The sunlight filtered through the large windows of Seoul National University's literature department, casting a warm glow on the aged wooden desks. As I, the new English literature professor, stepped into the room, I was greeted by a chorus of whispers and curious glances from the students. Among them, a striking figure caught my eye—Chaehyun, a petite Korean girl with brunette hair and almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with intelligence. She was 18, the perfect age of innocence and curiosity.
Our first encounter was during office hours. Chaehyun strolled into my office, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor. She was dressed in a simple white blouse and a knee-length skirt, her feet adorned with delicate black stockings. Her eyes met mine, and I could see the wheels turning in her head.
"Professor," she began, her voice soft yet confident, "I need help with my essay on erotic literature."
"Erotic literature, huh?" I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. "That's a bit... taboo, isn't it?"
She smiled, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Maybe, but I find it fascinating."
Over the next few weeks, our meetings became more frequent, and the topic of our discussions veered towards the explicit. I found myself drawn to her innocence, her eagerness to learn about the darker side of human desire. One day, as she sat across from me, her foot tapping nervously on the floor, I decided to take a risk.
"You know, Chaehyun," I said, my voice low, "sometimes words aren't enough to express certain... feelings."
Her eyes widened, but she didn't look away. "What do you mean, Professor?"
I stood up, walked over to her, and placed my hands on the arms of her chair. Leaning in, I whispered, "I think you know what I mean."
She swallowed hard, her breath hitching slightly. "I... I think I do."
Our first kiss was tentative, a soft pressing of lips that quickly deepened into something more passionate. Her hands gripped my shirt, and I could feel the heat radiating from her body. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, tasting her, teasing her. She moaned softly, a sound that sent a jolt of desire straight to my cock.
I broke away, my breath ragged. "Do you like that, Chaehyun?"
She nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. "Yes, Professor."
I smiled, my hands moving to her blouse. "Good. Because I'm going to make you feel so much more."
I unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lace bra and the soft curves of her breasts. I leaned down, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling until she was arching her back, her fingers tangled in my hair. I pinched her other nipple, rolling it between my fingers until she was squirming in her seat.
"Professor," she gasped, "that feels... that feels so good."
I grinned, my cock throbbing in my pants. "We're just getting started, sweetheart."
I unzipped her skirt, sliding my hands up her thighs. She was wet, her panties soaked through. I rubbed her clit through the fabric, making her moan and grind against my hand. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight pussy clench around me.
"Fuck, Chaehyun," I groaned, "you're so wet."
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. "I want to taste you, Professor."
I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. "Is that so?"
She nodded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Yes. Please."
I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my cock. It was hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. I guided her head towards it, and she tentatively licked the tip, her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. I groaned, my hands fisting in her hair.
"That's it, Chaehyun," I said, my voice hoarse with desire. "Take it all in."
She hesitated for a moment before taking more of me into her mouth, her lips sliding down my shaft. I could feel her teeth scraping gently against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I looked down at her, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders, her eyes looking up at me with a mix of innocence and desire. It was almost too much.
I thrust my hips forward, fucking her mouth, my cock sliding in and out of her wet, warm mouth. She gagged slightly, but I didn't stop. I wanted to feel her throat constrict around me, to feel her struggle and submit.
"Fuck, Chaehyun," I grunted, "you're a natural."
I pulled her off my cock, her lips glistening with saliva. I turned her around, bending her over the desk. I could see her ass, her pussy peeking out from her soaked panties. I slapped her ass, making her jump.
"Naughty girl," I said, my voice stern. "You like that, don't you?"
She nodded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Yes, Professor."
I slipped her panties off, throwing them to the side. I rubbed her pussy, feeling her wetness coating my fingers. I slipped two fingers inside her, curling them to hit her G-spot. She moaned, her body writhing against my hand.
"You're so fucking wet, Chaehyun," I growled. "I can't wait to fuck this tight little pussy."
I slipped my cock into her, feeling her tight heat envelop me. She was so fucking tight, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice. I thrust into her, making her moan and push back against me. I could feel her juices coating my cock, making it slippery and wet.
I leaned over her, my hand wrapping around her throat. I could feel her pulse racing, her heartbeat thrumming against my palm. I squeezed gently, making her moan.
"You're mine, Chaehyun," I said, my voice harsh. "Say it."
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. "I'm yours, Professor."
I smiled, my cock throbbing inside her. "That's a good girl."
I flipped her over, making her sit on my cock. I could feel her pussy gripping me, her muscles clenching around my shaft. She rode me, her body moving in a rhythm that drove me wild. I could feel her tits bouncing with each movement, her nipples hard and erect. I reached up, pinching them, making her moan.
"Faster, Chaehyun," I grunted. "Fuck me faster."
She complied, her body moving like a well-oiled machine. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing inside her. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.
I pulled her off my cock, making her groan in protest. I turned her around, making her kneel in front of me. I grabbed her head, guiding her mouth to my cock. She took me in, her mouth sliding down my shaft until I hit the back of her throat. I could feel her gag, her throat constricting around my cock. It was fucking incredible.
I thrust into her mouth, fucking her throat. She made choking noises, her eyes watering with tears. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing in her mouth.
"I'm going to cum, Chaehyun," I grunted. "Swallow it all."
She nodded, her eyes filled with determination. I could feel my cock pulsing, my cum shooting down her throat. She swallowed every last drop, her throat working around my cock.
I pulled out of her mouth, my cock glistening with her saliva. I could see her lips swollen, her cheeks flushed with exertion. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction.
"Good girl," I said, my voice soft. "You did so well."
I helped her up, my hands wrapping around her waist. I could see the marks of my fingers on her skin, the redness of her lips. She looked like she had been well-fucked, and I was damn proud of that fact.
I escorted her out of my office, my arm wrapped around her shoulders. As we walked down the hallway, I could feel the eyes of the other students on us, their whispers following us like a shadow. But I didn't care. All I cared about was the woman by my side, her body still humming with pleasure, her eyes still filled with desire.
Hey could I request a yandere smut for Kep1ers Yujin where shes a vampire princess who's mansion you happen to hide in cause of the weather outside. And she keeps you there to be her personal toy but deep down inside you actually like it.
WRONG MOVE (Yandere w/ smut)
Choi Yu-jin x Male Reader
The rain wasn’t supposed to last this long.
You hadn’t even meant to stop near the woods—just passing through, trying to beat the storm—but your car gave out. No service. No signal. Just the whispering hush of cold wind and black trees. When you’d seen the silhouette of a mansion through the fog, it felt like salvation.
A tall iron gate had creaked open as if welcoming you. The massive front doors had done the same. No lights, no people, just dust-coated grandeur. Velvet drapes. Candle holders. A fireplace that strangely lit on its own when you stepped inside. Maybe you should have turned around right then.
But you didn’t.
And now you’re here.
Locked inside.
With her.
“I was wondering what smelled so... delicious.”
You jolted upright at the sound of her voice. It was sultry, feminine, with a touch of something ancient curling at the edges. From the shadowed staircase, she descended with impossible grace—long black gown trailing, red eyes glowing faintly in the dark. Pale skin, flawless and glowing like marble. Her lips curled into a smile.
“I didn’t think anyone lived here,” you stammered, backing up a step.
“That’s because no one does,” she purred, tilting her head. “Except for me.”
You hesitated. “I—I thought it was abandoned. I was just looking for shelter.”
She stepped closer, bare feet silent against the cold wood. “And now you’re here. Inside my home. My sanctuary.” She looked you over slowly, lingering on your neck. “You’ve already stepped over the threshold, pet. That means you’re mine.”
“Pet?!” you echoed, trying to back away again. “I—I’ll leave, I didn’t mean to intrude—”
“Oh, you won’t be leaving.”
Her smile widened, and before you could react, she was right in front of you. Not walking—appearing. Like time bent just to let her in. Her fingers curled under your chin.
“I haven’t had a toy in years.”
That first night, you swore she drugged you. The fire roared hot, and your head swam with dizzy heat. You woke up in a bed with silk sheets, wrists bound above your head by red velvet cuffs. Yujin leaned over you, hair down like a curtain, her fangs just barely brushing your neck.
“You look so pretty like this,” she whispered. “Struggling. Helpless. So full of life.”
You pulled against the cuffs. “Let me go.”
Her nails traced your chest, then lower, until your body betrayed you—hard and twitching under her touch.
“Mmm...” Her lips kissed the corner of your jaw. “But your cock says otherwise.”
You lost track of the days after that.
Every night she came to you.
Sometimes she tied you up—sometimes she didn’t need to. Her voice alone could make you freeze, her gaze like pressure inside your chest.
“You’re trying to run again?” she chuckled once, catching you at the window. “You’re adorable.”
She threw you onto the bed, tore your shirt open, and rode you until you forgot your own name. Her hips never stopped moving, her body tight and warm around your cock as she whispered filth into your ear.
“You want to escape so badly?” she purred. “Then cum for me. Show me how badly you want to leave.”
You did. Again and again. But the door never opened.
And deep down—you stopped wanting it to.
One night, you tried to resist. Not just physically—you told her “no.” You turned your head when she kissed your neck.
“Defiant, now?” Her voice stayed calm. Too calm. “How precious.”
Yujin didn’t stop. She never stopped. She pinned you to the wall and licked your throat. Her fangs hovered just barely at your skin.
“Do you want to be punished, pet?”
“I’m not your fucking pet—”
She bit down.
You cried out, the sharp sting of her bite blurring instantly into unbearable pleasure. Your knees buckled. Blood dripped slowly from the wound, and she licked every drop.
“You taste divine when you’re angry,” she moaned. “But I like you better when you beg.”
She shoved you down, made you kneel, her voice low and deadly.
“Now. Open your mouth.”
You obeyed.
She fucked your throat with no mercy, holding your hair, forcing you to take her wet cunt while her other hand stroked your dick mercilessly.
“You look so pretty when you’re moaning like that,” she hissed. “So needy. So mine.”
You don’t remember when the guilt faded. When the hate turned to hunger.
Maybe it was the way she whispered to you as you came inside her for the seventh time in one night.
“You like being owned,” she cooed, kissing your forehead. “You need me.”
You didn’t answer.
But you stopped looking for exits.
She started dressing you in a collar after that. Blood-red velvet with a tiny bell that jingled when you walked.
“No one will hear you,” she teased. “But I will.”
She fed you from her own fingers, sat in her throne while you lay naked on the rug at her feet, her heel resting between your thighs. Sometimes she made you crawl to her, hands and knees, cock leaking before she even touched you.
She bound you to the headboard with your own belt and rode you for hours.
“Good pets don’t finish until I say,” she warned. “And you’re not a good pet, are you?”
You weren’t.
She edged you over and over, licking the sweat from your chest, fingernails scratching raw lines down your thighs.
When you finally came, it was with her teeth in your neck and her moans echoing across the whole mansion.
One stormy night, as thunder cracked the sky, you found yourself tied face-down on the cold table in her library. Completely bare, wrists and ankles bound, her hand stroking your ass slowly.
“You tried to open the front gate again,” she said calmly.
“I—I was just checking if it was still locked,” you lied.
She leaned down, fangs grazing your back. “Lying. Naughty.”
The next sound was the crack of her hand across your ass.
You moaned.
“You liked that?” She slapped harder. “Oh... my filthy little pet.”
She pulled out her strap, lubed it with her own spit, and pressed it against your hole.
“I’m going to ruin you tonight.”
She did.
Hours passed. You didn’t care. She fucked you until you couldn’t breathe, until you were crying from overstimulation. She bit your neck and licked your tears, fucked your hole while jerking your cock in cruel, slow strokes.
“You’re mine,” she whispered again and again.
And you were.
Now, the collar feels natural. The bite marks on your neck are permanent.
She lets you sleep beside her now, curled under her wing-like silk sheets, body wrecked and warm, heart beating just for her.
“I’ve never kept a toy this long,” she murmurs one night, stroking your hair as you lie with your head on her thigh. “You were supposed to break.”
You smile, lazily. “Guess I like being broken.”
Yujin hums, pleased.
Her lips press against your temple. “Good. Then I won’t ever let you go.”
Can I request one for Kep1er’s Youngeun. Since she the new youngest member she has to have her ass trained by her members so that she can offer it to you, the group’s manager.
GOOD GIRL
Youngeun x Male Reader
It started with the echo of Youngeun’s sneakers on the practice room floor — sharp, deliberate, desperate.
You were behind the monitor as usual, the only one still left that late in the company building. Kep1er’s older members had left two hours ago. Youngeun had insisted on staying back for “extra rounds.” Not unusual. But something about tonight was different.
Her hoodie was soaked. Strands of damp hair clung to her flushed face, her breath heavy with frustration. You watched silently as she hit the final pose again, slightly off-beat. She cursed under her breath, turned to reset—
And finally noticed you standing there.
“…Manager-nim,” she said, brushing a lock from her eyes. Her voice cracked, like it hadn’t spoken in hours. “You didn’t go home?”
You shook your head slowly. “Didn’t want to leave while you were pushing yourself this hard.”
She gave a small laugh. Not cheerful — bitter. “They told me I needed to train harder. That I haven’t earned my place yet.”
You frowned. “Who told you that?”
“Yujin. Chaehyun. Not directly… but you can feel it.” Her shoulders slumped as she looked down. “I am the last one in. I am the least experienced. Maybe they’re right.”
You walked toward her slowly. “And you think breaking your body is going to prove something to them?”
“I don’t know what else to do,” she whispered.
Silence. Just her breathing — shallow, tense, thick with something heavy. Then she met your eyes.
“Would you believe me if I said I’m not doing this for them?” she said.
You raised a brow. “Then who’s it for?”
She stepped closer. “You.”
You didn’t move. Couldn’t. Her voice was trembling but sure.
“You’ve been watching me since the day I joined. You saw how out of place I was. How hard I tried just to keep up. And now…” she hesitated, lips trembling, then: “I want to be more than just someone you manage.”
“Youngeun,” you said slowly, voice taut, “do you have any idea what you’re saying?”
Her fingers slipped under the hem of her hoodie, pulling it up and over her head. Her sports bra clung to her chest, soaked in sweat, barely hiding anything. You could see the flush across her collarbones, the slight tremble in her arms as she stepped even closer.
“I’m saying I want you to ruin me.”
She said it like a prayer.
And that was it.
You grabbed her by the wrist — not gently — and spun her around toward the mirror. She gasped as her back hit the glass, your hand gripping her jaw as your mouth crashed onto hers. Desperation flooded every kiss — messy, tongue-heavy, filled with pent-up tension. Her moan vibrated through your mouth as you pressed your body into hers.
“Don’t think for one second,” you growled against her lips, “that you’re doing this to prove yourself.”
She whimpered, nodding.
“You’re offering yourself to me,” you said, voice low, fingers now trailing down to her waistband. “That’s what this is.”
“Y-Yes, sir,” she breathed.
You yanked her shorts down without ceremony, revealing those tight dance briefs — soaked through. She wasn’t lying about how much she wanted this.
“Touch yourself,” you ordered.
Her eyes widened. “W-What—?”
“I said touch yourself. You want to prove something? Show me how desperate you are.”
Her hand shakily moved down, fingers slipping into her underwear. She let out a choked moan, biting her lip as her middle finger began circling her clit.
You watched her closely, eyes burning into her reflection. “Faster.”
She obeyed — hips twitching, breath catching, the wet sounds unmistakable in the quiet studio.
“Fuck,” you muttered, stepping behind her and grabbing a fistful of her hair. You pulled her head back sharply, her mouth falling open in a gasp.
“You want to be mine that badly?”
“Yes—” she panted, “yes, please—want to be yours—”
You grabbed her panties and yanked them down, letting them drop with her shorts. Then you pressed her chest against the mirror, her cheek smeared against the glass as you lined yourself up behind her.
She looked back at you with teary eyes, lips parted. “Do it. Please. I’ve been waiting—”
You shoved yourself in.
She cried out — raw, hoarse — as your cock buried itself inside her in one unforgiving thrust. No teasing. No buildup. Just all of you, deep, stretching her until her knees buckled.
“Keep looking at yourself,” you hissed into her ear. “Look how fucking pretty you are getting used like this.”
She whimpered, trying to hold eye contact with herself in the mirror, but every rough thrust made it harder. Her body jolted with each slam of your hips, hands pressed against the glass for balance as you fucked her from behind — relentless, hard, your grip still tangled in her hair.
“You think they train you hard?” you snarled. “This is how I train my good girls.”
“Yes, yes—oh my god—!” she cried out as her orgasm suddenly slammed into her. She clenched around you, thighs trembling, hips twitching as her body spasmed under your grip.
You didn’t stop. If anything, you thrust harder, chasing your own high now.
Her legs started to give out — so you yanked her back by the waist, one arm locking around her stomach as you slammed her into you over and over, your cock pounding her soaked pussy until—
“Fuck—gonna cum—” you hissed.
“Inside,” she begged, voice broken and soaked in pleasure. “Please, fill me—please—”
Your body seized, and you came hard, spilling deep inside her with a strangled groan. Your hips jerked as her body trembled around you, both of you locked in a messy, breathless knot.
She slumped against the mirror, panting, dripping, her thighs glossy with your release.
You slowly pulled out, watching as your cum leaked from her, running down her leg.
Then silence.
She turned slowly, eyes glassy. “Was that… good enough?”
You caught her chin between your fingers.
“You’ve always been good enough,” you said quietly. “But now you’re mine.”
And she smiled — tired, ruined, proud.
Her legs were still trembling as she leaned against the mirror, chest heaving, lips slightly parted. Sweat traced her spine, and your cum trickled down the inside of her thigh. She looked like a ruined masterpiece — flushed, half-naked, and utterly yours.
You weren’t finished.
“Get on the table,” you ordered, voice low and tight.
Her head lifted, dazed. “W-What…?”
You didn’t repeat yourself. You grabbed her by the wrist and walked her across the studio to the heavy wooden practice table near the speakers. With a firm shove between her shoulder blades, you bent her over it — her bare ass now fully exposed, glistening under the studio lights.
She gasped, bracing herself on the surface. “Manager-nim…”
“You said you wanted to be used,” you growled, stepping behind her. “Then you’ll take what I give you.”
Her breath hitched as your palm landed hard on her ass — a sharp smack that echoed across the empty room. Her body jerked, but she didn’t move away. Instead, she moaned — soft, desperate.
“Louder,” you demanded, bringing your hand down again. Smack.
She whimpered, this time letting the sound out. “A-Ah…!”
You grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked her head back, and leaned down to speak into her ear. “You like being punished for offering yourself to your manager like a needy little slut?”
“Yes—” she gasped, her hips rocking back, “please, I want it—want more—”
You reached down, spreading her cheeks, watching her twitch under your touch. She was still soaked from the first round, dripping down onto the table’s edge. The sight alone had your cock already hard again.
Without warning, you pushed inside her again — slower this time, but deeper, dragging a raw moan from her throat.
She clawed at the table’s surface as your hips began to snap forward, your cock pounding into her drenched pussy from behind. Her body jolted with every thrust, the edge of the table creaking under the pressure. You reached around and grabbed her throat — not to choke, just to hold. Just to remind her who she belonged to.
“You were made to be bent over for me like this,” you growled, voice thick. “Look at this ass. This little body trying to prove she’s a good idol while getting filled by her fucking manager.”
“I am—” she choked out, barely able to speak through the force of your thrusts. “I’m yours—only yours—”
“Damn right you are.”
You pressed her head down flat against the table, holding her there as you started pounding harder. Her thighs began to tremble again — overstimulated from earlier — but she didn’t beg you to stop. She begged you for more.
“F-Fuck—so deep—” she cried out, voice raw, tears prickling her eyes. “Gonna cum again, please, don’t stop—!”
Your hand slipped under her, fingers finding her swollen clit. You rubbed fast and hard, knowing it would break her.
Her scream was muffled by the table as her orgasm ripped through her — body convulsing, pussy tightening so hard around you it made your own release impossible to hold back.
You gritted your teeth and slammed in one last time, holding yourself deep as you spilled inside her — thick, warm ropes painting her insides once again. You groaned low into her ear, gripping her hips like she might disappear.
You both froze in place for a long moment. Just the sound of panting. Your cum slowly leaking from her.
Then she let out a weak laugh, her cheek still pressed to the table.
“…Think I proved I’m serious now?”
You smirked, pulling out slowly. “Oh, we’re just getting started.”
She looked over her shoulder at you — eyes glassy, lips parted.
“You’re not gonna tell the others, are you?”
You leaned down, kissed the nape of her neck, and whispered:
Ever since I could remember, my little sister Yeseo had been the butt of jokes for how heavy of a sleeper she was due to medications she took. Our mom used to have to drip cold water onto her face until she would wake up when she was younger, now she has a small bracelet that gives her increasingly powerful shocks until she wakes and does jumping jacks. It seems over the top, but she was just that heavy of a sleeper that it was necessary.
Yeseo had been a late bloomer, but in the past 6 months she really did bloom. She went from a four and a half foot little girl at 17 to a five foot bubbled butt young woman at 18 in just the span of a few months. I couldn't help but notice, especially since she dressed the same as she always had, tiny belly shirt and panties around the house.
After a night out, and getting blue balled by a girl I was seeing, I came home drunk and stumbled up the steps. I made my way into what I thought was my room, but turned out to be Yeseo's room. I undressed completely, stood there stroking my hard cock for a moment, before I got into the bed in front of me. When I felt a presence next to me that's when I realized where I was, my little sister's bed, and I was completely naked.
I quickly jumped out of bed, taking the covers with me in a panic, and turned on Yeseo's bedside lamp on the dimmest setting. A dull light slightly illuminated the room, allowing me to see Yeseo laying completely naked on her bed. First thing my eyes locked onto were her breasts, rising and falling with each breath she took. They were topped by pencil-eraser sized nipples surrounded by pink areola, and they seemed to be getting erect from having the covers removed and introduced to the cold air.
Next my eyes went to her hairless mound, her feet were together but her knees were spread, opening her pussy up to me. Her pussy was a perfect, tidy slit, her lips spread looked like a blossoming flower due to her knees being apart. My cock throbbed as I stood there, drinking in the sight of my beautiful young sister. I knew I should leave, but I was too entranced with the sight before me, and my inebriated brain wanted a release for my hard cock.
One of Yeseo's hands was hanging over the edge of the bed, palm facing up, fingers curled into a half fist. I uncurled her fingers and stepped forward, placing the underside of my shaft on her palm and closing her fingers around me. Once I was firmly in her hand I grabbed my phone from the bedside table, opened the camera app, and pressed record. I scanned her body with my camera, getting a close up view of her pussy, then focused on her hand wrapped around my cock, making sure to get her face in view.
"That's it, Yeseo. Be a good little girl and stroke your big brother's cock." I whispered, beginning to thrust into her hand.
I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and gently tugged on one of her erect nipples, then ran my hand down her torso to her pussy. I rubbed her clitoris for a few moments before running my fingers through her lips and tasting them. Tasting her sent my arousal into overdrive, and I needed more.
I pulled Yeseo to the edge of the bed and tilted her face towards me. I pinched her nose shut, and a few moments later her mouth opened. I squatted down a bit to get the alignment right, and rubbed my cockhead along my baby sister's cute lips before pressing into her mouth. I kept my camera right on her face as her mouth opened to accommodate me, then her lips closed around me once my head was past them.
My heart was pounding, my cock was in Yeseo's mouth. Sweet Yeseo, defiled by the one who was supposed to protect her. As much as that should have sickened me, it only turned me on even more. Slowly I started rocking my hips, my cock now sliding in and out of her mouth.
"That's it, suck my cock Yeseo, just like that." I said, cupping her face with my free hand.
Seeing my cock sliding in and out of my baby sister's mouth was having a profound effect on me, and I was getting close. I ran my hand over her pussy and pushed a finger in before tasting her again, making my cocj throb and pulse wildly in her mouth, before filling it with cum.
I groaned out as I came in her mouth, not fully believing what I was doing. When I was finished, I stood still for a moment with my cock still in her mouth, trying to comprehend what I'd just done.
I slowly pulled from her mouth, forcing her mouth closed behind me with a hand under her chin. I covered her mouth and nose, and a few seconds later I saw her throat tense as she swallowed my cum. I gave her body one more once over before covering her up, turning off her lamp, and leaving.
When I woke up the following morning, memories of the night came back to me, and with my stomach twisting I checked my photos, and sure enough, there was the video from last night. Now sober, the thought of molesting my sister like I did sickened me. I watched the video in its entirety, twice, despite being horrified with what I was watching, the sight of little Yeseo's lithe body, and her lips around my cock had me growing hard.
I showered, and joined my family downstairs for breakfast,
Yeseo hugged me and kissed my cheek sweetly, unaware of what I'd done to her. As the day went on, my lust grew and my regrets sunk. I watched the video multiple times throughout the day, unable to get the visage of my naked little sister with my cock in her mouth out of my head.
When night came, I waited until just after midnight to sneak into her room, cock throbbing in anticipation. I set my phone to record and pulled the covers off exposing her naked body once again. This time she was on her belly, her newly developed butt sticking out freely.
I undressed and climbed into bed, straddling her thighs, and used my free hand to grope her ass, spreading her cheeks and opening her pussy up to me from behind. One finger slipped into her with ease, two was more of a challenge. I fingered her for a moment, loving the feel of her pussy around my fingers, and how she began getting wet for her brother. I pulled my fingers from her and sucked them, her taste drove me absolutely wild.
I'd planned on putting my cock in her mouth again, and maybe eating her tasty little pussy, but now with my cock just inches from her opening, I wanted to fuck her. I sat my phone down, spread her ass with one hand, and let my cockhead into her with the other before picking my phone back up.
I began pushing into Yeseo, groaning as she took more and more of me. "That's it, good girl Yeseo, take your brother's cock." I whispered. Her pussy was incredibly tight around me, and felt like it was pulling me in, wanting to take in more and more of my cock.
I pushed into her until my pubic area was pressing into her ass, completely buried in my sister. She let out a small moan as I pulled out and pushed back in. I needed to cum, and bad. I set my phone on the bedside, getting a full view of the action, the put my hands flat on her bed and started thrusting quicker and harder, now fucking her.
I wanted to cum in her, mark and claim her as mine. It should be safe, I'd seen her birth control left in the bathroom on occasion, so my mind was already made up. With a couple final thrusts, I buried deep in her and my cock pulsed, shooting my cum deep inside my baby sister. "Fuuuck yeah, good girl, take your brother's cum." I moaned as I came.
Before I pulled out, I grabbed my phone once again and recorded my seed leaking from her once I withdrew. I cleaned the cum I could from her with a wet wash cloth and pulled the covers over her before leaving.
The next night she was on her back again, I crawled between her legs and ate her sweet pussy until my cock was ready to burst. I climbed up between her legs, and while holding both her legs apart and up with my my hands under her knees, I was able to slip my cock inside her. The missionary position was much more favorable than her on her belly. I got to look at her pretty face as I fucked her, kiss her lips, push my cock much deeper than I had been able to, and suck on her nipples.
I kissed her as I pushed in against her cervix and came, the intense pleasure making my head spin. I wished I could stay in bed with her and cuddle her little naked body until I fell asleep, but I could not, and reluctantly went to my own room.
I woke up the following morning very early from a restless sleep, with a throbbing erection. I started to relieve myself to the videos I'd taken, but all I wanted to do was bury my cock in my sister, so I decided to risk it.
I slipped back into her room, her still in the same position I'd left her. I first straddled her chest, leaving my erection pointing straight over her face and just took a few photos from different angles, the sight of my cock next to or looming over her face a major turn on. I put my cock head against her lips and said, "Kiss your big brother's cock Yeseo," and I swear to got her lips pursed against it.
I moved between her legs for the second time that night, stimulating her until she was well lubricated, and push my cock into her. I felt my cum, still warm from her body, get pushed deeper as well as out of her, making a mess of my pubes. As I began fucking her I moaned, "You're the best little sister, Yeseo. So good. I love you. So beautiful, so sexy. I love you so much baby girl." over the course of a few minutes.
I kissed my sister as I continued to fuck her, and just like my cock I swear I felt her lips purse, even if just slightly. Her body felt like a playground to explore, and I found myself touching every part of her I could. My phone alarm went off, signaling I only had 15 minutes before my sister's wrist watch would shock her awake, so I quickened my pace, thrusting in and out of her tight pussy as if I didn't care if she woke.
I pushed in to her deepest depths and released a torrent of cum into her once again, a sensation that could never be topped, and one I didn't know if I could lose now that I had it. I pulled from her and quickly cleaned her, then tucked her back into bed and snuck back into my room feeling relieved. I quickly fell back into a deep sleep with dreams of an Yeseo.
I woke up late, it was the weekend so I didn't have to be at work, and Yeseo didn't have to be at school. Our parents were out for the day, leaving us home alone together, but I didn't think much of it. We hung out together, watched movies while snuggled up on the couch and played video games. I had trouble not getting hard around her, but fucking her every night had made me comfortable around her.
After a while she yawned, said. "I'm gonna take a nap, meds making me sleepy."
"Okay. Pizza for dinner?"
"Sounds good." She said, walking towards her room.
30 minutes is all I could wait before slipping into her bedroom. I whispered her name to no answer, then undressed and took the covers off her. I mounted her, and started to prepare her but she already seemed dripping wet, which excited me. "You're already wet for your big brother, huh?" I asked before pushing my cock into her.
"Yesssssss." She groaned, and her legs locked around me.
I froze and her eyes opened, locking on to mine. "Got ya." She said with a smile.
"Yeseo! I'm-I'm sorry." I said, my cock still hilted in her. I tried pulling away but her legs pulled me back in.
"For what? For violating me? Raping me? Stealing my virginity from me?"
"Uh, yes."
"It's okay. I really wish you wouldn't have, but it's okay. Waking up each morning filled with your semen was actually pretty nice. And the video I took last night on my webcam was super hot." She saw my surprised look and giggled. "I was very relieved when I watched it, knowing it was you who wants me, and not Daddy. I'm glad it was you."
"I'm sorry, but why are you not freaking out right now?" I asked, trying and failing not to move my hips.
"Cause I like it. Your stuff inside me feels nice, and I wake up feeling… good. Relaxed. Hearing you call me beautiful and sexy made me feel good. But I want to feel the sex this time and feel you shooting in me." She said, her hips now making slight movements, in tune with mine.
"Are you sure about this? We can just stop and forget this happened."
"So doin' me in my sleep was fine, but doin' me when I'm awake is where you draw the line?"
She had a point. "No, I just want to make sure you're sure."
"I'm sure. Do me brother."
I did as I was told, and began fucking Yeseo while she was concsious for the first time. Her beautiful face twisted in pleasure as she felt a cock filling her for the first time, and she pulled my head down and pressed her lips to mine. I kissed down her neck to her chest, taking a nipple into my mouth and illiciting a loud moan from Yeseo.
"You're so sexy, so fucking sexy." I grunted as I continued sliding my cock in and out of her tight pussy. "I love you, I love you so much."
"I love you too." She moaned. "Fill me, fill me up and make me pregnant."
'My little sister is kinky.' I thought, and went along with the fantasy.
"Yeah? You want your big brother's baby? You want that?"
"Ohhhh yes!" She moaned loudly, orgasming on my cock.
The pleasure was intensely magnified now that she was awake and aware, meeting my thrusts with the own movement of her hips. Her pussy seemed to come awake to, tightening around me and trying to milk me for everything I'm worth.
"Do it, please do it in me." She moaned through her orgasm. I pushed in as deep as our bodies would allow and came, pushing Yeseo over the edge to another orgasm as she felt my cum fill her for the first time.
"Fuck, baby, fuuuck." I groaned as my cock throbbed and pulsed wildly inside her. Our arms went around each other tightly in the midst of our orgasms, our bodies connecting in a way I'd never felt before.
I pulled my softening cock from her, dripping with a mixture of our cum, and laid down next to her. She grabbed one of her pillows and placed it under her bum, keeping it elevated. "That was awesome." She said. "So, so much better to feel it go in me than just to wake up with it already there."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said, rolling over and kissing her. "What's the pillow for?"
"So none leaks out, for the best chance possible."
"Best chance for what?"
"To get pregnant, silly. I've only been having my period for a few months but I'm pretty sure now is when my body has eggs ready."
"What?"
"You know how babies are made, don't you?" She giggled.
"Yeah, but you're on birth control."
"No I'm not, I've never even had a boyfriend."
My heart sank into my stomach. "But… those pills I always see in the bathroom."
"Oh, those are my hormones, they gave me them to finally jump start puberty. So you weren't trying to get me pregnant?"
"No, of course not. You're still in school."
"I'll graduate by the time I give birth. It'll be okay, you'll see."
I was going to be sick. I couldn't believe what I'd done. "Yeseo… I'm so sorry."
"Don't be! Please, don't. I love you and want this with you. Don't you want it with me?"
Did I want this? The more I thought about it, the more I did. Yeseo was frankly the sexiest little thing in the world to me, and I loved her dearly. The idea of my baby growing in her belly sickened, aroused, and excited me. "I… don't know. I haven't really thought about it. A baby I mean. I want you of course, but a baby is entirely different."
"Well you have plenty of time to think about it." She said, grabbing my hand. I brought her hand to my mouth and kissed it, and cuddled in the nude with her for a while.
My mind was made up when we next had sex, as I mentioned earlier, now that I'd cum in her sweet pussy, I didn't think it was something I could stop doing, and I was right. I pushed into her and came without a second thought.
A month and a half later, she was hugging me excitedly with a positive pregnancy test in her hand, and an engagement ring already on her finger.
Im YoonA x Male Reader (special guests: YoonA's personal trainer, Choi Sooyoung)
Part of Legends series
Tags: aerial spit roasting, anal, backshots, biggest fan, carry fucking, dirty talk, facesitting, (lots of) facials, floor sex, gym, high intensity sex, insatiable mommy, lingerie, mating press, prone bone, sex on the stairs, squatting, strip teasing, threesomes (MMF and FFM)
Word count: 9887.
Chapter 1 - Morning Workout
YoonA wanted to celebrate her 35th birthday in style. She knew she had to do something special for this milestone, as she remained one of the most popular girls in her country nearly two decades into her career. So she decided to hold a contest.
YoonA sent a message to her fans that she would hold a competition to see who her biggest fan was. Through the lead-up to her birthday, she had them answering questions about the most obscure details of her career until a winner was finally crowned.
"Congratulations," YoonA sent you a message as you won her contest. "For being such an incredible fan, you will get the chance to spend a whole day with me. Come spend your time with your favorite superstar during her birthday. Greetings, Im YoonA," she said in the message sent to you.
You arrived at the place YoonA told you to meet her. At first, you didn't understand why she decided to choose the gym where she does her daily training to stay fit as she ages like a fine wine, but soon you would find out why.
"Good morning," YoonA said as she greeted you with a kiss. "Come inside, it's my birthday, but I'm the one who has a surprise for you," she said. "Sure," you answered her, still starstruck and still pinching yourself trying to check it was just not a dream. You were really with YoonA, the face of the nation's girl group.
YoonA led you inside the gym as she crossed the public area into her VIP room. "So you have a room all by yourself to train? How expensive! You surely are the it girl," you said to her. "Thank you," she answered. "It took me years of hard work, and now I wanted to share it with my biggest fan," she continued.
"That's my personal trainer," YoonA said as a bulky guy entered the room. You were surely a strong dude, but he was no slouch either. "Are you ready to have a training session with us?" she asked. "Of course, anything for my beautiful queen," you replied, showing how much you worshipped her.
YoonA started exercising, sharing kisses with you in between. Her trainer slowly took her jacket off and started massaging her around her tits, YoonA moaning as he ran his hands on her. "I'm gonna need some good training today, if you know what I mean," she said.
The trainer kept touching YoonA, as you just watched, before making your first moves and kissing her while touching her. In one go, the trainer ripped her jacket, YoonA letting out a shocking awe as her long torso popped out right in your sight.
YoonA got on her knees and started showing what she really wanted, massaging both your bulges under your and the trainer's shorts. "Oh shit," she said, pulling your shorts in one go to suck your cock, the trainer pulling yours to get his pole sucked too. YoonA started taking turns between both cocks. "Oh shit, baby, that's what I want to see," the trainer said.
You pushed YoonA's pretty face against her trainer's cock, enjoying her getting stuffed by his massive pole while you waited your turn. YoonA quickly switched the attention to your cock next. "So you're really nasty when the cameras are turned off, aren't you?" you asked her. "Yes, I am," she answered.
YoonA kept taking turns between both cocks. "Swallow that dick," the trainer commanded her. "You like that? Seeing my pretty face covered in spit?" she asked him, increasing the speed of her jerking his cock off and then licking yours. She kept stroking both shafts hard.
"Choke on his fucking dick," you told YoonA as her trainer grabbed her pretty face and made her bob her head on his cock. YoonA made sloppy sounds and then dove to his balls. "Such a sexy baby," you said to her, giving the first spank on her ass as YoonA kept worshipping her trainer's balls.
You popped your cock in and out of YoonA's pretty face, then enjoyed as you watched her give you a no-hands blowjob. "You look so fucking beautiful all stuffed up with that cock," you told her. YoonA also dove to suck your balls before giving you a soul-sucking deepthroat.
"Suck that motherfucking dick, make it wet," YoonA's trainer said, shoving her head against your cock. YoonA kept picking up the pace, gagging hard on your cock and stroking it fast. "Open your mouth and suck that cock," her trainer kept dictating to her.
The more YoonA sucked both cocks, the hungrier she got. Soon, she started taking both in her mouth at the same time, licking both tips like crazy and savoring it. "You like that?" she asked them. "God, my pussy is so wet already," she continued as she stroked both cocks at the same time.
"I want these cocks taking turns in my fucking pussy; you guys better give it to me," YoonA commanded as she got back into a standing position. "Take it off," she commanded to both of you as she got stripped naked in a hurry. Soon, you dove between her long legs, burying your face in YoonA's ass as you started eating one of Korea's most valuable pussies.
"Fucking eat that pussy," YoonA commanded as you savored her juices while her trainer fucked her pretty face and she spat on his cock. "All that nasty fucking spit getting that cock wet," she said, jerking it off just as you started the motion to shove your cock inside her pink pussy, unable to resist the urge as the amazing scent of her fuckhole already turned you into a slave for YoonA's majestic pussy.
You slowly penetrated YoonA from behind, her knowing what was coming and arching her back to get your cock deep in her pussy while she hugged her trainer. "HOLY FUCK, AHHHHH, OH MY GOD, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, OH MY GOD," YoonA started screaming as you fitted your whole nine inches of length and seven inches of girth inside her loose mommy pussy. But little did she know taking that massive cock all the way deep would be the easiest part.
You lifted YoonA's slender, tall body in the air and started pumping her pussy as hard as possible from the get-go, fucking her in an unusual but very hot aerial spit roast, YoonA clinging to your legs as she got manhandled by cocks on both sides of her body, you enjoying as she gagged on her trainer's cock while you used her pussy like a fleshlight.
"OH SHIT, OH MY GOD, UHHHHHh" YoonA moaned as you put her back on her feet but barely gave her any room to breathe, attacking her pussy at full speed in a standing position. She held onto her trainer's shoulder, trying not to lose her balance as you were using her like no guy had done before. "SHIT," she kept moaning, switching sides and letting her trainer give a pounding of her pussy while she choked herself on your cock and tasted her hole from it.
"OH MY GOD, THAT'S SO MUCH COCK, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT," YoonA kept moaning as you grabbed her and started carry-fucking her. Not even five minutes had passed, and all you wanted to do was fuck the shit out of her, making her cheeks clap hard as she moaned and her body bounced. "AH, AH, AH, AH, FUCK," she moaned, you pumping her pussy hard.
"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD," YoonA kept moaning as she kept getting passed around like a hot potato, her trainer taking her on a standing doggy as soon as you dropped her back to the floor. "OH FUCK," YoonA screamed, arching her body down. You two kept taking turns on her, spinning YoonA's body from one side to another and penetrating her like crazy. "Is that what you want, you fucking slut?" you asked her.
"YES, YES, THAT'S WHAT I WANT," YoonA answered as you pinned her against one of the gym's pieces of equipment, lifting her long legs. "It's a free-for-all, boys," she said, indicating she wanted to get used like a bitch from both your cocks. "THAT'S GOOD, THAT'S GOOD," she moaned, you putting her leg upwards as she clung onto the equipment and looked at you with sexy eyes. "Get all that fucking dick in that pussy," YoonA begged, licking her chops as she stretched her legs while you two stretched her pussy.
"Get on the floor and ride this cock," you told YoonA, who promptly obliged as she sat on your pole and looked up to her trainer. "Am I riding it good?" she asked him, you spanking her ass as you pumped your cock up her pussy while she sucked her trainer's cock. "Spread that fucking ass," she told you as you did it, pounding her very hard and clapping her cheeks, YoonA answering with crazy squats on your cock, matching your intensity. "OH FUCK," she moaned as you two dueled against each other.
YoonA got herself on all fours, turned her backside towards her trainer as he shoved his cock in her pussy. You stayed on that floor, YoonA sucking and stroking your dick as her trainer slapped her ass. "I'm a bad girl, bad girl, FUCK," she moaned. The trainer grabbed her waist and took her cock further up her pussy. "That dick is so fucking deep, give it to me hard and deep," she commanded.
"Make me take it," YoonA commanded as her trainer grabbed her hair and fucked her even harder. She dropped her head down and dove into your balls. "Lick those fucking balls," you commanded. "FUCK," she screamed, her trainer giving her deep thrusts that hit her cervix nonstop.
You pushed YoonA back in your direction, pumping her pussy hard from down on the floor and reaching to finger her clit. "OH SHITTTTTT!" she screamed as she got ragdolled. YoonA quickly answered, riding your cock before you put up even more heat, destroying her loose pussy with fast thrusts, her trainer muffling her moans with his cock.
"Give it to me," YoonA commanded as you continued to thrust in her pussy. Her trainer grabbed her head, the only sounds coming from the room being her moans and your cock clapping against her pale skin. "OH FUCK THAT'S DEEP," she screamed. "You like that, bitch?" her trainer asks, YoonA nodding positively.
"YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AH, AH, AH," YoonA continued to moan as she went from riding one cock to another, squatting harder on her trainer. "Bet you like this training," YoonA said to him, bouncing on his cock as you now stuffed her mouth. "Get it, bitch," you said to her, the trainer spreading her ass and pounding her hard.
YoonA kept squatting on her trainer's cock. "OH FUCK," she moaned, spitting on your cock as the trainer hit her deep. "Spin around," the trainer told her, YoonA smiling at you. "Wanna watch that pussy get destroyed just like you did to me?" she asked, her trainer pumping her loose cunt hard.
"Fuck, my pussy is so fucking full, give me all that cock," YoonA said as she started riding her trainer's hard. You kissed her, stroking your cock and eventually shoving it in her mouth as YoonA got destroyed. "Slap that cock in my fucking face," YoonA begged.
Quickly you would want a piece of her too, as you yanked YoonA from her trainer's grasp and grabbed her for another round of carry-fucking. "Destroy that fucking pussy, take me," she begged. You turned her to her trainer, him pounding her in a standing position with YoonA standing on just one leg. "OH MY GOD, OH SHIT, GIVE IT TO ME, THAT DICK IS FUCKING DEEP, I'M SO FUCKING WET," she moaned.
"Just shut up and suck my cock," you said to YoonA as she clung to it not to lose her balance. Her trainer kept grabbing her hair, pushing her body in his direction as he used her hard. YoonA moved her hips, meeting his thrusts as she licked your torso.
"I could do backshots all day on this bitch," the trainer said, but YoonA had different plans, getting on her knees and tasting her incredible pussy, whose scent was all over those two cocks. "That's what I'm talking about, so fucking hot," you said. YoonA bobbed her head all over her trainer's shaft, you groping her tits from behind as she sucked his dick.
"We want more of that pussy," YoonA's trainer said, taking her on all fours in a hot spit roast. "I love that tongue all over my cock," you told her, grabbing YoonA's head and fucking her face. "TAKE IT, MAKE ME FUCKING TAKE IT, FUCK, THAT'S WHAT I FUCKING WANT, FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME," YoonA begs, you two still flipping her around and taking turns fucking her on all fours.
You keep testing new angles to penetrate YoonA's pussy, pounding her in a tilted motion as you stretch her pussy out. "Give it to me, pound that fucking pussy with that big fat cock. You like that shit, don't you?" she says as you take control of her slutty body, her trainer pushing her body against yours as she chokes on his dick and her pussy queefs.
The spit-roasting on all fours keeps going. "OH FUCK, AH YEAH, SHIT," YoonA says as her trainer spanks her ass. "Get in there, slut," she says. "I can't feel my fucking legs; I'm so fucking numb with so much cock," YoonA says. She moves in your direction, squatting on your cock. "Get it, motherfucker," she says. You have different plans, lifting her lower body and diving between her legs to eat her amazing pussy while she lays her head on her floor and sucks her trainer's cock.
YoonA moans as her holes get worshipped on both sides. You give her pussy a little tap before her trainer pins her against the floor. "OH FUCK," she moans, moving her hips against his cock. "Get those big fucking hands in my ass and fuck my pussy," she says. You two take turns giving YoonA a nice round of fucking and spanking. "OH, THAT'S FUCKING DEEP IN MY PUSSY," she screams from time to time.
YoonA puts her ass up and face down as you fuck her. "I love how you fucking spank me," she says as you pick up the intensity and aim to make her ass red. "You like watching that?" she asks her trainer. "Yes," he answers. "Then watch this," she replies.
YoonA drops to the floor, letting you mount on top of her in a prone bone position as her trainer watches. The slippery gym mat gets more and more drenched in sweat as you press her sexy body against it, showing her who owns her pussy. "Give it to me; I want all that fucking cock," she begs. "Stroke for me," she commands to her trainer as he watches you two fucking.
"That dick is so good," YoonA tells you. "You like it deep inside you, pussy?" you ask her. "Yes, take it all the way," she begs. You completely top her like an alpha man. "I AM GONNA FUCKING CUM ALL OVER THAT COCK," she screams, barely able to move as you stuff your cock hard and deep inside her. You two share kisses. "I love the way you fuck me so deep, ahhhhh," she moans.
You pick up the speed, YoonA's cheeks getting clapped hard. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," she repeatedly moans. "I take a good dick, don't I?" she asks. "Turn my fucking pussy into your free-use hole," she begs, while still looking at her trainer and commanding him to stroke his dick as she watched you bring YoonA into total submission.
"You like watching him destroy my pussy? It looks so fucking lovely," YoonA asks her trainer. "Come destroy it too," she says, you letting him take his turn as he wraps his arms around her body. "OH GOD, PUSH IT, FUCK," she moans as she looks at you up top, the roles now reversed. "I like that; I like getting fucked like a whore on the floor by those big fucking cocks, oh fuck," YoonA says.
"RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE," YoonA commands as she is completely immobilized on the floor. She licks the sweat that falls from her body. "Stroke it for me, watch me be fucking nasty, AH, AH, AH, YES BABY FUCKING TAKE IT," YoonA moans, getting closer and closer to her orgasm. "Did I take it good?" she asks you. "Hell yeah," you answer.
"Keep sharing this fucking pussy," YoonA says as you get back on top of her. YoonA can barely think straight; she just turned into a fleshlight. "Get in that fucking pussy," she says. You attack her pussy hard, pressing her body to the fullest against the floor. "GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME, YES, YES," she begs. She grabs her trainer's legs as your hard thrusts make her cheeks recoil. You hump your body against hers, taking full advantage of your favorite girl.
"I love cumming all over that big fucking cock, SHIT, SHIT," YoonA says. "I'm so spoiled from taking all this fucking cock, I want you to destroy me until I can't walk tomorrow, make me take every fucking inch of it, turn me into your fucking slut," she begs, the whole nine inches of your cock balls deep in her pussy. "Yeah, right there, right there, that's the fucking spot, pound that fucking pussy, shit, shit," she continues to beg.
"Look at that big, fat, fucking cock using my pussy," YoonA says to her trainer, sharing more kisses with you. "TAKE IT, TAKE IT, TAKE IT," she begs, you attacking her pussy harder than ever. "I'M FUCKING COMING," she screams. "FUCK YES, FUCK YES," she continues to scream, both of you closer than ever to orgasming.
"You wanna cum in my face? Cum in my pretty face? I earned it, giving that fucking cum. Give it to me," YoonA begs and promptly gets it, you pulling out and painting her beautiful face white as soon as she says those words. Her trainer follows suit, YoonA taking two huge loads in her face and letting them drip down her body, sucking both cocks one last time, and milking every last drop.
"Thank you for such an amazing morning of hot, sweaty sex," she says, heading towards taking a shower. The day is just starting, and she has much more to offer to you.
Chapter 2 - Anal Dessert
YoonA took you to her ample home, looking as if she was brand new despite a nice session of sweaty sex. As lunchtime was nearing, she started cooking for you and served you a nice meal. "Thank you," you answered. "If you eat it all like a good boy, you'll get a nice dessert," she replied.
You did just as YoonA asked, eating all of her delicious lunch. "Good boy, the dessert will be on the way," she said. But instead of starting to prepare it, YoonA went upstairs, confusing you about what trick she had up her sleeve next. And boy, it was an incredible one.
YoonA descended down the stairs. Her outfit was truly jaw-dropping, her wearing just red lingerie with knee-high black socks and high heels. She started teasing you first, dancing a bit in her amazing outfit, making very seductive moves as she looked at you with her sexy eyes. She moved her ass, shaking it and arching it in your direction, before doing some squats. You weren't aware this was a spoiler of what was about to come.
The stripteasing kept going, YoonA showing you all her sexiness and slowly getting you hard. She pulled her bra to the side, exposing her bare tits and smashing them against each other, before fully taking her bra off and tossing it aside. Next, she started spreading her cheeks, making sexy moves with her butt, and playing with her garters. She walked in your direction, taking off the garter support and leaving herself wearing just her panties, socks, and heels.
YoonA went to the stairs of her house, playing with her panties and touching herself. "You like what you see, baby boy? Does this turn you on? Those pretty red panties?" she asked. "They make me feel so sexy; if you treat me well, you can take them as a trophy," she says.
You are insanely horny and can't resist YoonA's tease as you start touching her ass. "You wanna play?" she asks, hitting your hand just as it grabs her butt. You answer with a couple spanks of your own, grabbing YoonA's panties by her string. "What about these?" she asks, turning around and letting you touch her tits. "Wanna squeeze them? Grope them?" she asks.
You put your thumb in YoonA's mouth, getting it wet as you slowly move down her body. "Good boy, tease my pussy," she says, pulling her panties to the side and letting her touch the hole you had destroyed just a couple of hours ago and that is as wet as ever. You pinch her firm mound. "Come here," she says, you getting close to her and sharing kisses with YoonA, touching her beautiful, firm ass while doing so and hitting it a couple times, making her smile.
You dive to suck YoonA's tits and kiss her neck; the vixen quickly reacts and gets back control. You pull her thong to the side, exposing her tight asshole. She takes your shirt off and starts kissing and licking your torso, slowly getting down as she searches for that bulge under your pants, kissing it while still clothed, before she yanks your belt off, kissing your belly before your cock pops out.
YoonA licks the tip of your already hard cock, teasing it as you take your pants off. She puts it in her mouth, taking it very slow and performing a very sloppy and sensual blowjob. "Oh yeah," she moans, licking your shaft a few times from your balls to the tip. She strokes it, paying extra attention to your sack. "Does it feel good?" she asks. "It feels amazing," you answer her as she takes a bit more of your cock in her mouth.
"Sit down," YoonA commands, and you follow, sitting on the stairs. She gets on all fours, her ass already up as she crawls in your direction for another round of cock-sucking, you opening her legs and stroking your cock as she dives right between them, taking it deep in her throat. "Oh yeah," you moan, YoonA throating and jerking your cock off, getting it very wet and preparing it for that special afternoon, your cock getting bigger and bigger as YoonA works her magic on it, taking it balls deep in her mouth.
"Stay right there," YoonA says as she gets back up. You stretch your arms and pull her panties down, tossing them out as she gets ready to sit on your cock, taking it deep and twerking on it from the get-go before giving it some straight bounces. "Oh yeah," she says.
You push your cock up YoonA's needy mommy cunt and spank her ass while doing so. "Yes, baby, fuck that pussy," she says, taking it like a champion as you pick up right where you left off in the morning. But this time, YoonA is more prepared, retaking control and squatting nicely on your cock while leaving her tits towards your mouth.
You keep hitting YoonA's butt, which only makes her push harder. "Oh shit, fuck me," she moans, pressing her hands against your torso as she bounces perfectly on your cock. You try to counter her, grabbing her ass and pushing your cock upwards. But YoonA shows she can take it well, tilting her body and showing she's gonna come out on top. "Fuck me, fuck me hard, give it to me," she begs, riding you like an Amazon.
"I want you to fuck me right here," YoonA says, getting herself up and putting her right leg on the handrail. Her loose pussy is wide open, and you take advantage of it, quickly putting it back as you grab her hair with one hand and her ass with another, fucking her hard at the handrail.
"YES, RIGHT THERE, AHHHH, AHHH, AHH, OH MY GOD, OH FUCK, OH SHIT, YEAH, YEAH, YOU LIKE THAT, BABY BOY?" YoonA moans as you use her well, just like you did at the gym in the morning. You pick up the speed, spanking her ass and clapping her cheeks nonstop. "LIKE THAT, LIKE THAT, OHHHHH," she moans, putting both her legs back on the ground to cope with the fast thrusts you give to her pussy.
"You're fucking amazing," you tell YoonA. "I know, I've got the best pussy in the whole country," she says, bragging. She moves her hips to meet your thrusts, but you quickly grab her ass and waist and put her in her place. You pull out and spread her cheeks, eating her pussy out. "Yes, baby, worship that pussy and lick that ass," she says, noticing your tongue also sweeping her butthole.
"Get your dick back and spread that ass, oh shit, oh my god," YoonA moans as you pump her pussy hard, groaning as you grope her tits. You kiss her back, grabbing her ass while YoonA arches herself, getting further apart from the handrail. "Yes, fuck it, holy shit," she commands, tilting her body against the handrail.
"AH, AH, YEAH, AHHHHHH," YoonA screams loudly as you keep fucking her pussy nonstop. "Come taste it," you tell her, YoonA turning around and deepthroating your cock nicely. "I taste so sweet on that cock," she says.
"Come upstairs, I have a surprise for you, the dessert you were waiting for," YoonA says. You follow her, amazed by her ass cheeks bouncing up and down as she quickly climbs upstairs despite her high heels. You are ready to do anything this beautiful woman asks, as she gets you to a little room right after the stairs and says the words that would drive you crazy.
"I want you to fuck my ass," YoonA goes straight to the point, stroking your cock as you kiss her. You ramp up the intensity, sucking her tits as she plays with your shaft, paying special attention to the area against the tip.
"Be gentle, baby, my ass is really tight, I'm very selective, only the best boys get to fuck it" YoonA says. "Then I'm gonna fuck that pussy a couple more times before," you say, carrying YoonA and putting your cock back inside her wet cunt, fucking her once again in one of your favorite positions.
"OHHHHHHH," YoonA screams as you clap her cheeks hard. She masterfully bounces on your cock while her body is lifted up. You quickly try to counter, you two dueling like two horny demons. "You're so fucking wet," you tell her. YoonA gets back on the ground, sucking your cock and tasting herself one more time.
"Are you ready? I know I'm ready for you." YoonA teases you. She lies on the couch, spreading her long legs, her pink, used-up pussy contrasting with her very tiny asshole as she fingers herself. You spread her ass, trying to gape it before you put your cock in there.
"Play with my ass, warm it up; that nice pretty ring is all yours now," YoonA says as you stick your tongue out to lick her rectum. "Oh shit, yeah, put your tongue in it," she says, rubbing her clit as she watches you work that tongue all the way deep in her anus.
"That feels fucking great, baby," YoonA says. "You like eating my ass, don't you, baby?" She asks. "Get it ready for that big cock," she keeps commanding, you now extremely focused on eating YoonA's cherry-flavored butthole as best as you can, wiping her ass in your face.
"Put your finger in my ass," YoonA commands as you oblige, sticking your left index finger in her butthole. "Fuck, it feels so soft," you tell her, penetrating it with your finger and thinking of your cock going down that dark tunnel of hers. You switch to your middle finger and tease her. "You wanna take up your asshole?" you ask her. "Yes, give it to me," YoonA answers.
Before you go inside YoonA's backdoor, you push your finger into her mouth and let her taste her anus. She closes her eyes, enjoying as she takes it all, smiling to you as you give a few extra tongueings in her asshole. "Slide your fingers in and out of my ass nice and slow," YoonA commands, letting you tease her for a little bit more. "That feels so good," she says.
"Are you gonna finally stuff that big, fat cock in my ass?" YoonA asks, spreading her cheeks. You struggle at first, but quickly her needy hole swallows your cock up. "Yes, just like that," YoonA says as she enjoys your monster shaft disappearing under her dark hole. "There you go, push all that cock in my ass," she says.
You take it very slow at first, amazed by the extreme tightness of YoonA's ring. "You like that tight little ass all for you?" she asks you. "Work it just like that, nice and slow, push it all the way deep, make me take all that cock," she commands. "HOLY SHIT," she screams as you do so, catching her a bit off guard with your massive size.
"Is that good?" you ask YoonA as she reaches to finger her clit. "Yes, baby, that's good," she answers. "OH MY GOD, OH MY FUCKING GOD, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, YEAH, YEAH," she loudly moans. "Make me take all that fucking dick, give it all to me," she continues, you attacking her ass hard now and making the first clapping sounds.
"You like that, a good fucking ass for you? You like how I spread my long legs for your cock to fuck my tight ass?" YoonA asks as she talks dirty to you. "Keep going, stuff that cock in my fucking ass, oh shit, that feels so good," she moans.
"My ass is all nice and opened up for you," YoonA says as you keep pushing. You bring her legs together, adjusting their position to push your cock even deeper. "YEAH, OH MY GOD, THAT'S FUCKING GOD, AHHHH, OH SHITTTTT," she screams. "OH MY GOD I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM," she continues to scream, her body shaking and bouncing with your hard thrusts, her perky tits jiggling.
"I FUCKING LOVE THAT DICK IN MY ASS," YoonA announces it loudly. You make sure she loves it even more, continuing to push hard as she fingers herself. "You like it too, opening that ass up with your big fucking cock and making me your bitch," she says. She lifts her legs up, offering you her feet for you to taste while you fuck her. "Suck that fucking feet too," she says.
"Lick my fucking toes, they are all for you," YoonA says as you continue to fuck her. She takes her heels off as you start licking her feet. "You like that, dirty boy, don't you?" she asks, shoving her feet in your face. "SHIT," she curses, spreading her cheeks for you. "Such a good fucking cock," she says.
"Take it in your fucking mouth," you say to YoonA, who gets on her knees to suck your cock. "My ass tastes so good," she says, taking a little time to savor it. "You want some more?" you ask her. "Of course," she answers. "Then get to the floor," you reply.
YoonA lies on the floor, you penetrating her backdoor in a spooning position and pounding her hard from the start and making her cheeks clap. "AH, AH, AH, OH MY GOD, YES, SPREAD THAT SHIT, FUCK THAT ASS," she begs. "Are you noticing my goosebumps? It's because it feels so fucking good," she says. You grab her right leg, attacking her ass nonstop. "OH MY FUCKING GOD, YES, THAT'S FUCKING DEEP IN MY ASS, YES, FUCK," she screams.
"THAT'S A LOT OF COCK IN MY FUCKING ASS, OH SHIT," YoonA continues to scream as you fuck her butthole balls deep while groping, pinching, and slapping her tits. "Yes, baby, smack my nipple while you make me take all that dick," she commands. You kiss her boobs and her pretty mouth. "My dirty fucking boy, who loves to stuff his big fucking dick in my ass and make me his dirty bitch," she says, giving you a sexy look.
"Let's go, baby, play with that pussy while you fuck my ass," YoonA says as you finger her cunt and insert a couple of fingers down it. The hard pounding keeps going, YoonA praying to God as she enjoys the hard anal drilling she receives. You spread her cheeks. "You love that fucking ass, don't you?" she asks.
"Oh my God, that fucking big cock is so amazing in my ass," YoonA says, spanking her own cheeks as she gets fucked. "OH YES," she screams. "I wanna ride that big fucking cock," she says. You lie on the floor, YoonA impaling her ass full of your cock in a reverse cowgirl position and smiling as she gets ready to ride.
"Stuff it in there," YoonA says as she takes your cock in her ass. She just spreads her legs and lets you pump upwards as hard as you can. "Yeah, that's good," she says, trying to keep her balance amidst your hard thrusts. "OH MY GOD THAT'S FUCKING GOOD, HOLY SHIT," she moans as her cheeks get clapped hard, you making her body giggle like crazy.
"YOU'RE TRYING TO MAKE ME FUCKING CUM, AREN'T YOU?" YoonA asks loudly. She starts bouncing hard on your cock as you take a little break from your hard thrusting, only to quickly come back with full force. "Look at you, baby boy, you want that fucking asshole so bad you can't stop fucking me hard," she says, taking a massive pounding like a champion.
"TAKE MY LITTLE FUCKING ASSHOLE," YoonA commands as your cock tries as hard as possible to destroy it. YoonA teases you, spinning on your cock for a bit only for you to attack her butthole. "Fucking fill my asshole, spread it open," she begs, you fingering her pussy as you pump her backdoor.
"I'm gonna cum again, FUCK!" YoonA moans as you put a pair of fingers in her cunt. "My pussy is soaking wet because I love dick in my ass," she says, you moving your hand from her pussy straight to her mouth for her to taste. "Keep going, put your fingers in my pussy, I want to feel full," she says. You do just as she wants, finger-fucking her wet cunt. "Let me taste, let me taste it," she begs.
YoonA keeps getting her asshole drilled hard. You now put her under a full nelson and just plow her to loud clapping sounds of your balls into her skin. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD," she screams as you use her. "You love all my holes, don't you, baby boy? My pussy, my ass, my mouth—you love using them like I'm a good fuck toy," she says.
"Stay there," YoonA says, pulling out as she sits on your face and moves to perform a nice 69 on your fat cock, taking it deep down her throat and tasting the flavor of her ass. "I love stuffing it down my throat balls deep," she says as she does so. She crawls back to the couch, getting on all fours and teasing you, pushing some of her fingers up her asshole.
"I want you to cum all over my pretty face again, but first, I want one more round of you fucking my ass," YoonA says. You promptly oblige, stuffing your cock up her butt in a hurry, grabbing her ass, and fucking it really fast. "Yes, like this," she says.
"Spread that ass open," YoonA says as you tease her asshole going in and out. "Pull my fucking hair," she says, you doing it as she moves her hips against your cock. You spank her butt hard. "That's it, that's what I want, OH FUCK YEAH," she moans. "Take that fucking ass, make me take it like a dirty fucking whore, like the nasty bitch I am," she says, you giving YoonA the best ass-fucking of her life.
"BEG FOR MY FUCKING CUM, BABY BOY," YoonA says as she starts squirting on the couch. "OHHHHHH," she screams loudly, your cock pumping her ass at full speed. "You like when my tight ass squeezes your big fucking cock?" she asks, looking at you. "I can't help myself; that cock is so good. I love cumming all over it, like a fucking nasty girl," she says.
"Push it all the way in, take that cock balls deep in my ass," YoonA says. "I like that, feeling all that cock up my guts," she says. You pull out a bit to look at her beautiful gape. "Admiring your good work, baby boy?" she asks.
"Fuck my ass until you cum in my face, dirty fucking boy," YoonA commands as you get closer and closer. You grab her butt, stuffing her ass full of her cock. You grab her hair, just fucking her with no regard. "USE MY FUCKING ASS TO MAKE YOU NUT, I WANT THAT CUM ALL OVER MY FUCKING FACE, USE THAT FUCKING ASS, MAKE YOURSELF FUCKING CUM, USE IT AS HARD AS YOU WANT, I CAN FUCKING TAKE IT, THAT'S FUCKING RIGHT," she commands, enjoying every second of your hard pounding.
"GIVE ME THAT HOT FUCKING LOAD ALL OVER MY PRETTY FUCKING FACE," YoonA begs as you fuck her so hard you can't take it anymore. You grab her waist hard and pound her at full speed. Her ass finally milks you as you pull out and unload another big load in her face. "Your milk tastes so good," she says as she takes it in her mouth and swallows it all.
"Don't think it's over yet, baby boy; there is still the dinner to go," YoonA says.
Chapter 3 - My Friend for Dinner feat. Sooyoung
YoonA takes her time as she starts to prepare the dinner. You try to kiss and cuddle her, but she rejects your advances. "Don't distract me," she says, not distracted at all, just wanting you to save all the horniness in your hot young body for her dinner surprise.
The doorbell rings just as YoonA has finished making the dinner. "Greet our guest," she tells you as you oblige and open the door for her longtime friend Sooyoung. "Hello, pretty boy, looks like YoonA got a nice gift for her birthday," Sooyoung says as she sees you, greeting you with a couple kisses.
Sooyoung, YoonA, and you have a nice dinner with lots of good food and a couple of glasses of wine and champagne. After all things are done, you three seem to be full, but that can't be further from the truth for YoonA.
"Do you guys want to go to my bedroom?" YoonA asks. "Sure, it's my favorite place in your house, YoonA," Sooyoung says. YoonA kisses you as she opens the door of her bedroom for you to see it for the first time. YoonA opens another bottle of champagne, and you three drink it on her bed. "You know why I invited you here, don't you?" YoonA asks Sooyoung.
"Yes, you can't fool me, YoonA," Sooyoung says. She takes off her shirt and shows you and YoonA her lingerie. "You came well prepared, such a good friend," she says.
YoonA starts massaging your already hard cock, desperate to fuck her in her bed. "I think she likes it," she says with a big smile on her face and looking at Sooyoung. She massages your bulge a little bit, teasing her friend. "Come here," she says, giving the sign to Sooyoung.
Sooyoung and YoonA share some kisses in front of you as a little tease before both of them move to touch your bulging erection. You offer your thumb for Sooyoung to suck, the way she does it already telling you she can suck a dick like a pro. YoonA unveils your massive cock to her friend as it pops out in one go, licking the tip and sucking it a couple times.
"Wanna taste it?" YoonA asks Sooyoung, who takes it deep in her mouth. You thought things couldn't get better, but having two beautiful members of your favorite group with their mouths all over your cock was something you wouldn't expect even in your wildest dreams.
Sooyoung takes your cock deep in her throat masterfully, not using her hands to give you a hot blowjob, smiling at you as she stuffs her mouth full of cock. "Is she good?" YoonA asks as she kisses you. "Well, she's amazing," you answer. "Such a good girl, isn't she?" YoonA asks. "Absolutely," you ask.
"I love that cock; you always manage to find some fine, thick, large cocks, YoonA," Sooyoung says. "Then suck it harder," she tells Sooyoung, pushing her friend's head against your shaft. Sooyoung takes it with ease, choking all over your dick and sending shivers down her spine with her incredible cock-sucking lips.
YoonA takes Sooyoung's lingerie off, stripping her friend naked as she keeps sucking you hard and deep, her face buried between her legs. "If you are loving her mouth this much, wait until you see her pussy," YoonA says as she keeps watching Sooyoung bob her head on your cock. But YoonA wants a piece of it too, taking your cock in her mouth as you get yourself naked in front of both girls.
Sooyoung dives down on your balls as YoonA gives you a perfect no-hands head-bobbing blowjob. "Oh yes," you say as both girls team up on your cock, YoonA licking your tip and then sharing kisses with Sooyoung. "It's been a while since I've seen such a good, big, fat cock, with all due respect to my boyfriend, his is really small compared to this one," Sooyoung says.
"Give me your tongue," YoonA says to Sooyoung as both girls team up to lick your tip together. The girls shove you to the bed, YoonA spitting on your cock as they taste it like ice cream. "I wanna see that tongue going up and down this cock," YoonA says, Sooyoung taking the bottom of your shaft while YoonA takes the top. The two girls then switch. "Suck it," YoonA says, pushing Sooyoung's face against your shaft.
"You like that?" YoonA asks as Sooyoung keeps moving up and down your shaft. "Oh yeah," you answer. "Keep stuffing your mouth on that cock, suck that big fucking dick, you nasty girl," she says to Sooyoung, pushing her face harder down your cock. "Give it to me, let me taste it too," YoonA says, each girl licking one side of your shaft.
"You look so pretty with that cock in your mouth," YoonA says to Sooyoung. "You wanna feel her pussy?" she then asks you, sharing some more kisses. "Get on that fucking cock, ride it," YoonA commands, stripping herself naked too, jerking your cock off and guiding it inside Sooyoung's pussy.
"Ohhhhh my God, it's so big," Sooyoung says, but she starts riding it hard from the get-go, YoonA watching it as she slaps her friend's ass and pushes her to go hard. "That dick is so good in your fucking pussy," YoonA says, letting Sooyoung bounce like a good slut, kissing her friend as she sits in your face.
"Grind on that fucking cock," YoonA tells Sooyoung, who does it just as she asks, moving sensually open and down your cock. "Eat my fucking pussy while she rides you," YoonA commands, her folds all over your mouth.
You feel in heaven, Sooyoung's pussy in your cock and YoonA's in your mouth. "I wanna taste it. Give it to me. Give me that fucking cock; it's mine," YoonA says, pulling your cock out of her friend's pussy to taste the amazing flavor. "Stuff it back in your pussy," she says, spitting on it and making Sooyoung ride it hard as she keeps pushing her body down your shaft. "Take it, take it," she says.
"Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhh," YoonA starts moaning as your tongue in her folds makes her feel amazing. You choke Sooyoung while she rides your cock. "Spread that ass," YoonA says, diving to lick her friend's asshole as you start pounding Sooyoung from down low. "That's so fucking sexy, that big fat cock working all over that pussy," she says.
"OH YEAH, THAT'S SO FUCKING AMAZING," Sooyoung screams. She squats hard on your cock, YoonA spanking her ass. "You like that? That big fucking cock in your pink pussy?" YoonA asks her friend. "YES, IT'S SO BIG," Sooyoung answers as she closes her eyes and moans loudly, getting more spanks from YoonA, who now dives to worship your balls.
"Pretty girl, pretty girl, bouncing on that cock," YoonA says as she grinds her pussy in your face and kisses Sooyoung, leaving you the opening to pump up her friend's pussy. "Go sit on his face," she says, the girls swapping positions, YoonA taking your cock in her pussy and grinding hard on it while Sooyoung grinds her ass in her face.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, shit," YoonA moans as she bounces on your cock. "Ride that fucking face," she says to Sooyoung, stretching to spank her ass. You can't resist and pump your cock up her pussy. "That dick is so fucking good, I can't say that enough times," she says, fingering her clit as she takes your pumping. "Oh, fuck, oh God," she moans.
"Cum all over his fucking face, cover him with fucking pussy juice, ah, ah, ah, ah," YoonA commands to Sooyoung as her friend ramps up the intensity of her grinding on your face. YoonA closes her eyes, riding your big fat cock to perfection, her moans driving you insane. "Nice and deep, nice and deep," she repeats. You reach to grab her ass while she reaches to grab Sooyoung's neck.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me like I'm your pretty bitch," YoonA begs as you attack her pussy, hammering it as hard as possible. "OH FUCK," YoonA screams. "You wanna pound that fucking pussy hard and deep?" she asks you. Sooyoung decides to watch, licking YoonA's pussy as she enjoys her friend getting stuffed full of your cock.
"You want that for you too, don't you, bitch?" YoonA talks dirty to Sooyoung as her friend dives into her pussy. You grab YoonA's legs, pushing her in your direction for a full nelson pounding while Sooyoung takes more of her friend's clit. "Oh, she wants that pussy. I can't blame her; it tastes so fucking good," YoonA says as you lock her long legs with your arms and pound her hard and fast, Sooyoung's tongue all over her clit.
Sooyoung takes your cock out of YoonA's pussy for a little tasting, spitting on it. "Stroke his cock into my pussy, put it back inside, and stroke it, stroke it, stroke it, good girl," YoonA commands as Sooyoung follows her instructions to perfection. "Now give it to me," YoonA says, putting her legs up for another hard pounding, giving Sooyoung the perfect view of your cock pumping her like a piston.
"You know I like the way you fuck me hard, the way you use me like a bitch, OH FUCKKKKKK," YoonA moans. "Make me cum," she begs, sharing kisses with Sooyoung as her friends rub her belly. YoonA lets Sooyoung taste your cock, pushing Sooyoung's head down your shaft using her feet. "I wanna taste it too," YoonA says, both girls fighting hard for every inch of your big dick.
"I want you to bend over like a good girl," YoonA tells Sooyoung, who obliges. "Let's get her," YoonA says, putting Sooyoung's face down and ass up while you grind your cock against Sooyoung's ass crack. YoonA sucks your cock all the way deep, preparing you for more of Sooyoung's pussy, your cock sliding in easy as she watches it. "That's so pretty," YoonA says.
YoonA tongues Sooyoung's asshole as you feed your cock to her between thrusts into Sooyoung's cunt. "You wanna come, bitch?" YoonA asks her friend, Are you enjoying the perfect view of your cock going in and out of Sooyoung's pussy. "She wants to cum all over that cock," YoonA says, you choking her while spanking Sooyoung's ass.
"Make her take it," YoonA commands as she gets on top of Sooyoung. "I'm so close," Sooyoung moans as you increase the pressure, pumping her hard and firmly grabbing her waist. You take turns spanking both girls' asses. "AH, AH, AH, FUCK," Sooyoung screams. "Yes, take that cock, you pretty bitch, take that big dick; that's a good girl," YoonA talks dirty to her.
"Spank it," YoonA tells you as you oblige and hit Sooyoung's pale ass. The spank makes Sooyoung's brain tilt, her moving her hips up and down your shaft as YoonA watches. You continue to spank her. "Stuff it in her fucking pussy," YoonA says. "I'm so fucking close," Sooyoung tells her. "Then spread that fucking ass," YoonA commands, grabbing Sooyoung's cheeks and pushing her against your massive shaft.
"OH MY GOD, AHHHHHH," Sooyoung moans as her ass recoils hard when pressed against your crotch. "Give it to her, make her cum all over that fucking dick," YoonA says, rubbing Sooyoung's tits as you give her friend very hard thrusts. Sooyoung's hair is now very messy, all over her face. "She wants to cum all over that cock, baby boy," YoonA says.
"Bounce on it, bounce on it," YoonA commands as Sooyoung follows, moving her hips hard to take your pole as deep as possible. "Wrap that pussy all over that cock," YoonA continues to command. "Look at how sexy she is bouncing on that dick, oh shit," YoonA says, you sucking her boobs while fucking Sooyoung.
"OH MY GOD, I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM," Sooyoung screams as she coats YoonA's bedsheets. "Look at that juicy pussy. wanna see it?" YoonA asks as she tastes your cock straight from Sooyoung's cunt, spreading her friend's meaty lips for you to see that pink hole you just used very well. "Look at that pink little pussy all spread for you," YoonA says.
"Such a beautiful pussy, I want it on my face. Sit on my fucking face with that pretty pink pussy," YoonA commands, lying on her bed as Sooyoung gets on top of her. "Ahhhh, ohhh," Sooyoung moans as YoonA starts eating her out. You put one of your legs on the bed, taking YoonA into a mating press position as you get ready to fuck her pussy as hard as possible one more time.
"HMMMM, HMMMMM, HMMMM," YoonA moans on Sooyoung's pussy as you start fucking her. "Ah, fuck, ah, fuck," Sooyoung also moans as YoonA eats her out. You use all your strength, attacking YoonA's pussy at the fullest. "OH SHIT, OH SHIT, AHH, AHHH, AHHH," YoonA moans, clinging to Sooyoung's pussy as she grinds her face on her friend.
You and Sooyoung share kisses as YoonA keeps getting pounded hard. "Fill that fucking pussy, baby," YoonA begs as Sooyoung gets out of her face and decides to watch you destroying her friend's hole. YoonA puts her legs up. "OH FUCK YEAH, SHIT," she moans as Sooyoung kisses her.
"THAT'S FUCKING DEEP, I'M GONNA CUM, I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM," YoonA moans as you slap her bouncy tits and make her body swing with your hard thrusts. You get on top of her, sharing some kisses with her. "You wanna watch that pussy spread for that fucking cock?" she asks Sooyoung. "Yes, I love watching you two fuck," her friend answers.
"Your cock is so fucking nice and hard in my pussy," YoonA says. Sooyoung comes in to taste it a bit. "Yes, taste that juicy pussy, such a good girl," YoonA says as Sooyoung spits all over your cock. "Put it back, nasty girl," YoonA commands, spanking Sooyoung's ass as she guides your cock back inside.
"Oh, it feels so big," YoonA moans as you go back to slowly fuck her. Sooyoung stays there, rubbing her friend's pussy as the two share some kisses. "Spread my fucking legs and make me take it," YoonA commands. "OH YES, OH YES, MAKE ME FUCKING CUM ON THAT DICK," YoonA moans, clinging to Sooyoung's body as she gets pounded. "FUCK YES, FUCK YES, OH SHIT, she screams.
"Keep going, work on that pussy, yes, yes, yes," Yoon moans. You bring her body closer to yours. Sooyoung just admires the view as you keep pounding her friend. "OH, OH, OH," YoonA moans, wet sounds coming out of her pussy as her legs tremble in orgasm. You get close to her, giving YoonA passionate kisses as you continue to fuck her good. "Spread my pussy wide open," she begs.
You take a little break to eat YoonA's pussy out. "You like to lick that amazing pussy, don't you, baby boy?" she asks. You put it back inside, Sooyoung. "That's fucking deep, oh god," YoonA moans, clenching her legs as she gets more and more sensitive. You slap your cock against her clit. "OH FUCK," she moans, squirting all over her bedsheets.
"Suck that fucking cock," YoonA commands to Sooyung, who obliges, closing her eyes and bobbing her head on your shaft using no hands as she tastes her friend's wet juices. YoonA comes to the side to watch, pushing your cock deep inside Sooyoung's mouth. "You like it down your throat, don't you, slut?" she asks.
"Give me that pussy," YoonA tells Sooyoung, spreading her friend's legs as both of you team up to eat her out. YoonA gets your cock wet, moving her head sideways as you insert it back inside Sooyoung's pussy. "OH FUCK, IT'S SO BIG," Sooyoung screams. "Right, isn't it?" YoonA asks, teasing her friend and kissing her.
"Are you scared of him getting deep in your pussy?" YoonA asks Sooyoung, fingering her clit. "So big, so deep in your fucking pussy, huh?" YoonA teases her friend. "OH FUCK," Sooyoung screams, closing her eyes as you hit her cervix. "Take it all in your fucking pussy," YoonA commands, enjoying Sooyoung getting pounded into oblivion while she kisses you. "That pussy is tight, isn't it?" she asks you.
"OHHHHHHH," Sooyoung moans as you give her a deep mating press. "Take it like a good girl," YoonA tells her. "IT'S. SO. FUCKING. DEEP." Sooyoung screams, barely able to handle the heat you give into her pussy. YoonA enjoys her friend getting pounded. "TAKE IT ALL, PLEASE, AHHHH," Sooyoung screams. "OH YES, YES, YES, YES," Sooyoung continues to moan. "AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHHH," more screams come out of her mouth, YoonA just loving it. "You like that?" she asks her friend, Sooyoung, so wasted she can barely breathe. You two kiss each other as you use Sooyoung like a fuck toy, sticking your cock as deep as possible in her pussy.
YoonA puts her butt in Sooyoung's face and offers you to lick her holes as you fuck her friend. But watching her pussy wide open gives you a different idea, as you stick your cock back inside YoonA and mount on top of her while Sooyoung eats her pussy. "OH YEAH," YoonA moans. You fuck Sooyoung's face to help you with some spit. "Fuck her pretty face," YoonA says, enjoying your cock attacking her pussy deep while Sooyoung's tongue does some great work.
"AH, AH, AH, YES, YES, YES, OH SHIT," YoonA moans. You take turns fucking her pussy and Sooyoung's face. "Does it feel good sticking your cock deep in her throat?" YoonA asks. "Obviously, you answer.
"Fuck that little pussy," YoonA commands as you keep pounding her. Sooyoung now uses both her tongue and hands. "THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, FUCK, FUCK FUCK," YoonA moans. "Give it to me, give it to me," she begs. Sooyoung looks at the view of your cock drilling her friend's pussy, grabbing you for a little more tasting.
"Stuff it back in," YoonA commands as Sooyoung hands your cock back inside her friend's pussy. She closes her eyes and just lets you fuck her hard. You spank her ass. "I love when you spank it," she says. You two share some kisses. Sooyoung worships your balls. "Lick his fucking balls, good girl," YoonA says.
"That's good, that's good. You wanna make me fucking cum, don't you?" YoonA asks, you pounding her harder than ever and pressing her body against her bedsheets. "Oh, fuck yeah," you start groaning, getting closer and closer to your orgasm. "AHH, AHH, AHHH, AHHH," YoonA screams.
"You wanna let him cum in your mouth?" YoonA asks Sooyoung. You pull out of YoonA, sliding your cock between their mouths as you prepare to cum. Sooyoung bobs her head on your cock as YoonA licks your balls. "Come here," you say, stroking your cock and pointing it at Sooyoung's face.
"I wanna see your cum all over her pretty face," YoonA tells you, getting her wish rather quickly as you ejaculate in Sooyoung's mouth as soon as she says those words. "Look at that boy, tasty juicy cum all over your mouth," YoonA says as Sooyoung enjoys it, kissing the tip of your cock to thank you. "Share with me," YoonA commands, Sooyoung dropping your cum into her mouth as the two share kisses and swap it in front of you. "Swallow," YoonA says, Sooyoung obliging. "What a good girl," YoonA continues, taking your cock in her mouth one last time.
The day with YoonA is over, and what a day it was. You take your belongings and leave her house, already missing her as you walk across the street. You are ready to take a taxi back home until a luxurious car stops in front of you.
"Get in there," YoonA says, you taking the backseat as Sooyoung and she are at the front.
"Where are you taking me?" you ask YoonA. "You'll find out soon," she answers.
YoonA stops the car close to a house where you can already hear the loud noises of a party building up. She arrives, and a group of 6 more girls comes to greet her. "You're late, birthday girl," Taeyeon says. "But now the party can truly begin," she continues.
"We have a surprise you're really going to enjoy, YoonA," Yuri says to her. "Hell yeah, Tiffany, can you please make the announcement?" Seohyun says.
"BRING THE BOYS OUT!!!!" Tiffany screams on the microphone. A bunch of dudes appear out of nowhere, one for each girl, as they start to take their clothes off in front of the girls.
"Are you ready for an all night orgy?" Taeyeon asks YoonA.
author's note: it was quite difficult to get the ball rolling, but here it is.
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The warm glow of the morning sun fills the bedroom, casting a shadow of the weird position you two are in. Chaehyun is leaning against your body while you’re against the headboard, an open diary still lying in her hands. You didn’t intend to fall asleep this way, but the night-long exploration of shared memories took its toll before you could settle in a proper sleeping position.
You take a deep breath as you collect yourself, your nostrils getting filled with her scent. A loud, unintentional yawn escapes your lips, and the sound makes Chaehyun stir awake. “Oh, sorry, love,” you say, your voice hoarse from the sleep. “Mm, it’s fine,” she mumbles, absentmindedly tracing odd lines on the diary’s cover. “Did you sleep well, by the way?” You chuckle a little, a genuine warmth rising within you. “I think I made the most of this position,” you quip.
Chaehyun turns her head, her gaze meeting yours over her shoulder. “Can we sleep in, love?” The thought of spending more time wrapped in her arms is indeed tempting, but your responsibilities at work demand your presence today. “You can, but I need to go to work,” you say, hoping she will understand. “Work, of course.” She sighs as a flicker of disappointment crosses her face, but she quickly masks it with a smile. “Well, I won’t hold you back too long, then.”
Chaehyun pulls you out of the bed despite wishing for you to stay at home with her. “I’ll steam some frozen dumplings for you,” she says. Usually, frozen food meant that you had no other option, but now that she’s returned, frozen food is actually good. Chaehyun has prepared a box full of plump, meaty dumplings to reheat when needed.
“Sounds great, baby,” you say, your hands taking their favorite spots on her waist, “perhaps the chef would like a kiss first?” She laughs, lightly hitting your chest as her cheeks turn a delicate pink. “Alright, fine—just one kiss, okay?” Chaehyun parts her lips slightly as she closes her eyes, bracing for intimate contact. She gasps quietly when your lips claim hers, losing herself in the gentle heat of the kiss. When the tangle finally breaks, she mutters a quiet thank you. “That’s perfect, love,” she looks up at you with a tender smile, “I’ll get going now.”
In the kitchen, Chaehyun hums to the melody of her own thoughts, moving around the space efficiently to prepare breakfast for you. “Coffee or tea?” she thinks, eyeing the two containers sitting on the shelf before her. Eventually, she reaches for the jar of chamomile tea, her nose picking up the blissful scent as soon as the lid is open. “Mm, yes, definitely tea.”
After arranging the plates and mugs, she takes a seat at the dining table, her eyes glued to the brown bedroom door. She can’t help but bite her lip when you emerge from the bedroom with only a towel around your waist, admiring your good physique as a familiar urge whirls within. As you step closer towards her, she quickly shifts her gaze towards the other direction, because even when you’re not aroused, the clear evidence of your masculinity can’t simply be hidden—if anything, it does not let itself be hidden.
“Y-your breakfast is ready, love,” she says, trying her hardest to not stare at your crotch. Pretending to have missed her mischievous gaze, you take a seat next to her, your knee brushing against hers. “Before I start eating and forget, I just want to say thank you,” you say. You reach to the side towards her hand, rubbing the back of it affectionately while looking into her eyes. “One of my biggest sins in our marriage is how little I appreciated your efforts, and I plan to make it right with you on this… renewed slate, I suppose.”
Chaehyun, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone, can only look back at you, her lips parting slightly in puzzlement. “Okay…?” She scratches her temple, unsure of what else to say. “You’re… welcome, I guess?” You nod slowly, satisfied by her response despite the underlying hesitation behind it. “Right, well, I’ll start eating now.”
She looks at you intently as you dig into the dumplings on your plate, enjoying the sight of you devouring them as if they were the best dumplings of all time. She leans forwards a little, drawn to the genuine excitement for the food that you’re exuding, her hand finding a spot on your bare thigh. “Are they that good?” Your free hand finds its way around her back, hugging her tenderly from the side. “Yes, my dear; they’re that good,” you say, making sure that she knows how appreciated her efforts are. “If it’s okay with you, baby, can you reheat some more, because I want to take some to work?” She nods vehemently, her heart swelling with affection because of your simple request. “Of course, love,” she replies, her tone high in excitement. “In fact, I’ll make more of them while you’re at work. That way, we will always have dumplings in stock.”
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“We’re going out for lunch, director—want to come along?” Mr. Kim offers, not knowing that you’ve brought your wife’s delectable dumplings to work. “I’m fine, Mr. Kim,” you show him the pink food container that is uniquely yours, “my wife made these dumplings for me, so I’ll have them for lunch.” A smile plays on his lips, hiding his envy behind it. “Well, I hope you enjoy your lunch, sir.”
As you bite into the first one and cause an explosion of flavors in your mouth, your phone rings: it’s your beloved wife checking in on you. “Hi, hello,” you greet her with a full mouth, your voice barely intelligible because of it. “Hi there,” she replies, seemingly excited to catch you eating the food she’s made this morning. “Enjoying your lunch, baby?” You hum in response, unable to say words while you’re busy chewing. “Aw, that’s cute,” the satisfaction is evident in her voice, “well, I’ll leave you to it, then. Call me back after you’re done eating, okay?” You nod to yourself, taking a mental note to get back to her later, and the call ends soon after.
You sink into your chair as you savor the last remnants of this special, delightful lunch. “Oh, Kim Chaehyun…” Her name rings in your mind, secretly wishing you could just hug her tight right here, right now. “Wait, actually,” you’re reminded that she wanted you to call her back, “let’s call her now.”
It takes but a second for her to answer the call, greeting you with a high tone that is thick with excitement. “Hi, baby!” Her high spirits are always infectious, often leaving you with no choice but to feel the same. “Hi, love. Can I just say that I loved, loved, loved those dumplings?” A giggle is heard from the other side, a sign that she’s flattered by your appreciation. “You’re sweet, you know,” she says. “Also, I’ve made a dozen more—all for you, my love.” You swallow a gulp that is stuck in your throat, wishing you could have more now. “That’s wonderful, baby.”
“By the way,” Chaehyun changes the subject. “I’ve read our diaries again. Can we talk about it a bit?” Your eyebrows rise, intrigued by her request to talk about those records from the past. “Sure, what about them, baby?”
“Just how crazy were we when it came to sex?”
Your heart begins pounding in your chest, each beat bumping against your ribs. Thinking about those passionate—sometimes even wild—nights at work feel inappropriate, but you’re not dodging her question. Chaehyun might feel like you’re being dismissive about the past if you avoid answering her. Coming across as being disparaging about the only thing she can use to get a glimpse of her old self is definitely not among the things you want to do to her.
“We… we’ve always been crazy for each other,” you answer, stringing each word carefully. “We’ve done things that some might think are beyond the lines of normalcy.” Chaehyun falls silent, processing your answer as she presumably holds the sex diary in her hands. “Is that so?” she asks, her voice almost disappearing. “Yeah, I mean, these… entries do sound wild—not all of them, but almost.” You nod along, and you can only think about how you have managed to persuade her into committing these naughty, borderline verboten, acts with you time and time again.
“I feel like I owe you some apologies,” you say, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly. “But I always consented, right?” she asks. “Yes, you did,” you answer firmly, not leaving any room for doubt about your moral correctness, even if the sex was often anything but. “I’d like to talk when you get home tonight, if that’s okay,” she inquires, hoping that you’ll give her the time and space for a discussion. “I’ll do my best, love.”
“I’ll see you later then, daddy.”
Hearing that name always makes you hard. You know the underlying meaning it carries, and if the past is anything to go by, tonight will end with you and Chaehyun out of breath and energy.
“Don’t tempt me, please,” you warn her, your words not carrying threat. “Or what?” she taunts. “Will you bend me over the dining table and take my anus like in page 9?” You sigh deeply, gradually losing your grip on the reins of lust. “Kim Chaehyun, please don’t push me,” you warn her again, this time a bit more serious. “Yeah, okay—look, I’ll go now, okay? I love you.” With a click, the call ends, leaving you alone with your growing arousal. “Yeah, I love you too,” you say belatedly, not reaching her ear.
-
Chaehyun stretches around, only getting herself together now after falling asleep on the couch, the sex diary still cradled in her hands. She then checks the time: only around an hour to go before you step through the front door. “I should prepare dinner,” she thinks, fighting the urge to stay seated. Closing the diary and leaving it on the sofa, Chaehyun makes her way to the kitchen, ready to whip up a quick meal for dinner.
The sex diary is now replaced with the recipe book, and her choice lands on the beef teriyaki recipe. Her finger taps on the little sticky note that says, “No onion, please,” and she chuckles to herself. “Someone doesn’t like onion, huh?” After grabbing the necessary ingredients and organizing them on the counter, she begins cooking, her skills from the olden days resurfacing with every recipe she’s trying out.
The cooking has gone rather swiftly and smoothly, and she’s managed to finish it before you arrive. As soon as Chaehyun settles on the couch again, beeps are heard from the front door, a sign that someone is about to emerge from the other side. “Has to be him,” she thinks. She maintains a smile as she waits for the door to swing open, and her smile only widens when you step inside the house.
“Hi there,” she waves at you with a smile, her forehead shiny with sweat she’s gotten from cooking, “you arrive just in time; I just finished making dinner.” You place your backpack in its usual spot on the shelf by the door, a gesture of leaving work at the front door and not letting it cloud the tender domesticity in this house.
“Thank you for cooking, baby,” you say, peppering her face with kisses, thus getting a bit of her sweat on your lips. “Are we eating now, or?” You eye the closed diary on the couch, hoping that she’s willing to postpone the scheduled discussion until you have some food in your belly. “Yeah, let’s eat now while everything is hot like me.” Your eyes blink rapidly, caught off guard by her last few words. “Hot like me, hey?” you repeat, and you’re met with her cheeks that are turning light pink.
You let Chaehyun lead you towards the dining table, and when she’s close enough to it, you bend her over, her covered breasts pressed against the wooden surface. “Page 9,” you say. “If I remember correctly, I took you just like this in that entry.” Chaehyun laughs softly, the sound vibrating through you. “Are we jumping straight into the deep end?” she asks, feeling the surge of arousal in the air. Your peck that lands on her nape sends a shiver down her spine. “No, not yet,” you whisper. “We’ll have the time for that.”
With a hand on her shoulder, you help her get back up, silently making a promise to indulge in some heated sexual encounter for the sake of reminiscing. “Can you prepare the food, please? I’ll join you after this.” Chaehyun nods without saying anything, her heart still racing at the thought of getting taken roughly over the table as the diary portrays. “Great, I’ll be right back.”
Chaehyun swiftly arranges the table, moving with a purposeful rush as if trying to finish dinner as quickly as possible, and you come out of the bathroom just as she’s filling some mugs with water. She puts the glass jug on the table and looks at you with a small smile and pink cheeks. “Dinner is ready,” she gestures at the set table, the big bowl of beef teriyaki serving as a center piece.
Chaehyun can only look at you as you step towards her, and your towering presence causes her to swallow a gulp. “I-I said dinner is ready, m-my love,” she stammers, unsure of your intentions. “Oh, I heard you the first time, baby,” you whisper, your breath hot against her face. “It’s just that I crave for a bit of… appetizer.” Once again, she swallows the gulp that is stuck in her throat.
“What appetizer—mph!”
Before she can complete her sentence, your lips claim hers in a searing kiss, and in a moment of submission, she presses her curves against your firm torso, melting into the mind-consuming contact. Eventually, after having tasted enough of her lips, you slowly pull away.
“Oh my God, you…” she trails off, not bothering to finish her words.
While it’s true that she’s been back for a few months, this level of fiery passion still feels rather unfamiliar to her—she’s trying her best to get up to speed, nonetheless.
“I what, baby?” Chaehyun looks at you with a steady gaze, but her chest is anything but; her heart that is pounding within has her chest rising and falling in quick succession. “I… I can’t keep up with you,” she says in a tiny voice. You ask, “Too fast?” and she nods slowly in response. “I’m sorry, love—look, let’s have dinner first, and then we can think about how we want to continue.”
Usually, you sit across the table, but tonight, you opt to sit next to her, and your arm instinctively takes a spot on her lower back, showing possessiveness even when there’s no crowd. “Dinner,” she points at the dish on the table while looking at you, “c-can we start eating now?” You give her a peck on the temple, the more tender touch soothing her nerves. “Of course, baby. Actually, if you want to, I can give you some space to eat, and I’ll eat after you.” Chaehyun takes a few deep breaths, finishing the job of calming herself down, and shakes her head after. “No, that is against the point of me cooking for you,” she says, her resolve strengthening again.
As the two of you start eating, the initial tension begins to dissipate, and in its place blooms a sense of comfortable domestic intimacy. You savor each bite of the teriyaki, offering genuine praises for her cooking that are punctuated by soft smiles and touches. She reciprocates these praises with smiles of her own that are twice as sweet.
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A new habit that the two of you have picked up is sharing dish washing duties; Chaehyun washes them, and you wipe them dry. Tonight is a bit different, though: you’re the one getting wet while Chaehyun stays dry.
“So, erm,” she attempts to start a conversation. “When can we talk about them?” You glance at her, pretending to not know what she’s getting at. “Talk about what, baby?” you ask. She sighs, her spirits slipping away at your less enthusiastic response. “Please, don’t do that to me; those diaries are the only things that can help me learn my past.”
Taken aback by the sudden change in tone, you freeze momentarily, letting the water run into waste. “Can I not learn about my past? Do you not want me to?” Chaehyun presses further. Having regained composure, you quickly turn off the tap and dry your hands. “Baby, that’s not what I meant…” You cup her soft cheek, stroking it gently with your thumb. “You want to talk about the diaries, yeah? Let’s settle in bed and talk about them, then.” She nods, rubbing her cheek against your hand, as a small smile plays on her lips. “I’ll wait for you in the bedroom, then.”
When you enter the bedroom, Chaehyun is waiting for you, leaning against the headboard with some diaries on her lap. She extends a hand, inviting you to join her in the soft mattress, adding to the irresistible draw of the already alluring atmosphere of the dimly lit bedroom. When your hand touches hers, fingers tangling together, a bigger smile spreads across her face, her eyes filled with hopefulness and anticipation of taking a trip to the past.
You lean against the headboard beside her, pulling her closer to you as she picks up the first diary she wants to address. “I saw some more names,” she begins, her voice a bit hesitant, “and I want you to tell me who they are, okay?” You nod, preparing yourself to be as honest as needed, committing to not hiding anything from her. “Read the names, baby, and I’ll tell you.”
“Kim Jiyoon,” she starts.
“Your friend from college. Stole a potential boyfriend from you.”
Chaehyun sighs, not expecting things to take such a drastic turn so soon. “Off to a great start,” she says, sarcasm thick in her voice. “No further questions—let’s move on to another name,” you urge her, not wanting to let her slip into sourness.
Chaehyun flips the page and finds another name. “Next one: Choi Jiwon.”
“A former employee at our company. Quit to get married to a guy who also worked for us. As far as I know, they already have a child—a son, I think.”
Her expression softens at this better revelation, a fond smile tugging at her lips. “That’s cute,” she says, her finger tracing small circles over Jiwon’s name on the diary. “I assume one of them had to quit because of company policy?” You sigh at the cold reminder of losing such a valuable employee to an outdated rule. “We’ve changed the policy, though,” you say. “Such a rule still exists, but it’s less… constraining, I suppose.” She nods, seemingly in approval of the change. “That sounds good, love,” she adds.
“Anyway, next one: Kim Chaewon.”
Your smile disappears promptly at the mentioned name, one that you used to say with a lot of love and care; one that took so much to forget. “Kim Chaewon…” you repeat, your voice barely above a whisper. “What about that person, hm?” she presses on. You sigh, silently wishing she hadn’t found this name. You’re still committed to telling the truth, though.
“Kim Chaewon wanted me to give her 50 grams of gold as a dower,” you say, plain and truthful. Chaehyun’s eyebrows rise as she turns in your arms, looking at you with curious eyes. “O…kay? And what did you give me?” she asks. “Well, 50 grams of gold,” you say again. She scratches her head, befuddled by the spin that the story is taking. “I don’t understand, honestly.”
“Look, baby,” you start over from the top. “Chaewon made it very clear that it was 50 grams of gold or no marriage, and I knew it wasn’t just her wish, but also her parents. Something about testing my resolve and commitment to the relationship with wealth.” Chaehyun nods slowly, gradually getting a grip on the story. “Okay, so?” she asks, curiosity getting the better of her. “So, I said no, because it felt like it was her price tag so I could take her hand in marriage, and I didn’t want any of that.”
You lean back against the headboard, your arm loosening its hold on Chaehyun. “It wasn’t easy,” you mutter, your mind going back to the day you severed your ties with Chaewon—what an eventful day that was. “I cared for Chaewon, but I wasn’t going to compromise my principles just so I could get married.” You pause, your gaze meeting Chaehyun’s, your hand reaching for hers. “But then I met you,” you whisper, “and all those pain and regret just melted away, and I was more than happy to give you 50 grams of gold, because you deserved every gram of it.”
Chaehyun’s fingers tighten around yours, an adoring smile spreading across her features. “I’m glad you found your way to me,” she says, her voice thick with affection. “So am I, baby,” you press a tender kiss to her knuckle, “I’m beyond grateful to have you by my side for all these years.”
The diary closes with a subtle thud as Chaehyun leans closer against your side. “Oh, are we done, baby?” you ask, secretly relieved that she’s closed the book. “With that one, yes, but we’ll look at the sex diary after this.” You chuckle, realizing that you’re not out of the woods just yet. “Okay, I’m game for whatever you want to do, baby.”
The first diary soon loses its place in Chaehyun’s hands to the sex diary, one that is filled with another type of history. The entries of this diary are shorter, more focused on the specific encounters of each entry, and the language is often raw and unpolished.
As she opens the cover, the room’s temperature seems to start rising at the expectation of reliving into the sensual entries of this particular diary. A blush creeps up to her cheeks at the sight of the first page: a depiction of being taken from behind while standing up in front of a mirror. “Oh my…” she mutters. “You know, I’ve read this page so many times, and I blushed every single time,” she adds. Naughty as you are, you nibble her exposed earlobe teasingly. “Did you perhaps get wet too, baby?” Chaehyun exhales deeply, trying her best in maintaining her resolve. “Y-yes, I did,” she admits.
Chaehyun gently pushes her elbow against you, signaling her need to have some space for herself. “T-there are some… positions that I want to talk about,” she says, the blush on her cheeks still not disappearing. “Sure, baby.”
Chaehyun flips the dairy to the twenty-sixth page, titled “The Butterfly.” The page has a little sticky note stuck on the edge, serving as a marker.
“This one,” she places a finger on the title, “this entry sounds very naughty, love.” You chuckle, your mind going back to the night you first did this position with Chaehyun. “Does it, baby? Well, what if I told you that you were the one who came up with the name?” She shakes her head, amused by the creativity of her past self. “Anyway, can you, like, show me how we’re supposed to do this?” she asks. “Oh, I can—please, stand up.”
You guide her to stand in front of the mirror, taking a position behind her yourself. “Here, baby,” you then guide her to wrap one arm around your neck, facing away from you. “A-are you going to lift me like the diary says?” You nod, a fond smile playing on your lips. “On three, baby—one, two, three.” You lift her into the air, supporting her with your hands that are planted on the insides of her thighs.
“Here we have it, baby. The Butterfly,” you say, meeting her gaze through the mirror. Her cheeks turn red hot as she scans the sight of the reflection, taking in every detail of it. “S-so, you just… take me from behind while I’m in the air?” You give her a peck on the nape, praising her for quickly catching on. “Precisely, baby—from here, I can either put it in the front or the rear, depending on our agreement.” Chaehyun nods slowly, her mind imagining how it would be if you were to take her in this position right here, right now. “I think… I think I want to do this soon.”
“Soon, hey?” you echo, your low voice seductive. “Like, tonight soon, or…?” Chaehyun’s eyes sparkle, a mix of excitement and shyness swirling in them. “Maybe…” she whispers. “But… can we talk about this first, because I think doing it like this requires everything each of us has?” You nod, agreeing with her assessment. “It does, but usually, all I need from you is your moans,” you say, adding a little teasing remark for extra seduction point.
The heat in your voice, the temptation lying beneath it, and the suggestive smile on your lips are enough to ignite a flame of desire within Chaehyun. “My moans, huh?” she repeats, gradually surrendering to the lure of raw, unrestrained desire. “I’m a simple man, baby,” you say. “Besides, your moans sound like music to me.” She nods with firm resolve. “Alright, let’s do it, then.”
You carefully lower her onto the floor, giving both of you the chance to undress. Chaehyun takes off everything rather swiftly, kicking the discarded clothes to the side after she’s completely bare before you. She then takes a few steps, closing the gap between bodies, and reaches for your half-erect member, stroking it to hardness.
She looks up at you with a smile that’s more cute than sexy, more pure than seductive. “Whatever we do tonight,” she begins, her hand running along your length, “I want to emphasize on our love for each other than a simple man-in-woman encounter.” You plant a soft, fleeting kiss on her lips, making a promise to make this more than a physical connection. “Of course, sweetheart. After all, we did all those positions out of love, not mere lust.”
Satisfied with how hard you are, she turns around, facing the mirror once more. “I’m ready,” she says, no hesitation in her voice. You cradle her right hand against your nape as you lift her, your hands firm beneath the soft curve of her parted thighs, suspending her weight in the air. “Vaginal or anal, baby?” you ask, making sure both of you are on the same page. “Vaginal for now, please.”
“Okay, here I go, baby.”
You feel Chaehyun's muscles tense and then relax as you fill her, her soft moan a confirmation of your connection. The mirror reflects the intimate dance of your bodies, your movements synchronized, your breaths mingling in the air. You deepen the kiss on her nape, your hands still fixed on the soft flesh of her thighs, guiding her rhythm. The sensation of her heat around you is intoxicating, driving you to explore the boundaries of pleasure.
The pace quickens, your thrusts becoming more insistent, each movement a testament to the raw desire that consumes you. Chaehyun's moans intensify, her head falling back as she surrenders to the sensations. The world narrows down to the feel of her skin, the sound of her breath, the primal rhythm of your bodies entwined.
A surge of pure sensation washes over you both as you reach the finish line. You feel Chaehyun's body tighten around you, her moans reaching a fever pitch. You whisper her name, your voice thick with passion, and she cries out in release, her body shuddering in ecstasy. You hold her firmly, supporting her weight as the waves of pleasure subside, the shared climax a powerful apex of intimacy.
You slowly remove yourself from her heat, letting your excess seed drip onto the floor in waste. With cautious and precise move, you carefully lower her onto her feet, your hands planted on her hips to keep her steady. “You’re alright, baby. You’re so amazing,” you whisper, calming her down and praising her simultaneously.
Seeking comfort and safety, Chaehyun leans back against you, her chest heaving at every deep breath. “You… you’re insane…” she says, signs of exhaustion drawn all over her features. “H-how… how did you do that?” You chuckle, pressing a tender peck to the back of her head. “I don’t know; I just did what I thought would be best, and boy was it the best thing we’ve ever done.” Chaehyun weakly smacks your hand that is resting on her belly. “Next time, you should prepare me more,” she adds. You grin, catching the hint of a chance for a second try. “Sure, baby. Next time.”
Instead of lingering too long in the afterglow, you gently guide her back to bed. You pull the cover over her, wrapping her drained body under the soft material. “I’ll get you some water, baby, okay?” She nods, so you fetch a glass of water and bring it back to her. You caress her head softly as she takes small sips, her eyelids too heavy to keep open. The intensity from The Butterfly has completely disappeared, replaced by a relaxed, soothing tenderness, a reminder that this relationship is built on much, much more than sex—it’s built on the love and care you have for each other.
-
Chaehyun stirs in the middle of the night after having fallen asleep a few hours prior out of exhaustion. “Hi, sweetheart,” you greet her, your tone gentle. “Are you okay?” She nods, her cheeks rubbing against the pillow. “Just a bit sore—wait, why aren’t you asleep?” she asks. You put your tablet to the side, cradling her in your arms. “I just thought I could read some reports while you rested, baby.” She pouts, more playful than annoyed. “You wrecked me and read a report after that? You’re out of your mind, husband,” she continues.
A wave of tenderness washes over you as you hold Chaehyun close. “I didn’t wreck you, sweetie,” you protest, your voice laced with anything but irritation. “You said you wanted to relive some of the entries in the sex diary, so I granted your wish.” She hides her face in your chest, pressing her face against the firm muscles. “Doesn’t change the fact that you’ve made me so sore,” she argues.
As you stay in this warm cuddle with her, a memory from a few months ago resurfaces. “Chaehyun, baby,” you call to her, “didn’t you say you wanted to try doing page 5?” Chaehyun’s forehead furrows, trying to remember if she indeed said it. “Did I? What’s on page 5 anyway?” You shrug, not particularly attentive to the content of said page. “We’ll have to check.”
Chaehyun pulls away from the embrace, quipping, “Curiosity kills the cat, and I’m a very curious cat.” She reaches for the diary once more, quickly navigating to the referred page. She chuckles a little as she reads the entry, shaking her head in amusement. “It’s me sitting on a stool while getting fucked from behind,” she reveals, “God, we’re so… so… oh, what’s the word, naughty?”
While Chaehyun is still stuck reading the entry, you watch her with a smile on your face. It’s both relieving and arousing to see Chaehyun so eager to explore her own sexuality, to embrace the naughty—her word, not yours—things you’ve done together. Eventually, with a sigh, Chaehyun closes the diary and returns it to the bedside table.
“We can do that soon. Besides, I think I want to practice anal sex again.” Your eyebrows rise in surprise, not expecting her to bring up anal sex this soon. “Anal? Really?” Chaehyun chuckles. “I mean, sitting on a stool and sticking my butt out—that’s the perfect position for you to take my ass, no?”
There’s a handful of things that haven’t changed from Chaehyun, and this is one of them: she still doesn’t mince her words.
“I suppose so,” you answer. “You know what, why don’t we talk about it next time—you know, when our heads are… clearer, I guess?” Chaehyun smiles as she returns to her previous position in your arms. “Sure, let’s talk about it. After all, we’re doing all these things out of love and not simple lust, aren’t we?” You peck her on the lips, praising her for her understanding of the significance of this connection between the two of you. “Yes, my love; we are doing these things out of love,” you echo, confirming the mutual understanding between you and her.
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You stir to the feel of Chaehyun's fingers tracing patterns on your chest. Her touch is light and lingering, a sensual reminder of the passion you shared last night. You open your eyes to find her looking right back at you, her expressions a mixture of affection and desire. "Good morning," she murmurs, her voice husky. "I was just thinking about... last night." A wave of heat washes over you as you recall the intensity of your connection. The weekend morning feels heavy with unspoken desires, a promise of further exploration hanging in the air.
You trace odd lines along her spine, the memory of the smooth skin of her back pressed against your torso still vivid in your head. “Good morning, beautiful,” you whisper, your voice as husky as hers. “What are you thinking about, baby?” Her hand slides along your stomach, its final destination unquestionable. “Are we perhaps going to try that anal-on-a-stool position today?” she asks.
A slow grin spreads across your face as the promise from last night resurfaces. “I think we can give it a try,” you say, keeping a straight face, pretending to be nonchalant. Chaehyun smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “You could sound a bit more excited, you know,” she counters, seeing right past your façade. “I mean, think about it; the way you’d be positioned… the access it would provide…” Chaehyun trails off, letting the words hang in the air for you to fill in the blanks with your own imagination.
“Before I let myself run wild, let me ask you this, baby: do you consent to doing anal sex?” you ask, digging deep within yourself to find some clarity of mind amidst the growing sexual tension. Chaehyun smiles, her heart swelling with affection, touched and satisfied by your sense of responsibility in making sure she’s on board. “Of course, love. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have offered you my anus,” she assures you, making clear of her stance.
You walk to the kitchen together, fingers intertwined. You help her onto a stool near the kitchen counter, having her sit in a proper position for now. “The original stool broke a few years ago, and this is what we have now,” you say. Chaehyun looks at you and herself, making estimations about the height situation. “I don’t think this is high enough,” she says. You chuckle, amused by her judgement. “Don’t worry, baby; I can just bend my knees,” you assure her, determined to make the most of what you have.
Maintaining eye contact with you over her shoulder, she shifts to let her butt hang off the edge. “Yes, baby?” you ask, your hands already finding their resting place on her hips. “Can we test if this angle is comfortable for us?” You nod at her question, and you guide your manhood by hand towards her rear, bending your knees as necessary. “This is manageable, I think,” you offer your estimation.
Chaehyun turns around to face you, cupping your face with her soft hands, her thumb stroking your cheek affectionately. “I’ll be honest with you, love, I’m actually quite nervous about this,” she admits, being as genuine as can be. “Can we… can we, like, set boundaries or something?”
You nod solemnly, understanding the apprehension from her side. After all, she hasn’t been penetrated in that hole for so long at this point. “Of course. What boundaries? Safe words?” Chaehyun looks deep into your eyes as she carefully thinks about a way to balance safety and pleasure. “I think safe words can work,” she says. “Did we have safe words back then?” “We did, baby. Yours was pine—short for porcupine.” Chaehyun cracks a small laugh at the explanation. “So, I would just scream pine if I wanted to stop?” You nod, and she starts shaking her head, both amused and relieved by the agreement you once shared. “Yeah, okay, that sounds great.”
Chaehyun turns around again, resting her elbows on the counter. “Oh, we’ve come to an agreement, haven’t we?” you ask, pointing out her perceived readiness, a surge of anticipation warming your blood and stiffening your member. “Should I go grab some lube, just to make it easier?” Her expression becomes thoughtful. “Do we… really need it?” She glances at you over her shoulder again. “Can we try doing it without lube first? Please?” You fall silent momentarily, weighing the option to go in her anus raw and dry. “Alright, let’s give it a try,” you eventually relent. “Let’s try using spit, okay?”
You spit onto your hand and coat your erect manhood repeatedly with your own saliva. “Excuse me, baby,” you say as you apply some saliva on her tight pucker, and Chaehyun arches her back in reflex, a shiver running down her spine. “No going back now,” she thinks. “There, nice and somewhat wet. I hope that’s enough.”
Chaehyun inhales sharply when your tip touches her tight forbidden entrance, but she quickly tries to relax. “Slowly, please,” she whispers as her muscles start to part to make way for your invading member. She takes deep breaths to steady herself as more of your cock enters her, the burn of the stretch nearly unbearable. Eventually, when the entirety of your cock is fully seated inside her tight ass, she… moans.
“Does this hurt, baby?” you ask her, your fingers running along her spine. She takes a few more deep breaths, getting used to the intrusion in her most private part. “Kind of, but nothing… nothing I can’t take,” she answers, shifting her butt around to fully feel the way your cock is parting her anal muscles.
“God, this is… this is…” she trails off, unable to find the words to describe the sensations. “Can you start moving a little, please?”
You slowly retreat, only leaving the first few centimeters of your cock inside her, before pushing forwards once more, savoring the tightness of her stretched muscles as centimeter after centimeter gets swallowed by her ass.
“Oh, fuck…” you mutter, losing yourself in the heat of the moment. You look down at the intimate connection; this looks like it hurts so bad. “Baby, you okay? Want to stop?” She shakes her head to your question, her will to see this through still standing strong. “Can I try moving faster?” This time, she nods, giving you the green light to take her. “Alright, let’s do this, baby.”
“Yes, daddy.”
“Give me your hands,” you demand, holding onto her hands like they were some reins. “Let’s do it like we did the first time around.” You deepen your thrusts, your rhythm becoming more primal, more demanding. Chaehyun's moans escalate, her body tightening around you. As you take on this wild pace, the stool begins to wobble, adding an element of precariousness to the encounter, heightening the thrill. She can only stay bent like this, left with no other choice but to take the punishing thrusts that short her brain every single time.
Soon, you stop your pumps to catch your breath, and Chaehyun, with her chest bumping with heavy breaths, looks at you over her shoulder. “D-daddy?” she calls to you, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, baby?” you answer, your tone gentle despite your ragged pants, letting go of her hands which you have been holding for so long. “W-why… why stop?” You bend forwards just enough to land a peck on the back of her head. “Just giving both of us some… some time to breathe,” you reason, your voice getting breathy. “We’ll start again after this.”
A few minutes have passed. Your breathing has somewhat returned to normal, and Chaehyun seems to have recovered as well. “Chaehyun, baby,” you call to her. “Ready to go again?” She nods, returning to her previous position of bending over the counter, offering her hands to be held again. “Actually, can we do something else?” you ask. She glances at you, asking herself what something else means. “What is it?”
“Let’s head to the sofa, baby. I’ll show you.”
You guide Chaehyun, whose anus is getting very sore, towards the sofa, each step heavy but careful. “Kneel on the floor and bend over the sofa, baby,” you direct her, and Chaehyun follows without asking twice. “Alright, that’s perfect.” You spit on her ass a few more times for good luck, and you lodge your cock into her pucker once more for the final stretch.
Her asshole offers far less resistance now that you’ve gaped it, thus letting you slide in with less difficulty than before, but that doesn’t take anything from her; she’s still very, very tight back there. “By the way,” you just remember something, “can I finish inside?” She nods. “Sure.” You give her another peck, this time on the center of her back. “Thank you, baby.”
You start off slow once more, but that’s not for long, as you’re quick to return to the previous pace when you were in the kitchen, your hips crashing into hers while your cock hits the deepest points of her asshole. “Fuck, I’ve missed this, baby—I’ve missed taking your ass,” you blurt, letting your longing for anal sex be known to her.
Having teetered on the precipice of orgasm for too long, your cock sends signals, telling you that your orgasm is very near and approaching rapidly. “I’m going to fill your ass, baby,” you say to Chaehyun, who has lost herself in this all-consuming anal sex.
With one last pump, you stick your cock balls deep, a wave of pure ecstasy flooding your head, her clenching muscles adding more to the bliss, and Chaehyun screams as your hot semen fills her anal cavity to overflowing.
As you ride the high of your orgasm, splashing sounds are heard. “Baby? Are you squirting?” She nods weakly as stray strands of hair get stuck to her face. “Y-yes, daddy,” she admits with no shyness in her voice, only remnants of pleasure from the unbridled encounter. “Ngh!” Chaehyun grunts as more and more of her juice flows out in abundance, drenching the carpet of the living room. “You know, it almost feels like your body remembers some of these things,” you offer her an observation. “I… I guess it does.”
You slowly withdraw, letting your excess seed spill onto the carpet. With cautious and precise movements, you help her climb onto the sofa, lying her square on her back. “You’re alright, baby. You’re so amazing,” you whisper, calming her down and praising her at once. Seeking comfort, Chaehyun opens her arms, inviting you to take your rightful spot in her embrace.
“How… how did you do that?” You chuckle at her question, pressing a tender kiss on her lips. “I just did what my old self would do, baby,” you answer her. “Were you in pain, by the way? Do you want to never do this again?” At first, she doesn’t answer, but eventually, she says, “I mean, you were very deep in my anus.” You nod as a surge of guilt stirs within. “I’m sorry, sweetie. Look, I promise we’ll prepare ourselves better next time, if there is a next time.”
She takes her turn to peck you on the lips.
“There is a next time, yes. After all, I want to remember the bliss of anal sex, daddy.”
You grin, already looking forward to the next time you gape her ass again.
“That’s my good slut,” you whisper, letting the degrading term slip out.
Xiaoting stormed into the room, her long, black wavy hair swaying with each step. "Manager-nim," she called out, her sultry voice filling the space. You looked up from your phone, meeting her gaze. "Why, ting?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint.
"Can you help me recording? I want to post something on TikTok," she said, her hands gesturing animatedly. You nodded, setting your phone aside. This was part of your job, after all. "So, how do you want to be recorded?" you asked, standing up to adjust the camera. She showed you the dance she wanted to record, her body moving with fluid grace.
You always marveled at her when she danced. It was as if she transformed into a different person, silly yet beautiful. Today was no exception. As you recorded her challenge, your cock hardened, a familiar response to her magnetic presence. You tried to hide it, but she noticed. "Oppa, I see a tent there," she giggled, her eyes twinkling as she walked over to review the recording.
"Oh, oops," you muttered, your hands instinctively moving to hide your arousal. Xiaoting closed the gap between you, her doe eyes meeting yours as her hand gripped your bulge. "I can help you with that," she whispered, her hot breath fanning your neck. Before you could react, she knelt down, unbuckling your belt and pulling down your pants. Your cock sprang free, and she let out a soft gasp.
"I like your fat cock, oppa," she said, her eyes wide with admiration. She leaned in, her lips wrapping around the tip. You moaned, your body shuddering at the sensation of her hot mouth. She took you deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate your size. Pulling back with a pop, she looked up at you, her eyes filled with desire. "I can't wait to feel your cock inside me," she said, standing up and undressing in front of you.
Her naked body was a sight to behold, her small, petite breasts and almost flat yet round ass sending a jolt of lust through you. She leaned in, giving your cock a few more strokes with her mouth before standing up. Turning around, she bent over, presenting herself in a standing doggy style position. Her fingers rubbed her clit and pussy, alluring you further.
You didn't waste any time. Aligning your glistened cock with her saliva-coated pussy, you pushed in slowly. "Ahh... your pussy is so tight," you groaned as her walls clenched around you. "Ahhh... it's stretching me so well," she moaned in response. "Fuck me, oppa. My pussy needs to be arranged," she demanded, and you complied, increasing your pace.
You walked her over to the dance practice hall mirror, your bodies moving in sync. You could see her reflection, her mouth forming a silent "O" as you filled her. Pulling her hand to the back, you made her bend more, pressing her face against the mirror. The mirror fogged up from her breath as you fucked her, the sound of your bodies meeting filling the room.
With a final thrust, she squirted without warning, her juices spurting onto your stomach and cock. You pulled her left leg up, thrusting deeper. Her moans filled the room, a beautiful symphony to your ears. A few more thrusts and her body shuddered, another orgasm ripping through her. "Again... cumming again," she stuttered, her voice filled with ecstasy.
You pulled out, and she squirted again, her juices flooding the floor. She made an ahegao face, trying to catch her breath. "It's amazing, oppa... I want more... can you record this too? So I can watch it later," she panted, her eyes glazed with pleasure. You obliged, taking her phone and opening the recording app.
Laying her back on the floor, you started recording as you fucked her in the missionary position. Her moans grew huskier as she screamed louder, the sound echoing through the room. "Ting... I'm almost cumming," you groaned, trying to stay still for the best shot. "Inside me... fill me, oppa," she begged. With three more thrusts, you exploded inside her, your cock pulsing as her pussy clenched tight, milking you.
Pulling out, you pointed the camera at her pussy, showing your cum dripping out before stopping the recording. "Your cock is amazing, oppa," she panted, her eyes filled with lust. "I want it again... your cock stretches me so well," she smiled, her voice filled with desire. "Not now, ting... not now," you panted, laying down beside her. She flipped her body to the side, hugging you and kissing your cheek.
After you both calmed down, you stood up to dress. She followed suit, and you both returned to your work, the memory of your encounter lingering in the air. That night, you received a notification. Opening your phone, you saw a message from Xiaoting. You opened it, shock coursing through you as you saw the sex recording she had shared.
Under the soft glow of the morning sun, Hiyyih began her day with the same precision and control that defined her every movement. Her lean, petite, and graceful figure moved effortlessly around her dorm room, preparing for the day ahead. Hiyyih was known for her outgoing and extroverted personality, her dedication to her work, and her refined style. Her dark brown eyes sparkled with a mysterious allure, and her long blonde hair, usually tied in a neat ponytail, added to her elegant appearance. She had a voice that was both seductive and melodic, captivating anyone who listened. Her fair, smooth, and unblemished skin complemented her upright posture, making her a standout figure on campus.
Hiyyih's morning routine was meticulous. She chose her outfit with care—a fitted blouse that accentuated her perky, round breasts, and a skirt that highlighted her long, slender legs. Her makeup was minimal but accentuated her natural beauty, and her hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail. She slipped on a pair of heels, adding a touch of sophistication to her ensemble.
Her first class of the day was a lecture on modern literature, a subject she found both challenging and engaging. As she walked into the lecture hall, she greeted her peers and professors with her characteristic charm. Her movements were precise, her steps measured, and her posture upright, exuding an aura of confidence and control.
The professor began the lecture, and Hiyyih took notes diligently, her eyes scanning the textbook with focus and concentration. She occasionally glanced around the room, taking in the expressions of her classmates, always curious about their thoughts and perspectives.
After her morning classes, Hiyyih headed to the campus café for a quick lunch before her project meeting. She ordered a salad and a coffee, her mind already shifting to the upcoming group discussion. Her project group consisted of five male friends: Ethan Lee, Jasper Kim, Lucas Park, Noah Chang, and Oliver Chen. Each brought a unique skill set and personality to the team, making their collaborations both productive and enjoyable.
Ethan, with his athletic build and charming smile, was always the life of the party. Jasper, more reserved and introspective, had a keen eye for detail. Lucas, the creative and artistic soul, loved to think outside the box. Noah, competitive and ambitious, always strived for excellence. And Oliver, laid-back and easy-going, had a knack for lightening up any situation.
As Hiyyih entered the meeting room, she greeted each of her friends with a warm smile. "Hey, guys! Ready to dive into this project?" she asked, her voice melodic and inviting. They all nodded, eager to get started. The discussion flowed smoothly, with each member contributing their ideas and insights. Hiyyih listened attentively, her mind processing the information with precision and control.
After the meeting, Hiyyih had an idea that had been brewing in her mind for some time. She looked at her friends, her dark brown eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "You know, I've been really horny lately, and there's something I want to do with you guys," she said, her voice soft and sultry. The room fell silent, the air thick with anticipation.
Ethan was the first to react, his brown eyes widening in surprise. "Hiyyih, what are you talking about?" he asked, his voice a mix of confusion and curiosity. Hiyyih took a step toward Ethan, her movements precise and deliberate. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast, her voice a soft, sultry tone. "You should grab both sides of my breasts". her friends stared at her, their expressions a mix of shock and intrigue.
The atmosphere in the basketball court was electric, the air thick with tension and anticipation. Hiyyih's heart raced as she waited for Ethan's reaction, her nerves on edge. Ethan's hand trembled slightly, his touch uncertain. No one dared to make a sound, the silence deafening. Oliver stared at Hiyyih, his brown eyes wide with surprise, like a deer caught in headlights.
Impatient, Hiyyih spoke again, her voice firm yet gentle. "Ethan, don't leave me waiting." Still, there was no motion. Realizing it was going to be difficult to seduce them all at once, she decided she would have to seduce them one by one. She looked into Ethan's eyes, her gaze steady and determined. "Ethan, I want you to touch me," she said, her voice a soft whisper.
Ethan hesitated for a moment before his hands began to move, slowly caressing her breasts. Hiyyih let out a soft moan, her body responding to his touch. She leaned into him, her breath hot against his ear. "That feels so good, Ethan," she whispered, her voice filled with desire. Ethan's hands grew more confident, his fingers tracing the outline of her nipples through her blouse. Hiyyih's breath hitched, her body aching with need.
Hiyyih reached up and began to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lace bra underneath. Ethan's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on her exposed skin. Hiyyih took his hand and guided it to her bra, encouraging him to explore further. Ethan's fingers slipped underneath the lace, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Hiyyih moaned softly, her body pressing against his.
She leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and inviting. Ethan responded eagerly, his tongue exploring her mouth. Hiyyih's hands roamed over his body, her fingers tracing the muscles of his chest. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and her body responded with a surge of desire.
Hiyyih broke the kiss and looked into Ethan's eyes, her gaze filled with longing. "I want you, Ethan," she said, her voice a soft whisper. Ethan nodded, his breath coming in quick gasps. Hiyyih took his hand and led him to a secluded corner of the basketball court, her heart racing with excitement.
She turned around and bent over, presenting herself to him in a doggystyle position. Ethan's hands shook as he lifted her skirt, revealing her shaven pussy. Hiyyih looked back at him, her eyes filled with desire. "Fuck me, Ethan," she said, her voice a soft plea. Ethan nodded, his cock already hard and ready.
He positioned himself behind her and slowly entered her, his cock filling her completely. Hiyyih moaned softly, her body adjusting to his size. Ethan began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. Hiyyih's moans grew louder, her body responding to his every movement. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, her body aching for release.
Ethan's movements grew more urgent, his hips slamming against hers. Hiyyih's moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body shaking with the intensity of their connection. She could feel her orgasm building, her body on the edge of ecstasy. With a final thrust, Ethan sent her over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure. Hiyyih cried out, her voice filled with satisfaction.
Exhausted, Hiyyih slowly went to her knees, her body still shaking from the intensity of their encounter. Ethan looked down at her, his eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and concern. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle. Hiyyih nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Ethan, I'm okay," she said, her voice filled with contentment. Ethan nodded, his body still trembling from the aftermath of their passion, he walked to where the other guys are, NOT knowing what would happen next.
Hiyyih's friends watched the scene unfold, their expressions a mix of shock and intrigue. Jasper was the first to approach her, his dark brown eyes filled with a quiet intensity. "Hiyyih, are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice gentle yet firm. Hiyyih nodded, her eyes meeting his with determination. "Yes, Jasper, I'm sure. I do NOT want to hurt you if your heart is somewhere else" she said, her voice steady. Oliver followed leading to the other three.
Jasper nodded, his mind made up. He approached Hiyyih, his movements slow and deliberate. He reached out and cupped her face, his touch gentle yet firm. "I want to make you feel good, Hiyyih," he said, his voice a soft whisper. Hiyyih smiled, her body already responding to his touch. He took turns to engage in different sex positions with Hiyyih. Lucas and the others looked on it amazement "Dude, Jasper punishing Hiyyih's pussy" Lucas said. We all taking turns after this".
Noah, ever the competitive one, decided he would not be left behind. He approached Hiyyih, his eyes filled with a fierce determination. "Hiyyih, Oh my fucking lovely lady, I want to take you in all possible positions" he said, his voice steady. Hiyyih nodded, once again ready to indulge her friend after Jasper is done fucking her. She also wants Noah to take his turn all night long. They filled every hole of hers, spanking her beautiful perky ass until it turns red. Hiyyih moaned loudly as both Jasper and Noah took turns to use all her 3 holes. Her cries of pleasure filled the basketball court, and her muscles tensed to the point where their beautiful basketball uniforms dampened in-between her legs and slightly brownish. her arms started to get weary and were heavily wet with perspiration from the unending thrusts. The sound of both of them riding her were so intense. Hiyyih gave the boys a low moan sound "spank my ass amd boobs more. Fuck my ass and pussy and make it well used" she requested passionately.
Lucas, the artist, being more hesitant but decided to follow his friends. Hiyyih loved the sensation of having multiple cocks penetrating her, it felt heavenly as they both continued to concentrate on all the holes in her body. They covered every part of her body and left her moaning uncontrollably. Hiyyih was sex drunk. Oliver decides not to be left out.
Finally, the group decided to head back to their dorms, leaving Hiyyih alone on the basketball court. We all know that Hiyyih was young and could take the multiple fuckings without any hesitation. She leaned back against a secluded corner, folding her legs on her chest.
She reflected on what had just transpired, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions. She wondered what this meant for her relationships and her future. She knew that things would never be the same, but she also knew that she had experienced something profound and transformative. As she sat there, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the basketball court. Hiyyih took a deep breath, her mind finally at peace.
“Who brought all that cake?” You walk up to the cubicle, mouth full and still taking another bite.
“Hm?” She continues typing a seemingly endless email.
“The one in the break room.”
“Oh, the intern.” She’s focused on the second monitor now, lost in some spreadsheet.
“You’re the intern.”
“The new intern.”
You shift your stance; raise a brow in anticipation.
“They’re in an onboarding meeting right now.” She tilts her head towards the conference rooms.
Through the blinds, though far, you can spot figures bathed in blue projector light. “Huh. alright.”
“Also, I got hired last month—come on.”
“Sure but you’re still under me—” You try, stumble through it. “You were, under me, last week.”
“That joke’s not landing.”
“Yeah, it isn’t.”
The room in the distance lights up. There’s movement, a handshake? They’re standing around and chatting.
“She’s your type.” She stops typing; looks up at you.
And you stop chewing. “Shiro, what am I supposed to make of that?”
“Just saying.” Her eyelashes bat a faux pout. “Hope I don’t get replaced?”
“Catching feelings, are we?”
“Oh.” Tone breathy, thespian, and with a hand at her chest. “From our very first night.”
A door opens at the end of the office space. You straighten up, finish what’s left of your pastry, and shoot a look towards Mashiro while heading over to your desk.
From where you sit, there’s not much to see. You listen to the shuffle of steps somewhere on the floor, to the casual chatter. There’s corporate laughter—measured, mechanical—and a lilt to a voice you hadn’t heard before. The sounds come and go. Close, then far, then close again: she’s getting introduced to everyone.
Eventually: “oh, think we missed someone over on this corner?” Pretty platform heels clatter around to where you sit until finally revealing themselves. She’s a cheating five feet tall. Dark and elegant hair frames this darling, sweet look. Prettiest fucking cheeks on the planet. “Hello! I’m Kang Yeseo.” She extends a small hand. “Pleasure to meet you.”
“Pleasure’s all mine,” you manage, standing up and returning the gesture.
“Oh, I see you found the pastry tray I brought.” She looks at the small plate by your keyboard. Her smile is beaming. “Hope everything was to your liking!”
“Yeah—yeah.” Your best is a nonplussed nod. “It really is.”
You hear your boss call out over the divider wall. Says she’s the new intern. Starts tomorrow. Ah, I see, you reply. Your head tilts when you realize. The calendar marks Friday. “Working over the weekend?”
“They said it’d be easier to learn because of the slower pace. Can’t say no to that!” She laughs. “I’ll be shadowing someone.”
You work tomorrow.
“Guess I’ll be seeing you in the morning, then.”
“Oh, great! We’ll get to know each other fast!” She’s all verve—begins to walk away from view before finishing her own sentence. “Nice to meet you again. Gotta head back to the tour!”
You collapse on your chair, processing. “Nice to meet you, too.”
~~
There’s a narrative step you miss, trip over. You’ll have to pick up the pieces sometime. They’re probably tangled in the locks of her hair, the glint in her eyes, or that flashing, disarming smile—
Okay, alright. It’s not romance, not by a longshot, but you do see her twirling the ends of her locks every once in a while, like she’s the one in love and, hey, sure.
Because you fuck the girl so well that she’s consumed by the idea of you.
Mashiro strokes your ego over the week and Yeseo your cock, over the weekends. That’s your onboarding procedure, if anyone were to ask.
Shiro says you’ll make Yeseo fall for you, that maybe you already have, that there’s no way those university boys give her anything worthwhile when it comes to attention. Salaryman, Mashiro says, has the money, the apartment, the free time, and god that cock.
You stop Mashiro—recommend she go into acting. Say it suits her. She asks, at some point, which angles you think the camera would best capture. Her face is on the mattress, ass at a complete diagonal opposite.
“This, right here.” You’re making a frame right behind her with your fingers, then catch her gaze in the full length mirror over to your right. “This is the one.”
“Mm,” she hums. “I bet.” Mashiro reaches her arms back, face still on the duvet. Her palms land flat on her ass, and with a gripping pull, she spreads open.
Your arms fall to your sides—they settle, defeated—and you think it’s amusing that the bed frame sits so low to the ground. It makes you kneel, though Mashiro already makes you kneel without having to ask, regardless of whatever piece of furniture she’s propped up on. It’s less skill, more innate talent—like she was made for you, built, sculpted—but, yes, Mashiro has the skill, too. She’s well practiced on what makes you practically melt. You’ve run your hands over that piece of art a million times and it still has you sighing your deepest sighs when your knees finally hit the ground.
With your palms replacing hers—ass and cunt kept spread open and waiting—Mashiro speaks through the reflection. “You look mesmerized.”
“I am.” You can hear the smile in her voice and smile back. Your hands get busy, kneading.
Like a pup that’s excited to be played with, Mashiro wags it a little, to mess with you, because it throws your brain for a loop every single time. “Tongue, baby.” She pushes her whole body back a bit, tone sultry. “Come on.”
“When’s the last time I made you cum?” You ask.
“Every time,” she giggles out.
You give Mashiro a long, slow lick. Admire the luster. “No, as in—” she’s so close that you’re breathing her in—“when did you stay over last?”
Before she gets a chance to inhale a response, you get to work. Sheets scrunch in her fists. “Ah,” Mashiro lets out gently. “It’s been more than a week.”
Your hands don’t let go. You’re pulling her onto your face and your tongue laps, laps, laps—lips locked. It’s, immediately, a mess. Spit, wetness. The taste is divine.
You take a second to breathe. “I missed you.” It comes out so, so low, like gravel, like the need to eat this woman out reverts you to only the most instinctual and primal.
Your fingers are leaving impressions on her pale skin, you realize. You’re not even grabbing on that hard.
“I know you did.” She laughs.
You go back in; she moans. It’s a whole thing. Your tongue runs flat from clit to rim and you’re unsure which one of you throbs the hardest.
But Mashiro turns, eventually, flips herself over, and pulls a pillow under her head for support. She wants to look at you, in the reflection, face to face—loves to look at you when she cums. And you’ll make her, every time.
“Could come over more often,” she says, kittenish, and you know exactly where it’s headed. “But you’re always so busy.”
You tease a finger right over her folds. “Uh huh.” Slip it in.
Her breath hitches when you curl it at the right spot. You love messing with each other like that.
“You have a spare key, Shiro. Can come over any time.” Your lips are curled into a wicked smile, and you dive back in, lick her a couple more times, kiss her thighs, have her throw her head back in delicate bliss.
“And walk in on you two?” She pulls your head up—stares. “I’d be devastated."
“Heartbroken, I’m sure.” You’re holding her gaze and putting another finger in; her hips buck. Fuck—you enjoy this as much as she does.
She bites her lip and her eyes go narrow when you hit that spot again, letting your face go. It’s permission: make me, until my legs quiver, until I can’t fucking take it anymore, please.
You slide in another, because you’re allowed, and frankly, because you enjoy the obscenity of it. She’s stretched out and you simply stare. In, out, a bit of a curl again, as much as three digits permit. You’ve heard Mashiro say worse, to be fair, curse out heaven and hell. Knowing that you could take her much further feeds your ego.
“Bet you couldn’t bear it,” you’re saying, straightening up, fingers still in her cunt. You stare at her pretty legs, folded and spread open, giving you all the damn room in the world. “Watching me fill her up with a load that you’d want for yourself.”
The little whimper when you slip your fingers out is as cute as it is profane. You’d do anything for her, for less than that. To watch her unravel every time is enough of a reward.
“Is that what you do?” Mashiro catches her breath, finally. “Pump the little thing full until she leaks?”
You settle your knees on the mattress, aligning your stiff cock, and nodding. Guilty as charged. You decide it’s best to have her cumming with your length inside her messy-wet folds. “You get so slutty when you’re jealous.”
Your cock starts back on the path that your fingers just explored as she quips, “bet you don’t even wash the bedding before it’s my turn.” Mashiro’s nodding along at your slow thrust. She’s all play, still, but your cock’s splitting her open bit by bit. Attention’s divided, to say the least. “You’re such a whore.”
“Baby,” you coo, proud because her gaze falters. You’re halfway and she’s already slipping a hand down to play with her clit—though it’s not until you sink to the base with a firm push that you take her breath away. She does this eyes-shut exhale.
And no, it’s not romance here, either.
“Only you get the bed.”
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It’s been a couple of Fridays since you last worked weekends, and any excuse is a good excuse for Yeseo. Company outing after work? Take her home. New to this part of town? Poor girl, you’ll show her around (and take her home). Ah, too tired to walk to hers tonight, and yours is only one train stop away? The pair of jeans she has on today, by the way—christ—bless casual Fridays. You do, in fact, take those home, too.
How impossibly fortunate. A straight flush. You have the girl cockdrunk for a whole fucking month. Not to say that she doesn’t have you similarly obsessed. That much goes without saying.
And, again, there’s some fill-in-the-blanks section that has to go unfinished or we’ll never really get to—
You both wake up at midnight—yes, midnight, because you had crashed on your sectional only six hours prior. There was actual work to be done this week, on top of the fact that Mashiro went home with you three out of those five, exhausting days. She gives you weekends off; calls it the babysitting gig. You tell her to not do that.
Now, Yeseo’s in the shower. The scene is cut-to, a tad jarring and sudden. Interior apartment, Saturday, zero hundred hours. You have the noise floor where it’s all ambient sound out in the living room, your kitchen appliances buzz, the aircon kicks in. Nice and quiet, until the figurative camera sends it down the hall and past your bedroom door. Wet white noise fades in. Rhythmic… clapping?
There aren’t that many useful euphemisms from here on out. Everyone has read this script before.
The intern’s against glass. It’s a heavenly slope, really, the way her upper torso is flat on the shower door. With hands braced at either side of her tits, her lower back arches out—legs tensed, tiptoed—and her ass angles out just so. It’s plush, it’s deadly. Your hands are settled on that striking indent where her hips and waist meet while your own hips push, thrust, and press against her round, easy cheeks.
Fuck—
Yeseo pushes back in kind. The tempo is practiced and well known to the both of you, though there’s a key difference. The camera wouldn’t pick up on it, not from the angle it would find itself at. And you yourself can’t figure out if this right here is where you’ll end it—where the scene cuts.
A little longer, you’re telling yourself.
See: contraceptives—left the whole pack back at the office. It’s the whole reason why you decided to fall asleep in the first place. Yeseo said something about buying some right as you both stepped through the front door but your mouths sufficed for the subsequent half hour. Some dinner, that was.
And because there’s no self-control, she didn’t have to do much to persuade you into taking a shower before heading to the closest pharmacy, or gas station, or anywhere that happened to be open at this ungodly hour and—
Again, no polite terminology here.
You’ve been fucking her raw for the past ten minutes. Her fertile arousal gathers at the base of your cock every time you piston in, in, in—so messy, smeared, depraved—and your thumbs leave flush-red marks whenever they press onto her smooth, luxury skin.
So you cum, naturally. Flood her womb. It’s filthy, because Yeseo is at that point, too—the girl put a finger over her clit a minute ago and ran it in circles until her eyes went hazy, went dumb. Until her thus-far dulcet moans turned into half breaths and broken whimpers. There’s a ‘yes’ in there somewhere, a flash in the pan, brief and hissed, as the tension in her chest breaks into more cries of pleasure with your name intertwined.
You groan, then, slipping out only a moment after and holding your cock like it’s fucking expired. The feeling is an overstimulated frenzy—electric, and still jolting. Out of all things, however, what fucks with you is not what you did, but how it looks: her figure shivers as she plants her heels back on shower tiles; hot and sticky white lands next to her feet.
It reeks of debauchery—hasty, impatient. Yeseo’s cunt leaks and all you think about is dipping back in for seconds.
But the scene cuts. Shower steam continues to rise and, with it, your thoughts fade into the next.
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She’s reading something that you’re sure is not right. Perhaps it’s not wholly accurate. It’s also noon now, for what it’s worth. the sleep’s polyphasic—a total blur—as it always tends to be over the Saturdays and the Sundays.
“Seventy-two hours,” Yeseo says. She’s sitting on your kitchen counter, eating grapes. Girl hasn’t had a single piece of clothing on since the day before.
“You’re kidding.”
“Says it can be effective even five days after.” Her mouth’s full. “Damn.”
You close the fridge and walk over to her. “Are you reading an AI summary?”
“Well, it’s summarizing the links below that, so.” She turns her phone towards you.
Levono-whatever-the-fuck’s the active ingredient—Plan B. The morning-after pill.
“Uh huh,” you say, incredulous. You’re also sweating, almost.
“We’ll get it Monday morning,” Yeseo ensures. “Grape?”
“Can’t we head out right now?”
She feeds you the one, hovers another in front of your lips. “I’m doing a round of laundry.”
The bunch that you bought this week happens to be seed-in.
“And that stops you—” You swallow. “How?”
“The condoms are in my duffle bag, the one that has the rest of my clothes?”
“Ah,” you discern. “The one you left at the office.”
“The one I told you,” she asserts, “to get for me before heading out.”
Open your mouth. You’re gullible by choice, you tell yourself—Yeseo feeds you the second.
She has one set of clothes, one, and it won’t be ready for another thirty minutes. It crosses your mind that you forgot the color of her underwear, at this point. Never properly memorized it. You figure it foreshadows what’s left of the weekend; settle on that fate.
“Wanna put on the movie I mentioned the other day?” She hops off the laminate and walks towards the couch. The edge of the counter is imprinted on her upper thighs and it’s safe to say you’ll be having to replay the film some other day, at a time where there’s at least one layer of fabric to dissuade you from the inevitable. Not like that ever does anything.
You hum. “Not a bad idea.”
Yeseo stands so casually in your living room, working the remote, nothing on. The curtains are pulled back and a noontide shine contours her shape as if the heavens were on a campaign to meddle with you at every possible turn. Your eyes are glued to each and every divot on her skin, to the curves and the lines that lead to them. Her hip cocks off to the right and it has your head tilting to the left—could get you dizzy just like that.
You try to determine where to start again, though walking over to her, it’s not much of a conscious decision. Your palm lands and unabashedly grabs the heft of her ass. No hesitation. It spills through your fingers—has you hard in an instant.
“Should be fun,” she says, absentminded. With the way the selection box goes over and around and anywhere but any of the streaming apps, you know she’s not quite paying attention to the TV, either.
You, regardless, still ask: “what’s it about, again?”
The answer to the next is no.
“Does it matter?”
Superfluous, and somewhat of a spoiler, but this does snowball until the aforementioned Monday morning. Sunday will have you running the same scenes. The blocking will maybe be a bit different, though the outcomes are all the same: you suck at pulling out.
Hihi, could you write a smut about older sis chaehyun with her virgin younger bro about sex but she ends up pregnant with her brother's baby? Thanksss
PC Bang
Chaehyun X Male Reader | 2805 words
TW: Incest
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Author's note: This was inspired by the premise of this fic. Great smut!
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In the heart of Busan, where the neon lights of the cityscape flickered against the humid summer night, Chaehyun and her younger brother, Jae, found themselves tucked away in a quiet, dimly lit PC bang. The café starkly contrasted with the bustling streets outside, its secluded atmosphere perfect for gamers looking to immerse themselves in their virtual worlds without distraction. The low hum of computers and the occasional click of a mouse filled the air, a symphony of digital escapism.
With his eyes glued to the screen, Jae was already bottomless into an intense match of Valorant. His fingers danced across the keyboard with a precision that belied his youth, each movement calculated and swift. Chaehyun watched him, a mixture of pride and something more sinister stirring within her. She admired the concentration etched on his face, the way his brows furrowed slightly as he strategized his next move.
"Hyung, want me to rank up your account?" Jae offered, his voice barely above a whisper as he focused on the game. His use of the informal term for 'big brother' was a running joke between them, a nod to Chaehyun's tomboyish nature and her prowess in games that usually saw male dominance.
Chaehyun leaned in closer, her breath hot on his neck. "You'd do that for me?" she murmured, her voice a low purr that sent a shiver down Jae's spine. He nodded, a small smile playing on his lips, still not tearing his gaze away from the screen.
As Jae continued to play, Chaehyun let her eyes wander over his form. The way his shoulders tensed with each virtual battle, the curve of his neck as he leaned into the screen. Their closeness was intimate, a taboo sensation that sent a thrill coursing through her veins. She reached out, her fingers brushing against the nape of his neck, tracing a delicate line up to his ear.
Jae shivered at her touch, his breath hitching slightly. "Noona," he whispered, a note of warning in his voice. But she could hear the underlying tremor, the hint of desire that matched her own.
Ignoring his half-hearted protest, Chaehyun leaned in further, her lips replacing her fingers. She pressed soft, lingering kisses against his neck, her tongue darting to taste his skin. He tasted salt and sweetness, a heady mixture that sent a heat wave crashing through her.
Jae's breath hitched again, his body tensing as she sucked gently on his earlobe. "Noona, not here," he murmured, but his words had no conviction. His body betrayed him, leaning into her touch, craving more.
Chaehyun smiled against his skin, her hands resting on his shoulders, thumbs tracing circles at the base of his neck. "Then where?" she whispered, her voice a sultry promise. She could feel his heart racing under her touch, his body responding to her despite his protests.
As Jae's character died on the screen, a soft groan escaping his lips, Chaehyun knew it wasn't just the game that captivated him. She was playing a dangerous game, walking a fine line of taboo and desire. But at that moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was the taste of his skin, the sound of his breath hitching, and the feel of his body responding to hers. The world outside could wait. For now, she was lost in the forbidden fruit, which tasted sweet.
As the night wore on, the hum of the PC seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the sound of Jae's breath growing more ragged with each touch of Chaehyun's lips against his neck. She was no longer content with mere kisses; her tongue lashed out, licking ferociously at his skin, tasting the slight sheen of sweat that had formed there. Her hands slid down from his shoulders, tracing the lines of his arms before resting on his thighs.
Jae squirmed under her touch, his legs pressing together instinctively, trying to trap her hands. But Chaehyun was not so easily deterred. She dug her fingers into the firm muscle of his thighs, massaging gently as her mouth continued its assault on his neck. She could feel the heat of his body, the tension in his muscles, and it only served to fuel her desire.
Her hands inched higher, thumbs tracing circles on the inner thighs, pushing against the seam of his jeans. Jae's breath hitched, his body tensing as her fingers brushed against the growing bulge in his pants. "Noona," he gasped, his voice barely a whisper. His eyes were still glued to the screen, but his focus was shot, and his character stood idle in the game.
She smiled against his skin, her teeth grazing his earlobe. "What is it, Jae?" she murmured, her voice a low purr. She rubbed her hand against him, feeling him grow harder under her touch. "Am I distracting you?"
He let out a shaky breath, his body trembling slightly. "Y-yes," he admitted, his voice hoarse. He shifted in his seat, trying to relieve some of the pressure building in his pants. But Chaehyun's hand followed his movement, her grip firm and insistent.
She licked a stripe up his neck, her breath hot on his ear. "Good," she whispered. Her hand rubbed against him more insistently, feeling him throb through the rough fabric of his jeans. She wanted more, wanted to feel his skin, his heat, his hardness without the barrier of clothes.
With deft fingers, she unbuttoned his pants, her breath catching as she felt him, hard and hot, in her hand. Jae groaned, his head falling back against the chair, his eyes finally tearing away from the screen. His hips bucked slightly, pushing himself further into her grip.
Chaehyun stroked him slowly, her thumb circling the sensitive tip. She could feel the precum beading there, slicking her movements. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Do you know what I want, Jae?" she whispered, her voice a sultry promise.
He shook his head, his breath coming in short gasps. His body was tense, coiled tight with desire and anticipation. She could feel his heart racing, his pulse throbbing under her touch.
Her grip on him tightened, her strokes becoming more insistent. "I want you to fill me up, Jae," she murmured, her voice a low growl. "I want you to breed, claim, and make me yours."
Jae's eyes widened, his body trembling at her words. The idea of breeding, claiming, and filling his big sister up sent a heat wave crashing through him. He could feel his body responding, his hips moving in time with her strokes, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
She could feel him throbbing in her hand, could feel the tension in his body building, coiling tight like a spring ready to release. Her own body responded in kind, a wave of heat pooling between her legs, her breath hitching in her throat.
"Noona," Jae gasped, his voice a desperate plea. His body was trembling, his hips bucking wildly. He was close, so close.
She smiled, her teeth grazing his neck. "That's it, Jae," she murmured, her voice a low growl. "Come for me. Let me feel you come."
In the dimly lit PC bang, the hum of computers faded into the background, replaced by Jae's ragged breaths. Chaehyun, driven by a primal desire, slowly slid from her chair, disappearing under the table. Jae's eyes widened, his body tensing as he felt her hands on his thighs, her breath hot on his skin.
He looked around nervously, but the other patrons were engrossed in their worlds, oblivious to the storm brewing. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt Chaehyun's fingers hook into the waistband of his pants, tugging them down slightly to free him from his constraints. He sprang out, hard and ready, his body aching with anticipation.
Chaehyun looked up at him from under the table, her eyes meeting his in a gaze filled with promise. She licked her lips, a slow, deliberate motion that sent a shiver down Jae's spine. Then, she leaned in, her tongue darting out to taste him. He sucked in a sharp breath, his hands gripping the edge of the table as her mouth enveloped him, hot and wet.
Jae's eyes fluttered closed, his body trembling as Chaehyun began to move, her head bobbing up and down in a rhythm that matched the pounding of his heart. He could feel her tongue swirling around him, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him deeper. He let out a soft groan, his hips lifting slightly to meet her movements. She moaned softly as she took him into her throat and lips, as her tongue flicked up and down his shaft. The sensation was overwhelming his senses.
He forced his eyes open, trying to focus on the game. He had to win, he reminded himself. Win, and he could have her ultimately. The thought sent a surge of determination through him, his fingers flying over the keyboard with renewed vigor. The sounds of the game mixed with the wet sounds of Chaehyun's mouth on him, creating a symphony of sensations that threatened to overwhelm him.
Chaehyun could feel his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. She pulled back slightly, her hand replacing her mouth, stroking him slickly as she whispered, "Win, Jae. Win, and I'll let you breed me."
His eyes flashed with determination, his body trembling with need and anticipation as she dove back down, taking him into her throat once more. She hummed softly, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure coursing through him. When she pulled back again, she felt the heat of his passion. She smiled wickedly before she pressed her breasts together and began to stroke him between them. Jae glanced down and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Chaehyun enclosed his length into her tits and rocked back to down to chase his climax. He felt a surge of naughtiness as he looked around and realized that if anyone in the bang knew what was happening, they would die from shock.
Out from her breasts, the peak of his cock bounced up towards his face. Chaehyun slyly pulled his cum that had leaked on his tip between her fingers, held it out dragging her tongue along it slowly, savoring the taste of his eager reward.
Jae's hands flew over the keyboard, his body tense with concentration. He could hear Chaehyun's words echoing in his mind, her promise driving him forward. He could feel his arousal teetering on the brink, but her religiously pounding palm continued to edge him. The game became a blur, his focus narrowing down to the sensation of Chaehyun's wet mouth sucking him, her soft breasts bouncing with each movement. This couldn’t have come at a worse time. He was driven to finish the game, but emotions were so high that all he wanted was to turn his body and force himself onto her.
His head lolled back with effort as he imagined what would happen in a few moments. The thought of filling, breeding, and claiming her big sister sent a wave of heat crashing through him as he whispered his internal screams.
Chaehyun could feel the tension in his body building, her hand moving faster between her breasts watching with great satisfaction as Jae’s cum raced up his cock faster and faster. His free hand reached down and aggressively grasped his sister's breasts. Chaehyun stopped momentarily as hiscock began to leak profusely and struck a pose, a pause intentional as if waiting for his next move. Although she could feel the heat of his passion beneath her, she could feel his focus was still on the screen. As Jae’s character tapped enemy heads, his breath came in ragged gasps, his body tense with anticipation. She opened her mouth, tonguing his tip in demand. She could feel him almost lose concentration as her lips finally pursed to take him sincerely as she took him down with a satisfied moan.
With a final click of the mouse, the screen flashed with the words 'Victory.' Jae let out a triumphant cry, his body sagging with relief. But the relief was short-lived as Chaehyun emerged from under the table, her eyes filled with primal need.
He barely had time to react before she was on him, her mouth crashing against his in a fierce, hungry kiss. He could taste himself on her, the saltiness of his precum mixing with the sweetness of her mouth. He groaned, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her close.
Chaehyun straddled him, her body pressing against his as she deepened the kiss. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, his body trembling with need. She ground against him, her body aching with desire, promises and demands begging him, "Jae, make me yours."
Jae's hands roamed her body, his breath hot and heavy. A gasp touched the hot skin of Chaehyun’s shoulders as his lips burrowed down to eat her breasts. Worshiping her skin like it was the object of his devotion. "I want you to fill me up, Jae," she whispered.
His eyes flashed with heat, her words igniting a primal urge within him. This time, when Jae’s attention left the screen, it was laser-focused on the goddess in front of him. He tugged at Chaehyun’s jeans, yanking them down with urgency. She lifted herself slightly, allowing him to slide them off, before settling back on his lap.
He could feel her heat, her wetness pressing against him. His phone and headphones buried into his skin and fell as she shifted her weight on him. He reached down, positioning himself at her entrance with fumbling and clumsy hands. Slowly she pushed down with her weight, her stomach sucked in tight, savoring the feel of his hardness and heat. His cock widened her relaxed entrance and she couldn’t help but quickly rock her hips back with anticipation and a clenched closed pussy. Chaehyun looked down as she sank his shaft deeper as they looked at each other with panting breaths. His face widened in desire, and she could feel him press inside her deeper and deeper. I hope they don’t hear us, neither cared.
She slowly moved, her hips rising and falling in an old rhythm. Jae's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided her movements, urging her to go faster, harder. She did.
Her breasts bounced with each move.
Her breath was coming in short gasps. Jae's mouth found her nipple, sucking and biting, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her. She threw her head back, her body trembling as she rode him, their bodies slapping together in a primal dance. Their moans mix with the popular sound of typing on a busy PC.
Jae could feel the tension building in his body, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He was close, so close. He looked up into her face, and he froze. Slightly distracted by what was happening, her brother could feel heat and haze of the vaginal walls tighten across his cock. "Oh god, I can feel you coming,” he said with worried, gritted teeth. Her breasts jumped to the left as he pressed in deeper. She was so close she couldn’t believe it. A wave of heat pooled between her legs.
Jae's hands tightened on her hips, his body tensing as he thrust upwards, meeting her movements. She could feel him throbbing within her, his body ready to release. She leaned down, her mouth pressing against his ear, and she heard a child giggle as her brother thrust up beneath her. Between her legs, her brother pushed harder to pin her down unsuccessfully as she continued her stride. "That's it, Jae," she whispered, her voice a low growl. "Breed me, claim me, make me yours. Make me the mother of your kids, little brother." She moved with a frenzy sliding her hot body across the cheap headphones and up the the rigid gaming chair, her opened pussy simply unable to withstand the heat of his pounding.
Her words sent him over the edge. With a final, desperate
His pulse and passion filled her. He could feel his orgasm ripping through him, his body convulsing as he emptied himself into her. She cried out, her body trembling as she soared over the edge with him, their bodies pulsing in unison.
They stayed like that momentarily, their bodies entwined, their breaths in sync. Slowly, Chaehyun lifted herself off him, a satisfied smile on her lips. She looked down at him, her eyes filled with warmth and promise.
"I won," Jae whispered, a soft smile on his lips.
Chaehyun leaned down, her mouth pressing against his in a soft, gentle kiss. "Yes, you did," she murmured. "And now, you've claimed your prize."
The soft bristles of the broom swept across the wooden floor in rhythmic strokes, creating a soothing sound that filled the quiet massage parlor. The doorbell's sudden chime interrupted the peaceful atmosphere, causing you to look up from your task. Standing at the door was a familiar face that made your pupils widen in surprise—Hikaru, your favorite streamer, known for her wit, charm, and captivating online persona.
"Welcome to Tranquil Haven, Miss Hikaru," you said, your voice barely concealing youadmiration. "I must admit, I'm a huge fan of your streams. You're even more charming in person.”
Hikaru smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Thank you, I must say, your place has quite the reputation. I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately, and I thought a relaxing massage might do the trick.”
You nodded, your mind already racing with ideas. "Please, have a seat. Let me explain our services." You gestured to a plush couch, and Hikaru sat down, her movements graceful and fluid. Youexplained the various massage options, your voice soothing and professional. As you spoke, you discreetly prepared a special drink, a concoction known to enhance relaxation and, perhaps, something more.
Hikaru glanced at the menu before looking back at you. "Sure, whatever you recommend would be great."
"Here, Miss Hikaru," you said, handing her the drink. "This will help you relax before we begin." Hikaru took a sip, her eyebrows raising slightly. "This is delicious. What's in it?" you smiled mysteriously. "An old family recipe. It's a blend of herbs and spices designed to soothe the mind and body."
As Hikaru finished her drink, you could see the subtle changes in her demeanor. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes took on a dreamy quality. You led her to the changing room, instructing her to put on the massage outfit provided.
"You can change into the massage outfit over there," you instructed, pointing to a screened-off area. Hikaru nodded and disappeared behind the screen, emerging a few moments later in the comfortable robe provided.
When Hikaru emerged, your breath caught in his throat. She was a vision in the simple robe, her fair skin glowing under the soft lighting. You guided her to the massage table, helping her lie down on her stomach. As you began to massage her back, you marveled at the smoothness of her skin. Your hands moved with practiced ease, applying the oil in slow, circular motions.
She let out a soft moan, her body responding to your touch. "That feels incredible" she murmured, her voice taking on a sultry quality.
"You have such a gentle touch," she added, her voice barely above a whisper.
You leaned in, his voice low and intimate. "I'm glad you think so, Miss Hikaru. Your skin is so soft, so responsive. It's a pleasure to touch you.” You smiled, continuing your ministrations. “Just relax and let me take care of you."
Her breath hitched as your hands moved lower, massaging her plump ass. You could feel the heat radiating from her body, the aphrodisiac working its magic. You leaned down, your breath hot against her ear. "You're so beautiful, Hikaru. I can't help but want to touch you more intimately.”
Hikaru turned her head to look at you, her eyes filled with desire. "I... I want that too," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Your heart pounded in you chest as you helped Hikaru turn over. Her robe fell open, revealing her petite, perky breasts with dusky brown nipples already hardened with arousal. You leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. Hikaru responded eagerly, her tongue meeting yours in a dance of desire.
You pull back from kissing her and squeezed a few drops of a special oil into her mouth, explaining, "This will help you relax even more." In reality, it was another dose of aphrodisiac, designed to heighten her senses and arousal.
It didn't take long for the effects to kick in. Hikaru's breaths became shallower, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glazed over with lust. You couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as you watched her react to your touch, her body becoming more sensitive with each passing moment.
Your hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples gently. She arched her back, a moan escaping her lips. "please..." she begged, her voice filled with need.
You smiled, your eyes dark with lust. "Please what, Hikaru? Tell me what you want.”
Hikaru's eyes fluttered closed as your hand trailed down her stomach, eliciting a gasp from her as you reached her trimmed pussy. "I want you to touch me. Make me feel good," she whispered. You began to finger her, your movements precise and deliberate. Hikaru's moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath your touch.
Your fingers slid between her folds, finding her already wet and ready. You circled her clit gently, eliciting a gasp from Hikaru. "Like this, Hikaru? Is this what you want?" you murmured, your voice thick with desire.
Hikaru nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes.. Just like that”. "Oh, god," she panted, her hips bucking against your hand. "Don't stop, please don't stop."
You continued to stroke her, your fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath your touch. You could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing as she neared her orgasm.
"Cum for me, Hikaru," you whispered, your voice commanding. "Let me see you cum."
Her body convulsed as she reached her peak, a scream of pleasure escaping her lips. You watched in awe as she squirted, her juices soaking the massage table and your hand. You leaned down, licking her clean, your tongue lapping up every drop.
She looked at you, her eyes filled with gratitude and desire. “that was... incredible," she murmured.
You smiled, your eyes dark with lust. "We're not done yet, Hikaru. I want to make you feel even better."
You helped her up, guiding her to the edge of the massage table. You positioned yourself between her legs, your cock hard and ready. You rubbed the head of your cock against her wet pussy, eliciting a moan from Hikaru. You added more dose of aphrodisiac to her mouth and pouring more some oil massage to her body.
"Fuck me" Hikaru begged, her voice filled with need. "I want to feel you inside me.”
You smiled, your eyes never leaving hers as you slowly pushed into her. Hikaru gasped, her eyes widening as she felt you fill her completely. "You're so tight, Hikaru," you murmured, your voice thick with desire. "You feel so good.”
You entered her in missionary position, her tight pussy enveloping your cock in a wave of warmth and pleasure. Hikaru moaned loudly, her nails digging into your back as you began to thrust.
Hikaru wrapped her legs around you, pulling you deeper. "Yes, fuck, yes," she cried out, her body moving in sync with yours.
You began to move, your hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. Her moans filled the room, her body meeting your thrusts eagerly. You could feel her muscles clenching around him, her body responding to his every movement.
"Deeper, ooh, deeper." she sounds desperate for your cock. You complied, driving into her with more force, the sound of your bodies slapping together filling the room. Hikaru's moans grew louder, her body tensing as another orgasm built within her.
"Harder" Hikaru begged, her voice filled with need. "Fuck me harder."
You complied, your thrusts becoming faster, more intense. Hikaru's moans turned into screams of pleasure.
"I'm going to cum," she gasped, her eyes locked onto yours. "Fuck, I'm going to cum so hard." her body convulsing as she reached another orgasm, squirting onto your cock and stomach.
You felt her pussy clench around your cock as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. You pulled out, flipping her onto her hands and knees before entering her from behind in doggy style.
Hikaru let out a loud cry, her back arching as you began to fuck her with renewed vigor. "Oh, god, yes," she moaned, her body pushing back against yours. "Harder, harder, yes."
Your hand reached to her neck, grab and choked it, driving into her with deep, powerful thrusts. The sound of your bodies slapping together mixed with Hikaru's muffled moans and cries, creating a symphony of pleasure.
"Fuck.. Fuck.. Fuck.. " she chanted, her face turned red from being strangled, you loosened it your choke, her body trembling as another orgasm washed over her, squirting again soaking massage table even more. You felt her pussy clench around your cock once more, the sensation pushing you over the edge.
With a final thrust, you let out a groan, your body convulsing as you reached your orgasm. You came hard, your cock pulsing as you filled her with your cum. Her muscles milking you dry. You collapsed on top of her, your breath coming in short gasps. Her body slick with sweat and her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
You pulled out, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her shoulder. "How do you feel?" you asked softly.
Hikaru turned to look at you, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Incredible," she murmured. "That was... incredible."
You smiled, your heart filled with warmth. "You're incredible, Hikaru. I'm glad I could make you feel so good.”
As you lay there, your bodies entwined, you knew that this was just the beginning. You had found something special in her, and you was determined to explore every inch of it.
The soft bristles of the broom swept across the wooden floor in rhythmic strokes, creating a soothing sound that filled the quiet massage parlor. The doorbell's sudden chime interrupted the peaceful atmosphere, causing you to look up from your task. Standing at the door was a familiar face that made your pupils widen in surprise—Hikaru, your favorite streamer, known for her wit, charm, and captivating online persona.
"Welcome to Tranquil Haven, Miss Hikaru," you said, your voice barely concealing youadmiration. "I must admit, I'm a huge fan of your streams. You're even more charming in person.”
Hikaru smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Thank you, I must say, your place has quite the reputation. I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately, and I thought a relaxing massage might do the trick.”
You nodded, your mind already racing with ideas. "Please, have a seat. Let me explain our services." You gestured to a plush couch, and Hikaru sat down, her movements graceful and fluid. Youexplained the various massage options, your voice soothing and professional. As you spoke, you discreetly prepared a special drink, a concoction known to enhance relaxation and, perhaps, something more.
Hikaru glanced at the menu before looking back at you. "Sure, whatever you recommend would be great."
"Here, Miss Hikaru," you said, handing her the drink. "This will help you relax before we begin." Hikaru took a sip, her eyebrows raising slightly. "This is delicious. What's in it?" you smiled mysteriously. "An old family recipe. It's a blend of herbs and spices designed to soothe the mind and body."
As Hikaru finished her drink, you could see the subtle changes in her demeanor. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes took on a dreamy quality. You led her to the changing room, instructing her to put on the massage outfit provided.
"You can change into the massage outfit over there," you instructed, pointing to a screened-off area. Hikaru nodded and disappeared behind the screen, emerging a few moments later in the comfortable robe provided.
When Hikaru emerged, your breath caught in his throat. She was a vision in the simple robe, her fair skin glowing under the soft lighting. You guided her to the massage table, helping her lie down on her stomach. As you began to massage her back, you marveled at the smoothness of her skin. Your hands moved with practiced ease, applying the oil in slow, circular motions.
She let out a soft moan, her body responding to your touch. "That feels incredible" she murmured, her voice taking on a sultry quality.
"You have such a gentle touch," she added, her voice barely above a whisper.
You leaned in, his voice low and intimate. "I'm glad you think so, Miss Hikaru. Your skin is so soft, so responsive. It's a pleasure to touch you.” You smiled, continuing your ministrations. “Just relax and let me take care of you."
Her breath hitched as your hands moved lower, massaging her plump ass. You could feel the heat radiating from her body, the aphrodisiac working its magic. You leaned down, your breath hot against her ear. "You're so beautiful, Hikaru. I can't help but want to touch you more intimately.”
Hikaru turned her head to look at you, her eyes filled with desire. "I... I want that too," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Your heart pounded in you chest as you helped Hikaru turn over. Her robe fell open, revealing her petite, perky breasts with dusky brown nipples already hardened with arousal. You leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. Hikaru responded eagerly, her tongue meeting yours in a dance of desire.
You pull back from kissing her and squeezed a few drops of a special oil into her mouth, explaining, "This will help you relax even more." In reality, it was another dose of aphrodisiac, designed to heighten her senses and arousal.
It didn't take long for the effects to kick in. Hikaru's breaths became shallower, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glazed over with lust. You couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as you watched her react to your touch, her body becoming more sensitive with each passing moment.
Your hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples gently. She arched her back, a moan escaping her lips. "please..." she begged, her voice filled with need.
You smiled, your eyes dark with lust. "Please what, Hikaru? Tell me what you want.”
Hikaru's eyes fluttered closed as your hand trailed down her stomach, eliciting a gasp from her as you reached her trimmed pussy. "I want you to touch me. Make me feel good," she whispered. You began to finger her, your movements precise and deliberate. Hikaru's moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath your touch.
Your fingers slid between her folds, finding her already wet and ready. You circled her clit gently, eliciting a gasp from Hikaru. "Like this, Hikaru? Is this what you want?" you murmured, your voice thick with desire.
Hikaru nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes.. Just like that”. "Oh, god," she panted, her hips bucking against your hand. "Don't stop, please don't stop."
You continued to stroke her, your fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath your touch. You could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing as she neared her orgasm.
"Cum for me, Hikaru," you whispered, your voice commanding. "Let me see you cum."
Her body convulsed as she reached her peak, a scream of pleasure escaping her lips. You watched in awe as she squirted, her juices soaking the massage table and your hand. You leaned down, licking her clean, your tongue lapping up every drop.
She looked at you, her eyes filled with gratitude and desire. “that was... incredible," she murmured.
You smiled, your eyes dark with lust. "We're not done yet, Hikaru. I want to make you feel even better."
You helped her up, guiding her to the edge of the massage table. You positioned yourself between her legs, your cock hard and ready. You rubbed the head of your cock against her wet pussy, eliciting a moan from Hikaru. You added more dose of aphrodisiac to her mouth and pouring more some oil massage to her body.
"Fuck me" Hikaru begged, her voice filled with need. "I want to feel you inside me.”
You smiled, your eyes never leaving hers as you slowly pushed into her. Hikaru gasped, her eyes widening as she felt you fill her completely. "You're so tight, Hikaru," you murmured, your voice thick with desire. "You feel so good.”
You entered her in missionary position, her tight pussy enveloping your cock in a wave of warmth and pleasure. Hikaru moaned loudly, her nails digging into your back as you began to thrust.
Hikaru wrapped her legs around you, pulling you deeper. "Yes, fuck, yes," she cried out, her body moving in sync with yours.
You began to move, your hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. Her moans filled the room, her body meeting your thrusts eagerly. You could feel her muscles clenching around him, her body responding to his every movement.
"Deeper, ooh, deeper." she sounds desperate for your cock. You complied, driving into her with more force, the sound of your bodies slapping together filling the room. Hikaru's moans grew louder, her body tensing as another orgasm built within her.
"Harder" Hikaru begged, her voice filled with need. "Fuck me harder."
You complied, your thrusts becoming faster, more intense. Hikaru's moans turned into screams of pleasure.
"I'm going to cum," she gasped, her eyes locked onto yours. "Fuck, I'm going to cum so hard." her body convulsing as she reached another orgasm, squirting onto your cock and stomach.
You felt her pussy clench around your cock as she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. You pulled out, flipping her onto her hands and knees before entering her from behind in doggy style.
Hikaru let out a loud cry, her back arching as you began to fuck her with renewed vigor. "Oh, god, yes," she moaned, her body pushing back against yours. "Harder, harder, yes."
Your hand reached to her neck, grab and choked it, driving into her with deep, powerful thrusts. The sound of your bodies slapping together mixed with Hikaru's muffled moans and cries, creating a symphony of pleasure.
"Fuck.. Fuck.. Fuck.. " she chanted, her face turned red from being strangled, you loosened it your choke, her body trembling as another orgasm washed over her, squirting again soaking massage table even more. You felt her pussy clench around your cock once more, the sensation pushing you over the edge.
With a final thrust, you let out a groan, your body convulsing as you reached your orgasm. You came hard, your cock pulsing as you filled her with your cum. Her muscles milking you dry. You collapsed on top of her, your breath coming in short gasps. Her body slick with sweat and her breaths coming in ragged gasps.
You pulled out, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her shoulder. "How do you feel?" you asked softly.
Hikaru turned to look at you, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Incredible," she murmured. "That was... incredible."
You smiled, your heart filled with warmth. "You're incredible, Hikaru. I'm glad I could make you feel so good.”
As you lay there, your bodies entwined, you knew that this was just the beginning. You had found something special in her, and you was determined to explore every inch of it.
A/N: Part of suchsweetstories' prompt event! This one's for delph. :luvv:
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“When do you use the Poisson distribution?”
“It’s–” and Youngeun pauses, tapping the Apple Pencil on her cheek, eyes pointing elsewhere “–number of events occurring in a timeframe?”
“Correct!”
The library is quiet, making reservations for the encouraged silence. The squeaky clean scent of the air wafts into your nose. The tables and chairs are neatly arranged, at least before the crowd enters and scatters them all over the place.
You decided to apply for the faculty’s tutor position for some quick cash, good money per hour, after all. You can spend it on some nice meals after a few sessions.
Your first student is Seo Youngeun, a sophomore, just a year below you, and you can tell that she has done a decent amount of preparation for this, being receptive and eager so far. She asks questions and tries to solve problems the best she can. It’s making your first time easy, really.
“What about binomial distribution?”
“Hmm, a chance for a certain number of successes?”
“You’re making this really easy for me.”
Youngeun laughs, covering her mouth with her hand, body falling backward slightly. “I’m just trying to be a good student, if that helps.”
“You certainly are.”
The session goes on, and Youngeun continues to be resolute. She asks questions, summarizes the answers in her own words, constantly trying to understand the subject she’s learning. This is really easy for you, and you only wish that the next sessions will be like this.
“Can I take a look at your old assignments?” Youngeun asks, shifting slightly in her seat. “I wanna see how you did them.”
“Sure! I’ll just AirDrop–” Your words are cut off as Youngeun leans in closer towards you, scrolling your iPad for the assignments. Her flowery perfume hits your nose, making you shiver a little.
“Uh.”
Her hand presses into your thighs for a hold, feeling a bit heavy against your skin. You tremble slightly as she applies the pressure on you, feeling a brand new kind of current running through your body. Your eyes are focusing on her face—so gorgeous. Smooth jawline. Curious eyes. Soft-looking lips. She’s definitely a catch.
Inevitably, your vision shifts down towards her workshop shirt. She only wears a tight, white crop top underneath. It looks good on her, casually stylish. How nice would it be to go on a date with her in these clothes?
Soon, your eyes wander towards the smooth, milky skin of her cleavage. Oh, how nice would it be to sink your face into that dip of her curves? Your mouth feasts on her hard nipples—so salty, so full of her perfume—eliciting sharp moans from her lips. She presses your head into her chest, creating such a salacious, filthy bond between your mouth and her tits. Your hands sink into the plumpness of her ass, feeling those muscles flexing against–
The automatic door opens, introducing a new patron to the chilly library. You blink, regaining that precious awareness back, and you know that you’ve been staring a tad too long. Lucky that her eyes are still on your iPad.
You quickly look away, hoping to find some reprieve in other objects—chairs, tables, books. Your legs press into each other, adjusting the growing erection in your pants. Heat creeps up your body. Your stomach sinks—this is fucking embarrassing. You’re supposed to teach your student, not imagine yourself sucking on her tits!
Her hand lingers, staying there. She doesn’t squeeze; she doesn’t press harder, but it’s sure having an effect on you. Your breath quickens. Your hands tremble. Your cock hardens. Fuck, you can’t let her see you getting all worked up like this!
She even adjusts her top, revealing even more of her cleavage. There’s no way out of this. Your pants are barely holding it together.
After what felt like an eternity, Youngeun’s hand finally leaves your thighs, giving you the space you’ve been craving. You let out an exhale as she lets you go. Youngeun goes back to writing something on her iPad, completing her assignments as you desperately cling on to your composure.
“Divided by k factorial–can I take a break for a bit? We’ve been studying for half an hour already.”
You clear your throat, trying to maintain a professional façade. Hope she doesn’t see it slipping.
“Uh–sure.”
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You let out a sigh as you relieve yourself alone in the bathroom, eyes closed, head falling back. Your body feels so light; the tension slowly dissipates away. Just half an hour more and this will all end. No need to worry about her intimacy like that again. Just be a professional, keep your cool.
Until you feel a pair of arms wrapping around you.
“Hey there, pretty boy.”
Youngeun.
Your eyes widen in shock. Your body jolts in her warm embrace that disarms you completely. Her hands trail down your taut abdomen, down to your cock that’s in the middle of the business. She holds it gently with her fingers, making your cock grow harder in an instant.
You glance back at her. “What–What are you doing, Youngeun?”
“Shhh, be quiet in the library, baby. It’s against the rules,” she coos—voice so airy, so seductive. It’s a wonder how she manages to be so calm and authoritative in this situation. Your body easily wobbles under her touch, control being stripped away so quickly. The hold on your length is flipped over to hers in an instant.
You’re still in the middle of emptying your bladder, but the grip on your cock is fully hers. She grips it firmly, but never too tight. Youngeun is holding a goddamn royal flush here, and she makes sure that you can’t fold.
The stream weakens—from continuous flow to smaller drops. Youngeun wiggles your cock lightly, getting rid of the final remnants on your slit, and you can only watch helplessly as they fall into the urinal.
“Flush it,” she orders—so calm, so hushed.
Nervously, your hand moves towards the lever, barely able to push it down. The urinal makes noise as the water falls from the top, cleaning your filth into the pipes.
Youngeun tightens her hold around your hard cock—warm—sending a jolt of electricity through your body. Her other hand trails down your body, caressing the skin along the way, until she reaches your testicles. Youngeun cups it gently, delivering warmth to your frame. Your breath comes out shaken from the overstimulation, almost a moan. This is just too much, too intense. You have to grab the compartment divider to keep yourself standing.
Her warm hand begins to stroke your length, and that almost makes you collapse in her hug. She slides your foreskin back and forth, slowly, tortuously, stimulating you with such divine sensations. Your body squirms, overloaded by the act. Your back arches against her embrace. You struggle to stand upright. Breathless moans leak out of your lips into the cold air of the bathroom. You’re getting loud, but you just can’t help it when you have your student jerking you off like this!
“What did I say about making sounds, baby? Hmm? High chance of people hearing us,” Youngeun whispers, quickening her pace on you, tightening her grip. You feel even more helpless with her restraining you like this. And the worst part is: she’s smiling all so casually, like this is a normal occurrence for her.
Your cock swells against the palm of her hand, aching for that sweet, sticky release. Precum leaks out of your slit. You’re desperately trying to hold your body still within her warmth, trying not to collapse, to falter. The chill from the air conditioner hits you, contrasting the warmth from her small frame. Your muscles tighten against her—chest heaving, thighs clenching, so ready to cum. The wet, obscene sounds of the strokes fill the bathroom, lucky that no one is here yet in the morning.
“I’m gonna make sure you cum so hard that these little balls become dry.”
Your body shudders with her words, shaken by the sheer anticipation and pleasure she creates with her tiny hands. You can feel that you’re close—how your body strains against her abdomen, how your hips begin to thrust into her hands, how your breathing comes out short. You’re just Seo Youngeun’s plaything, and she makes sure that you are more than aware of it.
“Come on, cum for me. I wanna know how you taste.”
Your breath hitches. Your entire body spasms—a shock delivered from her filthy little hands. The first spurt of your cum is shot onto the urinal, painting it with the first stroke of ivory. Your moans leak out, barely suppressed. The second spurt brushes against the porcelain with another stroke. Then the third. Then the fourth. Then the fifth. You strain with each burst of your cum, barely able to breathe properly.
“You’re cumming so much, wonder who did this to you,” Youngeun coos, rubbing your cock to coax any cum left in your balls. Your nectar continues to dribble out of your slit. Your body shakes in her hug.
Bursts become drizzles. The orgasm slowly subsides, but Youngeun is making sure that you’re all drained by the time she’s done with you. Her pace slows down, but the grip is still tight—to empty you, to make you devoid of any essence. The drops begin to stain her hands, leaving white on her skin.
Youngeun teases, still forcing the last drops out, “Oh no, how am I going to clean my hands now?”
You can’t say a thing, overwhelmed by this entire situation. Your mind already went blank by the time she put her hands on your busy length.
Finally, you’re drained, tired, spent. Your head rests against the wall, watching your cum running down the white of the urinal. Sweat falls down your forehead. Your heart races. You can barely stand up straight. You’re full of shame, so overtaken by the pleasure that just coursed through you.
You’re such a slut.
Youngeun finally lets go of you, hands all stained with your cum. “Look what you’ve done to me,” she says, teasing her hand in front of your face, so full of mischief. Then, as promised, she brings her hand closer to her lips, before you hear a lewd, obscene sound of sucking. You just can’t bear to watch—too weary, too drained—but you sure know what she’s doing.
“You taste good,” Youngeun says, continuing to make that filthy sucking sound. “Wonder how it’ll taste from the source.”
Your mind spins from her filthy words, slipping into such a salacious, debased scene. Her lips stretch around your cock, making the filthiest sounds. You can barely stand up straight. Your body squirms in her touch. Her hands work on your cock, so determined to taste your cum shooting out of your slit. Pleasure cuts through you like a blade. And finally, you break, making Youngeun take every single drop of your cum into her throat. Her eyes flutter as your dick stretches her mouth out. Your cock pulses against her lips, hands gripping against the counter.
Shame that it’s just a product of your spent, overclocked brain, though.
“But maybe later,” she playfully quips, giving her fingers one last suck before walking away. Her steps echo through the bathroom, replacing the sound of the session earlier. You slowly turn back towards her, seeing her cute little ass swaying from side to side in her jeans. Your breathing is still all ragged, legs barely holding you up straight. You lean against the divider, gathering that precious composure back for the rest of the tutoring session. You feel weak. You feel used. It’s one hell of a final show.
She glances back at you over her shoulder one last time, before musing, “So, what’s the probability of me making you cum again? One?”
