2000 march 20th — happy birthday hyunjin 💐: keep blooming beautifully like flowers. just like how they bring color to our lives, so do you. through hardships and dirt, sun still eventually shines through and you’ll find your way, and you’ll always be adored and loved by many 💘
I had to make a smut with this new Tzuyu. Those bounces were too much to control
Choi Tzuyu x M!Reader
I was beyond ecstatic to have scored backstage passes for TWICE's concert. As an avid fan, this was my dream come true. The anticipation built up as I made my way through the winding corridors, my heart racing with each step closer to the green room. Suddenly, a soft "hello" echoed from behind me, breaking my concentration. I turned to see none other than Tzuyu standing there, looking absolutely stunning.
Her lavender crop top left little to the imagination, the buttons gaping open, showcasing her ample cleavage. The snug fit hugged her curves, drawing the eye downward. A matching bra provided a subtle contrast against her porcelain skin, while the short hemline of the skirt danced just above her pert rear, leaving much to the imagination. Dark in color, it did little to conceal the tantalizing shape of her derriere, making my pulse quicken. She beamed at me, her bright smile radiating warmth.
"Hi there!" I managed to stammer, taking in the breathtaking sight before me. "You look incredible, Tzuyu."
"Thank you so much!" she replied graciously, her voice as sweet as honey. "I'm thrilled to meet one of our dedicated fans." As we chatted briefly about the upcoming performance, I couldn't help but steal glances at her revealing outfit, my excitement growing with each passing moment. Meeting Tzuyu was more than I had ever imagined—she was even more captivating in person, and that lavender ensemble only added to her natural beauty and charisma.
As we conversed, Tzuyu's body language was vivacious and energetic, her movements causing her impressive cleavage to bob up and down with each gesture. The tight fabric of her top stretched taut, emphasizing the firm mounds that seemed to have a life of their own. With every laugh or excited flick of her wrist, her breasts would jiggle enticingly. Her bouncy tits were mesmerizing, putting on a private show for my eager eyes alone.
The dark mini skirt flitted around her thighs, revealing tantalizing flashes of smooth skin as she moved, the hem riding high enough to occasionally expose the barest hint of panties when she shifted her weight. Each step, spin, or sway of her hips created a tantalizing display, making my mouth go dry. It was clear the outfit was designed to entice, and boy, did it succeed. My gaze lingered on her ass, the short skirt barely covering the round globes that wiggled and jiggled hypnotically.
The flirtatious way in which she bounced and swayed her body was clearly an invitation. A devilish gleam sparkled in Tzuyu's eye as she noticed where my attention kept wandering, from the springy jiggle of her ample cleavage down to the tantalizing peek-a-boo glimpses of her panties beneath that scandalously short skirt. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
"Go ahead," Tzuyu purred seductively, noticing my hungry stare fixated on her voluptuous assets bouncing with each movement. "I know you want to."
Her permission unleashed a surge of boldness through my veins. I tentatively reached out, my fingertips grazing over the supple flesh of her breast. Tzuyu let out a soft moan, encouraging me further. With growing confidence, I cupped the weighty mound, kneading gently as I savored the silky feel of her skin beneath my palm. The nipple stiffened into a pert nub against my touch.
Tzuyu's breathing grew heavier as my hands roamed, drifting lower to grope the lush, rounded curves of her ass.
Emboldened by her flirtatious attitude, I leaned in closer, drawn like a moth to a flame by the alluring display before me. Tzuyu's full lips parted invitingly, and without hesitation, I captured them in a searing kiss. She responded eagerly, her mouth molding perfectly to mine as our tongues entwined in a sensual dance. The sweet taste of her lip gloss mingled with the saltiness of my own excitement, creating an intoxicating flavor that left me craving more.
As we kissed passionately, I allowed my hands free rein to explore her luscious body. My fingers traced along the dips and swells of her figure, mapping out every curve until I was intimately familiar with the contours of her form. I kneaded the firm globes of her ass, pulling her flush against me so I could grind my hardness against her pelvis. The tight fabric of her skirt bunched up around her hips, exposing the creamy skin of her upper thighs. Tzuyu gasped softly into my mouth, her legs parting ever so slightly in unspoken invitation.
Now fully exposed to my eager gaze, Tzuyu's tits were a sight to behold. Perfectly round and plump, they danced and jiggled with each movement, their bounciness a testament to her youthful vigor. I couldn't resist any longer; my mouth closed over one pert nipple, sucking hard while using my hands to knead and tweak the other.
With a wicked smile, I reached between us, determined to remove that teasing barrier between my hands and Tzuyu's magnificent tits. My fingers found their way beneath the crop top, carefully easing it over her shoulders and off her arms. Her bra soon followed suit, liberating her breasts from confinement. They sprang free, as perky and lush as I had imagined, nipples standing stiffly at attention.
Her moans of pleasure filled the room, spurring me on. I moved to the other breast, giving it equal attention while my fingers explored the warm, wet heat between her thighs. I stripped her skirt off and found that she was soaking wet, her juices coating my hand over her panties. I parted it as I delved deeper into her core, finding her clit and circling it rapidly. Tzuyu cried out, bucking her hips against my hand, driven by a wild urgency.
I continued to feast on her tits, savoring every moan, every shudder that racked her body. As her orgasm began to build, she clutched at my head, her fingers tightly interwoven in my hair. Her back arched, thrusting her breasts closer to my mouth as she came apart in a convulsive release. I lapped up her milk-like fluids, reveling in her reaction.
As her climax subsided, I stood, pulling her close again for another deep kiss. Then, without warning, I swept her off her feet, carrying her over to the couch. She laughed in surprise, but settled back with a satisfied smile as I leaned over her, my weight pressing her down into the cushions.
I pulled her panties down her legs, baring her completely to my gaze. The sight of her nakedness was breathtaking, her pussy glistening with her arousal. Without hesitation, I buried my face between her thighs, licking and sucking her slick folds. She writhed beneath me, her hips moving in time to my ministrations. I worked her clit with my tongue, driving her mad with need, until she was whimpering and begging for more.
Reaching around, I traced her asshole with one finger, applying a bit of pressure before easing it inside her. Tzuyu groaned, the sensation overwhelming her senses. With two fingers now pumping in and out of her tight anal cavity, I returned to her pussy, devouring her with unbridled passion. Her second orgasm hit her hard, sending her into a frenzy of pleasure. I kept up my relentless assault until she had no strength left to move.
Tzuyu's moans grew louder as her pleasure mounted, echoing off the walls of the backstage room. Her cries were lewd and unrestrained, a symphony of ecstasy that only fueled my desire. I drove her to the brink with each thrust of my fingers and lap of my tongue, pushing her toward another peak.
"Fuck, yes! Just like that!" she screamed, her voice hoarse from all the shouting. Her inner walls clenched tightly around my fingers, trying to pull me deeper as I ate her out relentlessly. "Don't stop!"
With a final flick of my tongue against her clit, Tzuyu's body seized up, her back bowing off the couch as she let out an ear-splitting wail. Her juices flooded my mouth as she came undone, her anus fluttering around my invading digits. I continued to lap at her essence, milking every last tremor from her quivering frame until she collapsed back onto the cushions, panting and spent.
Through it all, I remained between her thighs, savoring the musky taste of her arousal. She was utterly debauched, a far cry from the innocent idol I once knew.
Still trembling in the aftermath, Tzuyu suddenly pushed me away, her eyes flashing with a new hunger. She grasped the waistband of my pants and yanked them down, freeing my straining erection. It sprang forth, thick and pulsing, standing at attention as if begging for her touch.
With a wicked grin, Tzuyu wrapped her fingers around my shaft, giving it a few experimental strokes. She pumped faster, her grip firm and sure, before positioning herself over me. With a seductive smile, she slowly sank down, taking me inside her hot, wet folds with a gasp.
Her body enveloped mine, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. Tzuyu began to move, riding me with wild abandon, her breasts bouncing with each downward thrust. The tight grip of her cunt was incredible, and I struggled to hold back, not wanting to finish too soon. But her relentless pace and the heavenly feel of her slick walls drove me closer to the edge.
As she rode me harder, Tzuyu leaned forward, her large tits swaying above me. "You're so deep," she moaned, bracing her hands on my chest for leverage. "Mmm, your cock is hitting just right."
Tzuyu's dirty talk filled the air, spurring me on as she bounced atop my lap. Her voluptuous breasts jiggled hypnotically with each movement, drawing my gaze. "That's it, baby, let me milk that big cock of yours!" she purred, her voice dripping with lust.
She rolled her hips, grinding against me as she clutched at my shoulders. Sweat glistened on her skin, making it shine in the low light of the room. "Harder, fuck me harder!" she demanded, urging me deeper into her tight heat.
I complied eagerly, gripping her waist as I slammed up into her. Our flesh slapped together obscenely, the wet squelch of her pussy music to my ears. Tzuyu threw her head back, crying out in ecstasy as I pounded into her relentlessly.
"Yes! Yes! Just like that!" she screamed, her inner muscles clamping down around me. She bounced faster, chasing her pleasure with reckless abandon. The sight of her tits bouncing wildly above me was mesmerizing, their heavy weight only adding to the erotic display.
Overwhelmed by the sight of her titillating tits, I couldn't resist any longer. As she continued to ride me, I reached up to capture one erect nipple between my lips. I sucked hard, tugging gently while my other hand teased the other breast. Tzuyu let out a guttural moan, her body arching as she rode me, her movements becoming more frenzied.
Her panting breaths and wicked whispers pushed me closer to the brink. "Fuck, suck on these tits," she hissed, "feel them quiver with each thrust." Her words were a balm to my desire, and I obliged, taking both breasts into my mouth, massaging and sucking until she cried out again, her entire body shuddering with pleasure.
The sensation of her tight pussy, coupled with the plump mounds in my mouth was enough to tip me over the edge. I groaned, releasing inside her as she came undone, our pleasure entwining in a symphony of ecstasy.
As my hot seed flooded her womb, Tzuyu's scream of satisfaction pierced the air, her voice echoing off the walls. Her pussy clamped down, milking me for every last drop as she rode out her climax. I held her close, my fingers digging into her hips as I emptied myself deep within her, prolonging our mutual bliss.
Tzuyu collapsed against my chest, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as we both slowly descended from our high. "That was... incredible," she panted, nuzzling into my neck. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her flush against me, our skin sticky with sweat.
In that moment, we shared a connection that went beyond mere lust – a deep understanding born of raw, unbridled passion. As the haze of sex began to clear, I realized that our forbidden tryst had forged a bond between us, one that could never be broken by the constraints of society or the expectations of fame. We had crossed a line, and there was no turning back.
The penthouse reeks of money. Not just the marble floors or the stupidly oversized abstract art—but the air itself smells filtered, perfumed with something floral and expensive that probably costs more than my weekly groceries. I’m hunched over, scrubbing a wine stain off the ivory rug near the floor-to-ceiling windows. My back aches. Always aches. Another Tuesday, another fucking mansion filled with people who’ll never know my name.
Then… giggles. High, breathy, close. Followed by the soft hiss of steam escaping under the bathroom door down the hall. It’s thick, smelling like jasmine and vanilla bath oil. Curiosity pins me. Clients aren’t supposed to be home during cleans. I creep closer, silent in my worn sneakers. The door isn’t shut tight. Just a sliver of light spills out. I press my eye to the gap.
Heat hits me first. Moist, heavy air. Then the sight.
My clients named Jihyo, Momo, Tzuyu, Nayeon. All four housemates. Swathed in thin, pink silk robes clinging to damp skin. Steam curls around them like hungry ghosts. They’re crowded around the vast, fogged mirror above the double vanity. No makeup. Hair wet, dark and slick against flushed necks and shoulders. They look… unreal. Like models dipped in honey.
“Fuck, Tzuyu,” Momo breathes, her voice husky. She’s tracing a fingertip down Tzuyu’s arm. “Your skin is like actual fucking porcelain. How is that fair?” Momo’s robe gapes slightly as she leans, revealing the heavy swell of her tits, nipples dark and pebbled against the damp silk.
Tzuyu laughs, low and easy. “Says the girl with the rack that could start wars.” She flicks water at Momo, droplets catching the soft LED lights. Her own robe is loosely tied, the deep V offering a glimpse of smooth, tanned stomach and the shadowed curve where her thighs meet. Effortless.
Nayeon, perched on the edge of the enormous claw-foot tub, giggles, kicking her legs. Her robe rides up, showing miles of smooth, toned thigh. “Seriously, Momo. Put those weapons away before someone gets hurt.” Her eyes, bright and mischievous, sweep over Jihyo who’s meticulously brushing her hair. “And you, unnie. Stop being so perfect. It’s rude.”
Jihyo turns, a slow, confident smile spreading across her face. Voluptuous doesn’t cover it. The robe strains over her hips, the silk plastered to her full breasts, outlining every curve. She meets Nayeon’s gaze in the mirror. “Just appreciating the view, Nayeonnie. Especially yours.” Her gaze drifts down Nayeon’s body, lingering. “Those legs could stop traffic.”
It’s raw. Intimate. A surge of heat, thick and urgent, floods my groin. My breath catches, ragged in my throat. My cock is instantly hard, straining against the rough fabric of my work pants. It’s unbearable. Without thought, my fingers fumble with my belt buckle, the metallic clink impossibly loud in my own ears. I shove my pants and boxers down past my hips. My cock springs free, thick and already leaking, throbbing against the cool air drifting from the hallway. I wrap my hand around my hard length. A low groan escapes me as I start stroking, slow and firm, my eyes glued to the scene inside.
Jihyo’s reflection shifts slightly in the fogged mirror. Her eyes, dark and sharp, flicker. Away from Nayeon’s legs. Towards the sliver of the door. Towards the shadow where I’m pressed. They lock onto mine through the gap.
Fuck!
Her gaze doesn’t widen in shock. It narrows. Sharpens. Like a predator spotting prey. A slow, knowing smirk curls her perfect lips. She doesn’t look away. She watches me watching them. Watches my hand moving frantically on my cock.
“Someone’s enjoying the show,” Jihyo purrs, her voice cutting through the steam and the girls’ chatter. It’s low, deliberate. Not loud, but carrying.
The other girls freeze. Heads snap towards the door. Momo gasps, clutching her robe tighter. Tzuyu’s relaxed posture stiffens. Nayeon’s playful smirk vanishes, replaced by wide-eyed surprise.
Panic electrocutes me. I jerk back from the door, stumbling blindly. My foot catches on the discarded mop bucket. Time slows. The bucket clatters. My legs tangle. I crash forward, shoulder slamming into the bathroom door. It flies open with a bang, and I sprawl onto the slick marble floor, naked from the waist down, my cock still jutting out, hard and obscene, my hand frozen mid-stroke.
Silence. Thick, suffocating silence, broken only by the drip of a faucet. Steam swirls around me. Four pairs of eyes burn into me. Fury radiates off Momo and Tzuyu. Nayeon looks stunned. Jihyo… Jihyo just stares. Her gaze isn’t on my face. It’s locked lower. On my cock. Her smirk deepens, transforming into something darkly amused, deeply carnal.
Momo recovers first, her voice shrill with outrage. “You fucking PERVERT! What the HELL are you doing?!”
Tzuyu steps forward, her easy-going demeanor vanished, replaced by icy disdain. “Get out! Now! I’m calling security!”
I scramble, trying to pull up my pants, fumbling, humiliated heat scorching my face. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean–”
“Didn’t mean to spy?” Nayeon cuts in, her voice surprisingly calm, though her eyes are wide. “Didn’t mean to whip it out and jerk off while we were changing?”
Jihyo hasn’t moved. She slowly raises a hand, silencing the others. Her eyes finally lift from my groin to meet mine. They’re dark pools, unreadable. She takes a single, deliberate step towards me, her silk robe whispering against her skin. The steam parts for her.
“Put your hands down,” she commands, her voice a velvet whip. It’s not a request. My hands freeze on the waistband of my pants. “Look at you,” she murmurs, her gaze raking down my body again, lingering on my exposed cock. “Big boy, aren’t you? That’s… impressive.” A low chuckle escapes her. “Seems you were trying to ‘clean’ something else entirely.”
She stops right in front of me, looking down at where I lie helpless on the floor. The scent of her perfume – jasmine, vanilla, and something uniquely, powerfully her – washes over me, mixing with the steam. My cock twitches violently, betraying me utterly.
Momo looks horrified. “Jihyo! What are you–”
“Shut up, Momo,” Jihyo says, her tone brooking no argument. Her eyes never leave mine. There’s a terrifying, thrilling calculation in them. She crouches down slowly, bringing her face level with mine. Her robe gapes open further, revealing the deep shadow between her magnificent breasts. “You wanted a show, cleaner boy?” she whispers, her breath warm against my cheek. “You wanted to see us wet? Naked?”
I can’t speak. Can only nod, a desperate, jerky movement.
Her smirk turns predatory. “Good.” She reaches out, not touching me, but her fingertip traces a line in the air an inch from the flushed head of my cock. A jolt of pure electricity shoots through me. “Because you’re going to clean more than just the floor tonight,” she breathes, her voice dropping to a husky promise that vibrates deep in my gut. “You’re going to clean us. Every. Single. Inch.” Her eyes flick to the other girls, a silent command passing between them. Their expressions shift – Momo’s outrage fading into wary curiosity, Tzuyu’s ice thawing into something heated, Nayeon’s surprise blossoming into a wicked, intrigued grin. “Starting,” Jihyo says, her gaze snapping back to mine, filled with dark, undeniable hunger, "...right now."
(3rd Person POV)
His breath hitched, a ragged gasp tearing from his throat as Jihyo’s command hung in the steamy air, her dark eyes promising both punishment and filthy reward. He obeyed eagerly, hands trembling not from fear now but desperate, aching need, fumbling his pants back down past his hips, his thick cock springing free again, already slick and twitching, the flushed head glistening under the bathroom’s soft LED glow as he stared up at her, waiting.
Jihyo knelt down, her silk robe pooling around her knees on the cool marble, the scent of jasmine and her own arousal thickening the steam. Her hand, cool and deliberate, slid up the inside of his trembling thigh, fingers brushing the tight, hot skin of his balls before her thumb swiped roughly over the slick, leaking slit of his cock, making his whole body jolt and a choked groan rip from his throat.
A vicious shiver tore through him as Jihyo’s thumb smeared his pre-come across his sensitive head. "Fuck!" he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily off the cold marble. Momo, frozen a few feet away, watched Jihyo’s bold possession, her earlier outrage flickering, replaced by a dark, fascinated heat that bloomed across her cheeks and down her neck; her breath hitched, sharp and audible in the steamy silence, her own hand unconsciously drifting to press between her legs over the thin silk.
"See something you want, Momo?" Jihyo murmured, not looking away from his agonized expression, her thumb circling the swollen crown again, making him whimper. "Or someone?" Before Momo could answer, Jihyo’s command cut through the haze. "Come here. Show him what happens when he spies on Momo’s perfect fucking tits."
Momo exhaled, a shaky sound, then stepped forward, her movements suddenly deliberate, predatory, her wide eyes fixed on his rigid cock glistening under Jihyo’s touch. She sank to her knees beside Jihyo, the damp silk of her robe parting to reveal the heavy, full curve of one breast, her nipple stiff and dark. Her fingers, trembling slightly only a moment ago, now reached out with shocking confidence, wrapping firmly around the thick base of his shaft beneath Jihyo’s hand, her cool touch a stark contrast to the furnace heat of his skin.
"Think this big cock deserves my tits, cleaner?" Momo breathed, her voice thick with a mix of challenge and raw need, her thumb mimicking Jihyo’s earlier motion, dragging roughly over his leaking slit, spreading the wetness as she squeezed him hard enough to make his vision blur. "You gonna fucking earn it?"
Momo’s grip tightened like a vise at the base of his cock, her thumb grinding relentlessly against his sensitive slit, drawing a ragged, desperate gasp from his throat. Tzuyu watched hungrily from the edge of the claw-foot tub, her relaxed posture gone rigid, knuckles white where she gripped the cold porcelain rim, her dark eyes wide and fixed unblinkingly on Momo’s hand working his thick shaft, a slow, deliberate bite sinking into her plump lower lip.
Tzuyu shoved off the tub’s edge, her movements fluid and deliberate, her earlier icy disdain replaced by a predatory heat that radiated off her damp skin as she stalked towards them.
"My turn," she declared, her voice low and thick, her gaze locked on his mouth while Jihyo's lips still stretched obscenely around his cockhead; she hooked her fingers sharply in his hair, wrenching his head back, forcing his gaze up the long lines of her body to where her robe had fallen completely open, revealing the swollen, glistening lips of her pussy hovering mere inches above his face.
"You wanted to peek? Now fucking clean it, cleaner," she commanded, her thighs trembling slightly as she lowered herself onto his mouth, grinding her hot, wet slit against his lips, the musky, heady scent of her arousal flooding his senses as her fingers tightened painfully in his hair, forcing his tongue to plunge deep into her slick, waiting heat. "Lick me clean!"
Tzuyu’s sharp command echoed off the marble as she ground her slick, swollen cunt hard against his mouth, the musky tang of her arousal flooding his senses, forcing his tongue deep into her hot, clenching depths. "Suck it, cleaner!" she gasped, her thighs trembling against his ears, her fingers knotting painfully in his hair and holding him prisoner against her needy flesh.
Nayeon’s playful giggle cut through the steam, sharp and hungry now, as she dropped to her knees beside Jihyo, her nimble fingers immediately joining Momo’s on his achingly hard shaft.
"Looks like the big, bad cleaner needs all our help," she purred, her eyes glittering with dark amusement as she leaned down, her breath hot against the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock, while Momo, taking her cue, shifted lower, her full lips parting to engulf one heavy, aching ball, sucking it deep into the wet heat of her mouth just as Jihyo, with a low, possessive hum, swallowed the leaking head back down her throat, her tongue swirling relentlessly over the ultra-sensitive ridge.
Tzuyu’s thighs clamped like a vice around his head, a sharp, startled cry ripping from her throat as her entire body seized, her slick pussy pulsing and gushing hot wetness against his tongue, forcing him to swallow convulsively as she shuddered through her climax. She slumped back against the vanity, panting, a sheen of sweat glistening on her dusky gold skin, a lazy, sated smirk touching her lips as she caught her breath and rasped, "Fuck... alright, girls... who’s taking that fat cock first?"
“Why not let him pick?”
"Momo," he gasped, his voice raw and desperate, his eyes locked on her full, trembling lips and the heavy swell of her tits still glistening with steam. He lunged forward, one hand fisting in her damp robe, yanking it open completely as the other gripped his thick, leaking cock, driving it hard and deep into her sopping wet cunt with a rough, animalistic grunt, her shocked cry of "FUCK!" echoing off the marble as her tight walls clenched violently around his invading shaft.
His calloused hands roughly groped Momo’s heavy, bouncing tits, thumbs grinding hard over her stiff, dark nipples as he slammed his hips forward, each brutal thrust forcing choked gasps from her throat and making her breasts jiggle obscenely. Jihyo and Nayeon watched, eyes dark with hunger, Tzuyu still panting from her own climax against the vanity, a low murmur of "Fuck yes, ruin her" escaping Jihyo's lips as Momo's head thrashed back, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Jihyo’s command hung thick in the steam as Momo writhed beneath him. “Choke her,” Jihyo hissed, her voice raw with command, and his calloused hand instantly clamped hard around Momo’s throat, cutting off her choked gasp mid-fuck as he slammed his hips forward with brutal, piston-like force, the wet smack of flesh on flesh echoing off the marble tiles.
Nayeon’s sharp, delighted giggle cut through Momo’s strangled whimpers as she dropped lower, her fingers finding Momo’s swollen, glistening clit and rubbing vicious, tight circles just as Momo’s body suddenly stiffened, arched off the floor, and exploded, a guttural scream tearing from her constricted throat as her pussy convulsed wildly around his driving cock and a powerful jet of clear fluid erupted, soaking his thrusting balls and splashing Nayeon’s fingers and the cool marble beneath them.
He ripped his slick cock from Momo’s shuddering cunt, leaving her gasping and dazed on the wet marble, then lunged for Tzuyu, locking his arms under her knees and around her chest in a full nelson. He drove his throbbing, soaked cock straight up into her dripping hole from behind, her shocked cry echoing as he impaled her deep, fucking her suspended body with savage, upward thrusts that made her scream.
Tzuyu’s scream ripped through the steam, raw and ragged, as his brutal upward thrusts hammered her suspended pussy, her slick walls clenching like a hot, wet fist around his invading cock. Nayeon and Jihyo watched, Jihyo’s fingers idly tracing circles over her own stiff nipple through the damp silk, Nayeon biting her lip hard, their breaths shallow and synchronized with the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh pounding flesh.
"Fuck, Tzuyu," he grunted, his voice thick with strain and lust, each savage thrust lifting her higher off the marble floor, her legs kicking helplessly against his iron grip, "this fucking tight little cunt... grips my cock like it’s fucking starving for it!" Tzuyu could only whimper, a broken sound lost beneath the relentless pounding, her head lolling back against his shoulder, eyes rolling white as the overwhelming stretch and friction tore another ragged cry from her throat.
Tzuyu’s entire body seized violently, her pussy clamping down like a hot, wet vice around his driving cock as a guttural scream tore from her throat, her hips jerking wildly against him while her slick juices pulsed out, coating his shaft and balls in her release. He dropped her limp, trembling body onto the cool marble, her chest heaving, then turned his burning gaze towards Nayeon, still watching with hungry eyes.
"You're next," he growled, grabbing her ankle and yanking her towards him before flipping her onto her back, hooking her legs over his shoulders, and folding her body brutally in half. "Jihyo?" he panted, staring down the length of his own sweat-slicked body at her as he positioned the swollen, dripping head of his cock against Nayeon's entrance, "Gonna save the best pussy for last." He slammed his entire length into Nayeon's tight heat in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt as she shrieked.
Nayeon screamed, her manicured nails raking, sinking into his back as he pistoned into her relentless and deep, her voice breaking into breathless sobs of "Daddy! Oh God, Daddy, fuck me harder!" Momo and Tzuyu, still glistening and flushed from their own use, hauled themselves up, leaning against the vanity with predatory smirks; Momo traced a fingertip through the sweat beading on Nayeon's trembling stomach, sneering.
"Look at little Nayeonnie, squealing for Daddy like a cheap slut," while Tzuyu chuckled darkly, "Bet she cums just from being called out on it." Jihyo, her eyes burning with possessive fire, seized his jaw, her mouth crashing against his in a bruising, demanding kiss, her tongue plunging deep as he drove into Nayeon with brutal, unforgiving strokes, her own moan vibrating against his lips.
Jihyo ripped her mouth from his, lips swollen and glistening, her command a harsh gasp against his cheek: "Make that little bitch cum right fucking now!" He locked eyes with Nayeon's tear-streaked, desperate face beneath him and snarled, voice thick and raw,
"Cum, you filthy whore, cum on Daddy's cock!"
Nayeon’s scream tore from her throat, raw and primal, her back arching violently off the marble as her eyes rolled white and her pussy clamped down in spasming waves around his brutal, driving thrusts. He ripped his cock out of her sopping, convulsing cunt, her juices slicking his shaft, and flopped onto his back on the damp tile, his chest heaving, pointing his still-thick erection at Jihyo’s dripping slit. "Ride it, Jihyo," he gasped, his voice ragged, eyes locked on her heavy tits, "Fucking bounce those perfect tits.”
Jihyo smirked, a dark promise in her eyes as she straddled his hips, gripping his shaft firmly, guiding the swollen, slick head to her flushed, swollen opening before sinking down onto him in one smooth, greedy motion, her full tits jiggling wildly with the impact, her groan low and satisfied as she began a relentless, deep bounce, her nails scraping his chest.
Tzuyu’s long fingers worked slick lube over Nayeon’s trembling thigh, her touch surprisingly clinical despite the obscene context, while Momo knelt, murmuring filthy encouragement as she guided Nayeon’s hips down onto the edge of the marble vanity, spreading her wide. They didn’t linger though, their task a swift, efficient prelude; as Nayeon gasped, arching her back against the cool surface, Tzuyu and Momo exchanged a hungry glance, their attention snapping towards the primal rhythm dominating the center of the steam-hazed bathroom.
Jihyo rode Y/n with furious abandon, her voluptuous body bouncing on his cock, the wet slap of skin echoing off the tiles, her head thrown back as guttural moans ripped from her throat. "Fuck, yes! Just like that, cleaner boy!" she gasped, her nails digging into his chest, her own breasts swaying heavily with each downward plunge, the glistening tip of his thick cock stretching her wide each time she slammed down.
Tzuyu and Momo, abandoning Nayeon whose legs still quivered on the vanity, moved like predators, circling Y/n and Jihyo on the damp floor. Momo crouched right beside Jihyo's bucking hip, her own robe falling open completely, her large breasts swinging as she leaned in, her voice a husky growl.
"Look at her take that monster cock, Y/n! Holy shit, ram it deeper into that greedy pussy! Make her scream!" She reached out, roughly squeezing Jihyo's bouncing tit, pinching a stiff nipple hard.
"Yeah, give it to her!" Tzuyu added from the other side, her easy-going demeanor replaced by intense arousal, her eyes fixed on where Jihyo was impaled. She knelt, running a hand up Y/n’s tensed thigh. "God, look at her go. Such a fucking slut for that dick, Jihyo! Riding it like her life depends on it!" Tzuyu’s fingers brushed the base of his shaft, slick with Jihyo’s juices, feeling the powerful thrusts from below.
Y/n grunted, his own control fraying beneath the onslaught of sensation and their filthy words. He gripped Jihyo's hips tighter, his knuckles white, meeting her downward strokes with sharp upward thrusts, driving his cock impossibly deep. He locked eyes with Jihyo, a wicked smirk twisting his lips even as sweat stung his eyes.
"Hear that?" he rasped, his voice thick with exertion and lust. "They see you. They see what a cock-hungry whore you really are, bouncing on me like some cheap street slut." He punctuated the insult with a brutal upward slam that made her shriek, her inner walls clenching vice-like around him. "You love being shown up like this, don't you? Love them watching this fat dick stretch your tight little pussy wide open?"
Nayeon, recovering her breath but still flushed and trembling, slid off the vanity, joining the circle. She didn't speak immediately, just watched with dark, hungry eyes as Jihyo was verbally and physically ravaged, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips as she saw the leader undone. The air crackled with shared heat, the scent of sex and sweat overpowering the lingering perfume, the only sounds the relentless slap of flesh, Jihyo’s ragged cries, Y/n’s guttural groans, and the girls’ lurid commentary urging them on towards a shuddering, inevitable peak.
"Fuck, I'm so close!" Jihyo gasped, her rhythm faltering as her cunt clenched violently around Y/n's thick cock. Nayeon's fingers traced slick, teasing circles over his tightening balls while Momo and Tzuyu leaned in, their mouths closing hungrily over Jihyo's bouncing tits, suckling hard at her stiff nipples. The room filled with their combined, desperate moans.
Tzuyu's middle finger found Jihyo's swollen clit, circling it fast and hard, slick with the mixture of her own arousal and the lube smeared earlier on Nayeon. "Make her fucking gush!" Momo demanded, releasing Jihyo's nipple with a wet pop and shoving Tzuyu's hand aside to take over, her own fingers rubbing Jihyo's clit in rough, demanding circles just as Y/n slammed his cock impossibly deep one final time.
Jihyo's back arched violently off Y/n's body, a silent scream tearing from her throat before erupting into a ragged, guttural wail as her cunt clenched in a vice-grip around his shaft and a sudden, hot jet of fluid sprayed out, soaking Y/n's lower stomach and thighs in a pungent rush. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING CUMMING!" she shrieked, her body convulsing uncontrollably, the squirting pulsing rhythmically as Momo kept rubbing her clit through the intense orgasm, Tzuyu watching with dark, fascinated eyes as Jihyo completely unraveled.
Jihyo slumped against him, chest heaving, her slick cunt still twitching from the force of her orgasm as Momo finally eased the relentless pressure on her clit. Y/n’s own cock throbbed viciously inside her stretched warmth, slick walls fluttering wildly around him, the intense friction pushing him dangerously close to the edge. He gritted his teeth, fighting the rising tide, a predatory smirk spreading across his sweat-slicked face despite the overwhelming sensation.
With a sudden, deliberate movement, Y/n gripped Jihyo’s hips firmly and lifted her impaled body clean off his shaft. A slick, obscene plop echoed in the humid air as she slid free, collapsing onto the damp tiles beside him with a shuddering gasp, her thighs instantly clamping together reflexively. He pushed himself up smoothly onto his feet, towering over the sprawled women, his thick, glistening cock jutting out rigidly from his groin, slick and gleaming with a potent mix of her juices and his own pre-cum, pulsing visibly with each beat of his heart.
His eyes, dark with lust and triumph, swept over the flushed faces staring up at him: Jihyo panting, dazed but defiant; Momo licking her lips hungrily; Tzuyu’s gaze fixed unblinkingly on his dripping erection; Nayeon biting her lower lip, a playful challenge dancing in her eyes. He ran a hand slowly down his abs, smearing the wetness Jihyo had sprayed over him, his voice a low, gravelly command cutting through the heavy breathing. "Alright," he rasped, tapping the swollen head of his cock, a thick bead of precum welling up instantly. "Who wants this fucking load?"
The humid air crackled with their collective hunger. They all replied, “WE DO DADDY!” before bringing their faces closer and sticking their tongues out, eager pink points glistening under the bathroom lights, breaths hot against his slick, throbbing cock.
His gaze raked over their eager faces as his fist tightened on his slick shaft. "This load ain't getting wasted, sluts," he snarled, the veins standing out on his forearm. "You share every fucking drop."
He began stroking himself furiously over their outstretched tongues, his hips jerking, a deep grunt ripping from his chest before thick ropes of hot cum splattered Jihyo’s flushed cheek, streaked Momo’s chin, and painted Tzuyu and Nayeon's eager, open mouths. Jihyo’s tongue, slick with his thick spunk, darted out to gather the mess before turning to Momo, locking her in a deep, filthy kiss, sharing the salty tang as Tzuyu eagerly licked Nayeon’s coated lips clean.
"So yummy," Momo gasped, pulling back with a shared strand of cum stretching between their mouths just as Tzuyu swallowed and purred, "Shared it all, Daddy!”
Y/n smirked down at them sprawled on the wet tiles, his thick cock still glistening. "Lick it clean, you filthy sluts," he ordered harshly, "Get every fucking drop off my cock," he instructed, “don’t forget my balls.”
They scrambled, tongues eagerly lapping his cum from his shaft and tightening scrotum, their mouths hot and greedy. Jihyo sat back, wiping her chin with a low chuckle, her eyes gleaming as she gestured towards the steaming shower. "Get that filthy cock in here, cleaner boy," she purred, "The bathroom floor's clean enough... time you washed us properly."
Watching an old Drawfee video and Karina mentioned that you have a guide on TWICE members and their facial features. Is that something that’s still up?
LOL oh my god yeah. I’m not sure if I ever posted it here actually. This is from 2021
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