grew bolder, squeezing softly, then leaning down to kiss one. When I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked lightly, she moaned, fingers threading through my hair.
“That’s good, baby… just like that.”
I lavished attention on her breasts, sucking and licking while my hands explored her waist and hips. She eventually pulled me up for another deep kiss, then guided me to sit on the edge of the bed. She knelt between my legs, hands resting on my thighs.
“Can I take these off?” she asked, fingers at my waistband.
I nodded. She pulled my pants and boxers down together, freeing my hard cock. It sprang up, already leaking at the tip. Hye-kyo wrapped her soft hand around the base and stroked slowly, eyes fixed on it with clear appreciation.
“So pretty,” she murmured. “And so hard for me already.”
She leaned in and licked a slow stripe from base to tip, then swirled her tongue around the head. The blowjob started gentle — soft kisses, light licks, her warm breath teasing me. Then she took me into her mouth, sucking softly at first before taking more. Her head bobbed slowly, tongue pressing against the underside as she worked me deeper.
“Fuck… Hye-kyo…” I groaned, hand gently in her hair.
She hummed around me, the vibration shooting pleasure up my spine. Spit dripped down my shaft as she sucked harder, one hand stroking the base while the other gently massaged my balls. She pulled off for air, stroking me fast with her slick hand.
“You taste good,” she whispered, looking up at me. “I could do this for hours.”
She took me back into her mouth, sucking with more purpose until I was throbbing. I warned her I was close, but she kept going, eyes locked on mine. I came hard down her throat with a groan. She swallowed every drop, licking me clean afterward with a satisfied smile.
“Good boy,” she praised softly, kissing the tip. “Now lie back.”
I did, and she climbed on top, straddling my waist. She had taken off her shorts earlier, and I could feel how wet she was against my stomach. She reached down and stroked me back to hardness, then guided my cock to her entrance.
“Ready?” she asked, voice gentle.
I nodded. She sank down slowly, taking me inch by inch. The heat and tightness were overwhelming. Hye-kyo moaned softly, eyes closing for a moment as she adjusted.
“So big… you fill me so well, baby.”
She started riding me in cowgirl, slow and deep at first. Her breasts bounced gently with every movement. I reached up and cupped them, squeezing and sucking on her nipples while she rode. She moaned louder, hips rolling in smooth circles.
“Feels so good,” she breathed. “I love having you inside me.”
I thrust up to meet her, making her gasp. She picked up the pace, bouncing faster, hands on my chest for leverage. Her moans filled the room as she chased her pleasure. I rubbed her clit with my thumb, and she came hard, pussy clenching around me as she squirted lightly, warm fluid coating my stomach.
She kept riding through it, then leaned down to kiss me messily. “Your turn. Cum inside mommy.”
The word slipped out naturally, and it pushed me over the edge. I gripped her hips and thrust up deep, filling her with thick ropes of cum. She moaned into my mouth, grinding down to take every drop.
We stayed connected for a while, kissing softly. Then she climbed off and lay beside me, pulling me into her arms. Her hand stroked my back gently as we caught our breath.
“How do you feel?” she asked, kissing my forehead.
“Amazing,” I whispered. “Thank you for being so patient with me.”
She smiled, holding me closer. “I love you. We have all the time in the world. This was just the beginning.”
We talked quietly after that — about how it felt, what we both liked, little things that made us laugh. She was so caring, so attentive, making sure I felt loved and safe the whole time.
Later, we tried another position. She lay on her back and pulled me on top again, guiding me inside her in missionary. This time it was slower, more intimate, eyes locked as I thrust deep. She wrapped her legs around me, heels digging into my back, whispering encouragement and praise.
“You’re doing so well, baby… feels perfect inside me.”
I sucked on her breasts again while moving inside her, making her moan and arch. She came once more, squirting around my cock, and I followed, filling her with another load.
We fell asleep tangled together, her head on my chest, leg thrown over mine. Hye-kyo stroked my hair until I drifted off, whispering how proud she was of me, how much she loved me.
Being with an older woman like her felt like the best kind of gift. She was patient, experienced, and so full of love. And I was the luckiest guy in the world to be hers.
Note: Ladies and gents, I am glad to be making the return of this series! I'm sorry I haven't been updating for like almost a year hahaha. But yeah I hope you guys enjoy it! (Btw I'm super late to this but this was supposed to be published on Minju's birthday but yeah shenanigans... Anyways, Happy Belated Birthday Kim Minju!)
As you're walking down the stairs, you see Eunbi looking very exhausted from work. Part of you wants to ask her if she's alright and hug her but you're reminded of how she rejected you before.
"You're going to university today?" Eunbi asked which you answered with a quick nod.
Before you could continue your way downstairs, Eunbi stopped you. She gave you a canned drink and smiled at you.
"Good luck for today." She said before leaving to her room upstairs.
You knew your feelings for her were sincere but after all she said, you still couldn't comprehend her reason for rejection.
You're still hung up on that moment and your ego kept you from being a little soft towards her. Nonetheless, you hope that it'll soon be okay.
"Hey babe! You're going now?" Your ducky girlfriend asked.
"Yeah. Wanna go together?" Yena shakes her head which was unexpected from her.
"I'm going with Chaeyeon. I want my precious boyfriend to have his time alone. I'm sure you've got a lot to think of, right?" Not that she's wrong but you want someone to talk about your pent up feelings.
"Are you okay with that, babe?" Her little smile briefly made you forget about your problems.
"Sure. Go ahead. But be careful on your way there." Yena nods and gives you a kiss before leaving.
"Well, I guess it's time for me to go." You grab your bag and exit the house.
Today, you felt a bit peculiar. From the interaction with Eunbi to Yena's strange reason for having you go alone to the university.
You were deep in thoughts until all of a sudden you felt someone tapping on your shoulder from behind, distracting your thoughts.
You take a look behind you and see the tsundere tagging along. Hyewon has her arms crossed while having her usual emotionless expression.
"Hey."
"Why are you alone? Weren't you supposed to be with Yena?"
"Well, she said she wants me to have time alone and she's going to university with Chaeyeon."
"I see. Then I'm going with you."
"Sure."
You two walk your way together to the university with silence. As you two approach an empty alley, Hyewon pins you against the wall and eagerly kisses you. You didn't resist and let her do what she wants. She rubs your crotch and tries to strip you.
But you pin her against the wall as soon as she does that. You grip both of her wrist tightly but her leg continued the motion that you intervened. However, teasing her would be better instead so you end the kiss with a bite on her lower lip.
"It'll arrive soon."
"What's gonna arrive?"
"The bus stop is near. You don't wanna be late, don't you?" You leave her and quickly walk your way to the bus stop.
"You fucking bitch. Don't leave me blue beaned, you son of a bitch!"
"Try to hold that until next week! And maybe I'll give you a reward!" You said from afar and smirked.
"This motherfucker..." Hyewon follows you from behind, annoyed and angered.
The sounds from the television lessens the awkward and silent atmosphere in the living room. A grunt of frustration was heard from you as you lost another round of a game.
Then, a voice distracts you from your immersion of the game you're playing.
"Hey."
"Oh hey, Chaeyeon-ah."
"What are you playing?"
"Oh, it's just an online football game. This player kept beating me."
"Don't be too stressed. Here, have some candy." You open your mouth as Chaeyeon feeds you chocolate candy.
"By the way, how long will Yena be in the library? Wasn't she supposed to study with you?" The anxious expression is plastered on Chaeyeon's face which makes you feel suspicious and worried.
"Well umm… S-She said she's gonna study alone… Yeah that's it. Oh wait a minute! I forgot to wash my clothes! I'll be right back."
As if her expression wasn't suspicious enough, her stutter, shaky eyes and awkward actions definitely makes you feel that there's something going on. This in turn made you think of negative things.
"She's studying alone, huh? Or is she studying with someone? Shit what are you thinking? That's your damn girlfriend. She's not gonna cheat on you. Stupid." You make your way to the kitchen to ease your negative but irony thoughts by drinking cold water.
You reach the kitchen and the girl you makeout with just days ago is there in her white top and white sweatpants.
"Ah, you startled me! H-Hey…"
"Hi there. What are you doing?" You slowly approach her.
"I-I'm just making coffee. Do you want coffee too?"
"Sure, why not?" You stand right beside her as you open the kitchen cabinet.
You grab a jar of biscuits and take a bite at one. As you're munching, you take a look at Chaewon making coffee beside you.
Suddenly, you remembered the sloppy and rough sex you had with her just days ago. You look again at her curvy figure and instantly you have a boner in your pants.
At that moment, you're quickly blinded by lust. You scoot closer to her and your right hand moves to her petite ass. She was surprised as she felt your hand caressing her ass.
"Uhh… I don't think this is-" All of a sudden, you lean closer to her ear.
"You're a good little girl, aren't you?~" Chaewon gasps sensually as you talk to her. Your lust towards her turned you into a totally different person.
"P-Please… Not right now-" You trail your finger from her perineum to her asshole, slowly caressing her. Chaewon bites her lips and her whole body shivers from the sensation of your finger.
"What's my name again?" You whispered to her ear.
"D-Daddy~"
"Good girl~ Now, what do you want daddy to do for you?~"
"Y-You can use me~ I'm a good girl~ You can treat me however you want~"
"Can I do it right now?" You went behind her and hugged her as you kissed her neck.
Just then, you heard voices from the living room that stopped whatever you're doing to Chaewon.
"Oh hey Chaewon-ah. What are you both doing here?" Chaeyeon asked.
"Oh umm, I'm making coffee for him."
"I see. Wait, are you ill? Your face is all red."
"Yeah. Why is your face red? Do you have a fever?" You added, pretending you knew nothing about the reason she's 'blushing'.
"I'm alright. Maybe it's just the heat from the coffee." Chaeyeon frowns in confusion.
"Okay… Anyway, I'm just letting you know that I'll be going to Eunbi unnie's office."
"Her office? Why?" Chaewon asked.
"Unnie said she wanted to discuss something with me. I don't know what it's about though."
"Well, have a safe journey." You said.
"Thanks. I'm going now. Bye!" Chaeyeon waves goodbye to both of you.
As soon as you hear the door closes, your hand automatically moves to Chaewon's ass. She gasps and looks at you.
"Right here, right now?" Chaewon asked. Her eyes are filled with lust and you closed the distance between you and her.
"Do you want it?~" You whisper in Chaewon's ear, making her body shiver. She eagerly nods and grabs your hand on her ass.
Suddenly, the image of your girlfriend appeared in your mind. You got a hold of yourself and realised that you shouldn't be doing this. You remove your hand from her ass and turn her body to face you.
"I need you to do something for me."
"What is it?" You lean in to kiss her lips and the kitchen is filled with smooching sounds from both of you. You pull away and look into her beautiful eyes.
"If you manage to hold your sexual desire for a month, I promise I'll give you the best reward."
"Promise?" You caress your thumb on her lips.
"I promise. Right now, you're gonna resist any sexual urges towards me."
"Alright daddy- Wait no- I mean yeah alright."
"You're quick to adapt. Is the coffee done?"
"Right, the coffee." Chaewon goes to get your coffee that she's made for you.
"Here you go."
"Thanks. Now, let's go chill in the living room…" You lean into her ear.
"Babygirl~" Chaewon closes her eyes but then realises your request.
"H-Hey! Don't tease me like that." She hits you on your arm and you chuckle at how cute she is when getting teased.
"You look so cute when you blush."
"Whatever!" She walks to the living room, feeling embarrassed by your teasing.
As she walks away from you, you realise that what you're doing is wrong. You've committed infidelity towards Yena. You feel sorry towards everyone because of your actions.
But mistakes are irreversible. All you can do right now is to fix the whole situation. And the whole situation starts from Eunbi. You've got no choice but to make amends with her.
Before Yena, you considered Eunbi as your love until that moment happened. And then you rethink again about your relationship with Yena.
You're reminded of Hyewon's words just days ago. Are you and Yena only love each other by lust? Or are you trying to make Eunbi feel jealous of you?
Anyhow, you feel conflicted about this whole situation and you don't know how to solve this. You just wish things wouldn't happen so abruptly like this…
You're currently studying in the room while listening to your study playlist. Nothing beats sentimental songs to calm yourself whilst studying.
As you're laser focused on figuring out the correct polysemous words in your homework, a sudden knock at the door distracts your focus.
"Come in." The door opens revealing the purest girl in the house, Kim Minju.
"Oh, you're home."
"Yeah. Hope you don't mind I came in here, oppa."
"Yeah sure. But what's the occasion?"
"Uhh…" Minju slowly takes a seat on your bed.
"Actually I wanna ask you something."
"Go ahead."
"Can you help me study? I really can't seem to figure out the answer to the homework I've been given." Her black orbs with that frown, sort of begging-like expression gets a chuckle out of you as you find it very cute.
"Absolutely. Come here." You gesture for her to sit beside you in which she did so.
She opens her book and shows you the problem she's having difficulty with.
"Well, this is quite easy. You're having difficulties trying to figure out which one is which, right?" Minju nods.
"Okay so, this one is the Golgi apparatus and this is the smooth endoplasmic reticulum. Golgi apparatus has much more shape on it. If you look at it in a certain way, I think it's like the small intestine."
"Ah, is that it? So the smooth endoplasmic reticulum looks like the large intestine?"
"It doesn't necessarily look like it. It's tough to differentiate rough and smooth endoplasmic reticulum. But both are always close to the nucleus."
Minju lets out a series of reactions to your teaching. You explained the functions of the cells in the most simple way possible. Soon after, she's able to figure out all the cells and their functions thanks to your comprehensible teaching and direct explanation.
"Thank you very much for teaching me, oppa! I appreciate you a lot!" Her smile is so sweet that you couldn't help but to smile as well.
"Anytime, Minju-ya."
Minju quickly goes through the cells and their function again and you're impressed by how much she had understood what you taught her minutes ago.
"That's very great. You've got it all correct."
The cute little fennec fox celebrated in excitement and you feel like you just want to hug this pure and precious girl. Then, she shows the top of her head to you which makes you confused.
"Why? What's wrong? You've got something on your hair?"
"Ah, I forgot. Eunbi unnie used to pat my head when I always did a good job. Sorry for making you confused." This girl never fails to make you smile. You guessed that all she wanted was to be complemented by her hard work.
Rather than patting her head, you caress her hair and compliment her instead. She closes her eyes feeling fulfilled.
"To be honest, I wanted to get spoiled like this. My sisters rarely would spoil me so it feels nice to get spoiled by you, oppa."
"Alright. If you want to get spoiled a lot, just come to me."
"Really?" Her orbs light up in excitement. You nod while smiling at her.
"Yeay! Oppa's gonna spoil me!" She leans her head on your shoulder and you pat her shoulder.
"Sure sure."
"With that in mind, can I ask you a favour?"
"What is it?" She sits straight and politely.
"Uhh… actually…"
"Ask ahead."
"Oppa, I have a boyfriend." You were surprised to know about this information as you thought she just might be into study than into relationships.
"And I want him to know how much I appreciate him. In return, I would do anything for oppa. Just ask me and I will do it."
"Alright sure."
"Well uhh… This might be an awkward favour but… can you teach me?"
"Teach you what?" You could see how hesitant she is which sparked the curiosity inside you.
"Can you teach me… to have sex?"
Things escalated very fucking quickly.
"What?"
"I know it's an awkward favour to ask but please… Teach me to have sex. I just want him to know how much I love him and appreciate him. And I want our first to be as perfect as it can be." You tried to process what she had just said moments ago.
What a turn of events is what you're mentally saying and clearly you didn't expect this to happen. And it's coming from the girl who you thought was very kind and pure.
"Uhh… that's…" You couldn't even utter your words properly.
"Why? It's awkward, isn't it?"
"Umm… look. First times are meant to be just as it is. It's not always perfect nor does it need to be."
"But I want it to be special. We've been dating for about a year. Shouldn't we step into that boundary now? What do you think, oppa?"
"Well for me, I think you should really take it slowly. You need to be ready to have your virginity taken away by someone you love."
"I am a hundred percent ready."
"Even if you are ready, would he be ready?" Minju looks down as she just realised the truth in your words.
"But still, I want to have the experience. I just don't want it to be awkward." Hearing her voice filled with disappointment makes you feel guilty and you couldn't continue advising her.
"Do you love him a lot?" Minju nods.
"Do you want him to enjoy sex with you?" Another nod came from her as you put your hand on her shoulder. You let out a sigh, thinking that you might regret doing this to her.
"Alright then. I'll help you with it." As soon as you said it, her eyes sparkled looking at you.
"Really oppa?"
"But! Only for this time. Don't ask for this again."
"Of course, oppa!" Minju nods enthusiastically.
"So, how do I start?"
"Well first of all, you don't start abruptly like that. You need to engage in a conversation."
"Conversation? Like what?"
"Well, talk about anything. And then when you feel like it's the right time to kiss, you kiss him. Don't be in a rush with it. Look into his eyes and then slowly lean into him." Minju did as you told, leaning closer into you.
"Like this?"
"Yeah… I guess." You were a bit flustered by her action.
"So, what do I ask you?"
"Well, I guess you could ask about how his day has been. Maybe have a conversation about his preferences. Likes and dislikes. Probably ask about his background or whatever."
"And then kiss him?"
"I don't think you should kiss him in the middle of the conversation. I mean like when he's talking and everything. Like, have a conversation with him and then when you feel like you both feel connected, that's the right time for a kiss."
"I see. Should we try it now?"
"I mean sure. So, how's the study going? Was it stressful or just a piece of cake for you?"
"Absolutely stressful. Like, I haven't got much time to enjoy things properly unlike my older sisters."
"Is that so? Study must've been very tough for you."
"Yes. I feel so drained even just after completing one homework. Sometimes I just want to relax and have a nice time at home while listening to music."
Both of you continue having the conversation just to find the right moment for a kiss. She looked enthusiastic when talking about her crush.
At that moment, you feel a sense of responsibility to not disappoint her and guide her properly. You get to know a bit about her as well throughout the conversation.
At some point, you find how beautiful Minju is when she smiles. Her eyes disappeared and her lips curved into a sweet and innocent smile.
Minju closes the distance between you two and you both stare into each other's eyes. Her eyes move to your lips. She stares at it and leans closer towards you.
Your lips connected briefly with hers and parted with a slight sound of smooching. You stood still without any movement, except your eyes, staring at her warm and soft lips.
She leans in again, giving another kiss while one of her hands rests on your cheek. She closes her eyes, savouring the moment with you.
Instead of letting the kiss be static, you guide her by moving your lips like the ocean waves engulfing one's body.
Minju lets her guard down, trusting your guidance. Both of your hands touch her waist before moving to her neck and parted your lips from the kiss.
"Breathe a little." She inhales and exhales before you resume the kissing session.
The room is slowly filled with romantic and sexual tension. You can't help but to take her clothes off, intoxicated by lust.
Minju lets you do things to her, in hopes of gaining experience to give her boyfriend the most amazing sex of his life for the first time.
At times you would part from the kiss to let the both of you have a little breather in between so you both wouldn't get suffocated by the lack of oxygen.
Automatically, she lays herself down as you get on top of her, undressing every bit of clothes she's wearing. A little squeeze on her petite breast earned you an airy moan from Minju.
Lust has almost completely filled your sense of reality. Both of your hands intertwine with hers while you pin her. The cherry lip balm she put on was probably the reason you couldn't bring your lips away from hers.
You took your clothes off and the feeling of her hands caressing your body stimulates your lust.
The thought of taking her first for sure does excite you but being the responsible person you are, you keep thinking that this is only to help her and no more than that.
You guide Minju's hand to your semi erect dick and she suddenly flinches when her hand comes in contact with it.
"It's okay, it's okay." You assured her and slowly, she starts stroking your dick, making it fully erect.
You moan by the sensation of her warm hand moving up and down. You don't want to leave her dry so you move your fingers to that tight virgin pussy of hers.
Slowly, you rub her labia and her clit, earning you another series of airy moans from her. The more you rub, the more she moans and her breath gets shaky.
You kiss those sweet cherry lips of hers as you insert a finger inside her. She moans with her mouth closed and her hand movement on your dick seemed to be halted by your pleasuring.
You stopped fingering her and told her to get on top of you. Minju continues her handjob while you observe her.
Without saying a word, Minju suddenly licks your tip, causing you to flinch. You were quite surprised by her bold move.
"Is this how you do it?" She asked with that innocent face of hers. You nod slightly and she continues her action.
She swirls her tongue around your tip sending tingling sensations all over your body. She licks from your balls, your rod, to your tip.
You didn't know Minju could even think of doing that. Then, Minju starts kissing your abs all the way up to your neck. She leans in closer to your ear whilst stroking you.
"Does it feel good?~" Her seductive tone made you almost lose your sense of reality.
"Is it time to put it in?" She asked while looking into your eyes. Suddenly, a sense of dominance sparked inside you.
You switch positions with her and she pulls in your head for a kiss before guiding your cock into the entrance of her wet virgin pussy.
"Put it in, oppa." You slowly push your hips and her face scrunches in pain as your cock enters her tight cavern.
You grunt painfully as her nails start digging deep into your back but soon the pain subsides when she puts her arms around your neck while kissing you.
You keep on reminding yourself that this is only to help her and nothing more, even though it's actually wrong in a way.
Minju guides your hand to her petite breasts and you fondle her pairs gently. You thrust into her with a slow pace, letting her get used to having such a big cock penetrating her virgin hole.
Soon as you see her scrunched up face turned into a face of satisfaction, you start to go a little bit faster with your thrusting.
As you got deeper into her, she let out a little airy high-pitched moan and you felt her leg wrapping around your waist.
You bury your face on her neck and give kisses to it. Her hands trail down to your ass as she keeps letting out a series of expletives.
The peculiar scent of hers along with her high-pitched screams of pleasure fuels your inner desire to fuck her senseless.
If your sanity was fully blinded by the intoxicating pleasure, you would've had it rough and sloppy just like how you did Chaewon.
But you kept yourself together and…
"I feel good, oppa~ Give me- Give me more!~ Ah!~ Have it your way, oppa!~" That statement at the end kept rewinding in your head and you weren't able to control your carnal desires anymore.
You move your hips deeper and then start increasing your thrusting pace. Lustful desires awakened and a plethora of airy moans are heard inside the room.
Your tongue moves its way from her neck to her tits. You swirl your tongue around her nipple and your hand fondles the other tit.
Minju's body jerked as this kind of satisfactory pleasure is a first for her. The deeper you get inside her, the more Minju is also losing herself.
Both of you are on the verge of losing your sanity because of how you both are able to exceed each other's carnal pleasure.
You switch positions with her and now she's on top of you. Her perfect curves and sultry gaze towards you makes you pull her in for another kiss.
Minju pushes your head to her tits and you gladly obey her command, sucking and fondling those beautiful pairs of hers.
You swear you just want to let yourself loose and fuck her right as she deserved but you keep reminding yourself that this is her first time.
The swirling and licking motion of your tongue on her nipples sends shivers through Minju's body. Both of your hands are now squeezing and lightly spanking her curvy ass.
"O-Oppa!~ It's so good!~" Minju exclaimed.
Out of all the sisters you have slept with before, including now, Minju is strangely good with her hips even though it's her first time having sex.
What surprised you even more is that Minju knows how to move her pelvis in a circular motion. She did the motion briefly before moving her hips up and down.
You lay down as your hands are still squeezing her ass and Minju closes her eyes while moaning.
"This feels so good oppa!~ Fuck I think I'm gonna cum!~ Oppa do it on my face!~" She sticks her tongue out.
"Get off, Minju~" She nods while saying yes repeatedly.
But there was something odd about it. Minju couldn't stop moving her hips and kept moaning loudly. If she keeps this pace, you might cum inside her.
The problem isn't about being afraid that she's not feeling unsatisfied but blasting your load inside her WITHOUT protection during her FIRST time worries you more than anything.
"M-Minju-ya… Get off now. Quick! I can't-" You grit your teeth and hold the best you can while trying to get her to get off before you reach your orgasm.
"O-Oppa, I'm cumming!~ Cumming!~" Being intoxicated by pleasure made Minju lose her senses as she couldn't hear a single thing you said other than the sound of skin slapping.
"Minju! Stop Minju- Get-"
"OPPA!~" She exclaimed as she looked up, body trembling from her orgasm.
At the same time, your deep grunt indicates that you had blasted your thick and creamy load inside Minju's virgin cavern.
Minju lays on top of you as you both are taking your breaths after having an intense orgasm.
"Minju…"
"Yes, oppa?"
"You… You might get…" Minju cuts you off with a kiss of her own before laying back on your chest.
"Thank you, oppa."
"Welcome…" And just like that, lights out for Minju.
You shook her a few times but she wouldn't budge. That cute little snore of hers indicates that she had drifted into the dreamland.
There's a high chance that she could be pregnant and that worries you more than anything. Your cock is still inside her, feeling the warmth of her cavern.
But your inner self is telling you that you don't regret having sex with her. You caress her pure, innocent and beautiful face.
Her face is ethereal and her body is magnificent. Minju is a complete package that everyone would die to have. Not only is she visually perfect but she's also the most kindhearted person in the family.
It made you a little confused on how this wholesome girl would be so determined to lose her virginity for her beloved one to have the time of his life during their first intercourse.
No matter how many times you think about it, it doesn't make any sense. From all the times you've spent with her before, albeit somewhat brief, you know Minju is the type that couldn't lie.
Nonetheless, you're still concerned about tomorrow. You're afraid that you might have actually impregnated her and make things more complicated than it is now.
You just hope nothing bad will happen and just in case it happens, you have to mentally brace yourself to solve this complicated problem between you and the sisters.
Just then, you heard a vibration from the desk beside the bed. You grab your phone and check the notification. It was a text from your girlfriend.
"I'm in the mall, having a date with Chaeyeon. I'll get home later. Don't worry, love!"
Another sound of notification comes and you open the message.
"We're chilling at a cafe! And I changed my hair colour."
A sense of guilt has come to surface after seeing that text from her. She's out there going out with Chaeyeon and having fun, fully trusting you at home.
Meanwhile, you're in your bed, with another girl on top of your chest. And that girl is even the sister of your girlfriend. You know the whole situation is kinda fucked up in a way but right now all you feel is guilt.
Guilt for betraying her trust. Guilt for falling into the temptation of your sexual desire. Guilt that you're using her for jealousy no matter how much you hate to admit it.
"How can I turn things back? Back to the way it was… With Eunbi noona…"
Content: Sloppy blowjob, pit-licking, breasts play, lots of kissing, squirting, reverse cowgirl, stand and carry
Note: Ladies and gentlemen I have returned to update you another fic of the Sweet In-Laws series. I apologize to have made you wait for this long for an update but surely I will release another soon enough. Have a good day!
In the sunshine the air was warm, and that warmth was particularly pleasant with the invigorating freshness of the morning frost still in the air.
The untimely intervention of your alarm clock wakes you up from your sleep. With an eye open, you grab your phone and turn off the alarm.
A small and cute whimper is heard beside you. The adorable ducky that you now have your utmost attention for is sleeping soundly.
You caress her flawless face and give a kiss to her forehead. Your action causes her to smile and opens her eyes.
Her sweet smile causes you to pinch her cheeks because you couldn't handle her cuteness.
"Morning baby~" She said in her attractive husky voice.
"Morning babe~" You kiss her forehead again.
"Had fun last night?" She nods and kisses you on the lips.
"Very very fun. Crazy to think how we became lovers overnight." You chuckle.
"Yeah indeed. But, are we gonna tell them about this?"
"Sure, why not?"
"You sure?" You smile even though she had just given words of confirmation to reveal your relationship with her.
"Hundred percent sure." She kisses you and soon it turns to a steamy kiss. But she pulls away and puts a finger on your mouth.
"Save it for later. I have a date today."
"A date? With who?"
"With Chaeyeon. We promised to go to the shopping mall today."
"I see." Then, a question appeared right at that moment. But you hesitate to ask her about it.
"Is there anything you wanna say?" You were surprised at how she could catch your thoughts.
"You look like you wanted to say something. I noticed you always look around when you have a question."
"Well umm… I find it strange since the first day I'm here. Why do all of you have different surnames?"
"Well, to explain it would be a bit complicated. But I'll tell you anyway." She fixes herself to properly explain the answer to your question.
"So basically, our dad's a douchebag to all of us and to mom. We had a huge family conflict which caused some of us to want to change our surnames."
"What happened?"
"It's a bit frustrating to retell the story, but I'll try. Our dad had an affair with his secretary and she had conceived his baby. We despised him for it despite our mom telling us to not hate him."
"But why?"
"*sigh* Well, we got two fucked up parents. We hate her so much for still loving dad even though we all knew and she knew about his infidelity."
"Damn… That's one cruel one-sided love."
"It's shit. And one incident made all of us despise him very much. He divorced mom and beat her up because she didn't want to sign the divorce papers." You see Yena starts tearing up as she remembers that day. You lean closer to her and caress her shoulder.
"And then she…" Tears start flowing from her eyes and you comfort her by hugging her and patting her back.
"Thankfully, she survived. But she was diagnosed with Alzheimer. We wanted to take care of her but… all of us became negligent towards mom. Hyewon and Eunbi unnie despised her so much because she still loves dad even after what he did to her."
"I-I'm… I'm sorry to hear that."
"She's in better care now. Chungha unnie took her to a nursing home. We sometimes visit her. Eunbi unnie did visit her several times but Hyewon never did." You wipe the tears from her face and hug her.
"It's alright, it's alright."
"And so we changed our surnames except for Chungha unnie, Minju, Chaewon, Minji unnie and Chaehyun."
"Minji unnie and Chaehyun?"
"Minji unnie is the eldest. Currently in the UK for study. Although I know that she's just having fun with guys there. Chaehyun is babysitting Chungha unnie's kids."
"Didn't know you had two more sisters. And I thought Eunbi noona was the eldest."
"Well, now you know." You lean closer and give her a kiss.
"Sorry to hear all of that."
"It's alright. By the way, what happened between you and Eunbi unnie?" The smile from your face slowly disappears because of that mention.
"Babe, you can talk to me about it."
"I-I'll… I'll tell you about it later. Not now." You peck her forehead.
"Alright then."
"Is shower available for two?" Yena smirks and she walks to the door in her lingerie.
"If you're fast enough, it might be available for two." She winks at you before leaving. You scoff and smile before chasing her to the bathroom.
Later, the newly formed couple go downstairs for an usual family breakfast. The two keep smiling at each other while making their way down.
The mischievous planners and main shippers of you and Eunbi who were downstairs were confused looking at you and Yena coming down together with suspicious smiles.
They didn't say a word and walked to the dining table. Chaeyeon comes out of her room and knocks on Hyewon's door before joining the four who were already sitting at the dining table.
Eunbi and Hyewon both exit their room simultaneously. But what Eunbi immediately sees as soon as she gets out of her room is you.
She keeps her eyes on you while Hyewon still with her "don't-give-a-fuck" attitude, eating the food first before the eldest.
"Hey, show some respect." Chaeyeon reprimanded Hyewon.
"Who gives a fuck about hierarchy? Not that important in the family."
"This girl…" Hyewon takes a glance at you but you just keep your eyes on Yena. Your unusual, full of love gaze towards Yena raised suspicions inside her mind.
"Uhh… Everyone." Yena said, gathering all their attention.
"I-I… have an announcement to make."
"What announcement?" Minju asked.
"First of all, I know it's a bit too fast for us to reveal this but I think you all should know this. I uhh… I-I…" She looks at you and you know she's struggling to say it aloud.
"Me and Yena, we're dating each other." You said as you stood up while holding her hand, much to the surprise of everyone there.
"H-How…" Chaewon said, confused.
Chaeyeon frowned from the reveal and was as confused as Chaewon and Minju, given that recently they both had done it secretly in school.
"We just clicked as we spent more time overnight. I genuinely have feelings for her."
"And me too…" Yena immediately looks at Eunbi as she knows her sister was into him first.
Eunbi was there, speechless. She didn't have any reaction from their relationship reveal. She's just there looking at them without saying or doing anything.
"I-I know this is a bit awkward but we genuinely love each other." Yena added.
"Bullshit." Hyewon said, interrupting the moment.
"You can't call that love when you two just been fucking each other all night. That's not love, that's lust." Hyewon looks at Eunbi before looking back at you.
"That's not love, that's just using someone for jealousy." Hyewon stands up and leaves them.
You know from Hyewon's gaze that she's very fucking pissed because of everything that just happened.
"Things escalate so damn quick, I don't even have anything to say." Chaeyeon said.
"But you just spoke." Minju said.
"It was just a figure of speech." Chaeyeon replied to Minju.
You look at Eunbi's emotionless face. Little did you know that you had broken her heart without her verbally speaking or physically showing it.
Your anger has blinded the genuine feeling of affection towards Eunbi. And you shifted that anger into an affection towards somebody else.
"Congrats you two." Eunbi has found the words to speak to you two.
"Thanks… unnie." Yena said, hesitated.
"I gotta go to work now. Client meeting is at 9 and it's 8.35 now. Talk to you all later." Eunbi stands up and leaves while both you and Yena don't really know what to do at the moment.
Yena sits back down and continues eating her meal and you follow her afterwards. You're feeling quite puzzled after hearing what Hyewon said.
A knocking sound from the door disturbs her focus on her work.
"Come in." She said before the door opened.
Eunbi takes a look at the individual and smiles.
"What's up, sis?" Eunbi said.
"Unnie, I'm sorry if I'm interrupting you."
"Nope, you didn't. What's wrong?"
"I… I wanna talk to you about my relationship with him." Eunbi forced a smile.
"What about it? You both disagree on something?"
"No. I just wanna say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to have feelings for him. I know you both have mutual feelings for each other. You love him so much."
"It's my mistake anyway. Surely he's a great boyfriend, isn't he?"
"You spent the most time with him. Me and the others would just interact with him occasionally. But you both were… something else with each other."
"Look, Yena-ya. I advise you to just spend time with him like I did. Besides, me and him we're… Anyway, that doesn't matter. You should accept the fact that you're both now lovers."
"But unnie-"
"Sis, please. Don't make things get complicated. Take care of him. He's yours." Yena feels more guilty when she looks at her sister, Eunbi, having that forced smile and saying words that surely hurt her own emotions.
Not wanting to see her forced facade anymore, Yena makes a decision to leave.
"If you say so. I'll take care of him." Yena stands up and heads towards the door.
"Unnie, do you remember the time whenever we were given something, we would always share it?"
"Yes. Why?" Yena smiles at her.
"Sharing is caring." She exits her sister's office, leaving Eunbi to process what she had just said.
In the empty living room, you stare at your phone and let out a sigh. You keep thinking about Eunbi's blank expression earlier.
What was the actual meaning behind that emotionless face? You try to figure out every possible answer but still are doubtful of them.
Just then, a petite girl comes and takes her seat beside you.
"Hey."
"Oh hey, Chaewon-ah." You were quite surprised to see her in this kind of outfit.
"I saw you alone in here. What's the matter?"
"Nothing. Just got a little bit of a headache." You said as you massage your temples.
"Do you want me to help with that?" Chaewon offered.
"Really?" She nods.
"Well, be my guest." Chaewon sits down and lays your head down to her lap.
"Do you mind if I do it like this?"
"Yeah sure. Just do it like this. I'm okay with it."
"Alright." Chaewon starts massaging your head as you close your eyes. The sensation of your temple being rubbed sends shivers through your body.
Silence filled the atmosphere until Chaewon decided to speak.
"Hey, can I ask a question?"
"What is it?"
"What happened between you and Eunbi unnie?"
"Why do you wanna ask about that?"
“Well, it seems to me that you both quite possibly had an argument with each other and now you both treat each other like strangers.”
"Well, this is a big fall out."
“Don’t people sometimes have a fall out?”
"Surely not."
"Yes it is! Look, it's obvious that something had happened between you two. You both seriously looked like lovers but now you act like you don't know her." You got a bit annoyed by Chaewon's words.
"Hold on. If anything, the problem is between Eunbi noona and me. Why do you wanna know that much?"
"Because she's my sister, duh. I should know about this. And as the matchmaker of you and Eunbi unnie, I am hugely disappointed at this whole situation." You were surprised to hear that.
"Sorry, what?" On the other hand, Chaewon realized that she had revealed something crucial to the matchmaking operation that she came up with.
"So, you tried to make Eunbi noona and me fall in love with each other?" Chaewon starts panicking as she sees the anger in your eyes.
"Well umm, so let me explain. I wasn't the only one who's behind this. There's another mischievous little girl who came up with this plan too and I was just-" You, who were seconds ago had your head on her lap, now faces her closer as she tries to explain everything to you.
"Very mischievous, aren't you?"
"W-What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Well, I guess you could say I'm trying to punish you because of what you've done." Chaewon gulped as you slowly caressed her arms.
"D-Don't…"
"Don't what?" You continue teasing her by caressing her thighs.
Chaewon looks into your eyes and your eyes are filled with lust. You stare into her for a while before she leans for a kiss.
The kiss lasted short but as soon as she pulls away for a brief reality check, you pull her back into a lust filled fantasy.
You kiss her lips and gently bite her lower lip. Chaewon succumbs to your kiss even though her mind tries to resist it.
When her arms went around your neck, you knew she had fallen under your control. You take this opportunity and lay her down on the couch.
Still kissing passionately, you move your hand to caress her milky thighs. Your other hand moves to her breast.
But something made you confused. You swore it wasn't like that before. Was it because she always wears loose clothes that don't visibly show them?
Or has she had always been keeping them underneath? Whatever it is, you enjoy the feeling of touching her ample breasts.
She starts moaning as you touch her breasts. That's the reaction you want from her, but of course, you wanted more.
"I-I think we should-" You cut her off by continuing the kiss. But Chaewon stops you again.
"I think… we should… get our clothes off." Chaewon said while panting.
"Why didn't you say that sooner?" You smirk.
"You were kissing me to shut me up."
"Well, sorry about that." Chaewon bites her lips.
"Shut me up again, please." Hearing the word 'please' from her made you waste no time on stripping off her clothes.
She also helps you strip off and within seconds, you're now both naked. She caresses your toned abs and kisses it.
She sinks to her knees and you're standing while grabbing her head. When she looks up at you, it was a picture that you never knew you needed.
Chaewon looking up at you while slowly rubbing your erect dick was something else. With her new bobbed haircut and cute, petite body, it surely turned you on.
Wasting no time, she licks your tip before sucking your veiny dick. The sensation of her tongue dancing around your tip sends shivers down your spine.
You wanna say she's an amateur but how good she uses her tongue makes you question if she ever slept with a man before.
Just like in a porn video, she looks up at you while sucking that hard dick of yours. There were no cameras but it just feels like you're watching porn where in the beginning it starts with a sloppy fellatio.
But Chaewon seems to know what she was doing. You couldn't call it sloppy for how amazing her blowjob is.
However, just as you thought she isn't sloppy, she starts spitting and drooling while stroking your dick. Out of nowhere, Chaewon had her slutty mode turned on.
She tries deepthroating you and surprisingly her gag reflex is strong. Now you're very certain that she has experience in sex, especially foreplay.
That innocent gaze of hers changed into a lust filled gaze. She licks your length and then strokes it.
"Where the fuck did you learn this?~"
"Porn, of course~" She continues sucking sloppily.
Her drool falls down to her chin and to the floor. You never would've thought she would be this messy when it comes to foreplay.
She's probably the messiest out of all the girls in the house you fucked before. Hyewon would be messy at times but never this messy.
You don't even care how this escalated quickly. One moment you were both normally talking to each other, now she's on her knees, drooling.
She strokes your dick while giving kisses to your abs. Her other hand makes its way to your ass and caresses it.
Then, she stands up and kisses you with drools still left on her chin. She pulls away to look at you.
"Don't tell this to anyone." Chaewon said.
"I won't. You keep it a secret too." She nods as you lay her down on the couch.
You slap your dick on her pussy and slide it, stimulating her. Her eyes turned into begging eyes. You could see it clearly how badly she wants your dick inside her.
You comply without saying a word and slowly insert your fully erected dick inside her pussy. Once you go inside her, she bites her lips hard and grips on your arms tightly.
Much to your surprise, her pussy is very tight. It made you wonder again if she had fucked someone before or not.
"P-Please start slow~ It's my f-first time~"
Well, now your questions have been answered. You took her virginity. Both of your hands grab onto her waist and you start thrusting into her.
Not wanting her to feel pain, you start slow like she wanted. But looking again at this petite body of hers, it made you hard to resist fucking her roughly.
"Come here~" She invites you for a kiss and you're more than glad to accept it.
The living room is full of both of your moans. You move to her neck and start sucking on them like a vampire. You wanna leave your mark there and she doesn't resist about it.
Your hands move up from her waist to her breasts. Squeezing and pinching her nipples while slowly speeding up your thrusts as you see her fully succumbed to her own carnal desires.
After marking her neck, you move onto her clean-shaved pit. Though you weren't into that, something about Chaewon just makes you want to taste everything about her.
Your hands pinned hers above her head and your tongue does the job of licking that milky armpit of hers.
Even though it's filled with sweat and a distinctive smell, it didn't stop you from licking them. And apparently, it made Chaewon's breathing erratic.
Her body has the aromatic scent of a flower that you just couldn't name at the moment but it sure does turn you on.
You move to her perky breasts and start working on those pairs. Massaging the other and sucking the other, the pleasure is just overwhelming her.
You keep thrusting your hips into her before setting her up in a new position. You sit down on the couch and her back is facing you.
She slowly sinks down and once again you enter her wet and tight cavern. Though this time, you could move more inside her and she intertwines her hands with yours.
She starts moving her hips and then bounces up and down. In this position, the skin slapping is audible than earlier.
"Gosh, Chaewon-ah you're so fucking good with your hips~"
"Your dick is really reaching into my womb~" A little bit of dirty talk was exchanged between you two.
"Fuck me just like that~ Feel so good~" She added.
You hug her and your hands move to her perky breasts. The more you play with them, the louder she moans. She leans her head back and her back makes contact with your body.
She turns to the right to kiss you. The sound of your lips smooching along with the skin slapping turns you on more.
Your left hand trails down to her clit and starts rubbing them to stimulate Chaewon. You want her to gush out all her juices to your dick.
And after a little while, your wish is fulfilled. Not only is it fulfilled, it comes out with a fountain as a gift.
Because as she reaches her orgasm, she lifts her hips up and squirts all over the floor, and the table.
Chaewon got the best orgasm of her life. Her whole body twitches violently. You would've loved to see her whole reaction if you were in front of her.
But now you want to try something different. You let Chaewon regain her consciousness from the pleasurable orgasm she just had.
Once you see her eyes open and looking at you, you whisper in her ear.
"Wrap your legs around me~" Chaewon obeys you and with all the strength you still have, you stand up while she's clinging onto you like a koala on an eucalyptus tree.
With your hands on her ass, you start thrusting into her rapidly. Her light body makes it easier for you to do this position.
"Fuck~ Yes~ Yes please give me more~" Chaewon begged and it was like a boost that you needed.
Her eyes rolled back feeling the pleasure of her cunt being pounded. You kiss her sweet lips and your tongues dancing together in each other's mouths.
"I feel so fucking good~" Chaewon said.
She hugs you tight whilst moaning as you slow down and she moves her hips. Her body twitches in your arms and you took the opportunity to lick her sweaty pits.
She moves your head from her pits to look at her. Chaewon smiles at you, feeling accomplished. She licks your lips and you slip out your tongue engaging a French kiss with her.
You put her down and you move towards the window of the glass sliding door. Your saliva leaks onto the floor but both of you could care less about it.
You stop French kissing with her and turn her facing the pool outside. You caress her cute little ass before inserting it again. You lean into her to whisper.
"I'm gonna cum all over this cute little butt of yours~ You hear me?~" Chaewon nods as she arched back.
"Now be a good little girl and moan for me~"
"Y-Yes~ Please use my pussy as you want~"
And so, you ram her insides straight away after hearing her plead. You grab a chunk of her hair and pull it as you're fucking her.
You don't care anymore and just fuck her roughly. Your other hand makes its way to her breast. You pinch and pull her nipples and add the stimulation to her pleasure.
"Fuuucckkk!~ Your dick is filling me up~ More~ More please~"
"As you wish~" You start moving your hips at maximum pace.
Normally, you wouldn't do this pace unless you really want to but Chaewon's begging just really makes you want to go rough with her.
You place your chin on her shoulder while both of your hands keep playing with her nipples. You nibble her ear as you moan with your manly voice.
Soon after, you feel the buildup. That feeling of the orgasm buildup is approaching and you fasten your thrusts. You grope her breasts as you bury your face on her neck.
Without warning, you pull out just in time and send waves of cum on her juicy ass as she also dissolves into pleasure. Her body trembles violently and she grips her fist tightly, too overwhelmed by the orgasm.
In a subconscious state, she smiles while moaning and she turns her head to the left to kiss you. The sloppy kiss completes the messy post-orgasm you two had.
"Fuck… That was quite intense…" You take a look at the floor that's full with puddles created from her juices.
"And messy…"
"Shit… So this is how it feels to have sex…" Her smile made you smile as well.
"I never knew you had this side in you."
"Felt so good to finally unleash it." You kiss her again and a string of saliva is connected between you two until you both pull away.
"Wait fuck. Oh fuck!"
"What's wrong?" You asked the panicked Chaewon.
"Yena unnie and Chaeyeon unnie will be home anytime now. Shit, we must clear all this evidence now."
Chaewon immediately goes to her room and grabs a new, unused towel to wipe all the juicy mess on the floor that she made earlier. Suddenly, you have something naughty in mind.
"Let me help." You pretend to help her by fixing the couch's alignment and clean the remaining mess.
While Chaewon's on the floor wiping all the mess she made, you come from behind and grab her ass.
"Wait, what are you- Ahk!~" You really couldn't resist her.
"Continue doing what you're doing. I'll be minding my own business here."
"You asshole." She smirks.
And there goes another round of wild and sloppy sex between you and Chaewon…
Content: Lots of kissing, fingering, blowjob, breasts play, creampie
Note: How long has it been? A month? 2 months? Anyway, it's harem time~ (Before I forgot, thank you @firagaarmor for helping me proofread the draft!)
The first rays of sunlight lit up the room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in and woke you up from sleep.
You rub your bleary eyes and slowly open them to see the familiar scent and view of the room. You turn your attention to your right and see a sleeping beauty.
Even when she's asleep, she never fails to amaze you with her beauty. A slight smile on her face during her slumber makes you want to kiss her alluring lips.
You slowly lean in and kiss her lips. But your action caused Eunbi to move and slowly open her eyes. Once she sees you, her lips curved into a smile.
"Good morning." Eunbi said as she caressed your cheek.
"Morning noona." You kiss her forehead and gently touch her lips.
"No matter how many times I look at you, you still look beautiful."
"Thank you. You're good-looking too."
"Did I make you fall in love with my looks?"
"Hahaha. You sure did." Eunbi gets closer to you and snuggles into your arm.
Suddenly, a thought appeared when the question you gave her earlier made you wonder about your relationship with Eunbi.
"Noona."
"Yes?"
"What is our relationship really?"
"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"
"Well, I'm just very confused about... us."
"What do you think?"
"I think we're in something special. You know... more than just sex partners."
"So... you think we're lovers. Is that what you meant?"
"Yes, maybe? I don't know, I'm just very confused. We're close to each other. And we often spend the night together. I think those reasons are enough to solidify our relationship as more than just sex partners." Eunbi takes your hand and smiles at you.
"First of all, I'm sorry if what I'm about to say would upset you."
"What do you mean?" You feel quite nervous about her next sentence.
"I'm sure there are strings attached between us. You feel it and I feel it too. But..."
"But what?"
"We're... We're nothing more than just sex partners. Look let me-" You pull your hand away from Eunbi.
"Sorry what? Can you... Can you say that again? Because I just can't seem to comprehend what you just said."
"Please don't misunderstand this. I do like you but we're not into anything special."
"Noona, if it's mutual then shouldn't we go with it? We like each other and that settles it. We can take this relationship to the next level. Not just out of lust but with love. Noona, I love you." You confess to her amidst the tense situation you're having with Eunbi.
"I... I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say. But surely we could still spend the night as always, right?" You feel dumbfounded by her answer.
Your heart is filled with disappointment and betrayal about her perspective of your relationship with her. You shake your head multiple times and couldn't believe what she had just said.
"Please don't be like this. I'm sorry. Look, being in this kind of relationship is better than being lovers, doesn't it?"
"What? Did you really just..." You scoff at her.
You grab your clothes and leave the room, leaving the flustered Eunbi alone.
"That would be 1500₩." The customer paid for the drinks he bought and left the store.
After the customer left, you continued to think about what had happened earlier this morning. Surely you don't understand why she said that.
It made you very confused, disappointed, and frustrated. Anyone would've thought that you and Eunbi are lovers based on how close you two are.
Even the girls in the household could feel the romantic tension between the two of you whenever you two interact with one another.
Though, this morning was an exception. They felt a different tension between you two. You had ignored her this morning before going to work.
You felt bad for doing so but your ego and anger kept you from being soft towards her. You couldn't believe that she only sees you as a sex partner.
As you're deep in thoughts about the situation between you and Eunbi, someone snapped you out of your thoughts.
"Hey!" You look at the person and see Hyewon.
"Oh hey. Sorry I didn't notice you."
"Been calling you three times. What's with the long face? Is it about this morning?" She asked.
"I thought you're the type to just care about yourself."
"Rude. Is this how you treat your customer?"
"I'm sorry, customer-nim." You bow at her as an apology.
"Very half-hearted but I'll let it pass."
"Anyway, what are you here for?"
"To buy some things, duh."
"And what exactly are you searching for?"
"Could you give me some chips and drinks, please? And also..." Hyewon slides a pack of condoms at the counter.
"Who is it now?"
"Gu Bonggeon."
"What? That drooling fella Gu Bonggeon?"
"Don't even ask. It was a stupid dare from my guy friend." You nod, understanding her situation.
"Hold on a sec. I'll get you some chips and drinks." Hyewon replied with a hum and you go to search for them.
As you're choosing some chips for Hyewon, you could hear a customer chuckling. You assume he's on a phone call and was about to ignore it. Until he says a familiar name.
"Ah, Choi Yena? That cute girl you said that resembles a duck? Yeah, she looks fucking hot. Her bikini pics were fucking draining me. What? Oh, that's perfect. That shy girl would soon turn into a slut when she faced me. I know she loves me so much. We'll see if she's worth more than that brunette." Hearing Yena's name made you pay attention to him.
You eavesdrop on the conversation and pretend to read the content on the chips package.
"What? You had seen her naked once? Bro, why didn't you take a photo of that? Well, whatever. I'm gonna fuck that bitch senseless tonight anyways. She's just another slut that'll go crazy for my dick." He's berating and sexualizing Yena which sparks anger inside you.
Even though Yena and you aren't very close, you both are still related to each other in a way. And for someone sexualizing someone you know and related to you makes you fuming with anger.
"Oh, you wanna taste her too? Well, I guess we're gonna have a party with her in the room tonight hahahaha." You hear the voice fading away, meaning that he's moving away to another section of the convenience store.
You wanted to stand up and punch him in the face but nothing good will come if you use your fists on a customer during your working hours.
But you at least want to see his face and the next time you see him, you swear you'd obliterate that guy. You stand up and see the guy still in conversation on the phone.
However, his face was quite familiar and you try to recall where you have seen him before.
"This is him. He's very handsome, right? He makes such good music and has a good personality. Whenever I look at him, I fall in love over and over again."
You remember him now. It's the guy Yena has been idolizing for a long time, DJ Playz. Your uneasiness towards this DJ Playz guy has been solidified. You were very right to feel suspicious and uneasy about him.
Turns out, he's the opposite of what Yena had described him as. A total pervert. You were fuming but couldn't do anything which made you angrier.
You went back to the counter and scanned all the chips and drinks Hyewon asked for. On the other hand, Hyewon notices your discomfort and perturbed expression.
"Hey, you alright?" Hyewon managed to distract you from your anger towards DJ Playz for a little bit.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's 10000₩." Hyewon paid for the food and drinks before putting them inside an eco bag.
As Hyewon's about to leave, she looks at you and says something.
"Hey. About Eunbi unnie, she loves you more than you think." Her statement completely distracts you from your anger and makes you more confused.
"See you at the university." She leaves the store and you are left with confusion running through your head.
Everyone's currently in the living room watching television together. However, all of them could sense the awkwardness between Eunbi and you.
Since this morning, they've noticed the relationship between you two has bent a little bit. Eunbi tried talking to you but you just ignored her.
Chaewon and Minju kept nudging each other and wondering what happened between the two of you until you both aren't on speaking terms.
On the other hand, Chaeyeon and Yena just looked at each other and the both of you. They knew what each other said without being verbal about it.
Meanwhile, Hyewon kept texting you even though she was just beside you. She kept texting whether you wanted to fix this awkward atmosphere or not. But you said you can't be bothered and made more excuses.
Suddenly, Yena's phone rings, interrupting the uncomfortable tension they have. She accepts the call with a smile and excitement.
Yena rushes upstairs, making you wonder where she's going. But all of a sudden, it strikes you. She's gonna go to a party today. And you remembered who'll be there too.
Your concerned expression didn't go unnoticed by Eunbi. She just kept her silence but continued stealing glances at you.
Remembering what DJ Playz had said about Yena this morning made you feel very uneasy about this. So, you went upstairs and changed your clothes, planning to go with her to the party.
Soon after, Yena comes out with a hip outfit. She wants to look very swag to catch her favorite person's attention at the party.
"Girls, I'll be going to the party! DJ Playz is waiting for me!~" Yena said in excitement.
Hearing her voice downstairs, you come out before she's about to leave for the party. You dressed up just in a simple outfit with a black t-shirt and black ripped jeans.
"Yena-ya! Can I go with you?" Your words got the attention of everyone.
"You wanna join me?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind. Just wanna release some stress after working today." Yena looks at the others before looking back at you.
"Sure then. Come along." Yena allows you to join her and you're relieved with that part.
The other part that has yet to make you relieved is what's gonna happen between Yena and that guy. You hope that there won't be anything that'll harm her.
The girls watch you two as you leave in your brother's other car. You start the engine but before you drive to the destination, you notice something about Yena. You lean in and put her seatbelt on.
"Safety first." You said to her.
"T-Thanks..." Unbeknownst to you, she was blushing from your action.
You change the gear and drive to the location of the party...
Once arrived, you stopped her from getting out. She was very confused about what you were doing. You went to her door and opened it for her. Yena was flabbergasted and she froze.
"What are you doing? Let's go." You tell her while offering your hand.
"Y-Yes? Yeah, let's go." She accepts your hand before getting out of the car.
You both walk into the party and see that people are enjoying themselves. Some of them had already passed out on the floor while snoring. Some of them are in the corner observing people or interacting with one another.
Without any sign, DJ Playz appeared in front of you two with his friends.
"Hello there. Yena, right?" He starts his move on her by extending his hand for a handshake.
Yena couldn't control her excitement and squeals as she meets her favorite person of all time. She immediately handshakes him.
"Oh my gosh! It's DJ Playz! I love you a lot!" Yena just loudly professes her feelings towards him.
"Thank you very much. Heard you're a big fan of mine. And that squeal just settles it." He laughs.
"I've been following your career since you made 'One Night'. That song was a masterpiece."
As she continues to compliment him, DJ Playz looks you in the eye. Then, he looks at you from top to bottom. His gazes were filled with annoyance.
"Thanks a lot. By the way, your boyfriend?" He points at you.
"Ah no. He's my brother-in-law's little brother. He's here just to release some tension." You extend your hand and he accepts it.
"Heard a lot about you. Yena's been praising you a lot. Your songs are good." You try to put an admiring mask on to not put any suspicions.
"Thank you." That was all he replied.
"By the way, Yena ssi. Or could I call you Yena? You could speak comfortably to me if you want."
"Sure! You could talk comfortably with me." He puts his arm around her shoulder.
"Why don't we go over there and hang out? I'll introduce you to the people who've helped me achieve all these things I have." Yena nods and smiles at him.
"That sounds great!"
"Alright let's go. How about you? Do you wanna come along?" You know just from his eyes that he wants you to leave and not join them.
"Ah, it's alright. I'll have fun here. Enjoy your time, Yena-ya."
"Alright! Let's go, Playz oppa!" They head somewhere and leave you alone at the party.
You move to the corner after grabbing a cocktail. You quietly observe the people and also Yena. You could see her in your peripheral vision and keep an eye on her while she's hanging out with the jerk. Then, someone approached you.
"Alone?"
"Yeah? Yeah." You take a sip of your cocktail.
"Are you that guy's fan?" You point at DJ Playz who's now having fun laughing with Yena.
"Him? Nope. But my friend is. She doesn't know his real character."
"Real character? What do you mean?" You asked.
"Before I answer, are you a fan of his?"
"Never personally knew that guy. Not a fan of him either but my..." You paused before a word came to your mind.
"My girlfriend's a true fan of his." He grimaces after you explained to him.
"You better let her know. That guy had slept with a lot of women. He drugged them, gave them aphrodisiac or sleeping pills, and then took them out. This guy's horrible."
After hearing what the man says about DJ Playz, your worry about Yena increases. Your dislike towards him has evolved into hatred.
"Could you help me?" You asked him.
"With what?"
"Keep an eye on my girlfriend and if they went into a room, you let me know. I'll be in the kitchen."
"What's her outfit?"
"She's over there laughing with him." You point at Yena.
"Alright. By the way, your girlfriend's very pretty. You're a lucky dude."
"Thanks, man." You didn't know what to feel about it but a little part of you felt proud of someone calling Yena your girlfriend.
The guy leaves you and you go to the kitchen to find some food. Your uneasiness has increased when she's out of your sight.
You also question yourself for a second time. Was it alright for you to ask someone you just knew to keep an eye on your girlfriend?
Or was he just pretending and he actually works with DJ Playz? You have so many questions running through your head right now.
But the best you could do right now is hope nothing bad happens. You hope you have put your trust in the right guy...
Later, you feel someone tapping your shoulder. You turn around and see the guy you talked with earlier. You felt relieved that he came back to you.
"They went to a room upstairs. You better hurry or something bad is gonna happen to your girl. I have a feeling he might do it to her."
"What about your girl?"
"I managed to pull her away before they invited my girl to the room upstairs."
"Alright, thanks. Hey umm, I might need backup so could you just wait downstairs?"
"Sure man."
You start to make your way upstairs and you stand in front of the room they're in thanks to the information the guy gave you. After taking a breath, you knock on the door a few times.
Nobody opened the door. So you try again. Nothing happens. You start banging on the door and the third time's the charm because the door opened.
"Hello there." You said.
"Who the fuck are you?" A man half-naked said.
Through your peripheral vision, you see someone laying on the bed, getting pinned by someone. You hear noises that don't sound like moans. Instead, it sounds like screams asking for help.
You look at her and see that DJ Playz is forcing himself onto Yena. Yena doesn't look like she's enjoying it.
Matter of fact, she's trying to resist him. The guy notices and blocks your vision, making your attention revert towards him.
"The fuck you're looking at?" The guy looks at you, getting annoyed.
"Shit that looks fun. Can I possibly join that?" The guy scoffs at you.
"That? Don't worry about that. Just don't fucking tell anybody and fuck off." He closes the door on you which has pissed you off.
"Well, my fists are about to get into action today." You said to yourself before knocking on the door again.
The door opens and the half-naked guy gets taken by surprise as you punch him right in the face. You enter the room and encounter two other guys and DJ Playz on top of Yena.
"Ah hello! Lovely night, isn't it?"
"You?" DJ Playz said.
"Hi." You wave at him before landing a punch at a tall and skinny guy to your right.
You proceed to kick another guy in the stomach and kick his balls like you're scoring a goal in a football match. The half-naked guy grabs you from behind but knowing judo, you flip him over and elbow his face, knocking him out.
"Teaming up without me? You're missing the VIP." You shake your head as you knock out the guy you jabbed earlier with a kick to the face.
"W-Wait!" DJ Playz lets Yena go and begs you.
"P-Please I-" You shush him and smile.
"Do you like bowling?"
"B-Bowling?" You nod and show him a sinister smile...
*slam* *crash* *thud*
DJ Playz comes crashing down the stairs as the guy you helped earlier is startled by DJ Playz's beaten-up appearance.
Everyone at the party was shocked and the music stopped as they saw the life of the party lifeless in front of them.
"Don't worry, he's still alive." You said as you come down with the traumatized Yena, her clothes torn from DJ Playz and his friends' doings.
"Bro... How the fuck did you do that?" The guy said.
"Had a brown belt in judo." He's just in awe looking at you while the others are very horrified and confused.
"Listen up everyone. My girlfriend here almost got taken advantage of by her favorite person in the world. Like most of you, she adores and admires him a lot. More than me. If you want proof, it's upstairs."
You walk out of the party with Yena shivering from the traumatizing experience she almost went through. You carefully lead her into the car and then drive back to the house.
You looked at her pale face and felt angry towards DJ Playz for doing such a horrible thing to her. After what you did to him tonight, you don't care if you got in jail for attacking a celebrity.
Right now, all you care about is Yena's wellbeing...
The two arrive home and they look at the girls in the living room. Eunbi, Hyewon, and Chaeyeon were shocked to see Yena's trance-like state with her torn clothes.
"Yena-ya!" Eunbi said as she went toward her sister.
"What the hell happened to her?" Chaeyeon asked, sounding very worried for her sister.
"I'll explain everything later. She's very traumatized so I think she should get some rest." You said and they all nodded.
Yena and you head upstairs, leaving her worried sisters in the living room. Both of you enter her room and you slowly sit her down on her chair.
You notice her tears fall but her face is still looking blank. You sit beside her and pat her back, hoping that it would somehow calm her down.
Silence fills the entire room. You didn't know the right words to say to comfort her. You could only pat her back continuously but to no avail.
"Yena-ya. I think that you should change your clothes. I'll leave you alone first." You mustered up your courage to speak to the traumatized girl.
You stand up to let her change her clothes and leave the room. A heavy sigh was let out as you walked to your room.
On your way, you bump into Eunbi and see her anxious expression. Her breathing was slightly fast and you were certain that her heart was beating fast too.
"Please tell me that Yena is alright."
"She is. But I think that she needs some time alone. It's been tough for her tonight."
"What the hell happened to her?"
"*sigh* Yena... she was almost taken advantage of by her favorite person. That jerk also brought friends and tried to..." You clench your fist remembering what happened. Eunbi gasped hearing your explanation.
"I need to see my sister. Please let me see her." You sigh again.
"Sure." Before you walked into your room, Eunbi grabbed your hand.
"And also... I'm sorry for what I've said. I didn't mean to-" You pulled your hand away and did not let her finish her sentence.
"Just go meet your sister." You enter your room, leaving Eunbi feeling very guilty.
You knock on Yena's door to check up on her. She didn't answer and it made you quite worried.
"I'm coming in now." You slowly open the door and see her still sitting on the chair but is already wearing her pajamas. You take a seat and repeat what you did to her earlier.
"I'm calmed down now. You don't need to pat my back anymore." You remove your hand from her back and awkwardly put both your hands on your thighs.
A minute later, you could hear her sobbing. You see her crying and it hurts you a little to see a pretty girl letting out her tears.
"Why... Just why... I sincerely loved him a lot... I idolised him..." Your hands lost their way as you were thinking whether to pat her back again or not because she's crying.
"I feel so betrayed... I loved him... I really do..." She continued sobbing and you didn't know what to do. Suddenly, an idea strikes you and you start singing a song...
As soon as she hears you singing, she calms down. Her heart feels at ease hearing your sweet voice. It feels like a lullaby to her.
She looks at you who's so focused on singing, trying to calm her down. She slowly lays her head on your shoulder and closes her eyes, enjoying your singing.
Once you've finished, you see her asleep on your shoulder. Your lips curved into a smile as you see her cute sleeping face.
Seeing her makes you wonder if she could be your real girlfriend. Surely you could try but the thought of it just makes you a little excited. But you quickly snap out of it and shake your head.
It's not the time for you to imagine a future with her. Given that your problem with Eunbi is still not done, you shouldn't be dreaming of being with her sister, Yena.
You carefully lift her and put her on the bed. You put a blanket on her and turn off the light, leaving the bedside lamp on.
As you're about to leave, you feel something grabbing your wrist. You look to see Yena's hand and she says something to you.
"Don't leave."
"W-What? You should sleep now. Have a rest."
"I want you." That word surprised you. You didn't expect the situation to turn out like this.
"You want me to do what?" You said, acting dense.
"Sleep with me." You think that she's just spitting out nonsense because her mind is preoccupied with a lot of things.
"Go to sleep, Yena-ya. Talk to you tomorrow." Her grip on your wrist tightens.
"Please... Sleep with me. Please. Make me forget about him. Please..." Hearing her beg was something you never expect to hear but somehow you feel like wanting to fulfill her wish.
You look into her eyes and that's where the resisting game is over for you. You don't care anymore and let the situation play out itself.
"Alright then."
"Lock the door, please." You obeyed her and did what she said. You return to the bed and get on top of her. From there, you don't care what happens anymore.
She caresses your cheek and slowly pulls you in for a kiss. The taste of her lips was very sweet. Was it because of her lipstick? Or was it just her natural taste? Either way, you just continue kissing her.
You could feel that this was different from the others. Surely you did makeout with Eunbi, Hyewon, and Chaeyeon before but with Yena, it felt a bit romantic.
You didn't know what the exact feeling was but it just felt like you were kissing someone you love dearly. You believe that it was the atmosphere that drove you to think like this but once again you ignore it.
All you're thinking right now is Yena. Subtle touches of her tongue lead you to have a French kiss with her. You feel like she's enjoying it as you hear some subtle moans from her.
Usually, you'd be feeling impatient and would ram yourself inside her. But you didn't feel impatient at all. You want to take this slowly. You couldn't lie to yourself that you're enjoying this moment with her.
You want to be gentle with her as you didn't want her to be reminded of what happened earlier. You caress her soft cheek and kiss each part of her face.
Her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her lips, her ears, her cheeks, everything. This in turn makes her feel so appreciated and slowly forget about the incident.
You have never been so gentle to your girls before. But with Yena, you want her to enjoy this as much as possible to ease her mind and her heart.
Your gentle touch sends shivers down her spine and turns her on. She removes your shirt, revealing your body that made her heart beat even faster.
Feeling shy, she's hesitant to touch your body. Noticing this makes you smile as you think it's cute. You grab her hand and let it touch your body.
She blushes even more as she feels how solid your body is. Those 3 months of working out surely pay off for today. You enjoy her cute reaction and make you wanna kiss her again.
Her beautiful and thick lips mesmerize you and you kiss her passionately while intertwining your hands with hers.
Her sweet scent made you grow more impatient but you managed to keep yourself together. Her delicate hands kept caressing your back and toned abs.
You caress her silky smooth hair and your other hand makes its way from her cheek, neck, breasts, stomach, and lastly her thighs.
Her soft moans feel like a symphony that's so melodic to your ears. Unlike her sisters who you have slept with before, Yena's a sensitive person.
Every gentle touch made her moan and squirm. You certainly enjoy actively arousing her sensitive self. Continuously caressing her thighs while kissing her made her impatient.
You feel her hands rubbing your bulge quite aggressively. You're quite surprised at how she's being a bit aggressive when just minutes ago she was sorrowful.
But she distracts you from thinking furthermore with her cute and soft moans. You could tell that she desperately wants to remove her thoughts about earlier by her subtle aggressiveness during your makeout session.
You want to help her the best you can so you return the aggressiveness she gave you. Your hands guide her to strip off your pants first.
She doesn't hesitate and immediately takes it off. You're about to do the same but you're hesitant.
You're afraid that she might suddenly freak out because of what happened to her. To your surprise, she grabs your hands and guides them to take off her clothes.
You believe she notices your hesitancy and you feel relieved about it. The two of you couldn't let your lips away from each other.
Yena's lips have such an addicting scent and texture that couldn't make you quit kissing her. You both are left in your underwear and you start making your way down.
Her neck's your next target while your hands caress her thighs and stomach. She twitches by your touches as she's very sensitive to skinship.
In other words, she's easily turned on. And you never knew you needed a girl that could be aroused easily until now.
After pleasuring her on the neck, you move down to her breasts. Usually, she would wear something comfy whether it was at school or home.
But tonight was the night that you get to see her beautifully shaped breasts. Though it's covered by her bra, you're certain that her pair's a handful.
You kiss her cleavage and give it a little lick before removing the straps from her shoulders. You slowly pull it down and her breasts are revealed.
You drooled at the sight of her sizable breasts. You want to devour those beautiful pairs of breasts right then and there.
But as much as you want to do that, you want to continue your foreplay until her pussy's soaking wet with cum.
You slowly insert one finger inside her pussy and move it back and forth. Yena's grip on the pillow tightens as the feeling of pleasure starts controlling her.
Yena moans a little louder as you insert another finger inside her wet pussy. She bites her lips while her body's squirming.
Your middle and ring finger work in unison to make the cute duck feel lucky that she's with you tonight.
Those moans of hers in her husky voice is the perfect melody you've ever heard in your life.
One of her hands is gripping tightly to your arm while the other is gripping tightly to the bedsheet.
Slow, fast, slow, very slow, fast. You repeat these paces of yours while kissing her sweet and plump ducky lips.
Her breathing becomes fast and her moans are slowly getting high-pitched, signalling that she's going to cum.
You also feel her body squirming a lot. You get close to her ears and whisper in a sexy and airy voice.
"Cum for me~" Your words were the trigger for her to reach her orgasm.
Her eyes rolled back, body twitching from squirting. It was a sight that unlocked a kink inside you.
You stop fingering her and let her cool down for a second. Slowly, you pull out your cum soaked fingers and put them in her mouth.
Half consciously, she sucks your fingers and licks them clean. Once she regains full consciousness, you smile at her.
She smiles back at you as her right hand slowly makes its way to your dick. You let out a moan by her subtle touch.
You slowly lay on your back as she moves down. Yena smiles at you while rubbing your bulge.
You swear only her that could make you feel you wanna pinch her cheeks but go rough on her at the same time.
Yena slowly pulls down your boxer and reveals your fully erected dick. Her eyes widen looking at how hard and veiny it is.
She was looking a bit reluctant to take it in her mouth but she really wants to pleasure you like how you did earlier.
She licks your rod all the way to your tip, slowly. She continues doing the action for a few times before she starts to blowjob you.
From her technique, you know it's her first time. But either way, her lips are what made you forget about her technique as it's such dick-sucking lips.
You relax as you let her work on you. Or at least try to since it's her first time.
She delicately uses her tongue and twirls it around his tip. You grip tightly on the bed sheet, pleasure running all over your body as she did it.
You wonder how she managed to improve in such a short time. Then, you remembered once when you caught her masturbating to a porn video.
You assume she knows a thing or two about good fellatio. And she proves it. Right at this moment.
She took you off guard as she sucks you off unlike before. It might've just been a test drive for her earlier.
Now that she's familiar with the route, she recalls the lessons she had seen and confidently steps on the pedal.
You feel like you're being sucked into a black hole of carnal pleasure. But you don't regret anything about it.
She continues for a little while before kissing you again. Her innocent eyes filled with lust is what you had always loved to see from her.
You grab your dick and stroke it a little before positioning it right under her pussy.
Though, she's hesitant to lower herself as she never had any guy's dick inside her pussy before.
You lessen her anxiousness by looking into her eyes while caressing her face. The sexual tension between you two increase and her hesitation disappears.
Both of your hands are placed on her ass and you slowly lower her down. Bit by bit, her pussy is making contact with your fully erected dick.
Once she lowered herself completely, loud gasps were heard from her mouth. Your hands move to her waist as her hips slowly move.
All that's left now is for you to give her the satisfaction she needed and throw away the thoughts of the guy she once idolised.
It didn't take long before you two moved in your own rhythm. Your priority is her satisfaction. And her priority is your enjoyment.
Your eyes avert from her eyes to her beautiful breasts. You know it isn't as bouncy or big as her sisters you've fucked before.
But strangely enough, it captivates you and awakens your desire into wanting to make this woman yours.
Your hands now move to her breasts. She seemed sensitive when her breasts were touched. Even just a slight touch from you, her body twitches and she bites her lips.
Her soft breasts jiggle in your hands. You squeeze the pair gently and look at her reaction. The best part is her reaction.
You make her bounce harder on you while keeping your hands bounce together with her handful breasts.
Each time you squeeze her breasts, her pussy tightens. You close your eyes as you enjoy the feeling of her tight pussy gripping your dick tightly.
Seeing your enjoyment having sex, Yena smirks knowing she had accomplished her goal. Her desire to want you to be hers increases.
The more you two are in this room full of released carnal desires for each other, the stronger the feeling of love between you two.
You switch positions with her and you pin her to the bed. Both her hands are held captive by one of your hands. Your other hand continues playing with her breasts and you continue thrusting into her.
Until now, no words were exchanged between you two. You understand each other just through eye contact.
You kiss her neck and try to give her a hickey. Yena stops you but one look and smile from you makes her give up on stopping you.
You give a hickey near her collarbone. Yena wouldn't stop moaning from your actions towards her.
Shortly after, your mouth moves onto her soft and handful breasts. Being a breast lover you are, you couldn't hold yourself anymore and suck her left breast.
Your tongue rolls around her nipple making her eyes roll back. You feel her nails piercing through your skin but you wouldn't mind.
Then, she grabs your hair tightly. The feeling she's having just by getting her breasts sucked could make her cum again.
You thrust into her harder and deeper. The way you suck her nipples like a baby needing breastfeeding couldn't make her control herself any longer.
Without any warning, her body twitches violently and she squirts. She reaches her orgasm again and this time the bed is totally wet, mixed with her cum and the sweat of both of you.
You couldn't wait to finish yourself inside her. So, you continue fucking her, not giving her a time to relax after having her orgasm.
It's what Yena wanted anyway. You pull her body towards you and get into a sitting position.
With every strength she has left, she bounces on your dick hard. She kisses your seductive plump lips and the two of you have a sloppy kiss.
After a while of no words being spoken to each other, Yena looks into your eyes with something in mind.
"I love you." Those three words open your heart widely for her to enter.
Amidst the high sexual tension between you two, love is in the air. You didn't want to leave her hanging so you replied to her.
"I love you too, Yena-ya."
Your feelings for Eunbi have been blinded by your feelings for Yena. The thought of her briefly disappears as well. You're all focused on the girl right in front of you.
As she kisses you passionately, you feel your orgasm coming. You suck on her breasts again while she's bouncing harder to make you cum.
She intends to make you cum in her. And you have the same thought as her too. Yena feels herself going to cum again as the pleasure from your sucking is just too much for her to handle.
With one loud grunt, you released the biggest load you've ever had deep inside her. Your orgasm leads to her orgasm as well.
Your seed wouldn't stop coming out and flows right into her womb. Her body twitches like earlier and both of you collapse on the bed.
Yena caresses your hair while both of you are trying to catch your breaths. She kisses your forehead and the fatigue sets inside you two.
You hug her tightly before falling asleep on the bed with her. Yena follows you shortly after and both of your naked bodies sleeping inside the room full of tense sexual atmosphere.
Content: Lots of kissing, breasts play, creampie, hair-pulling, spanking
Note: Sorry that it took this long for me to update another Sweet In-Laws fic but here I am! Hope you'll enjoy it.
Morning comes. The ray of sunlight and birds chirping with a harmonious melody wake you up from your sleep. You slowly open your eyes and see Hyewon sleeping soundly.
You smile remembering what happened last night. You both had sex until 3 in the morning with the two of you stuck with each other like glue. It was the wildest experience you've been through so far.
Your attention moves to the digital clock beside you and it's a sign for you to get your ass up and get ready to go to the university. You look at Hyewon again and you want to taste her again.
Her plump lips and naked body almost make you act up until you told yourself that you need to hold it for next time. You get up from the bed and start feeling the effect of some new positions you tried last night with her.
You wanted to grunt but were afraid it'll wake her up. You didn't wanna disturb her slumber or she might kill you for interrupting her sleep. You wear all your clothes and stretch your arms, legs, and body.
Before leaving, you give a kiss on her forehead and cheeks. You tiptoed your way out of the room and closes the door carefully...
"Hey." A voice startled you and you immediately grab your left chest out of shock.
"E-Eunbi noona?"
"Why are you so startled? And why did you come out from Hyewon's room?" Those questions from her require a high IQ to answer at the speed of light.
Your neurons start working to think of a proper answer to give Eunbi. You're counting all the milliseconds you have left before you could answer her. And you hope you don't stutter.
"I was in Hyewon's room because-" Just then, your savior appears to save you from a catastrophe.
"Here." The door opens revealing Hyewon, fully clothed while handing you a pen. You're surprised to see her fully clothed.
"What's wrong?" You asked nervously. Hyewon gestures to you to take the pen which you took it hesitantly.
"Thank you for last night. And don't sleep on my chair." Hyewon closes the door and left you dumbfounded.
"Ah, you were helping Hyewon to study?" Eunbi said.
"Yes. She taught me some too. We pulled an all-nighter. I slept on her chair so that's why my back hurts." At that moment, you feel very proud of yourself for managing to give your answer without stuttering.
"I see. Well, do you wanna go to my room?~ There's still a bit of time before you go to the university~" Eunbi said with a seductive voice.
"How about in the shower?~" You replied.
"Perfect. Because I do need someone to clean me properly~" Eunbi smirks and grabs your wrist, taking you to the shower...
The 5 sisters are at the dining table with you for breakfast. The breakfast is served by Eunbi with the help of Chaeyeon and Chaewon. Eunbi takes a seat beside you and then she whispers to your ear.
"Sleep in my room tonight~ I'll be home early~" Her whisper sends shivers down your spine and you try to control yourself to not get horny at the dining table.
"Prepare to be filled~" You whispered back at her and smirked.
Meanwhile, Chaewon and Minju just watch the two from their seats and try to hold their laughs watching them. They fist-bumped each other as their plan to make the two get closer succeed.
"Alright, everyone. Let's eat, shall we?" Eunbi said and they replied with a simple "Yes".
"Ah, I heard you'll have an audition for the performance team for the competition in Daegu." Eunbi asked Chaeyeon.
"Yes. I wanna get in the performance team so much because the prize for first place winners is crazy good."
"Really? What are the prizes?" Yena asked.
"So, the team in third place will receive a premium Korean beef and 25,000 won for each individual. The second place team will receive a camera and a PS4. Each individual will receive 50,000 won." They all gasped hearing the prizes offered.
"That is crazy! I want a PS4!" You said.
"I could buy you one." Eunbi said which surprised everyone.
"What? It's just a gift from me because he had helped us a lot." Eunbi clarified.
"Can you buy me one?" Yena asked.
"Buy it yourself. I don't have enough money to buy two." Yena looks disgusted by Eunbi's words.
"Disgusting. Fine then you two lovebirds." Yena sticks her tongue out to the two.
"You better stop that." Eunbi said and Yena continues eating.
Just then, Hyewon comes downstairs and goes to the dining table. She takes a bowl of rice and starts eating breakfast with them. The others were surprised to see her sitting with them.
"Hyewon-ah, are you sick?" Chaeyeon asked.
"Not at all. Why would you say that?" She replies with an expressionless face.
"Because you never sit with us anymore since... then." Hyewon looks at Chaeyeon.
"Give me those pickled radishes."
"Alright here." She gives Hyewon the pickled radish and continues staring at her.
"Girls, let's continue eating." Eunbi said.
Meanwhile, you're just there eating peacefully without no one interrupting you. You look at Hyewon and she winks at you. It took you off guard but luckily you didn't choke on your food.
Then, a notification sound is heard. It was Yena's phone and as she looks to see what it is, her eyes widen. She screams in excitement, startling all of them.
"Look at this everyone!" Yena shows the message from her phone to you and the others.
"Playz oppa wants to meet me next Friday!"
"Well, congrats Yena-ya." You said to her.
"Thank you! I get to meet him that day during the party Chaeyeon and I went to."
"Looks like we're about to have another married couple in this household." Chaeyeon said, gassing Yena up.
"Oh stop it! That's too soon." Yena blushes like crazy after continuously looking at the message.
"Alright, calm down. You're about to become Joker if you keep smiling like that." Eunbi said.
"I'm so full! I'll head off now! Have a good day everyone!" Yena's excitement makes them smile, except for you. Somehow, you feel like there's something not right about this.
"Hey, are you alright?" Eunbi asked.
"Hm? Yeah, I'm alright. Just letting the food digest for a bit." You continue eating while having these weird feelings.
"Noona, here." You give Eunbi a box of chocolate that you had bought yesterday.
"And also..." You kiss her cheek which made her blush and smile bashfully.
"Thank you~" She looks around and then kisses you on the lips.
"Cute." You pinch her cheek.
"By the way, I'll be home tomorrow. My schedule is packed today so if you miss me you can just call me. Maybe we could release our tensions through call~"
"Well then, if you say so." You both give a peck to each other before leaving the house.
As usual, you're taking the same route to the bus stop to go to the university. You enjoy the sound of birds chirping in the morning and from afar you could hear the sound of cars on the busy road.
As you're walking, you see Hyewon coming out from the convenience store. She's holding a cigarette and was about to smoke it until you approach her.
"Hey." You said as you pat her shoulder. She turns around to look at you.
"Hey. Going to the bus stop?" She asked.
"I was. But when I saw you, I guess I could walk together with you to the university."
"Why? It's bothering me. Just go to the bus stop." Hyewon said as she smokes the cigarette. You smirked seeing her as you know she forgot about the thing.
"Are you smoking?" You asked.
"Duh?" Hyewon said, a little confused and annoyed.
"Okay then." You said and saw an empty alley just to your left. You smirk and then grab her hand to take her there.
"Hey-" You take her by surprise by kissing her and pinning her to the wall. Hyewon tries to push you away but then she was reminded about what you said yesterday.
She closes her eyes and you two make out passionately. The cigarette that was in between her index and middle finger was thrown away and Hyewon starts to get aggressive with the kiss.
Seeing that Hyewon's now getting eager, you stopped and backed away from her. Hyewon looks at you, annoyed.
"Now you remember."
"Come here." Hyewon tries to pull you back for a kiss but you get away from her.
"Save it for later. After all, we're in public."
"Who cares?" Hyewon said with her arms crossed.
"By the way, I remember you said that I'm a perfect fit to be Eunbi noona's husband. But it seems like your words contradict your actions."
"What do you mean?"
"Judging by last night and just now, it seems like you want me to be yours instead of being Eunbi's."
"What? Hey, you're the one that kissed me suddenly!"
"That's right. But being aggressive wasn't what I expected from you. You're quite eager for me, aren't you?" She scoffed.
"Fuck you." Hyewon leaves after she put out her cigarette that was still lit. You smile at her and follow her from behind.
"So, our center for the dance team is..." Everyone starts to imitate a drum roll noise before the center is revealed.
"It's none other than our best dancer Lee Chaeyeon!" They clap for Chaeyeon and she bows at them.
"Thank you so much, everyone! I'll do my best to make our dance team get known worldwide! After all, we're the best dancers!" Some of them applaud her speech... while some of them are disgusted at her.
After the lesson is over, some students left the room and a few people are inside. A few including Chaeyeon, and three other girls who were not amused or impressed with Chaeyeon.
The three girls approach Chaeyeon with their arms crossed like a typical jealous bully trio you've seen on TV.
"Hey." One of the girls pushed her. Chaeyeon rolled her eyes as she knows about their bitchy attitude.
"The fuck you want?"
"I just think it's funny how an ugly girl like you were chosen to be the center." The girl who pushed her said.
"Han Nawon. We've talked through this. You are not good enough to be the center because you're dancing half-heartedly. We truly could visibly see how you executed your dance moves. It's the worst." Nawon scoffed and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"So you think you're fucking better than me? Hey, do you know I'm the top chick in this college? Surely the top chick should represent the team as the center because I'm way prettier than you."
"How many times have I explained to you, you spoilt brat?"
"What did you call me?" Nawon's getting offended by Chaeyeon's insult.
"Listen here, you spoilt brat. Dancing is not about a popularity contest. It's about skills and stage presence. I bet if you and a dog were about to have a dance-off, the dog would still win."
"What the fuck did you say?" Nawon pushes Chaeyeon until she falls.
"Oh sorry. Did I hit you too hard?" She mocks Chaeyeon.
"Lee Chaeyeon. I've never liked you ever since the first time I saw you. You're such a bitch." Chaeyeon stands up and dusts herself off.
"You're one to say." Nawon slaps Chaeyeon on the face.
"You fucking bitch! No wonder your boyfriend left you for me. Because he couldn't stand how much of a bitch you are!" Chaeyeon slaps her back in the face.
"I feel bad for him because he had to endure mental and physical pain from you. And I'm so glad that he's not my problem anymore. Because he was such a dickhead!"
"What did you call my boyfriend?!" Nawon starts attacking Chaeyeon and a brawl starts between her and the three girls.
Just then, you're passing by the hallway to get to the cafeteria until you heard some noises in the dance club room.
You approach to see what's happening and to your surprise, you see Chaeyeon getting beaten up by the three bullies. You immediately barge into the room and go towards Chaeyeon.
"Hey! Hey! Stop!" They stopped the assault briefly before looking at you.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"It doesn't matter who the fuck I am. But what you girls are doing to her is outrageous!"
"Excuse me? Is she your girlfriend or something? If not piss off before I beat you up." Nawon's about to slap Chaeyeon again before you stop her.
"Let me go, you piece of shit!" Nawon's struggling to pull her hand away from your grip.
"I never hit a woman in my entire life. But I'd be glad if you'd be the first victim that I beat the shit out of." You stare intensely into her eyes and intimidate her for a little bit.
"Is that so? Go ahead then!" She leans closer and shows her cheek, asking you to slap her.
"Slap me. Go on. If you don't then you're a pussy." The two girls behind her chuckled.
"Unfortunately, it would go against my principles to do that. I'm virtuous and principled. So hitting a woman would make me a very bad guy." You let go of her hand and go to lift Chaeyeon in your arms.
"What a pussy... I bet he got a small dick. That's why he's a coward." That enrages you and hurts your pride because it's not true.
But if you walk away from the situation, they're gonna be convinced that what she stated was true. You slowly turn around and help Chaeyeon to stand. You smile at Nawon and her friends.
"What? You wanna hit me?" She said.
"No. I just wanna say that I see plastic when I see one. Your whole body is plastic. And everything about you is fake. No wonder I saw your boyfriend sleeping with a blonde girl at the party last week." You turn around and face Chaeyeon. You mouthed 'run' to her and grab her wrist before you two run away from them.
"Nawon-ah, I think we're late for class. We'll just kill them tomorrow." Her friend said.
"Ahh fuck! Just wait and see. I'm gonna make their lives suffer. Let's just go to the fucking class. I'm so pissed off!" They leave to go to their class, leaving Chaeyeon and you to survive for today.
Unbeknownst to them, you two were nearby the girls and heard their conversation. You and Chaeyeon are hiding in a janitor's closet and kept yourselves quiet for a while until the storm calms down.
As you both hear their footsteps slowly fading away, you two sigh in relief that you manage to survive the wrath of an angry Karen with her stupid stooges.
As you're catching your breath, you look into her eyes. The room is dark but you could see her beautiful pair of eyes clearly. They're so beautiful that it starts to make you act up. Chaeyeon looks at you and notices you staring into her eyes.
"Hey... Are you alright?" In a split second, Chaeyeon starts feeling the sexual tension between you and her.
She looks deeply into your eyes while you do the same. The two of you start getting yourselves closer and closer... and one second is all it takes.
Your lips meet hers and you start making out with her passionately. You put your hands on her waist as she slowly puts hers onto your chest.
You continue making out with her for a little while before she pulls away from you. You both pant to catch your breaths. Chaeyeon looks into your eyes.
"W-What... What was that?" Chaeyeon asked in confusion.
You didn't answer and continued kissing her. This time, Chaeyeon didn't push you away. Instead, she deepens the kiss and put her arms around your neck.
Chaeyeon pulls away for a bit before she hisses. The bruise on her arm hurts her. But then, you gently kiss her bruise. Seeing your action makes Chaeyeon's heart skip a beat.
You look into her eyes once again and her eyes are filled with love and lust. She touches your lips with her thumb. Just by looking at each other, you both know what to do.
Chaeyeon slowly leans in for a kiss. You close your eyes to enjoy the softness of her lips. Slowly, your hands move to her ass and squeeze her clothed ass.
Chaeyeon lets out a soft moan in between the kisses as you keep caressing and squeezing her ass. At the same time, Chaeyeon's hand starts rubbing your bulge while the other hand starts unbuttoning and unzipping your jeans.
She pulls your jeans down, leaving you in your boxer. You do the same to her and you can feel that her panty is wet. You parted from her lips to her neck.
As much as you wanted to rip off her clothes and just dive in straight to her breasts, you control yourself and initiate foreplay.
You give kisses to her belly before you remove her panty and see her wet glistening pussy. A string of cum was visible once you strip her panty. Chaeyeon's feeling a little embarrassed of you looking at her pussy.
"D-Don't stare at it for too long..." You slowly rub her pussy with your fingers and caught her off guard.
Though having foreplay with her would add to your excitement, you don't wanna waste more time because of your upcoming class. You don't wanna be scolded by your professor for being late again.
You insert a finger inside and hear Chaeyeon moaning loudly. She covers her mouth to not let her loud moan be heard outside.
You start licking her wet pussy and thrusts your finger inside her pussy hole. Her hand grips your shoulder tightly. Chaeyeon rolls her eyes from the pleasure she's having from your tongue. That is a sight you'd want to see if you weren't so busy using your tongue to pleasure her.
Your other hand slid in her clothes from below and starts groping her breast. You could feel it's smaller than Hyewon's and Eunbi's breasts but the softness of it excites you more.
Your index finger plays with her nipple, trying to elicit a moan from her. Chaeyeon tries her best to not let her moans be heard outside.
Meanwhile, you keep working your tongue and do wonders to her pleasure. Her hand is on top of your head, pushing it more into her pussy.
You know that Chaeyeon's slowly giving in to you but trying her hardest not to get caught. You start licking her clit and move your tongue up and down rapidly to make her reach orgasm.
"Aahh... Ah... " Chaeyeon grabs a handful of your hair before she trembles as she reaches her orgasm. Her juice gushes out and goes straight inside your mouth.
You suck and lick clean of her pussy, being careful not to overstimulate her. You don't know what's gonna happen if she got overstimulated.
Once you hear her breathing sounds controllable, you pull away and look into her eyes again.
"You're sweet~" You said. You kiss her again before she goes down on you.
She gets into a kneeling position and rubs your bulge while looking at you. You caress her face with your hand while the other hand is caressing her hair.
She slowly removes your boxer, revealing your huge girth that you've kept. She gasps at the sight of it and starts stroking it.
"You are so much different than what I thought you were." You didn't know how to feel about it but you just continue caressing her hair and face.
Chaeyeon licks your tip, making you let out an airy moan. She continues licking while looking into your eyes.
"Chae-Chaeyeon-ah..." You could only moan her name as she's working on you.
Then, Chaeyeon begins to suck your hard and veiny dick while stroking the remaining length.
You try not to make your moan too loud when Chaeyeon is giving you a pleasuring blowjob that turns you on even more.
Her tongue is so delicate in licking your tip. You leaked precum during her blowjob but she handles it without any problem.
She continues for a while before your dick is fully lubricated by a natural lubricant of her saliva.
You both kiss again before you tease her clit with your tip. You developed this kind of teasing from your sex sessions with Hyewon.
"P-Please..." Chaeyeon breaks the kiss.
"Please what?" You said.
"Please be gentle on me... And please... Put it in..." She looks at you with begging eyes and you couldn't help but fulfill her wish.
You slowly push your tip inside her pussy and she moans loudly. You cover her mouth to prevent anyone outside from hearing her moan.
Her eyebrows furrowed and her breathing becomes uncontrollable again. You push your whole dick inside her, feeling her tightness.
She grips your shoulder tightly, trying to withstand the pain and receive the pleasure.
You start thrusting slowly to let her get used to your dick and also didn't forget to be gentle with her like she wanted.
"Aah~ It's filling me up~" Chaeyeon moans and you continue moving your hips.
Your hands move down to her ass and lightly spank it. You give kisses to her neck while Chaeyeon wraps her legs on your waist.
Standing and carrying her surely makes you feel deeper inside her. You've never had this position with Eunbi and Hyewon before.
Pinning her body against the wall while fucking her and also her legs wrapping around your waist is such a turn on for you. You see her breasts bouncing up and down each time you thrust into her.
Wanting to see those delicious bouncy breasts, you remove her knitted cardigan and lift down her top along with her bra.
Her bouncy breasts are captivating your eyes and you immediately feast on them. You suck her right nipple with a rush and then suck the other.
Being a breast maniac you are, you want to just suck her breasts as long as you want. But lunch break is almost over.
As much as you want to suck her soft, milky white breasts until you cum inside her, you feel like her ass is more inviting.
You bring her down and turn her around. Her ass is so plump that you want to smack them until it becomes red.
You spank her lightly before grabbing her hair into a loose ponytail and inserting your dick inside her.
Chaeyeon tries so hard to make herself moan softly but your impatient and eager thrusts almost break her wall of perseverance.
You grunt in pleasure as Chaeyeon's pussy is tightening every time you spank her. You love it so much how soft and plump her ass is.
You roughen your thrusts and fasten your pace. Chaeyeon is truly another experience for you.
You never thought that she'd endure this good. She's been holding her moans quite well.
But now you're gonna change that. You go closer to her ear and tighten your grip on her loose ponytail.
"Let it out~ Let those beautiful moans out~" Your sexually devilish alter ego has awakened.
"W-We're gonna get caught~" She said.
"Don't you love the thrill?~ Plus, your moans sound so pleasing to my ears~ I love it~" And just like that, you had slowly broke through her wall of perseverance.
You slowly grab her wrist and hold them while you're pounding her. Chaeyeon lets out her soft moans.
"That's it~" You smirk at her slowly letting her guard down.
You fasten your thrusts and finally, she lets out her beautiful moans as you've said.
You lean into her back and your hands slowly crept up onto her breasts. Her soft and squishy pairs almost make you lose your mind.
As you keep playing with her breasts while pounding her pussy, you can feel yourself going to reach your orgasm.
"Ch-Chaeyeon-ah~ I'm about to cum~" You announced.
"I-Inside me~" You were surprised by her reply.
"Are you sure? Are you safe though?" You asked, genuinely worried.
"Yes I am~ Besides- Ahh~ Fuck I'm close!~"
"Fuck it~" You ram her insides hard and fast while squeezing her soft breasts.
"Nnggghh~" Both of you grunt and moan in satisfaction as you both reach your orgasms.
You fill her insides with your thick cum while she orgasms with her body and legs trembling.
You two rest for a bit to catch your breaths. Once you had your cooldown, you pull out your dick, and streams of thick white cum flow down her thighs.
"Well fuck... We need to clean that."
"Don't worry. We got that over there." Chaeyeon points at a white cloth on the janitor's cart.
Chaeyeon turns around to look at you and look at your dick that's still throbbing. She smirks and rubs your sensitive dick.
"Hey hey whoa..." You said.
"That was thrilling for sure. I love it~" She tiptoes to kiss you while rubbing your dick.
"I'm available anytime you want me. Just knock on my door."
"I surely will." You make out with her again.
"Now, get out before someone catches us here. Go to your class."
"Are you gonna be alright?"
"Absolutely. Now go." She slaps your ass.
Before you go out of the room, you turn around and go to kiss her again. She pulls away after a while.
"My room. Tonight."
"That's what I was about to ask."
"See you at home." She winks at you.
"See you there too." You exit the room and check your surroundings. You smile seeing that no one is around.
The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. The sky is decorated by a flock of birds and the melodious sound from the birds awakes you from your sleep.
You slowly open your eyes and see a prepossessing female restfully sleeping beside you. You smile as you see her and caress her hair.
Your gentle touch awakens Eunbi from her sleep and seeing your face brings a smile to her face. You lean in for a kiss and the two of you give each other a refreshing morning kiss.
“Good morning noona.”
“Good morning Y/N. Thank you for last night. I enjoyed it.”
“Me too.” You caress Eunbi’s face and kiss her again.
The kiss gets lengthy and your horniness has awakened. You pull away and look into Eunbi’s eyes and Eunbi wraps her hands around your neck.
“I want it.”
“Really?” Eunbi nods and caresses your lips with her delicate fingers.
“Put it in. Right now.” Without hesitation, you push your dick inside her tight pussy once again.
Eunbi moans and bites her lower lip because of your size entering her cunt. You groan as her pussy is tightening around your cock.
“Usually I’d already get used to a man’s size when I slept with them~ But with you, it’s a different case~ How are you this big?~ Ahh~ My pussy isn’t used to it yet~” That brings a smirk to your face and you lean to suck at her neck.
The two of you continue your passionate makeout session and not long after, a series of lustful moans filled the room…
author's note : this is the shitpost. this is the bfh i made a few days ago. dont expect much
The sun, a molten disc, beat down on the deserted estate. Chaehyun felt the heat prickle her skin. The private pool, a sapphire gem, shimmered invitingly. Today, no cameras, no schedules, no demanding vocal coaches. Just her, the water, and a rare, delicious freedom. Her pale skin, usually hidden beneath layers of stage costumes, now drank in the sun’s warmth. She stood at the edge, a whisper of a smile playing on her lips, her body a taut line of anticipation. The water’s cool touch, a balm against the day's oppressive humidity, enveloped her as she slipped in. She floated, letting the silence of the afternoon wash over her, a quiet hum in her ears replacing the usual roar of crowds.
A sudden mechanical whir broke the stillness. Chaehyun’s eyes, heavy-lidded moments before, snapped open. A figure emerged from behind the hedges, pushing a cart laden with hoses and brushes. The pool cleaner. He was young, lean, with sun-kissed skin and dark hair falling over his brow. Not conventionally handsome, perhaps, but there was an unassuming quality to him, a quiet strength in the way he moved. He wore a faded t-shirt, clinging to his torso, and worn shorts that revealed muscular calves. He didn't notice her at first, his gaze fixed on the pool's surface, a practiced indifference in his posture.
"Good afternoon," Chaehyun’s voice, a soft melodic tone, cut through the air. He flinched, startled, his head snapping up. His eyes, a deep brown, widened slightly as they met hers. A flush crept up his neck.
"Oh, uh, afternoon," he mumbled, his voice a low rumble, clearing his throat. He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous gesture. "Didn't see you there. Sorry to disturb you."
Chaehyun pushed off the wall, gliding closer, her movements fluid. The water clung to her, outlining the generous curve of her breasts beneath the thin fabric of her swimsuit. Her nipples, tiny pink buttons, peaked with the slight chill. "No disturbance at all. I actually... quite enjoy the company." She paused, letting her eyes linger on his broad shoulders, then dip lower. "It's a big pool, isn't it? Lots to clean."
He shifted his weight, his gaze darting away then back to her, a faint curiosity now mixing with his initial surprise. "Yeah, it's... it's a job." He picked up a long-handled brush, his hands calloused. "Just gotta get these leaves out, check the chemicals."
"Such a diligent worker," Chaehyun purred, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. She swam closer, stopping just a few feet from the edge where he stood. Her shaven pussy, a smooth mound, was inches from the water’s surface, a secret waiting to be discovered. "You must get very tired, all that scrubbing."
He cleared his throat again, a faint blush returning. "Comes with the territory." He began to skim the surface, the brush head making soft shushing sounds. His movements were efficient, almost mechanical, but Chaehyun noticed the subtle tremor in his hand.
"You know," she began, letting her voice drift, "I’ve been feeling a bit... tense lately. All the training, the performances. My muscles are just knotted." She pushed her chest forward slightly, letting the water ripple around her, drawing his eye to the swell of her breasts. "A good massage would do wonders."
He nearly dropped the skimmer. His eyes, dark and intense, fixated on her chest for a fraction of a second before he tore them away. "I'm, uh, I'm not a masseuse."
Chaehyun chuckled, a low, throaty sound that vibrated through the air. "Oh, I know. But perhaps... you have strong hands? I bet you do." She watched him, a feline smile playing on her lips. "You look like you have very strong hands." She reached out a hand, a playful splash sending droplets onto his bare arm. "Come on in. The water's lovely."
He hesitated, his gaze locked on her, a silent battle playing out in his eyes. The sun glinted off the water, making her skin glow. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken desire. He finally set the skimmer down, slowly, deliberately. His eyes never left hers as he reached for the hem of his t-shirt. He pulled it over his head, revealing a lean, sculpted torso, a faint trail of hair disappearing beneath the waistband of his shorts. Chaehyun’s breath hitched. He unzipped his shorts, letting them fall to the ground, revealing a pair of faded boxer briefs. A noticeable bulge pressed against the fabric.
"Well," he said, his voice a little rougher now, a hint of challenge in his tone. "If you insist." He stepped to the edge, his eyes burning into hers.
Chaehyun pushed herself up, her elbows on the cool stone, her chest rising and falling with quickened breaths. Her wet swimsuit clung to her, a second skin. "I do insist." She watched as he peeled off his boxers, revealing a thick, uncircumcised cock, already engorged and pulsing. It was even bigger than she’d imagined, a dark, heavy weight. A shiver ran down her spine. He stood there for a moment, letting her take him in, a silent dare in his stance. Then, with a splash, he entered the water, the cool liquid swirling around his thighs.
He moved towards her, his body cutting through the water with powerful strokes. Chaehyun felt a surge of raw excitement, a primal thrumming in her core. She pushed herself fully out of the water, sitting on the edge, her legs dangling in the pool, her shaven pussy now exposed, glistening. He stopped in front of her, his head level with her hips, his cock throbbing between his legs.
"So," he murmured, his voice husky, "tense muscles, huh?"
"Very," Chaehyun breathed, her eyes locked on his. She leaned back on her hands, arching her back, thrusting her wet, bare pussy slightly forward. "Maybe you could... help me relax."
He reached out, his strong hand brushing against her inner thigh, sending an electric jolt through her. His fingers, rough from work, traced the delicate skin, moving higher, until they brushed against the slick lips of her pussy. Chaehyun gasped, her body arching involuntarily.
"You're already very wet," he observed, his thumb gently parting her folds. "Doesn't seem like you need much help relaxing."
"It's... it's just you," she whispered, her voice trembling. "You make me... feel things."
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her inner thigh. His tongue flicked out, tasting the salty water, then the sweet, musky taste of her arousal. Chaehyun cried out, her head falling back. He licked her clitoris, a slow, deliberate sweep, then sucked it gently into his mouth.
"Ah! Oh, god," Chaehyun moaned, her fingers digging into the cool stone. The sensation was overwhelming, a white-hot pleasure radiating through her. He continued his assault, his tongue darting, circling, teasing, his lips pulling at her clit. Her legs parted wider, offering him full access. Her hips began to buck, a desperate rhythm building within her.
"You like that?" he mumbled against her pussy, his voice deep and vibrating.
"Yes! Oh, yes, please. Don't stop." Her hands clenched, her nails scraping against the concrete. She felt herself swelling, throbbing, on the verge of shattering.
He pulled back, just enough to make her whimper in protest. His dark eyes met hers, full of a fierce, hungry intensity. "I think you need something else." He pushed himself up, his powerful thighs flexing, his erection rising from the water, dripping. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock, thick and heavy, pressing against her opening.
Chaehyun gasped, her eyes wide. "Oh, my god. It's so big."
"You can take it," he grunted, a challenge in his voice. He pushed, slowly, his head stretching her tight entrance. Chaehyun hissed, a sharp intake of breath.
"It's... it's tight," she whimpered, her muscles clenching around him.
"Relax," he commanded, his voice firm. He pushed a little more, the thick shaft sliding deeper. Chaehyun cried out, a mixture of pain and exquisite pleasure. The sensation of him filling her, stretching her, was almost too much. He slid in further, until his balls slapped against her pussy, a wet, echoing sound that filled the quiet afternoon.
"Fuck," Chaehyun choked out, her body trembling violently. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, impaling herself on him. "Oh, god. Yes. More."
He began to move, a slow, deliberate rhythm, pulling out almost completely, then thrusting back in, deep and hard. Each stroke sent a jolt through her, making her arch her back, her big breasts bouncing with the motion. The wet sound of their bodies connecting, a rhythmic shlick, filled the air.
"You're so wet," he groaned, his hands gripping her hips, holding her in place as he pounded into her. "So damn wet."
Chaehyun couldn't form words, only sounds. Her moans grew louder, a desperate, animalistic cry that echoed across the deserted pool area. "Ah! Oh, FUCK! DEEPER! HARDER! NGHHH!"
He complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more urgent. His breath came in ragged gasps, his face a mask of primal desire. He pulled out, almost completely, then plunged back in, his cock hitting her cervix with a dull thud. Chaehyun screamed, her climax building like a tidal wave. She felt her body tightening, clenching around him, milking his thick cock.
"Oh, god! I’M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! AHHHHHH!" she shrieked, her voice hoarse. Her body convulsed, waves of pleasure crashing over her.
Her loud, unrestrained cries seemed to trigger something in him. He grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back, then clamped his other hand over her mouth, muffling her screams. Chaehyun struggled for a moment, her eyes wide with shock, but the intensity of her orgasm, coupled with his rough grip, rendered her helpless. He didn't stop his thrusts, instead deepening them, burying himself inside her as she came undone, her body writhing beneath his hand. He held her there, her muffled cries vibrating against his palm, as her climax tore through her.
When her body finally stilled, trembling and spent, he released her mouth, though his hand remained gripping her hair. Chaehyun gasped for air, her lungs burning, her eyes still glazed with pleasure.
"That's better," he breathed, his voice a low growl. He pulled his hand from her hair, stroking her cheek, then let it slide down her neck, his thumb pressing against her pulse point. "Can't have you alerting the whole neighborhood."
He began to thrust again, a slower, more deliberate pace now. Chaehyun was still buzzing from her orgasm, but a new wave of sensation began to build, a heavy, aching fullness. He pulled out, his cock slick and red, then pushed back in, grinding his hips against her. His balls slapped against her ass, a rhythmic percussion against her skin.
"You're so tight," he rasped, his voice strained. "I'm about to..."
Chaehyun felt a warmth spread through her, a sudden, intense pressure. He pulled out with a wet schlock, his cock glistening, before thrusting again, then emptied himself deep inside her with a grunt. His hot cum spilled into her, a thick, white gush that filled her pussy, making her gasp. He pulled out completely, still hard, but his breathing was heavy, his eyes unfocused.
He stood there for a moment, his chest heaving, looking at her, then past her. He didn't say a word. He turned, retrieved his shorts and t-shirt from the ground, pulling them on with quick, efficient movements. He picked up his cleaning supplies, the skimmer, the brush, the hoses. He avoided her gaze, his face now devoid of any emotion. He pushed his cart away, the wheels squeaking faintly on the pavement.
Chaehyun watched him go, her body still throbbing, her pussy still slick and full of his seed. He disappeared behind the hedges as quickly as he had appeared. The mechanical whir of his cart faded into the distance. She was left alone, sitting on the edge of the pool, the sun still beating down, the water still shimmering. Her body felt heavy, satiated, and utterly, inexplicably empty.
She sank back into the water, the cool liquid a sudden shock against her flushed skin. The silence returned, heavy and vast. “What the actual fuck?” she whispered to the empty pool. He hadn’t even told her his name.
author's note : this is my first non kep1er story, hello. this was a request literally a month ago. im editing this on my phone so it might be badly edited here on tumblr, im so sorry. enjoy reading though! i have three more stories to post
Inside Y/N’s bedroom, the only light came from a single bedside lamp, casting long, wavering shadows across the walls. Y/N sat on the edge of the bed, the mattress sighing under his weight. His hands, usually so steady when navigating the complex lines of code he worked with, now trembled slightly as he fumbled with a small, foil-wrapped square.
Eunchae, curled up beside him, watched with wide, curious eyes. Her usually boisterous energy had dimmed to a soft hum, a nervous flutter just beneath her skin. A stray strand of hair fell across her cheek; she tucked it behind her ear, her movements slow, deliberate. The air thrummed with unspoken things, with a sweetness that bordered on apprehension.
“Is it… difficult?” she asked, her voice a whisper, barely cutting through the distant city murmur.
He glanced at the condom, then back at her, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips. “Apparently, there’s an instruction manual for everything but this.” He peeled back the foil, revealing the tightly coiled rubber. It looked so simple, yet his fingers felt clumsy, oversized. He tried to unroll it, but it resisted, clinging to itself. A soft sigh escaped him.
Eunchae giggled, a sound like wind chimes. She reached over, her slender fingers brushing against his as she took the prophylactic from him. “Let me see.” She held it up, examining the rolled rim. “It goes… this way?” She made a small, circular motion with her thumb and forefinger.
He nodded, a blush creeping up his neck. “I think so.” He offered a small, self-deprecating chuckle. “My sex ed class was mostly about diagrams and fear mongering.”
She leaned in, her breath warm against his ear. “Mine too. They made it sound like… a medical procedure.” Her eyes, dark and shining, met his. “But it’s not, is it?”
“I hope not,” he managed, his voice a little hoarse. He cleared his throat. “I hope it’s… better.”
A comfortable silence settled between them, punctuated by the soft whir of the air purifier. Eunchae’s gaze drifted to his chest, then lower, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. Her shyness, usually hidden beneath layers of playful banter, now surfaced, raw and endearing. He felt a similar warmth spread through him, a mix of vulnerability and burgeoning excitement.
He reached for her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers. Her skin felt soft, smooth against his calloused palm. “You’re beautiful, you know.” The words came out easily, heartfelt.
She squeezed his hand, her gaze lifting to meet his. A shy smile touched her lips. “You’re not so bad yourself, Y/N.” Her eyes twinkled. “For an awkward guy.”
He laughed, a genuine, unburdening sound. “Awkward is my brand.”
She leaned her head on his shoulder, her hair tickling his chin. The scent of her shampoo, a faint floral aroma, filled his senses. “I like your brand.” Her fingers traced patterns on the back of his hand. “Are you… nervous?”
“Terrified,” he admitted, his voice low. “And excited. All at once.”
She lifted her head, her expression softening. “Me too.” Her hand moved from his, reaching for the hem of his t-shirt. Her touch was feather-light as she slowly pulled the fabric up, revealing a sliver of his skin. He shivered, a pleasant tremor.
He mirrored her action, his fingers finding the soft cotton of her oversized sweatshirt. He pulled it gently, revealing the curve of her shoulder, then the delicate line of her collarbone. Her skin, bathed in the lamp’s soft glow, seemed to radiate warmth. He watched her breath hitch as the fabric rose higher, exposing the thin strap of her bra.
“Can I…?” he asked, his voice barely audible.
She nodded, her eyes wide, trusting.
He peeled the sweatshirt over her head, then her bra, his movements slow, reverent. Her breasts, full and round, rose and fell with each shallow breath. Her nipples, small and perfectly pink, firmed almost imperceptibly. He felt a surge of tenderness, a desire to cherish this moment, to make her feel nothing but safety and pleasure.
He leaned in, his lips finding the soft skin of her shoulder, then the hollow of her throat. He tasted the faint salt of her skin, the subtle sweetness of her, and felt a profound connection. She arched into his touch, a soft murmur escaping her lips. His hand, still trembling slightly, found her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. A small gasp left her, her body tensing, then relaxing against him.
“Feels… nice,” she breathed, her eyes closed, a small smile playing on her lips.
He explored her with his fingertips, tracing the curve of her ribs, the soft expanse of her stomach. She shivered, her body responding to his touch with an innocent eagerness. He pulled away slightly, his gaze lingering on her face, on the flush that now colored her entire chest.
“Your turn,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering open.
He smiled, a genuine, unforced smile. He pulled off his t-shirt, then his pants, leaving him in just his boxers. Her eyes, which had been shyly averted, now met his, a spark of curiosity replacing the shyness. He felt a warmth spread from his chest, a sense of being truly seen, truly desired, not just for his mind or his humor, but for his body too.
He reached for her jeans, his fingers fumbling with the button. She laughed softly, a bright, clear sound. “Let me.” She unzipped them herself, then pushed them down her legs, her movements fluid and graceful. Her underwear, a delicate lace, was next, revealing the soft curve of her hips, the dark triangle between her thighs.
He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. He had seen pictures, of course, but this was different. This was real. This was Eunchae.
He leaned in, his lips finding hers. The kiss was soft, tentative at first, then deepened as she responded, her lips parting under his. Her tongue, shyly at first, then more confidently, met his, a dance of exploration. He tasted her, a sweet, fresh taste that made his head spin. His hand found the small of her back, pulling her closer, until their bare chests pressed together, skin against skin. The warmth of her body seeped into his, a comforting, intoxicating heat.
He pulled away, just slightly, to catch his breath. Her eyes were glazed, her lips swollen and red. “Wow,” she breathed, a little breathless.
He smiled, a feeling of pure joy bubbling up inside him. “Wow, indeed.” He kissed her again, a softer, lingering kiss. His hand drifted lower, over her stomach, then to the soft curls at the apex of her thighs. He felt the dampness there, a testament to her growing excitement.
“You’re… wet,” he whispered, his voice thick with wonder.
She nodded, a soft moan escaping her. “I think so.” She shifted, pressing herself against his hand.
He knelt between her legs, his gaze locked on hers. He wanted to make her feel good, to understand what she liked, what made her sigh and arch. He lowered his head, his tongue tracing the delicate folds of her vulva. Her breath hitched, her fingers digging into his hair. He tasted her, a musky, sweet flavor, and felt a primal urge to bury himself in her.
She whimpered, her hips beginning to undulate slightly. He continued his ministrations, his tongue flicking, swirling, then sucking gently on her clit. Her legs parted wider, her body arching off the bed. A soft cry escaped her lips.
“Oh, Y/N…” she gasped, her voice thick with pleasure.
He felt her body tense, then convulse, a series of small, delicious spasms. She cried out, a pure, uninhibited sound, her fingers clenching in his hair. He continued until her body relaxed, a soft, contented sigh escaping her.
He lifted his head, a triumphant grin on his face. She looked at him, her eyes shining, a soft flush still coloring her cheeks. “That was… amazing.”
He beamed, his heart swelling. “I’m glad.” He moved up, lying beside her, pulling her close. His hand found the condom again, still on the bedside table. He picked it up, his earlier awkwardness returning.
“The condom,” she said, her voice a little breathless. “Do you… want me to help?”
He nodded, a grateful smile on his face. “Please.” He held his flaccid penis out, and she, with a surprising confidence, took the condom, pinching the tip, and slowly unrolled it down his shaft. It felt strange, a cool, constricting sensation, but also a sense of readiness.
He moved above her, supporting his weight on his forearms, his eyes never leaving hers. He felt the tip of his penis against her, warm and wet. He pushed gently, but it felt… tight.
She winced slightly, a small, involuntary sound. “It’s a bit… much.”
He paused, his heart sinking slightly. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, not really,” she said, her voice soft. “Just… a bit much, all at once.” She reached down, her fingers finding his shaft, guiding him. “Slowly.”
He nodded, taking a deep breath. He pushed again, a little slower this time, a little more deliberately. He felt the resistance, then a yielding, a soft give as he slid inside her. He was in, fully, completely. A strange mix of relief and profound connection washed over him.
He lay still for a moment, just feeling her around him, the warmth, the soft embrace of her body. It wasn't the explosive sensation he'd read about in books or seen in movies. It was soft, intimate, a gentle pressure that filled him.
“Okay?” he whispered, his voice a little strained.
She nodded, her eyes closed, a small smile on her face. “Okay.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
He began to move, slowly at first, then with more confidence. Each thrust was a learning curve, a careful exploration. He felt the friction, the warmth, the subtle shift of her body beneath his. It wasn't mind-blowing, not yet. It was awkward, a little clumsy, but infused with a tenderness that made it profoundly beautiful.
He tried to find a rhythm, a pace that felt right for both of them. He felt a slight discomfort, a dull ache that wasn't pain, but just… new. He glanced down, seeing their bodies joined, a raw, vulnerable sight.
“Does it… feel good?” she asked, her voice breathy.
He paused, a little unsure. “It’s… warm. And… nice.” He tried to be honest, to not overstate anything. “Is it for you?”
She nodded, her eyes closed again. “It’s… new. And I like that it’s you.” She shifted her hips, a small, involuntary movement. He felt a slight increase in pressure, a deepening of the sensation.
He continued to move, trying to match her subtle cues. The condom felt a little thick, dulling some of the sensation, but the intimacy, the sheer closeness of their bodies, was overwhelming. He felt himself building, a slow, steady climb. He focused on her, on her soft gasps, on the way her fingers clutched his shoulders.
He felt a sudden shift, a tightening around him. He looked down, and saw the condom had slipped, pulling back slightly. He froze, a wave of panic washing over him.
“Oh,” he said, his voice a little high-pitched. “It… it slipped.”
Eunchae opened her eyes, a flicker of confusion. She looked down, then back at him. “Did it come off?”
He shook his head, pulling out slowly, carefully. The condom was still on, but it had retracted, leaving a small amount of pre-cum on his shaft. He felt a flush of embarrassment. “No, but… it almost did.”
He pulled the condom off, the rubber making a soft, squelching sound as it came free. He felt his erection lessen slightly, the moment broken. He sighed, a mix of frustration and awkwardness.
Eunchae giggled, a soft, innocent sound. She reached for him, her hand warm on his arm. “It’s okay. We’re learning.” She pulled him back down, her lips finding his. “We have all the time in the world to learn.”
He kissed her back, a profound sense of love overriding the awkwardness. This wasn't about perfection. It was about connection, about two people figuring things out together. He felt his erection returning, a little softer, but still present.
He lay beside her, pulling her close, his arms wrapping around her. “I love you, Eunchae.”
She snuggled into his embrace, her head resting on his chest. “I love you too, Y/N.” Her voice was soft, contented. “Even if you’re a bit clumsy.”
He chuckled, a warm feeling spreading through him. “I’m a work in progress.”
She smiled, her eyes twinkling. “Good. Because I plan on sticking around for the whole project.”
Years later, the sky still glowed, but now, the lights in their house were strategically dimmed, creating an intimate cocoon. Y/N watched Eunchae from across the room, a familiar warmth spreading through him. Her laugh, still a bright, clear sound, filled the space as she recounted a funny story from her day. She still possessed that youthful energy, but now it was tempered with a quiet confidence, a knowing grace that came with age and experience.
He had learned her, inch by inch, over the years. He knew the exact curve of her spine, the way her breath hitched just before a laugh, the subtle tension in her shoulders when she was tired. And she, in turn, knew him. She knew the way his jaw tightened when he was deep in thought, the exact spot behind his ear that made him shiver, the slight tremor in his hand when he was truly excited.
She finished her story, her eyes, still wide and expressive, finding his. A playful challenge danced within them. “What are you staring at, Mr. Awkward?”
He pushed off the sofa, a slow, deliberate movement. “Just admiring my wife.” He walked towards her, his gaze never leaving hers. Her eyes, those beautiful doe eyes, held his, anchoring him, drawing him in. He wouldn’t look away, not for anything. It was an unspoken pact, a silent language they had perfected over a decade.
He reached her, his hands finding her waist, pulling her gently against him. Her body, familiar and beloved, fit against his as if designed for it. He lowered his head, his lips finding the soft skin just beneath her ear, a place he knew would send shivers down her spine. A soft sigh escaped her, her body relaxing into his.
“You know what that does to me,” she whispered, her voice husky.
He smiled against her skin. “I know.” His lips trailed down her neck, then to the hollow of her throat. He felt the pulse quicken beneath his touch. His hand drifted lower, over the familiar curve of her hip, then to the delicate inner thigh. He kissed the spot, a light, teasing brush of his lips, and felt her entire body shake, a delicious tremor that resonated through him.
“Y/N,” she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “You’re playing dirty.”
He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound in his chest. “Just getting started.” He lifted her into his arms, carrying her effortlessly towards their bedroom, towards the soft glow of the bedside lamp.
He laid her on the bed, her eyes still locked on his, full of an intoxicating blend of trust and desire. He stripped away her clothes, then his own, his movements fluid, unhurried, each touch a testament to years of shared intimacy. There was no awkward fumbling, no hesitation. Just a deep, abiding understanding.
He moved above her, his body already hard, throbbing with anticipation. He kissed her, a deep, consuming kiss that spoke of years of shared laughter, whispered secrets, and quiet comfort. Their tongues danced, intertwined, a familiar rhythm. He tasted her, a flavor that was uniquely Eunchae, a taste of home.
He entered her slowly, deliberately, feeling her open to him, welcoming him. The sensation was immediate, profound, a deep thrumming that resonated through his entire being. There was no condom now, just the raw, uninhibited connection of skin on skin, body on body.
He began to move, a slow, languid rhythm that built steadily, each thrust deeper, more powerful than the last. He felt her clench around him, her inner muscles contracting, pulling him in further. Her hips rose to meet his, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist, urging him on.
“Yes,” she breathed, her voice a low moan. “Just like that, Y/N.”
He watched her face, the way her eyes fluttered closed, the small, breathless gasps that escaped her lips. He knew every flicker of emotion, every subtle shift in her body. He knew when to slow down, when to speed up, when to plunge deep and hold.
His balls slapped rhythmically against her ass as he thrust, the sound a soft, wet shlick against the growing squelch of their bodies. He felt the friction, the delicious heat building between them. He could feel her getting wetter, the slickness increasing with each stroke. He lowered his head, his lips finding her ear, whispering reassurances, words of love.
He felt her body begin to tense, a familiar signal. Her hips began to buck against his, her breathing ragged. He increased his pace, pushing deeper, faster, driving into her with a primal urgency. Her cries grew louder, more insistent.
“I’m… oh, Y/N… I’m so close,” she gasped, her nails digging into his back.
He felt the tremors begin, a delicious tightening around his cock. He pulled back, then plunged forward one last, powerful thrust, burying himself deep inside her. He felt her climax, a series of exquisite contractions that gripped him, squeezing him, milking him. Her body convulsed, a profound release that sent shivers through his own.
He groaned, a deep, guttural sound, and then, with a final, shuddering thrust, he spilled his seed deep inside her, a warm, pulsing wave of pleasure. He collapsed onto her, his body heavy, sated, their breaths mingling in the quiet room.
He lay there for a long moment, feeling the warmth of her body beneath his, the slow thrum of their hearts synchronizing. He kissed her temple, then her lips, a soft, lingering kiss of pure contentment.
“Still awkward?” she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips.
He chuckled, his voice thick with emotion. “Never with you.” He held her tighter, pulling the blanket over them. The city lights still glowed outside, but inside, their world was soft, warm, and perfectly in sync. They had learned, over the years, that love wasn't about perfect beginnings, but about the beautiful, messy journey of learning each other, day by day, touch by touch. And in that, they had found their own perfect rhythm.
kim chaehyun x kim dayeon x male reader smut
wc ; 6k
author's note : nothing much, hi again. this was one of my requests. and i just love chaehyun and dayeon. thanks, will be posting a lot soon. this is also unedited and rushed, sorry, just been spending time a lot outside. 🥴
The Seoul night air clung to your skin, a humid embrace after a long practice session. Your bass, heavy and familiar against your back, hummed with lingering vibrations from the last riff. Chaehyun waited for you at the usual spot, a brightly lit bus stop near your studio, her silhouette a comforting constant in the urban sprawl. You quickened your pace, a smile already forming on your lips. She looked up, her pale skin glowing under the streetlights, a soft wave of her hand greeting you. Beside her, Dayeon, a vibrant splash of color in a neon-green hoodie, bounced on the balls of her feet, an infectious energy radiating from her small frame.
“Finally, the rock star arrives,” Dayeon chirped, her bobbed hair swinging as she turned to face you. A grin stretched across her face, bright and mischievous.
You chuckled, slinging your bass case to the ground. “Just finishing up. Chaehyun, you didn’t have to wait so long.”
Chaehyun leaned into your side, her warmth a welcome contrast to the cool evening. “I don’t mind. Besides, Dayeon kept me company.” She glanced at her friend, a fond exasperation in her eyes.
Dayeon nudged Chaehyun playfully. “Someone has to keep this one from becoming a study-bot. All work and no play, you know?” Her gaze lingered on you for a beat too long, a playful glint in her dark eyes. It was a familiar dynamic, Dayeon always pushing boundaries, testing limits. You’d known her for years, ever since she and Chaehyun became inseparable during their first year of university.
“So, what’s the plan, lovebirds?” Dayeon asked, stepping back and surveying you both. “Dinner? Movie? Or are you going to disappear into your love nest?”
Chaehyun swatted her arm lightly. “Dayeon, behave. We were thinking of grabbing some tteokbokki, then maybe just heading back to my place. You’re welcome to join, of course.”
Dayeon shook her head, her smile widening. “Nah, you two enjoy your couple time. I have… other plans.” Her eyes, however, were still fixed on you, a challenge simmering beneath their surface. You felt a flicker of something, a subtle shift in the air between you, a silent dare. You’d always dismissed her flirtations as just Dayeon being Dayeon, her boisterous personality often spilling over into playful teasing. But tonight, it felt different, sharper.
“Alright then,” you said, meeting her gaze. “Don’t get into too much trouble.”
“Me? Never,” she scoffed, but the glint in her eye betrayed her words. She winked, a quick, almost imperceptible gesture, before turning to Chaehyun. “Text me later, okay? Don’t forget to tell me all the juicy details.”
Chaehyun rolled her eyes, but a fond smile played on her lips. “I will. Be safe, Dayeon.”
With a final wave, Dayeon disappeared into the bustling street, her laughter echoing back for a moment. You watched her go, a strange sense of unease settling in your gut. It wasn't just her usual playful banter tonight. It felt like a gauntlet thrown.
The tteokbokki was spicy, warming you from the inside out, but a part of your mind kept replaying Dayeon’s smirk, her lingering look. Chaehyun, oblivious, chatted about her day, her voice a soothing balm. You nodded, offered appropriate responses, but your thoughts kept straying.
Later, curled up on Chaehyun’s sofa, a movie playing softly on the screen, she nestled against your chest, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your arm. Her pale skin felt cool against yours, her scent, a mix of jasmine and her subtle natural sweetness, filled your nostrils. You kissed the top of her head, feeling the soft strands of her hair against your lips. This was comfort, familiarity, love. Yet, Dayeon’s image kept flashing in your mind, her eyes daring you.
“You’re a little quiet tonight,” Chaehyun murmured, looking up at you, her dark eyes filled with concern.
You forced a smile. “Just tired, baby. Long day.” You kissed her forehead, trying to push away the intrusive thoughts.
“You work too hard,” she said, her fingers tightening their grip on your shirt. “Maybe we should just go to bed.”
You agreed, and soon you were in her bedroom, the soft glow of a bedside lamp illuminating the space. Chaehyun moved with a gentle grace, shedding her clothes, her body a familiar landscape of soft curves and smooth skin. Her full breasts, with their delicate pink nipples, rose and fell with each breath. You watched her, your heart aching with a confusing mix of love and something else, something illicit and thrilling.
You reached for her, pulling her close, the warmth of her naked body a shock against yours. Her lips parted under yours, soft and yielding, tasting of the spicy tteokbokki and something uniquely hers. Your hands roamed over her back, down the gentle curve of her spine, cupping her firm ass, pulling her hips against yours. You felt your cock stir, a thick throb of desire.
She whimpered softly as you deepened the kiss, her tongue tangling with yours. You moved to her neck, tracing a path of soft kisses down to her collarbone, then lower, to the swell of her breasts. You took one pink nipple into your mouth, suckling gently, feeling it harden and peak against your tongue. Chaehyun arched into your touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.
“Y-Y/N,” she breathed, her fingers tangling in your hair, pulling your head closer.
You teased her other nipple, flicking it with your thumb, then alternating between the two, suckling, nipping, swirling your tongue around them until they were both hard and sensitive. Her hands clutched your shoulders, her nails digging in lightly as her breath hitched. You felt her wetness already, a warm dampness against your thigh.
You moved between her legs, pressing your hard cock against her wet pussy. She wrapped her legs around your waist, pulling you closer, her hips bucking instinctively. You slid inside her, a slow, deliberate push, feeling her tight embrace, the slick warmth engulfing you. A soft gasp escaped her lips, a sound of pure pleasure.
You began to move, a slow, steady rhythm, each thrust met with her eager response. The bed creaked softly with your movements. You watched her face, her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth open slightly, soft moans escaping with each breath. Her pale skin flushed, a delicate pink spreading across her chest and neck. You kissed her again, deeply, tasting her desire, feeling the frantic beat of her heart against yours.
But even as you moved within her, even as her body trembled beneath yours, a shadow of Dayeon’s face flickered in your mind. Her daring eyes, her mischievous smile. The thought was a sharp, unwelcome jolt, a jarring discord in the symphony of your lovemaking with Chaehyun. You pushed it away, focusing on the woman beneath you, on her pleasure, on your shared intimacy. You thrust harder, faster, pushing her closer to the edge, until she cried out, her body convulsing around you, her climax a wave of pure sensation. You followed quickly, spilling your seed deep inside her, collapsing onto her, your breath ragged.
“I love you,” Chaehyun whispered, her voice thick with emotion, as she held you close.
“I love you too,” you murmured, but a cold knot of guilt tightened in your stomach. The image of Dayeon, stubbornly refusing to fade, tainted the afterglow.
The next day, a text message from an unknown number pinged on your phone.
“still thinking about me, y/n?”
Your heart hammered against your ribs. You knew instantly who it was. Dayeon. You typed a reply, then deleted it, your fingers hovering over the screen. This was dangerous. This was Chaehyun’s best friend. But the thrill, the forbidden excitement, was a potent lure.
“maybe.”
you finally sent, a single word that felt like an irreversible step.
Her reply was instantaneous.
“good. meet me at the cafe near the university tomorrow, 3pm. don’t tell chae.”
The cafe was bustling, the aroma of roasted coffee beans filling the air. You spotted Dayeon tucked away in a corner booth, sipping a latte, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. She wore a simple white t-shirt and jeans, her bobbed hair falling perfectly around her face. She looked innocent, yet her eyes held that familiar spark of mischief, amplified now by a hint of something more predatory.
“You came,” she said, her voice a low purr as you slid into the booth opposite her.
“You asked,” you replied, trying to keep your voice even, but your pulse quickened.
She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “So, did you enjoy your night with Chaehyun?” Her eyes, dark and glittering, held yours. It wasn’t a question; it was an accusation, a challenge.
You swallowed, feeling a blush creep up your neck. “That’s private, Dayeon.”
She chuckled, a soft, throaty sound that sent a shiver down your spine. “Oh, but I know. I know all about Chaehyun. I know she likes it when you kiss her neck just so, and how she moans when you tease her nipples.” She leaned back, a triumphant smirk on her face. “She tells me everything.”
Your jaw tightened. “Why are you doing this?”
“Doing what?” she feigned innocence, batting her eyelashes. “Just making conversation. Or… am I making you uncomfortable, Y/N? Is your loyalty to my best friend wavering?”
The directness of her question caught you off guard. You stared at her, really *looked* at her. She wasn’t just flirting; she was actively trying to tempt you, to see if you would break. The thought of Chaehyun, her trusting smile, her genuine love, flashed through your mind. You should shut this down. Right now. But something in Dayeon’s eyes, a raw, untamed desire, pulled you in.
“What if it is?” you finally said, the words tasting dangerous on your tongue.
Her smile widened, a genuine, delighted grin. “Then maybe… you’re not as loyal as you pretend to be.” She reached across the table, her fingers brushing yours, a fleeting touch that sent a jolt through your arm. “Or maybe… you just want something more.”
The air crackled between you. You knew what she was offering. A forbidden fruit, ripe and tempting. The thought of betraying Chaehyun twisted your gut, but the allure of Dayeon, her brazenness, her blatant desire, was intoxicating.
“What do you want, Dayeon?” you asked, your voice barely a whisper.
Her eyes locked onto yours, blazing with an unspoken promise. “I want to see how far you’ll go.” She stood up, her movements fluid and graceful. “My parents are out of town. The sushi shop is closed. My apartment is empty.” She paused at the end of the table, her gaze unwavering. “Come over. Now.”
You hesitated for only a moment, the image of Chaehyun fading, replaced by the vivid, pulsing presence of Dayeon. The thrill of the forbidden was too strong to resist. You stood, your chair scraping against the floor, and followed her out of the cafe, a silent agreement hanging heavy in the air.
Dayeon’s apartment was sleek and modern, filled with minimalist furniture and vibrant artwork. The scent of her perfume, a sweet, floral note, hung in the air. She led you directly to her bedroom, the blinds already drawn, casting the room in a soft, diffused light. The bed, a large platform affair, dominated the space, its crisp white sheets inviting.
She turned to face you, her expression unreadable for a moment, then a slow, sensual smile spread across her lips. “So,” she began, her voice huskier now, “are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to show me what you’re really made of?”
Your heart pounded. You walked towards her, closing the distance, your hands reaching for her waist. She met you halfway, her hands snaking around your neck, pulling you into a hungry kiss. Her lips were softer than you expected, but her tongue was bolder, pressing against yours, exploring every corner of your mouth. The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more demanding. You tasted coffee, and something else, something uniquely Dayeon – a fiery sweetness that ignited a spark deep within you.
Your hands slid down her back, pressing her hips against yours, feeling the soft denim of her jeans. You felt the undeniable hardness of your cock pressing against her, a clear sign of your desire. She groaned into your mouth, her fingers tangling in your hair, tugging gently.
“Take them off,” she whispered against your lips, her breath hot against your skin. “All of them.”
You pulled back slightly, your eyes locked on hers. Her pupils were dilated, her face flushed with desire. You reached for the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it up and over her head. She helped you, her arms raising, revealing her firm, round breasts, their pink nipples already hard and erect. You stared, a primal urge surging through you. They were smaller than Chaehyun’s, but no less captivating, perfectly shaped, begging for your touch.
You bent your head, taking one into your mouth, suckling hard, feeling the immediate jolt of pleasure that ran through her. She gasped, her hands gripping your hair, holding you there. You worked on one, then the other, flicking your tongue around the sensitive nubs, teasing them, drawing them into your mouth until they were wet and glistening. Dayeon’s moans grew louder, more frantic.
“Oh, Y/N,” she breathed, her body swaying against yours. “You know just how to touch them.”
You moved lower, unbuttoning her jeans, sliding the zipper down. She kicked them off, then her underwear, standing before you completely naked, her body a masterpiece of curves and smooth skin. Her bobbed hair framed her face, her eyes half-lidded with desire. Her pussy, a delicate pink, was already glistening, a clear sign of her arousal.
You shed your own clothes, your erection throbbing, aching for release. She watched you, her gaze tracing every inch of your body, lingering on your thick cock. When you were both naked, you reached for her, pulling her close, reveling in the feel of her soft skin against yours. Her hands explored your chest, your stomach, then dipped lower, wrapping around your throbbing cock. She stroked you, slowly, expertly, until you groaned with pleasure.
“You’re so big,” she whispered, her fingers teasing the head of your cock, a small bead of pre-cum already glistening at its tip.
You bent down, lifting her into your arms. She wrapped her legs around your waist, her pussy pressing against your stomach, warm and wet. You carried her to the bed, laying her down gently, then hovering over her, your eyes devouring her naked form.
“Are you sure about this, Dayeon?” you asked, a last flicker of doubt, of conscience, trying to assert itself.
She reached up, cupping your face in her hands. Her eyes were fierce, determined. “More than sure, Y/N. I want you. Now.”
That was all you needed. You lowered yourself, slowly, letting the head of your cock press against her wet folds. She gasped, her hips rising to meet you. You pushed in, a slow, deliberate movement, feeling her tight embrace, the slick heat of her pussy engulfing you. She was incredibly tight, a delicious friction as you buried yourself deep inside her. A soft, guttural moan escaped her lips as you filled her completely.
You paused for a moment, letting her adjust, letting the sensation sink in. Her body trembled beneath you, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. You began to move, a slow, rhythmic thrust, feeling the exquisite friction of her tight walls against your cock. She wrapped her legs around your waist, pulling you deeper, her hips rising to meet each thrust. The bed creaked with your movements, a rhythmic soundtrack to your escalating passion.
“Oh, god, Y/N,” she gasped, her voice raw with pleasure. “Yes. Just like that.”
You sped up, your thrusts becoming more urgent, more powerful. Her breasts bounced with each movement, her pink nipples beckoning. You leaned down, taking one into your mouth, suckling hard, while your hips pounded into hers. She cried out, her back arching, her fingers digging into your shoulders.
You felt her internal muscles clench around your cock, a delightful squeeze that promised her imminent climax. Her pussy slicked even wetter, a squelching sound accompanying each thrust. You moved faster, harder, pushing her deeper into the mattress, your own climax building rapidly.
“I’m going to come,” she whimpered, her voice strained. “Oh, god, I’m going to come!”
You felt her body convulse, a wave of intense contractions gripping your cock. Her cries filled the room, a symphony of pure, unadulterated pleasure. You pushed one last, desperate thrust, spilling your seed deep inside her, feeling the hot rush as your own climax consumed you. You collapsed onto her, your breath ragged, your body spent.
“Holy shit,” she whispered, her voice still trembling, as she held you tight. “That was… incredible.”
You lay there for a long moment, the scent of sex, sweat, and her perfume filling your nostrils. The guilt was there, a dull ache in your stomach, but it was overshadowed by the exhilarating rush of what you had just done. You had crossed a line, and Dayeon had pulled you over it with an eagerness that matched your own.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” you murmured, your voice muffled against her neck.
She pulled back, her eyes shining with a dangerous light. “But we did. And you liked it. Don’t lie, Y/N.”
You couldn’t. You had liked it. More than you wanted to admit.
“What now?” you asked, a hint of desperation in your voice.
She smiled, a slow, knowing smile that sent a shiver down your spine. “Now? Now we keep our secret. And we do it again.”
And so, it began. The secret rendezvous, the stolen moments, the illicit thrill of deception. Dayeon was insatiable, demanding, and utterly captivating. You found yourself drawn to her, pulled into her orbit with an irresistible force. Her apartment became your secret haven, a place where you could shed your inhibitions and indulge in a raw, unbridled passion that you hadn't known you craved.
The next few weeks were a blur of nervous glances, coded texts, and whispered promises. You saw Chaehyun regularly, of course, maintaining the facade of your loving relationship. You’d kiss her, hold her, make love to her, but always, Dayeon’s face would flicker in your mind, her touch, her scent, her wild abandon. It was a constant, gnawing presence.
One afternoon, Chaehyun called you, her voice bright and cheerful. “Y/N, are you busy? Dayeon and I are having a girls’ night in, but she just suggested we video call you for a bit.”
Your blood ran cold. You were in Dayeon’s apartment, naked, Dayeon’s mouth already working its magic on your cock. You were supposed to be at the studio, practicing.
“Uh, yeah, Chaehyun, I’m actually at the studio,” you stammered, trying to sound convincing. “Just finishing up a track. Can I call you back in a bit?”
Dayeon pulled her head up, her eyes glinting mischievously. She mouthed, “No. Answer it.”
Your heart hammered. “Actually, wait, I think I can take a quick break. Let me just… set up.” You fumbled for your phone, your eyes wide with panic. Dayeon, a wicked grin on her face, snatched your phone from your hand.
“Don’t worry, I’ll set it up,” she whispered, her voice laced with amusement. She propped your phone against a stack of books on her bedside table, angling it so that your upper torso and face were visible, but everything below your waist was out of frame. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she knelt between your legs, her eyes still fixed on yours, a silent challenge.
The video call connected. Chaehyun’s smiling face filled the screen, Dayeon’s bobbed head visible beside her.
“Hey, love!” Chaehyun’s voice was warm, comforting. “What are you up to? You look a little… flushed.”
You tried to keep your breathing even, your face composed, as Dayeon’s soft lips closed around the head of your cock, her tongue swirling expertly. A gasp almost escaped you.
“Just… intense practice,” you managed, your voice a little strained. “Really getting into the groove.”
Dayeon’s eyes twinkled as she worked, her mouth a warm, wet heaven around your cock. She pulled back slightly, letting the tip of her tongue tease your sensitive underside, then took you deeper, her throat working rhythmically. You could feel the suction, the wet warmth, the exquisite pressure.
“We were just talking about how much we miss you,” Chaehyun said, oblivious, a soft smile on her face. “Dayeon was just saying how you’re always so busy with your music.”
Dayeon made a soft humming sound, her head bobbing. You bit your lip, trying to suppress a groan. The sensation was overwhelming, the thrill of being caught between two worlds, two women, intoxicating. Dayeon’s hand wrapped around your shaft, her fingers stroking you as her mouth continued its work, her tongue flicking, sucking, teasing.
“Yeah, well, you know how it is,” you mumbled, trying to keep your voice steady. “Gotta make that music.”
Dayeon looked up at you, her eyes daring you. She started to suck harder, deeper, her throat working to accommodate your full length. You felt your balls tighten, a familiar pressure building. You were on the verge.
“Oh, Y/N, you’re so cute when you’re passionate about something,” Chaehyun cooed. “We should plan a weekend trip soon, just the three of us. It’s been too long since we all hung out properly.”
Dayeon pulled away, her lips slick and wet, a triumphant smirk on her face. You could barely breathe, your cock throbbing, a thin stream of pre-cum escaping. She glanced at the phone, then back at you, a silent question in her eyes.
“Yeah, that sounds great, Chaehyun,” you said, your voice raspy. “I’d love that. I… I actually have to go. My bandmates are calling me back in. I’ll text you later, okay?”
“Okay, love! Talk to you soon!” Chaehyun chirped.
The call ended. Dayeon immediately took your cock back into her mouth, her eyes locking with yours, a triumphant, wicked gleam in their depths. She sucked you harder, faster, her tongue swirling around the head, her fingers milking your shaft until you could no longer hold back. You groaned, your hips bucking, spilling your hot load into her mouth. She swallowed, then pulled back, her lips glistening, a satisfied smile on her face.
“See?” she whispered, her voice thick with pleasure and triumph. “You’re mine.”
The affair continued, a dangerous dance of desire and deception. You were caught in Dayeon’s web, unable, or unwilling, to break free. The guilt gnawed at you, a constant companion, but the thrill of the forbidden, the sheer intensity of your sexual encounters with Dayeon, overshadowed everything.
One evening, you were at Chaehyun’s apartment, curled up on the sofa, watching a movie. Chaehyun was nestled against you, her head on your shoulder, her breathing soft and even. She had fallen asleep. You reached for your phone, scrolling through messages, when a new one popped up, a picture from Dayeon. It was a selfie, Dayeon in a provocative pose, her breasts barely contained by a flimsy top, her eyes smoldering. The message beneath it read,
“thinking of you. wish you were here.”
You felt a jolt of alarm. You quickly deleted the message, but it was too late. Chaehyun stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at you, a sleepy smile on her face.
“What are you looking at?” she mumbled, stretching.
Your heart hammered. You tried to act casual. “Just… checking the news.”
But her eyes, now fully open, flickered to your phone screen. She didn’t see the message, but she saw the notification, the sender’s name, Dayeon. And then, her eyes narrowed, a subtle shift in her expression.
“Dayeon sent you a picture?” she asked, her voice calm, but with an underlying edge that made your blood run cold.
You swallowed, trying to think of an excuse. “Oh, uh, yeah. Just a funny meme she found. You know Dayeon.”
Chaehyun sat up, pulling away from you, her gaze steady and unnerving. “Y/N,” she said, her voice quiet, but firm. “Don’t lie to me.”
The calm in her voice was more terrifying than any outburst. You knew, in that moment, that she knew.
“Chaehyun…” you began, but the words caught in your throat.
“How long?” she asked, her eyes searching yours, a profound sadness replacing the earlier calm. “How long have you been sleeping with Dayeon?”
You couldn’t deny it. The dam broke. You confessed, the words tumbling out, a torrent of guilt and shame. You told her everything, the initial dare, the cafe, the apartment, the phone sex. You told her about the thrill, the excitement, the undeniable pull towards Dayeon.
Chaehyun listened, her face pale, her expression unreadable. Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn’t cry out, didn’t scream. She simply sat there, absorbing the brutal truth.
“I’m so sorry, Chaehyun,” you whispered, reaching for her hand.
She pulled away, her gaze distant. “Sorry? Sorry for what, Y/N? For betraying me? For making a fool out of me with my best friend?” Her voice was trembling now, a raw pain lacing every word.
The silence that followed was deafening, filled with the weight of your betrayal. You expected anger, tears, a furious outburst. But Chaehyun, ever the logical one, surprised you.
“I need to think,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. She stood up, her movements stiff, and walked out of the room, leaving you alone with your shame.
The next few days were agonizing. Chaehyun avoided you, answering your calls with curt, monosyllabic replies, her texts even colder. You felt a profound sense of loss, the realization of what you had jeopardized, what you had almost destroyed.
Then, a text from Chaehyun.
“meet me at the cafe tomorrow. just us.”
Your heart pounded with a mix of dread and a sliver of hope. You arrived at the cafe, your stomach in knots. Chaehyun was already there, sipping a green tea, her face still pale, but her eyes held a new, unreadable glint.
“Y/N,” she said, her voice calm, almost detached. “I’ve done a lot of thinking.”
You braced yourself for the inevitable breakup.
“I’m angry,” she continued, her gaze unwavering. “I’m hurt. And I’m incredibly disappointed in both of you.”
You bowed your head, unable to meet her gaze. “I know. I deserve it.”
“But,” she said, and your head snapped up, hope flickering. “I also understand. Dayeon has a way of… getting under your skin. And I know you love me.”
You nodded, fervently. “I do, Chaehyun. I love you more than anything.”
She sighed, a long, weary sound. “This isn’t easy for me to say. But… I’ve always been open-minded. And… I’ve always been curious.” She paused, taking a deep breath. “I want to try something.”
You stared at her, utterly bewildered. “Try what?”
Her cheeks flushed a delicate pink, a rare sign of her shyness. “I want… I want you both. I want a threesome. With Dayeon.”
Your jaw dropped. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Chaehyun, your quiet, logical Chaehyun, was suggesting a threesome with the woman you had cheated on her with.
“Are you serious?” you finally managed, your voice a hoarse whisper.
She met your gaze, her eyes firm. “Never more serious. I want to understand what it is about her that drew you in. And… I want to be a part of it. I want to experience it.” Her voice dropped, a hint of vulnerability creeping in. “I want to know if I can keep you.”
A wave of conflicting emotions washed over you: shock, relief, guilt, and a powerful surge of desire. This was an unexpected turn, a path you never imagined.
“Okay,” you said, your voice trembling. “Okay, Chaehyun. If that’s what you want.”
She nodded, a small, determined smile on her lips. “It is.”
The next day, the three of you met at Chaehyun’s apartment. The air was thick with tension, a mix of awkwardness, anticipation, and a strange undercurrent of excitement. Dayeon looked nervous, her usual boisterous energy subdued. Chaehyun, though pale, carried herself with a quiet determination.
“So,” Chaehyun began, breaking the silence, her voice surprisingly steady. “Dayeon, I know what you and Y/N have been doing.”
Dayeon flinched, her eyes darting between Chaehyun and you. “Chaehyun, I’m so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. It was a mistake.”
“Was it?” Chaehyun asked, a faint eyebrow raised. “Or did you enjoy it a little too much?”
Dayeon swallowed, her gaze dropping to the floor. “I… I did. At first. But then… I felt so guilty. You’re my best friend.”
Chaehyun sighed. “I know. And I’m angry. But… I’m also curious. And I’ve decided… I want to join you.”
Dayeon’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with shock. “Join us? Chaehyun, what are you saying?”
“I’m saying,” Chaehyun said, standing up, her gaze sweeping over both of you, “I want to experience it. All of it. With both of you.” She walked towards you, taking your hand, then turned to Dayeon, offering her other hand. “Are you both in?”
Dayeon hesitated for a moment, then, slowly, she reached out and took Chaehyun’s hand. Her eyes met yours, a complex mix of fear, relief, and a nascent excitement.
Chaehyun led you both into her bedroom, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting long shadows. The atmosphere, once tense, now crackled with a different kind of energy, a shared anticipation. She turned to you both, a small, shy smile playing on her lips.
“I’ve never done this before,” she admitted, her voice a little shaky. “So… be gentle with me.”
Dayeon, her earlier nervousness replaced by a newfound resolve, stepped forward. “We will, Chaehyun. We promise.”
Chaehyun began to undress, her movements slow and deliberate, her pale skin glowing in the dim light. She shed her clothes piece by piece, revealing her soft curves, her full breasts with their delicate pink nipples. You watched, mesmerized, as did Dayeon, her breath catching in her throat.
When Chaehyun stood before you both, completely naked, a blush spread across her chest, but her gaze was firm, challenging. “Now you two.”
You and Dayeon exchanged a glance, then began to shed your own clothes. Dayeon, with her smaller frame and bobbed hair, her firm breasts and glistening pussy, was a stark contrast to Chaehyun’s more voluptuous form. You, with your thick cock already straining, felt a primal urge surge through you.
When all three of you stood naked in the room, the air thrummed with unspoken desire. Chaehyun, surprisingly, was the one who made the first move. She walked towards you, her hands reaching for your chest, then she leaned in, kissing you deeply, her tongue exploring your mouth with a newfound intensity.
As you kissed, Dayeon, emboldened, moved towards Chaehyun. She reached out, her fingers gently tracing the curve of Chaehyun’s spine, then moving lower, to the swell of her ass. Chaehyun gasped into your mouth, her body tensing, then relaxing into Dayeon’s touch.
You broke the kiss, your eyes locking with Chaehyun’s. She nodded, a silent permission. You watched as Dayeon’s hands roamed over Chaehyun’s body, exploring her curves, her fingers teasing her firm ass. Dayeon then bent her head, taking one of Chaehyun’s pink nipples into her mouth, suckling gently. Chaehyun arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips, her hands clutching your shoulders.
You found yourself drawn into the spectacle, a voyeur and a participant all at once. You reached out, your hand finding Dayeon’s bobbed hair, gently stroking it as she pleasured Chaehyun. You then moved your other hand to Chaehyun’s other breast, taking her nipple between your fingers, rolling it gently, watching it harden and peak. Chaehyun whimpered, caught between two sources of pleasure.
Dayeon pulled away from Chaehyun’s breast, her lips slick, and looked up at Chaehyun, her eyes shining. “You’re beautiful, Chaehyun.”
Chaehyun, flushed and breathless, smiled, a genuine, joyful smile. “You too, Dayeon.”
You then kissed Chaehyun again, your tongue tangling with hers, tasting the lingering sweetness of Dayeon’s mouth. Your hands slid down Chaehyun’s body, exploring her soft skin, her full hips. You then lowered yourself, kneeling between Chaehyun’s legs, your thick cock throbbing with anticipation.
Chaehyun’s pussy was already glistening, a warm, inviting sight. You teased her clit with your thumb, watching her hips buck instinctively. She groaned, her fingers tangling in your hair. Dayeon, not to be outdone, knelt beside you, her own fingers reaching for Chaehyun’s pussy, tracing the delicate folds, then dipping inside, a soft gasp escaping Chaehyun’s lips.
You positioned yourself, the head of your cock pressing against Chaehyun’s wet entrance. She looked at you, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. You pushed in slowly, feeling her tight embrace, the slick warmth engulfing you. She gasped, her body tensing, then relaxing as you filled her.
As you began to thrust, a slow, deliberate rhythm, Dayeon leaned in, taking Chaehyun’s mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue tangling with Chaehyun’s, mirroring your movements. Chaehyun was caught in a delicious vise, pleasured by both of you, her body responding with an uninhibited abandon that surprised even you.
You moved faster, your hips pounding into Chaehyun’s, feeling her internal muscles clench around your cock. Her moans grew louder, more frantic, mingling with the sounds of Dayeon’s kisses and soft whispers. You watched their faces, both flushed, both lost in a world of pure sensation.
Dayeon’s hand left Chaehyun’s pussy, moving to your balls, cupping them gently, then stroking your shaft as you moved inside Chaehyun. The combined sensations were overwhelming, pushing you closer to the edge.
“I’m going to come,” Chaehyun gasped, her voice raw, her body trembling beneath you.
“Let go, baby,” you whispered, thrusting harder, faster, pushing her towards the precipice.
She cried out, her body convulsing around your cock, her climax a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure. As she rode the wave, Dayeon pulled away from her mouth, her lips glistening, and moved to her other breast, suckling hard, helping to prolong Chaehyun’s ecstasy.
You felt your own climax building, a powerful surge. You pulled out of Chaehyun, your cock dripping and hot, and turned to Dayeon, who was still suckling Chaehyun’s breast. Dayeon looked up, her eyes wide. You grabbed her by the hips, pulling her towards you, positioning your thick cock at her entrance.
“My turn,” you growled, pushing into her, feeling her tight embrace, the familiar, delicious friction of her pussy. She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut, her body arching to meet you.
You pounded into Dayeon, your hips moving with a frantic urgency, your eyes still on Chaehyun, who was now watching you both, her face flushed, a curious smile on her lips. Dayeon’s moans filled the air, mingling with Chaehyun’s soft gasps. You felt your climax surge, a powerful wave, and you spilled your seed deep inside Dayeon, collapsing onto her, your breath ragged.
As you lay there, spent and breathless, Chaehyun knelt beside you, her hand reaching out, stroking your sweat-damp hair. She then reached for Dayeon’s hand, lacing her fingers through hers.
“That was… something,” Chaehyun whispered, her voice still a little shaky, but a profound satisfaction in her eyes. She looked at you, then at Dayeon, a soft, genuine smile on her lips. “I think… I understand now.”
Dayeon, still panting, looked at Chaehyun, tears welling in her eyes. “Chaehyun, I’m so sorry. I really am.”
Chaehyun leaned in, kissing Dayeon’s forehead. “It’s okay, Dayeon. We’ll figure it out. Together.” She then looked at you, her eyes filled with a new depth, a new understanding. “You filled us both up, Y/N. You truly did.”
You looked at the two women, both beautiful, both yours, in a way you never anticipated. The guilt hadn’t vanished entirely, but it was now overshadowed by a strange sense of completeness, a complex, messy, but undeniably exhilarating new beginning. The Seoul night outside seemed to hum with a different kind of energy, a secret shared, a bond forged in the crucible of betrayal and unexpected desire. Your heart, once burdened by deceit, now beat with a thrilling, uncertain rhythm, ready for whatever this new, tangled love would bring.
author's note : some piss kink stuff at the end. also, this is my 2nd to last draft (ill be posting my last draft soon, aka another chaeda fic) and ill probably be kinda ia in the upcoming days or weeks. but don't worry, i'll work on requests. enjoy!
The insistent buzz of Dayeon’s call ripped through the quiet hum of Jahaziel’s apartment. He stretched, a ripple of muscle across his bare chest, pushing himself up from the worn leather couch. The screen glowed with her name, an electric blue against the dim light filtering through his blinds. It was late, past midnight, the kind of hour reserved for emergencies or illicit desires. His thumb hesitated, then swiped.
“J, God, are you awake?” Her voice clawed through the speaker, raw, jagged, utterly unlike her usual boisterous cheer. A guttural sob tore through the line, making his stomach clench.
“Dayeon? What’s wrong?” He pushed himself fully upright, the easy calm of sleep evaporating. He moved to the kitchen, grabbing a glass, filling it with water as if the mundane action could anchor him.
“He… he told me.” Another choked sound. “He told me, J. He cheated. So many times. He just… left.” The words tumbled out, fragments of a shattered confession.
“Who? Your boyfriend?” The question was rhetorical, stupid even. Who else could unravel her like this?
“Yes, him! The one I told you about, the one who… God, J, I’m such an idiot.” Her voice cracked, dissolving into a ragged gasp. “I’m at his place. He just… walked out. He packed a bag, just like that. Said he couldn’t do it anymore. Said he was seeing someone else, for months. Months.” The last word was a wail.
Jahaziel leaned against the cool countertop, the glass forgotten in his hand. He pictured her, probably curled on the floor of her ex’s sterile apartment, phone clutched in a trembling hand, mascara streaking her face. He knew that apartment; he’d dropped her off there often enough after their clandestine meetups. The thought of her weeping in that space, now tainted by betrayal, twisted something inside him.
“Where are you now, Dayeon?” His voice softened, a low rumble of concern.
“I… I don’t know. I’m still here. I can’t move. I can’t breathe.”
“Listen to me. Get out of there. You don’t need to be there. Come here.” He didn’t offer, he commanded. It was instinct, the primal urge to protect, to shelter. Their arrangement, their status, blurred in that moment. She was hurting, and he was the only one she called.
A shaky breath. “J, I… I can’t. I just… I need to forget. I need to feel something else. Anything but this.” Her voice dropped, a desperate whisper. “I need you to fuck me, J. Fuck me until I can’t think straight. Until I can’t remember his name. Fill me up, all my holes. Degrade me. Make me feel like a used piece of trash. Cover me in your cum. Every part. Please, J. Please.”
His breath hitched. The raw desperation in her plea, the abrupt shift from anguish to a carnal request, hit him like a physical blow. He understood. It wasn't about pleasure, not really. It was about erasure, about overwhelming pain with sensation, about replacing one kind of degradation with another she could control, or at least, one she chose.
“Dayeon,” he began, his voice a little hoarse. “You’re hurting. I can be there for you, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
“I want this, J. Don’t you understand? I need it. I need to be used. I need to be dirty. I need to feel nothing but you inside me, everywhere. I don’t want to think about him. I want to think about your cock, about your cum, about how you own me. Please. Don’t deny me this.” Her voice was a fragile plea, laced with a manic edge.
He closed his eyes, the image of her tear-streaked face vivid in his mind. He knew her. Knew the fire beneath the laughter, the fierce intensity that drove her. This wasn’t a whim; it was a desperate cry for oblivion. He wouldn’t deny her. He couldn’t.
“Okay,” he said, his voice firm, resolute. “Come over. I’ll be waiting.”
A small, broken sound of relief escaped her lips before the line went dead.
Jahaziel moved through his apartment with a quiet efficiency, his mind racing. He tidied the living room, ensuring no stray clothes or forgotten textbooks lay about. He dimmed the lights, casting the space in a soft, welcoming glow. He knew she wouldn’t want a bright, stark environment. He took a quick, cool shower, scrubbing away the remnants of sleep, his body taut with a mixture of concern and a burgeoning, protective arousal. He pulled on a pair of soft sweatpants, leaving his chest bare. He wanted to be ready, to be present for whatever she needed.
Thirty minutes later, true to her word, a frantic knocking rattled his front door. He opened it to find Dayeon, a crumpled mess of a woman, framed against the faint glow of the hallway light. Her usually vibrant hair was disheveled, clinging to her wet cheeks. Her eyes, normally sparkling with mischief, were puffy and red-rimmed, a river of mascara streaking down her face. She wore a thin, summery dress, ill-suited for the cool night air, and clutched a small, worn purse to her chest.
“J,” she choked, her voice a raw rasp. Her lips trembled, unable to form another coherent word.
He didn’t speak. He simply reached out, pulling her into his apartment, into the protective circle of his arms. Her body felt small, fragile, shaking violently against his. He closed the door behind her, plunging them into the muted light of his living room.
She buried her face in his chest, her arms wrapping around his waist with a desperate grip. A shuddering sob tore from her, then another, and another, until her entire body convulsed with the force of her grief. He held her, stroking her hair, the soft strands damp against his fingers. He felt the wetness of her tears seeping through his sweatpants, a stark testament to her pain.
“Shh,” he murmured, his voice a low thrum against her ear. “It’s okay. Let it out.”
She clung to him, her cries echoing in the quiet apartment, a symphony of heartbreak. He let her weep, letting the storm rage, knowing that sometimes, the only way through was to let it break you first. He guided her gently towards the couch, sinking down with her still in his embrace. She didn’t let go, her grip like a lifeline.
Minutes bled into a quarter-hour, then more. Her sobs slowly subsided, dwindling to ragged gasps, then quiet sniffles. She finally pulled back, her face a blotchy, tear-stained canvas. Her eyes, though still red, held a flicker of something new, a desperate resolve.
“I meant what I said, J.” Her voice was barely a whisper, hoarse from crying. She looked up at him, her gaze unwavering, even through the haze of tears. “I need you to fuck me until I’m broken. Until I can’t think. Until I’m nothing but a body for you.”
His jaw tightened. He saw the pain, but he also saw the fierce determination. He wouldn’t argue. Not now. He would give her what she asked, and more. He would be her oblivion.
“Okay, Dayeon,” he said, his voice a low, steady promise. He reached out, his thumb gently wiping a tear from her cheek. His touch was soft, tender, a stark contrast to the brutality she craved. “I’m here. I’ll give you everything you need.”
Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, a tiny, almost imperceptible nod. She leaned into his touch, then, with a sudden surge of energy, she pushed away, scrambling off the couch. She stood before him, her hands fumbling with the thin straps of her dress.
“Take it off,” she commanded, her voice regaining some of its usual force, though still raw. “I want to be naked. I want to be open for you.”
He watched her, his gaze sweeping over her trembling form. Her hands were still shaking, but her movements were deliberate. She peeled the dress from her shoulders, letting it fall in a silken pool at her feet. She wore nothing underneath. Her body, usually vibrant and confident, now seemed vulnerable, exposed. Her nipples were tight, her belly soft, her pubic mound a dark shadow.
He rose from the couch, moving towards her with slow, deliberate steps. The air in the room thickened, charged with unspoken needs. He reached for her, his large hands settling on her waist, his thumbs brushing against the soft skin of her hips. Her breath hitched.
“Are you sure, Dayeon?” he whispered, his voice a deep rumble against her ear. “You can stop this at any time.”
She met his gaze, her eyes blazing with a mixture of pain and desperate desire. “No. I can’t. Don’t you dare stop, J. Not until I beg you to.”
His hands slid up her back, cupping the soft curve of her ass, pulling her flush against his hard body. The thin fabric of his sweatpants did little to conceal the prominent bulge of his cock, already thick and throbbing. She gasped, a small, involuntary sound.
“Good,” he murmured, a primal satisfaction in his tone. “That’s what I want to hear.”
He lowered his head, his lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck, just beneath her ear. He trailed a line of soft kisses, his tongue flicking out, tasting the salt of her tears, the faint scent of her perfume. She shivered, a tremor running through her entire frame.
“J,” she whimpered, her head tilting back, exposing more of her throat to his ministrations.
He moved lower, his lips finding the hollow of her collarbone, then the swell of her breast. He sucked gently, his tongue teasing the sensitive skin around her nipple. She arched into him, a soft moan escaping her lips. His hand moved to her breast, cupping the soft weight, his thumb circling her already erect nipple.
“You’re so beautiful, Dayeon,” he whispered against her skin, his voice rough with burgeoning desire. “Even like this.”
“No,” she whimpered, pushing his head away slightly. “Don’t say that. Don’t be gentle. I don’t want pretty words. I want… I want to be used.” Her voice cracked on the last word.
He paused, looking into her eyes. He saw the raw pain, the desperate plea. He understood. This wasn’t about romance; it was about brutal, overwhelming sensation.
His grip on her tightened, becoming less gentle, more possessive. He squeezed her ass, pulling her hips even closer, grinding his hard cock against her belly. She gasped, her eyes widening.
“You want to be used?” he rumbled, his voice dropping to a low, guttural growl. “Then I’ll use you. I’ll use every inch of you until you can’t remember your own name.”
He moved swiftly, bending down, scooping her up into his arms. She cried out, a surprised squeak, then wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms locking around his neck. He carried her into his bedroom, the faint light from the living room casting long shadows. He laid her down on his bed, the soft mattress sinking beneath her weight. She lay there, spread out, waiting, her chest heaving.
He stood over her, a dark, imposing figure. His eyes raked over her body, lingering on her swollen lips, her flushed cheeks, the wetness already glistening between her thighs.
“Open your legs, Dayeon,” he commanded, his voice devoid of tenderness, yet filled with a potent, demanding authority.
She obeyed instantly, her legs spreading wide, her knees bent, exposing her pussy fully to his gaze. Her clit, a small, dark pearl, peeked out from her swollen labia, glistening with pre-cum. A faint scent, musky and sweet, wafted up to him.
He knelt between her legs, his gaze fixed on her pussy. He reached out, his finger tracing the delicate folds of her labia. She shivered, a small gasp escaping her lips.
“So wet,” he murmured, his voice a low growl. “Already begging for me.”
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Please, J. Fill me. I need to be filled.”
He leaned down, his tongue flicking out, tasting her sweet nectar. She arched her back, her fingers tangling in his hair. He plunged his tongue deeper, circling her clit, then sucking on it gently, firmly. A moan tore from her throat, a raw, animalistic sound.
“Oh, God, J! Yes! More!”
He obliged, his tongue working her clit with practiced skill, his fingers spreading her labia wider, allowing him full access. He licked, he sucked, he nibbled, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her hips bucked beneath him, her body writhing, desperate for release.
“I’m going to cum, J! Oh, fuck! I’m going to cum!”
He ignored her words, continuing his assault, pushing her further, wanting to break her, to shatter her with pleasure. He wanted her to forget everything but this.
A guttural cry tore from her lips as her body convulsed, her pussy clenching around his tongue, a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure washing over her. She bucked, her legs trembling, her fingers digging into his scalp.
He pulled back, his mouth slick with her juices, leaving her panting, gasping for air, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm. He looked at her, her eyes glazed over, her lips swollen.
“That’s just the beginning, Dayeon,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You asked for more. You asked to be filled. And I’m going to fill you.”
He stood up, shucking off his sweatpants, letting them drop to the floor. His cock, already rock-hard, sprang free, thick and heavy, its head glistening with pre-cum. It throbbed, eager for entry. Dayeon’s eyes locked onto it, a flicker of awe, then pure hunger, replacing the pain.
“That’s what I need,” she whispered, her voice raw. “All of it. Bury it in me.”
He knelt between her legs again, positioning his shaft at the entrance of her pussy. He rubbed the head against her clit, eliciting another gasp from her.
“You want me to bury it?” he asked, his voice a low, dangerous growl. “You want me to forget your name?”
“Yes!” she cried, her voice desperate. “Fuck me, J! Please! Fuck me hard!”
He didn’t hesitate. With a single, powerful thrust, he plunged his entire cock into her. A sharp cry escaped her lips, a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her pussy was tight, incredibly so, gripping him like a velvet vise. He felt her stretch, felt the resistance, then the yielding.
“Fuck!” he grunted, the sensation almost overwhelming. “You’re so tight.”
He pulled back almost completely, then drove back in, this time with more force, burying himself to the hilt. The bedsprings creaked in protest. Her hips lifted to meet him, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.
“Oh, God! Yes!” she screamed, her voice hoarse. “Harder, J! Fuck me harder!”
He began to move, a slow, deliberate rhythm at first, then picking up speed, his hips pounding against hers. The shlicking, squelching sounds of their bodies meeting filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and moans. His balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, a rhythmic thud against her skin.
He watched her face, watched the pain slowly give way to pure, unadulterated pleasure. Her head thrashed on the pillow, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips parted in a silent scream. Her body arched, her back bowing, desperate for more.
“You wanted to be used, Dayeon?” he growled, his voice raw. “You wanted to be fucked until you can’t think? Is this enough?”
“No!” she cried, her voice a desperate plea. “More! I want more! Fuck me like a slut, J! Fuck me like I’m nothing but your cum receptacle!”
Her words, sharp and demeaning, ignited a dark spark within him. He pulled out, quickly, then flipped her over onto her stomach, pushing her ass high into the air. She gasped, surprised, then understood.
“My ass, J?” she whimpered, a flicker of apprehension in her voice.
“You said every hole,” he reminded her, his voice a low, commanding growl. He spread her ass cheeks, exposing her tight, puckered asshole. He licked his lips, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “This one too.”
He spit on his hand, slicking his cock with his saliva, then positioned the head against her asshole. She tensed, her body rigid.
“Relax, Dayeon,” he commanded, his voice firm. “Let go. This is what you asked for.”
He pushed, slowly at first, feeling the tight ring of muscle resist him. She cried out, a sharp, choked sound.
“It hurts, J!”
“It will,” he grunted, pushing a little more. “But you want this. You need this. Open for me.”
He nudged, he stretched, he pushed, inch by agonizing inch. Her ass clenched around him, fighting him. But he was relentless. He felt a pop, a tearing sensation, then his cock slid through, slowly, steadily, until he was buried deep in her ass.
A guttural scream tore from her, a mix of pain and a strange, desperate thrill. Her body shuddered, her fingers digging into the sheets.
“Oh, God! J! It’s too much!”
“No, it’s not,” he growled, holding her still, letting her adjust to the invasion. He felt her muscles slowly relax, slowly accommodate him. “You wanted to be filled. You wanted to forget. This will make you forget everything.”
He began to move, a slower, more deliberate rhythm than before, each thrust deep and powerful. Her ass gripped him tightly, the sensation almost overwhelming. The air pushed out of her orifice with each plunge, a soft, wet sound.
“Fuck,” he gasped, his voice strained. “You’re so tight in here. So good.”
She whimpered, her face buried in the pillow, her body arching and bucking with his movements. He slammed into her ass again and again, his cock stretching her, filling her completely. He felt himself nearing the edge, the pressure building, the heat intensifying.
“I’m going to cum, Dayeon!” he roared, his voice raw. “I’m going to fill you up!”
“Cum in me, J! Fill me up! Fill my ass! Make me your cum slut!” she shrieked, her voice frantic, her body convulsing again as she neared another climax, this one fueled by the brutal penetration.
He pulled out of her ass with a wet *shlick*, then flipped her onto her back again, not giving her a moment to breathe. He spread her legs wide, positioning himself over her pussy once more. Her eyes were glazed over, her body slick with sweat and tears.
“Now, your pussy,” he commanded, his voice thick with lust. He plunged back into her, driving deep, slamming into her cervix with a force that made her cry out.
“Oh, fuck! J! That’s so deep!”
He didn’t answer, just kept pumping into her, harder and faster, his hips slamming against hers, the bed groaning under their combined weight. He felt her pussy clench around him, felt her muscles spasm as she screamed his name, her body arching as she reached her third, explosive orgasm.
He held back, wanting to unleash everything he had. He wanted to drown her in his cum, to cover her, to fulfill her every desperate request. He watched her body shake, watched her eyes roll back in her head, watched the pure, unadulterated pleasure contort her face.
“You wanted to be covered, Dayeon?” he growled, his voice ragged. “You wanted to be filled?”
“Yes! All of it, J! Every drop!”
He gritted his teeth, his entire body tensing. With a final, guttural roar, he emptied himself deep inside her, hot, thick cum pulsing into her pussy, filling her to overflowing. His cock twitched and pulsed, releasing wave after wave of his seed.
He collapsed onto her, his chest heaving, his body slick with sweat. His cum continued to pour into her, a warm, sticky river. She whimpered beneath him, her body still trembling, her pussy overflowing, some of his cum already dribbling down her thighs.
He pulled out slowly, his cock still dripping, leaving her pussy gaping and slick. He watched as his cum, thick and white, oozed out of her, coating her inner thighs, her pubic hair.
“Look at you,” he panted, his voice rough. “Covered in my cum. Just like you asked.”
She lay there, spread out, panting, her eyes fluttering open. She looked down at herself, at the glistening white liquid coating her, then up at him, a strange, dazed expression on her face.
“Not enough,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I want more. I want it everywhere.”
He stared at her, then a dark smile spread across his face. He knew exactly what she meant. He rolled off her, straddling her. He grabbed his cock, still half-hard and dripping, and began to stroke it, watching her eyes follow his movements.
“You want more?” he growled. “You want to be covered?”
He brought his cock close to her face, then, with a sharp flick of his wrist, he shot another stream of cum across her forehead, splattering it across her hair, her cheeks. She gasped, a surprised sound, then closed her eyes, letting it happen.
He continued, stroking his cock, aiming his shots. He coated her breasts, the dark areolas disappearing under a layer of white. He aimed for her stomach, her belly button becoming a small pool. He even managed to get some on her chin, her lips.
“There,” he panted, his cock finally limp, spent. “Are you covered enough now?”
She opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping over her cum-splattered body. A strange, almost triumphant smile touched her lips.
“Almost,” she whispered, her voice still raw. “One more thing.” She reached out, her fingers cupping his balls. “Piss on me, J. Piss on me like I’m your personal toilet.”
His eyes widened. He hadn’t expected that. He looked at her, truly looked at her, searching for any hesitation, any hint of regret. There was none. Only a desperate, almost manic hunger for oblivion.
He nodded slowly. “Okay, Dayeon. If that’s what you want.”
He moved to the side of the bed. He aimed his now-soft cock, then, with a grunt, he began to piss. The warm stream of his urine splattered onto her stomach, then her legs, running down her cum-covered thighs.
She lay there, motionless, letting the warm liquid wash over her, mingle with his cum, trickle into her pubic hair. She closed her eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. He emptied his bladder, the sound of his stream hitting her body the only noise in the room.
When he was done, he grabbed his sweatpants and pulled them up, then turned to look at her. She was a sight to behold: naked, glistening with cum and piss, her hair matted, her face tear-stained but strangely serene. The strong, pungent scent of urine now mingled with the musky smell of sex.
He laid down beside her, pulling her close. She didn’t resist, simply melted into his side, her head resting on his chest. Her body, though sticky and soiled, felt soft and warm against his. He held her, stroking her hair, letting the silence of the room envelop them.
Minutes passed, stretching into an hour. Her breathing became even, deep. He knew she wasn’t asleep, not truly. She was simply… processing. Letting the raw, overwhelming sensations overwrite the pain.
Finally, she stirred, lifting her head to look at him. Her eyes, though still red, held a different light now. Less pain, more… emptiness. A numb kind of peace.
“Thank you, J,” she whispered, her voice raspy. “Thank you for doing that.”
He kissed the top of her head, his lips brushing against her cum-matted hair. “Anything for you, Dayeon.”
“I just… I needed to feel nothing,” she said, her voice barely audible. “And you… you made me feel everything. So much, that there was no room for anything else.”
He held her tighter, his arm a protective band around her. He understood. This wasn’t a solution, not a cure for her heartbreak. But it was a temporary balm, a brutal, carnal erasure of pain. And he had been there for her, had given her exactly what she needed.
“You’ll be okay, Dayeon,” he murmured, his voice a low, comforting rumble.
She didn’t answer, just pressed closer, her body still sticky against his. He could feel the warmth of her skin, the gentle rise and fall of her chest. The smell of sex, cum, and urine was potent, a tangible reminder of the night’s events. He didn’t mind. It was a testament to the raw, desperate intimacy they had shared.
They lay there for a long time, the world outside forgotten, the quiet hum of the air conditioner the only sound. The first hints of dawn began to paint the sky outside his window, a soft, pale grey against the darkness. The night had been long, brutal, and utterly transformative. Dayeon had come to him broken, begging for oblivion. He had given it to her, in the most primal, visceral way possible. And in the aftermath, a strange, fragile peace had settled over them, a quiet understanding forged in the crucible of pain and desperate desire. He knew this wouldn’t be the end of her healing, but it was a start. And he would be there, for whatever she needed next.
author's note : i dont even fucking know what i just wrote, i just lowkey wanted to write a self insert but here it is for you horny fucks (horny fucks like me)... this isnt even proofread
The soft mattress dipped beneath you, a familiar sigh escaping your lips as the scent of lavender and something vaguely floral, something that clung to their expensive perfumes, filled your nostrils. Your eyes traced the ceiling, the familiar cracks and water stains that mapped out years of your life. How did you get here? How did they get here? Kim Chaehyun, all sharp edges and disdain, and Kim Dayeon, a boisterous echo of her best friend's cruelty, were currently sprawled beside you, their breathing even, their bodies warm against yours. They hated you. They truly did. Every sneer, every cutting remark, every carefully orchestrated humiliation had carved that truth into your memory. So why were they on your bed right now, their bare skin a testament to a night that defied every logical explanation? Why were they here, doing everything you told them to do, a silent, submissive agreement hanging heavy in the air?
The memory of their voices, sharp as shattered glass, still echoed in the hollows of your mind. It was always the same. You’d be minding your own business, maybe sketching a new design for your skateboard deck, or humming a riff from some obscure grunge band, when their shadows would fall over you.
“Look at this one, Dayeon,” Chaehyun’s voice, a silken whip, would cut through the air. You didn’t need to look up to know she was pointing a perfectly manicured finger at you. “Still stuck in the dark ages, Y/N? What is that, a band for grandpas?”
Dayeon would snort, a sound like a pig rooting for truffles. “He probably thinks the internet is a passing fad, Chaehyun-ah. Still listening to… what was it? Hoobastank? Hinder? Is that even a real band?” Her laughter, loud and uninhibited, would ring through the school hallway, drawing curious glances that quickly turned into snickers.
You’d finally meet their gaze, a defiant spark in your eyes. “Better than whatever manufactured garbage you two swallow whole,” you’d retort, your voice a little louder than necessary. “At least my music has soul. It’s not just pretty faces lip-syncing to auto-tuned nonsense.”
Chaehyun’s pale face would tighten, her full chest rising and falling with an indignant breath. “Oh, listen to the philosopher king. ‘Soul.’ You wouldn’t know soul if it bit you, Y/N. Your soul probably smells like stale ramen and unwashed socks.” Her nose would wrinkle, a performance for anyone watching. “Honestly, I don’t know why you even bother showing up. You’re just a walking advertisement for failure.”
“He probably thinks we’re talking to him because we like him,” Dayeon would add, nudging Chaehyun with her elbow. “Isn’t that right, Y/N? Deep down, you secretly wish we’d invite you to our parties, don’t you? Imagine that. You, with your… aesthetic… trying to blend in with actual human beings.” She’d gesture vaguely at your worn band tee and ripped baggy jeans.
“I wouldn’t be caught dead at your vapid parties,” you’d shoot back, the words a raw wound in your throat. “Filled with daddy’s money brats and their plastic smiles. I’d rather listen to a whole album of static than spend five minutes with your kind.”
Chaehyun would step closer, her frame surprisingly intimidating despite your tall height. She’d crane her neck slightly to look you in the eye, her gaze cold. “Oh, you’re so brave when you’re alone, aren’t you? Such a tough guy. But when your little skateboard breaks, who’s going to fix it? When your precious band t-shirt rips, who’s going to buy you another one? Your parents? Oh, wait. They’re probably too busy working their fingers to the bone just to keep you in those… unique… clothes.” The jab about your family always stung the most.
“At least my parents earned what they have,” you’d snarl, your fists clenching at your sides. “They don’t just get handed everything on a silver platter like you two spoiled princesses.”
Dayeon would throw her head back, a peal of laughter escaping her lips. “Oh, a silver platter! How quaint! My parents own a sushi shop, Y/N. A very successful one. They earned their money, thank you very much. Unlike some people’s parents who probably just… exist.” She’d make a dismissive waving motion with her hand.
“And my father owns half the city, Y/N,” Chaehyun would say, her voice dripping with condescension. “He earned that too, through shrewd business. Something your tiny brain probably can’t comprehend. Unlike you, we actually contribute to society. What do you do? Listen to sad music and complain about everything?”
“I skateboard,” you’d mutter, feeling the familiar heat rise in your cheeks. “I create. I actually do things.”
“Oh, skateboarding,” Dayeon would mock, her eyes wide with feigned admiration. “Such a noble pursuit. Are you going to be the next Tony Hawk, Y/N? Or just another broken bone statistic?”
“Leave him alone, Dayeon,” Chaehyun would interject, but it wasn’t out of kindness. It was a calculated move, a change of tactics. “He’s not worth our breath. Let’s go, I need a new handbag. Something that doesn’t smell like… whatever Y/N’s aura is.”
They would turn, their laughter trailing behind them like a toxic vapor, leaving you standing there, seething, the taste of ashes in your mouth. You’d want to scream, to lash out, but you knew it would only fuel their amusement. So you’d just stand there, a loud loser, your hands trembling, wishing you could disappear.
But now, they were here. On your bed. And the air was thick with something entirely different.
“Y/N-ah,” Chaehyun’s voice, a soft whisper that barely pierced the silence, pulled you back to the present. Her head rested on your chest, her breath tickling your skin. “Are you awake?”
You shifted, a low hum rumbling in your throat. “Mmm.”
Dayeon stirred beside you, her arm slung across your waist. “He’s always awake. Probably plotting his next grunge album.” A giggle, softer than you’d ever heard from her, escaped her lips.
You looked down at Chaehyun, her usually sharp features softened by sleep, her pale skin glowing in the dim light filtering through your curtains. Her dark hair fanned out against your skin. You remembered the feel of it wrapped around your fingers, the silkiness, the faint scent of expensive shampoo.
“Noona,” you said, your voice a little rough. “Why are you both here?”
Chaehyun lifted her head, her eyes, usually so cold, now held a curious vulnerability. “Because you told us to be.”
Dayeon squeezed your waist gently. “And because we wanted to.”
Your brow furrowed. “Wanted to? You two hated me. You made my life a living hell.”
Chaehyun sighed, a delicate sound. “We were… immature. And you were… easy to provoke.” A small smile played on her lips. “And you always fought back, even when you knew you shouldn’t. That was… interesting.”
“Yeah,” Dayeon chimed in, propping herself up on an elbow, her chest pressing against your side. “Most guys would just fold. But you? You’d get all red-faced and snarl. It was kind of hot, actually.”
You blinked, a slow dawning understanding washing over you. All those insults, all those confrontations… they weren’t just about bullying. They were a twisted form of attention, a dangerous dance.
“So all that ‘loser’ talk, the ‘grandpa music’… that was just… foreplay?” you asked, a wry chuckle escaping you.
Chaehyun’s cheeks flushed a soft pink. “Don’t be crude, Y/N-ah.” But her eyes glinted with amusement. “It was… a way to see if you had any fire in you. And you did. So much fire.”
“And that fire,” Dayeon added, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, “it burned us both, didn’t it?” She leaned in, her lips brushing your ear. “You were always so quiet, but your eyes… they always screamed what you wanted to do to us.”
The memory of the night before, a whirlwind of unexpected turns, flooded your mind. It started innocently enough, or as innocently as anything involving them could be. You were at the skate park, trying to nail a new trick, when their sleek black car pulled up. You braced yourself for the usual onslaught.
“Still playing with your little toy, Y/N?” Chaehyun had called out, her voice carrying across the concrete. She wore a designer dress, an inappropriate choice for a skate park, but she always dressed to impress.
You’d ignored her, focusing on your board.
“Hey! I’m talking to you, loser!” Dayeon’s voice, louder than usual, cut through your concentration.
You’d stumbled, nearly falling, and glared at them. “What do you want, you two? Come to mock my inability to land a kickflip?”
Chaehyun had stepped out of the car, Dayeon following close behind. “Actually, we just came from a party. It was boring. And Dayeon was talking about how you always have the best music taste, even if it’s… prehistoric.”
Your eyebrows shot up. “Dayeon said that?”
Dayeon had looked away, a rare moment of discomfort. “Well, you do listen to actual instruments, not just synthesizers. And your band shirts are cool. For an old guy.”
“We’re bored, Y/N-ah,” Chaehyun had continued, cutting Dayeon off. “And we heard you have a new guitar pedal. We want to hear it.”
It was the most bizarre request you’d ever heard from them. You hesitated, suspicion warring with a flicker of curiosity. “Why? You hate my music.”
“We’re open-minded,” Dayeon had insisted, though her grin was anything but. “Come on, Y/N. Don’t be a scaredy-cat. Or are you afraid we’ll steal your precious… distortion?”
You’d scoffed. “Fine. But don’t expect a private concert. And don’t touch anything.”
You led them back to your house, the silence in the car almost more unnerving than their usual taunts. Your small room, usually your sanctuary, suddenly felt exposed under their scrutinizing gazes. Your posters of Nirvana and Soundgarden, your overflowing bookshelf, your battered skateboard leaning against the wall – they absorbed it all.
“Wow,” Dayeon had said, her eyes scanning the room. “It’s… exactly what I imagined. A shrine to angsty teenage boys.”
“Shut up, Dayeon,” Chaehyun had murmured, but without her usual bite. She ran a finger over the spine of one of your graphic novels. “You actually read these?”
“Yeah,” you’d replied, feeling a strange mix of defensiveness and pride. “They’re good stories.”
You’d plugged in your guitar, the new pedal humming to life. You played a few riffs, something heavy and raw, a mix of your favorite bands. You expected snickers, eye-rolls. Instead, they watched, surprisingly attentive.
“That’s… powerful,” Chaehyun had said, her voice softer than you’d ever heard it.
“Yeah,” Dayeon had agreed, her head nodding slightly to the rhythm. “It makes you want to… smash things.”
A small, genuine smile had touched your lips. “That’s the idea.”
The music had continued, filling the room, and something shifted between the three of you. The tension, usually a suffocating blanket, thinned, replaced by a strange, almost comfortable quiet. When you finally stopped playing, the silence felt different.
“You’re actually really good, Y/N,” Chaehyun had admitted, her pale cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
Dayeon had clapped, a soft patter. “Encore! Play something else. Something… louder.”
You’d played for them for what felt like hours, the music a bridge between your worlds. The insults had faded, replaced by shared glances, small smiles. As the night deepened, Dayeon had stretched, a languid arch of her back.
You’d rummaged in your fridge, pulling out a couple of lukewarm cans of soda. They’d accepted them without complaint, a small victory in itself. The conversation had drifted, surprisingly, to more personal things. They’d talked about their families, their dreams – Chaehyun, about taking over her father’s business, Dayeon, about opening her own restaurant. And you, you’d found yourself talking about your passion for music, your desire to travel, to see the world beyond this small town.
The atmosphere in your room had grown thick, not with hostility, but with an unfamiliar intimacy. Chaehyun had leaned back against your bed frame, her dress riding up her thighs, revealing a sliver of pale skin. Dayeon, sprawled on your rug, had propped her chin on her hands, her eyes fixed on you.
“You know, Y/N,” Chaehyun had said, her voice barely a whisper, “you’re not at all like we thought you were.”
“And you two,” you’d replied, meeting her gaze, “you’re not just mean girls.”
Dayeon had chuckled, a low, throaty sound. “We can be more than that. Much more.”
The air crackled then, a palpable electricity. You felt a pull, a strange magnetic force drawing you towards them. You saw it in their eyes, too – a hunger, a curiosity that mirrored your own.
Chaehyun had slowly uncrossed her legs, her gaze never leaving yours. “Are you going to just stare, Y/N-ah? Or are you going to do something about it?”
Your heart had hammered against your ribs. You remembered the feeling of their taunts, the sting of their words, but now, a different kind of challenge hung in the air. This wasn’t about humiliation. This was about something raw, something primal.
You set your guitar down, the soft clang echoing in the sudden silence. You walked towards Chaehyun first, your steps deliberate. She watched you, her chest rising and falling with quickening breaths. You reached her, your hand hovering over her arm.
“Noona,” you said, your voice thick with a desire you hadn’t known you possessed. “Are you sure?”
Her eyes, dark and intense, held yours. “I’m sure.”
You leaned down, slowly, giving her every chance to pull away. Your lips met hers, tentative at first, then deepening. Her mouth was soft, surprisingly yielding. You tasted the faint sweetness of the soda, mixed with something uniquely hers – a subtle perfume, a hint of expensive lipstick. Her fingers, usually so quick to point and mock, now tangled in your hair, pulling you closer. Her chest, which had been a constant, mocking presence, now pressed against your chest, soft and warm.
A low moan escaped her throat as your tongue traced the seam of her lips. She parted them, inviting you in, and you dove, exploring the warm cavern of her mouth. Her tongue, slick and agile, met yours, a dance of tentative exploration that quickly escalated into a hungry embrace. You felt her body soften against you, her hands moving from your hair to your neck, her nails lightly scraping your skin, sending shivers down your spine. The kiss deepened, a swirling vortex of sensation, her breath hitching as you sucked lightly on her lower lip.
You pulled back slightly, your eyes still locked with hers, a silent question passing between you.
“Dayeon?” you whispered, your voice hoarse.
Dayeon had been watching, her breathing ragged, her eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and something akin to fear. She pushed herself up from the floor, crawling towards the bed, her movements fluid and uninhibited.
“Don’t forget about me, Y/N-ah,” she breathed, her voice raspy. She reached out, her hand finding your arm, her fingers tracing the muscles there. “You always talk back, always fight. But when you play… you’re different. You’re… everything.”
You turned, pulling her into your embrace. Her lips, fuller and softer than Chaehyun’s, met yours with an urgent desperation. Her tongue, bolder and more playful, immediately tangled with yours, a sensual thrust and parry that left you breathless. You tasted her, a sweeter, fruitier flavor, perhaps from some candy she’d had earlier. Her chest, a bit smaller but no less enticing, were crushed against your chest, her nipples already stiff against your shirt. She hummed into your mouth, a low, needy sound, as your hands found her waist, pulling her flush against you. Her hips pressed against yours, and you felt the undeniable hardness of her pelvis, the soft mound of her pussy against your baggy jeans.
The kisses were a dizzying blur of tongues, lips, and soft moans. You found yourself caught between them, their desires intertwining with your own. You kissed Chaehyun again, then Dayeon, a dizzying back and forth that left you lightheaded.
“Take off your clothes, Y/N-ah,” Chaehyun whispered against your mouth, her voice husky with desire.
Dayeon, already fumbling with the buttons of your shirt, chimed in, “Yeah, get rid of these stupid clothes. We want to see you.”
Your hands, trembling slightly, went to the hem of your shirt. You pulled it over your head, and then your baggy jeans, your boxers. You stood before them, exposed, vulnerable, yet feeling a strange surge of power. Their eyes, wide and hungry, devoured your body. Chaehyun’s gaze lingered on your chest, the outline of your muscles, then dipped lower. Dayeon’s eyes, however, went straight to your cock, a gasp escaping her lips.
“Oh my god,” she breathed, her voice filled with awe. “It’s… huge.”
Chaehyun, ever the more composed, simply nodded, a slow, appreciative smile spreading across her face. “You certainly weren’t lying about that, Y/N-ah.”
You felt a flush creep up your neck. “Thank my dad for my awesome genetics…” You might be a loud loser, but you knew you had something that could impress.
They began to shed their own clothes, a slow, deliberate unveiling. Chaehyun, with elegant movements, unzipped her dress, letting it fall in a silken puddle around her feet. She wore a delicate lace bra and matching panties, the pale fabric a stark contrast to her skin. Her full chest, now freed from the confines of her dress, swelled above the lace, her nipples already hard and prominent. She unhooked her bra, letting it fall, then slowly, tantalizingly, peeled off her panties, revealing the dark triangle of hair between her legs, already glistening.
Dayeon, less graceful but no less captivating, practically ripped off her own dress, a playful grin on her face. She wore a bright pink bra and boy shorts, a youthful exuberance in her choice of lingerie. Her chest bounced slightly as she moved, her nipples peeking through the lace. She, too, shed her bra, then her shorts, revealing a neatly trimmed patch of dark hair.
They stood before you, naked and beautiful, their bodies a testament to their youth and vitality. Chaehyun’s pale skin seemed to glow, her curves soft and inviting. Dayeon’s skin was a touch warmer, her body a little more athletic, her small breasts perky and firm. The air in your room grew thick with their combined scents – their perfume, now mingled with the musk of arousal, a heady cocktail that promised oblivion.
“Come here, Y/N-ah,” Dayeon commanded, her voice a low growl. She practically dragged you onto the bed, pulling you down between them.
You lay on your back, their naked bodies pressing against you, one on each side. Chaehyun’s hand, cool and delicate, traced the length of your cock, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she felt its heat and hardness. Dayeon, bolder, leaned over you, her lips brushing your ear.
“You’re all ours tonight, Y/N,” she whispered, her tongue flicking into your ear. “Every inch of you.”
Chaehyun leaned in, her lips finding your neck, sucking gently, a soft moan escaping her as she felt your body tense beneath her. Her hand continued to caress your cock, her fingers dancing around the sensitive head, making you twitch.
“Noona,” you gasped, your voice strained. “Please.”
Dayeon, hearing your plea, chuckled. She moved lower, her head dipping down. Her warm, wet mouth closed around your cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. A jolt, electric and overwhelming, shot through your body. You arched your back, a guttural groan ripping from your throat. Her lips were soft, her suction firm, her tongue a masterful tease. She licked, she sucked, she teased, her warm breath caressing your balls as she worked her magic.
Chaehyun, not to be outdone, moved her hips against your side, her pussy, wet and hot, pressing against your thigh. She reached down, her fingers finding her own clit, rubbing it lightly, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Her eyes, half-lidded, met yours, a primal hunger burning in their depths.
“You like that, Y/N-ah?” Dayeon mumbled, her mouth still wrapped around you, her voice muffled by your cock. “You like having us worship you?”
You could only nod, your body writhing under her expert ministrations. The sensation was almost too much, a sweet agony that threatened to push you over the edge. You reached out, your hands finding Chaehyun’s breasts, cupping their soft weight, your thumbs circling her hard nipples. She moaned, arching into your touch, her chest filling your hands. You squeezed gently, eliciting a soft whimper from her.
Dayeon pulled away from your cock for a moment, a thin strand of saliva connecting you, her lips glistening. She looked up at you, her eyes sparkling. “You want to be inside us, don’t you, Y/N-ah? You want to feel us wrapped around you.”
“Yes,” you choked out, your voice barely a whisper. “More than anything.”
Chaehyun, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, pushed herself up, straddling your hips. Her pussy, wet and engorged, hovered over your shaft. She took your cock in her hand, guiding it to her wet entrance. You felt the soft, slick lips of her pussy brush against your head, sending shivers through you.
“Slowly, Y/N-ah,” she breathed, her eyes locked with yours. “Make me feel every inch.”
You pushed, slowly, deliberately. Her tight, warm opening enveloped you, inch by agonizing inch. A low moan escaped her, a sound of pure pleasure. You felt the resistance, the tight embrace of her muscles, then the sudden pop as your head breached her inner sanctum. Her hips dropped, taking you deeper, and a gasp, a mixture of pain and ecstasy, tore from her throat. You were fully inside her, the warmth, the wetness, the incredible tightness, a sensation beyond anything you had ever imagined. Her chest, still firm and full, jiggled with her movements as she slowly began to ride you.
Dayeon, seeing your immersion in Chaehyun, didn’t hesitate. She moved down, positioning herself at your side, her hand finding your balls, gently cupping them. Her other hand went to her own pussy, spreading her wet lips, then she brought her fingers to your mouth.
“Taste me, Y/N-ah,” she murmured, her eyes burning with a fierce intensity. “Taste how wet you make me.”
You hesitated for a moment, then opened your mouth, letting her slide her fingers inside. The taste was musky, sweet, and undeniably feminine, a potent elixir that sent another wave of desire through you. You sucked on her fingers, eliciting a soft whimper from her.
Chaehyun, riding you with increasing urgency, leaned down, her lips brushing your ear. “Fuck me harder, Y/N-ah. Fuck me like you hate me. Fuck me like you want to punish me for everything.”
The words, so reminiscent of their past cruelty, ignited a dark spark within you. You gripped her hips, pulling her down, thrusting upwards with a primal force. She screamed, a raw, unrestrained sound, as your cock buried itself deep within her, hitting her cervix with a satisfying thud. The shlicking sound of your cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and moans. Her chest bounced wildly with each thrust, her pale skin flushing.
Dayeon, her fingers still in your mouth, watched the scene unfold, her own breath coming in ragged gasps. She pulled her fingers out, then leaned down, her lips finding your neck, mimicking Chaehyun’s earlier bite.
“My turn, Y/N-ah,” she whispered, her voice thick with impatience. “I want to feel you too.”
Chaehyun, sensing Dayeon’s urgency, pulled away from you, a string of wetness connecting your cock to her pussy. She rolled off you, her body glistening with sweat, her chest heaving. Dayeon immediately replaced her, straddling your hips, her tighter, smaller pussy hovering over your cock. She took you in her hand, guiding you to her entrance.
“Don’t be gentle, Y/N-ah,” she commanded, her eyes wide and hungry. “Show me what a loud loser can really do.”
You pushed, and she gasped, a sharp intake of breath. Her tightness was exhilarating, a delicious friction that made your vision swim. You felt her stretch, felt the slow, deliberate invasion as your cock filled her completely. Her chest, full and firm, pressed against your chest as she leaned forward, her hands bracing against your shoulders.
“Oh god, Y/N-ah,” she moaned, her voice trembling. “It’s… so big. So full.”
You began to thrust, slowly at first, then with increasing speed and power. The squelching sound of your cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy was intoxicating. She wrapped her legs around your waist, pulling you deeper, her hips grinding against yours. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, mingling with Chaehyun’s soft gasps from beside you.
Chaehyun, watching from the side, couldn’t stay still. She reached out, her fingers finding Dayeon’s clit, rubbing it with a steady rhythm. Dayeon cried out, her back arching, her hips bucking against yours.
“Oh, Chaehyun-ah! Yes! Right there!”
You felt the combined heat of their bodies, the wetness, the frantic rhythm of their movements. Dayeon’s pussy clenched around you with each thrust, her internal muscles milking you, drawing you closer to the edge. You could feel the pre-cum slicking your shaft, a clear warning.
“I’m going to cum, Dayeon-ah,” you gasped, your voice thick with impending release.
“Cum inside me, Y/N-ah!” she screamed, her eyes wide with a wild abandon. “Fill me up! Make me yours!”
Chaehyun, her fingers still working Dayeon’s clit, leaned down and kissed your mouth, her tongue plunging in, tasting your raw desire. Just as you felt the first spasms building, Dayeon let out a piercing shriek, her body convulsing around yours, her pussy milking your cock with an intense, pleasurable squeeze. Her chest jiggled violently as her orgasm racked her body. You felt the surge, the hot, thick cum pushing its way out, filling Dayeon’s tight warmth. You groaned, a deep, guttural sound, your body shuddering as you emptied yourself inside her.
You lay there, panting, your body heavy, your cock still buried deep inside Dayeon. She was shaking, her head buried in the crook of your neck, her breath warm against your skin. Chaehyun, her face flushed, pulled away from Dayeon’s clit, her fingers glistening. She looked at you, a triumphant smile on her lips.
“My turn, Y/N-ah,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I want to feel it too.”
You were still half-hard, your body buzzing with the aftermath of your first orgasm. Dayeon, still trembling, slowly pulled herself off you, leaving a wet trail on your stomach. Chaehyun immediately replaced her, her pale skin pressing against your flushed body. She straddled you, her chest swaying as she moved. Her pussy, still glistening and spread, hovered over your semi-erect cock. She took your shaft in her hand, guiding it to her entrance.
“Come back to life for me, Y/N-ah,” she commanded, her voice soft but firm. “I want to feel you hard inside me.”
You felt a flicker of renewed desire, a warmth spreading through you. You pushed, and with a soft sigh, she enveloped you. Her pussy was still incredibly tight, but now it was also incredibly wet, slick with her own arousal and your cum.
She leaned down, her lips finding your ear. “You were so cruel to me before, Y/N-ah. So defiant. Now… you’re mine. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours, noona,” you whispered, your hands finding her hips, pulling her closer.
She began to ride you, slowly at first, then with a fierce intensity. Her chest bounced with each thrust, her pale skin flushing a vibrant red. The shlicking sound of your cock sliding in and out of her echoed in the room. She moaned, her head thrown back, her hair fanning out around her. Her hands gripped your shoulders, her nails digging in slightly, a delicious pain.
Dayeon, now lying beside you, reached out, her hand finding Chaehyun’s breast, gently cupping it. She teased the nipple, eliciting a sharp gasp from Chaehyun.
“You like that, Chaehyun-ah?” Dayeon purred, her voice low and husky. “You like being touched while he’s fucking you?”
Chaehyun could only nod, her eyes squeezed shut, her moans growing louder. You felt her internal muscles clench around you, pulling you deeper, harder. She was riding you with a desperation that mirrored your own. You could feel the blood rushing through your veins, your cock swelling again, growing harder inside her.
“Y/N-ah,” she gasped, her voice breaking. “I’m close. So close.”
You thrust harder, faster, your hips bucking beneath her. The sensation was overwhelming, the warmth, the tightness, the rhythmic friction. You felt the familiar build-up, the pressure coiling in your balls.
“Cum with me, Y/N-ah!” she screamed, her body tensing, her chest jiggling wildly. “Cum inside me again!”
You roared, a primal sound torn from your throat, as you felt the hot gush of your cum flood her pussy. She cried out, her body spasming around you, her pussy clenching and milking your cock until every last drop was emptied into her. She collapsed onto you, her body heavy and spent, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
You lay there, entwined, their bodies slick with sweat and cum, the scent of sex heavy in the air. The harsh words, the insults, the years of bullying – they all seemed to melt away, replaced by the raw, undeniable connection forged in the heat of passion.
“You’re not a loser, Y/N-ah,” Chaehyun whispered, her voice soft, her head resting on your chest. “You’re… extraordinary.”
Dayeon, snuggled against your other side, giggled softly. “Yeah. And your music isn’t so bad either. Maybe we’ll even go to one of your concerts. If you ever get one.”
You chuckled, a tired but contented sound. You ran your fingers through Chaehyun’s hair, then gently stroked Dayeon’s arm. They were still the mean girls, in their own way, but tonight, they were something more. They were yours. And you, in a strange, unexpected twist of fate, were theirs. The past was a blur, the future uncertain, but in this moment, in the soft glow of your bedroom, surrounded by the lingering scent of their expensive perfume and the musk of your shared pleasure, everything felt perfectly, wonderfully right.
this is my first fanfic and actual post and english isn't my first language, don't judge
The hum of my gaming rig, a low, constant thrum, usually lulled me into a state of contented focus, but tonight, it was a mere backdrop to the pulsing in my blood. The clack of keys beneath my fingers felt distant, the vibrant colors on my screen a blur. My mind, usually occupied with flight paths and engine diagnostics, had long since veered off course. It was late, past two in the morning, and the apartment was quiet save for the soft whirring from my room. Chaehyun, I assumed, was deep in sleep, her logical business-major brain finally powered down for the night. That thought, a fleeting image of her peaceful face, only intensified the growing ache in my groin.
I leaned back in my chair, stretching my long frame, the worn fabric groaning beneath my weight. My muscles, tired from a brutal calisthenics session earlier, protested with a satisfying ache. I had spent the entire day either in lectures or at the gym, then hours hunched over my computer, trying to decipher complex aerospace equations. Now, my body craved a different kind of release. My hand, almost instinctively, dipped beneath the waistband of my sweatpants. The fabric was soft against my skin, but it wasn't enough. My fingers found the heavy warmth of my shaft, already semi-hard, throbbing with a dull anticipation.
A sigh escaped my lips, hot and ragged. My eyes, heavy-lidded, drifted to the framed photo on my desk – a group shot from a badminton tournament, Chaehyun beaming next to me, a trophy clutched in her small hands. We’d won gold that day. Her smile, bright and genuine, always had a way of warming me, even now. Living with her had been an unexpected twist. When I saw the online listing, I’d assumed the other roommate would be another guy, but Chaehyun, with her bright eyes and polite demeanor, quickly dispelled that notion. She was a sweetheart, always leaving little notes on the fridge, asking about my day, her voice a gentle melody. I, in turn, tried to be the best roommate, cooking her hearty soups after her grueling study sessions, keeping the apartment tidy. We had fallen into an easy rhythm, a comfortable, platonic dance. Or so I told myself.
My thumb brushed the tip of my cock, a bead of pre-cum already glistening there. The sensation was immediate, a jolt of pleasure that ran straight through me. I squeezed my eyes shut, focusing on the rising pressure, the need building within me. My other hand fumbled for my phone, scrolling through anonymous porn sites, searching for something, anything, to help me along. The images flashed past, a blur of bodies and thrusts, but my mind kept drifting back to Chaehyun. Her laugh, the way her hair smelled like fresh laundry when she leaned in close to show me something on her tablet, the gentle curve of her hip when she stretched in the morning. It was stupid, I knew. She saw me as an awkward, if helpful, roommate. Her oppa, as she often called me, a term that simultaneously made me feel protective and painfully aware of the unspoken distance between us.
My erection was now full and heavy, straining against my grip. My breath hitched, a low groan rumbling in my chest. I started to stroke, slow and deliberate at first, then picking up speed, my forearm muscles flexing with the effort. The head of my cock, slick with pre-cum, slid effortlessly beneath my hand, each stroke sending ripples of intense sensation through me. My eyes were still closed, my head thrown back against the chair’s headrest. The world narrowed to the rhythmic movement of my hand and the exquisite friction against my sensitive shaft. I imagined her, her small hand wrapped around me, her lips…
A soft click.
My eyes flew open. The door to my room, which I could have sworn I’d closed, stood ajar. A sliver of light from the hallway cut across my darkened room, illuminating a small figure frozen in the doorway. Chaehyun.
My hand froze mid-stroke, my cock, magnificent and throbbing, still clutched firmly. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drum solo. Blood rushed to my face, a searing heat that prickled my skin. My mouth went dry. SHIT.
Chaehyun stood there, her eyes wide, unblinking, fixed directly on my engorged penis. Her usually neat hair was a little disheveled, a soft cotton t-shirt hanging loosely over her small frame. Her cheeks, normally pale, were now flushed a delicate pink. Her lips, slightly parted, looked soft, inviting. A strange mixture of mortification and a primal surge of arousal coursed through me. My cock, against all logic, twitched, growing even harder, a defiant testament to my body’s betrayal.
Her gaze, hesitant at first, slowly traveled up my arm, over my chest, to my face. A small gasp escaped her lips, barely audible. Her eyes, usually so composed, now held a mixture of shock, curiosity, and something else I couldn’t quite decipher. Embarrassment, undoubtedly, but also… a flicker of fascination?
"O-Oppa?" Her voice was a mere whisper, thin and reedy, completely unlike her usual confident tone. It barely cut through the sudden roaring in my ears.
I couldn’t speak. My tongue felt thick, heavy. All I could do was stare back, my hand still holding my fully erect cock, a silent, undeniable testament to my current state. The air in the room thickened, crackled with unspoken tension. Every nerve ending in my body felt alive, hypersensitive. The silence stretched, excruciating and endless, punctuated only by the frantic beat of my heart.
Then, slowly, almost imperceptibly, her gaze dropped again, drawn back to the heavy flesh in my hand. Her eyes lingered there, tracing the prominent veins, the glistening tip. A tiny, almost imperceptible tremor ran through her.
"I... I needed to ask you something," she finally managed, her voice still a whisper, but a little stronger this time. She took a small step back, her hand reaching for the doorframe, as if to steady herself. Her eyes, however, never left my cock. "About the rent... I found a discrepancy in the bill."
The rent. She was talking about the rent. At this very moment. My mind reeled. The absurdity of the situation almost made me laugh, a hysterical bark that I quickly swallowed. My hand still hadn’t moved. I was frozen, caught between the instinct to cover myself and the strange, magnetic pull of her gaze.
A fresh wave of heat washed over me, not just from embarrassment, but from the raw, unadulterated desire that was now a roaring fire in my loins. Her eyes, dark and wide, held a depth I hadn't seen before. They weren't just seeing me; they were studying me, taking in every detail.
"Chaehyun-ah..." My voice came out as a strained croak, barely a sound. I tried to pull my hand away, to hide myself, but my body felt unresponsive, trapped in this bizarre tableau.
She didn't move. Her breathing, I noticed, had become shallow, quick. Her chest rose and fell rapidly beneath her t-shirt. Her eyes, still fixed on my erection, seemed to darken, a new light igniting within them. It was then I saw it, a tiny, almost imperceptible swallow as she licked her lips.
A sudden, overwhelming urge to push past the embarrassment, to give in to the raw, animalistic impulse that had taken hold, surged through me. My cock, as if sensing my thoughts, pulsed again, a deep, insistent throb.
Her gaze finally lifted, meeting mine. Her cheeks were now a vivid crimson. A shy, almost imperceptible smile, curved her lips. "I... I'm sorry, Oppa. I didn't mean to..." Her voice trailed off, but her eyes, now locked with mine, held a question, an unspoken invitation. The apology felt hollow, a mere formality. Her body language screamed something else entirely.
And then, she turned. Not running, not fleeing in horror, but turning slowly, almost reluctantly, her eyes still darting back to my cock for a fleeting second before she began to retreat. The door started to close, slowly, agonizingly slowly, as if she were giving me time to react, to stop her.
My mind, for once, didn't overthink. It acted.
"Chaehyun!" The word ripped from my throat, raw and desperate.
She stopped, her back to me, her hand still on the doorknob. Her shoulders were tense.
"Don't go." My voice was a low growl, more command than plea. My hand finally released my cock, but it remained stiff, proudly erect, pointing towards her. I pushed myself out of the chair, my legs feeling a little unsteady. My heart was still hammering, but a new kind of adrenaline now coursed through my veins, a heady mix of fear and exhilarating anticipation.
Slowly, she turned back. Her eyes, when they met mine, were wide, questioning, but no longer filled with shame. Instead, a nascent curiosity, a flicker of something wild and untamed, shone within them. She took a tentative step back into the room, her gaze dropping to my cock again, then back up to my face.
"Oppa..." Her voice was softer now, almost a sigh.
I took a step towards her, then another, closing the distance between us. The air thrummed in with an unspoken electricity. My tall frame loomed over her smaller one, casting a shadow. My eyes never left hers, searching for any sign of repulsion, any indication that I should stop. But I found none. Only that raw, burgeoning curiosity.
"You saw," I said, my voice husky, barely a whisper. It wasn’t a question.
She nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement. Her lips parted again, a breath catching in her throat. Her gaze, despite her shyness, was still drawn to the focal point of my arousal.
I reached out, my hand trembling slightly, and gently took her wrist. Her skin was warm, soft beneath my fingers. She didn’t pull away. Instead, her fingers twitched, almost as if she wanted to intertwine them with mine.
"Touch it," I urged, my voice barely audible, a primal instinct guiding my words.
Her eyes shot up to mine, wide with surprise, then a slow, dawning understanding. Her breath hitched. She hesitated for a fraction of a second, her gaze darting from my eyes to my cock, then back again. The blush on her cheeks deepened, spreading down her neck.
"Oppa, I..." she began, her voice faltering.
"Just touch it," I repeated, my voice a little stronger this time, a persuasive rumble. I guided her hand, her small, delicate fingers, towards my erection. My heart pounded against my ribs, a frenzied drum. This was it. There was no turning back.
Her fingers, cool and hesitant, brushed against the head of my cock. A gasp escaped her lips, a soft, involuntary sound. The sensation was electric, a wildfire igniting through my entire being. My cock twitched, jumping against her touch, a clear signal of its pleasure.
Her eyes widened further, fixed on the thick shaft of my penis. Her fingers, still tentative, began to explore, tracing the smooth, slick skin, feeling the hardness, the prominent veins pulsing beneath her touch. A low moan escaped my lips, a sound I barely recognized as my own.
"It's... so big," she whispered, her voice laced with awe, her fingers slowly, carefully wrapping around the base of my shaft. Her thumb brushed against the underside, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from me.
I closed my eyes, savoring the exquisite sensation of her hand finally, truly, encompassing me. It was everything I had imagined, and more. Her touch was hesitant, but incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to my own rough strokes. My hips instinctively pushed forward, seeking more of that delicious friction.
"Do you like it?" I managed to ask, my voice thick with desire, my eyes still closed, lost in the moment.
She didn't answer immediately. Instead, her fingers tightened their grip, a little more confidently now. Her thumb began to stroke the tip, slowly, delicately. "Mmmn," she hummed, a soft, sensual sound that vibrated through me. "It's... warm. And so hard."
Her words, spoken with such innocent wonder, were like fuel to the fire. My cock pulsed, bucking against her hand. I opened my eyes, looking down at her, her head tilted back, her eyes still wide, fixed on my erection. Her face was a canvas of burgeoning desire, a shy curiosity slowly giving way to something deeper, more primal.
"Do you want to feel it?" I asked, my voice a low rumble, my gaze locking with hers.
She nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement, but filled with a profound meaning. Her fingers, now more confident, began to slide up and down my shaft, a slow, deliberate rhythm. The friction was incredible, sending shivers down my spine. My knees felt weak.
I reached out, my hand cupping her cheek, my thumb stroking the soft skin beneath her eye. Her skin was flushed, hot to the touch. Her breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as my thumb brushed against her lips.
"Tell me what you want, Chaehyun-ah," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
Her eyes opened, still wide, but now holding a spark of something fierce, something untamed. She leaned into my touch, her small hand still encircling my cock, her strokes growing bolder, more confident.
"I... I don't know," she murmured, her voice barely audible, but her eyes, oh, her eyes told a different story. They begged, they pleaded, they yearned.
I lowered my head, my lips brushing against her forehead, then her temple, her cheek. Her skin was incredibly soft, smelling faintly of lavender. A soft sigh escaped her lips as I trailed kisses down to the corner of her mouth.
"Let me show you," I whispered against her lips, my breath warm against her skin.
Her fingers tightened around my cock, her thumb pressing against the sensitive head. The pressure was exquisite, almost unbearable. My hips pushed forward again, a silent plea for more.
Her lips, soft and slightly parted, met mine. It was a tentative kiss at first, a gentle brushing of flesh against flesh. But then, as her hand continued its rhythmic dance on my cock, her lips parted further, and she leaned into me, a soft moan rumbling in her throat.
My tongue, hesitant at first, flickered out, tracing the seam of her lips. She responded immediately, her mouth opening wider, inviting me in. Our tongues met, a soft, swirling dance that sent a jolt of pure pleasure through me. Her taste was sweet, innocent, yet intoxicating.
I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring the soft cavern of her mouth, intertwining with hers. She responded with an eager enthusiasm, her small hands leaving my cock for a moment to wrap around my neck, pulling me closer. Her nails, short and neat, lightly scratched against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
My cock, freed from her grip, bounced against my inner thigh, throbbing with a desperate need. The friction of our bodies, pressed together now, was a sweet torment. I broke the kiss, gasping for air, my forehead resting against hers. Her eyes were still closed, her lips swollen, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts.
"Chaehyun-ah," I whispered, my voice raw with desire. "You have no idea what you do to me."
Her eyes fluttered open, dark and luminous. A shy smile played on her lips. "You too, Oppa," she murmured, her voice barely audible. Her hands, still around my neck, pulled me closer, her small body pressed flush against my hard one. I could feel the soft mounds of her breasts against my chest, the warmth of her belly against my straining erection.
My hands, now free, drifted down her back, tracing the delicate curve of her spine, then settling on her hips. Her body was soft, pliant, molding perfectly against mine. I squeezed her hips, pulling her even closer, grinding my erection against her. A soft gasp escaped her lips, a sound of both surprise and pleasure.
"Can I... can I really?" she asked, her voice a little breathless, her eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.
"Anything you want," I promised, my voice husky, my lips brushing against hers again. "Just tell me."
Her gaze dropped, once again, to my cock, which was now pressing hard against the soft cotton of her t-shirt, a clear, undeniable presence between us. Her fingers, still trembling slightly, reached down, tracing the outline of my erection through the thin fabric.
"I want to feel it," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "All of it."
My breath hitched. The innocent directness of her words was both disarming and incredibly arousing. I pulled back slightly, my hands still on her hips. My eyes searched hers, making sure this was what she truly wanted. Her gaze was steady, unwavering, filled with a newfound determination.
"Are you sure?" I asked, my voice a little strained, wanting to give her an out, yet desperately hoping she wouldn't take it.
She nodded, a firm, resolute movement. "Yes, Oppa. I'm sure."
A surge of pure exhilaration coursed through me. My hands moved to the hem of her t-shirt, slowly, deliberately, pulling it up. She lifted her arms, helping me, her eyes never leaving mine. The t-shirt came off, revealing a simple, white cotton bra. Her breasts, full and big, were perfectly formed, the nipples already peeking through the thin fabric, hardening in the cool air of the room.
My gaze lingered on her, taking in her delicate collarbones, the gentle slope of her shoulders. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined. A shy blush crept up her neck, but she didn't avert her eyes. Instead, she watched me, a silent invitation in her gaze.
My fingers, trembling slightly, reached for the clasp of her bra. It was a simple hook, easily undone. The fabric fell away, revealing her bare breasts. They were big, full, pale, tipped with delicate pink nipples that were now fully erect, beckoning.
A low groan rumbled in my chest. I couldn't resist. I lowered my head, my tongue flicking out, circling one of her nipples. She gasped, a sharp intake of breath, her back arching slightly. Her hands, now free, clutched at my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin.
My mouth closed over her nipple, sucking gently, drawing it into my mouth. Her taste was sweet, creamy, intoxicating. I suckled, teasing, licking, drawing on her, feeling her small breast swell and harden further in my mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips, a delicious sound that spurred me on.
"Oh, Oppa," she whimpered, her voice a breathless plea. "That feels... so good."
I moved to the other nipple, giving it the same exquisite attention, suckling and teasing, eliciting more gasps and whimpers from her. My hands, meanwhile, explored her soft skin, tracing the delicate curve of her ribs, the warmth of her belly. Her skin was incredibly soft, like silk.
Her hips began to move, instinctively grinding against mine, seeking the friction of my cock. The pressure was agonizing, yet utterly exhilarating. I pulled back from her breasts, my eyes meeting hers, a silent question passing between us.
"My turn," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes blazing with a newfound confidence.
Her eyes, filled with lust, fixed on my cock. A soft gasp escaped her lips, a sound of pure awe. Her fingers, still trembling, reached out, encircling the base of my shaft. This time, her grip was firm, confident. She began to stroke, slowly at first, then picking up speed, her thumb pressing against the sensitive head.
"You're so big," she whispered again, her voice filled with wonder. "So hot."
The words, spoken with such innocent reverence, sent a jolt of pure pleasure through me. My hips bucked, pushing into her hand, seeking more of that incredible friction. My head fell back, a low groan rumbling in my chest.
"Chaehyun-ah," I gasped, my voice ragged, almost begging. "More."
She smiled, a slow, sensual curve of her lips. Her eyes, filled with a mischievous glint, met mine. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. "Anything for Oppa," she whispered, her voice a playful tease.
Then, she lowered her head. My breath hitched, my entire body tensing in anticipation. Her hair, soft and fragrant, brushed against my thighs as she knelt before me. Her gaze, dark and intense, was fixed on my cock.
Her tongue, pink and delicate, flickered out, tracing the tip of my shaft. A jolt of pure, unadulterated pleasure shot through me. My knees threatened to buckle. I gripped her shoulders, steadying myself.
"Oh, God," I moaned, my voice barely audible.
Her mouth, soft and warm, closed over the head of my cock. She sucked gently, tentatively at first, drawing me in. The sensation was beyond anything I had ever experienced. Her lips were soft, her tongue a velvet caress against my sensitive flesh. She began to suckle, slowly, rhythmically, drawing me deeper into her mouth.
"Mmmph," I grunted, my hips instinctively pushing forward, seeking more of that exquisite pleasure. My fingers tangled in her hair, gripping gently, guiding her.
She pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting mine, a playful glint in their depths. Then, she took me deeper, her mouth encompassing more of my shaft, her throat working around me. The warmth, the wetness, the suction – it was pure bliss.
My body tensed, every muscle straining. I was close, so incredibly close. Her mouth was a heavenly prison, holding me captive, driving me to the brink. I could feel the rhythmic contractions of her throat, pulling me deeper with each suck.
"Chaehyun-ah," I gasped, my voice thick with impending climax. "I'm... I'm going to..."
She pulled back again, her eyes wide, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Not yet, Oppa," she purred as she pulled your cock out of her mouth and started sucking on your balls instead, her voice a low, sensual whisper. She got up and leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. "I want you inside me. All the way."
Her words were a shock, a sudden, exhilarating jolt that sobered me, even as it intensified my desire a hundredfold. My eyes widened, meeting hers. The raw, uninhibited desire radiating from her was palpable, intoxicating.
"You... you want that?" I asked, my voice still hoarse, but filled with a new urgency.
She nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, Oppa. Please."
I pulled her up, my hands on her waist, lifting her until her feet barely touched the floor. Her legs wrapped around my hips, her body pressing flush against mine. My cock, slick and throbbing, nudged against the warm, soft skin of her belly.
"Then let's go to the bed," I whispered, my lips brushing against hers.
She nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with anticipation. I carried her, her light weight a feather in my arms, and gently laid her down on my bed. The soft mattress swallowed her small frame. My eyes devoured her, her bare breasts rising and falling with her quickened breath, her nipples still hard and beckoning.
I knelt between her legs, my hands resting on her thighs. Her legs were slender, toned, her skin smooth. My gaze drifted lower, to the patch of dark hair between her legs. It was neatly trimmed, a delicate triangle that beckoned to me.
"Beautiful," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
She blushed, a deep crimson that spread across her chest. Her legs parted slightly, an unspoken invitation.
My fingers, trembling slightly, reached out, tracing the soft folds of her labia. Her skin was warm, incredibly soft. A gasp escaped her lips as my fingers brushed against her clit, already swollen and sensitive.
"AH!~" she moaned, her hips arching slightly, instinctively seeking more of that delicious friction.
My fingers explored, parting the soft folds, revealing the wet, glistening entrance to her pussy. It was a beautiful sight, pink and dewy, already slick with her arousal. A fresh wave of heat washed over me, a primal urge to bury myself inside her.
I leaned down, my tongue flicking out, tasting the sweet, musky scent of her arousal. She gasped, her hands clutching at the sheets, her back arching. My tongue teased her clit, circling it, flicking at it gently. She whimpered, a soft, helpless sound that sent shivers down my spine.
"Oppa...." she whimpered, her voice strained, a plea. "Please..."
I suckled on her clit, drawing it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, feeling her body tense beneath me. She was so wet, so ready. The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, intoxicating me.
"You're so wet," I murmured against her, my tongue still working its magic.
She whimpered again, her hips bucking, pushing against my face. "I want you inside me," she pleaded, her voice desperate. "NOW!.."
I pulled back, my eyes locking with hers. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-closed, glazed over with desire. Her lips were swollen, parted, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
"As you wish, Chaehyun-ah," I whispered, my voice a low growl.
I positioned myself between her legs, my cock, thick and throbbing, pressing against her wet opening. The warmth emanating from her was incredible, a promise of pure bliss. My eyes met hers, seeking reassurance one last time. Her gaze was steady, unwavering, filled with a fierce desire.
I pushed forward, slowly, carefully. The tip of my cock nudged against her entrance, slick with her wetness. A soft gasp escaped her lips. I pushed a little harder, feeling the soft resistance of her inner walls.
"Ngh..." she moaned, her voice a soft cry.
I pushed again, slowly, inch by agonizing inch, burying myself inside her. The sensation was incredible, a tight, warm embrace that enveloped my shaft. Her muscles tightened around me, squeezing, milking me.
"Oh, God," I groaned, my head falling back, my eyes closing in pure ecstasy.
"Oppa!-" she gasped, her voice choked with pleasure.
I was fully inside her now, buried to the hilt. The fit was perfect, tight and snug, every inch of my cock filled with her warmth. I paused, savoring the moment, feeling the rhythmic pulsations of her pussy around me.
"You feel... amazing," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion, my lips brushing against her forehead.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer, her hips arching, urging me to move. "Move, Oppa," she pleaded, her voice a desperate whisper. "Please, move..."
I began to thrust, slowly at first, then picking up speed, each thrust a deep, satisfying plunge into her wet warmth. The bed creaked beneath us, a rhythmic symphony to our lovemaking. Our bodies slapped together with a wet, rhythmic shlick. Air escaped her pussy with soft wet sounds sounds as I pulled out, only to push back in, burying myself deep.
Her moans grew louder, more frantic, mingling with my own groans of pleasure. Her nails dug into my back, leaving faint red marks. Her hips matched my rhythm, bucking and grinding against me, meeting each of my thrusts with an eager push of her own.
"Faster, Oppa!" she gasped, her voice raw with desire. "Harder!"
I obliged, my thrusts growing deeper, more powerful. My balls slapped against her ass with a hard sound. Her pussy tightened around me, milking every inch of my cock, pulling me further into her delicious depths.
My vision blurred, my world narrowing to the exquisite friction, the warmth, the wetness, the sounds of our bodies entwined. Her scent, a heady mix of sweat and arousal, filled my nostrils, intoxicating me.
"I'm close, Chaehyun-ah," I gasped, my voice strained, on the verge of breaking.
"Me too, Oppa," she whimpered, her voice high-pitched, almost a scream. Her body tensed, her hips bucking wildly beneath me. "Oh, God, I'm coming!"
Her pussy convulsed around my cock, squeezing, milking, a series of intense, rhythmic contractions. A guttural groan ripped from my throat as I felt my own climax building, a powerful wave crashing over me.
"Chaehyun!" I roared, burying myself deep inside her one last time, emptying myself into her warm, wet depths. My cock pulsed, spurting hot, thick cum deep inside her, filling her.
She screamed, a high-pitched, primal sound of pure ecstasy, her body arching against mine, her legs tightening around my waist. Her pussy continued to milk me, drawing out every last drop of my cum.
We collapsed onto the bed, breathless and spent, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts hammering in unison. My chest heaved, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I rolled onto my side, pulling her with me, wrapping my arms around her, holding her close.
Her head rested on my shoulder, her breath warm against my neck. Her small hand, still trembling, found my cock, now soft and receding, nestled between her thighs. She stroked it gently, a soft, possessive touch.
"Wow," she whispered, her voice still a little breathless, filled with awe.
I chuckled, a low, rumbling sound in my chest. "Yeah. Wow."
She lifted her head, her eyes meeting mine. They were still dark, luminous, but now filled with a soft tenderness, a deep contentment. A shy smile played on her lips.
"I never knew," she murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of my jaw. "I never knew it could be like that."
I kissed her forehead, then her lips, a soft, lingering kiss filled with unspoken promises. "Me neither, Chaehyun-ah. Me neither."
We lay there for a long time, simply holding each other, listening to the slowing rhythm of our hearts, the soft sounds of the night filtering through the window. The gaming rig still hummed in the corner, a distant, forgotten memory. The world outside, the demanding world of aviation and business, felt miles away, irrelevant. All that mattered was the warmth of her body against mine, the scent of her skin, the gentle rise and fall of her breath.
"Oppa," she whispered, her voice soft, almost sleepy.
"Hmm?"
"Do you think... do you think we can do it again?" Her voice held a hint of shyness, but also a playful curiosity.
I smiled, pulling her closer, pressing a kiss into her hair. "Anything you want, Chaehyun-ah. Anything you want." And as I held her, feeling the soft curve of her body against mine, I knew, with a certainty that settled deep in my bones, that this was just the beginning. The awkward roommate dynamic had shattered, replaced by something far deeper, far more intimate, something that hummed with the promise of love, messy and beautiful and utterly ours.
author's note : thank you for the support ive gotten this year even if it was small or sudden. this a new year's gift to all of u :). there's also a dayeon one in a few hours. this fic and the dayeon fic are my new year's gifts to all of you. and again, thank you everyone
(have chaehyun winking cause she knows she'll drain your balls)
The chime of your doorbell, a jarring intrusion into the quiet hum of your small apartment, pulled you from the dregs of another boring afternoon. Chaehyun, stood framed in the doorway, a mischievous glint in her eyes. The air around her crackled, a stark contrast to your usual mundane existence. She didn't offer a greeting, merely a predatory smile that promised chaos.
"Oppa," she purred, her voice a low thrum that vibrated through the cheap wood of your doorframe, "I'm so horny."
Before you could even process the words, her hands, surprisingly strong, were already at the buttons of your shirt, tearing them open with an impatient fervor. The fabric ripped, a faint sound swallowed by the sudden rush of blood in your ears. Her fingers, cool and quick, found the buckle of your belt, yanking it free. You stood paralyzed, a deer in headlights, as she stripped you down to your boxers in a matter of seconds. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, raked over your body, lingering for a moment on the faint outline of your growing erection beneath the thin cloth.
"Bedroom," she commanded, her voice a husky whisper that left no room for argument. She grabbed your hand, her grip surprisingly firm, and dragged you through the cramped living room, past the stacks of unpaid bills and takeout containers, into the dim sanctuary of your bedroom. The stale air of your apartment suddenly felt charged, thick with an unspoken promise.
You watched, mesmerized, as she moved with an uninhibited grace, shedding her own clothes. The expensive silk blouse slid from her shoulders, revealing a delicate lace bra that barely contained the swell of her big breasts. Her skirt followed, pooling around her ankles, and then the thong, a tiny wisp of fabric, disappeared. She stood before you, a vision of sculpted perfection, her skin pale and luminous in the muted light filtering through the blinds. Your eyes traced the curve of her waist, the flare of her hips, down to the smooth, shaven expanse between her thighs. Her pink nipples, already pert, jutted out defiantly.
"Come here, oppa," she beckoned, her voice a siren's call. You stumbled forward, a puppet on her strings. She pushed you onto the edge of the bed, her hands finding the waistband of your boxers. With a swift tug, they were gone, leaving you completely exposed. Your cock, already thick and throbbing, sprang free, straining towards her.
She knelt before you, her eyes locked onto your engorged shaft. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her face, a hint of something feral in its curve. Her fingers, nimble and cold, wrapped around your cock, her touch sending a jolt of pure sensation straight to your core. You gasped, your breath catching in your throat. She began to stroke you, a slow, rhythmic motion that felt both agonizingly gentle and incredibly potent. Her thumb brushed over the head, teasing the sensitive ridge. You could feel the pre-cum already welling, a clear bead forming at the tip.
Then, she leaned in, her lips parting slightly. You expected her to take you into her mouth, but instead, a thin stream of saliva arced from her tongue, landing squarely on the head of your cock. She repeated the action, coating your shaft in her warm, slick spit. The sensation was electrifying, a raw intimacy that made your stomach clench. Her fingers worked the lubricant in, her touch becoming more confident, more demanding. The shlicking sound of her hand gliding over your wet skin filled the sudden silence of the room. Your cock swelled further, straining against her grip, begging for release.
"So big, oppa," she purred, her eyes never leaving your erection. Her gaze was possessive, almost devouring. "Ready for me?"
Before you could answer, she lowered her head. Her lips, soft and full, enveloped the head of your cock. A gasp tore from your throat as she took you deeper, her mouth a hot, wet cavern. Her tongue flicked out, tracing the sensitive underside, then swirling around the tip. You groaned, a guttural sound you barely recognized as your own. She sucked, a gentle pull that escalated into a vigorous rhythm. Her cheeks hollowed with each draw, her throat working as she took you deeper and deeper. The warmth of her mouth, the slickness of her tongue, the gentle pressure of her teeth against your shaft – it was a symphony of sensations that threatened to unravel you completely.
You gripped the sheets, your knuckles white, your hips beginning to buck instinctively. Each suck, each lick, each pull, drew you closer to the precipice. Your vision blurred, a haze of white-hot pleasure. You felt the familiar tremor starting deep within your core, the precursor to your climax. You were seconds away, a breath away from exploding into her mouth.
Then, just as the first wave threatened to break, she pulled away. The sudden withdrawal left you gasping, a frustrated moan escaping your lips. Your cock, slick and throbbing, stood erect, dripping with her saliva.
SMACK!
Her hand, quick and stinging, slapped against your cock. The unexpected sting made you flinch, your eyes snapping open.
"Sensitive man," she scoffed, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "And such an awful cock. You think that thing can pleasure me?"
The words, sharp and cutting, pierced through the haze of your arousal. Your mind reeled, a mix of shock, humiliation, and desperate longing. Your cock, still hard, pulsed angrily.
"Chaehyun," you pleaded, your voice hoarse, "please… I need to cum."
She watched you, a glint of amusement in her eyes. "Beg for it, oppa. Beg for my mercy."
"Please," you repeated, your voice barely a whisper, the humiliation burning in your cheeks. "Just let me cum."
She chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down your spine. "Fine, oppa. But you're not coming inside me. Not yet."
Her hand returned, but this time, her touch was different. Less gentle, more demanding. She wrapped her fingers around your cock, her grip firm, and began to stroke you again, faster, harder. The shlicking sound intensified, a wet, rhythmic slapping against her palm. You watched her face, serene yet utterly dominant, as she brought you back to the edge. The sensation was almost unbearable, a delicious torture. Your hips began to thrust into her hand, desperate for the release she so cruelly withheld. You could feel yourself building, building, the pressure mounting, but she kept a tight rein, never quite letting you over the edge. Each time you neared, she would slow down, or change the angle, dragging out the agony.
"You like that, oppa?" she whispered, her breath hot against your ear. "My hand feels good, doesn't it?"
You could only grunt in response, your body wracked with unfulfilled desire. Your entire being was focused on the rhythmic motion of her hand, the exquisite friction she created. The air was thick with the scent of sex, a primal musk that clung to your skin.
Suddenly, she stopped. Your body tensed, anticipating another cruel withdrawal. Instead, she pushed you back onto the bed, her strength surprising. You landed with a soft thud, your eyes still locked on her. She climbed onto the bed, straddling your hips, her knees digging into your thighs.
You looked up at her, your cock aching, desperate. She smiled, a slow, sensual curve of her lips. Then, with a deliberate motion, she lowered herself, aligning the wet, slick tip of your cock with the entrance of her shaven pussy. Your breath hitched. The sight of your throbbing cock, glistening with pre-cum, hovering at the threshold of her tight folds, was almost too much to bear.
She didn't push in fully. Just the tip. The head of your cock, hot and engorged, nestled against her wet slit, a tantalizing promise of what was to come. You could feel the warmth, the soft resistance of her labia. The exquisite pressure was almost unbearable. You whimpered, a desperate, animalistic sound.
"Please, Chaehyun," you begged, your voice raw with need. "Please, just let me in."
Her eyes, dark and knowing, held yours. "You want it, oppa? Take it."
That was all the permission you needed. With a desperate surge of strength, you thrust upwards, burying your entire cock deep inside her.
"OPPA! FUCK!! YOUR DICK IS SO BIG!!! AHHHH!"
Her scream, loud and primal, echoed through the small room, a raw cry of both pleasure and shock. You felt her tight, wet walls clench around you, a sensation so intense it stole your breath. The warmth, the slickness, the sheer fullness of her encompassing you, sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated pleasure through your entire body.
You didn't hesitate. With a grunt, you began to thrust, deep and hard, a furious rhythm born of pent-up desire. Each thrust buried you to the hilt, your balls slapping against her ass with a wet smack. Her body bucked beneath you, meeting your every push with an eager arch. The bed groaned under your combined weight, a rhythmic creak accompanying the wet, squelching sounds of your bodies colliding.
Your hands, driven by instinct, found her big breasts. You cupped them roughly, your fingers digging into the soft flesh. Her pink nipples, already hard, became even more erect under your touch. You squeezed, kneaded, and then, unable to resist, slapped them, a soft, wet sound echoing in the room.
"UGHHHH FUCK! YES, HARDER, HARDER, HARDER!!!!" she screamed, her voice hoarse, her head thrown back, hair splayed across the pillows. Her eyes were half-lidded, a look of pure, unadulterated ecstasy contorting her beautiful face. She looked less like a K-pop idol and more like a depraved slut, and the sight ignited a primal fury within you. "DESTROY MY DAMN SLUTTY PUSSY!"
Her words, her cries, fueled your fire. You slammed into her, again and again, your thrusts becoming more frantic, more desperate. The shlicking of your cock in and out of her pussy, the squelching of her wet folds, the gasps and moans escaping her lips – it was a symphony of carnal abandon. You could feel the heat building, the friction intensifying, the exquisite pressure mounting with each brutal thrust.
"You like that, Chaehyun?" you grunted, your voice thick with lust. "You like my big dick inside you?"
"YES! YES, OPPA! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!" she shrieked, her legs wrapping tighter around your waist, pulling you deeper, if that was even possible. Her ass lifted, meeting your thrusts with an insatiable hunger. She bounced and writhed beneath you, a wild thing consumed by pleasure.
You felt the familiar tremor start again, deeper this time, more powerful. The muscles in your ass clenched, your back arched, and with a final, guttural roar, you emptied yourself deep inside her.
"FUCK! TAKE IT ALL, YOU SLUT!"
A torrent of hot cum flooded her tight pussy, a wave of pure, unadulterated release. You collapsed onto the bed fully, breathless, your body heavy, your cock still throbbing within her.
But the moment you tried to pull out, to disengage, she surprised you. Her legs, still wrapped around your waist, tightened their grip. Before your semi-flaccid cock could fully retreat, she began to bounce. Slowly at first, then with increasing speed and intensity.
"Oh no, oppa," she purred, a wicked glint in her eyes. "You're not done yet."
You felt it then, the subtle shift, the incredible sensation of your cock, still coated in your cum and her juices, beginning to swell again inside her. The friction of her bouncing, the warmth and tightness of her pussy, was like a powerful aphrodisiac. Your semi-flaccid dick hardened, growing thick and rigid once more, fully engorged within her. You groaned, a mix of pleasure and disbelief.
She was fucking you now. Bouncing on your cock, her ass lifting and falling with a mesmerizing rhythm. The wet, slapping sound of her pussy against your hips filled the room. You gripped her ass, your fingers digging into her firm flesh, holding her steady as she rode you.
"Oppa, my pussy feels so good, doesn't it?" she breathed, her voice laced with triumph. "Too bad you can't make a woman cum."
The words, delivered with a playful yet biting edge, hit you like a physical blow. The pleasure, already intense, twisted into something darker, more primal. You felt a surge of raw anger, a need to assert your dominance, to prove her wrong.
Your hands, previously caressing, now shot up to her throat. You gripped her neck, not painfully, but with enough pressure to make her gasp, to make her eyes widen in surprise. Her breath hitched.
"You think I can't make you cum, you little slut?" you growled, your voice rough, low.
Then you began to thrust again, harder, faster, more brutal than before. You slammed into her, your cock a piston of raw power. She bucked and writhed beneath you, her hips lifting to meet your every thrust, her hands gripping your shoulders. The choking sensation, combined with the relentless pounding, sent her into a frenzy.
"UGHHHH! FUCK! OPPA! YES! HARDER! DESTROY ME!" she shrieked, her voice cracking with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her face contorted, her tongue lolling out, eyes rolling back in her head, a perfect picture of a depraved ahegao. "CALL ME NAMES, OPPA! CALL ME A WHORE! A SLUT!"
"You're a whore, Chaehyun! My little cumdump!" you snarled, each word punctuated by a deep, powerful thrust. You drove into her, again and again, your balls slapping against her ass with a furious rhythm. The squelching sounds of your bodies colliding, the frantic gasps and moans from her, filled the room, a testament to the raw, unbridled passion consuming you both.
She was a wild animal beneath you, her body arching and twisting, her big breasts bouncing with every impact. Your hands tightened on her throat, not to hurt her, but to control her, to feel her pulse throbbing beneath your fingers as you drove her further into oblivion. You watched her face, the way her eyes rolled back, the way her mouth hung open, her tongue sticking out, and a wave of possessive lust washed over you.
"My slut," you whispered, your voice thick with desire, "you're mine."
She was nearing her climax, you could feel it. Her pussy clenched tighter around your cock, her body starting to tremble uncontrollably. Her moans escalated into desperate, choked sobs.
"Oppa! Please! Slow down! I'm going to cum! Please!" she begged, her voice barely audible through her gasps. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the sweat on her temples.
But you didn't slow down. You couldn't. Her pleas only intensified your resolve, igniting a cruel streak within you. You drove into her with even greater ferocity, each thrust a declaration of your dominance. You wanted to shatter her, to break her completely, to make her cum so hard she forgot her own name.
Her body convulsed violently beneath you, her hips bucking frantically. A long, drawn-out scream tore from her throat, a piercing cry of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. Her pussy clenched around your cock with an unimaginable force, milking you dry.
At the same instant, the exquisite pressure, the relentless friction, the raw, uninhibited display of her climax, pushed you over the edge again. A primal roar escaped your lips as your own body tensed, arching into her one last, powerful thrust. Another torrent of hot cum erupted from your cock, flooding her pussy, mixing with her own juices. You groaned, a deep, guttural sound of pure release, as your body shuddered, emptying itself completely.
You collapsed onto her, breathless, your bodies slick with sweat and cum, entwined in the aftermath of your shared explosion. The room was silent save for your heavy breathing and the faint thumping of your hearts. Your cock, still buried deep inside her, slowly began to soften as you pulled out.
You lay there for what felt like an eternity, the echoes of her screams and your grunts still ringing in your ears. Your body felt heavy, sated, completely spent. Chaehyun's body, still trembling faintly, was soft and yielding beneath you.
After a while, when your breathing had somewhat regulated, you felt her stir beneath you. Her fingers, delicate and light, traced the length of your now semi-flaccid dick, still coated in a sticky mixture of your cum and her juices. She drew a pattern on your shaft, a playful, teasing gesture that sent a shiver down your spine.
"Round 2, oppa?" she whispered, her voice husky, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Her eyes, half-lidded, held a glint of insatiable desire, promising another descent into glorious, animalistic abandon.
Fuck. This woman will be the death of you.
