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“Daddy—daddy—daddy~”

She’s on her back, knees apart, ankles around your waist, eyes already wet. The bedside lamp catches the small gold cherry pendant you gifted her this morning. She’s wearing nothing else.

“Yes, baby?” You’re inside her, and your cock coated in her needy slick, and you’re not moving.

“Please move, daddy.” Her hips lift. “It’s my birthday, please don’t tease me too much.”

“I know it is, baby.”

sikumis

BLUE PAGE: IRENE

STARRING

IRENE

Set in a parallel world where Irene and Red Velvet fail miserably.

A warm breakfast for a warm family. Father, mother, son, and the girlfriend of the son. On the top floor of a hotel, indeed, the view was beautiful. The food was great, the atmosphere was great, and the news was great. That morning was the first time the son brought his girlfriend, introducing her to his parents. By meeting the parents, the girlfriend, Bae Irene, knew what to expect. The hunch was right. He told his parents that he wanted to marry her and, at the same time, proposed to her in front of his parents.

There was no reason to reject the proposal. After failing her idol career, Irene had been struggling, working in some pubs where she usually became an object of sexual harassment. Men would ogle at her curvy body, and some of them even dared to lay their hands on her. Honestly, she knew she landed those jobs due to her beauty. To work there, she was forced to wear a sexy, revealing outfit. Irene didn’t like it. Countless times, people tried to woo her, trying to score a night with her, or even worse, raped her—some tried, but fortunately, unsuccessfully. There was no decent man around her until that man, her current boyfriend, visited the bar she worked at. He was a gentle, rich man who approached her and confessed his interest in dating her in a manner. Yes, there was no reason to reject such a rare gentleman like him, back then and present.

Since Irene dated him, she lived in a nice apartment he owned, which was close to his office, which he usually used when he needed to work overtime. Irene didn’t need to think about rent or food since he provided it all. With such support, Irene could stop working as a server in a pub.

When he went on his knees, showing her the diamond ring in front of his parents, she thought that finally something was going right in her life. Not only was he such a gentleman, but his parents were also supportive. They didn’t care about Irene’s past life and only saw the future. They didn’t mind her low educational background or the fact that she was cut by her own parents. Everything was perfect.

Choked, Irene said yes. Just like the son, the parents were warm and accepted Irene. They trusted their son’s choice. Even the mother asked Irene to accompany her shopping next week.

To celebrate, the soon-to-be husband already ordered a cake. When the cake came, the celebratory mood arose. But the first thing Irene noticed was the cook who brought the cake on a trolley. Their eyes met briefly. Somehow, Irene felt familiar with that cook, but at that moment, all she thought of was the festivity.

In short, the breakfast ended beautifully. Their love became more robust.

After they sent the parents, the man couldn’t hide his passion. He returned to the top floor, and they entered a room he had booked. Right after they stepped into the room, he ate Irene’s lips. Her entire lips were smooched and sucked. Tongue swept her teeth. At the same time, she felt her left breast squeezed.

Irene was pinned against the wall. His hips rolled against her. The thick ridge of his erection pressed insistently through layers of fabric. His hands slid down to grip her plush thighs, hiking up her skirt as his tongue plunged into her mouth, dancing with her tongue.

Look at him! He looked so thirsty. Irene’s pretty face, fair skin, and toned body were making him hard. But, unlike him, Irene didn’t feel exactly the same. He wasn’t skillful, and his face was just ordinary. The sex didn’t feel that exciting for her, mediocre at best. But it wasn’t about her. As long as her boyfriend felt good, her future would be guaranteed.

Irene pushed him onto the bed. When he was about to get up, she pushed him again, giving a sign that he needed to stay on the bed and watch. Irene gave him a strip show, letting the hem of her dress slip through her fingers as she swayed her hips in a slow rhythm, sensually. The fabric clung to her curves before she peeled it away, inch by inch, revealing her tight thighs and the tantalizing swell of her hips. Her fingers trailed up her sides, unhooking the straps, letting the dress pool at her feet. Now, in nothing but lace lingerie, she arched her back, letting her full breasts strain against the flimsy cups—nipples pebbling beneath the silk, visible through the sheer material. Irene bit her lip, watching him hungrily, watching his gaze follow the curve of her waist, the dip of her navel, the way her thighs pressed together just enough to hide the dampening lace between them.

With a smirk, Irene hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, dragging them down slowly, letting him savor every second before she finally stepped free.

Shamelessly, Irene was standing there, swaying her body left and right confidently. Irene really behaved like a cunt. Anything to please her future husband.

No matter how many times he had seen it, he always got pumped seeing Irene naked. He genuinely loved Irene, but he couldn’t hide that his libido was getting stronger every time he was with Irene. That goddess face, fair skin, and that toned body she achieved with hardship during her training days as an idol was like a dream. He found a perfect wife.

Get on the bed, Irene crawled to him. The view was so magnificent. His hand landed on that waist he was daying for. Her skin felt warm. Quite slippery due to the sweat. He grabbed it hard, and as he did, he was reminded how slim and firm Irene’s belly was.

Even after quitting being an idol, Irene kept her figure at its peak. She knew that her boyfriend enjoyed having sex with her, so she kept her face and body maintained. For a man, there was always a chance that he would cheat. After that miserable life, Irene didn’t want to lose her best way to have a good life, a.k.a being the wife of a rich man.

Irene settled onto his lap. He looked intense as she started unbuttoning his shirt. Her fingers brushed lightly against the wiry chest hair beneath. She could feel his cock twitching beneath her.

Such a sensual scene. He enjoyed Irene’s devotion.

After removing his top, Irene went for his pants. She sat between his legs, unbuckled his belt, and was ready to yank his pants down.

“Can you lift your butt a bit?” She asked shyly.

He lifted her butt, and during that window, Irene slowly pulled his pants along with his trunks. His cock was stuck to his balls. Irene spat on it and started stroking it.

“Ouhh~” his head leaned back. Irene’s grip on his cock made him lose his soul.

Irene lost count of how many times she had slept with him. The experience made her memorize how hard she should grab his dick and how fast she needed to stroke.

While her hand was still busy with his cock, Irene masterfully licked his earlobe. Sitting on his lap, his cock slid between her butt crack. Down there, he fondled her butt gently. When he lifted her butt slightly, Irene knew it was coming. After lifting her, he dropped her. His penis penetrated deep, and the drop was quite violent. Irene found it unpleasant and unnecessarily rough. But outside, she controlled her expression and voice, pretending that she loved his rough style. Anything to make his morning awesome.

“Ahhh HAHHh OUUHHH~ Honey~ *SMOOCH* UhmMM! *SLURP* HAhhh AHHH!!”

“Is it Hmmff UhHH good?”

“Yes. HAhh AHHH K-Keuuh! You’re so good.”

“And you’re so beautiful, Joohyun-ah. HAhh UhMMff~”

Riding on his lap. It was his favorite position. Irene’s butt was smacking his hairy inner thighs. Hugging her waist on the slippery, sweaty back. Burying his face in her cleavage.

For him, it was a sport. Adrenaline pumped. Hard, but pleasing. Meanwhile, it was a boring sex for Irene. There was only pain. Everything they did was up to his liking: the pose, the pace, etc. But Irene never complained.

While she was bouncing on his lap, Irene faintly stared at the engagement ring on her left finger behind his back. It was now the source of stubbornness, something that motivated her to hold on. Just a little further, and my life is settled. I’m so lucky.

As her fiancé growled, Irene hugged him tightly, pressing his face onto her cleavage. His body was trembling, and she felt her vagina was filled with a load of warm cum.

They dropped side by side. Irene clung to his right side, and he embraced her. Both were exhausted and ragged.

“That was amazing,” Irene lied. “I almost lost all my breath.”

“And I... Can’t feel my legs.”

They kissed and cuddled.

***

After resting for an hour, they took a brief shower together and dressed again. Their apartment was nearby, and he wanted to drive her back. But she knew he was quite busy that day, so she forced him to let her walk back herself.

The sun was still high. Irene was so damn tired. Her legs felt jelly. She was quite tired after having a round with her fiancé. Walking to the apartment was quite a sport in her current condition.

Irene decided to take a shortcut. She went to an alley behind the hotel. Using that road, Irene thought she could reach her apartment 30% faster.

When she crossed that alley, someone called her name.

“Irene!”

Turning her head, she saw the cook back then, still wearing his kitchen uniform. Next to him, standing was a guy as big as the cook. Now, Irene remembered that she felt familiar when she saw that cook back then. Not only the cook, but also the guy next to him.

They were sitting together in that alley. Seemed like the cook was on a break, having lunch and smoking, but she didn’t know about his friend, maybe just accompanying the cook.

Together, they dropped their cigarettes and approached her. Irene was around 1,58 m, and those guys were totally towering over her, maybe around 1,9 m. Not only in height, but also in build. Look at the size of their muscles! They looked like bodybuilders.

“I’m sorry. Who are you?”

“Oh! That sting! You didn’t remember me?” said the cook. “Is it because I’m bulkier now? Or maybe my haircut?”

“Remember the time we had fun together,” said his friend.

They called her “Irene”. It was the stage name she used back when she was active as an idol. Irene thought that if they really knew her, they must be from when she was an idol.

It didn’t really take a long time for Irene to finally recognize both of them.

“Oh my! Hojin-Sajangnim! Yongu-Sajangnim!”

Irene remembered that Hojin was a top dog in broadcasting and the news agency, while Yongu was an executive director of a distribution company.

“Now you remember. How are you? Gee, I can’t believe you are about to get married,” said the cook, Hojin.

Irene looked nostalgic to see both of them. They hugged and smiled at each other warmly.

“I’m good. Well, there was a dark time, but now everything is good.”

“I’m happy for you,” said Yongu. “Hojin and I are still in our dark times.”

“Ah, right! I didn’t recognize you before. Hojin-sajangnim! You are a cook now? What happened?”

“Well, I got caught in corruption. Fortunately, the company was kind enough not to imprison me, but all my assets were taken.”

“I’ve been through the same, more or less. I’ve been involved in insider trading with HYBE. Now I’m blacklisted,” explained Yongu.

“Oh! That sounds so bad. But everyone had their dark times. I worked as a waitress and was harassed sexually on a daily basis.”

“Oh, that feels like a story. Wanna share?”

“Maybe next time.”

“You know what? You sound so wise. Maybe because you are about to be a wife?” Teased Hojin.

“Oh, please,” Irene blushed. She couldn’t hide her happiness.

“By the way, you look quite exhausted. The sex took quite a while.”

“Excuse me?” Irene was startled when Hojin said that. Her smile disappeared. Irene felt uncomfortable.

“Oh, come on. It’s me. Don’t be like that. We know you well. We know how you are after you have sex.” His eyes were gazing at her figure, which was printed nicely on her tight dress. Boldly, he reached her waist. Irene slapped his hand.

“What are you doing?”

“What? Playing hard now? Don’t you remember how fun we were?” Yongu tried to touch her shoulder, but Irene slapped his hand too.

Irene realized what they were after. “Is this why you approach me? Sajangnim, I am engaged to someone. Please, have dignity.” Irene looked serious while the men were the opposite.

“She still called us dignity, hahaha. That’s muscle memory. Habit die hard,” said Yongu.

“Dignity? You? Who seduced me to buy you fancy clothes back when you were an idol?”

“Who seduced me to bribe your producer to give you solo albums?”

Irene was choked when they reminded her about her past. She looked around, and there was no one to ask for help. Obviously, she couldn’t outrun them.

“Don’t talk like that, sajang-nim. I can sue you. Besides, I already forgot everything.”

“Not me,” said Hojin. “I still remember every curve of you and how elastic your breasts were. In fact, listening to you talk makes me miss you talking dirty to me. I watch it on a daily basis, you know.”

“Watch?” Irene’s heart sank. Somehow, she felt bleak. “What do you mean?”

“Did you forget? We taped our ‘fun’ back then. There are a ton of them on my drive,” said Yongu.

*CRACK*

The picture of her bright future cracked. A few meters from the finish line, Irene found a wall, a thick, ugly wall that prevented her from reaching her ideal life.

Once, Irene had a dream to be a singer. To chase that dream, she auditioned for SM Entertainment, a small entertainment company. After that, she became a trainee and trained for a very long time.

Even with her beauty, she couldn’t debut easily. Her trainee friends were either dropped or debuted ahead of her. Irene didn’t give up and stayed in that company as a trainee.

When she finally debuted with Red Velvet, Irene was already considered old by idol standards. Her age was her Achilles heel. On top of that, Red Velvet couldn’t rise to stardom.

Desperate for success, Irene hooked herself with sponsors, Yongu and Hojin. She sold her body in exchange for financial help from them. Using their power, they pushed SM to give her a solo and promoted her better.

Unfortunately, Irene’s solo career also failed.

“I wonder what your fiancé will say when I send him those videos. He can learn something from me because, you know, only we can satisfy you back then. You were addicted to our cock. Oh, I miss that nasty face of yours every time my dick nailed you,” said Hojin.

“Don’t you dare!” Irene snapped. Tears were on the edge of her eyes.

“Be careful with your eyes. I do some digging, and I know where your husband lives. I can drop our lovely sex tape on his front door anytime,” added Yongu.

“Ouh, even your mad face is pretty. No, you are way prettier than I remember. What’s the secret? Is it surgery? Or is it because you are in love?” Hojin mocked Irene.

“I know you two. What do you want?”

“Straight to the point, eh?” He gently grabbed Irene’s right hand and put it on his bulging crotch, forcing her to rub it. “This! Is what I want.”

“You see, our life is quite bleak. Hojin ended up working as a cook while I’m still unemployed. (Irene: ‘Not my problem.’) I know. I don’t really need money, but entertainment will be nice.”

In short, they were horny over her. They wanted her body.

It was frustrating, but she didn’t have a choice at the moment. If simply pleasing both of them would solve the problem, then Irene was more than willing to give her body.

“Tomorrow! I’ll text you the location. O-Or you can choose where and when. I’ll do anything. You can do anything you like,” her eyes were filled with rage, feeling defeated.

“Tomorrow? How about now?” said Hojin.

“N-Now?”

“Yes. Now. You said we can choose where and when. We want it now.”

“I-I am too tired now.”

“I can see that. Your voice is sexier when you’re out of breath.”

“W-wait!”

Yongu grabbed Irene’s hand and dragged her to the closest cheap hotel they knew.

***

A cheap, shady motel. Apparently, that hotel was famous for being a hot place for fuck. They rented various toys for sex, including condoms. Yongu and Hojin rented a bunny costume for Irene; of course, she was the one who paid.

Hojin and Yongu sat on the bed with their backs against the headboard. They wore nothing but their briefs. Both had a glass of martini in their hand, again, Irene paid.

Appearing in front of them, dancing on the bed, filled with humiliation, Irene swayed her body in that sexy bunny costume: strapless, tight black latex, fishnet stockings, and obviously a pink bunny ears headband.

For her life, Irene swayed her hips. The latex clinging to every curve as her thighs rubbed together.

Reminiscing about their past as rich men, they sipped their martini. Hojin caressed Irene’s inner thigh as he told her to dance closer.

Irene’s body was glistening, oiled. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. The squeak made by the latex was erotic.

“Enough with the dance,” said Hojin. “Get down.”

Nervously, Irene lay her back on the bed between Hojin and Yongu. Her eyes were shaking, staring at the disco lamp and violet light that bathed the room.

Hojin and Yongu put down their martini glasses and lay on Irene’s side: Hojin on her right and Yongu on her left.

“Hands up.”

Following Hojin’s order, Irene put her hands on her head, exposing her sweaty, clean armpits. Hojin sniffed Irene’s right armpit before licking it gently.

At the same time, Yongu did his favorite thing. He licked Irene’s left ear, skilfully licking the earlobe. Irene trembled when she remembered that her skillful ear licking came from Yongu.

“Damn~” Yongu said as he grabbed Irene’s inner thigh. “You maintain yourself well. Your legs are solid. Are you still dancing?”

“Y-yes,” Irene said, shyly. “Only to maintain my body.”

“Of course you do,” Hojin said. “You need to please your fiancé.”

“With this face, with this body, I bet your fiance fuck you a lot.”

“That’s the only good thing she had: a cum dumpster.”

Irene wanted to cry as they listened to them.

There was a zipper on the crotch part of the one-piece latex swimsuit, which was the part of the bunny costume. The zipper length was from just above the crotch back to above the butt.

While licking Irene’s armpit, Hojin sneakily reached Irene’s crotch, reaching the zipper. Slowly, he unzipped, revealing Irene’s clean-shaven pussy further to her clean butt crack and anus. Yongu remembered that Irene used to have a thin, trimmed bush, but it seemed like Irene waxed it clean to favor her fiancé and mock her for that.

At the same time, Yongu pulled the chest part of her costume, the stiff part that held and pressed Irene’s breasts, making them bloated. Irene sighed in relief as her breasts were set free. Hojin laughed at it. While Yongu kept licking Irene’s ear, his hand clawed at her right breast, twisting the nipple.

Irene was extremely restless as Hojin slipped his fingers into her vagina while Yongu kneaded her tit. They didn’t do it carelessly. They started it slowly, finding the right spot and the right move before shifting the gear. Since they knew Irene well, they found her sweet spot really well.

“Ouh~” Irene slipped out a lovely whimper. Hojin and Yongu laughed, knowing that Irene loved it. Even though she tried to deny it, her body couldn’t. At that point, Irene was at their mercy.

Ugh! This feeling! Why does it feel so good?

No! Get hold of yourself, BAE JOOHYUN!

Hojin and Yongu were so entertained watching the dilemma that was shown on her facial expression.

“Look at this slut,” Yongu murmured.

“You’re so wet down here,” said Hojin.

“Get on top of me.”

*SPANK*

“Ahk! Y-yes!”

Irene got up immediately. Hojin watched her climb on top of Yongu. Her latex was squeaking as it rubbed against Yongu’s skin.

Getting on his thighs, Irene lifted her ass a bit. Her right hand reached her butt, reached his big cock under his brief. Grabbing the meat, she led it into her pussy. “Uhm!” Irene slightly frowned when she plugged his cock in. After that, she gently pulled her butt down. Her pussy slowly swallowed his cock.

“Ouhh~ Fuck! I remember this tightness. Bounce. Don’t glide. I don’t want the zipper to hurt my crotch.”

“Y-yes.”

Irene’s hands landed on Yongu’s solid chest. Then, she lifted her ass until his cock was almost off her pussy before she slammed it down and slapped his inner thighs with her plump butt cheeks.

“Uhk!” Irene gritted. She lifted her ass and slammed it down again. “AHk!” Lifted. “Uhm...” Slam. “Okay!”

Yongu was entertained, but it was too slow for his liking. For Irene, that pace was what her fiancé liked, but not for her old customers.

“You call that riding?” Yongu protested. “Let me remind you how you used to gallop!”

“W-wait! Wait!! AHHKK!! HAhhh OUhKKK KKeeUUHH!!”

Yongu held Irene’s waist so tight that she felt like his fingers were piercing under her skin. He rocked her waist, boosting her speed, forcing her to bounce faster and harder.

“K-KAHH!! S-STAHP! AHhh AHH! I-IT’S TOO MUCH!”

Her breasts flapped violently. Irene dropped her jaw. Saliva splattering. She shook her head, denying the sensation. Her ponytail was undone, and strangely, her bunny ears stayed.

CLAP CLAP CLAP The sound of her plump butt cheeks hitting his thighs was crisp, especially because of the sweat. Only half of her body was oiled, and since Yongu used her hands to fondle her tits, his hands were smeared with oil, and since his hands were oiled, it was rather slippery on her latex, so he needed to grab her waist extra hard.

But, he didn’t need to guide her forever. Gradually, he lessened the strength of his grip on her waist. Instead of slowing down, Irene kept the pace. Her overwhelmed face turned joyful. Her tongue stuck out, dripping saliva. Yes! Her body remembered the way she galloped back in the day.

Watching her, Irene looked possessed. For Yongu and Hojin, it was an old friend.

“Yes... Yes... UhMMM!! *INHALE* YES!” The further it went, the more honest Irene was.

Irene felt so ascendant, especially because she only had boring sex with her fiancé.

Hojin couldn’t just watch when he saw Irene return to her old self. She indeed sold her body to be their sugar baby, but she also enjoyed the sex they had back then.

He took a sip of his martini, got up, and got behind Irene.

“Hold on!” He said as she stopped Irene from bouncing, which frustrated her. Hojin unzipped the bottom part further, revealing her entire butt crack.

When he pulled down his brief, he smirked as he watched Irene bite her bottom lip, waiting for him to plug his cock into her ass.

Couldn’t make her wait. Hojin lubricated his cock with his saliva and shoved it into her anus.

“OUHH!” Irene pouted as she arched her back, overwhelmed by the penetration.

“Goddamn! My cock is being sucked. *SPANK* Look at this pair. They are bigger than the last time I remember. Ahhh UhMM!! It’s so hard to pull.”

While Hojin was still struggling with Irene’s asshole, Irene was getting impatient. She started moving her hip and galloped. With two cocks inside her, Irene lost her mind. She went into a frenzy. With that rhythm, she bullied Yongu’s dick, slamming his balls with her weight, while Hojin’s cock was being dragged along.

Hojin didn’t want to lose. He grabbed Irene’s waist and put more strength to pump her ass. Irene giggled as her body felt electrified. When Hojin began moving his cock, it was then that the double penetration began.

“AHH AHKKK!! *GIGGLE* OUHHH!! HMMM UHMMFF!!”

Hojin unzipped Irene’s costume from behind, showing her oily back. As the latex came down, he cupped both Irene’s slippery tits and started playing with them. In sync, Yongu put his finger into Irene’s mouth, and she happily sucked it strongly, licking it as if it were the sweetest lollipop.

After a while, Yongu pulled his cock off Irene’s pussy. Without being asked, Irene went down between his legs and swallowed his cock entirely, giving him a deepthroat. Meanwhile, from behind, Hojin claimed her pussy and started pounding her from a steep angle.

“What a cunt,” Yongu murmured as he watched Irene, looking thirsty, sucking his cock. Her ass was deliberately high, and Hojin clapped her cheeks from above, making her back curve down awkwardly.

As the show was reaching its climax, no one was talking anymore. There were only groans and gasps.

Irene’s throat bulged around Yongu’s cock as Hojin’s ships pisteoned into her pussy, her ass jiggling, and every time his crotch clapped, her cheeks rippled.

“I’m coming! Ahh AHh! I’m coming!” Yongu said, urgently.

Irene pulled out. Then, she started stroking his cock furiously while deliberately pointing his glans at her face. A few seconds later, a load of thick white liquid slapped her face on the nose, dripping down to her mouth and chin, and ended up falling back to his balls.

“Fuck~” Yongu gasped, sounding satisfied. “That’s fucking good.”

Yongu was out, and now that Hojin had Irene for his own, he flipped Irene, making her lean on Yongu’s messy crotch. Yongu held Irene’s hands and let Hojin rough her pussy. Her arms were lifted, showing her sweaty armpit, and Yongu licked it. Hojin’s pounding was strong, making the bed creak, and that cum on her mouth dripping down to her cleavage, and flew further down to her belly.

Before she knew it, Hojin had reached his climax. He planted his cock deep and filled her pussy with his fresh cum. “A-auuhh!” Irene’s body trembled as she felt a warm liquid flood her vagina. She bit her lips, enjoying the moment.

At first, she thought she would borrow money from a loan shark to pay Hojin and Yongu so they would leave her alone for good. She believed one sex wouldn’t be enough, and they would ask for more. But now she was reminded how good having sex with them was, she changed her mind. She couldn’t help it, but she would keep in contact with Hojin and Yongu to satisfy her libido, something that her fiancé couldn’t do.

EPILOGUE

A grand wedding venue filled with white, a symbol of purity. The dress code was white, and even the wine served was white. The groom overdid himself, but he really liked the color white.

With hundreds of guests, Irene was standing in front of her soon-to-be husband. A pastor officiates at their wedding.

The guests consisted of the groom’s acquaintances, and none from Irene’s side was there. She didn’t want to take a chance since she was ashamed of her past.

After the pastor announced that Irene had officially become someone’s wife, Irene kissed her husband. The attendants rose and showered her with a round of applause. Irene looked happy.

“You’re the most beautiful today,” whispered the husband.

“Thank you,” said Irene, grinning the widest. It was the happiest moment in her life. My life is settled, so she thought.

After that, the MC led the event to the next section.

“What a beautiful couple we have today. I can see there are a lot of people here, but I heard that there are still some of their friends who can’t attend the wedding.

“Don’t worry. Since they love our couple so much, they leave congratulatory messages for them.”

Following the MC, a big screen was pulled above Irene’s and her husband’s heads for everyone to see. The projector was on. Everyone was waiting for it.

But what was shown on the screen wasn’t what they expected.

“HAhhh AHhh UhMMM~”

A series of lewd moans was blasted through the speakers, and a naked woman was shown her back. That woman was bouncing on someone’s lap with his cock plunging into her vagina. By the quality, it looked like a homemade sex tape.

Everyone gasped in shock. Irene’s eyes were wide open. She knew that voice! She knew that back.

“STOP! TURN IT OFF!” Irene screamed desperately, but everyone was bewitched by the video.

The camera was coming closer to the bed, to that woman in the video. When the video showed the face of that woman, everyone was speechless, betrayed.

That face that appeared on the video, the face that drooled over a man's cock digging into her vagina, the face the covered with sweat and strands of her damp hair stuck on her face, belonged to Irene.

“Tomorrow is your wedding day, but you call us to spend a night with you?”

“HAhh AHh I’m nervous. This is calming.”

“I guess you can’t live without our dick now.”

“Well, you two are exciting. Meanwhile, my fiance pfft boring.”

“But, is it okay if we keep cumming inside you? You might get pregnant.”

“HAhh Ahh No problem. I like it when you fill my pussy. Besides, my fiancé isn’t good-looking. Isn’t it better if my baby is handsome like you two?”

“Hahaha! Indeed!”

“Stop talking. Come at me harder.”

Everyone had their jaw dropped. Irene’s legs became weak, and she dropped. She looked at her husband’s face, and she could already see the trauma.

“Honey,” Irene called her husband, but he didn’t respond.

Irene was sure Yongu and Hojin were the culprits. But she didn’t know why they did that to her. She had been kind to them and had fun together.

The reason was simple. They didn’t want to see Irene above them. If she married her fiancé, she would be the wife of a rich family, and they didn’t want that.

Yes, they were petty.

“Honey,” Irene almost cried as she called her husband for the second time. But just like the attendants, they were glued to the monitor. Irene’s naked body was shown clearly on the screen. Eyes on the venue were judging her. The groom is a whore.

Suddenly, the husband held his chest. He was having a heart attack.

“HONEY!” Irene screamed frantically as he dropped on the aisle.

Unfortunately, he didn’t survive. He passed away on his way to the hospital. Irene ran away, didn’t dare to face his family. Hojin and Yongu were nowhere to be found. Irene was alone. The marriage wasn’t registered yet, so she wasn’t a part of that family. After that, Irene was having a hard time living. She had financial crises over and over again. She borrowed money from loan sharks but was unable to pay them. The loan shark had a way for Irene to pay her debt. Seeing how attractive she was, they planned to pimp her to a lot of rich customers. To her surprise, her first customer was her ex-fiancé’s father.

[END]

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sikumis

CASE #203

STARRING

HAERIN, EUNBI, WONYOUNG, YUNA, NANCY, NARA, NANA, KARINA, SEOLHYUN

A once-famous journalist, Lee Jinho, was sitting in his study. His glory days might be over, but his influence was among the top. There, he was reminiscing about his peak, listening to an audio journal he created back when he was still active.

(Audio only)

Jinho: “I almost screwed up. Last week was a surprise when our Minister of Foreign Affairs, Chohyun, visited me at my residence. He said he wanted to talk about an event, and he wanted me to be a part of it.

“Apparently, US Assistant Secretary of State for Educational and Cultural Affairs, Lemuel Haynes, will make an official visit to South Korea, and Kim Chohyun-nim is handling the welcoming.

“The country wants to keep our relationship with the US strong, including the cultural aspect. K-pop has become an important export commodity. Today, K-pop keeps growing in the US thanks to acts like BTS, BLACKPINK, and many others. We don’t want to just keep the momentum, but we want to push more.

“So, it’s important to make a good impression on this man, Lemuel. He can help us smooth the K-pop wave in the US.

“The thing is... I’m not helping on the surface, but more behind the scenes, outside the official event.

“Our Minister of Foreign Affairs knows our guest well, and he plans to give him a real taste of K-pop.

“And what I mean by real taste is... sex favor. He wants K-pop idols who can sleep with him, humoring him on his bed.

“Surprisingly, he knows my track record, and that was why he came to me. Because I have an established connection with idols and many celebrities in our country. By connection, yeah, dirt and stuff. He knows I’m the expert in making female idols strip their clothes and shake their pussies.

“I can’t refuse because if I do, he will put me in jail because of what he knows. He promises me full support if I help him.

“Since last time was a surprise visit, I was unable to record anything. Dealing with politics is dangerous. Having no security measure is a no no. So, today, I secretly recorded this meeting. Just in case I will get backstabbed or thrown under the bus, I will have this record to protect me.

“So, here we go, case number 203, entry number 1.”

(Fast Forward)

(Knocking sounds)

(Door clicked)

Jinho: “Ah! Chohyun-nim! Finally.”

Chohyun: “I’m not late, am I?”

Jinho: “Not at all. I’m the one who just came too early.”

(Chohyun chuckled)

Chohyun: “You and your lip service. Seriously, I apologize if I’m late.”

Jinho: “You’re such a busy person. It’s understandable. Please come in.

“Anyway, I hope you like the place I chose.”

(Door closed)

Chohyun: “I like the interior, it's awesome. Regal and gold. I feel like I’m in Europe. But, I know you chose this hotel not because of the interior, right?”

Jinho: “Of course not. Based on my experience, this hotel is the best at keeping secrets. They will not write our name in the booking system. They will write different names if we pay them more.”

Chohyun: “See? I’m not mistaken in choosing you. Still, booking this presidential suite must cost you hefty pennies for a journalist's paycheck. Don’t worry, I will reimburse you.”

Jinho: “Thank you, Minister.”

Chohyun: “So, how about our ‘menu’?”

Jinho: “They have waited on the next door, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Since I’m busy, let’s get into it immediately. Call them.”

Jinho: “Right away.”

(Phone beeping)

Jinho: “Call them in.”

Chohyun: “How do you choose them anyway?”

Jinho: “Well, I follow your guidelines and I try as best I can. If you want to serve Mr. Haynes our delicacy, we need to give him a variation.”

Chohyun: “Oh! Tell me about it.”

Jinho: “We will serve him three types of ‘dish’. First, busty idols. You know, big tits. Second, we’ll give him petite idols—shorts, thin, innocent-looking. And third, we have model-like flowers—tall and grown-up.”

Chohyun: “I see.”

Jinho: “I have chosen 9 final candidates for you to choose from each ‘dish’.”

Chohyun: “Anyway, do you get one of the BLACKPINK members?”

Jinho: “Unfortunately. Not everyone can be bought. I don’t have dirt on them. They are very strict on info.”

Chohyun: “Too bad. I like our most famous idol to serve our guest. But I understand. Some people are idealists.”

(Door clack)

Bodyguard: “Your ladies, Sir.”

????: “Excuse me. N-nice to meet you, Sir.”

(Women murmur)

Chohyun: “Oh, pretty. They are all pretty. Come in, come in. Don’t be shy.”

(Door closed)

Jinho: “You can line up there. Nice.

“Alright, ladies, I introduce you, our Minister of Foreign Affairs, Kim Chohyun.”

Women's voices: “Good afternoon, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Geurae, geurae.”

Jinho: “So far, you seem satisfied, Sir. You can’t stop smiling.”

(Chohyun chuckled)

Chohyun: “I do. I never knew we had a lot of pretty idols. Also, I like your choices.”

Jinho: “Thank you, Sir.”

Chohyun: “What are you waiting for? Introduce yourself.”

Eunbi: “I’m Kwon Eunbi.”

Nancy: “I’m Nancy McDonnie.”

Chohyun: “Are you mixed race?”

Nancy: “Yes, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Interesting. Next.”

Karina: “My name is Yoo Jimin.”

Chohyun: “Oh! I recognize her.”

Jinho: “Who? Karina—I mean, Jimin?”

Chohyun: “Yes, yes. My granddaughter idolized her.”

Haerin: “Annyonghaseyo. My name is K-Kang Haerin.”

Chohyun: “Don’t be nervous. Please, relax. Next.”

Wonyoung: “It’s Jang Wonyoung.”

Jinho: “You must know her, too.”

Chohyun: “I do, I do. I know Wonyoung.”

Seolhyun: “My name is Kim Seolhyun.”

Nana: “I’m Im Jinah.”

Nara: “Annyonghaseyo, I’m Kwon Nara.”

Yuna: “My name is Shin Yuna.”

(Silence)

Chohyun: “Everyone is pretty.”

Jinho: “We have quite a wide range of ages here. The younger is 19. Maybe amateur in bed, but isn’t that the charm?

The oldest is 34. Of course, they are seasoned.”

Chohyun: “I believe you.

“So, ladies, I believe you know what you are signed for?”

Nana: “Yes, Sir.”

Eunbi: “I-I do.”

Chohyun: “You will accompany an important guest. You will accompany the US Assistant Secretary of State for Educational and Cultural Affairs. You will sleep with a black man. And I heard his dick is quite big.

“Of course, if it’s work and Mr. Haynes is happy with what we serve, I will reward you. I promise I will help you and your agency to smooth your career.”

Karina: “Yes, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Good. You look determined. But I don’t see the same determination from some of you.”

Jinho: “Some want this opportunity and come here by their own choice, Sir. Some are forced here by their agency, who want a connection with you.”

Chohyun: “I see. That will be troublesome.

“You. You clearly are forced by your label to come here.”

Haerin: “I-I’m sorry, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Sorry? Why sorry? It’s me who is sorry. If you want to bail, now it’s the time.”

Haerin: “N-no, Sir. I-I will stay.”

Chohyun: “So, you are ready to take a big black cock into your pussy?”

(Haerin sobbing)

Haerin: “Yes, Sir.”

Chohyun: “What’s your name again?”

Haerin: “K-kang Haerin.”

Chohyun: “How old are you?”

Haerin: “19, Sir.”

Jinho: “She is from HYBE, Sir.”

Chohyun: “HYBE? Oh! That Bang Sihyuk bastard. You are connected to them, Jinho-ssi?”

Jinho: “Not exactly. But they once gave me an incentive in the form of... beautiful ladies. (Read Case #191)”

Chohyun: “That’s typical of them. That Bang Sihyuk always wants to get chummy with me.

“Alright, let’s continue. Where were we? Ah, yes. I promise I will help you with your career in this country. Including if you have a scandal, depending on how bad it is, I will help you. I hope that is a good incentive for now.

“I bet Jinho had told you. Unfortunately, I can’t bring all of you to his bed. Only three.”

Jinho: “I have explained the details to them, Sir. You can progress.”

Chohyun: “Good. Good. So, they know that this is an audition.

“Alright. We will begin.”

(Door opens)

(A lot of footsteps)

(Wonyoung gasps)

(Door closed)

Jinho: “These are the black men we paid. They have signed an NDA. So, don’t worry. They will not blackmail you into sleeping with them.

“As you see, they are black men. We choose them. They have a similar length and size to our guest’s dick. We have one for each of you. We’ll see how you take their dicks.

“Since our minister is busy, let’s get straight to it. Now, take off your clothes, all of you.”

(Rustles)

(Belts droppings)

(Unzipping)

(Thuds)

Chohyun: “You ladies all surely have good bodies. Even the petite ones are gorgeous.”

Jinho: “Feast your eyes, Chohyun-nim. This our country's delicacies.

“Wanna try to touch them?”

Chohyun: “Don’t need. Let’s begin.”

Jinho: “You heard him, Ladies. Get to your partner. One black man per lady.

“We want to see how you seduce your partner.”

(Giggles)

Chohyun: “Everything looks good. But I’m not an expert. What do you think, Jinho-ssi?”

Jinho: “You see, Sir, some of these ladies know how to seduce.

“Look at Karina. She only uses her eyes. She locks gaze with her target, and as his gaze is glued to her eyes, Karina points to her biggest assets, her tits, with her eyes, pointing him where to look.”

Chohyun: “I see.

“But, how about that girl. What’s her name again?”

Jinho: “Nancy.”

Chohyun: “Doesn’t she look awkward? Yet, the man looks attracted.”

Jinho: “Some men like being the predator, the superior. You see, when you seduce a girl, but that girl becomes too shy to even look at you, it just makes you more excited to chase her. Nancy is a bit inexperienced, so her awkwardness is natural. That man sees her awkwardness as cute.”

Chohyun: “Do you think it’s going to work with Mr. Haynes?”

Jinho: “I don’t know. You know him better, Sir. But consider that having women with the same exact trait might be boring.”

Chohyun: “Hmmm... Noted.”

(Kiss sounds)

(Moans)

Chohyun: “Oh~ She is so into it.”

Jinho: “Seolhyun is an expert, Sir.”

Chohyun: “I like her tanned skin.”

Jinho: “Me too.”

Chohyun: “We only told them to seduce, but we see everyone start kissing and touching.”

Jinho: “They want to impress you, Sir. Also, if the seduction progresses smoothly, what comes next is intimate touching or kissing. It’s coming naturally.”

Chohyun: “But, her kiss doesn’t look natural.”

Jinho: “Oh, Wonyoung-ssi? She is not that experienced.”

Chohyun: “Oh, you know? Did you fuck her? Just as expected.”

Jinho: “She is pretty, but she doesn’t know how to seduce properly. When the other start touching and kissing, Wonyoung just follows. That’s why it doesn’t look natural.”

Chohyun: “I see. But watching her small lips being devoured by those thick black lips is surely arousing.”

Jinho: “I know what you mean.”

Chohyun: “Her figure looks so small. She looks like a kid compared to that black man. It almost looks like a pedophile scene.”

Jinho: “That’s the charm. Should we progress, Sir?”

Chohyun: “Sure.”

Jinho: “Let’s move on. Ladies, now I want you to get on your knees and suck your partner's dick. Show me how you blow.”

(Grunting)

(Males moan)

(Whines)

Chohyun: “Haha, her mouth is too small for the size.”

Jinho: “Stop whining, Wonyoung-ssi. Put that thing into your mouth.”

Wonyoung: “Y-yes.”

(Wonyoung whines)

(Choked sound)

Jinho: “Good. Show us your determination. Suck that black dick harder.”

(Popping sounds)

(Wonyoung coughs)

Wonyoung: “Y-yes.”

Chohyun: “Please, no whining. Mr. Haynes doesn’t like to deal with it.”

Jinho: “You heard him. No crying. No whining.”

Eunbi: “Yes, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Oh, she is good with her tongue. Her grip on his shaft is firm.”

Jinho: “She is dominating her partner, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Being dominated, huh? I like that. Will it not be better if we put the dominating ones?”

Jinho: “Trust me, Sir. Rather than putting one type of slut, it will be much more tasty with variation.”

Chohyun: “Alright. I’ll trust you.

“What a pair. Look at that, Jinho-ssi. That black dick slides nicely between her tits. I can see the veins on them. The contrast between her fair skin and his black dick looks arousing.”

Eunbi: “Are you only going to watch, Sir? Why don’t you join us? I have spare attractions if you want to put your junior.”

Jinho: “Whoa, whoa. We’re here for the guest, Eunbi-ssi. Not to seduce the minister.”

Chohyun: “Hahaha, I like her attitude. Maybe later, Eunbi-ssi.”

(Yuna choked)

(Slurping)

Chohyun: “Even though she looks fragile, she sucks like a beast.”

Jinho: “Jinyoung-hyung trains her good.”

Chohyun: “Did Park Jinyoung fuck her own artists?”

Jinho: “Not all of them. Just some who are too ambitious. Like this one.”

(Yuna gasps)

Yuna: “So fucking hard. Feeling your fat dick throbbing inside my throat scares the hell out of me.”

Chohyun: “She lost it.”

Jinho: “Indeed.”

(Fast forward)

Jinho: “Alright. Now, ladies, I want you to go all four—doggy. And, gentlemen, put your black cocks into their pussies. Let them taste it.”

(Groans)

(Whimps)

(Moans)

(Nara giggles)

Nara: “So fucking big. O-oHHh~ Don’t be shy. Go all the way in. Uhmff!! Ffuckk!”

Chohyun: “She makes good expressions.”

(Nara moans joyfully)

Jinho: “I can say... She is genuine. She just loves dick.”

Nara: “HAhhh AHhh UhkKK!! Fuckk~ Keep it coming! Yes! HAhh AHH!”

(Slaps)

(Spanks)

Chohyun: “Just watching makes me horny.”

Jinho: “Perhaps you want to join, Sir?”

Chohyun: “Later. We must prioritize our work.”

(Haerin sobs)

Jinho: “I thought we told you no cry, no whine.”

Haerin: “I-I’m sorry, Sir.”

Jinho: “Is it too big for you? Even your partner pities you because he stops moving his hip. Do you want to drop out, Haerin-ssi?”

Haerin: “Please, don’t drop me. I-I can do better.”

Jinho: “Then move that ass. And you! Don’t stop pounding her. If you stop, she is eliminated.”

Haerin’s partner: “Y-yes, Sir.”

Haerin: “K-KKaahh! AHhh AHHH!!”

Jinho: “Smile, Haerin-ssi, smile. Our guest doesn’t like a whiny girl.

(Haerin muffled groans)

“Good. Keep it like that.”

(Fast forward)

Nancy: “So fucking big!”

(Nancy grunts)

Chohyun: “Her expression is so good.”

Nancy: “Thank you, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Your body is reacting well, too. Oh, gosh, you look like a pornstar.”

Nancy: “That’s *GROAN* because I love black dick, Sir. HAhh AHhh~ I have families in the US, and every time I—OuUHH~ Every time I visit, I visit one of my black friends and have fun with his dick. UgHH~ This is up to my alley.”

Chohyun: “I can see that.”

(Fast Forward)

Jinho: “Alright. Now I want to see you, ladies, to take the wheel. Go on top of your partner and give him a ride.”

Nana: “OuuHH!”

Jinho: “What? Too big for your crampy pussy, Im Jinah-ssi?”

Nana: “Ahk~ You bet.”

Jinho: “Come on, I thought you were more—“

Nana: “What? Slutty? A big dick is a big dick, Jinho-ssi. Uhkk~ I can’t feel my legs.”

Jinho: “Don’t give up. You know, you are one of my favorites, right?”

Nana: “I’m trying. I’m moving my ass. OuHHH!”

Jinho: “Yeah. That’s it. You’ve got this.”

(Nana groans painfully)

(Seolhyun giggles)

(Karina moans)

(Haerin cries)

(Wonyoung whining)

(Fast forward)

Wonyoung: “It’s hurt. It’s too painful, Jinho-ssi. I feel my vagina is being split open.”

Jinho: “You’ll get used to it. Don’t stop moving your ass.”

(Fast forward)

Chohyun: “Everything alright?”

(Karina moan)

Karina’s partner: “I think so. HAhhh Ahh. This bitch is sick.”

Chohyun: “It seems you are being dominated. The way she moves her hip is insane tho. Look, she doesn’t even care that I’m here.”

Karina: “You can’t help but touch my tits, right, babe? Touch them.

“Good. Stop being a pussy. Fondle me harder. Yes~ OuuHHH~ Good boy.”

(Clapping sounds)

Karina: “Yes! Yes! Yes! OuuHH!! Yes!”

Jinho: “The way her tits are flapping is godly.”

(Fast forward)

Jinho: “Let’s test your endurance. Ladies, lie down. Missionary. Gentleman, you may fuck your partner up to her limit.”

(Eunbi groans)

(Yuna yelling)

(Nancy gasps)

(Men grunts)

Nancy: “Oh~ fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!!”

Haerin: “Stop! Stop! I give up! You are hurting me. AHhh HAHHH!! Please, stop!”

Seolhyun: “Yeah, Baby. Keep going. You’re doing well. Ugh!!”

Yuna: “For fuck sake! Kk—euuhh!!”

Jinho: “Are you okay, Yuna-ssi? You look like you will faint any moment. Are you hitting your limit? Did you just pretend back there?”

Yuna: “No. No, Sir. I-I love black dick. T-this is nothing.”

Eunbi: “Ohh~ My head! It feels spinning.”

Jinho: “Oh, come on. Girls, you need to last longer.

“Gentlemen, put more effort!”

(Wonyoung whines)

Wonyoung: “Keeuhh! Mom! Dad! AHhhh AHHH!!”

Nara: “Oh fuck! OoUUHH!! FUck!! HAhhh AHH! So fucking intense!”

(Lot of gasps)

(Loud screams)

(Fast forward)

Jinho: “Thank you for your participation. Chohyun-nim and I will take your performance in this trial as a reference. We will call you when we have our decision.

“You can rest. Our minister has booked a special venue for you to relax. Please eat well and take care of your body.”

(Rustles)

(Zips)

(Chatterings)

Wonyoung: “I can’t stand. My legs are so numb.”

Nara: “Are you okay? Let me help you?”

Karina: “Look at how much he cummed! It can stop spilling from my vagina.”

Nana: “Your partner messed you pretty hard. Look at these cum on your face.”

Haerin: “Ugh, his cum stuck in my nostril.”

Nancy: “I drink cum too much. I feel nauseous.”

Seolhyun: “Jinho-ssi, what do you think? Do you think I have a chance?”

Jinho: “The final decision is up to Chohyun-nim.”

Seolhyun: “But he listens to you.”

Jinho: “In my opinion, it’s between you and Nara. But, I think she has more edge.”

Seolhyun: “Please help me. I need this connection for my career. I’m going to treat you good.”

Jinho: “Seolhyun-ssi, touching my dick will not help you. I have fucked you a lot. It’s not that exciting anymore.”

Eunbi: “How about me?”

Jinho: “Now what?”

Eunbi: “I did good, right?”

Jinho: “So did Nancy and Karina.”

Eunbi: “Oh, come on. My tits are bigger than theirs. You’ve felt them.”

Yuna: “Where is the minister?”

Jinho: “He is accepting an urgent call.”

Seolhyun: “You don’t look worried.”

Yuna: “I mean, my rivals (Haerin and Wonyoung) are crybabies. I got this in the bag.

“All those nights I was forced to sleep with that old Park Jinyoung finally bore fruit.”

Eunbi: “Good for you.”

Yuna: “You sound jealous.”

Jinho: “Ladies, please, no fight. Once again, I’m not the one who makes the final decision. Please rest. Thank you for your time. We’ll call you.”

(Fast Forward)

Chohyun: “It’s unfortunate that you were not chosen to accompany Mr. Haynes. Please don’t be angry at me.”

Haerin: “Of course not. Thank you for inviting me again, tonight.”

Chohyun: “You too, Eunbi-ssi.”

Eunbi: “It’s disheartening that I can’t give my country my service, but I’m glad I’m here with you tonight, Minister. You too, Jinho-ssi.”

Jinho: “Well, it seems like you two caught our minister’s eyes.”

Chohyun: “Just enjoy this, Jinho-ssi. Take this as a reward for your hard work.

“Now, ladies, you two may take off your clothes.”

Haerin: “Y-yes, Minister.”

(Rustling)

Chohyun: “What a rack. You see, Eunbi-ssi, you and Haerin look like a pair of mother and daughter.

“I’m sorry. Don’t be mad, but you look a bit ahjumma-ish.

“Once again. No offense.”

Eunbi: “None taken, Sir. I’m glad you like a mature beauty like me.”

Chohyun: “Indeed.”

(Match sound)

(Cigarette inhaled)

(Drink sip)

Chohyun: “Now, can you two start? I want to see you two kiss.”

Haerin: “Y-yes, Sir.”

Eunbi: “Don’t mess it up.”

Haerin: “I won’t.”

(Smooch)

(Eunbi humming)

Chohyun: “Magnificent.”

Jinho: “Making them roleplay as mother and daughter, then making them kiss, I don’t know, you have such a fetish, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Is it a fetish, tho? Hahaha.”

(Smooching louder)

Chohyun: “Oh, Haerin-ssi’s lips look so plump. The way Eunbi-ssi chomp them makes it look delicious.

“Haerin-ssi, can you suck Eunbi-ssi's nipple?”

Eunbi: “Don’t bite it, okay?”

Haerin: “I know.”

(Eunbi moans)

Chohyun: “Nice expression. Use your tongue more.”

Haerin: “Yes, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Eunbi-ssi, don’t be shy. Hug her.”

Eunbi: “Yes, Sir.”

Chohyun: “More intimate.”

Haerin and Eunbi: “Yes, Sir.”

(Fast forward)

(Slurps)

(Haerin moans)

Eunbi: “Look, you’re so wet down here, Haerin-ah.”

(Slurps)

Haerin: “Ohh~ Sunbae.”

Eunbi: “What? Are you embarrassed that I spread your legs in front of these gentlemen?

“I’m going to put my fingers inside you. I will make you feel good.”

(Harin grunts)

Chohyun: “Enough. Now, get on the bed.”

Haerin: “Y-yes, Sir.”

Eunbi: “Right away.”

(Rustling)

Chohyun: “What are you waiting for, Jinho-ssi? Join me.”

Jinho: “I don’t want to bother your entertainment.”

Chohyun: “What do you mean by bother? I invite two girls because of you. Come on. Don’t make me ask twice.”

Eunbi: “Come on, Jinho-ssi. Get on the bed.”

Jinho: “If you wiggle your ass to me like that, Eunbi-ssi, I can’t refuse it.”

(Rustling)

(Eunbi giggles)

Chohyun: “Should we go one-on-one or go foursome?”

Jinho: “Up to you, Sir.”

Chohyun: “Then, one-on-one. Let’s switch partners in the middle.”

Eunbi: “Good idea.”

Chohyun: “Why are you so quiet, Haerin-ssi? Do you not like to be here?”

Haerin: “No. It’s not like that.”

Chohyun: “Then, lift your ass for me.”

(Haerin gasps)

Haerin: “Y-you want to do it in the ass, Sir?”

Chohyun: “Is that a problem?”

Haerin: “N-no.”

Chohyun: “Here I go.”

Haerin: “K-KAAHH!!”

Chohyun: “Oh, so fucking tight. It’s so hard to push.”

(Haerin's painful groans)

Eunbi: “Oh~ She is crying.”

Chohyun: “Why? Is it painful? Don’t just nod. Answer me.”

Haerin: “Yes. Sir. It’s painful.”

Eunbi: “Alright, Jinho-ssi. It’s you and me again.”

(Smoochs)

(Slurping)

Jinho: “As sweet as I remember, Eunbi-ssi. You’re getting better. I bet you fucked a lot of important people.”

(Eunbi scoffs)

Eunbi: “Oh, shut up.”

Jinho: “Going to shut my mouth with your tit, huh? No complaint here.”

Eunbi: “Easy. Don’t bite me. UhmmmM~”

Jinho: “Delicious.”

Eunbi: “Now, embrace yourself. I’m going to ride your meat until you faint.”

Jinho: “Good luck with that.”

(Jinho groans)

(Eunbi groans)

(Haerin grunts)

Chohyun: “You keep crying, Haerin-ssi.”

Haerin: “I’m sorry, but it’s painful.”

Chohyun: “Don’t be sad. Tell me what you want to accompany me tonight.”

Haerin: “I-I want Newjeans, my group, to be clean from HYBE. I want to be able to—UUhKKK! I want to sing again on stage.”

Chohyun: “That will be a little tricky, but I’ll see what I can do.”

Haerin: “HAhh AHH T-thank you, Sir.”

Chohyun: “How about you, Eunbi-ssi?”

(Eunbi groans)

Eunbi: “Me, Sir? I want you to be an actor. HAhh AAHH, and I want you to support me.”

Chohyun: “Easy peasy. Now that you’ve told me your prize, you'd better give your best.”

Eunbi: “My pleasure.”

(Claps)

(Squeaks)

(Eunbi groans)

(Haerin whines)

(Chohyun gasps)

(Fast forward)

Jinho: “Case number 203, entry 10. It’s been 4 days since the visit from Mr. Haynes. I heard he was having fun with the ladies we chose.

“I was worried for nothing. I mean, if he dislikes the menu, I will be in trouble.

“This is the last entry for—“

Karina: “What are you doing? Oh, you’re recording your voice?”

Jinho: “Yeah. My habit. It’s a journal. Please, don’t make me stop you.”

Karina: “Okay.”

(Slurps)

Jinho: “Uhmm~ Watching you sucking my dick is so satisfying.

“Our Karina here is giving me a thank-you present for helping her be chosen as our ‘ambassador’.”

Karina: “Yeah, yeah. Enjoy it, Jinho-ssi.”

Jinho: “Come on, Babe. Get on top.”

Karina: “Oh, you want to be on the bottom, huh?”

Jinho: “Uh-huh. I want to watch your tits jiggling above my face.”

Karina: “Here, feast yourself.”

Jinho: “Whoa.”

Karina: “I’m putting it in. Ahk! Fuck!”

Jinho: “Why?

Karina: “My vagina is still sting.”

Jinho: “Did that man fuck that hard?”

Karina: “Yes. That Mr. Haynes. You have no idea how rough he is. I can still remember how his veiny black dick stabbed me. I thought he made a hole through my stomach.

“Me, Yuna, and Nara-unnie were having a hell.

“I can’t even get up on my bed the next morning. I can barely walk. I need to postpone some of my schedule.”

Jinho: “Alright. Stop talking and start moving that ass.”

(Karina groans)

(Bed squeaks)

Jinho: “Get down. Spread your legs.”

(Karina giggles)

Karina: “Here you go, Sir. Oh~ You put it so deep inside me.”

(Jinho moans)

(Wet claps)

Jinho: “I’m cumming! Suck it!”

(Slurping)

(Sucking)

Karina: “Ouh! What a slap. You really shot it hard on my face.

“Uhm~ Look how much you cum on my face. It’s dripping onto my tits.”

Jinho: “Stop talking. Clean my dick.”

Karina: “Yes, Sir.”

(Audio cut)

After he reached the end of his file, Jinho cleaned the cum that spilled from his dick. He felt a bit lonely that night, so he listened to one of the most memorable cases. It was memorable not because of the sex, but because he needed to deal with a political figure. One mistake and his career would be over. Thus, when he succeeded, the thrill filled him. He had slept with so many celebrities, but because of the thrill in that case, the sex felt far more amazing.

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PRINCESS NO MORE

STARRING

WONYOUNG

A sip of espresso to calm my nerves. Gosh, the night view from this office is magnificent.

The company is in all time busy and I have barely time for myself. It is late at night but I can’t even end the day yet.

We just debuted a five-member boy group and they are doing pretty well, not explosive, but steady. We have a pretty strong company-stan now, thanks to our recent success—notably to I’VE.

I thought we would not need to overly depend on I’VE after debuting a quite successful rookie but I guess I was wrong.

Especially Wonyoung, she has become an irreplaceable asset to our company because of her explosive popularity growth in recent years. It comes with a setback though. The company tends to treat her special—she became the princess of STARSHIP.

The special treatments came with costs. Wonyoung pretty much can do anything she wants in the company and no one dares to stop her. Well, they

We thought it would cost us dearly in the future and today, I think I got an example of the potential.

Afternoon earlier, I got a report that the boy group had a dispute—no, a fistfight internally, with each other. It happened in the backstage. From what I heard, the problem is Wonyoung.

How? Apparently, one of them confessed that he was dating Wonyoung secretly after being approached by her but then, he saw his teammate was texting Wonyoung and flirting with her. At first, he confronted his friend secretly, saying that he was Wonyoung’s boyfriend, and asked that friend to back off. But, the friend also confessed that he is Wonyoung’s boyfriend.

In their head, there was no possibility that Wonyoung was two-timing them at all. They didn’t believe their friends were Wonyoung’s boyfriend and just said they were delusional about each other. The conflict heatened. First, verbally fought, and then they started using their fists.

I can’t fucking believe they broke the no-dating rule and on top of that, they fought in a public space. After I got the report about the fight for the first time, I used almost all the connections I had to stop the journalists from publishing news about it and it cost time and an enormous amount of pocket money. There were also people at the scene I needed to bribe.

“Jang Wonyoung two-timed her junior!” that’s a mega headline.

Wonyoung could lose her IT girl status and that means doom for our company.

But, that is not the worst part. Apparently, after a deep talk with the other members, the others also confessed that they were Wonyoung’s boyfriends.

The fuck! I kept exclaiming that this afternoon. Not two but FIVE! All of them!

I had solved the information leak problem but this case? It’s a whole different level. They didn’t know how to treat the case, especially since Wonyoung is involved and is integral. They are afraid to antagonize her. In the end, I told them that I would deal with this moral problem myself, my way.

And here I am, a 43-year-old man alone at night, sitting at my desk, waiting for those five-fucking-retard in my own office.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Ah, that must be them.

“Come in!” I said that calmly even though I was boiling inside.

Ah, my suit is a bit messy. I need to appear clean and intimidating—need to fix it real quick.

There they are, five flower boys I hate the most today, wearing their casual clothes, faces bruised, walking nervously toward me. They stand in front of my table, like six steps away and it looks like they aren’t brave enough to come closer because of my enraged face.

It’s quiet in a big space office of mine. Let this quietness tell them how mad I am right now. The fact that I haven’t had my dinner even makes me even angrier.

Hmmm... It has been a while and I keep looking at them. Should I address the situation now? Right. I think it’s enough intimidation for now.

“Well?” a single word from me makes them flinched. Either my presence is a demon or they know how fucked they are. “You know why I call you here?”

They nod.

“Because of me dating Wonyoung-noona,” I still can’t really differentiate all of them easily but I am sure he, the one in the middle, is the leader. Since he is used to answering for us on behalf of the group, he is confident to talk first while the rest of his teammate is scared like abandoned kitties.

“Who are you claiming that?” I think he is the main vocalist. “Does Noona confess to you?”

“No. But it is just a matter of time. She is too kind to me. She shows signs (that she is interested).”

“I told you that you are just being delusional.”

“And who are you to say that?” And that is the lead vocal. “Wonyoung-Noona is just sweet to everyone. Aren’t you being delusional too?”

“She is especially sweet to me. You can compare it! And how about you?”

“You are all just being pathetic. You! You read my chat with Noona and you see yourself we are being lovey-dovey. Wonyoung-Noona sends me her selfie every hour.”

“Text? We even go to restaurant dates together!”

Fuck! Brats! They are fighting in front of me? I don’t believe they are this immature. Great! Now they are grabbing collars.

*TABLE SLAM*

Yeah, now they are scared.

How immature. I expected it but I didn’t think it would be this worse. Word may not change them. They aren’t mature enough to behave professionally—what are the trainers doing? They should teach them better.

Maybe I should just skip the fancy words and straight to the point.

Time to show them this—a red leash that connects to something under my table. The eye-catching leash grabs their attention. I stand up and suddenly, there is a whining voice from under my desk.

At first, they are shocked that I am wearing nothing on my bottom but then, it escalates rather explosively in a few stages.

Their eyebrows raise extremely when a pair of delicate hands appear from under the desk and grab my waist. A woman appears and blows my dick aggressively. All they can see is the back of her head but the black straight hair that looks so maintained and shiny may give a clue.

The leash is attached to the collar on her neck and I see the boys look disturbed—this kind of stuff is still too extreme for them, boys.

“Listen,” when I try to walk, this girl doesn’t let me. She whines again, begging me to stay still. “I don’t care if one of you or even all of you date Wonyoung. But, I want you to see this first.”

Leaving my table, I walk and stop in front of them. What pops out next breaks their world. From behind my table, JANG WONYOUNG, the girl they are fighting for, is walking on all fours like a lost kitty in a shocking appearance.

She is in full black lingerie with breasts and pussy parts exposed. Butt plug in her ass. There are numerous colorful degrading words on her entire body, from “JANG WHORE-YOUNG” on her forehead, to “CUM RAG” on her butt cheek, to “ATTENTION WHORE” on her legs, to “BALL LICKER” on her chin, and lot others.

Wonyoung is drooling like a dog—it even drips to the floor. There is a load of cum she keeps in her mouth and another one leaking from her vagina.

I pull the rope and Wonyoung falls. But, she gets up on all four again and continues to walk toward me.

What she is looking at intensely is no other than my erect dick. She is frantically chasing after it.

When Wonyoung finally catches my legs and is about to blow my dick, I push her face. She falls hard but gets up immediately. Again, she chases after my dick. I push her for the second time with my right food this time—basically kick her down. Wonyoung is whining with a cute voice and face yet I know she is frustrated. Again, she gets up and chases my dick.

The boys are too shocked to even close their mouths. Some of them are even about to cry. The dreamy girl they dreamed behave like a big-time slut, my personal slut. I shatter their dream but I want to turn it into dust.

I finally let Wonyoung suck my dick and she does it rough and sloppy. Fast and powerful, she makes a pull and hard push. Cocking with all her might with doe eyes. Her entire body is trembling in excitement. Wonyoung’s sloppy blowjob is so so so loud, wet, and echoed throughout the room. When she sucks, she does it wholeheartedly till her cheeks sink and her mouth makes loud suction sounds—which almost sound like farts. Sometimes she even sucks my ball too with the same intensity.

“My, my... Wonyoung-ah, it’s rude to ignore my guests.”

Wonyoung turns her eyes to the boys. Her mouth is still busy blowing my dick and there is no change on her face. Not a dust of interest showing on her pupil. She stares at them soullessly while keeping her head bopping.

They are still speechless whether from the shock or they are naturally got horny—I see bulges on all their pants.

“Boys, meet my ‘girlfriend’. What? Texting? Flirting? Dating?” I said it with an insulting tone. Then, I pull my dick. Wonyoung doesn’t want to be removed. She hates it when I pull her hate; she wants to keep sucking my dick.

“Uhh~ Isa-nim~,” Wonyoung cutely complained that I forcefully remove my dick from her mouth. He really has an addiction to my dick. It’s her drug and religion.

I rub my dick on her pretty face wholeheartedly. Since her face is small, it is easily got buried by my dick. Like a dog chasing its tail, Wonyoung opens her mouth and mindlessly chases my dick Sometimes she can kiss it or even put a little part of it in her mouth before I pull it away. She smiles as if it is a game.

“I’m sorry if she behaves like a literal dog. It’s been a while since we met. I’m busy and Wonyoung too has a comeback. She worried that I didn’t treat myself better because of my busyness. So, Wonyoung kindly visited me and cleaned my dick that I haven’t touched since the last time she ‘clean’ it.”

“Ne~ Isa-nim. Ah, I always miss your big bulging cock~” she is drooling again while licking my dick.

“You keep calling me Director (Isa-nim). I’m the CEO (sajang-nim) now.”

“DON’T FUCK WITH ME!” one of the boys, I think the main dancer, suddenly yelled at me. “You must have drugged her and raped her to the point she is broken!”

Well, that’s the only explanation they can accept. No way that kind and beautiful senior they adore behaves like an animal. I see his words lit the fire in their eyes.

“R-rright! Who are you trying to fool, huh?”

“You rapist!”

They start mocking me. One of them was even bold enough to approach me and pull Wonyoung away.

“I-isa-nim!” Wonyoung looks so hurtful to be separated away from me. She stretches her left arm, hoping for me to pull him but I don’t.

“Let’s go, Noona. We are here. Let's get out of this. We will surely punish that shameless man for raping you.”

Wonyoung’s expression changes. She looks furious. Strongly, she slaps that boy who drags her in the face. He falls flat on the floor. Then, she spits on his face.

The slap makes the others shocked and shut their mouth. Another of their reality being shattered. That kind of "Wonyoung-noona" they thought was resorting to violence.

Forcing her away from me greatly enraged her. One slap to the face isn’t enough to cool her. Wonyoung then goes to the other four. She kicks one on the crotch, and another one on his belly. When she is about to punch the next one, he and the last boy fall on their own. They are scared by her violence.

I see them making stupid faces, realizing how stupid they are. Now, it is actually sunk into their soul that the kind girl they like is a nasty slut.

They are trembling before her. Her stare can kill them. That is how much Wonyoung loves my dick.

It feels ticklish to see how hard she defended me. My ego is getting bigger. I can’t believe this girl, the most trendy girl in the whole nation at the moment, is my slut.

I come and hug Wonyoung from behind. Instantly, her rage dissipates. She moans hard and shrilly.

“What with the sound?”

“Your cock is touching my butt.”

“And does that make you aroused?” Wonyoung excitedly nods. Her tongue licks her lips as she closes her eyes. When her body trembles just by the imagination, I can tell she wants my dick inside her so much. “Should I pull the plug and go anal.”

Wonyoung, once again, nods. Her nods are mixed with light gasps as if she is a literal dog.

I rub my dick just under her labia and I can feel she is dripping down there. Wonyoung’s nipples are hardening.

Both Wonyoung and I are towering over them who still lying flat on the floor pathetically.

Wonyoung then kisses me and I kiss her back. We are giving a show. Aggressive with our mouths, we stumble. Losing our balance. Wonyoung even has his right foot on one of them, stepping it hard on his chest.

I can see various feelings mixed through their facial expression. Frustration, sadness... and there is also jealousy.

Pure love my ass. Men are men after all. They must have dreamed of sleeping with Wonyoung.

What a bunch of hypocrites. Not that I hate it. But, it makes me even want to stomp at them harder.

“How about this?” I’m about to give a proposition. “I know you are all hypocrites and prefer honest men. If any of you ever imagined to fuck Wonyoung, take out your dick and stroke them in front of her,” I pull the plug that covers Wonyoung’s ass. “And maybe... I will let you do THIS!”

“G-GGAAHHH~” Wonyoung’s body is arching and trembled greatly instantly after I shoved my dick into her anus. She let out a loud shrilling groan. Her mouth is wide open. Wonyoung’s face is filled with joy. She can’t stop smiling when I start pounding her. “YEESS! AHHH AHHH! OOUUHH!!”

I see them drooling over Wonyoung once again. That reaction her petite body makes when I fill her with my dick turns them tense. Still, there is still no one who takes out their dick as I proposed. They still want to pretend.

“Wonyoung-ah~ Look at these boys. Aren’t they cute?” Wonyoung doesn’t answer. She is focusing on ramming her ass onto my crotch. “Do you want to fuck them?”

“SHIREO!!” short, loud, and hateful. Wonyoung feels so disgusted just by imagining it.

“Will you fuck them if I ask you?”

Wonyoung whining again. “Shireo~! Don’t make me do that, Isa-nim!”

“What if there is a reward?”

“Ahhh ahhh a-ahhh~ A reward? What?” she is expecting something.

“Maybe one week trip alone with me? You can do whatever you want with me.”

“Really?” she is baited—she likes the idea. “I want three hours of non-stop anal. Can you give that?”

“I’ll give you four.”

“A-ahhh~ And w-we will do that all day for one week?”

“At my personal villa. Indoor... or outdoor. Clanking our wine glass. Fancy stuff. Beautiful view. And... as promised, four hours of non-stop anal each round. We’ll fuck, rest, repeat.”

“Then YES! Yes! I want that!” Wonyoung looked blinded by the plan. “I’ll fuck them! I’ll really fuck them, Isa-nim.”

There, I set a game. The look in their eyes changed.

“Not so fast, Wonyoung-ah. We need to see their effort.”

While watching me annihilate Wonyoung's ass, they are thinking hard.

There... One boy took out his dick. Following suit, the others also unzip their pants and start stroking his dick. I strip their last dignity. Now they know each other better that they are just a bunch of horny boys. I take it as a team building because if they know each other shameful past, they will start respecting each other.

As they start stroking, I pound Wonyoung harder. She screams like a bitch and I shut her mouth with my right fingers. I feel the cum I told her to keep in her mouth is disappeared.

Wonyoung legs are weakened. Eventually, she drops. Her right knee is between the legs of one of the boys who look extremely intense as Wonyoung’s breasts are flapping violently just above his dick. He tries to sneakily touch her left breast but Wonyoung slaps his hand away.

“No one touches my girl until I said otherwise. Do that again and not only I force you to resign, but I will also shove your own contract straight to your ass,” Wonyoung looks happy that I take her side.

Getting rougher with my humpings, Wonyoung can hold herself straight. She puts her left hand on that boy’s chest while I pull her right one. All of them, especially the boy under Wonyoung, look stressed. Their libido must be sky-high but all they can do is stroke their dick.

But, I can still see a ray of hope. They think, if they amuse Wonyoung with their dicks, I will let them fuck her. No! Like I said, she is my bitch! My cum dumpster! Only I am allowed to use her holes. My promise? That’s just an empty promise. I can’t wait to spit it on their face—showing them who’s the boss.

But first, let me torture them.

“Wonyoung-ah~” I sweetly call her.

“Yes, Isa-nim?”

*SLAP*

I hit her right cheek. A hard slap that almost throws her body. Wonyoung’s cheek is bright red and a bit swollen. Her eyes are unfocused. I spit on her face and slap her again—this time on the left.

Again, I slap. One more time. Harder. Again!

Those boys look so irritated that I can do whatever I want to Wonyoung. Seeing the girl they like being slapped in front of them must be infuriating but they can’t do anything. Even if they help, Wonyoung will not appreciate it.

Both Wonyoung’s cheeks are swollen and red from my slaps. Her hair was messy and she looked about to faint. But, she just smiles at me. Wonyoung just likes anything I do to her body.

I choke her tight and strong. Those boys gasp. Come on, I dare you to stop me. They are hesitating, thinking it is just a kinky play. But, Wonyoung becomes harder and harder to breathe. They look so worried.

Wonyoung doesn’t say anything. Even though she smiles, she can’t hide that she is also hurt.

Laughing in silence, I release her. Wonyoung drops on that boy’s top but he is not sure whether to touch her or not.

Wonyoung is coughing hard and looking for air. That defenseless girl looks so fine and the boys know it. Tall, petite, pretty, and naked, I can see their dicks are twitching hard.

“Ugh!!” I pull the leash. Wonyoung’s neck is choked once again. Grabbing her hair, I shove her small face onto my crotch once again.

“Wonyoung-ah, I think you did a terrible job cleaning my dick. It’s still dirty.”

I haven’t cleaned my dick myself since forever. After Wonyoung became my slut, I only clean my dick and ass with her mouth. But, she was busy with her comeback and I think that was why she teased this boy. If it is an addiction, then what Wonyoung felt is the withdrawal symptoms.

“Really? Let me clean it again, Isa-nim,” even though she is tired after the kinky slaps, Wonyoung looks as thrilled as ever when it’s involving my dick.

“Right here. Look closer,” I said.

Wonyoung comes closer, walking on her knees.

“Eodi?” she said cutely. Her tired face looks playful as she dives into my crotch.

Wonyoung spits on my crotch and then sweeps it with her face like a rag, from my V-line to the part under my dick. With her cheeks, nose, forehead, and even her eyelids, Wonyoung uses any part of her face to sweep my crotch. Her face is now shiny due to how much she spat on my crotch.

Right, I haven’t had time to wash my butt properly too.

I lift my butt for a moment and put it on her face. My weight forces her down. Her body bends but does not fall. Without my order, Wonyoung already knows what to do. I feel her tongue freely rimming my arse. It is an awkward position—she, between my legs, with face buried in my ass. Meanwhile, my ball is sitting on Wonyoung’s head.

The boys look at me in envy. They start to stroke harder. I tease them by shaking my butt, rubbing my dirty butt crack on Wonyoung’s face.

Every time I go hard at Wonyoung, they are always torn between annoyed and horny. It is so fun to tease them.

Getting naughty, I slowly descend to my bottom. Wonyoung is surprised. She is pressed by my butt against the floor. From sitting on her knees, she falls on her back. Eventually, I sit on her face.

Without holding myself, I let my weight crush her face. Wonyoung’s body is trembling. I can feel her grunting on my ass. Her breathing starts to mess up. It’s the second time she choked on top of being crushed.

But still, even in this situation, I can feel her tongue licking my anus frantically.

The boys look like they want to eat me alive for going brutal on Wonyoung. But, no one tries to stop me. Their career is more important than what they call “love” LOL. They should see the idiotic face they make right now. Being exposed again and again, I will be embarrassed seeing myself in the mirror—if they are smart enough to realize it.

Huh? Crap. Her breathing starts weakening.

The moment I lift my butt from Wonyoung’s face, she gasps so loudly, desperately looking for air.

Still, she smiles at me.

I’m a bit tired and I think I have the boys occupied for quite a time now. Maybe I should finish the lesson.

“You guys...” they don’t answer back immediately. “... Lift Wonyoung for me.”

At first, they are hesitant but in the end, they follow my order with grumpy faces. They are dying to touch Wonyoung. I can see them trying to hide their excitement as they lift her up.

Together, they hold Wonyoung in front. As I ordered, they spread her legs wide, from end to end. Wonyoung isn’t that flexible so her legs are trembling like crazy when they force it to spread. Meanwhile, Wonyoung is grabbing their necks to stabilize her position.

Those boys become even more nervous as they are now skin-to-skin with Wonyoung. I can see their dicks twitching even wider by itself, almost like ghosts stroking their dicks.

Wonyoung looks at me flirty. Even though she looks dead tired and battered up, she can still put on a naughty smile to attract me.

I come and kiss her, eating her chin a whole. As I press forward with my lips, the boys are holding their position. The shakiness of Wonyoung’s position gives a unique experience.

Kiss breaks. Wonyoung’s eyes doe-d as our lips are separated. She licks the silver line made from our saliva. Her lips are shiny and a bit swollen after my aggressive kiss.

She looks so ready for my dick. Thus, I give her what she wants.

“A-aahh~”

What a lovely voice she makes; what a lovely expression she makes. It thrills me. Wonyoung has that lewd face that asking for abuse.

I pump forward. The boys are firmly holding their pose while Wonyoung is screaming moaning next to their ears. I can see their feet are shaking. Their heart is ripped even deeper and crueler, watching their dreamy girl behaving like that.

But, they are invisible to Wonyoung. All she sees is me.

“Ahhh AHhhH~ Ouuhh~ More~ More~ Give me more Isa-nim~” she sticks out her tongue, dripping saliva from its tip. Her eyes are rolling upward.

The boys become shaky. I can’t get a firm grasp but still finely stabbing my girl.

Wonyoung’s hug becomes tighter when I go harder as I go. Sometimes she hiss right through one of the boys' ears—the one that I can’t see because her body covers him.

They become mutes and just watch me abusing their dream girl with defeated faces.

I pump Wonyoung in fury. Her pussy is a bit loose than the last time I remember—maybe I shouldn’t have fucked her so many times. Still, it tastes like heaven. On top of her being young, her horny expression makes me passionate.

Constant and hard, I pound her. Pound and pound. Pound and pound. Wonyoung is loud despite being tired. Her hip starts twitching. I can feel her cum coming and dripping. This girl is helpless, can’t live without my dick.

My dick starts throbbing too and it gets harder and harder. I grunt. My muscles are tightened.

Then, it feels like I stretch a rubber band and let it loose. Following that brief sensation, I erupt a massive amount of cum into Wonyoung, filling her with my seed.

“O-ohhh~” I can’t stop myself from moaning through this heaven. Me and Wonyoung moan in sync.

What can I do is instinctively push the cum I store into her vagina. It keeps coming. Right, only she can make me cum this much.

After I feel I have unloaded all I have, I pull my dick. Apparently, my dick is still dripping cum.

The boys put her down. Wonyoung weakly sits. She checks her pussy and brightly smiles when she sees white thick liquid leaking from her pussy.

Doesn’t want to waste it, she sweeps the cum on the floor with her fingers and lick it.

“You cum so much, Isa-nim. What if I got pregnant again? It will be the fourth time,” she looks so worried that her body will change if she is pregnant.

“Then, get an abortion. Like you usually did.”

The boys aren’t even shocked anymore.

With everything that I have shown them, Wonyoung is a princess no more. The funny thing is that they keep stroking their dick, hoping they will get a turn—what a bunch of losers.

I am tired.

And hungry.

I sit on my desk next to my nameplate made from the finest wood with gold glitter—my pride. There is a single packaged corndog that my assistant had reheated by microwave for my dinner. Too bad it’s cold now. But still, I can still have it as my dinner. Right, I always love this street food.

While I eat the corndog, Wonyoung is cleaning my cum on the floor. She licks them deliciously and traces them back to me.

Without me realizing, I have cum spilled on my left toe too. Wonyoung just blatantly sucks my toe. Even when she has cleaned the small spot of the cum, she keeps licking my toe in detail—sweeping the gap between the toes with her tongue.

The boys are still there. Keep watching. Keep stroking. Holding their breath.

“That’s enough from me. You can flirt with Wonyoung or even date her for real but only I can fuck her. Now, dismiss!”

“B-but, s-sir...” they look disappointed. Of course, they expect me to let them fuck Wonyoung. I don’t need to address it back. What I just need to do is mock them with my victorious smile. They realize it’s just an empty promise. Foolish, hahaha.

The boys turn around and make their exit. Even their backs look pathetic.

Suddenly, I hear Wonyoung’s belly grumbling. Right, we’ve been in my office for hours. We still don’t have our dinner. I think I can share my corndog.

Wonyoung looks at me, looking at me stroking my dick, squeezing every last drop of cum in my dick. Apparently, there is still a lot. I pour my cum to the corndog as if it is a sauce. Put a lot lot lot of it until almost the entire upper part of the corndog is covered with my “special sauce”. Wonyoung sits her chin on my knee, waiting for me to serve my menu.

The size of the corndog is so big, almost thrice of my dick. Nevertheless, I feed her my corndog. Wonyoung opens her mouth as wide as she can but it doesn’t fit. With my strength, I force it in. Finally, it plugs in. Wonyoung can’t move her lips because of the size of the food. The white sauce smeared all over her upper lip.

After a great struggle, she can bite the corndog. I can see a stretch in her mouth. It’s too slurry for the mozzarella; it’s my thick cum, mixed with sausage, cold mozzarella, and the bread part.

Without realizing it, I am holding my breath watching her eat a mere corndog. Ah, this slut makes me hard again.

[END]

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Exactly half an hour ago, you’re just minding your business with the plethora of groceries in your cart when your phone vibrates and sees her name and that text that makes you exhilarated all of a sudden.

coldfanbou

Lewd Thoughts about Eunha going to a swimming pool at night, not expecting to see people already there swimming naked?

Fun fact, a lot of the Summer Vibe outfits were swimsuits

yodatzutzu

little dragon | yeji x male reader

Also available in Fanprose!

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A sleek manila folder slid across the hardwood table before it hit the glass of the Old Fashioned, stopping it on its tracks. A tall tattooed man with an evident scar on his right eye,carefully sat down across the table as he watched the leather chair slowly spin around to face him. "I found the file you were lookin' for, it looks like the dragon is back in her cave."

An old man with multiple scars painting his face, his gold tooth showcased as he smirked at the man in front of him, before he picked it up and browsed the dossier. Her profile and multiple pictures of her from grainy cameras were inside.

NAME: Hwang Yeji (황예지)

CODENAME: DRAGON

AFFILIATION: Ruska Roma (formerly) / ITZY (unknown)

PLACE OF BIRTH: S. KOREA

AGE: 26

HEIGHT: 5'6 (167 cm)

DESCRIPTION: Orphan taken in by the Ruska Roma where she was raised directly under the director's supervision. Known to be loyal, ruthless and agile, often underestimated by other agents. Excels in stealth missions and close quarters combat.

LAST SEEN: SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA

igotyupls

From Stress To Bliss

[[kinda sucks pre disclaimer ig, it got lame, i lost my touch apologies people.] WC: 1878 It had been a long, exhausting day for Y/N, the up-and-coming 4th gen idol. The constant pressure of maintaining his image, the gruelling schedules, and the relentless hate, criticisms from fat ass keyboard warriors and the other torment from the public had taken a heavy toll on him. As he trekked back to his apartment, all he wanted was to collapse in his bed and escape the stresses of his demanding career.

Little did he know, his girlfriend Hanni had other plans. The petite, hottie idol had noticed her boyfriend’s low mood and was determined to lift it even amidst of her skyrocketing career. She had been waiting patiently for him, her heart racing with anticipation and a naughty glint in her eye.

As Y/N unlocked the door and stepped inside, he was immediately yanked in a warm hug. "Babe, you're home!" Hanni called out , her voice filled with genuine concern. "I've been waiting for you. I can tell you've had a rough day." She pulled back slightly to stare up at him, her delicate features scrunched in a pouty frown.

Y/N couldn't help but feel a burst of love for this tiny girl who knew him so well. "Yeah, it's been a real shit show," he murmured relaxing his shoulders. "I just want to forget about it all and relax."

Hanni's pouty lips turned into a sly smile. "Well, I think I know just the thing to help you relax," she murmured smooth like a cat, her fingers trailing down his chest. Without letting him reply , she got up on her tippy toes and put her lips on his, tongue sliding out to play with his.

Y/N was caught off guard, still jumpy from his hectic day, but he quickly melted into the kiss, his arms encircling Hanni's non existent waist, pulling her closer. The regular scent of her perfume and the softness of her body against him making him hard and lovey all at the same time.

As they pulled back, both panting slightly, Hanni looked up at him with lusty eyes. "Let me take care of you, baby," she murmured, her fingers quickly unbuttoning his shirt. "I want to make you feel good."

Y/N couldn't stop a pleased hum as Hanni's thin fingers touched his bare chest, her touch making his dick rock solid in blank time. "Fuck, Hanni," he murmured, his hands sliding down to grope her hips. "You're so damn hot, irresistible even."

Hanni giggled cuntily, her teeth softly biting his earlobe. "That's the point," she whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear. And then without a warning, she’s dropping to her knees, her pretty eyes locked to his as she slowly unzips and unbuckles his belt and zipper.

Y/N's heart hammering in his chest, dick trying to rip out of its confinement as Hanni's skinny fingers gently touched his hardening dick. "Hanni..." he grunted , his fingers messing up her soft hair.

"Shhh," she hushed him, her tongue poking out to kitten lick the tip. "Just let me take care of you, baby." With that, she gobbled up half his dick in the warm, wet cave of her mouth, her eyes shiny with teenage hormones

Y/N's head fell back, a horny moan echoing as Hanni's tongue swirls and licks his leaky tip. The tension and stress of the day leaving his body and getting replaced by a rising tide of horniness that is about to eat him up.

Hanni's movements were slow and on purpose, her eyes never leaving his face as she worked him with practised precision like a hitman. She knew exactly how to drive him nuts, alternating between long, lazy licks and teasing flicks of her tongue, almost like a snakes slither.

Y/N's fingers scrunched in her hair, his hips bucking unintentionally as his body tightened in the underbelly. "Fuck, Hanni... I'm not gonna last," he groaned, his voice graty with lust.

Hanni hummed around him, the vibrations sending his nerve endings going nuts through his body. She sped up her pace like the tiktok edits of songs, her head bobbing in tune that only she hears as she takes him deeper.

Y/N's world shrunk until the only thing on his mind was Hanni's mouth on Y/N junior, the tension in his balls growing and growing until finally, he cums with a warcry, his semen shooting down her throat.

Hanni swallowed every last drop, her eyes shiny with happiness at getting Y/N to relax. As Y/N's shaking lowered, she slowly pulled back, licking her lips with a happy hum. "Feel better, baby?" she cooed, her voice dripping with confidence.

Y/N could only nod, his mind still foggy from the orgasm. "Damn, Hanni... That was... incredible," he murmured, his breathing still panting.

Hanni beamed, clearly pleased with herself. "I'm glad I could help you chill out," she said, getting to her feet and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "Now, why don't you go get comfortable while I reheat something to eat? You must be hangry."

Y/N couldn't help but chuckle at her endless energy. "You're the best, you know that?" he murmured, pulling her into a tight hug, chin resting on her head.

Hanni giggled, her arms wrapping around his waist. "I know," she teased, pressing a tiny kiss to the tip of his nose. "Now go, I'll take care of everything."

With a satisfied sigh, Y/N stepped out of his pants at his ankles and allowing Hanni to drag him towards the bedroom, his heart all fuzzy with love and thankfulness for this amazing girl who made this shit of a day so much better.

As he got onto the bed butt naked while tossing his unbuttoned shirt across the room, his mind thought about how lucky he was to have Hanni in his life. She was his rock, his best friend, and the one person who could always make him feel better, no matter how rough the day was, even with her career that is more famous than his ever will be.

Lost in his head, Y/N didn't notice Hanni's come in until she was standing before him, a tray of reheated left overs, "Dinner is served, babyboo," she stated, her voice all lovey dovey,

Y/N's stomach squeezed and made noise in response, as he gave her a big smile. "You really are the perfect girlfriend, you know that?" he said, pulling her down beside him.

Hanni giggled, snuggling up to his side. "I do my best," she murmured, her fingers drawing on his chest. "Now, eat up. You're going to need your energy for later."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, a teasing grin on his face. "Is that so?" he teased, his hand sliding down to squeeze her thigh.

Hanni's breath jerked softly, she leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Oh, you have no idea, baby," she whispered teasingly, smooching his ear tip. "The night is still young, and I'm just getting started." she murmured, pressing a rough kiss to his lips, turning him on more than before. As their makeout grew longer, Y/N put the tray of food on the nightstand blindly,

before Y/N's hands got all up on Hanni's small frame, ready to touch every inch of her. He gaped at how perfectly she fit into him, her soft skin, smooth curves morphing into his bigger, more harder frame.

Hanni let out a soft, relaxed sigh, her fingers fistimg in his hair as she shoves herself closer. The tray of food left to get cold.

Y/N's lips moved down her neck, pulling a shiver from Hanni. "You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his voice low and grating with horniness. His hands snaked up her dress, stroking the smooth skin of her back.

Hanni pushed into his palm, a moan leaving her lips. "Y/N..." she croaked out, her nails scratching his scalp. "I want you so badly."

The raw lust in her voice sends testosterones rushing everywhere in Y/N's body. He came back up to her lips, his tongue sliding in her mouth and dancing with hers as his hands quickly got to work unbuttoning her dress.

Y/N's hands raved over her body, memorising every slide, dip and bulge. Hanni's breath shaky as he cupped her small tits, his rough thumbs teasing her sensitive nipples.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," Y/N hummed, his lips going back down her neck to bite at the pale skin. Hanni's back now arching, her hands sliding down his head to his shoulders, nails digging as waves of hormones went erupting inher.

"Then take me, Y/N," she cooed, her voice drizzling with need. "I'm yours."

Y/N almost leaped forward, kissing her roughly as he slowly lined his dick to her dripping cunt,

Hanni's breath getting stuck in her throat, her eyes blinking shut as she took in the feeling of him balls deep in her. Y/N stopped, letting her adjust to his size, his forehead resting against hers.

"You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his hips rocking in a gentle sway. Hanni let out a soft moan ’mmm’, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him closer.

But soon Their movements grew more wild, the room filled with the sounds of their shaky breathing and the slide of skin on skin. Hanni's nails scratching down Y/N's back, bringing a groan from the deep end of his vocal chord.

"Fuck, Hanni," he panted, his pumps becoming more unstable as the squeeze in his stomach get tighter and tighter. "I'm not gonna last much longer."

Hanni's eyes opened teasingly, her lips changing into a cunty smile. "Then don't hold back, baby," she purred, sounding more like a cam girl then the innocent idol she acts like on camera, her hips rolling in sync with his. "I want to feel every last cum shot."

Y/N's control snapped with her slutty words, as he pounds into her, his only thoughts are of Hanni's body and the sound of her breathless mewls.

Hanni met his every pump, her pussy clenching around him as she scoot closer and closer towards her own orgasm. The room was thick with the smell of their fucking, and the bed creaked under their frantic pumps and rolls.

Finally, with a panting groan, Y/N reached his max, his hips shuttering as he spurt deep inside Hanni. The feel of his hot seed filling her sent Hanni tripping over the edge, her body shaking and twitching with the force of her orgasm.

They clung to each other, their limbs tangled, as the aftershocks of their orgasms ripped inside them. Hanni's fingers writing and drawing soothing patterns on Y/N's back, her lips pressing soft kisses to his sweat-y forehead.

"That... was incredible," Y/N murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Hanni giggled, giddy inside with a mix of satisfaction and love.

"I told you I'd take care of you, didn't I?" she teased, her fingers running down his chest. Y/N chuckled, pulling her even closer and putting a soft kiss to her lips. As their pants slowed and heart rates went to normal, They relaxed in the afterglow of their fucking. Air still heavy with the smell of semen, sweat and the sound of soft sighs and breaths, relaxing Hanni’s mind raved over everything and nothing, while in turn Y/N's fingers messaged her temple lazily, as they softly drifted to sleep, food gone cold on the nightstand.

urban-mecha

Divine Spark: Are All the Boys Out Here The Same

This is probably the lewdest story I’ll ever write

thesilentakuma

Spa Night Gone Wrong

TW: NON-CON | Don't Like It, Don't Read It.

HaYeon × M!Reader

The scent of lavender and eucalyptus hangs thick in the air, a cloying sweetness that’s supposed to soothe. I watch her from behind the reception desk, the way she pads in barefoot, her hair tied up in a messy bun, a cheap mask from a pharmacy covering half her face. But I’d know those eyes anywhere. I’ve watched her fancams enough times. Hayeon, from tripleS.

nakkominju

Tulle

~8.2k words

ILLIT MINJU x Male Reader

A/N: This was for a fun writing challenge created by @prael over on fanprose for Minju's birthday, go check it out!! Little nervous since it's my first time I'm writing one of my ults, so I hope it turned out well!!

She is the one.

That was the sole thought on your mind as you watched her grace the stage for one last time tonight.

Minju smiled as she held her microphone, “And that was our wonderful 2025 KBS Gayo Daechukje! Thank you so much to all the amazing artists and to you, our beloved viewers! Good night!”

Her co-host added his closing remarks, but your eyes were locked on her in that dress. The green dress was made up of layers upon layers of tulle, making it look like cascading water every time she moved. She was stunning, shining brightly as she owned the stage. Crazy to think how two nights ago this was the same woman that was curled up to you on the couch, super stressed out as she went over her cue cards.

autumnyacorn

ULTIMATE CHARGEEEE!

reader x various kidols (ITZY's Yuna, LESSERAFIM'S Chaewon, Kazuha, Yunjin, IVE's Yujin, Rei, Wonyoung, aespa's Karina, Soloist Eunbi)

~1456 words

Tags: crack, isekai, tower defence

A/N: written for @dimp1ez's crack challenge on fanprose, check the fic out here too! idk what happened, but I hope you have a good laugh~

The moment the light around you disappears, you know something is wrong.

One second you were a normal guy crossing the road. The next, truck-kun hits you.

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