A/N: Hey guys, thank you for following me on this journey for so long. REBLOG THIS PLEASE! AND LIKE THE POST, PLS INTERACT MORE, COMMENT on my fics more often, Constructive critism is also welcome. Here are the fics I have planned. Will be updated daily this month. This is for the BTS smutdom, and remember all characters and corporations or establishments appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Please do not repost my work without my permission as I will be cross posting on my ao3 as well. If you would like to create cover art or potentially be a beta reader, please let me know. At this time I will not be alotting funds to this so the positions are entirely voluntary.
Warnings: Mentions of Dub-con/non con, established relationship Taehyung/Reader, Reader is female, maybe some whump, FLASHBACK!, and graphic depictions of sex M/M/F style, and golden haired Taehyung because HE’S SO PRETTY!!!!
Word Count: 3.1k
Pairing: Taehyung x (fem!)Reader x Jungkook
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a/n: Horny asses...I’m also sorry for the long ass hiatus, I had this story typed out but lost all the data and did not have any backups. Enjoy this new Kinktober 2023 prompt with 2025 post tiktok ban in America. 🦅 🦅 🦅 Edit- It's not banned anymore but I wrote it anyways so its whatever.
"Jungkookie, you recording?” Asked your bulked up boyfriend, Taehyung Kim as Jungkook got into position.
“Yeah guys, I got it.”
“Thanks Jungkook!” You flashed a smile to your friend before turning around and doing the couples tiktok with Taehyung, ending with a pose and laughing as he dropped you on the ground. You both giggled as he apologized and helped you up, and then lifted you over his head. (So hot)
“Taetae!” You giggled and Jungkook just sighed. You looked to the other male, noticing how much his physique had improved after he went on a bulk. Your boyfriend knew ALL about it. You wouldn’t shut up about Jungkook when you were alone. In the middle of your throes of passion with your boyfriend, you’d get sidetracked and tell him what you really thought of your brown-haired friend. Your boyfriend was more obsessed with him, actually. You recalled the time your boyfriend told you about it for the first time.
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You became friends with Taehyung and Jungkook around the same time, introduced to them through Jimin, who had partied with you on one of many occasions and you had instantly hit it off with Jungkook, a fellow motorcycle enthusiast and lover of books. He read a lot, but not as much as Taehyung did. Before you got together, Taehyung’s gazes and hyper fixations were solely on Jungkook. The lingering gazes, the subtle smirks, everything about the two felt different. You could have sworn they were together, but that was until you realized it looked one-sided. It didn’t seem like Jungkook disregarded him completely, but he didn’t accept him either.
“You like him, don’t you?” You asked softly.
“Hm?” His deep honeylike voice came out in a confused stutter, as if he suddenly realized what you had just asked, or rather, stated. “What? You think I like Jungkook?” He sounded flabbergasted.
“Yeah.” You point at him, and then flick his bangs out of his eyes. “You looooove him~” You teased, as if you were any better. While you noticed Taehyung’s attraction to the younger male, you also noticed the latter. Jungkook was a wonderful man. Your friendship grew stronger day by day in those first few months you were friends, but you also felt a small crush begin to form after one day, he had invited you over for some drinks, and you guys talked about your pasts, and then he talked about some struggles he faced when he was in high school and his earlier career when he was a model. You empathized with him, opened up to him, and cried in his arms.
That was the moment you realized that Jungkook truly saw you. He saw you for more than your vanity, appearance, or your skills. He saw you for you, and you felt elated in his presence. Every interaction after that as you grew your tiktok account, Jungkook became a core part of your life and your growing fame. Taehyung was a different story, you were mellow with him, you thought he was more objectively attractive but your heart went out to Jungkook first, and you wanted to be loyal, even if it was just within your mind. This did get annoying quickly, as one would imagine, as you and Taehyung never outright said anything to Jungkook, but his oblivious knew no bounds. Now that you had caught Taehyung in his crush, he could catch you.
“And what about you?” He called you out as you began your teasing. Your eyes widened as large as marbles.
“W-what?”
“You like him too.” The smug bastard folded his arms, and smirked. That stupid boxy smile of his.
You and Taehyung started hanging out a lot more after that, and eventually, you started crushing on him. It was natural. You had a lot in common, among your shared interest in a certain man with a J name, you both made tiktoks, and also enjoyed food. The bookish boy and the dreaming girl. It just...happened. You woke up in bed with him and things just felt normal.
“Tae?” You said softly.
“Hm?”
“You think he’ll ever like one of us back?”
“Y/N, why are you thinking about that right now?” He turned over and gently wrapped his arms around your frame.
“Cause...if he does, I don’t want one of us to feel left out,” You replied, your fingers lightly playing with his hair. “I just want us to be happy.” You put your forehead on his chest, closing your eyes.
“You think Jungkookie would be okay with sharing then? Cause I don’t think I’m ready to give you up either.” That was the first conversation you’d had about it.
You and Taehyung had previously agreed on keeping your relationship open to Jungkook and only him, exclusive otherwise with each other. You loved him, and he loved you, but with this situation in the air, the ball was in Jungkook’s court. Nobody was actively pursuing him, but the last time you made love, you had said some nasty shit in Taehyung’s ears, involving Jungkook being gagged and blindfolded.
Taehyung had enough of your teasing. But in actuality, he was into it. He wanted to see Jungkook’s face while he came undone, what his voice sounded like when he moaned. The closest Taehyung had come to hearing him, it was when the man had hit his head on the wall, carelessly he let out a higher pitched groan of pain, but a moan was still a moan.
The previous night before you invited Jungkook to your apartment, you and Taehyung were discussing it.
“Well? What do you think about making the first move? We could invite him over and-”
“No, no, I don’t wanna corner him.” You leaned forward, across the counter while you begged.
“But baby...come on, don’t you want to at least see those cute little lips of his wrapped around your long, hard cock?” You asked, gulping a glob of drool while your mouth watered at imagining the sight of such a treat.
“God....you little temptress.” Taehyung grabbed you by the hips and pulled you flush against him, kissing you feverishly, the primal hunger in his eyes unmatched as he pulled back for a breath, and slid his hands down your back.
“I’d wanna see it. Wanna see Jungkook sucking your cock, or better yet, sharing your cock with him, it’s my cock, after all,” You said possessively, pulling your boyfriend down for another kiss. “Or maybe I could wear a strap on, pry apart his sweet ass and fuck him myself. I wanna make him moan, wanna make him feel good, wanna feel good, with you both.” You sighed softly, as your boyfriend picked you up, and carried you to the bedroom.
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You were pried out of your thoughts as Taehyung gave you a look of confusion, wondering when your plan was going to take action. Jungkook had just finished recording you guys for your tiktok and Taehyung kept giving you looks.
“Mmmmm.” You shook your head. It wasn’t time yet. The mood was too calm. You needed something more sensual. You came up with a naughty idea. “Jungkook, could you come here for a moment?” Your boyfriend looked over with weary. He didn’t trust you to make a good call. When it came to Jungkook, you were easily obsessive. Unhealthily, even.
“What is it, Y/N?” Jungkook’s wide doe eyes made for a disparity between his shredded v-line and toned arms. He had bulked up a bit, and his arm tattoos made for some delicious dreams when you imagined him oiled up or covered in whipped cream, your lips wrapping around his ever hardening coc- “Hello?” He tried to get your attention by waving a hand in front of your face.
“Sorry, got distracted,” As you apologized, you noticed how the man’s abs rippled beneath his t-shirt. Goddamn. You wished he wore something tighter today, because the baggy clothing wasn’t doing his figure any justice. You wanted to see it. Hopefully it’ll be on the floor in the next five minutes. “JK, how would you like to make another type of video with us?”
“Y/N!” Taehyung’s voice came out in a husky whisper, coughing heavily as his eyes widened to the size of melons.
“What? We might as well just ask the man-”
“What kind of video? Another couple-tok? Doesn’t it make more sense for you and Taehyung to do that though?” Jungkook asked, clearly the nuance behind your words flying over his head.
“No, I wanna do it with you.” If looks could kill, Taehyung’s glare could have killed you on the spot. What for, you caught yourself wondering. Is it jealousy—perhaps over his girlfriend openly flirting with another man in front of him? Or is it disappointment at losing to you as a rival for a chance to get closer to your shared crush?
“I can record.” Taehyung was a bright man, he realized quickly where this was headed. His grimace quickly turned into a grin as you did the dance and had Jungkook place his hands on your waist. He was increasingly becoming more uncomfortable since he was practically groping his friend’s girlfriend in front of him for a fucking video. You turned around, and smirked, before getting closer.
“Thanks again for this. I love hanging out.” You flashed Jungkook your best smile, praying that he would appreciate the gesture and take some initiative with the affection for once. Your prayers were answered when he patted your head.
“Of course.” He smirked, emulating the golden retriever energy that you and Tae fell head over heels for.
“And...” Taehyung moved back, circling around you while holding the camera steady.
“Okay Jungkook, you ready? We’re going to kiss, just for the tiktok.” You explained to your innocent and unsuspecting crush.
“K-kiss? Is that okay? Tae is right there-” Jungkook started to protest.
“Yeah. I’m giving you my permission. So do it.” Your tone sounded light, but your lips were curled in a smile, as if you were testing him. Jungkook puckered, nervous as he leaned in.
“Okay, here goes...” Jungkook moved forward, closing the gap between you.
You made sure that you were kissing fully first, before swirling your tongue into his mouth, and making him moan even more in protest, as you started kissing him deeper. He had no choice but to open his mouth wider so you could explore his caverns even better. He could feel your tongue pressing into his, into the roof of his mouth, violating his mouth virtually as you suckled his lips with a wet smack, breaking the kiss with a blush dusting your cheeks and sweat forming behind your ears. You were both panting, blown away by how intense the kiss was.
“Damn, you really know what you’re doing.” You smirked.
“T-thank you...” Jungkook’s ears started turning red, while you and Taehyung shared a laugh.
“Alright good. Now it’s Tae’s turn!” You giggled as Jungkook turned back in panic, trying to escape your grasp as you held him in place.
“That’s really not a good idea-” Jungkook gasped, while you took the camera from your boyfriend and suddenly, you were recording the pair as they engaged in another passionate makeout session, all while you watched them with eager eyes. You couldn’t help but feel a little wet. You were wearing a pair of leggings and a sweatshirt, underneath a simple Puma grey sports bra. Things were getting heated quickly, and you were happy to see that your boyfriend was finally getting that long-awaited kiss from prince charming. Even if you were essentially taking it by force, you watched Jungkook practically choking on his tongue while Taehyung swallowed his tongue, and the wet muscles could be seen within the instances Jungkook was forced to open his mouth wider. You wondered if that’s what he looked like while you kissed him too, except Jungkook’s eyes were completely open for the entire 40 seconds Tae assaulted his mouth. He finally let go with a pop, Jungkook wiping his lips in shock.
“You’re so cute,” You whispered. “Getting so worked up over Kookie like that.” You smirked at your boyfriend, putting your phone on the counter with your phone still recording as you set it down on selfie mode and pushed your boyfriend back on the counter, kissing him with all your might. You were both getting worked up, your hands in his hair, his lips on your neck leaving a fresh new mark, and poor Jungkook, watching, with a bright pink blush on his face getting even darker by the minute.
“What’s happening?” Jungkook raised his hand like he was a high schooler asking his teacher for permission to use the bathroom.
“Ah, sorry if we scared you. We just...we honestly...” You were getting worked up as your boyfriend placed you down on the counter and moved his hands under your sweatshirt. “Fuck, Taetae...” You gasped, and licked your lips as your expression glazed over. You noticed something else. Jungkook was hard. Like, really hard.
“Hm?” Taehyung sighed between kisses, he enjoyed feeling you up but felt even better claiming you in front of Jungkook. His instincts were probably firing up to do it anyways.
“Jungkook, are you just gonna stand there, or are you gonna join us?” You finally asked the question you were both dying to ask. Taehyung didn’t stop feeling you up, if anything his little nibbles increased. He nipped your left ear, while you moaned, and he had another hand between your thighs, forcing your legs apart and testing your wetness himself.
“I-uh....yes,” Jungkook scurried over, his head hanging down. There was a bit of tension in the room, of uncertainty, fear, and arousal. Everything mixed, as Taehyung pried your legs apart and inhaled, sniffing you like a feral beast. “Oh my god.” Jungkook’s eyes widened. He was shocked at the lewd gesture.
“Y/N, you smell so fucking good.” Taehyung’s words come out in a low rumble.
“Ah, Taehyung...” You gasped, your legs pressing together as Taehyung spread them apart forcefully.
“Jungkook, watch closely,” Tae ordered. “Watch how I make her cum.” You moaned as Taehyung removed your leggings and lightly licked over your panties covering your slit, before pulling them aside and feasting on your mound directly, licking at the glistening heat between your legs with fevor.
“Fuck.” Jungkook moaned, seeing his friend eating out his girlfriend on his kitchen counter was too hot to watch. Jungkook wanted a taste too.
“Don’t worry, you will soon enough.” Tae chuckled, pulling back, a connecting string of your arousal coating his nose, chin, and mouth. Globs of white oozed out from your center, and the little pearl that he loved so much made you cry as Tae attempted to suck it up. Your clit was close.
“Ahhhh!” You moaned, gasping, a mess in your sweatshirt as Tae slid off your panties. You wasted no time in sliding off your sweatshirt and sports bra, revealing your naked body to both men. Taehyung took off his shirt, and then noticed Jungkook’s hard-on too.
“Come here. She needs to eat too.” Jungkook knew what his friend wanted, so he went ahead, unzipping his pants to reveal your next meal to you.
“Fuck, Jungkook...” Your eyes glazed over again as you opened your mouth, and wrapped your lips around his cock. Jungkook’s pants slid awkwardly around his ankles while he pumped his cock into your mouth. He stared at you with desire in his gaze while you bobbed your head down, and he let you take the lead as you choked on it, and Taehyung had his hands gripping your hips before he pushed into you ever so gently.
“You’re so wet Y/N...Y/N-ah...” He gasped your name in that deep husky voice you loved so much. He had no problem with making you cream. Your boyfriend fucked you, while making your mutual crush fuck your face, at the same time stuffing you raw full of his cock.
“Fuck yes, Tae!” You moaned. “Fuck!” You cried out as your boyfriend only moved harder; his eyes trained on you as you coughed on Jungkook’s cock. You then spit on it and suckle down harder, your eyes rolling back as your face reddened quickly.
“Shit, Y/N, you’re such a whore.” Jungkook gasped, before leaning forward and slapping his cock against your cheeks before sliding it back into your eager, awaiting mouth.
“Mmm, you like it?” You asked your crush as he simply pulled your hair back, and watch you as you got him off.
“Course I do.” Jungkook smirked, and as your boyfriend finished pumping his spunk into you, you came, shuddering as Tae held you, and your cum dribbled out.
“I wanna see you ride his face baby,” Tae licked his lips. “Sit on his face and make him eat my cum.”
“Fuck. Fuck yes.” Jungkook’s eyes widened a moment as you picked yourself up and Taehyung helped you. You ground your hips against his mouth while the white string of Tae’s sperm dripped down his throat.
“MMmph!” His eyes widened, but he quickly closed them, forced to drink the cum out of you like delicious ambrosia spilling out like he was drinking the nectar of the gods, Taehyung’s semen tasted good, somehow. Better than Jungkook expected.
“Kneel.” Taehyung’s deep honeyed voice boomed as he ordered Jungkook.
“H-huh?” Jungkook was shocked, as Taehyung wiped his mouth.
“I said kneel,” Taehyung had Jungkook kneel while you spread your legs on the kitchen counter, and Jungkook was hovering below your slit. Your eyes met, Jungkook looked fucking terrified. “Eat my cum out of her.” Taehyung’s domineering presence had you both worked up. You were both horny. Your eyes closed as Jungkook sucked, slowly at first but then a quicker pace as his tongue darted inside. You cried out, legs hooking his head in as he sucked, hard.
“FUCK!” You whined, bucking your hips.
“Mmmph.” Jungkook’s muffled voice send vibrations down your core and shot up your whole body, as you rocked your hips faster, even faster to keep up with his unforgiving pace.
“You like my cum, Kookie? I taste good, don’t I?” Taehyung grinned as Jungkook nodded, his eyes were closed and the man was clearly in heaven, drowning in your abused pussy juices and the former’s cum dribbling out from within you.
“She tastes so fucking good,” Jungkook said, before spitting a glob of cum out on your cunt and licking it back up and swallowing. His lips glistened with your juices as he licked his fingers and his gaze shifted between you and Taehyung. “Now it’s my turn.”
You and Taehyung shared a knowing look, your plan had worked, and you had somehow managed to weasel your way into filming a sex tape and fucking your best friend all in one go. You didn’t regret it, even as the two men pulled you to the master bedroom to take turns on you. Best fucking day ever.
#notes: especially for the person who called me weird for writing free use <3 this is for you love!
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“FUCK. GUYS I NEED PEE, CAN U STOP HAVING SEX ON THE BATHROOM?” taehyung screamed from the other side of the door.
jungkook startled, cursing under his breath and reluctantly pulling away from you.
"jesus, taehyung, damn! can't a guy have a minute of privacy with his girlfriend?"
did you know that, having sex in the bathroom there really was a possibility of someone knocking on the door, but damn, did it need to be fair when jungkook had two fingers inside you and was sucking your nipple like a desperate? you still felt the sensation of his teeth grazing your wet and sensitive nipple.
“i don’t care. fuck. i need pee.” taehyung screamed again.
you rolled your eyes, going back to kissing your boyfriend who soon had his two fingers inside you again, the speed burning your insides at the same time that it gave you pleasure when you felt jungkook's long fingers opening you completely.
“so good~” you moaned a little loud.
“guys, please~” taehyung screamed again.
“don’t stop, let him pee, but don’t stop’ you said.
jungkook looked at you, his eyes still dark with desire. he considered for a moment, weighing the need for privacy against the desire to continue. eventually, he succumbed to your plea.
“fuck, i can't say no to you when you look at me like that. but quiet, okay”
“OH~” you gasped when his back with his fingers on you.
jungkook's hand moves between your legs, his touch is fast, he captures your mouth in a rough kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth eagerly.
"mm... you like that, whore? you want me like this?"
“p-please!”
“GUYS. PEE” taehyung screamed again.
jungkook lets out an exasperated curse, frustrated at yet another interruption. he stops for a moment to call out a response to taehyung.
"jesus, taehyung, are you serious right now? we're in the middle of something! can't you hold it for a damn minute longer?!"
“i can’t”
“if you stop, i will kill you.” you said to jungkook.
jungkook laughed evilly, before opening the door without removing any fingers from you, he continued pushing his fingers deep into your pussy while taehyung just rolled his eyes at the situation and peed, jungkook attacked your neck in the process, leaving purple marks and making you moan even more.
you knew he liked showing you off to his friends, you were used to it, you even liked it, the tension of being watched made you even more excited and you knew that your boyfriend's friends were mature enough to look at you like that form only at permitted times.
jungkook slapped your exposed nipple hard and you gasped, twitching around his finger, and taehyung watched everything as he washed his hand next to you.
you knew taehyung was watching, and that's why you decided to put on a show, moaning loudly and arching your back so he could see how jungkook was fingering you so well.
"you liked my slut, did you?" jungkook asked bluntly, making taehyung smile mischievously, he knew jungkook's type so well. "if you want, you can suck her tits."
and in the next second taehyung's mouth was on his nipple, mistreating the swollen nipple with bites and hickeys that made you scream in a mix of pleasure and pain.
you knew you weren't allowed to moan other guys' names, and that's why you only moaned your boyfriend's name, but it was a little difficult when you felt one of taehyung's hands go down your body and pinch your sensitive clit, that hurt. like hell, but it also put you over the edge for pleasure.
with your mouth open, jungkook took the opportunity to spit in there, followed by taehyung who spat in your face shortly after and then went back to hurting your sensitive nipple.
you finally came when one of taehyung's fingers joined your boyfriend's, burning like hell inside your pussy, but you loved how they kept opening you wider and wider as you screamed that it was too much and you couldn't take it.
"what kind of slut can't handle cumming twice? don't be useless!" your boyfriend said, hitting you then.
you had never felt it like that, two different men fingering your pussy at totally different but so delicious rhythms, taehyung's fat fingers making you delirious with pleasure every time he hit your g-spot while jungkook was extremely aggressive and stretched you all over
taehyung lowered his mouth to your clit, biting there without stopping pumping inside you with jungkook, and there you had a squirt, wetting the t-shirts of the two who were laughing at your situation.
"that's not funny! stop laugh!" you said, trying to straighten yourself out, your legs still shaking.
"where are you going? you haven't even sucked me yet and I haven't seen taehyung cum in that pussy"
ALL my work was deleted because google decided to be a bitch and now I have no access to my old saved kinktober work. All my hard work down the toilet of completed chapters I queued up to publish-GONE before I could copy them to tumblr. Let that be a lesson. I am extremely devestated and am thinking about switching which service to use to access my tumblr/saved works because google fucked me over like wattpad did. In other news, I'm pretty excited cause life and Jungkook's bday just passed but I was disappointed to find I can't recover my account because google doesn't believe I'm me!
⇰ Summary: You find that not all is well in the land of Strawberryland, where there are seven men with colorful hair that have never laid eyes upon a woman before meeting you.
⇰ Words: 12k
⇰ Genre: Smut & Angst (Crackfic)
⇰ Pairing: BTS x fem!Reader (all members)
⇰ Warnings: Strawberry Shortcake AU, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Dubious Consent, Implied war, Mentions of PTSD, Voyeurism, Breeding kink, creampie, Jungkook centric, the boys are clueless and don't know what sex is until you ruin their innocence, fucking of pumpkins-food play-ish?, lots of fruit puns/references to sweet things because of the theme, comparing pussy to pumpkinussy(?), plot if you squint.
A/N: I DID IT I POSTED YAYYYY! But also please enjoy, I am really tired but I felt bad so here is something I have had in drafts for a while....a fucked up strawberry shortcake au where reader isn't in a good situation-HAVE FUN! Low key kidnapping but whatever. I think I was PMSing when I wrote this. Or it was when I was in a poly relationship with two guys and got carried away.
You remembered traveling. You were in a car, a really nice car…and you were…yes, you were being kidnapped by your uncle. He said something about some money, some money your father wouldn’t give him. And then the car crashed.
When you came to, he was passed out and you were stranded under a tree.
Suddenly, a puppy with purple fur ran out. You were disoriented and had no clue what the time was but it was strange how the purple puppy that looked to be a toy poodle was running around you, barking as you looked around for anything that could help. Your uncle was unconscious and bleeding out right now so the only thing you could think of was to run away from him.
There was no telling what the man would do, especially now since you were injured. Sure, he was bleeding, but would that really stop him? He could still very well overpower you. You put your hand up to the dog, as if you were trying to silence it, pressing a finger against your lips and gently whispering: “Shhh, be quiet, you’ll wake him.” You noticed the puppy whining and barking as if it was trying to get someone’s attention.
Suddenly, you heard rustling coming from some bushes nearby, and noticed how big they were. The structure of this area was strange, apart from a few trees scattered around and a mysterious looking log cabin, there was a small fraction of the land that was surrounded by a row of bushes. It almost looked like it was covering something.
Then, a man just appeared, from the bushes. As if there was something hidden there, he just walked out, and you saw how he stepped THROUGH them. So they were fake. He had to be a magician or a wizard of some sort, as the world seemed to warp around him and you sensed something magical about him.
He had doe eyes, and a button nose which was wider all throughout. He was very handsome and appeared to be asian. You weren’t one to guess, but if you had to, you’d say he’s korean. His purple hair wasn’t the strangest thing about him-his outfit was. He was wearing a matching dark purple tracksuit and a light cyan blue and white shirt. His hair was put into a neat ponytail and….his eyes were a deep rich violet. He was probably wearing a cosplayer.
“Ist def douclf dtep?” That didn’t sound like any language you knew as he opened his mouth to speak. The puppy barked and ran around you, as you looked up, hot from the heat and dehydrated from the past hour of being stuck here.
“Please, help me.” You reached out to the man, in hopes of him reaching back to you before you fainted.
When you came to, you were in a bed, surrounded by two other men, who were peering at you with curiosity. A third man walked in, and as your blurry vision cleared, you could see it was the guy that helped you earlier with the tracksuit. The two other mystery men had strange hair colors and outfits too. One had maroon and pink hair fading into a lighter shade, and he was wearing a really long pink shirt with green and white tights (a man in tights? REALLY?) and lilac contacts in his eyes, while the other had a more normal appearance with blonde hair and blue eyes, but wore a lemon themed outfit, with a goofy lemon printed button up shirt and a plain white tee underneath with some shorts and a pair of white and yellow tights and yellow tennis shoes as well. What was it with the men in this place and their fucking tights?
“Ah, she’s awake?!” The purple haired man ran to you at once. You blushed a bit because it was so nerve wracking to see a good looking guy be attentive towards you. “Move away guys, give her some space.” He said to the other men.
“I can understand you.” You said while sitting up.
“Yeah. That’s because I brought you into Strawberryland. Normally we don’t let other humans cross in, in case they try destroying the town. God forbids that happens again…” He said with a slight dark twinge to his voice.
“Strawberryland?” You raised a brow and sat up. “What’s that?” You prayed they wouldn’t break into song and dance.
“It’s the name of this world. You see, long ago, the Berrymunchkins and Berrybugs needed a place to live, so a great wizard from the human world created a safe haven for all the creatures to live, hiding them away from all harm-along with a couple human beings to boot. It was meant to balance out. 15 people, and 9 of the creatures. However, the creatures felt wronged, tired of being used for labor as they had been previously in the human world. So, they retaliated. Slaughtered half of us. You see, we had siblings. There were two of us in each house, and we were happy! My sister…” He clenched his fist. “I’ll never forget what they did to Plum,” He gritted his teeth. You could tell he was going through something at the moment. Definitely looked like PTSD. “Sorry. You probably didn’t need to hear that. But it’s the current state of things. Sorry I couldn’t do more for you than offer a heatpack for your stomach and a hot towel for your forehead. We are pretty much out of medical supplies because the bug workers at the local hospital went on strike.”
You sit up slowly, wincing from the sudden pain.
“What kind of a city is this? Berrymunchkins and bugs, the color….I don’t understand how it’s so…wait, are we in a giant plum right now?” You looked around the house and noticed the shape of it. It was decorated purple, everywhere, and the windows looked candy-stripe themed as well, with green and white peppermints serving as the panes for the glass.
“Yes. Well, that is the magic of strawberryland. We weren’t born here but it gave us these physical changes. Pretty sweet if I say so myself.” The one with the blonde hair spoke up, chuckling in between.
“Wow. And this place was hidden right where the car crash happened? Wow, I guess I got lucky.” You said, sighing in relief.
“Car…crash?” The man who helped you originally asked. “Is that the name of the vehicle that brought you here? My pet, Lavendar, found you and got my attention. I almost never venture out but then when I saw you I had to help. Plus, she’s a good dog. She normally never barks like that,” He said. “Might I add…” He scans your body. “You are unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.” He said.
“Can I ask you how long you’ve been in this place?” You piped up. You had to know.
“Uh…I think a hundred and ten human years, at least?” Your eyes widened. “Time doesn’t pass for us, just barely. We don’t remember the world before this one. We don’t remember why our physical appearances changed or how, all we know is that we’re here now,” He added with a smile. “Together.” He looked back at his friends and gave them a small smile.
“Okay, so to recap: this place has powers and…you don’t have your memory from before you were here and there was a war and your siblings died, and now I’m the first human to cross the magical threshold in a century?!”
“Yep, that sounds about right.” He replied, nodding.
“I’ve gotta be dreaming. Wake up!” You yelled. Nothing happened. The men just stared at you like you grew a third arm.
“Ugh, why isn’t it working?” He sat down on the bed, next to you as you slapped your face.
“Please stop doing that, you’ll give yourself a concussion at this rate.” He said with a softer tone. You felt oddly compelled to listen to everything he said without protest. Technically, he did save you. You blushed as he grabbed your arms to keep you from smacking your forehead a fifth time.
“I uh…thanks for saving me,” You sighed. “Actually, I was in danger before you found me anyways…” You weren’t sure if you wanted to share.
“It’s okay. You sound shaken up. Makes sense, you were trapped there for a long time. Look at your skin, you’ve been sweating so much, and your body is barely sitting up straight. We need to get you some food and proper care immediately.” He said, making your heart skip a beat yet again.
Your stomach grumbled just as he said that. Damn you!
“Uh…sir?” You asked hesitantly.
“Yes?” He parted his lips and looked at you with so much focus you thought you would explode.
“What’s your name?”
“Jungkook.” He smiled at you.
“I’m Y/N.” You smiled back at him.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” He kissed your hand. He let his lips linger there for a moment and looked back at the other men before looking back at you. “I’ll let my friends here introduce themselves to you. I gotta take Lavender on a walk.” He said, before leaving through the front door.
“I’m Seokjin. ‘Jin,’ for short.” The blonde said, standing tall.
“And I’m Jimin. Also go as ‘Jimmy,’ or ‘Chim.’ But only my friends call me that really.” The pink haired one scratched his head.
“Okay, I have a weird question for you guys but…promise not to judge?” You asked, blushing a bit as you tried not to stare at the outlines of their bulges.
“What is it?” Jin asked curiously.
“Why are you wearing tights?”
It was as if you asked ‘how do you breathe?’ to them, as they started roaring with laughter.
“Honey, I don't know what to tell you. We’ve always worn tights. Why do you ask?” Jin asked, completely oblivious to the fact that even though he was wearing shorts the tights did press down on his dick.
You look at Jimin, who was wearing the shirt and suddenly noticed it was JUST the shirt. You licked your lips. That was very interesting to know that you were seeing everything below the shirt, even though he was wearing tights.
“You’re not wearing pants.” You said.
“Of course I’m not! I never wear pants.” He folded his arms.
“He’s protesting them because the rest of us tease him about his habit about walking around naked in his house.” Jin shared with you.
“I get it. So you all live alone?” You asked, changing the subject. That’s enough ogling Jimin’s obvious bulge for now. At least you had confirmation he was pantsless.
“Yeah. We do.” Jin says. “There’s seven of us, at the moment.”
“Oh?” You perked up. There were more? If the trend follows they were all gorgeous men.
“Might I add, Jungkook was right,” He slowly let his fingers trail down your chin. “You are quite interesting to look at. We’ve never seen anyone with your eye or hair color around, and that skin tone.” He was vague, but that was okay, as you knew you were exhausted and didn’t look your best.
“Sorry…I think I need a shower.” You felt rude, but Jimin walked you out of the bed towards it. The shower and bathroom was pretty similar to home so you were thankful. After you were done you changed back into your bloody clothes, which caused both Jin and Jimin to freak out.
“Here, take my shirt!” Jin said, throwing off his button down.
“You can take my tights,” Jimin said, and before you could stop him…penis.
You were staring. It was just..out in the open. And Jin wasn’t even batting an eye! Did these men have no concept of shame? You blushed. He wasn’t even wearing underwear.
“What?” Jimin looked at you. “Did I say something?” Jin shrugged as you simply ogled Jimin.
“S-sorry. Uh…in my world it is customary for men and women to not show their genitalia to each other unless they are practicing sexual relations with each other.” You explained.
“Sexual…” Jimin started.
“Relations…?” Jin finished.
“What’s that?” They both had no clue what the fuck sex was. Your mind went to a very bad place. You decided, the opportunity doesn’t present itself often, you needed to get your mind off the fact that a few hours ago your uncle kidnapped you, and Jungkook had gotten you horny beyond belief. Not to mention, these two seemed more than intrigued by you anyways.
“You want me to show you?” You raised a brow.
“Show us how?” Jimin asked, his cock swinging back and forth as he spoke.
“You know the thing you use to pee with?” You asked.
“Yeah,” Jimin smiled. “My penis.” He said.
“Correct. Did you know you could also put it in something and make it feel good?” You said, smirking.
“Like what?” He asked.
“Anything, different textures. Obviously you’re both novices so I’ll just give you something easy to start with,” You looked around and noticed two pumpkins sitting on the counter, with all the seeds scooped out of them. “Oh, I know…guys, is Jungkook using those pumpkins?” You ask.
“No, he was planning to throw them out soon cause they go bad in a few days.” Jin says.
“Okay great. So I want you guys right now to take the pumpkins,” You say, smirking as you had a great idea to ‘teach’ them, without fully corrupting them just yet. They listen to your instructions. “Pull down your tights and take out your penises,” You tell them. They do that. “Now, slowly move your penis into the hole Jungkook cut out, it should be big enough,” You observe them slowly, smirking as they started, eyebrows furrowed like they were learning a new skill. “Every time you move your hips back and forth, it’s called fucking,” You say. “Congrats on learning how to have sex. Basically, you just masturbated, or ‘self-pleasured.’” You tell them, clapping.
“Fucking. Mmm…Y/N, this feels really good.” Jimin groaned. His moans just got you riled up.
“I feel like I might explode, from the inside…” Jin said, his white shirt patched with sweat, and you could see his nipples were erect through the shirt.
“Let it happen, it feels like you’re about to pee? That’s called an orgasm.” You said.
“Orgasm,” Jimin repeated. “O-orgasm….Y/N, I’m about to orgasm!” He said, as if he had just learned a new vocab word.
“Come for me Jimin, baby…come for me.” You whispered against his ear, sucking the shell of it as he continued fucking into the pumpkin, the sound of his cock hitting the back of it could be heard. The slosh of Jimin’s and Seokjin’s cocks moving in and out of their respective pumpkins were all you could hear at the moment.
“Ahhhh nnnnnggg…” Jimin moaned, filling the pumpkin with his semen at the same time as Jin, who came and groaned, looking at you ecstatically.
“That was great!” Jin smiled. “I wanna do that all the time!” He told you.
“Well that’s the thing about sex, it’s good. It feels good, or is supposed to feel good.” You explained. “I haven’t had sex in a few months.” You sigh.
“Do you wanna try?” Jin handed his cum-filled pumpkin to you in hopes of trying to cheer you up.
“Sorry, Jin,” You pushed the pumpkin back to him, crinkling your nose a bit. The smell of cum wasn’t bad, it was just the idea of having cold cum on your hands. “Women have a different anatomy than men. I might as well teach you guys the second lesson.” You explain.
“Hm?” Jimin asked.
You slowly pull off the tights Jimin lent you. The men crouch down, so they can take a look. They were staring at your panties.
“You’ve never seen underwear before?” You asked.
“No.” Jin said, staring intently between your legs.
“Us women have a different body structure than yours. We don’t have penises to fuck pumpkins with…” You said, chuckling slightly at the end of your sentence. “…instead we have wombs and holes that are meant to be fucked…” You slowly pulled off your panties to show them, blushing pink as they stared at your exposed clit.
“Oh…” Jin looked at it, with a mouth-watering expression.
“Wow…it’s so pretty.” Jimin said, complimenting you.
“C-can I touch it?” Jin asked. You knew this was already a pretty slippery slope but he was the one asking.
“Yeah, sure, if you want.” You whispered. Jin slowly squeezed on your clit, and circled his fingers around slowly.
“Does that feel good, Y/N?” He asked, staring directly at you. “It smells so yummy,” He whispers. “Can I eat it?” Oh god.
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.
“H-huh?!” Jimin looks at Jin with a blush too. “No fair-I wanna eat it!” Jimin said.
“O-or…” You piped up. You should probably stop talking. “You could both share it.” You said, slowly taking their hands and placing one on either side of your inner thighs while you sat on the bed.
“Okay…” Jimin nodded.
“Yeah, I don’t mind.” Jin said in agreement. They both slowly slid their tongues up your clit as you moaned. It had been too long since you had a guy or two go down on you.
“Sorry, does it hurt?” Jimin was confused but he had the right idea as you groaned.
“Mm, no, it feels good.” You admit. You sigh, before Jin slowly trailed his tongue down to your sweet spot. You gasped.
“Ah, watch it…that’s the hole…” You tried to explain.
“Like the pumpkin?” He didn’t say it like he was clarifying, it was almost like he caught on what you were trying to do. One thing you knew for sure was that these guys learned fast…perhaps their intellect was also enhanced in this colorful twisted Strawberryland. “I understand…so you want us to stuff your wet fleshy hole in the same way?” He said, now using a bit of his saliva to part your inner lips, spreading it apart to get better access to you. You let out a ghastly moan as your juices mixed with his, and as Jimin kept sucking your clit all while this was happening all you could do was moan out, your eyes squeezed shut.
“That makes her feel good, huh?” Jimin’s voice was raspy now, as he panted, staring at your body almost like he was taking you in before destroying you.
“Let’s do the fucking,” Jin said, toying with your clit and using another finger on your exposed opening as your body sucked him in with ease. Your weeping cunt was forced to take his fingers, as he realized he could fuck you with two instead of one. “She’s like a keyboard, Jimin, we play her with our fingers and she makes wonderful music with her lips.” Jin said so innocently yet with his erotic expression and the raging boner he was rocking you begged to differ.
“Maybe she’ll like it here…she’s also a little sour.” Jimin asked, as he moved his hands further up your body to try and find your other weak spots. Then he stopped at your breasts, squeezing them through your bra and shirt. Jimin lifted your shirt off your body before you could protest.
“W-wait…” You whispered, but Jin was already too busy licking your sopping clit and thrusting his digits in and out of your hole while Jimin was focused on the new part of you he had just discovered.
“So that’s what you look like underneath…” Jimin said with a light glimmer in his eyes. “I wanna fucking you.” You suppressed a giggle at his flimsy attempt at using the word but soon enough it turned into a moan as he pinched your nipples, hard.
“Ah!” You screamed.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you want me to help you orgasm?” Jimin asked, with a small pout on his lips.
“Y-yes, but…it hurts when you squeeze me like that. Don’t be too rough, okay?” You told him gently.
“Sorry.” He leaned in and kissed you softly at first, while you thrust your hips back and forth reflexively on Jin’s fingers. Jimin’s lips were plump and juicy as his ass looked earlier in those tights, and you could taste a faint hint of raspberries on them…he tasted like a sweet treat! He kneaded your breasts with his hands, circling them around as you came on Jin’s hands and face.
“Cumming!” You moaned, as you came to a climax. Your body was still aching for more though, as Jin licked up your juices and trailed kisses down to your clit again before stringing beads of your cum back up with his nose. The sight in itself was marvelous. “Please give me your cocks,” You begged. “I need it.” You whispered, with a shell of a moan.
Just as Jin was about to speak and Jimin was playing with your breasts some more, you heard the front door open and a few moments later, footsteps. You stopped your activities when the door swung open and in came Jungkook, who looked confused.
“W-what’s happening?” He asked, noticing how you were naked, sprawled on the bed between Jimin and Jin in a compromising situation.
“Um, nothing!” You quickly hid behind the sheets, as Jimin tried to continue grabbing you. “Jimin, stop!”
“Why are you suddenly so shy? You were begging for our penises just moments ago.” He said with a seductive inflection in his voice.
“That’s because-it’s private! You normally don’t do that with just anyone. I was just showing you and Jin because you asked.” You explained, blushing as Jungkook simply tilted his head in confusion. You saw his eyes filled with curiosity and innocence too, but alas, you couldn’t corrupt him too!
“Ah, no fair. Can’t we just show Jungkook too? I mean, you can’t blame us. You’re the first human woman to show up here that knows about this. We have never even heard of “sex” before you showed us!” Jimin said excitedly.
“You do have a point there…” You said. “Jungkook, would you like to see my pussy?” You asked, covering yourself still with the thin blankets.
“Pussy?” Jungkook’s face turned a faint pink. “O-oh, you mean like…”
“Wait, could it be that you know about it, Jungkook?” Jin asked, slinging his arm around the man as he scratched his head.
“I learned it from Doctor Genus, the berrymuchkin prodigy,” Jungkook explained. “Remember, I was trying to learn to become a Doctor because of the shortage in hospitals?” Jungkook explained. He looked at you, with widened eyes. “I’ve never seen one of our own species before…I do wonder what it looks like.” He said.
“So you wanna see it?” You asked. Jin and Jimin licked their lips, as Jungkook replied.
“Yes.”
At once, Jimin and Jin pulled the covers off you to reveal your naked body to Jungkook.
“Wow…it’s so…pretty,” Jungkook slowly crouched down to inspect it. “Definitely not like a bug,” You felt like his reaction so far has made sense in terms of what you’re used to for men your age (which still in their mid-twenties is still pretty shit considering a lot of them lie about their experience). “May I…inspect it?” You gulped. He was being so respectful. You nodded slightly, spreading your legs so Jungkook could get a better look. “This is great. A real pussy!” He sounded more excited.
“Yeah. And guess what Jungkook?” Jin said.
“What?” You were a bit afraid of what the two were about to say to him, as you knew if they started they would get hooked on your pussy.
“She gave me and Jimin permission to fucking her.” Of course, the one time he used it grammatically correctly was of course when he was describing it to the one man which probably had a better grasp of sex than the others. You clenched your jaw. What if Jungkook thought you were a whore?
“Fucking?” Jungkook’s lips parted and he let out a sigh, his hands on his hips. “What’s that?”
You gasped as Jimin, who was fully naked waist down since he gave his tights to you, and Jin, who was still sporting his hard on were right next to you.
“We can show you,” Jimin smirked. “Y/N, do you want us to fucking you?” You smiled at Jimin. He was still learning.
“First; it’s called fuck. You ask if you want to fuck someone. Fucking is the action of doing that. There. And yes, I would love to, but you will have to be more gentle with me than the pumpkin because my body could get more hurt. Remember I was in an accident earlier.” You explained. Jimin nodded, looking more serious. You guessed he got the hint that you were telling him this so he could have better guidance.
“It’s okay. When we’re busy using our fingers on you like you’re our keyboard, you won’t even notice if we’re being a little too rough.” Jin said, grabbing your face so he could kiss you. You groaned as he forced his tongue into your mouth.
“Mmmm…!” You groaned. He tasted like lemons, smelled like them too, but it was more of a citrus smell than just lemons. It smelled like a variety of fruity perfume from Zara. He tasted delectable.
“Get a chair, Jungkook,” Jimin said, as he stroked his pretty pink tip. You moaned, seeing his dick in front of your face as you sat up in the bed and Jin started removing his remaining clothes. “I’m putting it inside, Y/N.” Jimin warned you, as you nodded and he pushed his hips forward. You moaned like a little bitch in heat. You could hear Lavendar barking downstairs.
“Give me a second, Lavender normally never barks. Let me go see what she wants.” Jungkook said, before departing the room.
“It’s okay, he can watch when he gets back. Do you mind still doing it?” You were surprised how Jimin went from being a totally horny boy to asking for your consent before continuing. It was a nice change of pace, but that just told you more about his character than anything.
“Yeah…be careful. Short strokes. Your dick isn’t humongous but it is on the larger side so it may be difficult for you to put it in.” You explained, while Jin watched as Jimin was being careful with your body.
“Okay.” Jimin slowly slid his cock into you with ease, as you were already wet enough. He started thrusting sloppily, unable to do it at an expert level but still reaching your deepest spots with every thrust as he fucked you best he could as a novice.
“Oooooohhh…Jimin!” You groaned.
“MMmmm…it’s so warm, and gripping me so hard.” He sounded desperate to climax as he held your thighs while you rolled your body back and forth while he thrusted up. Your skin smacked together in a way where the wet noises resounded through the room. Jimin’s pinkish cock was inside of you, and you were even more aroused when you heard voices downstairs and then the door slammed shut before Jungkook ran back up to join you.
“Sorry that took so long. Namjoon was making his last runs. Just got a fresh batch of oranges!” Jungkook said to Jin as he joined you back upstairs.
“D-don’t worry…y-you didn’t m-miss…much…” Jimin moaned as he was now fucking you in missionary position, now on top of you as opposed to you riding him. You groaned with every thrust and your eyes rolled back as you felt close. “Mmm, gonna….orgasm…” Jimin moaned, kissing your neck as you groaned and rubbing his face in your breasts before thrusting fully and sending you to your own personal creampie heaven as he came.
You loved creampies, of all shapes and sizes and varieties. It was your main kink. So the thought of getting gangbanged and potentially creampied was your biggest dream come true. This right now, with Jimin, Jin, and Jungkook, all felt like a dream. You groaned as your body rocked and you chased your high, thrusting your hips upwards in hopes of drawing out the orgasm and using Jimin’s pretty pink cock to get yourself off. You came, just as he pulled out, you actually squirted.
“I…” You said, too overstimulated to move as he didn’t touch you for a moment.
“What was that?” Jin asked in confusion.
“Did you pee?” Jimin asked in a teasing tone.
“N-no, I squirted, it rarely happens to girls when they orgasm but it typically contains cum…and just a hint of urine,” You explained sheepishly. “Sorry, let me change the sheets.” You tried standing up but wobbled and fell back down on the bed. Jimin held you tightly, as if he was comforting you.
“Try not to stand too quickly. Besides, Jin here wants to also try out your hole,” Jimin said gently. “Are you sure you can handle that?” You were still slicked with cum and your own jism that you didn’t care.
“Yeah.” Was all you said as Jin slid beside you, while Jimin moved off the bed. It was a queen sized bed so it definitely wasn’t all that spacious for three people. Jimin and Jin were kneeling while they ate you out earlier too so that’s why it worked out. As for now…Jin teased your entrance with his fingers before pushing his cock in with ease. In contrast to Jimin, Jin was a more passionate and aggressive lover, pulling you close to him and making sure you could see his face while he piledrove his dick into you. You gasped and shuddered with every thrust, he was facing you, you could see how his hips met yours, and how his cock couldn’t completely fit in, so he went only halfway. You had to measure later but you wanted to say he was closer to 10 inches?
“Jimin’s right, it is warm and tight…” Jin smirked. “I like pussy.” Jin said with a cheeky tone in his voice.
“Y-you better, it’s meant to be enjoyed.” You said back seductively, moaning into the pillow as he pounded you for all you were worth.
“Jungkook, isn’t she something else?” Jimin said as he sat on a beanbag next to Jungkook.
“Yeah. She’s beautiful. And this is…sex?” Jungkook looked like he was making mental note of it as he watched Jin’s cock slide into your hole once more.
“Yep, and she’s a fantastic teacher.” Jimin said with a grin.
“I wanna have sex…” Jungkook looked at you with lust.
“Mmmhmm, me too, Jungkook.” Jimin smirked, looking back at you. “Here, let me show you how to masterbate…” Jimin slowly tugged his own cock, looking back at you and Jin on the bed as if he was watching an early morning special. Jungkook followed suit, removing his joggers to reveal his throbbing tanned dick, which was at least 8 inches. It was a bit bigger than Jimin’s, which already was pretty big to begin with. Do all the men here have big penises? You wondered. You watched Jungkook and Jimin stroking themselves, moaning as Jin continued fucking you before blowing his load. You gasped and your pussy clamped down on his cock, sucking him in before the white volcano splashed and the suction loosened, letting him go with a slow squelch. Your body collapsed out of fatigue.
“That’s enough for tonight, guys. She’s exhausted. Let’s let her sleep.” Jungkook ushered the other men out of his house after lending Jimin and Jin some spare tights and then switched off the lights. He bought you some dinner while checking up on you.
“Aw, thank you Jungkook,” You smiled at him. Suddenly your face turned pale. “Uh, did you by chance throw those pumpkins out earlier?” You asked. Jungkook furrowed his brows in confusion before nodding.
“Yeah…why?” He asked.
“Whew, nevermind,” You wiped the sweat off your brow while Jungkook watched you eat for a bit. “Why do you all look at me like that?” You asked, having had enough of the staring for a day.
“Sorry if it’s weird, we have just never seen a woman in so long, especially one that looks like you. And I know I told you of our past, but it’s so much more complicated when…” He fell silent. “I used to have a sister,” He sighed, before leaning back, the dim lighting of the bedroom was enough for you to make out that he was pondering something. “After the damn war, she was lost. So were the others. You’ll get to meet the remaining few tomorrow, the other humans I mean. And maybe Mr. Caterpillar.” Jungkook said with a small smile.
“I hope so,” You smiled back at him. “And I hope they’re just as nice as you guys have been to me so far,” Jungkook smiled a bit, before leaning in. “Y/N, may I taste your lips?” You raised a brow.
“Huh?”
“Every one of us has a distinct taste. Jimin tastes like Raspberries, Jin like lemons, and me, like plums. I wonder…since you’re not from around here what you taste like?” You were a little weirded out. How the hell does he know what his friends taste like? Although, honestly earlier while you were kissing them you noted their delicious tastes. You wondered if they all regularly made out or something to know that. “What are you thinking about, I wonder, silly girl?” Jungkook called you silly.
“Hey, I am not-” He leaned in and kissed you. After a second, you kissed back. He was really good at that. You wished all boys would shut you up the same way. After a small amount of time, he kissed your forehead and bid you adieu. You fell back, and it was off to dreamland.
You were awoken to the sound of the door opening, you weren’t expecting him to be back so soon but you supposed he couldn’t hold back after seeing you earlier. He slowly slid into bed beside you, hugging you from behind. You don’t know what you were expecting, but you stayed still. Then…you felt wet hot tears on the back of your neck. Was Jungkook…crying? He was. You heard his sobs muffled by him rubbing his face into your back and his hands.
“Plum…I miss you so much…” He cried softly, and after a while his breathing slowed. You sensed he was asleep, so you turned around to find him passed out like a baby. You slowly wrapped your arms around him and stroked his shoulders as he nestled his head into your neck while he slept. You spooned him as you gradually also followed suit, and drifted back to sleep.
When you awoke Jungkook was still sleeping. He was gorgeous. He looked like any regular ol’ human, minus the purple hair and eyes, but he was. And his skin was pale, but not so pale it washed him out. You watched him sleep for a few more seconds before he shifted and his eyes met yours with a sleepy, “Good morning,” From him.
You smiled and kissed him softly, as he hummed and pulled you on top of him. “You noticed me?” He asked. “Sorry for sneaking into your bed in the middle of the night. I just had lots of memories…” Jungkook yawned. “Anyways, wanna get breakfast?” You gave him a sad sigh, but nodded.
“Sure, watchu got?” You asked him.
“Oranges!” He set them down in front of you after you joined him downstairs. Because you wanted some dignity, you had wrapped one of Jungkook’s shirts around your hips as a makeshift skirt. It was baggy and loose so it sat around your hips nicely after you had tied it best you could.
“Thanks,” You ate the fruits and then saw the puppy. She ran out of her doghouse to greet you. “Hi puppy!” You pet her as she yapped in your face.
“She’s happy to see you alive and well!” Jungkook smiled at you, grinning. “By the way, you taste like…whatever you eat! I tasted the noodles I got for you last night.”
“Yeah, that’s generally how it works for us normal humans.” You explained to Jungkook while playing with Lavender.
“Is that right?” Jungkook finished cutting up some more fruits. “Anyways, I have to get to work soon, but you’re welcome to join me today if you wish. You’re probably sore from Jimin and Jin’s…uh….play session yesterday, right?” You nodded.
“That’s alright. But…I do wanna return the favor to you Jungkook,” You hugged him softly. “You’re just so damn cute..” You whisper, trailing your hands over his tracksuit pants again.
“Ah-ah….Y/N, what are you doing to me?” You tie your hair back, and get on your knees.
“Jungkook, can I please suck you off?” You asked directly. That was required in this land where the men are hot but their brains don’t have a clue about it.
“Uh….are you sure?” He asked softly. “I-I…don’t wanna pressure you…”
“I’m fine.” You looked up at him for confirmation before he finally gave you a yes. You immediately got to work, all while his dog whined from her doghouse on seeing you fuck her owner with your mouth. You knew sex wasn’t a concept here but you were ready to change that. Damn your overactive sex drive.
You sucked from base to tip, kissing his veiny length as best you could, before licking the surface in full and using your mouth to pleasure him. You had to be careful so your teeth didn’t scrape him but in hindsight, all attempts were successful as within five minutes, he came in your mouth. You guzzled his cum, opening your mouth wide as he released it all, and lapped up the remaining strings of semen off his thighs. His cum tasted sweeter too, just like vanilla or whipped cream. You knew it had to do with this wonderful berry land.
“Yum.” You said with a final huff. He hadn’t said a word apart from moaning every time you sucked him in, but he simply kissed you and wiped excess off your face.
“Thank you.” Jungkook smiled at you, panting slightly.
“My pleasure.” You smirked, washing your mouth before untying your hair again.
Jungkook took you into town. He said he used to help his sister with her dance studio but after a while passed it to his berry best friend, Hoseok. You were to meet him next, and you were nervous as you learned the guy was a professional dancer. You’d always wanted to give it a shot and Jungkook invited you to go to a practice lesson but today you were just visiting the studio. Jungkook still collected rent on the place, and today Hoseok’s rent was due.
When you walked in, you noticed tiny creatures running around and dancing. They looked like children, and you looked at Jungkook with confusion.
“Those are the mini-berrykins. They are produced once every winter when the spores spread from the trees and a new batch of 12 appears.” He explained.
“So they’re like…baby berrykins?” You asked.
“Yeah, I guess you can say that, in a way.” You and Jungkook walked up to the instructor, who was a red haired man, who looked to have a heart shaped smile and a very adorable and cheerful face. He was also very attractive. Your heart skipped a beat as he turned around and greeted you both.
“I hope you’re having a wonderful day, Jungkook Pudding,” He said with a smile. “Oh and who’s this? A new friend?” He peered at you with a curious expression. Upon closer inspection, he had a red themed outfit too, to match the cherry beret he was sporting. You noticed he looked similar to Jungkook with his casual leisurewear, which unlike Jimin and Jin with the tights, he was wearing dark magenta cargo pants and a hot pink and purple polka dotted t-shirt. He still looked hot, even with the outfit. You thought he’d look like a clown but he ended up looking better than you’d expect from a dude in such a fit.
“I’m Y/N.”
“Welcome to the dance studio Y/N. I’m glad you could join me today. I’m Hoseok Jam, I moved to town last so it’s strange seeing another new human being here,” He scratched his neck as you simply smirked at him. He probably had a better idea of what was what. “Especially a girl.” He added with a grin.
“So Y/N here was in a car accident and she was in trouble. So I brought her with me and she’s staying at my house,” Jungkook explained softly. “She’s been teaching me a lot of new things.” He said.
“Really? Like what?” Hoseok asked with a twinkle in his eyes. “Do you dance?” He asked you.
“Well, not really. But…I was teaching Jungkook about sex yesterday.” You explained sheepishly. There was no point in being a prude when no one in town knew any better.
“Sex…?” Hoseok looked clueless.
“She can teach you,” Jungkook looked at you with a soft gaze. “Right, Y/N?” You were already leaning against the barre, as Hoseok and Jungkook walked up behind you.
“Right. I’ll try my best,” You looked at Hoseok. “It helps you dance. It’s sorta like dancing but….dirtier.” You tried explaining.
“Oh? Dirty how?” Hoseok was inquisitive, that’s for sure. “What is it?” He asked with a soothing voice. You felt hypnotized as he pulled you towards him. You were a couple inches away from his face. Jungkook had turned on some music so you could dance.
It took you a moment, as the upbeat pop song urged Hoseok to move more vigorously, and he slowed down, grinding his hips against yours as you smirked and got close and personal with him. He grabbed your ass, smirking cheekily. You had a feeling these men weren’t as clueless as you originally thought, either that or you awakened something within him.
“Mmmm…you mind?” Hoseok asked as he grabbed your thigh.
“What?” You bit your lip, as he trailed his hand down.
“I wanna make sure if I touch you, that you’re okay. Teach me this new ‘dance’ then?” Oh….he was asking. And Jungkook was watching for now, but slowly stepped over to you, pulling your shirt off your body swiftly.
“Oh she’s more than okay with it…” Jungkook answered for you, slightly rubbing your hardened nipples through your bra. “...See that? It means her body is ready to be fucked.” The tone he used, the way he sounded while he was kneading your breasts, it was as if his innocence was a charade, merely an act kept up by him before his true nature was brought to the surface.
“That’s not…you know you have to ask before you do this sort of stuff?” You said with a faint blush dusting your cheeks.
“What? Really? Because it seems like you’re pretty much up for everything regardless…” Jungkook pouted slightly. “Can’t we just do it whenever we feel like it?” It seemed Jungkook had your enthusiasm confused for consent. You didn’t blame him, from your previous actions it seemed like you were more than ready to consent to that.
“I suppose you have a point…but still, asking never hurts!” You coddled him as if he was a child.
“Okay…I promise to ask,” Jungkook hugged you softly, wrapping his arms around your waist while Hoseok ogled your breasts as Jungkook unclasped your bra. “Can I fuck you now?”
You couldn’t say no, not when you saw his eyes. You began kissing him and Hoseok looked on with curiosity. You smirked, before breaking the kiss and turning to kiss Hoseok. Hoseok was a little confused at first, but slowly responded by placing his hands on your shoulders and leaning down so he could meet your lips. He tasted vaguely like cherries.
“Mmmm.” He moaned.
“Ah…you’re hard…” You whispered as you saw his cock bulging through his pants. It was begging to be freed, while you looked at Jungkook with half-lidded eyes. “Jungkook, Hoseok, remove your pants.” You told them in a lowered voice. You prayed nobody would walk in but it looked like everyone had left. Now you, Jungkook, and Hoseok were positioned on the floor on a foam matt as Jungkook was at your head and Hoseok was positioned between your thighs. He was exploring you, following whatever his body urged him to do as you groaned between them. Jungkook held you on his lap, smirking and encouraging Hoseok.
“Oh, she liked that. Suck her there again, Hoseok.” Jungkook smirked at him. You simply moaned, as Hoseok’s tongue swept over your folds, and he suckled your clit.
“Ah!”
“She tastes so good….in a different way. I’ve never tasted anything like it.” Hoseok said with a small smile.
“I know, that’s just her pussy. Her lips taste better in my opinion,” Jungkook smirked, before leaning forward and spreading your pussy cautiously. “Now just put your penis in here. Trust me, it is so much better than going to the bathroom.” Hoseok was confused but watched with curious eyes as you guided his cockhead into your pulsing hole, as you groaned from his size. He was a grower, something you hadn’t experienced in Strawberryland yet.
“It’s so warm…I feel like I might pee.” Hoseok groaned, closing his eyes.
“W-wait, don’t pee! It’s only for pleasure.” You said with an exhausted moan.
“You tired, Y/N?” Jungkook asked, holding you tighter.
“A little…”
“Let’s change the position. Hoseok, how about we continue this in your office?” Jungkook reminded him of the rent again. It was so wonderfully debauched as you took Jungkook’s cock in your mouth and Hoseok’s cock from behind, while they talked about the rent and finances in Hoseok’s office. You were propped on the desk on all fours, moaning like a bitch in heat.
“Yeah, so the projected rate looks like it’s only growing. I don’t doubt that but I would like to see how it changes based on the changes I proposed.” Jungkook said, placing a hand on his chin as he pushed his cock all the way into your mouth. You choked, groaning as he ignored you and kept going despite seeing how it affected you.
“Mmmmm, too much.” You croaked, but he responded by gripping your hair and thrusting into your mouth harder. Hoseok noticed and picked up the pace, fucking you at a slightly more advanced pace now.
“I think it’ll be f-fine. Ah, I’m…I feel strange, Jungkook.” He said, gripping your waist.
“How so?” Jungkook questioned.
“Something is coming out of me, and going into Y/N.” He gripped your sides harder, his fingers forming small red marks on your skin.
“It’s an orgasm, Hoseok. You’re cumming.” You explained between breaths, moaning and gasping and letting go of Jungkook’s cock as Hoseok came all over your ass. He had pulled out, luckily, and decided not to cum inside you. You still weren’t sure what the consequences were but it was exciting nonetheless to have sex with so many gorgeous men thus far.
After bidding Hoseok goodbye, Jungkook took you to visit three more of his friends. Luckily, they were all together, busy with selling fresh fruits to the citizens of Strawberryland. You met Yoongi Shortcake, Taehyung Muffin, and Namjoon Blossom. You also found out that Namjoon was the one that delivered those oranges to Jungkook’s house the night before. Their personalities: all different. Yoongi was more introverted, he didn’t say much but his bright pink hair made you believe he was a real life anime character. He certainly looked handsome enough to be one, that’s for sure.
Taehyung had shockingly bright blue hair and a blue outfit to match, and he was extroverted, quickly offering you a fresh cookie after hearing about the car crash and hearing that you were in an unfamiliar world. His touch was warm, and he made you feel comfortable. Namjoon had a ‘dad’ type of vibe. When you met him, he gave you a smile and chatted with you about sales. He was really cute, all in all.
All three had their own charm, and every guy treated Jungkook like he was their little brother. You loved how close they were.
“So those were all the humans in town. It’s just us seven.” Jungkook said as he laid down on his couch after you arrived back to his home.
“I’m glad you have each other.” You said with a small smile.
“Oh I forgot, tomorrow, we’re having a bake off. Any dish we want,” Jungkook smirked. “I’m gonna win this year.”
“How do you know that?” You folded your arms.
“Just a feeling. So Y/N, how do you feel about having more fucks?”
After sleeping on it, you agreed to his idea. Jungkook, every man that met you here, so far everyone had been more than willing to indulge in you. Your hair was different, and biologically, a woman. They had some sort of a male instinct awakened in them whenever they looked at you.
Luckily, you were able to get cuter clothes from a Bug Shop which Jungkook agreed to buy if you agreed to help him. So, in your new green themed corset dress, and white tights and black Mary Janes, you walked over to help Jungkook setup. He smirked when he saw how the other men looked at you, like he anticipated it. He nodded at you and licked his lips but didn’t say much as you went around to talk to the others.
You walked up to Namjoon first, who was unfolding some chairs but stopped abruptly upon seeing you.
“Hey Y/N,” He scratched his neck. “You look lovely today.” He smiled shyly.
“Thanks Namjoon. I’m just wishing everybody good luck.” You winked at him. His dimples were honestly so adorable as he thanked you for wishing him.
“Thanks Y/N,” He stopped. “Hey, would you like to maybe hang out sometime after the competition?” He asked. You were expecting it.
“Sure,”
You visited Yoongi’s booth next. He had set up everything, sighing when you walked up to him. “Is everything okay?” You asked him.
“No, they gave me the wrong shipments! I was supposed to get strawberries, not blueberries.” Yoongi sighed.
“Blueberries?” Taehyung piped up. “If you’re not using those can I have them? I can always make another batch of my sister’s famous blueberry crème brulee!” Yoongi reluctantly gave Taehyung his ingredients. “Wow, thanks bro!” Taehyung slapped his back and walked off to continue. You felt a little bad for Yoongi, it looked like he couldn’t participate in the bakeoff.
“Yoongi…what about strawberry jam instead?” You asked, showing him the box of extra ingredients. “You could create the same flavor out of these, right?” You asked him for confirmation.
“You have a point but…I’ll use them on one condition.” You stop moving the box.
“What is it?”
“You’ll have to help me.” Yoongi smirked, as if he had been planning this from the start.
“O-okay.” You weren’t going to protest. You didn’t know him well, none of them really, but you knew enough to know they were all really friendly people.
“Start with mixing the batter,” You nodded and followed his instructions. “What are you doing? You’re not supposed to mix the eggshells in with it!” He gaped at you as you took the spoon out in confusion.
“Sorry, I don’t cook.” You grinned sheepishly. He sighed and started cracking the eggs for you.
“No eggshells. Those are like poison,” You sighed as he shoved the new bowl into your arms. “Start mixing.” You nodded, getting to work at once.
You set Yoongi back 10 minutes but after seeing how poor your skills in the kitchen were, he eventually took over, only making you watch over the timer. You didn’t mess that up, as at the end, his concoction was done. A custard dish, with strawberry flavored spongecake. Taehyung, who was right next to the two of you glanced over as you worked, and his eyes widened when he saw how it turned out. Then he had a wild idea.
“Wait, you should mix these in. Trust me. It’s gonna be like heaven in your mouth!” He was helping the enemy? You didn’t understand the ethics in Strawberryland and Yoongi accepted extra blueberries from Taehyung. After reworking it and getting another batch out, you noticed how the blueberries enhanced the flavor. Taehyung was right, it’s even better.
With that, Yoongi was crowned the winner. You went to see Jungkook, who was sad but ultimately happy for Yoongi. At least he wasn’t a sore loser. Yoongi looked at Taehyung as he accepted the trophy.
“Actually, I don’t deserve this. If it wasn’t for my friend Taehyung, I would have never won. Everyone give it up for Taehyung: the real winner of the bake-off!” Yoongi said, holding his hand up in victory.
“Really?! Thanks Yoongi!” Taehyung hugged him, laughing and taking the reward. “I think first place should go to everyone!” To your dismay, Taehyung started breaking off pieces of the trophy and handing it to all the participants.
Okay if you didn’t already think you were dying from blood loss under a tree, you definitely did now. This was some disney channel bullshit! You watched how happy they were, as if this was a resolved ending!
Then night came. Oh how wrong you were. Jungkook invited everyone to the house with you, while offering some sangria. You all had a few sips when the conversation took a turn.
“You think our sisters would be proud of what we’ve become?” Jungkook asked Namjoon as he leaned back.
“If what we’ve become are our better halves the bloodshed would’ve been worth it.” He said with a slur, his eyes shutting as he looked at Jungkook slowly.
What? You were more than confused now.
“We promised not to talk about this,” Yoongi broke the momentary silence. “Shut up, shut up, shut up!” He yelled at all of you. “I’m sorry.” He apologized after calming down. You had a feeling something wasn’t right. Why there are only seven humans here and not 15….why Jungkook cried while holding you and saying someone else’s name. You had a gut feeling it didn’t have anything to do with fruity metaphors.
“I know something that can cheer you up.” Jimin said with a cheeky smile. The look on his face and how he looked at you was enough for you to pick up what he was putting down.
“Yeah, and she’s sitting right next to you!” Jin said, lurching forward and pressing a wet kiss against your lips. You gasped into his mouth. “S-sorry, are you okay with me kissing you?” He asked after breaking the kiss.
“Yeah. I’m fine with it,” The wine from earlier had made you horny already so you didn’t mind. You kissed him back best you could which was pretty sloppy already. Then suddenly, Jin was pulled away from you. “Wha? Why’d you sstop?” You asked with furrowed brows, before blinking and realizing that Jungkook had pulled Jin away from you. Jin looked at Jungkook like he could kill him. To which Jungkook responded by tilting your head back and kissing you.
“Y/N, I’m gonna make you my bitch tonight.”
Wait, where’d he learn how to say that?
You were about to ask, before Jimin grabbed you by the neck and took a taste for himself. He tasted lovely, just like raspberries. His plump juicy lips brushed against your chapped, thinner ones. His lips could compare to the feel of a pillow, as plush and soft as he felt, but wetter. Then you realized something as Jimin’s hand wandered down to your panties. As he kissed the side of your neck and his lips wandered down more, you gasped. He suckled. He left a mark.
How did Jimin know how to leave a hickey?
“My turn…” Namjoon sneered, before kissing you in turn. Your tastebuds felt like they were on air as he kissed you, as he tasted like oranges and lemons. You loved the citrus taste of his lips, which refreshed your own breath. You were panting as he pulled back slowly, he gave you a sultry stare. You felt hypnotized by his gaze, and your body was hot as Jimin slipped your shirt off you unknowingly.
“What’s happening?” You looked at Jungkook for an explanation as he took his shirt off. His skin underneath was flawless, save for a few scars on his body that seemed to have healed from stab wounds, a wide line spread around his torso, almost like someone had dragged it out.
“You figured it out,” He threw his shirt to the floor. “Smart girl.”
“Did you think we were stupid?” Jimin asked as he kissed your ear.
“Of course we know what sex is, you dumb girl.” Jin said, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up again as he kissed you. Namjoon continued kissing down your jaw, and collarbone.
“You see when we saw you, we knew….we just had to have you.” He said while nipping your collarbone and leaving another mark.
“Ah…you lied…” You sighed, closing your eyes as the men focused more on pleasuring you.
“Not just lied, sweetie, we’ve been deceiving you…so each and every one of us could have a taste of your sweet pussy.” Jungkook’s words turned your insides into mush. You realized it was a great deception after all.
“M-my…huh?” You were confused. “Why me?” They could have chosen literally ANY woman. And chose you.
“Because you’re so cute.” Jimin whispered in your right ear.
“And your body is so sexy.” Jin whispered in your left.
“And we haven’t had a woman in years. It’s been too long.” Namjoon groaned, releasing your skin from the clutches of his teeth.
“It has…?” You wondered about that. Why there were only men in this town.
“Yeah. You see, every time we feel the urge, we turn to each other but…it’s not cutting it anymore. An ass isn’t the same as a pussy and we decided enough is enough. And now….we want yours.” Jimin licked his lips, before kissing you again, his fruity scent mingling with yours. You loved the way he tasted! How they all tasted distinctly like fruits.
“But the car crash…” You looked out the window of Jungkook’s house.
“Forget him.” Jungkook said, standing up.
“What?”
“Forget about your uncle. As of now, he is none of your concern. He tried to hurt you. I saw it. Lavender alerted me and I saw how he was startled and crashed into the tree, but then I saw you, and I knew you were helpless. You were drugged Y/N. Did you know that?”
You didn’t.
“You saved my life.” You said again. “Thank you.”
“No need. I wanted to. We have each other now,” Jungkook placed a hand on your chin. These men loved doing that to you. “Will you have us?”
You took one look at all of them and knew this was better than any alternative you could have imagined. They all wanted you, desired you as a woman. You had never felt this loved in your life. And they were giving it to you.
“Yes.”
Jin lifted you up to the master bedroom, with the six men in tow, right behind you as he opened the door to the room. You were nervous with anticipation as he gently set you down.
“Be mine…” He whispered. You nodded as he began kissing you and removed your tights. You sighed, as he kissed down your face and then pulled back, now Yoongi and Taehyung staring down at you. Red and pink mingled together as the three of you shared a kiss. You groaned, Yoongi tasted like strawberries while Taehyung tasted like blueberries. It tasted like a smoothie in your mouth, as you gasped, groaning while Taehyung smirked and suckled one of your nipples while Yoongi worked on the other. Both men were eager to have you now, while Namjoon and Jin stood behind them, patiently waiting for their turn.
Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok were of no concern to you as there was too much to focus on. Taehyung’s blue hair under your fingers, Yoongi’s pink hair buried between your legs as he explored your clitorous, and Taehyung’s face next to yours as you studied him.
He was handsome, with a round face and well defined jaw, he appeared to be ethereally gorgeous. They all were gorgeous, but Taehyung’s beauty felt like something blessed by a god. You could feel a warmth from his smile and his gaze out you at ease. His wide smile and cherry red lips made you feel hot, as you blushed and looked down at Yoongi.
“Oh…he’s doing a good job?” Taehyung teased you as you could merely glance at the man, foaming at the mouth.
Yoongi was beautiful as well, his eyes drooped as if he was tired but naturally very pretty and green as he stared at you. His stare enraptured you, as he reminded you of a cat with how steadily he moved his hands down your left mound, and flicked his tongue over your exposed pink slit. You let out a moan.
“Y-oongi!”
“Mmm?” He whispered, vibrations against your pussy as he answered tiredly.
“That feels good.” You whined.
“Sweet girl, of course it does. He’s eating it well, right?” Taehyung’s comment was so innocent and erotic at the same time as he cupped your breasts at the same time. “Shall I eat your cunt too?”
You gasped, as both men fucked you with their tongues at once, making you remember what Jimin and Jin did for you the day before.
“She tastes so good, I can’t stop.” Yoongi moaned.
“Fuck…I’m hard.” Namjoon groaned, stroking his cock with one hand. You didn’t notice how quickly the others got undressed.
“I must…princess, may I fuck you?” Yoongi asked after pulling away.
“Yes,” You groaned, spreading your legs for him as the dark pink haired man slowly slid into you. You gasped as your pussy wrapped around him snugly and he fit right with you. “Ah!” You let out a ghastly moan.
“Fuck…” Yoongi groaned as the other men watched you get used by him. His cock was making you come undone at the moment, and all they could do was watch.
“Ah…please…gather around me…” You encouraged them as they jerked off around you. Seven cocks, one hole. You gasped as without warning, Hoseok stuffed his in your mouth. You still took it without complaint, as this was expected of you now.
“Ah…Yoongi…” You groaned as he snapped his hips back and forth.
“Yes…” You groaned.
“God, you were just made to take my cock, weren’t you?” You gasped as he made you arch your back. Yoongi was too good at dirty talk. You moaned as some of them came on your face, and your body was covered with white jizz. It was hot, sticky, and smelled good. You bit your lips. The sight was making you even slicker and turned on.
“God, we knew you were a huge slut when you made us fuck those pumpkins but looking at you now, we know you’re a total whore.” Jimin smirked at you, walking forward as he came all over your face. You gawked as he leaned forward and smacked his cock on your cheek, as if you weren’t even a person but rather an object for sexual gratification.
“I am a whore!” You admitted. “A big, dirty whore who loves cock.” You were ready to admit anything so long as you got dicked down. As Yoongi pulled out and left some cum inside you, Taehyung swiftly moved down and had his turn next. He was slightly more gentle with you, grinning as you would moan every time he hit your spot. You noticed he was more focused on giving you pleasure than taking it.
“Ah…that’s a good girl.” He said to you, kissing you softly as you moaned. You groaned into his shoulder as he fucked you deep and hard, but still executing a gentle passion with every movement. And then he pulled out. You groaned, as Jungkook replaced him, and at this point you were far gone.
“Sorry it took so long,” Jungkook pressed a kiss against your forehead as you simply nodded. “Finally.” He sunk into you, moaning as he held you tight. He slowly rutted into you with more passion than the last two, possibly because you connected throughout the past few days.
As time went by, you could only stare into his deep violet eyes, a small breath escaping your chapped lips as you reached out. You were so tired…your eyes heavy lidded as Jungkook came, and you came with him. You needed rest, so you blacked out.
When you came to, the men were whispering around you with worry. They were all concerned about you. It seems they had taken the liberty of wiping you up and giving you a fresh change of clothes. A simple pair of shorts and a blue drop top.
“Sorry for worrying you.” You sat up slowly.
“No, we’re sorry for being too rough with you.” Taehyung shook his head.
“Are you feeling any better?” Namjoon handed you an orange, which you deeply appreciated.
“Yeah. Thanks Namjoon,” You smiled. “I think I’m just tired. Could you guys possibly let me rest a bit before we start again?”
“Of course.” Namjoon nodded.
“Sleep well, princess,” Yoongi kissed you on the forehead. “Thanks for helping me win.” He gave you a small smile which made your heart skip a beat as he walked towards the door and left.
One by one they all left Jungkook’s residence, leaving you alone again. They were all so patient and attentive, it made you worried. You didn’t want to leave but going out and checking on your uncle would have been the right thing to do.
“Y/N…” He hugged you tightly. “I need to tell you somethin…” He gripped your waist tighter. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. “Those damned bugs killed our sisters…killed my lover too. I hope you know that now I have you, I intend on never letting you go.” You were beginning to come to terms with it.
“Okay.” You answered him genuinely. You were fine with it, actually.
“Really?” He asked with widened doe eyes.
“Yeah.” You giggled.
“That makes me so happy, Y/N I could kiss you. But that would just lead to fucking, so I’m gonna hold off,” You nodded, as he let go of you and left you to your own vices.
You woke up to Lavender licking you. She was barking up a storm when Jungkook lifted her off you. “Sorry. She got excited.”
“No problem.” You smiled as he placed her back in her doghouse.
“We’re planning to meet up at Jimin’s house later. Would you like to come?” You nodded immediately, giddy as the raspberry-themed man seemed to have a slightly more kinkier side you appreciated. The thought was enough to make you aroused again, but instead of acting on it you decided to take a breath. You needed to rest.
Of course, at Jimin’s house everyone seemed to get the message as no one approached you wanting to have sex. However they still looked at you. You made chatter with everyone and enjoyed your time there. It seemed all the men were taken with you and everyone wanted a piece of you. You felt great.
“So, Jungkook, when is she gonna move out of your place?” Jin asked softly.
“Sorry Joon. Y/N, do you wanna keep living with me?”
“It just occurred to me, I officially have nowhere to live. I happened to come here because of Jungkook.” You answered.
“It’s only right she stays with him. He brought her here,” Jimin nodded. “You like Jungkook a lot, Y/N?” You smiled sheepishly.
“Of course I do.”
Jungkook and Jimin shared a smile before looking at you. You kept it in mind as you sat down next to Namjoon and snacked on some crackers. After a while, you all started talking about your kinks.
“I don’t know about that one, but try this on for size: when your partner has complete control over you, including when you breathe.” Namjoon laughed.
“Nah, breathplay is child’s play. I’m saying blindfolded bondage is where it’s at.” Taehyung smirked and said in rebuttal.
“I want—hear me out…to be bred. Like stuffed until it’s just cum leaking out of me, y’know?” You explained your kink to the men who were left in shock. All except Yoongi were surprised.
“You’re such a whore, Y/N,” Yoongi smirked. “You want us to start now? Think you can handle it after yesterday?” He looked at you knowing damn well what he was doing.
“M-maybe not yet. I’m exhausted.” You explained.
They left it alone, shifting the topic as Jimin got some more food out for everyone. You and Jungkook stayed behind to help with cleanup. You suddenly felt Jimin’s lips on your shoulders, through your shirt.
“Chim, you should stop. You know I’m tired.”
“Yeah but I don’t wanna. I want you, Y/N.” You sighed at his plea.
“Okay.” You sighed as he picked you up and placed you on the counter. He swiftly removed your shirt and shorts, followed by your bra and underwear.
“Jimin! I got the leftovers in the tray—Oh.” Jungkook’s face fell when he saw him but then a mischievous smile appeared on his lips as he slipped next to him and joined in on torturing you.
You groaned.
“Oh crap, Jimin I left my umbrella—” Namjoon stopped in his tracks and his eyes widened as he saw you naked on Jimin’s countertop. Jungkook smirked at him.
“You wanna tap in?” Jungkook smirked. “Me and Jimin were about to have another taste.”
You gasped as Namjoon and Jimin were both inside you at the same time. Jungkook was watching, as he got more than enough from living with you. You felt them tearing your insides apart, reshaping your holes to fit their cocks. Jimin was entering you from behind, Namjoon in your pussy. Your eyes rolled back as Namjoon moaned and smacked your hips, making you recoil in surprise.
“So fucking tight. Fuck…fuck…” He groaned. “Take my cock…” His words encouraged you as you sighed and continued bouncing back on his cock, your ass smacking against Jimin’s hips every time you would go between them. One would snap his hips while the other pulled back, and it continued in a forbidden pattern. It felt like they were playing a game with you as their pawn.
“Fuck…her asshole is getting stretched out.” Jimin groaned, spitting on your rear end and spreading out his saliva with his fingers. You groaned as you felt your holes stretching out even more with the movements.
“J-Jungkook…I think I can take you too…” You said with uncertainty. You’ve never taken two in one hole before, let alone two in both holes. And now Jungkook was about to join. He sank down, between Namjoon and Jimin.
He slipped in…right into your pussy.
You screamed.
“JUNGKOOK!”
The movements were becoming faster as the three men grunted in unison, their hips synced in a rhythm as they were closer to their climaxes. Your lips fell open, as you panted, while Namjoon’s face contorted into one of pain, which you assumed meant he was in total heaven. Your climax hit as Jungkook fucked up into you, reaching spots Namjoon missed, while Jimin’s cock rubbed against your inner walls in a different way. They split you apart as the decadent sex between the four of you sent your mind into its own Havana while you orgasmed.
Their cocks touched in ways they never would have thought of, as they finished inside of you. When they pulled out, cum was gushing out of your ass and pussy, while all you could do was watch helplessly.
“That’s a good slut.” Jimin smirked mischievously.
“She’s ours now.” Namjoon said, as if he was still in disbelief.
“I hope you liked being bred, baby. Because there’s a lot more where that came from.” Jungkook said, revealing his erection to you.
“Again?” You asked.
“Honey, for you, always,” gave you a small smile. “Now open wide.”
♰ Dēsīderium, (n.) an ardent desire or longing; GRIEF OR REGRET FOR THE ABSENCE OR LOSS OF SOMEONE ONCE HAD. Previously titled 《 Fools 》, this theme now features Jack and Oswald from Pandora Hearts, inspired by victorian elements and dark academia, with art by @surfacage.
As a college student, updating daily is difficult. Sorry for not posting for a few months, but you will still have to wait. Unfortunately, I am not in a position for writing as a hobby right now as I am a full time student AND a part time employee in my school. Balancing work and life is difficult in general but I just won't be able to post leisurely anymore. I also recently came to the realization that real person fiction is just not something I want to be doing too much of but I really do enjoy writing the characters. Using their likeness is fine but I've seen so many people take it so far. Pls let me know your thoughts on the bts fanfic community and what your take on it is. Also I cannot reveal my identity but I have been getting connected in the industry and I thought it would be hella awkward to run into one of the people I wrote smut about and acting normal like-not bts specific but just a thought.
I'm tryin to finish the noncon taekook x reader fic and its rlly hard sorry everyone. For day 15- and I've been working on it for a few days cause it's REALLY something I wanna write well bc of how messed up it is. It's hard for me to write it as I've never rlly written this fully, only dubcon but even then....anyways enjoy the two I posted so far other fics To be released soon. Sorry for making you thirsty ass bitches wait!
A/N: Happy belated JM day for u kinky ass fucks. I will prob keep cursing you guys out so you don't read....pls don't read this. (JK love y'all keep reblogging and commenting but also at the same time I'm period horny and this ain't helping cause that picture is scrumdillyuptious.)
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“Jimin, Jimin, JIMINNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!” You screamed for your boyfriend to come back.
“What, baby, are you okay? Use the safe word if you’re not!” He rushed in at once, coming back to your side. He disappeared to grab some water before.
“N-no, I’m a good girl, I can take it,” You sighed. “The vibrator is doing a number on me, can I PLLLEEEEASE cum?” You begged, your body arching every so often you got the urge to climax. You suppressed it.
“No baby, you know the rules. You can’t cum until I say so,” He stroked your hair as a loving dom would, staring into your eyes with that angelic smile of his. “You’re gonna be my good girl, right? I don’t want to punish you for breaking the rules…” He gave you a devious smirk as he raised up the intensity. You fell back, groaning as he had duct taped it to your clit and kept your hands bound behind your back. “Stop fussing, you don’t want me to get the gag, do you?” You fell silent at once, the hums of the vibrator continuing to resound as you struggled not to react.
“N-no sir.”
“Good girl.” He kissed your forehead, before sitting down on the edge of the bed, watching you for a moment. Before you met Jimin, you struggled with orgasms. You didn’t know your body like you do now, didn’t know what you liked, and you had never cum. Then you had sex with him. It changed your internal chemistry, all of a sudden you could cum within 10 minutes. Before it took you 2 hours touching yourself before you could even get close. Looks like you just needed him to jumpstart that for you. Now you couldn’t live without him. The sex was nothing like you’ve known. Jimin was your Master, and you, his submissive little girlfriend. Well, to the rest of the BTS fandom, you were unknown, but behind closed doors, you were the kinkiest couple known to man.
You’ve done things that would make even Christian Grey flinch in his seat. The bootstraps and whips had nothing on the ball gags and toys. Jimin even had you accustomed to the XL dildo. He was helpful, caring, and always made sure to stay within the lines of your limits. Edging was the first thing you learned how to do, so this time was no different, except he bought a vibrator with a higher range for you, so now you were struggling with this new sense of defeat.
“Okay…come on…you can do it. Just one more minute, sweetheart.” He amped it up to the max speed, setting it against your clit.
“J-Jimin, sir, I can’t hold it any longer, I’m gonna-cum!” You whined, moaning as you tried to resist.
“Cum for me baby, cum in my face, let me taste your delicious pussy juice!” Jimin pressed it towards your sensitive twat, making you shiver as you moaned and came as he rubbed your clit and used the vibrator before diving in, headfirst. Because you couldn’t use your hands you couldn’t hold his hair as he brought you to heaven with his tongue.
“Ohhhh, Jimin!”
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The entire night he’d been calling you “subpar,” or “basic.” He told all his friends you weren’t up to his impossibly high standards and that you were “mid” because you had made out with one of his friends last weekend. You knew the rule however you defiantly ignored it because you didn’t give a shit.
“Man, fuck bitches who don’t give a shit about other girls. She is not a girl’s girl.” Jin said, while crumpling his beer can and crushing it with his foot.
“Hey Jin?” You walked up to him. “Can we talk?”
“Oooooo, you’re in trouble.” Jin’s friend, Cameron said with a snarky smile.
“Shut up, Cam,” Jin walked over to you, and stumbled up the small path between the fence and the house to reach you. “Yeah, what’s up Y/N?” He asked.
“I wanna make out,” You said bluntly. “With you.” Your first streak of courage jump started his cock, and as Jin was rocking his hard on, you leaned in and grabbed his hand.
“Yeah, sure.” He followed you, excited as you walked towards the bathroom with him in tow. A few people watched as you passed by but no one was paying that much attention. He kissed you square on the lips as you entered the bathroom, seeming a little too enthusiastic about it. You opened your mouth wider, garnering him more access as he grabbed your hips and kissed you. He set you down on the counter, and you gasped as he pushed himself between your legs. If it weren’t for the jeans, and the general layers separating you two, your genitals would be crushed together.
You gasped as he trailed a hand up the side of your top and slid your bra up so he could feel how hard your nipples were with his fingers directly, his eyes closing as he had a handful but leaving them open as he watched you moan under him.
“J-Jin, what are you doing?” You groaned, feeling a clot of blood leak out of you at once. It was enormous, causing you to sit upright in discomfort. Jin, sensing something was wrong, stopped touching you for a moment, putting his hands at his shoulders as if he was holding them up where you could see them.
“Are you okay?”
“Um….in a moment,” You sat up and concentrated on trying to feel okay again. It was just a bit of blood, and that never hurt anyone. However it still felt like you were walking around in a diaper. Curse pads but you didn’t have any tampons on you and you didn’t want Jin to know that you were carrying a crime scene between your thighs. “I’m good. Just stomach cramps.” You partially lied, as you did cramp on your period quite often, but not at this exact moment. You just didn’t want to tell Jin what the real issue was.
“Oh, okay,” You pulled him in again for another kiss in hopes of distracting him. As drunk as you were, it still wasn’t enough for him to let it go completely. “What’s wrong?” He asked.
“Sorry.” You looked down.
“Hey…” Jin tilted your chin up so you could look at him. For 5’10” he was definitely taller than most. You would’ve thought he was 6’ completely, but he was still taller than you by comparison. “It’s okay,” The way his porcelain skin was flawless, his face shimmering in the dim warm lighting of the bathroom, you thought he looked handsome. He smirked slightly, before leaning in to kiss you. “You know, in this lighting you don’t look half that bad. You’re aight’.” You rolled your eyes. That sounded like something a douchebag would say, but at this moment you needed his lips on your again. He deepened it, before pulling your top off completely. Followed by you unhooking it and tossing it on a nearby rug before pulling him in with your legs and passionately tangling your fingers in his hair while you settled into a proper make-out session.
After about 30 seconds, Jin’s sweatshirt was on the floor. Your hands found their way up his abs as you kissed him, and grinned, as you both started stripping down. Then his hands reached your jeans. You bit your tongue, trying to keep him from pulling them off.
“W-wait, Jin..” Ignoring your protests, he pulled your pants down. His lips parted, forming a light “o” shape as he saw the small bulge in your underwear, the outline indicating you were wearing a pad. “I’m..kinda, on my period.” You said, embarrassed as you were almost completely naked, save for the panties.
“Yeah, I kinda noticed.” He said mockingly, his tone switched to one of passive-aggressiveness. You hang your head down low.
“Should I just leave?” You wanted to die. This was the most horrible night of your life. Jin pulled down your pants, saw you were on your period, and now whatever little shred of dignity you had left was leaving your body with an audible fart.
“Was that you?” Jin looked…amused. You looked up at his face after what seemed like a minute to find that he wasn’t angry with you.
“Y-yeah. Sorry. I get all gross and my body starts filling with gas…and I get really horny when I’m on my period and normally…can’t go further than kissing…” You started rambling.
“That explains it,” Jin smirked. “So that’s why you’re with me instead of Brian.” You tilted your head. He didn’t seem to care that you farted. At least it didn’t stink up the entire room.
“Brian? Oh no, yeah I just kissed him cause I felt like it. Why? You have a problem with me kissing guys on a whim?” You folded your arms.
“A whim, Y/N?” He put his hands on his hips, in his back pockets as he was still wearing his pants as you stared at him. “You call making out in front of the entire party a WHIM?” Jin rolled his eyes. “It’s like you don’t even care about how you make others around you feel.”
“I do,” You pouted. “Jin, did you think I was taking advantage of you tonight?”
“Now that you mention it, yes, Y/N. I actually feel like you are using me for my luscious lips and impeccable kissing skills.” He said with sass, which surprised you.
“Not at all. I think you’re just honestly really hot. Um…Jin, did you really….wanna have sex with me?” Now it was Jin’s turn to be put on the spot.
“Yeah. I didn’t plan for it but…I do admire seeing someone so…assertive, with what they want.” You let out a sigh.
“Sorry for ruining the night with my stupid period.” You could feel the blood inside you coming outside, pouring out every five minutes. Whenever you got uber-horny your blood flow also increased.
“Not completely,” Jin stopped you before you moved. He walked forward actually, trapping you between his arms and the sink, which you hopped off of in a feeble attempt to jimmy back into your jeans. “It’s just a little blood, right?” You shook your head. What was he saying? Your face was definitely hot now, you felt a little sweaty yourself at the thought of Jin going down on you in this state.
“Jin, I’m really hot right now. Please say psych right now so I can leave and forget this happened or…” Jin leaned in, kissing you again. He wrestled out a towel from the back of the cupboard on a shelf above you.
“This one’s mine. We can use it in case things get messy.” You nodded as he placed it on the floor, on top of the rug as you sat down. Jin assisted you with removing your panties, his eyes fixated on your swollen clit, and red streaks of blood painting the inner and outer folds of your labia.
“D-don’t look so hard…” You blushed.
“Why? You’re gorgeous.” Jin leaned in, before diving in, tongue first into your pussy. You moaned, it was like Jin’s tongue unblocked whatever was stuck inside, as you felt a lot of things gush out, blood, cum, you couldn’t tell. Your thoughts were on one thing and one thing only: dick.
“J-Jin, s-stop!” You whined.
“W-Why?” Jin sat up, slightly leaned over. The bulge in his pants was making you feel things right on your bud.
“I don’t want your tongue, I want your cock. Now fuck me, please….I’m so fucking horny I can’t take it, I need you to fuck my period pussy until I can’t walk straight, please! I’m so fucking horny, I’m so fucking horny…” You moaned, your entire body feeling like it was on fire. The bundle of nerves in your lower stomach and your chest thrummed as one. You needed his cock. It was like you were cock-starved, depraved even. He stared at you with bewilderment. No woman had ever desired him this much. Let alone on the floor of his friend’s upstairs bathroom, on a towel under the sink.
“Fuck…” Jin didn’t have to be told twice. Like a good boy, he removed his belt, pants, and boxers, revealing his long, erect dick to you. He wasn’t as girthy as you thought he was, but it was long. You bet you could only take a little after the tip, unless he stretched you out. You gasped as he entered, the blood already acting as lubricant for his moist cockhead, which was covered by a pink condom. You wet your lips, watching his face as his eyes squeezed shut. It felt good for him, really good. He was fucking a girl on her period, of all things. His mouth was also stained with blood, along with his perfectly otherwise pale face looking like he committed murder or just had a steak dinner. You giggled a bit, feeling elated as he thrusted into you, knelt down as you had your legs on his shoulders. This angle was enough to where you could see all of him, save for his dick as it disappeared inside you and reappeared every so often he moved back. He was still a work of art, even with the dried blood on his cheeks and lips. “How’s it so tight?” He moaned, fucking you steadily now.
“Oh yes…oh yes! Fuck…” You moaned in reply, closing your eyes as he gave you exactly what you were craving. Your blood was staining the towel now, but there wasn’t as much as before of it on the towel. Jin had forgotten that part, as the condom was stained red as well now, and Jin was more focused on fucking the ever living shit out of you. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, right there, yeah, I want you to fuck my slutty pussy open, fucking stretch that shit out, fuck fuck fuck!” You moaned, your entire body clenching down on him and not letting go of his cock as you came, Jin staying directly where he was, his mouth open as he grunted, and filled up the condom. He took it off, standing up as you both had cum. He wiped his blood-stained lips and looked down at you with a smirk.
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A/N: FUCK tea(the video referring to consent everyone’s watched), I’m a kinky ass bitch. Although most of y’all beg to differ I LOVE consenting to the idea of my partner doing stuff to me while I’m asleep to get off. It’s like…fuck, yeah, use me while I’m passed out because you’re such a horny little bastard who can’t go five seconds without some pussy (or bussy can’t forget the gays and n/b friends!). Anyways…enjoy. The cover is AI-designed, btw.
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He moved his hips teasingly at first, rubbing his hardened bulge against your ass, and seeing as you didn’t shift, he decided to proceed. In his fatigued haze, Taehyung began swirling the tip of his cockhead into your hole, careful as he was trying not to wake you.
“Mm…you have such a fuckable ass, babe,” His guttural moans were low as he quite did enjoy fucking you like so. “Oh, I’m cumming…” After a few thrusts he sped up, becoming bold with his movements. He was chasing his high, desperate to cum. “Fuck..” He pulled out and came over your ass, all while you turned over and slurred your words.
“T-Taehyung?” You called out his name.
“Yeah baby?”
“Did you cum?”
“Yeah. I came a lot on your tight little ass.” He said, spanking your rear lightly.
“Tae, I’m horny.” You said, demanding it from him.
“Let’s fix that now, shall we?” He slowly slid his warm cock into your pulsating hole, and you gasped, as every time he just let the tip in, it took some time for your body to adjust. You were by no means loose, even after all the sexual activities you engaged in with your boyfriend. He still often used lube but tonight, he was using his wet tip, and his spittle. You took a deep breath, all while Taehyung grinned, before spitting on your rear. “Thought I fucked you open the first time.” His deep voice had a hypnotic effect on you. You let out a soft whimper, unsure as he rubbed his saliva down your perky soft buttocks. You felt goosebumps raising on your skin from the sudden cool air, colder now as he rubbed his spit over you.
“M-must be because I woke up…I was more relaxed asleep.” You sighed, apologetic as you stuck your ass up.
“Hm. Is this uncomfortable for you, baby boy? Or are you okay?” You blushed a little at his nickname for you. He was a sweet man, and often checked in on you even when your mind went blank during the amazing sex.
“I’m fine. Maybe it’s just the position…” As you voiced your opinion, he soaked it in, paused for a moment before turning you over so you were on your back, facing him instead. Missionary with Taehyung turned you on every time. It was the way he hugged you, and whispered dirty things in your ears with that deep, buttery voice of his. Not to mention the look on his face when he came…it was some of the most satisfying moments you had ever experienced. Tae also never took anything lightly, he always had to go above and beyond. Fucking you into the wee hours of day was also nothing for him.
“Ah….I’m coming…” Tae grunted, before pulling out and cumming all over your stomach. You were covered in his juices.
“Love you.” You whispered, panting as Tae also gathered his breath.
“Ah…Naomi…” Jungkook groaned. “Your tits…are so fucking soft…” Jungkook groaned as he rubbed his cock between them, fucking your tits as if they were a hole. You pressed them together too.
“I know. It feels nice, right. Like two giant skin pillows.” You giggled, taking the tip between your lips as he pressed forward. He moaned, filling the room with sounds of his airy magical moans. He sounded like how he did while hitting the high notes, just perfect. His whimpers were even better, as he begged for you to fuck his cock with your tits. You rubbed your areolas against his shaft, while he could only ever groan.
“Fuck…fuck, so sexy,” Jungkook closed his eyes. “So sexy, baby.” He stroked your hair back as you continually stroked his cock with your tits and licked it with your tongue. After a few more times doing that, he came right all over you.
Pairing: cuck husband!Yoongi x fem!Reader x fuckboy!Jungkook
Genre: Smut
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As your lover pressed his hips against yours, his breath fanning against your neck as his pace became frantic and quickened, desperate for climax as he held your frame tightly between his hands.
“More?” A hint of desperation in his voice. “Do you want it harder, Y/N?” You nodded, moans of pleasure escaping your lips as he pressed you against the sheets and fucked into you with all his might.
“Y-yes…” You let out a moan in reply.
“You want me to fuck your pussy until it’s flooding with my cum?” He held the back of your neck with his hands.
“Yes,” You groaned, your inner walls clamping on his pre-cum sheathed cock. “Please…” You spread your hole wider for him to access as he grinned down at you with a cocky smirk.
“You’re ever so needy tonight,” He grunted, flipping you over so you could watch him as he made you unravel. “How’s it feel knowing your husband’s gonna fuck your filthy whore pussy that I filled with my cum earlier?” He asked, more rhetorically as he gripped your neck harder, but not so hard you couldn’t breathe. “I bet his cock can’t even reach that deep. I know I’m bigger so admit it already, he’s gonna just fill you up not even KNOWING his wife is getting busy with other men, and bigger cocks too.” He chuckled, continually fucking you at a faster pace.
“J-Jungkook…” You moaned at his remarks.
“What is it? Want me to fill you up now so that when he fucks you my cum comes out of you?” He asked, while slowing down his pace and looking at you to answer him, eventually slowing down to a halt.
“W-why’d you stop? Jungkook! You can’t be serious,” You sighed. “Fine,” You huffed. “I find it appealing, especially when Yoongi fucks me thinking I haven’t had cock in so long. You know he can’t keep up with my sex drive.” You explained to him.
“Oh, so that’s your excuse.” Jungkook snapped his hips forward.
“O-OH!” You moaned, slowly moving your hips forward as he creamed you in a continued manner. Your lips parted in awe as some of his cum coated his cock, the substance looking milky and seemingly frothing as you moved your hips. The squelching sound that recurred was driving you mad. “Yes…yes…fuck me…harder!” Jungkook grinned and fulfilled your request, grabbing your hips as he watched you ride him desperately.
The door opened abruptly, you didn’t even hear him come in as Yoongi walked in, removing his tie.
“What the hell?!” Yoongi’s voice snapped you out of it, just a little, but you were a greedy woman desperate to climax.
“Sorry man, she needed a good fuck. Not doubting your skills but what you have on your hands is a dick-hungry slut who needs sex every two hours. Her libido is as high as your IQ-which strangely enough didn’t even tick you off your wife may possibly have been cheating on you?” Jungkook didn’t bother pulling out of you, taking the opportunity to ruin your marriage even further.
“Not really,” Yoongi’s surprised expression was soothed. He looked unfazed even, now. “I love her. If you really needed a bigger dick, Y/N, you should’ve just told me.” Yoongi took a seat on the couch in the corner of your bedroom. You really needed to get rid of that.
“H-huh?” You looked at your husband who removed his tie and simply gazed up at you and your lover as you were on the bed in the midst of getting fucked by this man.
“Continue as if I weren’t here.” Yoongi placed his arms on the armrests, as Jungkook seemingly went along with it.
“You wanted to get filled, slut? I’ll stuff ya alright.” Jungkook slammed his hips forward, with a few thrusts he pumped your pussy full of his beads of cum, semen stringing down your hole as it gushed out and the warmth hit your thighs. His cum was everywhere, and globular.
“T-thank you.” You sighed.
“Oh I’m not finished.” Jungkook smirked, grabbing your hips and lowering himself down as you lied down in exhaustion.
“YES!” You whined. “Mmmm, fuck me harder, Jungkook!”
“Fucking whore, begging like this while your husband watches you,” Jungkook grinned while Yoongi continued blankly staring at the scene. His piercing brown gaze was on you the whole time. “Take my cock, bitch, that’s all you’re good for.” You let out a moan as Jungkook filled you up, all while you came, twitching.
“I’ve seen enough,” Yoongi stood up and walked towards you, his footsteps heavy and slow as he took his time and stared into your eyes. “I didn’t realize you liked being treated so roughly,” Yoongi sighed, adjusting his collar. “For cheating on me, I oughta be angry, hell even upset with you. But I don’t blame him-Jungkook was it? I mean, she has the perfect body for breeding, right?” He asked him shamelessly, shaking his hand as if he wasn’t buried in your pussy. Jungkook pulled out, more confused but also a hint of curiosity playing behind his eyes as he looked at your husband.
“Yeah. Her pussy grips down when she’s really feeling it.” Jungkook sounded like he was giving a product review. Your cheeks were turning red.
“I know. But you know what, that’s the woman I love. This slut wife of mine has my whole heart…I can’t be angry. However, I can punish her. She did just cheat on me.” Yoongi shrugged, looking down at your leaking holes.
“Oh yeah man, I feel that. I’d be so angry if my woman cheated on me.” Jungkook smirked, stirring the pot as much as he could.
“I could just…spit in her face.” Yoongi leaned down, close to your face as you breathed softly.
“Do it, Yoongi. Show this whore wife of yours how upset you are.” You egged him on. You deserved this.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Yoongi leaned back, unbuttoning his shirt.
“Oh, what are you doing now, Mister husband?” Jungkook smirked, watching Yoongi with excitement.
“What’s your safe word?” When Yoongi, out of all the men on earth, asked you, you felt a dampness between your legs. It was ripe, and the scent was attracting Jungkook and Yoongi like flies to honey.
“Watermelon.” You whispered, feeling excited as your husband leaned down, and pinned your arms above your head.
“Don’t move.” Yoongi ordered. Jungkook folded his arms, taking a seat at the foot of the bed. Slowly, your husband spat on your face, a bit of saliva dribbling down your chin. You were a dirty cheater that deserved nothing but the worst.
“Damn. Kinky,” Jungkook smirked. “You should show me some moves later, Yoongi.” He added.
“Whore.” Yoongi pried your legs open, keeping your arms pinned above your head. “Slut.” He smacked your thighs before pulling you closer. He spat right in your clit and roughly pushed his fingers in.
“Fuck! Yoongi!” You moaned.
“You’re so wet already, disgusting. Filthy mongrel, you oughta be spayed.” He continued digging two of his fingers, his index and middle finger into your abused twat all while you were moaning for him. Jungkook was growing hard from watching this, grinning from ear to ear.
“Yeah, I’m filthy, baby. I’m a dumb animal.” You agreed, your brain seemingly shutting down with how roughly Yoongi fingered you.
“You're a damned slut,” He circled his fingers up, gripping your inner walls and brushing his thumb against your clit at the same time, as if he was pinching you. You let out a scream, it was beginning to feel good, all while turning you on and scaring you. “Enjoying your punishment?” Yoongi smirked. “Jungkook, get over here,” The younger man came up beside him. “Put your cock in her. And don’t go easy on her.” Jungkook raised a brow but complied, making you moan from the sudden change in pressure. Yoongi was brushing his fingers across your clit, still.
“Let’s see if you can take two dicks at once, whore.” You gasped as Yoongi got under you, prepping your ass using lube before slipping his cock into you. While you were sandwiched between your husband and Jungkook, you focused on moving at the opposing pace, their grunts echoing with your soft mewls, before all three of you climaxed at once.
Your holes, abused as they were, throbbed, cock-hungry.
“Looks like you were right, Yoongi.” Jungkook smirked.
“Want some more, slut?” Yoongi agreed with Jungkook, before turning back to you. You could only smile up at your husband. He truly was the man you loved, unchanged even after you married.
“I love you, Yoongi.” You whispered hoarsely.
“Me too, whore,” He kissed you softly, before turning to Jungkook. “Thanks for seeing to it you got her pussy filled. I’ve been busy too many nights lately.” Yoongi rubbed his brows in exhaustion.
A/N: Pregnant warning, mentions of past physical abuse! And really bad descrriptions of how people had sex in the victorian era....like shakespeare made up words too! I may have made some shit up but that's why we write fanfics!
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“I’m so glad we can be together now…” Your husband placed a hand on your belly.
“All three of us…” The Park clan’s middle child placed his hand on the other side of your lower stomach.
“How did this even happen?” You leaned into Hoseok’s embrace.
“Are you still not used to me, dear?” Jimin asked, placing a kiss on your forehead.
“Not at all. I’m not used to being loved, I suppose.” Your previous fiance, Hoseok’s brother, was an evil man. He often belittled you and struck you down when no one was watching. And then he died on his way back from visiting the royal palace, killed by assassins. Of course you were worried about your new beloved, but that was before you knew Hoseok.
Jimin came into the picture a few months after you were married to Hoseok, as his guest. And then you heard it, the sounds of their noisy lovemaking. You walked in, unaware of what was happening and thanks to Jimin’s playful nature you ended up staying the entire night. Eventually you ended up taking him as a lover as well, and then shifted into a more deeper relationship between the two, entangled nights a many between them, until you became pregnant with the seeds of their love. It didn’t matter to you who the father was, and neither did they care. They loved you deeply, and knew each would love the baby in his own way, regardless of who’s blood the child carried. The servants whispered about you surely, as Jimin indefinitely lived with you but he was here under the pretenses of business and hospitality as your guest. You knew the servants were no idiots, they surely knew of the nightly partakings you had with your “guest” and husband, sometimes both at once.
You were on the rocking chair as Hoseok pressed a wet kiss to your cheek and Jimin was kissing down your folds. You were quivering, holding your voice back as the servants were probably readying the mansion for your audience with your mother and sisters later. Right now you just needed a release which your lover was more than excited to give you.
“You taste impossibly wet today, my dear.” Jimin hummed as he worked down your sopping bud.
“Oh, look at that, she’s soaked from the top…sweetheart, let me take off that for you.” Hoseok helped you remove your garments and undergarments, both him and Jimin staring at your pregnant body in awe.
“Sixth month and you still look as ripe as the day I arrived.” Jimin kissed your hands with pure love in his eyes.
“She is a vision.” Your husband agreed with his lover. Slowly, your breasts began to leak a thick white substance.
“Is that…oh my….she’s leaking, darling.” Jimin pointed out to your husband.
“I believe that our lady is preparing for the babe’s arrival,” Hoseok replied curtly, closing his eyes and turning his face towards your hardened nipples. “I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if we had a little taste.” Before you could get a word in, his lips were wrapped around your left tit, suckling them as greedily as he smirked, rubbing the other one with his free hand. And then Jimin began to suck too.
“F-fuck!” You closed your eyes as both men sucked your tits.
“Uh-oh…we might be making the babe a little angry.” Jimin said. They shared a laugh as they felt the baby kick your belly. You groaned, feeling needier than usual.
“P-please…” You whined.
“Alright, sweet girl. That’s enough. Time for the main event.” Jimin stood up, whipping out his cock for you to take.
“Go on, suck his cock, my love.” Hoseok’s voice rang like church bells in your ears.
“Mmm…” You wasted no time on taking Jimin’s cock in your mouth while your husband squeezed your nipples and slowly lowered his shaft into your entrance. You fucked your lover with your mouth as your husband worked your pussy open.
You clenched around him as he came effortlessly, and with a few more pumps, Jimin’s semen painted your face white and your breast milk coated their bodies as you had your orgasm. Jimin would not stop rubbing your clit while Hoseok fucked you, and on top of all that using his lips, the little cheater! You came easily thanks to his help and collapsed from exhaustion.
“My god…” You moaned. “Thank you.” You sighed.
“You’re very welcome.” Jimin gave you a soft kiss and wiped your face off with a wet cloth.
“Let’s clean off our girl now.” Your husband handed him another cloth and helped you back into your gown.
