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Tgs. SMUT! Porn with NO plot at all, lesbian sex (FOR THE SECOND TIME IN MY LIFE 🤤🤤) , established relationship, innocent reader, perverted jihoon, corruption kink, first time, dom jihoon, sub reader, praise kink, oral sex, cunnilingus, tribbing, scissoring, pussy grinding, fingering, nipple play, breast sucking, aftercare, fluff and smut, explicit smut, light dom/sub, teaching sex, pussy eating, desperate reader, needy sex
An. Guys this is the second time i write something f/f and, when i tell you i was satrting to FEEL things while writting this... I AM NOT WELL. But that´s okay, we all fruity here :D, anyways, hope yall enjoy this, lmk in the coments if you liked it :3
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It was their eighth month as girlfriends, the relationship had gone as it should; Jihoon made you very happy; she always did what you asked, and she was very happy doing it because there was nothing better than seeing you smile.
But there was a small problem. Your girlfriend might not have been what you thought.
When you first saw her your impression was that; she was a good girl, gentle, docile with you.
The small problem is that Lee Jihoon is a pervert.
And how can she be like that? When she hadn't even dared to let the make out sessions go further. Lee Jihoon's self-control was quite high, even though her head was full of impure thoughts, and she didn't even regret or feel shame about it in the slightest. Someday she would have the chance to do everything she has done to you in her mind.
It was a summer night, the humidity of the day had been getting to you, so when night fell and the cool air began to circulate through Jihoon's apartment, you decided to get comfortable, taking off all your clothes. You ended up wearing the shortest shorts imaginable, and a crop top that you had cut yourself from a t-shirt.
You were sitting at the kitchen island, arching your back, And part of your panties could be seen peeking out
You were completely unaware of how sinful you looked, humming softly to yourself as you scrolled through your phone at the kitchen island. The cool night air kissed your bare thighs and midriff, and the cropped hem of the makeshift top kept riding up with every little stretch.
Your shorts had slipped just enough that the lacy edge of your panties peeked out, soft lacy pink against your skin. Innocent as always, you arched your back a little more to ease the stiffness from sitting too long, letting out a small, contented sigh.
Jihoon had been in the living room, supposedly focused on her laptop, but her eyes had abandoned the screen the second you walked in dressed like that.
Fuck.
Her grip tightened on the edge of the couch cushion.
Eight months. Eight months of perfect gentlemanly—gentlewomanly—behavior.
Eight months of sweet kisses, hand-holding, and chaste make-outs that always ended before her hands could wander too far. She’d been so good. So patient. But right now, every filthy fantasy she’d locked away was screaming at her.
You, bent over this exact counter. Those tiny shorts pulled down just enough. Your soft, surprised little gasp when she finally stopped holding back. The way your innocent eyes would widen if she told you exactly what she wanted to do to that pretty body.
Jihoon swallowed hard, feeling heat pool low in her stomach. She stood up slowly, quietly, like a predator who didn’t want to startle her prey. Her bare feet padded across the floor until she was right behind you.
“Baby…” Her voice came out lower than usual, a little rough. She placed one hand on the counter beside you, leaning in so her chest brushed lightly against your back. “Is it really that hot here?”
You turned your head, blinking up at her with that pure, unsuspecting smile that always made Jihoon’s heart clench and her thoughts spiral. “Hm? Yes, your house gets all the sunlight, and it just gets so hot! And you told me I could get comfy in your house…”
Comfy. God, you were going to kill her.
Jihoon’s free hand hovered for a second before settling lightly on your exposed waist, thumb stroking the warm skin just under the hem of your crop top. Her touch was gentle—restrained—but her gaze wasn’t. It dragged slowly down your body, taking in the way the shorts hugged your ass, the soft curve of your hips, the little peek of pink lace.
“You have no idea what you look like right now, do you?” she murmured against your ear, voice barely above a whisper. “Sitting here like a sweet little doll, half-naked in my kitchen… arching your back like that.”
Her fingers slipped just under the edge of your top, tracing a slow line along your spine. She could feel you shiver.
“I’ve been so good, haven’t I?” Jihoon continued, pressing a soft kiss just below your ear. “Never pushed. Never took more than you offered. But baby… if you keep dressing like this, I’m not sure how much longer I can pretend I don’t want to ruin you.”
She said the last part so quietly it was almost like she was talking to herself, but you heard it. Your cheeks flushed instantly, that innocent confusion mixing with something new—curious, flustered, a little breathless.
Jihoon pulled back just enough to look at your face, eyes dark with barely-contained hunger.
“But, tell me something, princess,” she whispered, leaning in, “If I asked nicely… would you let me see the rest?” She took the elastic of your panties and stretched it a little, making you whine at the sting of the snap of the elastic with your skin.
Jihoon’s fingers tugged the elastic of your pretty pink panties again, this time just a little further, the fabric pulled taut against your sensitive skin before snapping back lightly. The small whine that escaped your lips went straight to her core.
“Shh, princess… that sound,” she breathed, voice thick with want. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
You squirmed on the stool, thighs pressing together as heat flooded your cheeks and spread down your neck. Your hands gripped the edge of the kitchen island tighter, heart racing so fast you felt dizzy.
“Jihoonnie… that—that felt weird,” you whispered shyly, voice barely above a breath. Your big, innocent eyes looked up at her, confused but not scared. “You’re… you’re touching my panties. I’ve never… we’ve never…”
“I know, baby. I know.” Jihoon’s hand slid back up, soothing the spot she’d teased, then slipped fully under the hem of your tiny shorts to cup your ass properly, skin on skin this time.
Her palm was warm, slightly calloused from years of playing instruments, and the contrast made you shiver again. “Eight months I’ve been holding back. Kissing you with gentleness, stopping every time I wanted to lay you down and bury my face between these soft thighs.”
She leaned in closer, pressing her body against yours from the side, lips brushing your flushed cheek.
“But you’re making it so hard to be good tonight. Walking around in these slutty little shorts, bending over, showing me your cute lace panties like it’s nothing…” Her fingers traced the lace edge again, slowly dipping lower until they brushed against your clothed heat from behind. “You’re getting wet already, aren’t you, princess?”
You let out a soft, embarrassed gasp and tried to close your legs, but Jihoon’s body between them stopped you. “Don’t hide from me,” she cooed gently, though her voice had a rough edge. “I want to see everything. I want to know exactly how my innocent little girlfriend reacts when I finally stop pretending.”
Her free hand came up to cup your jaw, tilting your face so she could kiss you — slow at first, the same sweet way she always did, but quickly deepening when you whimpered into her mouth. Her tongue teased yours, more demanding than ever before.
When she pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected your lips for a second.
“Tell me yes,” Jihoon whispered against your mouth, her fingers still playing with the waistband of your shorts, ready to pull them down. “Tell me I can take these off. Tell me I can get on my knees right here and show you how long I’ve been dying to taste you. I’ll be gentle, baby… at least at first.”
She kissed the corner of your mouth, then your jaw, then down to your neck, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin there while waiting for your answer.
Your whole body felt hot and tingly. The way she was looking at you — like she wanted to devour you — made something flutter nervously yet excitedly in your stomach.
“Jihoon…” you breathed, voice small and shaky, “I… be patient with me, okay? I’ve never done any of this…”
Jihoon’s eyes softened for a moment with pure affection, even as the hunger in them burned brighter.
“I’ll take care of you, princess. I promise.”
Her fingers hooked properly into your shorts and panties now, slowly starting to tug them down your hips as she watched your face for any sign of hesitation.
“I trust you.”
That was all the permission she needed.
She spun you around on the stool so fast you gasped, then gently but firmly pressed your back against the cool edge of the island counter, and Jihoon wasted no time tugging your tiny shorts and soaked pink panties down your legs in one smooth motion, throwing them somewhere.
“Fuck, look at you…” she groaned, dropping to her knees. “So pretty and dripping already. All for me.”
Before you could even catch your breath, Jihoon spread your thighs wider, leaned in, and dragged her hot tongue slowly through your folds. The sudden wet heat made your knees buckle.
“Ah—! Jihoon—!” you whimpered, hands scrambling for purchase on the counter.
She didn’t hold back. Jihoon licked and sucked at your pussy like a woman starved, her tongue flicking desperately over your swollen clit before dipping inside you. Low, filthy moans vibrated against your core as she tasted you for the first time. She was relentless — sucking your clit into her mouth, swirling her tongue, then fucking you shallowly with it.
You came embarrassingly fast.
Within barely two minutes your thighs were shaking violently, a broken cry tearing from your throat as your first orgasm crashed over you. Jihoon kept licking you through it, drinking every drop like she’d been waiting eight months just for this.
When she finally pulled back, her lips and chin were shiny with your juices. She stood up to face you. Admiring your fucked up expression; glossy eyes, your breathing was rapid and slightly ragged, your lips were slightly parted, and your face had a natural blush.
“Jihoonnie… I feel… hot,” you whimpered desperately, voice trembling and airy. “Like I’m burning up inside… I need— I don’t know what I need…”
The innocent, needy confession shattered the last thin thread of Jihoon’s self-control.
You didn’t wait for her answer. On shaky, post-orgasm legs you pushed yourself forward, hands trembling as they fumbled with the hem of her oversized t-shirt. Jihoon helped you just enough by lifting her arms, and the moment the fabric cleared her head, her full, soft breasts spilled free into the warm kitchen air. Her nipples were already stiff, flushed a pretty shade of pink from how turned on she was.
Without a single thought in your hazy mind, you leaned in like a desperate little puppy and latched onto her right breast. Your lips wrapped around her nipple, sucking hard with wet, greedy sounds that echoed softly in the quiet apartment. Your tongue swirled clumsily, licking and flicking as if you’d been starving for her.
“Mmm—!” Jihoon’s head fell back with a deep, broken groan, her fingers instantly threading through your hair. “Fuck, baby… just like that.”
Your other hand came up to cup her left breast, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh clumsily, kneading it while your mouth continued suckling noisily. You switched sides after a moment, latching onto the other nipple with even more eagerness, whimpering and moaning against her skin as if sucking on her tits was the only thing keeping you sane. Saliva glistened on her breasts, dripping down her cleavage from how messily you were going at it.
Jihoon’s thighs clenched hard, her own pussy throbbing painfully at the sight.
“Shit— baby…” Her voice was completely wrecked, low and raspy. “Look at you… my sweet, innocent princess. Eight months of blushing at simple kisses and now you’re sucking on my tits like a needy little slut who can’t get enough.”
You let out a high-pitched, muffled whine against her chest and sucked harder, hollowing your cheeks, your hands pawing desperately at her breasts as if you wanted to bury yourself in them.
Your glassy eyes flicked up to meet hers every few seconds — that pure, confused, but utterly horny look that destroyed her.
“You were just cumming on my tongue two minutes ago,” she panted, voice dripping with lust as she cradled the back of your head, pressing you deeper into her chest. “And now here you are… legs still shaking, desperately sucking my tits like you’ll cry if I take them away. God, you’re so fucking perfect.”
She hissed in pleasure when your teeth grazed her sensitive nipple. One of her hands left your hair to slide down your back, groping your bare ass and pulling you closer so your naked body pressed flush against hers.
“You have no idea how long I’ve dreamed about ruining this innocence,” she groaned, hips rolling forward instinctively. “I wanted to keep you my pure little angel… but seeing you like this — so desperate, so sloppy, so fucking needy — it’s so much better than any fantasy.”
You pulled off her nipple with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting your swollen lips to her glistening breast. Your breathing was ragged, cheeks flushed dark red, eyes shiny with unshed tears of overwhelming want.
“Jihoon…” you breathed, voice small yet dripping with lust. “They’re so soft… I like them… I want more…”
Jihoon let out a shaky laugh that bordered on a moan. She cupped your jaw with one hand, thumb brushing your wet bottom lip.
“Yeah? You like my tits, princess?” She leaned down and kissed you hard, deep, and filthy — tasting herself on your tongue from earlier and the sweetness of your own desperation. The kiss was messy, tongues sliding, teeth nipping. When she finally pulled back, she smirked, eyes dark with promise.
“You're gonna be a good puppy and eat my pussy, baby?” You nodded frantically
Jihoon’s smirk deepened at your frantic nodding, eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. “Good girl,” she murmured, voice husky.
She took your hand and gently pulled you toward the living room, your legs still shaky from your earlier orgasm. The cool air of the apartment kissed your completely naked body as you followed her like an obedient puppy.
She stopped in front of the big couch and turned to face you. With one smooth motion, she pushed her own pants and panties down her legs, kicking them aside. Then she sat down comfortably, thighs spread wide, leaning back against the cushions. Her glistening pussy was fully on display — swollen and really wet.
Jihoon looked at you with heavy-lidded eyes, one hand lazily stroking her own inner thigh.
“Come here, princess,” she said softly but firmly, pointing to the floor between her legs. “On your knees.”
You obeyed instantly, dropping to your knees on the soft rug. Your face was inches away from her soaked core. The scent of her arousal made your head spin and your own pussy clench with fresh heat. You stared, wide-eyed and breathing fast, unsure but so eager.
Jihoon reached down and gently cupped your cheek, thumb stroking your flushed skin.
“Listen carefully, baby. I’m going to teach you how to eat my pussy properly,” she said, voice low and instructional, like a sweet but filthy teacher. “I’ve waited so long for this. I want my innocent little girlfriend to learn exactly how to please me.”
You nodded quickly, eyes flicking nervously between her face and her dripping folds. “O-okay… I want to make you feel good, Jihoonnie…”
“That’s my good girl.” She smiled, then guided your head closer with a hand in your hair. “Start slow. Use your tongue and lick from the bottom all the way up… like this.”
She demonstrated by slowly dragging a finger through her own slit, then brought the glistening finger to your lips so you could taste her. You obediently licked it clean with a shy little moan.
“Now you try.”
You leaned in, hesitant at first, and gave her a long, experimental lick from her entrance up to her clit. Jihoon let out a satisfied sigh, thighs twitching.
“Yes… just like that. Again. Use more pressure, baby. Flatten your tongue.”
You did as told, licking broader and firmer this time. Her taste —slightly tangy, warm, and addictive— made you whimper and press your face closer on your own.
“Good puppy,” Jihoon praised breathlessly, fingers tightening in your hair. “Now focus on my clit. See how swollen it is? Suck on it gently… wrap your lips around it… mmm— fuck, yes, just like that.”
You obeyed eagerly, sucking her clit into your mouth with wet sounds, your tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Your innocent eyes kept glancing up at her for approval, glossy and desperate to please.
Jihoon’s head tipped back against the couch, a deep moan escaping her.
“Fuck… you’re a natural. Now use your tongue to flick it. Faster… ah— good girl. Don’t forget my hole. Push your tongue inside me, princess. Fuck me with it.”
You moaned loudly against her pussy at her filthy words, the vibration making her hips jerk. You stiffened your tongue and pushed it into her tight heat, thrusting it in and out the best you could while your nose brushed against her clit.
Jihoon’s breathing grew ragged. She kept one hand in your hair, guiding you, while the other squeezed her own breast, pinching her nipple.
“That’s it… deeper, baby. You’re doing so well for your first time. My innocent little princess eating pussy like she was made for it… shit, you look so pretty with your face buried between my legs.”
You whimpered at the praise, growing bolder. You alternated between sucking her clit, licking broad stripes, and tongue-fucking her entrance, getting messier by the second. Your own arousal was dripping down your thighs again, the corruption making you burn hotter.
Jihoon’s hips started rolling against your face, chasing more friction.
“Add a finger, princess. Slide one inside me… curl it up— yes, right there. Good girl. Now suck my clit while you finger me. Harder… don’t be shy.”
You followed every instruction perfectly, eyes watering from the intensity but never stopping. The wet, obscene sounds of your mouth and fingers filled the living room alongside Jihoon’s growing moans.
She looked down at you with pure lust and affection, her corruption kink completely satisfied by the sight of her once-shy girlfriend eagerly devouring her pussy.
“Fuck, baby… you’re gonna make me cum so hard if you keep going like that,” she groaned, voice breaking. “Keep sucking— just like that— my perfect little slut in training…”
Jihoon’s breath hitched as she looked down at you, her sweet, innocent girlfriend on her knees with flushed cheeks and glossy, eager eyes. She stroked your hair tenderly, even as her voice stayed low and commanding.
“You’re doing so well already, princess… but we’re not done with your lesson yet.”
She gently pulled your face back a little, making you look up at her while your lips still glistened with her juices.
“First, use your hands more. Don’t be shy.” Jihoon took your right hand and guided it between her thighs. “Spread my lips open with your fingers… yes, like that. Good girl. Now you can see everything, can’t you? My pretty, wet pussy all exposed for you.”
You stared, mesmerized and breathing heavily, your fingers trembling slightly as you held her open. The explicit view made your own core throb painfully.
Jihoon smiled at your innocent awe. “Lick me slowly again. Trace every fold. Taste how wet I am because of you.”
You obeyed immediately, dragging your flat tongue up and down her spread folds in long, deliberate strokes. Jihoon moaned softly, hips twitching.
“Mmm… slower at the bottom, baby. Tease my entrance with the tip of your tongue. Circle it… yes— fuck, just like that. You’re such a quick learner.”
After a minute of letting you explore, she tugged your hair gently to get your attention again.
“Now pay attention to my clit. It’s the most sensitive part. Start by kissing it… soft little kisses… then lick it with just the tip of your tongue. Fast flicks.”
You followed every word like an obedient student, pressing delicate kisses to her swollen clit before flicking your tongue rapidly against it. Jihoon’s thighs started to tremble around your head.
“Ah— good puppy… now suck on it again, but vary the pressure. Gentle… then harder… alternate. And don’t forget to moan while you do it. Let me feel the vibrations.”
The moment you hummed loudly against her clit, Jihoon’s back arched off the couch with a broken groan. “Fuuuck— yes, baby. Just like that.”
She kept one hand in your hair, guiding your rhythm, while her other hand reached down to hold herself open wider for you.
“Slide two fingers inside me now, princess. Slowly at first… feel how warm and tight I am.” You pushed two fingers in carefully, gasping at how hot and wet she felt around them. “Good girl. Now curl them upward, like you’re beckoning me. Stroke that spot inside… keep sucking my clit at the same time.”
The combination made Jihoon’s voice crack into a whimper. You worked hard, pumping your fingers steadily while your mouth stayed latched onto her clit, sucking and licking with messy enthusiasm. Saliva and her arousal coated your chin and cheeks.
“Look at you… my pure little angel with her face buried in my cunt, learning how to please me so eagerly. You’re getting so messy, baby. I love it. Sloppier is better. Let me hear those wet sounds.”
You pushed deeper, curling your fingers faster, making obscene squelching noises every time you thrust in. Your innocent eyes kept flicking up to watch her reactions, desperate for approval.
“Fuck— you’re perfect,” Jihoon panted, rolling her hips against your face. “Now try three fingers. Stretch me open… yes, baby, just like that. And use your other hand to play with my tits. Pinch my nipples while you eat me.”
You reached up blindly, groping her soft breast and rolling her stiff nipple between your fingers while your mouth and other hand worked relentlessly between her legs. Jihoon’s moans grew louder, more desperate.
“Alternate between sucking my clit and tongue-fucking my hole again. Keep switching… don’t let me get used to one thing. Make me feel everything.”
You obeyed beautifully — sucking hard on her clit for several seconds, then pulling back to thrust your tongue inside her as deep as you could, over and over. Your nose bumped against her clit with every movement, and your fingers never stopped their steady curling motion.
Jihoon’s grip in your hair tightened, her thighs starting to shake.
“You’re going to make me cum so fucking hard, princess… my innocent little puppy is turning into such a greedy pussy eater. Keep going— don’t you dare slow down. Suck my clit harder while you finger me… yes— right there— fuck, baby, you’re so good for me…”
Her voice was breaking more with every word, hips grinding messily against your face as she chased her pleasure, still trying to teach you even as her control slipped.
Jihoon’s moans grew louder and more desperate, her usual composure completely shattered as you followed every filthy instruction with eager, clumsy devotion.
“Fuck— princess, don’t stop,” she gasped, hips grinding messily against your face. “Suck my clit harder— yes, just like that— and keep curling those fingers. You’re gonna make me cum, baby. My innocent little girlfriend is gonna make me cum all over her pretty face—”
Her thighs started trembling violently around your head. You whimpered loudly against her pussy, the vibrations pushing her right over the edge.
Jihoon came hard with a broken, throaty cry, her back arching sharply off the couch. Her walls clenched tightly around your fingers as her orgasm crashed through her, hot wetness flooding your tongue and dripping down your chin. You kept sucking and licking through it all, just like she’d taught you, drinking every drop while she shook and moaned your name like a prayer.
Only when her thighs finally stopped quivering did you slowly pull back, breathing heavily. Your face was a complete mess — lips swollen, chin shiny with her cum, eyes glassy and dazed with lust.
Jihoon looked down at you with pure, dark affection. She sat up, cupped your flushed cheeks, and kissed you deeply, tasting herself on your tongue.
“You did so good, princess,” she praised between kisses, voice still husky. “Such a fast learner… my perfect little pussy eater.”
You whimpered softly at the praise, still aching and dripping between your own legs. Jihoon noticed immediately.
“Come here, baby.” She pulled you up onto the couch with her, then gently laid you down on your back. She climbed over you, eyes burning with hunger. “Now it’s time for something else. I want us to feel each other… really close.”
She spread your legs wide and positioned herself between them, lowering her still-sensitive pussy until it pressed directly against yours. The slick, wet heat of her folds sliding against your own made you gasp sharply.
The moment her hot, soaked pussy pressed flush against yours, slick folds sliding together with wet, obscene sounds, you let out a broken gasp.
“Jihoon—!” you moaned, voice airy and already cracking. “It feels… so warm… and wet… ahh—”
Jihoon groaned deeply, rolling her hips in a slow, deliberate grind so your swollen clits kissed perfectly with every movement. “That’s it, princess. This is how I want you— pussy to pussy, dripping all over each other.”
She started slow and deep, letting you feel every slick slide, every filthy drag of her wet cunt against yours. The lewd, squelching sounds filled the living room as your combined arousal mixed messily. But you were far too sensitive, far too needy after everything she’d already done to you.
Within seconds your innocent brain started melting.
“J-Jihoonnie… hah… it’s slippery… feels so good…” you whimpered, eyes glazing over as your hips jerked up instinctively, chasing more friction like a desperate puppy in heat.
Jihoon’s smirk turned darker. She braced her hands beside your head and picked up the pace, grinding harder, faster, smearing her cum and your fresh wetness all over both of you.
“Fuck, listen to how wet you are, baby. My innocent little girlfriend’s cunt is drooling all over mine.”
You couldn’t even respond properly anymore.
You didn't know when you were on top of her, rutting against her pussy. Your mind was turning into mush. All you could do was whimper and babble, eyes half-lidded and glassy as you rutted up against her frantically.
“Hot… so hot… Jihoon… more… please…” you mumbled dumbly, hands grabbing at her waist, nails digging in as you tried to pull her closer. Your hips moved in sloppy, desperate circles, grinding your pussy against hers like you’d die if you stopped. “Feels… ah— feels tingly… inside… want more… pleasepleaseplease—”
Jihoon laughed softly, breathy and aroused, watching you fall apart so beautifully. She reached between your bodies and spread your folds wider with two fingers, making your clits press even tighter together with every thrust.
“That’s my good little puppy. Look at you— humping my pussy like a bitch in heat. All that innocence gone already, huh?”
You nodded frantically, tears slipping down your flushed cheeks as you chased the pleasure with pure desperation. Your hips bucked up wildly, messy and uncoordinated, rubbing your slick cunt against hers with wet, frantic strokes.
“Mmm— Jihoonnie’s pussy… so good… so wet… rubbing me… hah— ahh! Clit… my clit feels— feels—” Your words dissolved into incoherent mumbling. “Wanna cum… wanna cum on you… please… moremoremore—”
Jihoon groaned at how filthy and adorable you sounded, completely lost in heat. The wet slapping sounds were growing louder.
“Yeah? You wanna cum on my cunt, princess? Then hump me like the needy slut you are. Grind that desperate little pussy on me. That’s it— fuck, just like that. Look how sloppy you’re getting.”
You were panting like an animal now, legs shaking as you rutted up against her with pure instinct. Your hands pawed at her breasts again, squeezing and pinching her nipples while you babbled nonsense against her shoulder.
“Soft… tits soft… pussy so slippery… love Jihoon’s pussy… wanna stay like this… never stop… ah— ahh— cumming… think I’m gonna— gonna—”
You sped up, rolling your hips in tight, filthy circles that made your clits grind perfectly together over and over. The pressure was unbearable, the slick heat overwhelming.
“Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my fucking pussy like a good little puppy,” she growled. “Let me feel you throb against me.”
Your eyes rolled back, mouth falling open in a silent cry as your second orgasm hit you like a freight train. You came hard, hips jerking and twitching uncontrollably as your pussy spasmed and gushed against hers. Broken, dumb little sobs and whimpers spilled from your lips the entire time.
“Jihoon— cumming… cumming on you— hah— ahhh!”
Jihoon followed right after, moaning loudly as she felt your cunt throbbing and soaking hers. She kept grinding through both your orgasms, prolonging the pleasure until you were both oversensitive and trembling.
Even after you came, your hips kept making tiny, pathetic little thrusts against her, still chasing friction like you couldn’t stop.
Jihoon kissed your sweaty forehead, smiling darkly as she watched you — completely fucked out, mumbling incoherently, still weakly grinding against her soaked pussy.
“My perfect little puppy…”
Jihoon held you tightly as you both came down from your highs, her arms wrapped securely around your trembling body. Your hips were still making tiny, unconscious little thrusts against her, even as your breathing slowly evened out. She let you ride out those last pathetic twitches, gently stroking your back and kissing your damp forehead.
“Shhh… easy, princess,” she whispered softly, voice warm and full of affection. “I’ve got you. Just breathe for me.”
You were completely boneless, face buried in her neck, mumbling incoherent little sounds against her skin. Jihoon carefully rolled you both onto your sides so she could look at you. Your eyes were glassy and unfocused, cheeks flushed deep red, lips swollen and parted as you panted softly.
She brushed stray strands of hair from your sweaty forehead, then leaned in to press slow, gentle kisses all over your face — your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your trembling lips.
“You were so perfect, baby,” she murmured between kisses. “My sweet, innocent girl… turned into such a desperate little puppy in heat for me. Look at you now, all fucked out and cute.”
You whimpered weakly at her words, nuzzling closer. Jihoon smiled and reached down to gently separate your bodies, both of you hissing softly at the oversensitive drag of wet skin. She stood up, scooped you into her arms without hesitation, and carried you bridal-style to the bedroom.
Once there, she laid you down carefully on the soft sheets and disappeared into the bathroom for a moment. She returned with a warm, damp towel and a bottle of water.
“Drink a little for me, princess,” she coaxed, helping you sit up just enough to take a few sips. Then she gently cleaned you up between your thighs, her touch feather-light and patient every time you twitched or let out a small, sensitive whine.
“So messy… my good girl made such a big mess,” she teased softly, but her eyes were full of love. After cleaning you thoroughly, she wiped herself down quickly and tossed the towel aside before crawling into bed beside you.
Jihoon pulled the blanket over both of you and immediately drew you back into her arms. You curled into her like a kitten, one leg thrown over hers, face pressed between her soft breasts as she held you close.
“You did amazing tonight,” she whispered, fingers slowly threading through your hair in soothing strokes. “I’m so proud of you. My perfect little princess.”
You let out a tiny, content sigh, already drifting. “Jihoonnie… warm… safe…” you mumbled sleepily.
She chuckled quietly and kissed the top of your head. “That’s right, baby. You’re safe with me. Always.”
For a while, she just held you in comfortable silence, rubbing your back and occasionally pressing soft kisses to your hair. When she thought you were almost asleep, she spoke again, voice low and teasing:
“Rest up tonight, princess… because tomorrow morning, when you wake up, I’m not letting you leave this bed for a long time. I still have so much more to show you… I want to watch you ride my face. I should buy a strap, I want to fuck you nice and deep with my strap until you’re crying and begging. And maybe… if you’re really good for me, I’ll let you try sitting on my cock while I play with those pretty tits.”
You let out a soft, shy whimper at her words, even half-asleep, your fingers tightening against her skin.
Jihoon smiled against your hair, satisfied.
“Sleep now, my sweet girl. You’re going to need all your energy.”
She held you tighter, listening to your breathing slowly deepen, already fantasizing about everything she was going to do to her newly corrupted little girlfriend as soon as the sun came up.
I think whenever I talk to friends about how I feel, I cannot find the right words to express myself properly so hopefully this makes sense.
While I try to prioritize a wip and work on it, no inspiration comes to mind that could help continue the plot. Meanwhile all that I think about is my other ideas and how bad I want to work on those instead. I cannot focus on one at a time and it annoys me, what makes it worse is that I can’t figure out where it’s coming from? (Even when I switch wips, I go back to thinking about the one I had just worked on.)
I get excited for the new ideas I have and want to share that excitement with friends but can’t shake the feeling that they’re getting annoyed at me for not actually sitting down and writing for the old idea that I had talked about before. Idk if it’s laziness or the fear of actually starting the project and it not being as perfect as I wanted it to be?
