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FBIA: Daily Protocol

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By Jaewon

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Chapter 4: Karina’s Pre-Comeback Endurance Evaluation

The sealed envelope from the FBIA Decisions Bureau arrived at 7:08 AM. Director Park’s authoritative script specified: 'Yu Ji-min (Karina, aespa) – Level 3 Comprehensive Pre-Comeback Endurance Evaluation. Special emphasis on upper body flexibility, skin sensitivity, and enhanced breast tissue assessment due to upcoming intense choreography and visual concepts. Senior Inspector Park Gunwoo assigned. Agent Kang and Agent Lee to assist with positioning and full documentation.,"

Senior Inspector Park Gunwoo reviewed the file in the quiet preparation room of the FBIA’s hidden wing. At twenty-nine, Karina was known for her commanding stage presence and striking visuals, making this evaluation particularly critical. The luxury clinic’s discreet lower level maintained its pristine, warm environment—soft lighting, temperature-controlled air, and complete soundproofing.

Agent Kang entered with his usual disciplined stride. “All preparations confirmed, Inspector. Additional warming oils for sensitive areas prepared, along with specialized lubrication for the enhanced breast protocol noted in the Bureau order.”

Agent Lee followed, tablet ready. “Miss Karina has arrived. She’s been briefed on the full protocol, including the special upper body methods authorized for her case. She appears composed but anticipates the thoroughness.”

Park Gunwoo nodded. “Proceed with standard flow while incorporating the Bureau’s specified enhancements. Reconfirm consent at every transition. Bring her in.”

Karina stepped into the examination suite with elegant poise. The aespa leader’s long dark hair framed her sharp, beautiful features, and she clutched the white robe with graceful fingers. Her presence filled the room with quiet intensity.

“Inspector Park Gunwoo, Agent Kang, Agent Lee,” she greeted softly, bowing. “I’m ready for the endurance check. The comeback preparations have been demanding on my body.”

Park Gunwoo offered a steady, reassuring smile. “We’re here to verify your readiness, Karina. The Bureau has authorized a complete Level 3 protocol with additional focus on upper body and breast tissue resilience. We will use fingers and tongue for full sensory mapping across every area, including specialized armpit and breast methods. Consent remains yours to control. Do you agree to the full protocol?”

Karina met his gaze directly. “I consent to everything required.”

“Very well. Remove the robe and lie face up on the table.”

She let the robe pool at her feet, revealing her captivating figure: tall and toned with prominent, full breasts that were firm yet plush, sensitive dark pink nipples, a slim waist, shapely hips, long powerful legs, a smooth shaved mound, and elegant feet. Her skin was flawless under the warm lights.

Park Gunwoo began the visual assessment, circling slowly as Agent Lee documented. “Excellent overall tone. Prominent breast volume noted for special protocol. Minor tension in shoulders and underarms from recent choreography.”

He started palpation at her neck and shoulders, fingers pressing deeply to release knots. Agent Kang supported her upper back. Transitioning to sensory mapping, Park Gunwoo’s tongue traced slow paths along her collarbones. Then came the new specialized armpit focus: he lifted one arm gently, leaning in to drag his tongue in long, thorough licks across the sensitive, freshly prepared skin of her armpit. The intimate, slightly musky taste combined with her subtle shiver as he licked both sides methodically, mapping every fold and sensitive nerve ending. Karina gasped sharply, the unusual sensation sending visible tremors through her.

“Armpit sensitivity within healthy range,” he noted calmly before moving lower.

Park Gunwoo cupped her full, heavy breasts, kneading them with firm, evaluative pressure to assess tissue health and elasticity. His thumbs circled the nipples until they stood erect. He licked broad, wet stripes under each breast, then focused on the peaks with swirling tongue and light suction. Karina’s breathing quickened into soft moans.

After thorough torso and back checks—during which Agent Kang assisted with turns and Agent Lee applied warming oil—Park Gunwoo announced the lower body phase. “Consent check.”

“I consent,” Karina replied, voice already breathy.

He parted her long legs. Agent Kang held one thigh firmly open. Park Gunwoo’s fingers spread her folds, stroking every ridge and dip while his tongue delivered long, dedicated licks from entrance to clit and back. To assess self-stimulation, he instructed her to touch herself. Karina’s fingers joined, rubbing her clit in sync with his oral mapping. The stimulation built intensely until she cried out, body arching as she squirted powerfully over his tongue and fingers in strong, clear gushes. He guided her through the peak with continued gentle licks.

After a brief recovery, the session returned to the upper body for Karina’s special authorized method.

“Special breast endurance protocol now,” Park Gunwoo stated professionally. “This is Bureau-approved exclusively for your case to evaluate tissue resilience under dynamic pressure, relevant to certain performance concepts. Full consent confirmed?”

“Yes… I consent,” Karina whispered, eyes hazy with lingering pleasure.

With Agent Kang supporting her back to create the optimal angle and Agent Lee providing lubrication, Park Gunwoo applied a generous amount of specialized oil to her breasts, making them glisten. He positioned himself accordingly and slid his hardened length between her plush, oiled breasts. The sensation was enveloping and warm as he began slow, controlled thrusts—titfucking her with measured rhythm while his hands pressed her breasts firmly together around him. Karina looked up at him, lips parted, as the intimate act served as the inspection’s dynamic test.

Park Gunwoo’s movements remained clinical in purpose but deeply sensual in execution, his shaft gliding smoothly between the soft, full globes. Karina’s own hands occasionally assisted, squeezing her breasts tighter as instructed for better data collection. The room filled with the slick sounds and her rising whimpers.

After several minutes of thorough assessment, Park Gunwoo reached his peak. “Release phase for final tissue response check.” He pulled back slightly and released in thick, warm ropes across her breasts and nipples, coating the soft skin. Karina breathed heavily as the cum glistened on her chest. Park Gunwoo then used his fingers and tongue to spread and map the combined fluids across every inch of her breasts, licking and massaging the mixture into her skin while checking for any adverse reactions—none found.

The posterior lower body followed: thorough ass kneading, deep cleft licking including her tight hole, thighs, behind the knees, and finally her feet—each toe sucked individually with tongue sliding between them, soles licked firmly.

The full session lasted nearly three hours. Karina lay flushed and glistening, every body part—including the newly incorporated armpits and the special breast protocol—completely inspected.

Park Gunwoo helped her sit up and draped a fresh robe over her shoulders, gently wiping residual fluids. “Exceptional results, Karina. The armpit sensitivity and breast tissue response under dynamic pressure are outstanding. The squirting and external release confirm strong endurance. You’re cleared with high recommendations.”

Karina looked at him with soft, satisfied eyes. “Thank you, Inspector Park Gunwoo… and the team. It was more intense than I expected, especially the special methods, but I feel thoroughly… cared for. Ready for the comeback.”

Agent Kang nodded approvingly. “Protocol complete.”

Agent Lee finalized the report. “All data transmitted. Rest well, Miss Karina.”

As she prepared to leave, Park Gunwoo walked her to the door. “The FBIA is here for your peak performance. Reach out if needed.”

Karina offered a small, genuine smile. “I will. This process… helps more than I thought.”

The door closed. Park Gunwoo cleaned up, reflecting on the specialized adaptations required for different idols.

Agent Lee commented, “Her response to the breast protocol was particularly strong. Tomorrow’s order incoming.”

Park Gunwoo checked the tablet. “As always.”

End of Chapter 4.

Who Is Next on Chapter 5

kazuha (Le Sserafim)

Irene (Red Velvet)

Seulgi (Red Velvet)

Jiheon (fromis_9)

Go Youn-jung (Actress)

IU (Actress & Singer)

Voting ended onJun 25

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Natty POV: Who is she?

(Natty x Lovers, 3.1k Words) Tags: Natty POV, Its her turn now, Slut POV, Creampies, Gangbang, Multiple sexual partners, Orgy, Exotic sexual partners, Loser fucking, Zero hydration

"Who is she?" My voice lilts one last time over the baying university crowd, sweat dripping down my tanned skin as they howl their love and lust for me. Okay, not just me. Three other goddesses share the stage with me, but it feels like all the attention is on me, I think they all feel the same way too. The audience continues to shriek their adoration as we bow, blowing kisses and pouting in farewell as we saunter off the stage. I'm so wet it's soaking through my safety shorts, and so is the rest of Kiss of Life. That's not what makes us sluts though, any idol who says they aren't sopping after a performance is fucking lying, it's what comes after we get off the stage that makes us sluts. It's not all the sex either, when was the last time you saw an idol not getting gangbanged after a performance? It's... Oh wow. Belle and Haneul really couldn't wait could they? Those fucking sluts. Well, time to join in the fun!

My hips sway as I walk past the delicious mess our juniors are making right next to the exit of the stage, Julie sharing my laughter as our dear little whores make us proud. She has the same hunger in her eyes that I do, those perky lips of hers already moist and red with arousal, this bitch is so horny I almost consider giving the watching students an unforgettable show... Julie smirks, and mouths, later, so we keep walking instead. The path out of the temporary stadium was kept clear, the pair of us are able to circle around the vast number of people filling the gentle grass bowl to watch the performances. From our relative height we can spot the small eddies and whirls of the crowd, watching the two vortexes of Belle and Haneul drifting their way through the press. Julie scans the crowd, eyes narrowing until she sees what she is after, and with a kiss goodbye, she penetrates the living wall of students. See you later, girlfriend!

Every slut has their own particular tastes, and Julie's is hunky jocks. She just loves being manhandled by guys with more meat than brains, picked up and used by them like the petite sex toy she acts like. Which is pretty fun to watch, and my thighs moisten further as I saunter along remembering it, it's almost enough to make me turn around so I can watch, and join in the fun. Almost. Studs are boring. They already get enough pussy from their groupies, if they aren't pounding the school beauties then they have the weirdos lined up to service their cocks. So they might be good fucks, but there's no enthusiasm to them, no spice, you're just another hole they deserve to fuck. Which can be fun, but like, also boring. Nah, if you want to really get fucked, you go and find the losers.

The dregs. The perma-virgins. The losers whose only sex has been paid for or with their own hand. They want it. They want it so fucking bad. And when I open my legs for them its like dropping a fat juicy steak in front of a starving job. They go feral. They fuck me like it's the last pussy they'll get in a decade, pounding me until their dicks break or they pass out from exhaustion. Way more satisfying than some entitled asshole giving you the ol' pump-n-dump! And like any good slut, I did my research before this performance, and make a beeline towards one of the nearby buildings scattered around the stage. I slide through the scattered groups of students, losing my usual saunter to avoid too much attention. I mean, I'm Natty, of course people are going to stop and stare, but at least I can avoid getting gangbanged before reaching my goal.

Several handies and an unsurprisingly quick blowjob later, I'm inside the building, and after a few more hand jobs I'm walking towards the door I've been looking for. Idle music blares through the open windows, the breeze stirring my hair, as an announcer drones about the upcoming artists on next. Aespa. Their performances might be a bit stale, but they sure know how to make those panties drop and cocks pop. I breeze past some gawping morons (okay, I actually got spitroasted, but shush), before finding the correct room number. "The Anime Club", the piece of paper taped to the door reads, oh this is going to be so much fun. Wearing my widest smile I slam open the door and pose against the doorframe, my eyes sweeping across the startled faces filling the room, the stench of sweat and undrained balls tickling my nose, "Hey losers," I purr, "Wanna fuck?" One guy lets out a startled moan and clutches at his crotch, did he just cream himself? Oh fuck yeah, this is the right place.

I strut into the room like I own it, which I do now, shedding my clothes as I go, revealing my tanned, curvy body for these low-lives to drool over. There are girls mixed in to the press, over-dressed and with too much makeup on, no doubt used to lording over the men in here, glaring at me jealously as a lay claim to their little harem. But the smirk on my face as I glance at them tells them that this was an inclusive event, why bother having a gangbang when you can have an orgy instead. I saunter into the middle of the room, which coincidentally already has a space cleared in it, the surrounding desks and chairs kicked aside, and set my hand on my hip, "Well, do you want to fuck an idol or not?" I sigh sluttily, "Don't bother with protection, none of you have fucked enough to catch anything..." silence greets this announcement, and I roll my eyes in irritation, "That means you can fuck me raw, idiots," and like magic their clothes come flying off.

Before I can blink I am surrounded by sweaty losers, each pushing and fighting to get a handful of me, to grope my thick ass or my perky breasts, to get to kiss my perky lips with their filthy mouths. A dozen hands hungrily roam my body, clammily rubbing and squeezing my premier flesh, desperate to experience what they've watched happen a hundred times on their screens. The door slams shut behind me, and I hear the clunk of the lock, and then the screech of a table being shoved against it, and I know the only way I was leaving this room was covered in cum. Just the way I love it. Their erect cocks rub and poke at me, and soon my hands are busy once more, drifting between dicks and the occasional pussy as I say hello to them all. Then I drop into a squat so I can greet my new friends with a big sloppy kiss.

The trick to getting blowbanged is to make sure nobody gets a good handle on your head when they're in your mouth, because otherwise the will fuck your face until they- I gulp down the thick example of my lesson, some guy groaning while his cum fills my mouth; okay fine, it's not as easy as it sounds. I finish slurping and turn my head to accept the next cock into my mouth, sucking on his warm, hard meat before quickly moving onto the next one. It's fun having some guys creampie my face, but when all of them get to do it it gets boring fast. I've got other holes that need to be filled too! Speaking of which, one of the girls is doing a great job eating me out while I crouch over her face, having been scooted into the scrum on her back. She keeps getting stepped on, but I think she enjoys it. Another loser unloads into my hair from behind, just as the dick in my right hand hand explodes onto my face, my pussy starts making louder noises as I relish the feeling of being covered with spunk. Fuck it, I need to get plowed.

I rise up from the ring of smelly bodies like a beautiful flower, my gaze sweeping the room to drink in the details that I missed while I was buried in pulsing cocks. Things have gotten a bit crazy while I was down, and it looks like the orgy is in full swing. One girl is on her knees rubbing two cocks together, while another slut is taking it up the ass. Two bitches are busy fisting each other, some pervert is jacking off using one of their hair, and one of the gaudily dressed girls turns out to be a boy after all, and has her skirts up around her waist while she gets plowed from behind, her flaccid cock flopping leakily with every thrust. Hot. Well it's time to join in the fun, and I languidly lean forward while hands find my body once more, I start sucking one of the dicks being shoved into my face, letting whoever was behind me figure it out. There's some commotion behind me, but soon enough something warm and hard is pushing between my cheeks. Hopefully it ends up in my pussy and not my ass, these morons can never get it in the right hole.

To my slight surprise my pussy gets filled with throbbing man-meat, and I shudder with delight as pleasure suffuses my belly, god I love taking dick. Warmth pulses through my groin as my lover roughly pounds away at me with an almost virginal lack of skill, so greedy to creampie me, to unload his cum as deep inside of me as possible, he's desperate for it. Confident that things will work themselves out back there, I turn my attention to cock in my mouth, and start showing off a little; I am an idol after all. I take my lover's burning rod down my throat, my tongue flickering against his shaft while I swallow him to the hilt, my chin nestled against his hairy balls. Then I look up at him and wink, causing his member to spasm as it spurts down my throat. Whoops. And right on schedule, the trash filling my other hole adds his own load to the party, flooding my pussy with his sticky warmth. Mmmph.

Then fresh cocks take their places, and once more I am bouncing between two dicks, spitroasted by losers who have barely even kissed a girl, and now they're fucking an idol raw. God they are pounding me so damn hard. One blows, and then the other, and then another just empties himself all over my butt before some other deviant shoves his dick in my ass. Thin, thick, long, small, doesn't matter the size, I take them all! It all blurs together, a ceaseless plowing from both ends, broken only when a coochie gets shoved into my mouth instead of a cock, half the time they're already dripping with semen. Delicious. I won it like the slut I am, until finally there's enough of a break for me to stand up and take stock of what I've missed. I smile. The orgy is in full swing, all inhibitions tossed aside, cocks spray over quivering flesh, fingers dig into pliant holes, mouths open in groans only to be filled by sopping genitals, half the couples here will either break up or discover they enjoy a few more bodies in their relationship. I am so fucking wet.

With a smirk I lay back on a nearby table, my hair soaking in a puddle of squirt and jizz, my legs open wide in invitation for anyone who wants a taste of premium idol pussy. My first partner arrives, some obese loser with a dick shorter than my pinky, and I lick my lips as he buries me beneath his bulk. My feet kick in the air while he ruts atop me, his waist too wide to wrap around, I can't even tell if he is in me, but judging by his pitiful grunts, he certainly thinks he is. I kiss him, my tongue slithering wetly in his mouth, as his groans grow louder and more desperate. I squeeze him, and feel something in the sloppy mess of my folds, before he lets out a final whine and fills me with his virgin cum. Holy fuck. I am unable to contain a moan as his jizz pours into me, burning hot and so thick it's like peanut butter, I feel so damn full! When I finally manage to shove him off me his glutinous seed stays within me, if I wasn't an idol, my belly would be full of his baby. The thought of this lowlife knocking me up only makes me more aroused.

The next few guys use my butt after seeing the stinking mess that fatass left in my pussy, though one bitch does spend like ten minutes eating me out, which was nice. Then she sits on my face, and I get to enjoy having my asshole violated by several deviants while I gouge hers out with my tongue, she keeps squirting all over my tits. Eventually someone noticed my favorites assets are unoccupied, and soon my tits are getting fucked as hard as my butt is. God I love getting used like this. After a bit of this, the slut unmounts my face, just in time for someone to jizz all over it. I laugh with joy as more join in the fun, my skin plastered with a thick layer of spunk until some girls are jealous enough to lick it off of me. The bitches.

I am delighted to discover my next lover is that crossdresser from before, her dick sprouting from her layers of stockings. I love fucking weebs, they're always so perverted. Even if they sometimes make you crawl into a body pillow with a hole in it first. One time I got stuck in a D.VA one at an anime convention and ended up being voted the most popular stall. I honestly thought I was going to end up pregnant! Ah... The adorable girl wastes no time in mounting my clogged cunt, happy to fuck those nasty sloppy seconds out of me. Then things get even better, another guys comes up behind her and shoves himself into her ass, forming a little fuck-train. The crossdresser squeals and gasps atop me, her elaborate dress and petticoats dripping wet from where her body presses against mine. I'm pretty sure she's already cum in me, but the boys just don't stop lining up to fuck her into me, I can feel her pitiful dick twitching inside of me with every thrust. I kiss her tenderly, I love it when a new slut discovers her calling!

After that all sorts itself out, with the crossdresser ending up bent over next to some other sluts while they all get plowed by a train of losers, I move onto something a bit more intense. With a winning smile I mount some lowlife busy jerking his dick to two whores making out with jizz all over their faces, and loudly invite anyone to join in the fun. Before long I'm getting double stuffed, which is pure fucking bliss as far as I'm concerned. The idiot I'm riding creampies me within a minute, so I roll onto my side and let the room go to town on my holes; it's too bad none of these losers can last very long. I'm in heaven as my ass is plowed while my cunt is getting railed, dicks of all shapes and sizes taking their turn to use my holes for their pleasure. Until finally some perverted pair finally do what I've been wanting this whole time, and shove both their quivering dicks into my asshole. Fuuuck...

There's something so heartwarming about watching a roomful of guys discover that the best thing aside from fucking a hole, is fucking a hole with someone else. Soon the other sluts' holes are being put to the test as the deviants try and shove as many dicks into their partners as possible. I see one chubby whore taking three at once in her loose cunt, and I cheer to watch such a size queen getting stretched out like that. Meanwhile I've got four in my ass, and two in my cunt. I love playing "Stuff the Natty"! And fuck am I getting stuffed. These nasty perverts violate me with endless enthusiasm, at this point all of my holes are getting filled at once, often by multiple cocks, these losers slaking years of lust on my gorgeous body. A normal girl would have passed out an hour ago, but hey, I'm a fucking idol for a reason.

The sun is starting to set when the last deviant spends his thin seed upon my tits, before collapsing off of me with an exhausted groan. With a purring sigh I sit fully upright, and look on with satisfaction at the mess I made. The floor was literally an inch deep with sexual fluids and piss, bodies sprawled everywhere, and the stench- oh the stench! Humming happily to myself, I tiptoe through the maze of passed out losers, not even bothering to grab my clothes before I kick a table out of the way and saunter out the door; I'm pretty sure I saw them dissolving in a trashcan filled with jizz. Heads turn as the fugue of sweaty sex fills the hallway, several people puke or gag in disgust. Wearing my winning smile I sashay through the press of horrified onlookers, my only clothes the thick layer of jizz coating every inch of me. I only get mounted eleven times before I make it outside, guys can be so timid about sloppy seconds!

The sunset fills me with joy as I practically skip along the path, I just love being a good slut! After all, a slut should open her legs for everyone, especially the losers, what's the point of being a meat-hole if everyone can't take a turn? Along a knoll someone waves, and I speed up when I see its Julie. We embrace with messy squelch, both of our bodies slick and sweaty, our lips locked together for what has to be like ten minutes. We share a knowing smile, Julie found her jocks, and I found my losers, and now...? And now we bend over together and invite the line already forming nearby to use our bodies. We might have our favorites, but that doesn't mean everyone else doesn't get to fuck us too!

Who is she? A slut, obviously! Now stop staring and shove it in already!

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“You sure about this, noona?”

“I’m sure. Just, take it slow. We have all the time in the world.”

Perfection greets you as she’s on her back in the middle of her own bed. The peonies you brought her as a gift for graduating college are in a vase on the dresser; twenty-four stems crammed in, the blush and white ones leaning over the rim. You wanted her room full of them.

Golden hour has come in through her window and it’s catching her face and the white slip dress she opened the bouquet in.

“Sohyun-noona.”

“Yes?”

“Can I take this off?”

“Of course.”

You slip the straps off her shoulders. Her dress falls to her waist. She’s bare from the waist up.

The sun on her bountiful chest is the last thing you ever needed to see. You think you might cum without being touched by just staring at it. You stand at the foot of the bed and look at her and you cannot understand what you are seeing. Her tits are bigger than you imagined and you have explored that visual in your head so many times. The skin between them swallows light like no other; cleavage as deep as Mariana’s Trench.

Her nipples pink as the cherry blossoms of spring, erect like thorns from roses, and you have to grip your own thigh to stop yourself from doing something stupid.

“Stop staring.”

Words refuse to come out of your throat.

She laughs, soft as the fields of cosmos you used to play in when you were both young, embarrassed. “Come on, stop it.”

“I can’t—”

“You can’t what?”

“I can’t stop staring. I’m sorry, noona. I’ve been with you for most of my life and I’ve never noticed.”

“Come here.”

You approach her. You climb onto the bed and you put your face into her neck before you do anything else, because her neck smells like her, and you breathe in for a long time, and your brain malfunctions.

“Sohyun-noona.”

“Yes, my dear?”

“You smell like flowers in early spring, the first ones, the wet ones.”

“Oh, how romantic.”

“I want to put my face on every part of you. I want to know what your skin smells like from your ear to your ankle.”

“That tickles.”

“I know.”

You kiss her neck. The skin there is so soft you make a sound in your throat without meaning to. You kiss her shoulder, the bones of it. The hollow at her clavicle that you have looked at across the library table for years. You kiss the inside of her wrist that has rested on a textbook in front of you, and your cock is so hard in your pants, thinking becomes a chore.

“Be careful,” she breathes. “I bruise.”

“Good.”

“What?”

“I want to leave marks on you. I want you to find them tomorrow on the plane and think about my mouth. Please tell me I can.”

“…yes, of course you can.”

You suck on the place between her shoulder and her neck until a deep red spot blooms there. The sound she makes resembles the birds that flock around your garden; small and melodic. You feel her soft thighs shift on the bed below you. You stop and look at her and her eyes are already wet and her cheeks are red.

“You’re insane.”

“You make me insane.”

You move down. Her chest is in your face now and you cannot believe it is real. You take one nipple into your mouth and your eyes roll back. Intoxicating you like a poisonous nectar you’re willing to die for. You suck and you taste every note of musk, and skin, and scent of her that translates to numerous neurons activating and your tastebuds firing off signals that it has never transmitted before.

The tenting arousal under you is starting to hurt. Her hands find your hair and she gasps. You give her tit the time you have spent fantasising about it, which is a fuck ton. You feel her arching off the bed, she’s trying to push more of herself into your mouth and you of course let her.

You move to the other side, give that pillowy-goodness the same amount of attention and time. You spend so long on her tits that her hand goes from gripping your hair to stroking it, slow, like she’s the one trying to comfort you.

“You’re going to be here all night,” she breathes, heavy and labored.

“Oh, that’s the plan, noona.”

“Oh god.”

You move down further. Push the slip off her hips and it falls to the floor and now you can see her fully and you have to close your eyes for a second because the sensation is too much now. You open them. She is the most you have ever seen. You kiss the soft slope of her belly and you bite, not hard, just enough to feel it, just to know what her skin gives like, and she makes a lovely noise.

“Did you just try biting me?”

“Yes and I’m not done.”

You bite her again. You kiss her hipbones. You drag your nose down the line where her thigh meets her hip and your nose is full of her flowery scent and you cannot stop your hips from grinding into the mattress. You are still fully clothed but your cock has been leaking in your pants.

“Ms. Park Sohyun.”

“Yes, baby boy?”

“I’m going to be eating you for a while. Do you understand that?”

“For how long?”

“An hour or so, maybe more.”

“…okay.”

“Now spread those legs.”

She spreads her legs and you stop breathing for a moment.

Her cunt smells like flora in early spring and you can’t get enough of it. You shove your face there and you breathe in and you don’t come up for air for so long she has to ask if you’re still alive.

“Are you okay down there?” She asks while being almost breathless herself.

“I am doing better than okay, noona.”

“Can you still breathe?”

“I can replace this with oxygen for all I care.”

You lick her. You taste her and your eyes roll back once more. You growl from the ecstasy that lands on your tongue. She tastes like something you would walk a hundred miles for just to taste again. You lick her a second time and you start drooling uncontrollably. You don’t care, you stop trying to be a person and you let the animal inside you free.

“Oh my god. Oh my fucking god, you’re—”

“What?”

“You’re so good, you’re shaking.”

“I know.”

You stay there. You learn the topography of her folds with your tongue and find the treasure that sits atop of her cunt that makes her hips lift, and when you find it you make a small triumphant sound into her body and her thighs squeeze your head. You suck, you taste, your saliva mixes with her nectar and you stay there.

She cums and her whole body violently shakes from the intense sensation. Her hand flying to her face to muffle her moans.

You continue.

“Wait! Wait.”

“I told you I’ll be here for a while.”

“Oh god.”

You keep going, you lick the parts of her that are still trembling. You suck the small place that is now so sensitive you swear she starts hiccuping because of it. You drink the honey like it’s the only sustenance you have left on planet Earth. You think about the rest of your life having to taste anything else and you almost lose it from sadness.

She comes the second time louder, with both hands in your hair, pulling.

“You’re going to kill me.”

You make her cum a third time before she can catch her breath. You’re not doing it to take care of her anymore. You’re doing it because you cannot stop. The sun has dropped lower and blue hour covers the sky. The light on her stomach now coming from moonlight and you admire her like she is the most beautiful thing ever conceived in this reality. Words can’t justify how perfect she is.

“When you’re done with your studies, will you visit me?”

“Of course, noona. I’ll find a way to work near where you are.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

She goes silent for a long time. Then she takes your wrist and pulls you in for a long messy kiss. Your tongues intertwine as she tastes herself from your tongue.

You break the kiss, and you lower your mouth to her again.

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another set of fucking gorgeous pics of this slut to fap to. i gonna blow loads to her cute face.

ig : @choosinlin

[xmmlovrr]

Anyone got more of this beaut 🤤🤤

[era1se-deactivated20240109]

Merry Xmas

[guccistuff-deactivated20251110]

#grayce

[loudstreamingartperson]

[adownbad]

mmm nice ass to spread and enter while she’s on a call w her boyfriend, fucking ass rippling every thrust of my hips into her, impossible for her to contain her moans

[lilhongdot]

brb cumming to this nus slut

[de-collector]

ahhh rosenne u look so good, your supple tits must be so nice to grope and squeeze and your gorgeous face to face fuck with ur dick sucking lips wrapped tightly around my shaft

[fluffi-unicorn]

@rosennee

[strangesandwichluminary]

[halpmyself]

The thought of this xmm looking like this every night waiting for you to return home after work. Would you grab home daily just to have more time to enjoy her?

[justanyhowtalk]

Fucking sexy better than Jennie