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@qivaan (I think this is your request? I hope so. Enjoy reading)
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Youโre half-awake when the van jolts over a speed bump, the tablet sliding down your chest and thumping onto the floor.
โCareful,โ a familiar voice murmurs.
You blink up to find Minaโs face hovering way too close, her soft brown eyes peering down. Her hand is on your shoulder, steadying you like youโre the one who always needs looking after.
โAhโsorry,โ you mutter, straightening up and rubbing your face. โI was justโฆ double-checking the rehearsal schedule for tomorrow.โ
โYou fell asleep,โ she says simply, lips quirking at the corner.
Across the aisle, Momo snickers. โYou always say โjust checkingโ when you pass out. Manager habit?โ
You sit up properly in the cramped backseat, wedged between Mina on your right and a stack of equipment bags on your left. The rest of TWICE are scattered through the van, half-dead after a brutal day of filming. The city lights flicker past the tinted windows, streaking the interior in blue and orange.
โItโs a useful habit,โ you reply. โSomeone has to make sure no one ends up at the wrong studio.โ
โTrue,โ Momo says, leaning forward from the seat behind you to rest her chin on the headrest. Her hair smells faintly like cherry shampoo and hairspray. โBut you skipped dinner again.โ
โI wasnโtโโ
โYou were busy,โ she finishes for you, rolling her eyes. โWe know. Eat when we get home, okay?โ
Mina, still quietly studying you, reaches down, picks up the tablet, and places it neatly in your lap.
โYou can check again after,โ she adds softly. โYou look tired.โ
Thatโs the thing about Mina. She rarely says a lot, but when she does, it slips past your defenses before you can put your professional mask back on.
You glance at her, then away. โIโm fine. Just another day.โ
Another fifteen-hour day, but thatโs just part of the job.
-----
Youโre TWICEโs junior manager, technically assigned to all members, but everyone knows youโre โMinaโs guy.โ You handle her schedule with the stylists, her individual photoshoots, coordinate with her therapist, tweak her workload if she looks a little more fragile than usual.
Somewhere in the mess of years and tours and comebacks, she stopped being just โMina-ssiโ and became Mina. Your best friend. Your priority.
Your problem.
โDo you remember your live tomorrow?โ you ask, forcing your tone back into professional mode. โ3 p.m., then practice, then the radio at eight.โ
Mina nods immediately. โYou already told me.โ
โYou also texted her. Twice,โ Momo points out, then grins. โI saw the notifications. Youโre like a walking reminder app with legs.โ
โItโs my job to nag,โ you say.
โNo,โ Momo counters, reaching over the headrest and poking your shoulder, โyour job is to manage. Nagging us into drinking water and eating vegetables is extra free service.โ
โAnd caring about us so much,โ Mina adds, almost under her breath.
You pretend you donโt hear that last part.
Youโre good at pretending.
The dorm is quiet when you arrive, the tired shuffle of girls heading to their rooms echoing through the hallway. You stay behind in the living room to email tomorrowโs final call sheets. Your laptop screen glows in the dim apartment, casting your reflection sharply against the black window.
Momo pads back out from her room, already in baggy shorts and an oversized t-shirt that hangs just off one shoulder. Sheโs drying her hair with a towel, watching you with that perceptive gaze youโve learned to be a little wary of.
โYouโre still working?โ she asks.
โSchedules donโt sleep,โ you answer, fingers flying over the keyboard.
She sighs and walks past you to the kitchen, rummaging through cupboards. โYou ate?โ
โLater.โ
โLiar,โ she says, not unkindly.
A moment later a bowl of instant ramen lands beside your laptop, steam curling up from it. She sets chopsticks on top, then leans her hips against the table, crossing her arms.
โYouโre welcome,โ she adds.
You look up, a protest already on your lips, but she meets your eyes steadily.
โIโm not one of your artists when it comes to this,โ she says. โIโm your friend. Eat.โ
You hold her gaze for a beat, then exhale, closing the laptop halfway. โOkay. Thanks.โ
Momo rewards you with a small, pleased smile and turns to grab her own bowl.
As you slurp the first bite, the tight knot in your stomach slowly uncoilsโnot because of the food, but because of her presence. Momo is easy. Airy. Somehow serious where it counts, and playfully blunt where it matters.
โYou okay?โ she asks casually, tapping on her phone with her thumb while she leans her elbows on the table.
โWhy wouldnโt I be?โ
She raises a brow. โYouโve been staring at Mina a lot more than usual.โ
Your chopsticks clack lightly against the bowl.
You school your expression. โI look at all of you a lot. Itโs my job to monitor yourโโ
โYour job,โ she cuts in, mimicking your tone. โI know, oppa. But you donโt look at all of us like that.โ
There it is. The thing you never talk about, pulled out and placed on the table between you with the same casualness as the ramen.
โMomo,โ you start.
She sets her phone down and gives you her full attention. No teasing now, no joking glint in her eyes.
โYou like her,โ she says plainly. โIโm not stupid.โ
Silence. The clock ticks in the kitchen. You hear the low hum of the fridge, the muffled echo of someoneโs shower running down the hall.
You manage a dry laugh. โEven if that were true, you realize how many reasons there are for me to ignore that, right? Company policy, ethics, her privacyโโ
โShe relies on you,โ Momo interrupts softly. โA lot. More than any of us.โ
โThatโs exactly why I canโt,โ you reply, the words coming out harder than you intend. โShe needs a manager. A friend. Notโฆ anything else.โ
Momo studies your face, and you hate that she can see through you so easily.
โAnd what do you need?โ she asks.
You look away, at the untouched ramen, at the glowing laptop.
โIt doesnโt matter what I need,โ you say finally. โThatโs not part of the job description.โ
Momo is quiet for a moment. When she speaks again, her voice is small but firm.
โYouโre allowed to be a person, you know.โ
You force a wry smile. โDonโt tell HR that.โ
She huffs, then reaches across and gently taps your wrist, drawing your eyes back to hers.
โIโm serious. If it ever gets too muchโฆ just tell me, okay? You donโt have to pretend with me.โ
Something in your chest shifts.
โOkay,โ you say, and somehow it feels like a promise.
-----
You donโt expect the world to tilt the way it does a week later.
Itโs after a music show recording, the backstage area a maze of staff and idols and camera crews. TWICE just finished a pre-recording and youโre guiding them back to their waiting room, ticking off members in your head like a reflex.
โJihyo, Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Sana, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, Tzuyuโฆโ You glance over your shoulder. โMomo, Minaโโ
Mina isnโt behind you.
You backtrack, weaving through the crowd until you spot her near one of the side corridorsโstanding with someone else.
You recognize him immediately. Another idol. Same generation. Good-looking, charming, the kind of laugh that catches microphones even when itโs not meant to.
Heโs leaning closer to her than cameras would normally allow, his body angled protectively, voice low. Minaโs shoulders are slightly hunched in that nervous way you know too well, butโฆ sheโs smiling. Small, shy, but undeniably real.
You freeze, a couple of meters away, half-shielded by a passing stylist.
โHey, Manager, you coming?โ one of the junior staff calls behind you, but their voice feels distant.
You watch as the idol says something that makes Mina laughโproperly laugh this time, the sound carrying enough that you can hear it over the backstage noise. Then he scratches the back of his neck, looking almost boyish, and she ducks her head, fingers fidgeting with her phone.
He holds out his own phone. She hesitates for only a fraction of a second before taking it, tapping quickly, then handing it back.
He grins.
Your stomach drops.
You know that posture. You know that look.
You know exactly what you just saw.
You force your feet to move, approaching with what you pray is a neutral expression.
โMina,โ you call, professional, even. โWe need to get back to the waiting room. Next scheduleโs in forty.โ
She startles slightly, then turns. โAh, yes. Sorry.โ
The idol straightens, recognizing you as staff, and bows politely. You bow back.
โHyung, sorry if I made her late,โ he says, his tone friendly but respectful.
โNo problem,โ you reply smoothly. โGood work today.โ
He flashes a quick smile at Mina. โText me when you get home.โ
Minaโs cheeks color faintly. โOkay.โ
You feel it like a physical hit.
On the way back to the waiting room, she walks a step behind the others, right beside you. You keep your eyes forward.
โY/n,โ she says quietly.
โYeah?โ
โIsโฆ is it okay to exchange numbers? Like that?โ
Her voice is tentative, like sheโs asking for permission, like youโre still that safe place she double-checks everything with.
You swallow. Your throat suddenly feels dry.
โAs long as youโre careful,โ you answer, keeping it light. โYou know the rules. No obvious public stuff. Company will kill us if Dispatch gets a full story.โ
She nods, nibbling at her lower lip. โHeโsโฆ nice. Weโve been talking more lately.โ
โI noticed,โ you say, before you can stop yourself.
She glances at you, searching your face, but you donโt give her anything.
โDo youโฆ think itโs okay?โ she asks. โIf Iโฆ like him?โ
The question is a knife wrapped in cotton, slipping between your ribs with practiced ease.
You can hear Momoโs voice in your head from a week ago: Youโre allowed to be a person.
Instead, you put on your best manager smile.
โIf he treats you well,โ you say carefully, โand youโre happyโฆ thatโs what matters, right?โ
She breathes out, a tiny, relieved laugh. โYou always know what to say.โ
You donโt.
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Youโve never felt more unable to say what you actually want to.
You donโt tell anyone how it feels watching the subtle changes over the next few weeks.
How Minaโs phone lights up more. How she ducks into corners to reply, fingers flying across the screen, eyes soft.
How she leaves the practice room ten minutes early sometimes for โa call.โ How she comes back slightly flushed, trying to play it off.
How her smile has a new shade, one youโre not the painter of.
You schedule her dates. You juggle her hidden dinners with her public activities. You coordinate with his manager in whispered phone calls to keep them from overlapping paparazzi routes. You are, in every way that matters, facilitating the relationship thatโs slowly killing you.
Momo notices first, of course.
Youโre standing in the rehearsal studio one evening, watching the girls run through choreography. The mirrored walls reflect sweat and movement and your own tired face, standing in the corner with a water bottle in hand.
โFive minutes break!โ Jihyo calls, bending over with her hands on her knees.
Mina drifts to the side, checking her phone. Her lips curve. Your chest tightens.
Momo appears at your elbow, breathing a little hard but still too in-tune with you.
โYouโre doing it again,โ she says.
โDoing what?โ
โSmiling with your mouth and dying with your eyes.โ
You let out a short breath. โVery poetic.โ
โVery obvious,โ she replies. โMaybe not to her. But to me? Itโs like watching a car crash in slow motion.โ
You keep your gaze on Mina, whoโs typing quickly, her shoulders relaxed in a way you used to be proud of because it meant she felt safe in front of you.
โCareful,โ you say quietly. โYou keep talking like that, and theyโll revoke your membership from the โJust an Idolโ club.โ
Momo snorts, then her voice softens.
โTransfer,โ she says.
You blink, turning to her. โWhat?โ
โTransfer,โ she repeats, eyes steady. โYouโve been looking into it, havenโt you? Moving departments.โ
โHow do youโโ
โYouโre not the only one who can read people,โ she cuts in. โYouโve been talking to Deputy Manager Yoo more. You stay late in the office instead of here. You flinch every time Minaโs phone buzzes. Come on, oppa. Donโt insult me by pretending everything is fine.โ
You look away, jaw working.
โRunning away doesnโt fix anything,โ she continues. โIt just leaves us without you.โ
โYouโll get another manager,โ you say. โSomeone just as competent. Maybe more.โ
โI donโt want another manager,โ she says bluntly. โI want you.โ
The words hang between you for a heartbeat, too weighted, too dangerous. But her expression is calm, sincere, not flirtatious.
She sighs, then lowers her voice. โYou know Iโฆ I care about you too, right? Not just as staff. Youโre my friend. One of my best friends.โ
You swallow hard. โI know.โ
โThen at least be honest with me,โ she insists. โAre you actually thinking about leaving the team?โ
Silence.
In the mirror, you see Mina slip her phone back into her pocket, a faint smile still lingering on her lips as she joins the others stretching.
You force yourself to say it aloud, as if that will make it more real.
โYes,โ you answer. โIโve alreadyโฆ put in a request. Administrationโs reviewing it.โ
Momoโs face tightens like you just slapped her.
โHow long have you known?โ she asks.
โCouple weeks.โ
โAnd you didnโt tell us?โ Thereโs hurt in her voice now, raw and unfiltered. โDidnโt tell me?โ
โWhat would I say?โ you reply, finally letting some of the frustration seep through. โHey, Iโm in love with my artist, and watching her fall for someone else at point-blank range makes me feel like my ribs are being torn out, so Iโm going to throw away the job Iโve spent years building because Iโm too weak to handle it? Is that what you wanted to hear?โ
Momo doesnโt flinch. She just looks at you with that same steady, unbearably kind gaze.
โYes,โ she says simply. โI would rather hear the ugly truth than be kept out with a pretty lie.โ
Your breath catches.
โIโm trying to do the right thing,โ you insist. โFor her. For all of you. If I stay, Iโll break. And if I break, I might say something I canโt take back. Cross a line I canโt uncross. This way, Iโm out of the equation.โ
โOut of her life,โ Momo corrects quietly.
โOut of the mess,โ you say. โSheโll be happy. She has him.โ
โDo you really think she wonโt notice youโre gone?โ Momo demands, anger sparking now. โThat sheโll justโฆ move on? You think you mean that little to her?โ
Your voice drops. โShe loves him.โ
โYou donโt know that,โ Momo fires back.
You meet her eyes. โI know that she doesnโt love me.โ
Her expression fractures for a second.
Around you, the girls regroup, Jihyo clapping her hands for the next run-through. The music swells as the intro starts up again, choreography snapping back into place.
Momo breathes in slowly, then lets it out.
โFine,โ she says at last. โIf youโre going to go, then go. But donโt you dare make that decision while pretending youโre some kind of noble martyr.โ
You blink. โWhat?โ
She steps closer, close enough that her words are for you alone.
โYouโre allowed to be selfish sometimes,โ she says, voice fierce. โYouโre allowed to want things. If youโre leaving because staying hurts too much, then just say that. Own it. Donโt hide behind โfor her own good.โ Donโt use her as your excuse.โ
It hits you harder than any accusation could have.
โIโฆโ you start, but no words come.
Momoโs expression softens again, the anger melting into something almost unbearably gentle.
โIf you stay,โ she murmurs, โIโll be here. If you goโฆ Iโll still be here. SMS, calls, weird memes in the middle of the night. Iโm not going to disappear just because you changed departments. Got it?โ
Your throat tightens.
You nod. โGot it.โ
She gives you a small, sad smile, then squeezes your arm once before jogging back to her position on the floor.
You stare at your reflection in the mirror for a long moment.
You barely recognize the man looking back.
-----
The transfer is approved faster than you expect.
โEffective next month,โ the email reads. โYouโll move into Artist Strategy and Overseas Operations. Congratulations on the promotion.โ
Congratulations.
You stare at the word until the letters blur.
The next days become a blur of paperwork, handover documents, shadowing sessions with the incoming junior manager. You teach him everything you can fit into the limited time: who hates early mornings the most (Momo), who needs extra time to warm up vocally (Jeongyeon), who pretends theyโre fine when theyโre very much not (Mina).
You donโt tell him how much your heart will hurt when he takes your place beside them on music show days.
You tell the members in the conference room, the entire team gatheredโincluding senior manager and a couple of higher-ups from the company. The official reason is given: โcareer growth opportunity,โ โbigger scope,โ โa valuable asset to JYPโs strategic planning.โ
The girls smile, clap, offer congratulations.
Jihyoโs eyes are suspiciously bright. Nayeon pouts dramatically. Dahyun makes a joke about you becoming too important to answer their texts.
Momo doesnโt say anything. She just looks at you, and thereโs a question in her eyes you canโt afford to answer.
Mina is quiet. Too quiet.
When the meeting ends, she corners you in the hallway.
โWhy?โ she asks, cutting straight through all politeness.
You force a smile. โItโs a good opportunity. You heard them. Iโll be handling multiple top groups. International stuff. Itโs a step up.โ
โIs that really why?โ she presses.
โOf course,โ you reply, keeping your tone light. โYou didnโt think I was going to be your personal assistant forever, did you?โ
Itโs a joke. You try to make it a joke.
Mina doesnโt laugh.
โYou could have told me earlier,โ she says, voice tight. โPrivately. Before the meeting. I had to hear it like that? With everyone?โ
โI didnโt want to make it a big deal,โ you answer. โItโs just work.โ
โItโs not โjust workโ to me,โ she snaps, surprising both of you with the force of it. โYouโreโฆ youโre my best friend.โ
The words hit harder than they should.
โAnd Iโm not dying,โ you say gently. โIโll still be in the building. Iโll still see you. Justโฆ less.โ
โThatโs not the same,โ she whispers.
You look at her, at the hurt in her eyes, and for one wild second, you almost say it. You almost tear down every barrier, every professional distance, and tell her exactly why youโre leaving.
Because watching you love someone else in front of me is killing me by inches.
Because every time you choose him over a call with me, it feels like Iโve been misplaced in my own life.
Because I love you.
Instead, you take a breath and bury the words.
โYouโll be okay,โ you say. โYouโre strong, Mina.โ
She laughs once, bitterly. โYou always say that when youโre about to leave me somewhere.โ
โMinaโโ
โYou did it when I went on hiatus. When I came back. When schedules were hard. โYouโll be okay. Youโre strong.โโ Her eyes shine, but she blinks the tears back furiously. โWhat about you? Are you okay?โ
You look down at the floor, then back up.
โI will be,โ you lie.
For the first time since youโve known her, she looks at you like youโre a stranger.
โFine,โ she says, stepping back. โDo whatever you want.โ
She turns and walks away before you can form a reply.
You let her go.
If you chase her now, you donโt trust yourself not to say everything youโve sworn never to.
Behind you, someone steps up quietly. You donโt have to turn to know who it is.
Momo slips a canned coffee into your hand.
โNo speech this time,โ she murmurs. โJustโฆ donโt disappear completely, okay?โ
You stare at the can, then at her.
โIโll try not to,โ you manage.
She nods, lips pressed together, then reaches up and fixes the collar of your shirt. Itโs a small, intimate gesture, done so casually it could be nothingโor everything.
โGood,โ she says. โBecause Iโm not done annoyed-texting you during boring meetings.โ
You chuckle weakly.
For a second, her hand lingers at your collarbone. Then she drops it and walks away, leaving you in the hallway with a coffee you donโt remember asking for and a heart that canโt decide which direction itโs breaking in.
-----
One year later.
โHead Manager Y/n-ssi,โ the executive says, sliding a folder across the polished conference table. โWeโd like you to take direct oversight of TWICE again. Given your history with them and your growth these past months, youโre the ideal choice.โ
You flip open the folder. Updated profiles. Upcoming world tour. A detailed restructuring chart with your name placed neatly above their management column.
Your pulse stutters.
โYouโre sure?โ you ask calmly. โI donโt want to undo the stability theyโve had with the current team.โ
โThe group requested you by name,โ the exec says. โJYPโs been very clear about wanting the best for them in this next phase. Thatโs you.โ
The group requested you.
You think of Jihyoโs determined face. Nayeonโs playful whining. Momoโs quiet, steadfast presence.
You think of Mina and feel a familiar ache echo through your chest.
You and Mina havenโt really talked since you transferred. Youโve seen each other in hallways, in company events, always surrounded by other people, always buffered by layers of professionalism.
Sheโs still with him. As far as you know.
It shouldnโt still hurt this much.
You close the folder gently.
โIโll take it,โ you say.
You walk into the practice room like a stranger.
They all turn to look at you, conversations halting, laughter fading. The mirrors reflect nine girls in varying states of sweat and exhaustionโand you, in a sharper suit than the one you wore back then, carrying a tablet and the weight of a different title.
Nayeon recovers first, squealing your name and tackling you in a hug. The others pile on, voices overlapping, hands grabbing at your arms, your shoulders, like theyโre checking youโre really there.
Momo hangs back slightly, watching with a soft smile. When the chaos dies down enough, she steps forward.
โWelcome back, Head Manager-nim,โ she says, mock-formal, then breaks into a grin. โTook you long enough.โ
You snort. โYouโve been doing okay without me.โ
โDebatable,โ she replies. โWeโll talk later.โ
Her eyes flick to yoursโconcern, warmth, something else you canโt identify in the quick glance. Then she steps aside, giving you a clear line of sight.
Mina stands near the corner of the room, one hand loosely gripping her water bottle. She looksโฆ the same and not. A little more mature, a little more composed, but still Mina.
Her expression is impossible to read.
โMina-ssi,โ you say, defaulting to formality. โItโs been a while.โ
A flicker crosses her face at the honorific. She nods slightly.
โYes, Manager-nim,โ she replies, just as formal.
Thereโs a sudden chill in the room that only the two of you can feel.
-----
You brief them on the upcoming schedule, voice steady, professional. You explain restructuring, your role as head manager, the increased staff youโll be supervising. You make a point of distributing your attention evenlyโno more lingering glances, no more magnetized orbit around Mina.
If anyone notices the subtle stiffness between you and her, they donโt comment.
After the meeting, Momo corners you near the door.
โYouโre overcompensating,โ she murmurs.
โIโm being professional,โ you counter.
โYouโre being a robot,โ she says flatly. โYou donโt have to be cold to be professional.โ
โItโs better this way,โ you insist.
โFor who?โ she asks quietly.
You donโt answer.
Weeks pass.
You fall into a new rhythm: overseeing multiple managers, attending higher-level meetings, coordinating world tour logistics. Youโre busier than ever, which is convenientโless time to notice the way Mina leaves the room a little earlier when you enter, the way her gaze sometimes lingers on you in the mirror before she snaps it away.
Momo becomes your bridge to them.
Sheโs the one who swings by your office with snacks at 2 a.m. when youโre buried in spreadsheets. Sheโs the one who drags you to the practice room under the guise of โwe need your opinionโ when itโs clear they just want you present. Sheโs the one who texts you memes in the middle of meetings that make you stifle laughter.
โEat,โ she orders over text one night, sending you a picture of a sandwich on your desk that you donโt remember her leaving. โI know you skipped lunch.โ
You shake your head, but a smile pulls at your lips as you type back: โYes, mom.โ
โWrong Momo,โ she replies instantly. โBut Iโll allow it.โ
She doesnโt push about Minaโnot directly. But sometimes you catch her watching the two of you with a look thatโs half-worried, half-calculating, like sheโs trying to solve a puzzle that refuses to cooperate.
You ignore it.
You throw yourself into work.
You pretend that keeping your distance is still the right thing.
Until the night you find Mina in the stairwell, sitting on the concrete step, her phone clutched tightly in her hand.
-----
Youโre heading down from a late meeting, tie loosened, brain full of tour budgets and promotional campaigns, when you push open the door to the 6th floor staircase and nearly run into her.
She looks up, startled. Her eyes are rimmed red.
You freeze.
โMina?โ you say softly. โWhat are you doing here?โ
She hastily wipes at her face, standing up too quickly. โIโsorry. Iโll move. You can go throughโโ
You block the door slightly with your body. โHey. Itโs fine. Whatโs wrong?โ
โNothing,โ she says, voice too brittle. โItโs late. You should go home.โ
โSo should you,โ you reply. โYou have a filming call time at eight tomorrow. You shouldnโt still be here.โ
She laughs once, hollow. โYou still remember my schedule?โ
You should lie. You should tell her you remember everyoneโs.
You donโt.
โOf course I do,โ you say quietly.
She looks at you, really looks at you, and for a second the wall youโve both built around yourselves cracks.
โDid you know?โ she asks suddenly, holding up her phone like itโs evidence. โThat everyone thinks we were perfect together? Me and him?โ
Your stomach lurches.
โIโฆ saw the articles,โ you admit carefully. โThe โnationโs visual coupleโ stuff.โ
She snorts. โThey love that narrative. Pretty girl, pretty boy. Easy to sell.โ
You hesitate. โYouโreโฆ talking about him in past tense.โ
She inhales sharply, like she hadnโt realized she was doing that.
โWe broke up,โ she says, voice flat.
You feel it like an earthquake under your feet that somehow leaves your face untouched.
โIโmโฆ sorry,โ you manage, choosing your words carefully. โBreakups are hard, even when theyโre the right choice.โ
โEveryone keeps saying that,โ she mutters. โโIf it was right, why does it hurt?โ you know?โ She shakes her head. โItโs not even that it hurts that much. Thatโs the worst part.โ
You frown slightly. โWhat do you mean?โ
She stares past you, at some point on the wall that only she can see.
โI thought I loved him,โ she says. โI tried to. I really did. He was kind, patient, understanding. We had fun together. But whenever things got quiet, whenever I was aloneโฆโ She trails off, biting her lip.
You know you should stop this. Youโre her manager. Youโre not her confidant anymore. You gave up that right when you transferred.
But the way her hands are trembling makes it impossible for you to walk away.
โWhat happened?โ you ask softly.
โWe had a fight,โ she says. โNot big. Justโฆ he said I never fully opened up. That there was always a part of me somewhere else. With someone else.โ Her laugh is small and bitter. โI told him he was being dramatic. But then he said something and I couldnโt answer.โ
You swallow. โWhat did he say?โ
โHe asked me,โ she whispers, โif I was still in love with you.โ
The words slam into you like a freight train.
You grip the railing to steady yourself. โMinaโฆโ
โI denied it, of course,โ she goes on, eyes bright with unshed tears. โI told him you were just my manager. My best friend. That you leaving was justโฆ work. Opportunity. Not anything to do with me. I told him that a hundred times.โ
She finally looks at you, and the rawness in her gaze pins you in place.
โBut then I realized something,โ she says, voice shaking. โWhen you left, it felt likeโฆ like someone had taken the floor out from under me. Like Iโd been leaning against something my whole life without realizing it, and suddenly it was gone.โ
You canโt breathe.
โMina, stop,โ you say hoarsely. โYou donโt have toโโ
โYes, I do,โ she cuts in. โBecause I was stupid. So, so stupid. I thought I could treat your presence like it was guaranteed. Like youโd always be there. I leaned on you for everything and never once asked if it hurt you to hold all that weight.โ
You press your lips together, every instinct screaming at you to deflect, to downplay, to protect her from the truth of what you felt.
She steps closer, her voice dropping to an almost-frantic whisper.
โWhy did you leave, Y/n?โ she demands. โThe real reason. Not the one you told in meetings. Not the one written in your promotion letter. Why did you stop being my manager?โ
You stare at her.
The echo of Momoโs words rings in your memory: Donโt hide behind โfor her own good.โ Donโt use her as your excuse.
You inhale.
You exhale.
โI left,โ you say slowly, โbecause I fell in love with you. And watching you fall in love with someone else while I stood beside you, arranging your dates and pretending to be okayโฆ was destroying me.โ
Silence explodes around you.
Minaโs lips part, but no sound comes out. Her eyes fill, a tear spilling over and sliding down her cheek.
โYouโฆ what?โ she whispers.
You hold her gaze, forcing yourself not to look away.
โIโm your manager,โ you continue, voice rough. โIโm supposed to be your support system, not someone adding complications to your life. I knew the rules. I knew the line. I couldnโt stand there and smile at you talking about him and then go home and feel like my chest was in a vice every night. So I asked for a transfer. Not because I didnโt care about youโฆ but because I cared too much. And I didnโt trust myself not to break something that mattered to you.โ
Her whole body is trembling now.
โYou neverโฆ you never said anything,โ she chokes out. โYou just left.โ
โWhat was I supposed to say?โ you reply, the frustration, the pain of all those months cracking through your careful control. โโHey Mina, Iโm hopelessly in love with you and every day of my job is torture but also please keep relying on me while you date another guy?โ How would that have helped you?โ
โIt would have given me a choice!โ she cries, stepping close enough that you can feel the heat of her. โYou decided everything for me. You decided you werenโt allowed to feel this. You decided I couldnโt handle it. You decided Iโd be happier with him. You never asked me what I wanted.โ
Your heart hammers against your ribs.
โWhat did you want, Mina?โ you whisper.
She looks at you like youโre the only person in the world.
โI wanted you,โ she says, voice breaking. โI was just too afraid to call it what it was. I told myself I couldnโt love you because you were my manager. Because it was wrong. Because it would ruin everything. So I tried to love someone else instead.โ
She lets out a shaky laugh that sounds dangerously close to a sob.
โBut every time something good happened, you were the one I wanted to tell first. Every time something bad happened, you were the one I wanted to see. When you left, I couldnโt breathe. When you came back, acting like I was just another artist to you, Iโโ She cuts herself off, biting down on the words.
Youโre shaking now too.
โThis isnโt fair,โ you say weakly. โItโs been a year. You loved him. Youโre hurt right now. Youโreโโ
โI didnโt love him the way I love you,โ she says, the words so clear and certain that they slice through your protests. โAnd yes, I should have realized sooner. I should have been braver. I should have fought for you when you tried to run. I know that. Iโm not asking you to pretend those things didnโt happen.โ
She takes another step, close enough that you could reach out and touch her if you just moved your hand a few centimeters.
โIโm asking you,โ she murmurs, โif itโs too late.โ
Your pulse roars in your ears.
Down the stairwell, far below, a door slams. Distant voices filter up, muffled and indistinct. Up here, it feels like the world has shrunk to just the two of you and the question hanging between you.
You open your mouth to answerโ
โand the door above you swings open with a clang.
โOh,โ a voice says. โIโฆ didnโt mean to interrupt.โ
You turn.
Momo stands in the doorway, hand still on the handle, eyes wide. She takes in the scene in a heartbeat: your proximity, Minaโs tearful face, your own expression.
Something unreadable flickers across her features. Surprise. Realization. Something likeโฆ resignation?
โMomo,โ Mina says, scrubbing at her eyes quickly. โItโs notโโ
โYou dropped this in the conference room,โ Momo says, holding up your tablet. Her voice is even. Too even. โI figured youโd be in your office, but then I saw the stairwell light on andโฆโ
She trails off, eyes moving between you and Mina with surgical precision, cataloging every detail.
You step forward, reaching out automatically. โThanks, Iโโ
She pulls the tablet back just a fraction, forcing you to meet her gaze.
โYou okay?โ she asks quietly.
Itโs a simple question, but it feels loaded with a thousand others behind it.
Are you finally going to stop pretending?
Are you going to let yourself be selfish?
Are you choosing her?
You search her face for anger, jealousy, hurt. You findโฆ none of that. Just a tightness around her mouth, a sheen in her eyes sheโs fighting not to let fall, and beneath it all, that same stubborn care sheโs always given you without asking for anything in return.
โIโmโฆโ You stop, then try again, honestly this time. โI donโt know.โ
Momo studies you for another second, then nods once, as if that was the answer she expected.
She presses the tablet into your hand.
โIโll be upstairs,โ she says. โWe have early call times tomorrow. Donโt stay too late.โ
Her gaze shifts to Mina, softening.
โTalk it out,โ she adds quietly. โProperly this time.โ
Before either of you can reply, she slips back through the door, letting it close gently behind her.
The silence rushes back in.
You look down at the tablet clutched in your hand. At the faint mark on the screen where Momoโs thumbprint smudged the glass. At the empty space where sheโd been a second ago.
Then you look back at Mina.
Her eyes search yours nervously. โYou and Momoโฆ youโre close,โ she says, more statement than question.
You think of late-night ramen. Of coffee cans in hallways. Of quiet lectures about being allowed to be a person. Of how she just walked away instead of demanding anything from you.
โYeah,โ you say softly. โWe are.โ
Mina swallows, glancing at the closed door, then back at you.
โDo youโฆ still love me?โ she asks, voice barely audible. โAfter everything? After I made you feel soโฆ alone?โ
Your answer gets stuck somewhere between your heart and your tongue.
Behind your ribs, two truths collide:
Youโve loved Mina for years, in ways that shaped your entire life.
And in the cracks of your heartbreak, Momo quietly planted something else you can no longer pretend not to see.
You stand there, caught between the girl you built your world around and the girl who stayed, who saw you breaking and tried to hold you together even when you pushed her away.
Mina takes a hesitant step closer, hope and fear warring in her eyes.
โPlease,โ she whispers. โSay something.โ
You draw in a breath, feeling the weight of both of them on your next words.
โIโฆโ
The next word hangs on your lips, balanced on the edge of every moment that led you hereโ
โand thatโs where this part of the story ends.
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To Be Continued...
If you were the one in Y/nโs position right now, standing in that stairwell with Mina in front of you and Momo just having walked away:
Who do you think deserves him more?
The girl heโs loved for years, who is only now realizing the depth of what she almost lostโ
or
The girl who noticed his pain first called out his self-sacrifice and quietly stayed by his side without asking for anything in return.
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Mina, Sana, and Momo. The phenomenal Japanese trio from the K-pop group Twice.
Sana and Momo have medium-large breasts. They often appear sexy on stage and seem to enjoy it.
On one hand, Mina with a more elegant, shy, and quiet image. Having a small bust size, Myna rarely appears sexy on stage because of her bust size and image, which doesn't quite fit the sexy concept.
Although they are like yin and yang, they have one thing in common behind the scenes: they are all sluts in the industry. It's public secret that they are someone who likes to be treated like a slut.
One day, JYP Entertainment called Mina, Sana, and Momo into a meeting room. The CEO, Park Jin-young himself, was there with some executives, looking serious. The trio sat nervously, wondering if they had done something wrong. Park Jin-young cleared his throat. "We're planning a special fan meetโa private event." he announced. The room felt tense, air thick with unspoken implications.
Then their manager stepped forward. "So the concept is..." He paused dramatically. "Three of you will enter separate rooms full of sex toys. You'll be naked. Fans will choose which room to enterโMina, Sana, or Momoโand you'll serve whatever kinks they want." The trio blinked, exchanged glances, but didn't flinch. "After each private session," he continued, voice husky, "you'll come up on stage with all the... traces... visible. A 24-hour non-stop fan meet. Prepare your stamina." Without hesitation, Sana smiled coyly, Momo nodded eagerly, and Mina whispered, "Okay." The manager grinned. "Good girls."
Back in Sana's dimly lit apartment, sweatpants discarded on the floor, they huddled on her couch nursing drinks. Sana traced circles on her thigh, grinning wildly. "Can't wait for tomorrow," she breathed, cheeks flushed. "My pussy's been dripping since they mentioned the leather collars." The scent of her arousal mixed with Momo's perfume as she leaned closer. Momo laughed, low and throaty, fingers sliding under her own waistband. "More than ready? I'm soaked through these panties already." Her hand emerged glistening, held up for them to see under the lamp's amber glow. "Counted twelve different toys I want stuffed in me before noon."
Mina stayed quiet, legs pressed tight together. She watched Momo lick her wet fingers clean, then Sana unbuttoning her shirt to palm her own heavy breast. "What about you?" Sana nudged Mina's knee. "Still nervous?" Mina shook her head slowly, eyes darkening as she imagined faceless hands exploring her. "No," she murmured. Her fingers drifted to the waist of her skirt. "Just... thinking how many will pick me." She slid a hand inside, biting her lip as she touched herself. "Hope they like my smaller tits." Her breath hitchedโsharp and suddenโas she found her clit.
Momo grabbed Mina's wrist, stopping her. "Save it," she ordered, voice rough. "Let them make you scream tomorrow." Underneath Momo's grip, Mina trembled, skin pebbling with anticipation. Sana stretched lazily beside them, nipples hard against her silk camisole. "Sleep?" she suggested, though none moved. The air thickened with musk and unspent tension. Outside, rain lashed the windowsโa rhythmic echo of tomorrow's promised rhythm. Mina finally pulled her hand free, knuckles white where Momo had held her. "Yes," she whispered. But her thighs stayed clenched tight, slick and restless till dawn.
***
The fluorescent buzz of backstage hallways felt alien against Mina's bare skin as she stood trembling outside Room 3. The distant murmur of eager voices already snaking through the venue made the cold tile floor bite deeper into her soles. Across the hall, Sana flashed Mina a wild, reassuring grin through Room 2's open door, already bouncing lightly on her toes, her nipples stiffening in the draft. Down by Room 1, Momo was stretching her arms overhead, the supple curve of her breasts shifting as she turned, catching Mina's eye with a slow, deliberate wink. "Breathe," Momo mouthed silently, the command sharp even in silence. Mina swallowed hard, the scent of disinfectant mingling with her own faint sweat, her small breasts tightening against the chill air. The managerโs clipped announcement echoedโ"Five minutes!"โand Mina flinched, pressing her thighs together. Warm slickness trickled down her inner thigh. *Will they even come here?* The doubt slithered through her mind like ice.
People are starting to line up. There are 60 people in room 1, 60 people in room 2, and 60 people in room 3. So, the three of them will be serving the same number of people.
The rules for this private sex session are that each fan will enter the room one by one, and the session will end when the fan has ejaculated once or after 10 minutes per person.
Momo POV :
The first participant stepped into Momo's dimly chamberโa lanky man with jet-black hair slicked backโalready tearing at his shirt buttons before the pneumatic door hissed shut. His belt clattered to the floor, trousers pooling around ankles. "Dancer, huh?" he rasped, advancing toward Momo where she knelt on crimson silk pillows. "Show me how flexible." His fingers dug into her hips, flipping her roughly onto her back. Momo gasped, not at the abruptness, but at the thrill blazing through her veinsโfinally. She arched into his grip, his calloused palms sliding up her inner thighs. The scent of his sweat, sharp and musky, filled the air as he pinned her wrists above her head. "You want flexibility?" she breathed, hooking her legs around his waist. "Then fuck me like I'm your favorite choreography." He grunted, sinking into her wet heat without preamble.
"So," he panted against her throat, thrusts deep and rhythmic, punctuating each syllable. "The rumorโ" his fingers tightened painfully around her wrists "โthat all three of you areโ" a sharp slap echoed across Momo's asscheek, making her cry out "โcompany sluts? True?" Momo's breath caught, not from shame, but wild delight at the crude reference to their unspoken reputation. She met his gaze, eyes dilated. "More," she demanded, rocking against him. "Louder." He obliged, voice harsh against her ear. "Whole industry knows you're just holes for hire." Momo's moan crescendoed, fingers clawing at his shoulders. "Prove it," she challenged. He seized her jaw, forcing her eyes to the mirrored ceiling where their reflection blurred. "Watch yourself," he growled. "Watch how you take it." Below, Momo watched her own eyes glaze overโecstaticโas his hips slammed harder.
"Oh fuck, just like that!" Momo screamed, her voice raw against the thumping bass leaking from other rooms. His rhythm intensified, each thrust jolting her forward onto her elbows, the crimson silk damp beneath her sweat-slicked stomach. She arched her back, pressing her ass high, inviting him deeper. "Harder!" she begged, the obscenity echoing off soundproofed walls. "Fill me up, daddy! Use this JYP slut!" His grunt was primal, fingers digging bruises into her hips as he pistoned relentlessly. Spit slickened her spine where he leaned over, teeth grazing her shoulder blade. "Yesss," Momo hissed, shuddering. "I'm a filthy idol slut! Breed me!" The vulgarity poured out in gaspsโa stark contrast to her polished stage personaโas she reveled in the degradation.
"Feel that?" he snarled, a hand snaking between her thighs to flick her swollen clit. Momo jerked violently, a sob tearing from her throat. "That's your fucking legacyโa cumdump for sweaty fans!" The words ignited her, pushing her toward the edge faster than the brutal pounding. "Make it messy!" she shrieked, twisting her neck to catch his frenzied eyes. "Mark me inside! Claim your Japanese whore!" He swore, hips stutteringโlosing control. With a guttural roar, he buried himself impossibly deep, pelvis grinding against her ass. Momo felt the hot flood pulse inside her core, triggering her own climaxโviolent, convulsing waves that seized her muscles. "FuckfuckFUCK!" she wailed, collapsing forward onto the pillows. Her thighs trembled, wetness dripping onto silk, mingling with his seed pooling beneath her.
Silence slammed down, thick and heavy, broken only by their ragged breathing. The man withdrew roughly, the slick sound obscene. Momo lay limp, cheek pressed to damp silk, the sharp tang of sex thick in her nostrils. She barely registered the pneumatic hiss as the door slid open. A metallic clatter echoed behind herโa towel dropped carelessly onto the floor. "Next," a bored staff voice announced.
Boots scuffed against tile. "You," a deeper voice raspedโsmoke-roughened, impatient. Momo rolled onto her back, thighs splayed shamelessly, watching the newcomer through half-lidded eyes. Broad shoulders. Ink curling up thick forearms. His belt clinked as he unbuckled it, eyes locked on her swollen breasts. "Not inside," he grunted, jerking his chin toward her chest. "Wanna see those famous tits smothering my cock." Momo exhaled sharplyโrelief, anticipationโpushing herself up on trembling elbows.
She cupped her breasts eagerly, squeezing them together, the skin flushed and sensitive from earlier abuse. The man groaned, fisting his erection, the tip already glistening. "Yeah, just like that," he growled, stepping closer. Momo leaned forward, lips parted, letting him slide between her cleavage. Heat radiated from his skin, his musk sharp with arousal. "Make it messy," she whispered, arching her back to tighten the friction as he started thrusting.
Precome streaked her flesh, shiny trails catching the dim light. The man cursed, fingers digging into her scalp as he forced eye contact. "Say it," he demanded, hips jerking erratically. Momo didn't hesitate. "Your Korean whore loves being your fucking fleshlight," she moaned, deliberately squeezing tighter. His breath hitchedโthen he came with a choked shout, ropes of white splattering across her chin, her collarbones, the underside of her breasts. Warmth dripped sluggishly between her cleavage. Momo licked her lips, tasting salt. The door hissed again.
She barely had time to wipe her face before the next man shoved insideโtall, reeking of cologne and entitlement. His fingers coiled in her hair like reins, yanking her head back. "Knees," he commanded, voice vibrating with barely restrained hunger. Momo scrambled to obey, the marble floor icy against her bare kneecaps. His zipper rasped loud in the sudden stillness. "Open," he instructed, thumb pressing against her lower lip. She tasted leather and nicotine. His cock slapped heavy against her tongue before she could breathe.
Momo hollowed her cheeks instinctively, her throat relaxing as he pushed deeper. Tears pricked at her eyelids when he hit the back. "Good girl," he rasped, one hand fisting tighter in her hair. "Now choke on it." She gagged violently as he thrust forwardโhardโher nose mashed against coarse pubic hair. Spit dribbled down her chin. The man groaned, his free hand palming her breast roughly. "God, you're *good* at this," he panted, watching her throat bulge obscenely with each shallow jerk of his hips.
Her jaw ached, but the burn only fueled her. Momo gazed up through wet lashes, pupils blown wide, reveling in the degradation. His grip tightened, hips snapping faster. She could feel him swelling against her tongue, the salty tang flooding her mouth. "Swallow it all," he ordered, voice cracking. "Every fucking drop." Momo whimperedโnot in protest, but anticipationโher fingers digging into his thighs as his release hit her throat like a punch.
Sana POV :
The first man who stepped into Sanaโs room was broad-shouldered, with a cocky smirk that faltered when he saw her sprawled on the plush leather bench, legs already spread wide. "Thought you were just acting slutty for cameras," he muttered, fingers hesitating on his belt. Sana arched a brow, sliding two fingers lazily through her dripping foldsโan invitation, a taunt. "Surprise," she purred, lifting her glistening fingers to her lips and sucking them clean with an obscene pop. His breath hitched. "I was born for this."
Before he could react, Sana rolled onto her knees, crawling toward him with feline grace. She didnโt wait for permissionโher hands yanked his pants down, her mouth swallowing him whole in one fluid motion. The man staggered, a strangled groan tearing from his throat as her tongue swirled expertly around his shaft. "Fuckโidols arenโt supposed toโ" Sana pulled back just enough to smirk up at him, lips slick. "Arenโt supposed to what?" she breathed, nails raking down his thighs. "Take cock like a pornstar?" She dove back down, hollowing her cheeks until his knees buckled.
Gasping, he dragged her up by her hair, slamming her onto the bench. "Ride me," he demanded, voice ragged. "Show me that โskillโ you bragged about." Sana straddled him without hesitation, sinking onto his cock with a filthy moan, her soaked cunt stretching obscenely around him. "Like this?" she purred, rolling her hips in slow, torturous circlesโthe way sheโd practiced in mirrors after concerts, thighs trembling. His hands clamped around her waist, fingers digging into her flesh. "Faster," he snarled. Sana threw her head back, riding him with reckless abandon, her tits bouncing with every snap of her hips.
"You're perfect," he choked out, eyes locked on where their bodies joinedโher swollen lips stretched tight around him. "Filthy fucking perfect." The praise ignited her. Sana ground down harder, her clit rubbing against his pelvis with each thrust, sparks of pleasure shooting up her spine. His grip tightened, pulling her impossibly closer. "Come with me," he demanded, his cock pulsing inside her. Sana screamed as the words alone tipped her over the edge, her walls clenching violently around him.
Her climax hit like a lightning strikeโsharp, blinding, unstoppable. Hot liquid gushed between them, splattering across his thighs and the leather bench with a wet slap. The man's eyes widened in shock as Sana convulsed stop him, her body jerking uncontrollably, her moans dissolving into broken sobs. "Holy shit," he gasped, pulling out abruptly, his cock glistening with her release. Sana collapsed forward, her forehead pressed against his shoulder, her thighs still trembling, warmth trickling down her legs.
He stood abruptly, shoving her off with a rough exhale, her slick body sliding bonelessly to the floor. The door clicked shut behind him before she could catch her breath. Sana lay there, sprawled on the cold tiles, her chest heaving, the scent of sex thick in the air. The next man would be here soonโbut for now, she let herself float in the aftermath, her skin still tingling, her cunt still pulsing with aftershocks.
The pneumatic door hissed open again before she could move. Sana turned her head lazily, blinking up at the newcomerโtall, with sharp cheekbones and a predatory grin. He took one look at the mess between her thighs, at the puddle glistening on the leather bench, and chuckled low in his throat. "So," he mused, stepping closer, his belt already undone, "you're such a squirter?" His fingers trailed through the wetness on her stomach, bringing them to his lips with a hum of approval. Sana parted her lips to answerโbut his hands were already on her, hauling her up effortlessly.
He tossed her onto the table face-first, her cheek pressed against the cool surface, her ass raised high. His palm cracked down on her right cheekโstinging, possessiveโbefore his fingers prodded at her puckered hole. "Iโll fuck this ass," he murmured, spreading her cheeks wide, his breath hot against her skin, "and make your pussy squirt even more." Sana shuddered, her cunt dripping anew at the promise. She braced herself, fingers scrambling for purchase on the tableโs edge as his cockhead nudged against her tight entrance.
With a slow, brutal push, he breached her, stretching her unbearably wide. Sanaโs hand slapped against the tableโonce, twiceโeach thrust driving her forward, her knuckles whitening as she struggled to endure the intrusion. Her lips parted in a silent scream, drool pooling beneath her open mouth, her tongue lolling. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, punctuated by the creak of the table beneath their combined weight. "Gonna wreck you," he grunted, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise, "ruin your ass for anyone else."
And thenโit happened. The pressure inside her built impossibly fast, her neglected cunt spasming violently as he pistoned into her ass. Sanaโs vision whited out as her pussy erupted, gushing in thick, pulsing waves that splattered against the manโs thighs and dripped onto the floor. She barely registered his shocked gaspโtoo lost in the raw, overwhelming pleasure of her body betraying her so spectacularly. "Fuck, youโre disgusting," he growled, slamming into her with renewed vigor, his cock throbbing inside her tight heat. "Filthy idol whore canโt even stop herself from leaking everywhere."
The degradation only made her squirt harder, her juices soaking the manโs balls as he fucked her like an animal. Sana writhed beneath him, her toes curling, her fingers clawing uselessly at the tableโs edge. She was coming apartโover and overโher orgasms crashing into her like tidal waves, each more intense than the last. The manโs thrusts grew erratic, his grip tightening as he neared his own climax. "Take it," he snarled, burying himself to the hilt, his cock twitching deep inside her ass. "Take all of it, you fucking slut."
Heat flooded her insides, thick and viscous, and Sana collapsed forward with a broken moan, her body limp, her mind blank. The man pulled out with a wet pop, his cum dribbling from her gaping hole. He didnโt bother wiping her cleanโjust stepped back, admiring his handiwork with a smirk. "Next," he called over his shoulder, adjusting his pants as he strode out the door. Sana lay there, trembling, her ass still clenching around nothing, her pussy still twitching with aftershocks. The door hissed shutโthen immediately opened again. Boots scuffed against tile. Someone whistled low. "Damn," a new voice murmured. "Youโre already a mess." Sana turned her head weakly, blinking up at the next man through damp lashes. His belt was already undone.
He grabbed her hair in a brutal fist, yanking her upright so fast her scalp burned. Sana gaspedโnot in pain, but anticipationโher knees hitting the floor with a thud. His cock slapped against her cheek, hot and heavy, already leaking precome. "Open," he commanded, thumb pressing against her lower lip. Sana obeyed without hesitation, her tongue darting out to taste him. The man groaned, his grip tightening as he shoved forward, his thick length stretching her lips wide. She gagged instantly, tears springing to her eyes, spit dripping down her chin. He didnโt stopโjust thrust deeper, his balls slapping against her chin, his pubic hair tickling her nose. "Choke on it," he growled, watching her throat bulge obscenely.
Sana rolled her eyes, feigning boredom even as her jaw ached and her vision blurred. Her fingers dug into his thighs, nails leaving crescent moons in his skin. He fucked her mouth with rough, shallow jerks, his breath ragged above her. "Filthy little idol," he sneered, twisting her hair tighter. "Bet you dream about thisโbeing used like a fucking fleshlight." Sana gagged harder, saliva pooling beneath her, her nose pressed flush against his pelvis. She could barely breathe, her lungs burning, her throat convulsing around him. The man groaned, his hips stuttering, his cock twitching against her tongue. "Swallow it all," he ordered, voice cracking. "Every fucking drop."
His release hit her throat like a punchโhot, thick, relentless. Sana swallowed desperately, her throat working around the flood, but some spilled past her lips, dripping down her chin. The man cursed, his fingers loosening slightly as he rode out his orgasm. Sana coughed weakly, her chest heaving, her lips swollen and glistening. He pulled out with a wet pop, his cock still half-hard, and smirked down at her ruined face. "Pathetic," he muttered, wiping himself on her cheek. Sana licked her lips, tasting salt and spite, and grinned up at himโwild, unrepentant.
Mina POV :
The door hissed shut behind the first manโtall, broad, with knuckles scarred from violence. He didnโt speak, just lunged, fingers wrapping around her throat like a noose. Minaโs gasp died as his grip tightened, her vision spotting at the edges, but her thighs clenched tighterโ*wetness* seeping between them. His other hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back as his mouth crashed onto hers, teeth splitting her lip. The metallic tang of blood bloomed between them as he bit down harder, his tongue forcing past her lips. "Fake," he growled against her mouth, fingers squeezing her windpipe until stars exploded behind her eyelids. "All that eleganceโjust a lie." Minaโs hips jerked involuntarily, her cunt pulsing around nothing, slickness dripping down her inner thighs. He laughedโdark, knowingโas her breath hitched beneath his chokehold.
His free hand slid between her legs, fingers dragging through her arousal with deliberate cruelty. "Pathetic," he sneered, pressing two fingers inside her without warning, her tight walls fluttering around the intrusion. Mina whimpered, her back arching, her small breasts brushing against his chest. "Look at you," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear, fingers pistoning ruthlessly. "Getting off on being hurt." Her moan was strangled, her nails digging into his biceps as he twisted his fingers deeper, hitting a spot that made her vision white out.
The gush hit them bothโa hot, pulsing wave that splattered against his thighs, the floor, the wall behind them. Mina's knees buckled, her body convulsing as pleasure ripped through her, raw and violent. The man laughed, low and dark, withdrawing his dripping fingers to slap her ass hard enough to leave a mark. Before she could catch her breath, he spun her around, shoving her front-first into the wall, her cheek scraping against the rough surface. "Still think you're elegant?" he growled, lining up his cock at her entrance.
Begging spilled from her lipsโbroken, desperateโas he thrust into her with one brutal stroke, burying himself to the hilt. Mina's scream echoed off the soundproofed walls, her fingers clawing at nothing as he pinned her wrists above her head. "P-please," she sobbed, hips grinding back against him, her pussy clenching around his girth. "Spank meโharderโI'm filthy, I'mโ" His palm cracked down on her ass again, the sting radiating through her flesh as another gush of liquid splashed against his thighs. The man groaned, hips pistoning faster, his grip on her wrists tightening until her fingers tingled.
His free hand tangled in her hair, wrenching her head back as he leaned over her, teeth grazing her shoulder. "Say it," he snarled, his rhythm relentless, their sweat-slicked skin slapping together. Mina's voice crackedโ"I'm just a JYP cumdump"โbefore another orgasm tore through her, her body seizing as she squirted again, hot rivulets dripping down her thighs. He laughed, low and mocking, his thrusts growing erratic. "Going to paint that pretty face," he promised, pulling out abruptly only to flip her onto her knees, her lips parting instinctively.
The first thick stripe of cum hit her eyelid, the second her cheekโwarm, sticky, smelling of salt and dominance. Mina gasped, tongue darting out to catch what dripped toward her lips, her thighs trembling as aftershocks racked her body. The man smirked, tucking himself away, watching her ruined face with satisfaction. The door hissed open before she could wipe her chin clean. "Next," he called over his shoulder, stepping over the puddle between Mina's knees. A new shadow filled the doorwayโtaller, broader, his belt already unbuckled. Mina shuddered, fresh wetness pooling beneath her.
He didn't speakโjust grabbed her by the hair, dragging her forward until her nose pressed against his fly. The scent of leather and musk flooded her senses as he unzipped, his cock springing free heavy and thick against her forehead. Mina's lips parted instinctivelyโbut he shoved past her, fingers digging into her scalp as he forced her face into his crotch. His other hand reached behind her, fingers slicking through her dripping folds before plunging two fingers inside. Mina moaned around his cock, her walls clenchingโthen gasped as something cold and hard pressed against her entrance.
The dildo stretched her impossibly wide as he shoved it inside with one brutal thrust, the ridges bumping against her swollen walls. Mina's scream was muffled by his cock as he began fucking her throat in earnest, his hips snapping forward with each deep push. Before she could adjust, something widerโcold metalโpressed against her asshole. The plug popped in with a wet squelch, sending sparks up her spine as it vibrated to life. Mina convulsed, her vision whiting out as her cunt pulsed around the dildo, another gush of liquid soaking the floor beneath her knees.
"Look at you," the man growled, tightening his grip on her hair as he pistoned into her throat. "Coming untouched like a fucking whore." Mina's eyes rolled back, her body jerking with each vibration, her moans garbled around his cock. The dildo shifted with every thrust, the plug buzzing mercilessly against her prostateโshe couldn't stop cumming, her thighs trembling as pleasure wracked her in relentless waves. The man groaned above her, his pace falteringโthen with a snarl, he buried himself to the hilt, his release flooding her throat in thick pulses. Mina swallowed desperately, tears streaking her cheeks, her ass clenching around the plug as another orgasm ripped through her.
He pulled out with a wet pop, his cum dripping from her swollen lips onto the floorโmingling with the slick puddle beneath her knees. The door hissed again, cold air brushing her overheated skin. A new handโcalloused, smelling of motor oilโgrabbed her chin, tilting her face up.
"Open," the newcomer ordered, pressing a rubber ball gag between her teeth before she could protest. Mina whimpered as the straps tightened behind her head, her jaw forced wide around the silicone. Fingers dug into her ass cheeks, spreading her wide as the vibrating plug was yanked out abruptlyโher hole clenched around nothing, twitching pathetically.
She heard the wet sound of spit slicking flesh before the blunt head of his cock pressed against her loosened entrance. "Going to wreck this tight ass properly," he growled, thrusting in with one brutal push. Mina screamed against the gag, her throat vibrating around the sound as he bottomed outโher walls stretched obscenely around his girth.
He didn't wait for her to adjustโjust pistoned into her with rough, shallow strokes, his balls slapping against her soaked cunt with each thrust. The gag muffled her cries, drool pooling beneath her chin as he fucked her ass like a fleshlight, his grip bruising on her hips. Her vision blurredโnot from pain, but from the overwhelming pleasure of being used so completely.
The vibrations from the abandoned plug echoed through her pelvis, the dildo still buried inside her cunt twitching with every brutal snap of his hips. Thenโpressure. Liquid heat gushed from her pussy in pulsing waves, the sheer force of her orgasm ejecting the dildo with a wet splatter onto the floor. The man groaned, his thrusts faltering for a moment as he watched her clamped around nothing, her inner muscles fluttering visibly. "Disgusting," he pantedโbut his cock swelled even thicker inside her, betraying his arousal.
His rhythm turned erratic, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave crescent-shaped bruises. Mina's body convulsed around him, her neglected clit throbbing as another gush of fluid spilled from herโthis time just piss, hot and humiliating, splashing against his thighs and the already ruined floor. The degradation sent him over the edge; with a snarl, he buried himself to the hilt, his release flooding her ass in thick, pulsing spurts that made her toes curl against the cold tiles.
Back to 3rd person POV:
The alarmโs shrill beep sliced through the sex-hazed air, its red digits blinking 12:00 AM like a merciless judge. Minaโs head lolled against the wall where the last fan had left herโknees splayed wide, the plug still lodged in her ass twitching with residual vibrations, her cunt visibly clenching around nothing as translucent fluid seeped down her inner thighs. Across the hall, Sanaโs limp body was sprawled face-down on the leather bench, her hair crusted with dried cum, one cheek pressed into a puddle of her own arousal, her gaping asshole glistening under the fluorescent lights. In the adjacent room, Momo lay curled on her side, her thighs streaked with overlapping handprints, her swollen lips parted around silent whimpers, her nipples still pebbled and oversensitive from relentless abuse.
The staff entered with clinical efficiency, their latex gloves snapping against wrists as they moved between the ruined idols. One rolled Momo onto her back with a grunt, her limbs flopping bonelesslyโher usual athleticism reduced to trembling exhaustion. The blindfold was silk, but the nipple clamps were cold metal, biting down with unforgiving pressure the moment they pinched her flushed peaks. Momoโs back arched off the floor with a hoarse cry, her cunt gushing anew at the dual sting of pain-pleasure, but the staff member merely clicked their tongue and spread her legs wider. The dildo was thick, ribbed, already lubed with something that burned faintly at the edgesโit sank into her oversensitive pussy with a wet squelch, her walls fluttering weakly around the intrusion. The butt plug followed, its tapered tip popping past her stretched rim with practiced ease, its flared base nestling snugly against her swollen flesh.
Sana didnโt stir when they flipped her onto her back, her arms sliding limply off the benchโonly a faint, broken whimper escaped her throat as the blindfold covered her glassy eyes. The nipple clamps were heavier than Momoโs, weighted chains dangling between them that jingled softly when the staff adjusted her position. One hand pried her thighs apart, the other guiding the dildoโthicker, vibrating faintlyโinto her gaping entrance with a slow, relentless push. Sanaโs breath hitched, her hips twitching involuntarily, but the staff held her down with impersonal precision. The butt plug was larger too, its bulbous head stretching her abused asshole obscenely wide before seating itself with a wet pop. A faint hum filled the room as both toys activated simultaneously, Sanaโs body jerking like a marionette with its strings cut, her moan dissolving into staticky silence.
Mina was barely conscious when they reached her, her head lolling forward, chin slick with drool and old cum. The blindfold was silk, the nipple clamps lined with something that tingledโher back arched weakly as they clamped down, her swollen nipples throbbing under the sudden pressure. The dildo was cold, almost clinical, sliding into her with none of the brutality sheโd come to craveโjust efficient, impersonal fullness. The butt plug followed, its tapered tip breaching her with practiced ease, its base nestling snugly against her ruined rim. A switch flicked somewhere, and both toys pulsed to life in unisonโMinaโs mouth fell open in a soundless scream, her thighs trembling, fresh slickness dripping down the insides of her thighs.
They dragged her upright, her legs jelly beneath her, and half-carried her to the grand stage where Momo and Sana already satโknees spread obscenely wide, their blindfolded faces tilted toward the ceiling like penitent sinners. The spotlights were blinding, hot enough to sear, casting their wrung-out bodies in an almost holy glow. Mina was deposited between them, her thighs forced apart by rough hands, the cold metal of the chair biting into her oversensitive flesh. The audience was a sea of shadows beyond the lights, but she could feel their hunger like a physical weightโthe air thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and something darker, sharper.
Applause eruptedโravenous, deafeningโas the trio sat there, spent and stuffed full, their skin glistening under the lights with a grotesque sort of reverence. The dildos shifted inside them with every shuddering breath, the vibration settings just low enough to tease without mercy, and Minaโs cunt clenched involuntarily around hers, fresh slickness dripping onto the polished stage. Someone in the front row whistledโlong and piercingโand Sana moaned, her hips jerking forward as if chasing the sound, her lips swollen from hours of abuse parting in a silent gasp.
A hush fell as the massive screen flickered to life overhead, bathing them in unnatural blue light. The CEOโs face appeared, his smile genial, almost paternal, as the text beneath him scrolled in bold strokes: *TO OUR BELOVED FANSโENJOY OUR THREE SLUTS.* The roar that followed was animalistic, chairs screeching as bodies lunged forward, hands already reaching, unbuckling, stroking.
Two men broke free firstโone with tattooed knuckles, the other smelling of stale cigarettesโconverging on Momo with predatory focus. The tattooed one grabbed the chain between her nipple clamps, yanking hard enough to lift her off the seat as she cried out, her legs kicking uselessly. His companion wasted no timeโfingers curling around the butt plugโs flared base, twisting brutally before yanking it free with a wet *pop* that echoed through the speakers. Momoโs scream dissolved into ragged panting, her asshole fluttering visibly around nothing as the man spat into his palm and shoved two fingers inside her gaping rim.
The dildo came nextโslow at first, dragging against her swollen walls until the ribbed ridges caught on her inner ridges. Then, with a wet *schlick*, it slid free entirely, her cunt clenching around sudden emptiness.
Momo barely had time to gasp before the smoker shoved into her pussyโno foreplay, no mercyโhis cock stretching her gaping hole in one brutal thrust. She arched off the chair, her scream drowned out by the tattooed manโs growl as he spat onto his cock and pressed it against her still-twitching asshole. The stretch burnedโher rim flared white-hot around his girthโbut her thighs shook with perverse excitement, her drenched cunt pulsing around the other manโs length as he bottomed out inside her.
Across the stage, Sanaโs back arched violently as two men bracketed herโone gripping her hair, forcing her mouth onto his cock until her nose pressed flush against his pelvis, while the other lined up behind her, his thighs slapping against her ass as he slammed home. The vibrations from her abandoned plug still hummed against her clit, her pussy clenching around the newcomerโs cock with each ragged breath she managed around the thick shaft filling her throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with the spit pooling beneath her chin, her muffled moans vibrating around the cock fucking herย face.
Minaโs vision blurred as the first man seated himself fully inside her, his cock stretching her tender walls with a single, unrelenting thrust. She gasped, her fingers scrabbling against the cold metal arms of the chair, her thighs trembling as her body adjustedโonly for the second cock to press against her already stuffed entrance. The intrusion burned, her pussy straining obscenely wide around the dual girth, her breath coming in short, ragged pants as they began moving in tandem. Every thrust forced a broken whimper from her lips, her cunt pulsing around them both, her clit throbbing with each brutal snap of their hips.
Beside her, Momoโs scream pitched higherโalmost feralโas the tattooed man pistoned into her ass with ruthless precision, his fingers digging bruises into her hips. "Iโllโoh godโIโll break," she sobbed, her thighs shaking violently, her cunt dripping around the smokerโs cock as he pounded into her with equal ferocity. The chains between her nipple clamps jingled wildly with each movement, her swollen peaks aching under the relentless pull, her body suspended between agony and ecstasy as they used her with abandon.
Mina's scream tore through the air like shattered glassโhigh, desperate, her voice cracking under the strain as her body stretched obscenely around the two cocks pistoning into her. "NghโahโI'm splittingโ!" she wailed, her thighs trembling violently, her cunt fluttering around the dual invasion with each brutal thrust. Across from her, Momo's cries were raw and animalistic, her back arched like a bowstring, her asshole clamping down around the tattooed man's cock as he snarled into her ear, "Break then, slut." The wet squelch of their fucking drowned out her sobs, her hole gaping wider with every withdrawal.
Sana's body convulsed firstโa full-body spasm that rippled from her toes to her scalp, her thighs clamping around nothing as her throat worked furiously around the cock stuffing it. The vibration pulsed through her clit like an electric current, her pussy clenching uncontrollably around the cock buried inside it. Then Momo followedโher scream choked off as her cunt spasmed wildly, her asshole tightening like a vise around the tattooed man's girth, her juices gushing in hot, pulsing waves that splattered against the smoker's thighs. The tattooed man grunted, his hips stuttering as her clenching asshole milked him ruthlessly, his cock twitching inside her ruined rim.
Mina was lastโher orgasm hit like a freight train, her vision whiting out as her body convulsed around the two cocks splitting her open. Her wetness erupted in a geyser, soaking their thighs, the chair, the stage beneath themโa hot, ceaseless flood that dripped onto the floor in thick rivulets. The men groaned in unison, their thrusts turning erratic, their cocks pulsing inside her as their releases spilled deepโone filling her womb, the other painting her pussy walls with thick ropes of cum. Sana's muffled scream vibrated around the cock in her throat as her own orgasm ripped through her, her body seizing as she squirted violently, her juices mixing with the mess already pooling beneath her chair.
The floodgates burstโMomo's asshole clenched around the tattooed man's cock as he came with a guttural roar, his cum flooding her rectum in hot, pulsing spurts. Sana's throat worked desperately around the cock pumping her mouth full, her nose pressed flush against his pelvis as he groaned, "Swallow it, bitch." Mina's cunt fluttered weakly around the softening cocks still buried inside her, her thighs trembling as another weak spurt of her own release dribbled down her thighs. The audience roaredโa cacophony of applause and jeersโas the three idols sat there, ruined and dripping, their bodies still twitching with aftershocks. The curtain began to descend, but the men didn't pull outโjust kept fucking them lazily through their orgasms, ensuring every last drop was spent.
The next round began before they could catch their breathโthe blindfolds ripped away, the dildos yanked free with wet pops, the butt plugs clattering onto the stage. Momo blinked up at the ceiling, her vision swimming, her nipples still clamped and throbbingโthen gasped as calloused hands flipped her onto all fours. The new cock pressed against her gaping asshole was hot, thick, already leaking precumโshe barely had time to brace before it slammed home, stretching her abused rim wide with one brutal thrust. Behind her, Sana was already bent over a bench, her ass in the air, her cunt dripping onto the leather as another man lined up behind herโno toys this time, just raw, unforgiving flesh splitting her open.
Mina didn't even see the man who grabbed herโjust felt the bite of his fingers digging into her hips as he dragged her backward onto his cock, her cunt stretching obscenely around his girth. No more silicone, no more vibrationsโjust pure, relentless friction as he fucked her with deep, punishing strokes. The difference was visceralโthe heat of his skin, the way his balls slapped against her clit with every thrust, the primal grunts vibrating through his chest as he pounded into her. She came almost instantly, her back arching, her scream echoing through the hallโbut he didn't slow, just gripped her tighter and kept fucking her through it, his cock pulsing inside her as if trying to brand her from the inside out.
The floodlights burned hotter, the air thick with sweat and sexโMomo's ass bounced with each brutal thrust, her cunt dripping onto the stage as the man behind her growled, "Take it deeper, whore." Sana's thighs quivered as another cock replaced the one in her mouth, her lips swollen and raw, her tongue lolling out obediently. Mina's vision blurred as her body was flipped onto her back, her legs hooked over the newcomer's shouldersโhis cock sinking into her with a wet squelch, his thumb pressing down hard on her abused clit. The audience leaned forward, breathless, as the trio was used anewโno restraints, no toys, just flesh and force and the raw, animalistic truth of what they'd become.
Momo's scream ripped through the hall as a third man grabbed her hair, dragging her mouth onto his cock while the other two held her hips steadyโher body stretched obscenely between them, her cunt and ass stuffed full, her throat bulging around the thick shaft. Sana's orgasm hit like a seizureโher back arched impossibly high as she came untouched, her juices gushing onto the leather bench beneath her, her asshole clenching around the cock buried inside it. Mina barely registered the sting of fingernails digging into her thighsโjust the relentless piston of the man above her, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust, his breath hot against her neck as he muttered, "Filthy little idol."
The floodlights flickeredโor maybe it was her vision swimmingโas the first wave of fans staggered back, their belts clinking as they buckled up. New hands grabbed Momo's hips before the previous cocks had even fully softened inside herโthis set rougher, hungrier, reeking of liquor and sweat. One forced her onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head while his companion shoved into her gaping pussy without preambleโher cry drowned out by the wet slap of flesh against flesh. Across the room, Sana's mouth was wrenched open by gloved fingersโanother cock plunging deep before she could catch her breathโwhile Mina's legs were hooked over a new stranger's shoulders, her freshly stuffed cunt stretching wider around his girth.
Blurred faces swapped in the strobe-lit hazeโone man biting Mina's nipple as another fucked her raw, a different set of calloused hands spreading Sana's ass cheeks wider for a fresh invasion. The scent of sex grew thickerโstale cum, fresh sweat, the metallic tang of arousal gone feral. Momo's thighs trembled as a stranger's beard scraped her inner thighs, his tongue lapping at her oversensitive clit before his cock breached her againโno lube, just spit and her own slickness easing the way. Sana's muffled scream vibrated around another thick shaft as her asshole was stretched anew, the previous man's cum leaking down her thighs like a badge of dishonor.
The rhythm was ceaselessโno pause, no reprieveโjust the wet slap of flesh and the guttural groans of men chasing their next release. Mina's cunt clenched instinctively around each new cock, her body trained now to take whatever was givenโno hesitation, no resistance. Somewhere in the haze, she registered the wet sound of Momo being spit-roastedโthe choked gags as Sana swallowed another loadโbut all she knew was the heat, the stretch, the glorious ruin of being used beyond thought. The next cock pressed against her lips before the last had even pulled outโher mouth opening obediently, her tongue already lapping at the salty pre-cum beading at the tip.
Sana's thighs trembled as the man behind her shifted angles, his cockhead grinding against that sweet spot inside herโher vision whiting out as another orgasm ripped through her with no warning, her juices drenching the bench beneath her shaking knees. The man didn't pauseโjust chuckled darkly and doubled his efforts, using her convulsing cunt to milk himself faster toward his own climax. Across the stage, Momo's voice had gone hoarse from screamingโher wrists raw where the ropes bit into her flesh, her legs spread obscenely wide as three men took turns filling her gaping holes, their releases mixing inside her until she dripped with their combined spend.
The air smelled like salt and sex and something primalโMina's nostrils flared as another man dragged her hips back onto his cock, her asshole still loose from the last invasion but clenching tight around the new thickness spearing her open. Her drool pooled on the floor beneath herโher chin slick with spit and cumโbut the only thought left in her shattered mind was *more*. Someone's fingers twisted in her hair, yanking her head back just in time for another hot spurt to paint her throatโher swallow reflexive, her tongue darting out to catch every drop before it could escape.
The stage lights burned brighterโor maybe it was just the fever creeping through her veinsโbut Mina barely noticed as her body was flipped again, her back arching off the cold floor as a new stranger mounted her with a growl. His cock slid home effortlesslyโher cunt so well-used it welcomed him like an old loverโand when his teeth sank into her shoulder, her scream turned into a broken laugh. This was what she was made for. This was all she'd ever be. The realization sent her spiraling into another orgasmโher thighs clamping around his hips, her nails raking down his backโas the crowd's cheers drowned out everything but the wet, filthy sound of her undoing.
Sana's limbs had gone numbโor maybe she'd just forgotten how to feel anything but the brutal stretch of cock in every holeโbut when the newest man wrapped a fist in her hair and forced her gaze toward the jumbotron, her stomach lurched. The screen showed her in grotesque close-upโher lips stretched obscenely around a stranger's shaft, her tears glistening under the lights, her throat bulging with each thrust. The humiliation should've broken her. Instead, her cunt pulsed violently, fresh slickness gushing down her thighs as the man behind her grunted, "Look at you, whore. This is all you're good for."
Momo's world narrowed to the bite of the cock in her ass and the hand fisting her hairโher spine bowed like a drawn bowstring, her breasts swaying obscenely with each brutal snap of hips. The man using her throat didn't care that she couldn't breatheโjust fucked deeper when her vision started to grayโand the thought of passing out with their cocks still buried inside her sent a perverse thrill down her spine. She came againโher cunt fluttering around nothing, her asshole milking the stranger's lengthโand somewhere in the haze, she registered the hot flood of his release filling her rectum in thick pulses that left her trembling.
The clock ticked past 3AM, but no one caredโnot when Mina was being bent over the armrest for another round, not when Sana's gaping holes were being stuffed anew, not when Momo's throat was convulsing around a fresh invasion. The audience leaned closerโravenous, insatiableโtheir collective breath hitching as the CEO's message flashed again on-screen: *DON'T STOP UNTIL THEY FORGET THEIR OWN NAMES.* The men obeyed, their thrusts turning frenzied, their grips turning viciousโand when the idols' screams finally dissolved into wordless, animal sounds, the crowd roared their approval.
Sana's head snapped back as another orgasm ripped through herโher thighs clamping around nothing, her cunt pulsing violentlyโbut the man behind her didn't slow. Just grabbed her hips tighter, his nails carving crescent moons into her flesh, and fucked her through it, growling, "You're not done yet, bitch." Momo barely registered the hot cum flooding her assholeโjust gasped when the next man shoved past her slack lips, his cockhead nudging her uvula with every thrust. Mina's vision swam as yet another stranger flipped her onto her backโher legs hooked over his shoulders, her ruined cunt stretching obscenely wideโbefore he bottomed out inside her with a wet, meaty slap that echoed through the speakers.
The scent of sweat and sex hung thick in the airโMomo's thighs streaked with overlapping handprints, Sana's back arched like a bowstring under relentless hands, Mina's drool pooling beneath her bruised knees. The men moved with single-minded purposeโno gentleness, no hesitationโjust the raw, primal rhythm of bodies using bodies. Someone's teeth scraped Sana's shoulderโsomeone else's fingers twisted Momo's nipple clampsโand when Mina's nails dug into the stranger's forearms, he merely chuckled darkly and pinned her wrists above her head, murmuring, "You'll take it, slut. You always do."
The floodlights flickeredโor maybe it was just their consciousness frayingโbut when the next wave of fans surged forward, the idols' bodies reacted instinctively. Momo's hips jerked to meet each thrust, Sana's tongue lolled out for another cock before the last had even pulled out, Mina's thighs trembledโnot in resistance, but anticipation. The audience's cheers crescendoed as the trio was mounted anewโtheir bodies no longer their own, their voices long since brokenโand somewhere in the haze, Mina realized she couldn't remember the last time she'd been touched without being fucked open. The thought sent another shudder through herโhalf-terror, half-thrillโas the stranger above her snarled, "Look at you. You were born for this."
Sana barely registered the cock in her throat anymoreโjust the dull ache of her jaw, the occasional scrape of teeth along her stretched lipsโbut when a second man grabbed her hair and wrenched her head back to face the jumbotron, the image seared itself into her retinas. Her blown pupils reflected the footage of her asshole gaping obscenely around another stranger's girth, her thighs sticky with layers of fluids. Behind her, a third man chuckled darkly and slid two fingers into her ruined pussyโher cunt clenching uselessly, too loose to gripโbefore withdrawing them slick and pressing them against her parted lips. She sucked obediently, her tongue swirling around his knuckles, her moan vibrating through his fingers as he spat, "Pathetic."
Mina's thighs trembled violently as another orgasm clawed its way through herโher cunt fluttering around the cock splitting her openโbut the man fucking her didn't even pause. Just grabbed her hips tighter, his rings leaving crescent-shaped bruises in her flesh, and hissed, "Again." The command sent a jolt through herโher body responding before her mind could protestโand when his thumb found her clit, rubbing rough circles against the swollen bud, she shattered instantly. Her scream dissolved into wordless static, her back arching off the floor as her cunt convulsed around him, fresh slickness gushing between their joined bodies. He groanedโlow and satisfiedโhis thrusts turning erratic before he bottomed out with a grunt, his release flooding her in hot, pulsing spurts that leaked past their union onto the stage.
Momo's world narrowed to the bite of the rope around her wrists and the cock pistoning into her assโeach thrust dragging against her swollen rim, the sting bordering on unbearableโbut when the man in her mouth suddenly grabbed her throat and held, her vision whited out. Her scream was soundlessโher lungs burning, her cunt clenching violently around nothingโand somewhere in the haze, she registered the wet slap of skin as the stranger behind her came, his spend flooding her rectum in thick, messy spurts. He didn't pull outโjust kept fucking her through it, his cockhead nudging that tender spot inside her until her thighs shook with overwrought pleasure, her drool dripping onto the stage in a glistening trail.
The crowd's roar reached fever pitch as the trio was dragged uprightโtheir bodies limp, their eyes glazedโand positioned back-to-back on a rotating platform. The floodlights burned hotter than ever, casting their debauched forms in a lurid glow as the first wave of audience volunteers climbed onto the stage. Hands grabbed at them immediatelyโsqueezing bruised thighs, pinching oversensitive nipples, spreading their gaping holes for inspectionโwhile somewhere in the din, a microphone crackled to life. "Who wants to break them first?" The answering cheer was deafening.
Mina barely had time to register the hands spreading her cheeks before the first cock breached her assholeโthick, unforgiving, stretching her already ruined rim with one brutal thrust. Her scream choked off as a second cock filled her pussy simultaneouslyโtheir lengths grinding together inside herโonly for a third man to grab her hair and shove his shaft down her throat. The sensation was overwhelmingโher body splitting open in three directions at onceโher muscles fluttering uselessly around the triple invasion as the platform began to spin. Below her, Sana's muffled cries vibrated through the floor as she suffered the same treatmentโher ass and pussy stuffed full while another cock pistoned into her mouthโher tears dripping onto the rotating stage beneath them.
Momo's vision tilted wildly as the platform turnedโher balance obliterated by the cocks spearing her from both endsโher throat bulging obscenely around the third man's girth. The men didn't wait for her to adjustโjust began fucking her in unison, their hips slapping against her bruised flesh in a wet, rhythmic chorus that drowned out everything but the sound of their grunts and her own ragged breathing. Somewhere in the dizzying spin, she caught a glimpse of Sanaโher head thrown back, her lips stretched around another stranger's thicknessโbefore the rotation dragged her out of view, leaving only the sensation of being split open on all fronts.
The floodlights blurred into streaks of white as the platform spun fasterโMina's thighs trembling violently around the cocks buried inside her, her drool pooling beneath her chinโuntil the only thing anchoring her to reality was the relentless stretch and burn of being used beyond capacity. Beneath her, Sana's body convulsed firstโher back arching violently as another orgasm ripped through herโher cunt and ass clenching around the invaders in spastic pulses that sent fresh slickness dripping down their thighs. Momo followed seconds laterโher scream muffled by the cock stuffing her throatโher muscles fluttering erratically around all three lengths as the men groaned in unison. Mina lasted longest, her body stubbornly resisting until the stranger in her ass angled his thrusts just rightโthen she shattered with a soundless sob, her vision whiting out as her cunt milked their cocks in helpless, pulsing spasms.
The audience roared louderโtheir cheers morphing into hungry jeersโas the idols' bodies finally began to falter. Momo's cunt clenched dryly around the next cock, her juices long since spentโher whimper audible only to the man fucking her throat as she struggled to accommodate. Sana's thighs shook violently when the stranger behind her pulled backโher asshole gaping obscenelyโonly for a fresh handful of cooling lube to be slathered over his shaft before driving back in. The sudden glide eased the burn momentarilyโher gasp swallowed by the cock in her mouthโbut when another orgasm tore through her, the wetness that spilled was thin, almost translucentโher body wrung dry.
Mina barely registered the cold lube dripping onto her swollen folds before two thick fingers spread it roughly inside herโher cunt twitching weakly at the intrusionโher muscles too exhausted to clench properly. The man above her growled something about "spoiled idols" before slathering his cock with another globโthe synthetic cherry scent cloying in the airโthen shoved back inside her with a wet squelch that made the crowd whoop. Her thighs trembledโher hips jerking involuntarilyโbut the lube did its jobโletting him piston into her with renewed ferocity despite her near-dryness. Somewhere in the haze, she registered the sticky pop of another tube being uncappedโheard Momo's choked sob as more was squeezed directly into her gaping assholeโthen the world spun again as fresh hands grabbed her.
The scent of artificial strawberries mingled with sweat and sexโSana's asshole stretched obscenely by another lubed cockโher body rocking limply with each thrust while Momo's dry cunt was pried open by slick fingers. Mina's vision blurred as a fresh wave of fans swarmed the stageโtheir hands clutching tubes and bottlesโtheir laughter drowning out the idols' broken whimpers as they prepared to ruin them all over again. "No moreโ" Momo raspedโher voice shreddedโbut the man in her throat merely chuckled darkly and thrust deeper, murmuring, "You'll take it, slut. You always do." The floodlights burned hotterโthe platform spun fasterโand somewhere in the mess of limbs and lube and lust, the trio realized: this was only the beginning.
Their hair clung to their faces in thick, sticky strandsโMina's bangs plastered to her forehead with layers of drying cumโher tongue lolling out uselessly as another cockhead nudged her parted lips. Sana's once-pristine blonde locks were matted into dark ropesโher scalp stinging where hands had fisted themโher body jerking involuntarily as a stranger hilted himself in her ass with a wet slap. The men moved with practiced efficiency nowโflipping Momo onto her bellyโspreading her thighs widerโslathering her gaping holes with another handful of chilled lube that made her scream. The audience's cheers crescendoed as the idols' bodies gleamed under the lightsโtheir skin slick with overlapping fluidsโtheir limbs trembling not from resistance, but from the sheer impossibility of stopping.
The timer beeped onceโa shrill sound cutting through the wet slap of fleshโand Mina barely registered the shifting light as the stagehands hauled the trio upright by their hair. Below them, the rotating platform shuddered to a haltโits surface streaked with mingled fluidsโwhile Sana's knees buckled the second she was released. Momo's asshole puckered obscenely around nothingโthe remnants of lube dripping down her quivering thighsโas a fan with tattooed knuckles grabbed her chin and growled, "Five minutes left, whores. Make 'em count." The idols' vacant eyes met brieflyโtheir lips swollen, their bodies wreckedโbefore hands forced them onto hands and knees in a trembling row.
The first golden arc hit Momo's shoulderโhotter than she expectedโher gasp muffled by the next stream splashing across Sana's trembling back. Mina flinched instinctively when the third jet hit her faceโthe sharp scent flooding her nostrilsโher tongue darting out instinctively before she could stop herself. The crowd roared as the trio was drenchedโliquid gold streaming down Momo's bruised breasts, pooling in the hollow of Sana's convulsing throat, dripping from Mina's parted lips onto her own trembling thighs. The fans moved methodicallyโcircling them like predatorsโtheir streams crisscrossing until every inch of skin gleamed under the floodlights, until their hair hung heavy with warm rivulets, until the stage itself became a slippery reflection of their ruin.
Mina's whimper dissolved into a wet cough as another fan aimed directly at her parted lipsโthe bitter taste flooding her mouthโher throat working helplessly as she swallowed on instinct. Beside her, Sana's eyelashes fluttered wildlyโthe liquid stinging her eyesโher body jerking when a particularly forceful jet hit her oversensitive clit. Momo's shoulders shookโwhether from sobs or exhaustionโas twin streams painted her back in intersecting lines, the heat seeping into the rope burns circling her wrists. The scent was overwhelming nowโmusky and thickโclinging to their skin like a second layer as the last fans stepped back, their laughter echoing through the speakers as the idols knelt in puddles of their own making.
The buzzer soundedโsharp and finalโbut the hands grabbing them didn't stop. Mina's vision blurred as she was flipped onto her backโmore liquid splashing across her heaving stomachโwhile Sana's limp body was dragged by the ankles toward the edge of the stage. Momo barely registered the microphone descending until the CEO's voice boomed through the hall: "Look at our gifts to you." The trio's ruined forms were displayedโevery glistening inchโand as the crowd's cheers reached a deafening crescendo, Mina realized with dawning horror that the golden streams were still dripping between her thighs, still trickling from Sana's gaping holes, still soaking into Momo's trembling skin. The floodlights burned hotter than everโor maybe that was just the heat of their shameโas the first camera flashes immortalized their debasement.
"Hey babe," I said out of breath as I walked into the kitchen. My throat was dry, and I was dying for a drink. "Tzuyu, What are you up to?"
"Erm, not much." Minjoon, my boyfriend, answered.
As I walked past, his eyes glanced at my naked body and my perky, firm tits bouncing with every step. As I opened the fridge I bent over and knew he was getting a good look at my bare pussy and asshole.
I gulped down water from the jug in his fridge before putting it back and closing it.
"God, I needed that," I gasped and turned to look at him, but Minjoon wouldn't look at me. "Fill that up, will you? Oh, and order us a pizza. We should be done in like an hour or two."
"Y-yeah, okay." He stuttered.
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before pushing my frizzy, black hair back behind my ears. My body had a thin layer of sweat as I left my boyfriend in the kitchen and returned upstairs.
"Ready for round 3?" I asked as I opened his dad's bedroom.
Kim Shik, Minjoon's dad was lying on the bed, his body was sweaty as well as he smiled at me.
"Definitely," He answered. "Did you see Minjoon?"
I jumped onto the bed and straddled his big, muscular body before reaching down to grab his big, thick cock and line it up with my cum filled pussy.
"Yeah, he's just chilling." I moaned as I started to slide down his cock. Fuck, I'll never forget how good his cock felt sliding into me.
"Good, you two can hang out after I'm done breeding you for the day." Kim Shik grunted as I took his entire cock in my young, tight pussy.
"Fuuuck, yes Daddy!!" I moaned back.
I rode Kim Shik like a bitch in heat, banging the walls and screaming out in pure pleasure. It was mostly real moans, but I did add in some volume to make sure Minjoon could hear us.
--
You're probably wondering how a popular Idol that was loved by many ended up cuckolding her boyfriend with his own dad... Well, it was definitely an eye-opening experience for me.
The Beginning
Minjoon and I had been dating for a while, and when we both turned 18, we took each other's virginity.
He was a great boyfriend. He was kind, caring and very loving. He would open doors for me, pull out chairs and paid for most meals. Well, his dad paid for meals as he was Minjoon's supply of money.
Before this all began his dad, Kim Shik, was nothing but polite to me. I loved being around his house because I was treated like a queen by Minjoon and very respectfully by his dad.
Now, I was innocent... to everyone else but Minjoon. And even he just got a glimpse of how kinky I secretly was.
Before we had sex, I made myself cum nearly every day. Now, I wasn't a porn star, but I loved recording myself playing with my pussy. I just felt really sexy when I'd watch back on me fingering myself and cumming.
I had a thin frame with perky, soft tits that were bigger than someone with my frame should have. I had long black hair and a plump, firm bum from hours on end of training and dancing.
Minjoon was an innocent, nice guy. So I knew my kinky side shocked him, but that didn't stop me.
Whenever either of us were away, I would send him nudes of myself, knowing it would be driving him crazy. I also loved the idea of him wanking and cumming just from looking at me.
After a few months I knew he had a saved folder with hundreds of nude pictures of me. Knowing that he was looking at them turned me on so much!
Which is how this all began.
I didn't know it at the time, but one day Kim Shik broke his phone at work, and when he got home, he asked Minjoon to use his and text his boss that he wouldn't be reachable.
"Yeah, sure." Minjoon replied obediently and handed it to his dad without thinking.
Kim Shik took the phone up to his room to speak to his boss. It wasn't a problem as Kim Shik was planning on getting a new phone the next day, but he would have the same number as it was just a phone that he needed and not a SIM card.
But when Kim Shik ended the call, he accidentally clicked on the button that showed other apps that were running. Minjoon hadn't realised it, but he still had the folder with all my pictures open.
Curiosity got the better of Kim Shik, and he clicked onto it. His heart beat harder in his chest when he realised what it was. His son's innocent, hot girlfriend had sent many, many nudes!!
The first one Kim Shik clicked on was one of me on my knees with them spread apart. I was in front of a full-length mirror with my left hand squeezing one of my tits and my tongue sticking out. Not exactly how he expected to see his son's nice girlfriend.
Kim Shik's big, thick cock grew in his work trousers as he looked at me. He never expected to see the tzuyu lusty and sexy in the phone, completely different from the innocent Idol on the stage. Seeing me like that brought back his dormant dominant side, a side that had died along with his wife. Back when she was alive, Kim Shik and she had a vibrant sex life. She was submissive, and they were both kinky. At times, she was more of a sex toy than a wife, but they both loved it. I never thought I would take her place.
Kim Shik flicked through the next few photos.
There was me bent over with one hand spreading my ass cheeks so he could see my tight, smooth pussy and my puckering asshole.
Next was one of me laid back with my legs spread, giving the perfect view of my wet pussy.
There were some selfies of me lying down with my tits out and winking at the camera. Then some of just my legs spread and one with two fingers inside of me.
The more Kim Shik looked at, the more his caveman, dominant instincts came out. His cock was throbbing as he stared at me.
"Dad?" Minjoon shouted. "Are you nearly done with my phone?"
Kim Shik thought quickly, and he emailed the entire folder to himself and then deleted the email, so Minjoon would have no idea that it happened. He had to wait for his cock to go down before handing the phone back to Minjoon.
At that time Kim Shik just planned to use his son's girlfriend as wanking material. He didn't think anything would actually happen... but he was wrong.
Growing Temptations
Unknown to me at the time, Kim Shik had been cumming over my photos every night for nearly a month. He had thousands of photos to get through and hadn't even viewed them all yet.
In my own innocence, I didn't even notice the change in his attitude towards me at first.
Then he got more obvious.
One day I was sat on the sofa with Minjoon. It was a hot day, and I was wearing shorts and a tight vest when I noticed Kim Shik's eyes on my smooth, toned legs.
I was looking right at him, but he was too distracted by my legs. In my head I thought, take a picture, it'll last longer. Oh, but Kim Shik had plenty pictures with a lot worse.
"Babe, can you get me a drink please?" I asked Minjoon.
"Of course." He said and kissed my cheek before leaving me alone with his dad.
Kim Shik finally met my eyes, and he looked sheepish at first, as if I had just caught him wanking. But then I flashed him a smile, and he relaxed.
"So, Tzuyu," Kim Shik spoke, "Any plans for the comeback, I heard your team is coming back. "Not really," I answered. "I just want to relax in the sun and work on my tan."
Kim Shik's eyes lit up when I said that, although I didn't know why.
"You know we have a big, inflatable pool?" He asked. "You're always welcome to come here to catch the sun."
"Really?" I asked with delight. "That would be amazing!!"
I thought he was just being nice, not that he wanted me around in a bikini. Oh, to be so innocent again.
"Oh, definitely." Kim Shik said, and his eyes went back to my legs.
That's when I first felt it... my pussy tingled as this older, handsome men gazed at me.
I always knew that Kim Shik was attractive for his age. He was tall, muscular, and had this confidence about him. He was the complete opposite of Minjoon, and although I had never met his mum, I knew he took after her more than his dad.
"Here you go hun." Minjoon said when he returned.
I tensed up, as if I was doing something wrong by just talking to his dad.
"Thank you." I replied, and as he kissed my cheek, my eyes were on Kim Shik.
--
These strange moments became more and more frequent. Kim Shik would give me these looks, and I would catch him staring at my body. I quickly stopped finding it uncomfortable and instead found it arousing.
I would even put myself in situations and positions to give him better views of me. In my mind I was just teasing an older man, and nothing would come of it.
Kim Shik was sat in the kitchen when I walked in, and I told him I was getting a plate, knowing it was in the bottom cupboard. I was wearing black leggings, but as I bent over to go into the cupboard, I knew that they became more see through, and he would be able to see my thong.
When I turned around, his eyes were still lingering on me, and my pussy throbbed.
He found me hot, and I knew it. Fuck, this was wild!
I started to get more and more flirtatious with Kim Shik. Whenever Minjoon was out of the room, I would sit closer to him. I would wear more revealing clothing.
One day, Kim Shik was sat on an armchair, and I moved to sit on the arm. I was wearing a short blue skirt that rode up my thighs when I sat down, and I rested a hand onto his firm shoulder.
"How come you've never dated anyone?" I asked.
His eyes were on my legs, and he made no effort to move them.
"Never found the right girl, I guess," He told me. "Not many girls want to date a man my age."
"Oh please," I said and nudged him. "Any girl would be lucky to be with a man as hot as you..."
When I said it, he looked up to me, and I got lost in his black eyes, and I felt... nervous.
"How are things with Minjoon?" He whispered. I found out later it was so his son wouldn't hear us.
"Good," I answered, and he looked disheartened, so I continued, "Except I wish he was more forceful. You know, acted like more of a man."
This lit up Kim Shik's eyes.
"That's true. Sometimes I think he's as submissive as his mother was," He told me and looked at my thighs again. "He definitely doesn't get that from me."
My pussy was on fire!!
"Is that so?" I asked.
I watched as his eyes slowly moved up my legs, lingering on my chest and then looking at my face.
"When it comes to women," He whispered as a hand gently landed on my thigh, "I am very, very dominant."
The fire behind his eyes was making me desperate. I was ready to pounce on him, even with Minjoon in the other room. If I knew that he had been wanking over my nudes for weeks then I would've, but at the time I thought he might have just been being a little inappropriate.
"Well, erm," I stuttered and tried to control myself, "Maybe you can give Minjoon some tips."
We both heard Minjoon walking back towards the room, and my instant reaction was to move, but Kim Shik tightened his grip on my thigh long enough to make me realise he was risking getting caught.
When he did let go and I stood up, I immediately missed his touch.
That was the first night I made myself cum at the thought of my boyfriend's dad.
After that Kim Shik's touches on my body happened more often. A little touch of my arm here, a small squeeze of my leg there. Nothing too much, but enough to make me fall more and more under his spell.
All of this was without Minjoon noticing anything, and if he did, he never said.
In the sunshine
Kim Shik had spent a day getting their inflatable pool up. It was huge!! Taking up nearly all of their garden, he also bought a few deck chairs to be placed around it.
I was around there the day after it was up.
"I'm going to have a BBQ tomorrow," Kim Shik said while Minjoon and I were on the sofa, "If you wanted to come?"
I looked at Minjoon, who smiled at me, and then I looked back at Kim Shik.
"I'd love to!" I answered.
After a little while I went into the kitchen to get a drink, I was alone for a minute when I felt a dominant presence with me. When I turned, I saw Kim Shik stood on the other side of the kitchen.
"It's supposed to be a very hot one tomorrow," He told me and slowly walked closer, "So, dress accordingly."
As he walked over, I found myself backing into the kitchen counter, and my ass pressed against it until he was stood inches from my body.
"I... I can do that." I whispered and felt my breathing turn heavy.
He kept staring down at me. His body towered over mine, and I felt... weak. This was the first time I thought he was actually going to do something. God, I wish he did.
As he leaned down, I thought he was about to kiss me, but his head went past mine and his lips moved close to my ear.
"I think a bikini would be the best thing for you to wear." He whispered.
I let out a loud gasp as he moved back and looked into my eyes. I bit my thick, bottom lip and nodded at him.
When he walked out my thong was drenched!! So, I grabbed Minjoon and dragged him upstairs. We didn't even close his door as I laid down and pulled him on top of me.
Minjoon pulled out his five inch cock and grabbed a condom. As I spread my legs around him, Minjoon gently pushed his dick inside of me.
"Oooh god," I moaned, "Faster."
Like always, Minjoon was making love to me rather than fucking me. It wasn't bad, but I wanted to be fucked... hard!!
I even wrapped my legs around him to try and urge him to go deeper and harder, but he didn't catch on.
"Wait, roll over. I'll go on top." I told him.
At least on top I could control the pace.
As I straddled my boyfriend and took hold of his condom covered cock, I lined it up with my drenched pussy and lifted my head.
My entire body froze when I saw Kim Shik stood at the gap in the door, staring at me with a straight face. I was close to shouting and stopping... when he nodded at me.
This was a lot more intense than thinking about Minjoon wanking over my photos. This was actually being watched while having sex... by my boyfriend's father.
My eyes stayed locked on Kim Shik, not thinking that all Minjoon had to do was look up to see him as I started to slide down my boyfriend's cock.
"Ooooh god!" I moaned as took Minjoon balls deep inside of me.
"Tzuyu..." Minjoon gasped.
"Shh!" I panted and shoved a hand over his mouth.
My eyes were locked on Kim Shik's as I grinded myself on his son's cock. My pussy was fucking drenched and leaking onto Minjoon's dick as I moved faster and faster.
"Oh fuck... fuck... fucking hell." I moaned.
Minjoon may not fuck me like a man, but at least he had a good sized cock that I could ride.
Kim Shik nodded and smiled at me, and knowing he was happy made me even more excited.
"Oh god! Fuck me!! Oooh, fuck yes!" I moaned.
He mouthed "show me your tits". I grabbed at my top and tried to yank it down, but it got stuck. I kept pulling it and pulling it, but whatever it was stuck on would not let me get my tits out! Fuck, I wanted him to see my tits!! Since I didn't know that he had already seen them, it suddenly became an obsession that I wanted Kim Shik to see me naked!
"It's okay." Kim Shik mouthed at me, and I stopped trying to flash him.
Instead, I planted both hands onto Minjoon's chest, and I started to bounce on his cock. My skin slapped against his as I rode him harder and harder.
"Oh god! Yes! Ooh fuck yes! Fuck me!" I moaned.
"Tzuyuuuu!!" Minjoon grunted, and I knew he was cumming, once again way before I was even close.
Kim Shik actually had to stifle a laugh when he realised it. I stared at Kim Shik, annoyed that my boyfriend disappointed me once again.
"Oh my god, that was amazing." Minjoon panted.
I looked down at him in anger, and then I looked up and saw that Kim Shik was gone.
"Did you cum?" Minjoon asked.
"Erm, yeah." I lied and climbed off of him.
--
I was getting ready to head over to Minjoon's house for a day of sunbathing. Since having Kim Shik watch me having sex with his son, I felt obsessed with him.
At first I put on a full face of make up, then I straightened my long black hair and finally I put on my skimpiest, pink bikini. The bottoms were more of a thong that disappeared between my ass cheeks.
When I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but think how hot I looked. Fuck it. I took a photo on my phone and pulled up Kim Shik's contact.
My heart was pounding as I sent it to him with the question
Tzuyu: Is this thong okay?
He replied back in an instant.
Kim Shik: Perfect. See you soon.
My legs turned to jelly. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was practically having an affair with my boyfriend's dad! At the time I thought that was bad enough, never mind where it led to.
I threw a frilly summer dress over my bikini and drove over to Minjoon's house. He met me at the door with a kiss and led me to the garden.
As I stepped outside, I had to hide my excitement when I saw Kim Shik. He was wearing blue swimming shorts and nothing else. It was the first time I saw him topless, and I was amazed at his body! I couldn't believe he was Minjoon's dad!
Kim Shik's body was extremely toned, with bulging muscles. He truly was a man! I never thought about it before, but maybe my dad running out on me and my mum when I was young gave me daddy issues? That didn't matter though because I was drenched just looking at him.
"Tzuyu!" Kim Shik called out when he saw me, "Hope you're ready for some sun and a lot of food!"
He strode over and pulled me in for a hug, and I almost melted! My perky tits squished against his firm chest, and I let this giant man grip me hard. God... I wish Minjoon would grab me like that.
"Yeah, thank you." I replied when he let me go.
When I turned around, Minjoon was down to his swimming shorts. He looked completely different to his dad. Minjoon was skinny, pale and hairless, which was something I never really cared about before his dad.
Kim Shik went over to the BBQ, and Minjoon walked up to me, and I took this as my cue to remove my dress. I threw it off, and when I looked up, Minjoon's eyes were wide open.
"Erm, Tzuyu," He whispered and leaned in close, "is that not a little revealing?"
I looked down at my flat stomach, my tits that were being pushed up by the bikini, and also the very little material that covered my pussy.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Minjoon looked at his dad then back at me.
"It's just..." He stuttered, and I gave him a doe eyes, a confused look. "Nothing, it's fine."
I smiled, but God, Minjoon didn't have a dominant bone in his body. As I walked over to one of the sun loungers, I flicked my head back and saw Kim Shik watching me, specifically my shapely, firm bum. I felt a twitch between my legs before I laid down.
I put on my sunglasses so Minjoon couldn't see me watching his dad, who was constantly looking over at me.
When he was watching, I would stretch my arms into the air and arch my back, as if putting on a show for him. I would hear the occasional disapproving sigh from Minjoon and a few dirty looks, but he never said anything.
After half an hour of teasing Kim Shik with my body, he came over with a hotdog.
"Hungry?" He asked and held it out to me.
"Starving," I told him and took it. Our fingers met, and I felt electricity course through my body. "And I do love a sausage."
Kim Shik smirked as I took it.
He had covered it in mayonnaise, which was a surprise at first, until I took a bite and a dollop fell off and landed right in the middle of my chest. I looked down then back up at him.
"Woops." I said in an innocent, girly tone.
With Kim Shik watching, I used a finger to scoop up the white liquid, and it spread around my chest as I brought the finger to my mouth. I slowly wrapped my thick lips around it and sucked it clean.
"Tzuyu?" Minjoon whispered from the side.
With my lips still sucking on my finger, I turned to look at him.
"Sorry," I told him, "Didn't want to get all sticky."
"No harm done," Kim Shik said. "Right, son?"
"Erm, yeah." Minjoon awkwardly replied.
I scooped up the last of the mayonnaise and licked it from my finger before going back to the hot dog.
A little while passed after that, but I knew I needed to do something to get more of Kim Shik's attention.
Which is when an idea came to me. A sat up and reached back to untie the string that held up my bikini top. As it came undone the bra section sunk, but I caught it just in time before my nipples popped out.
Minjoon hadn't noticed, so I pulled the bikini top as far down as possible without my nipples being out, and then I laid back down.
It was five minutes past when Minjoon finally noticed.
"Tzuyu," He said, "You're... your top..."
I looked over to him, Kim Shik had walked over at this stage and was stood a few steps away.
"I just wanted to get as little tan lines as possible." I said to him calmly.
"But you're... you're..." Minjoon stuttered and couldn't find the words.
"Leave the girl be," Kim Shik told him. "She's not hurting anyone, is she?"
Minjoon was caught off guard by that.
"Yeah, Minjoon," I told him. "It's not like I'm flashing my tits."
"What?!" Minjoon choked when he heard me say that, but Kim Shik laughed.
"My nipples are still covered," I told him. "Don't be such a baby."
Before he could say anything, I laid back down, knowing full well that my nipples were a fraction of an inch from being exposed.
Kim Shik would stare at me, and Minjoon would inspect my top to make sure I was covered up. After a while I wanted to give Kim Shik a better show.
I sat up, holding onto my bikini top to stop from flashing and then turned around to get onto my knees. I made a show of bending over and sticking my arse into the air as I moved down onto my stomach. I knew that the thong was pressed tightly against my arsehole as I laid down.
"Tzuyu, what's gotten into you?" Minjoon whispered.
I thought, your dad's cock soon, hopefully.
"Nothing," I told him. "You're the one that seems to have a problem."
"You're just half naked with my dad here." Minjoon whispered.
It was the first time he had ever had any dominant tone to me.
"Aww, are you jealous that your dad is looking at me?" I asked and felt my heart beat even faster.
Minjoon went quiet, and when I looked at him, his face was bright red.
"Oh my god, you are," I laughed. "You're jealous that your dad is looking at my body."
I don't know why, but saying that to Minjoon made my pussy gush in my bikini.
"Shut up." Minjoon whispered weakly.
"He is hot," I said to him. "All those muscles and hair. There's nothing wrong with him looking at a hot sexy idol rightโ
"Tzuyu!" Minjoon panted out.
"Oh, come on," I told him. "You have that much of a problem with your dad checking me out?"
"I just... it's weird." Minjoon replied.
"Do you think he gets hard over me?" I asked, finding some sick thrill over saying this to my boyfriend.
"Oh my god!" Minjoon gasped.
"I bet he does," I said to him. "I bet looking at me makes his cock very, very hard."
"Stop it." He whispered, but then I noticed a flinch in his shorts.
He was actually getting hard over this!!! I couldn't believe it!
"I bet he'd fuck me properly." I sighed. A girl could dream.
Minjoon didn't reply to that, but he did have to rearrange his cock in his shorts. Yep, my boyfriend was hard!
I didn't push it any further than that on this day. I knew I was walking on a very thin line. As exciting as it was, I knew I would be back.
--
Well, it was three days later when I was back in their garden in another skimpy bikini. After an hour of teasing Kim Shik with my body and Minjoon not being brave enough to say anything, I sat up.
"I'm gonna go for a swim," I said, and I noticed Minjoon move as if to come with me. "Kim Shik, want to join me?"
"Definitely!" Kim Shik shouted.
I noticed Minjoon was about to speak and most likely join us.
"Babe, will you make me an ice coffee?" I asked, knowing it would take him a while, meaning more time alone with his dad in the pool.
"Erm, sure." He replied and walked inside.
I got in the pool first, and Kim Shik quickly joined. The bottom of my hair got wet, and I was swimming just a foot away from Kim Shik. With the water shining from his body, it made him look even hotter.
"You know what you're doing, don't you." Kim Shik whispered to me.
"Oh, and what is that?" I asked with a coy grin on my face.
He swam closer to me, and my foot accidentally grazed his firm thigh. There I was with a man old enough to be my dad, and all I could think about was his cock.
"You're acting like a slut because you want your boyfriend's dad to fuck you." He growled at me.
Fuuuckk!! I loved how he just came out and said it! No beating around the bush, no being too afraid to say what he was thinking. Just straight to the point.
"And you're the one eye fucking his son's half naked girlfriend." I replied and felt my pussy quiver.
Suddenly he lunged forward, and his big, strong arms wrapped around my thin body. I instinctively wrapped my toned legs around his waist and grabbed onto his shoulders to hold myself up. As I did, my crotch pressed against his, and I felt his hard as steel cock.
"Oooh!" I gasped. He felt fucking huge!!
As my body was latched onto his, I started to pant, and then he leaned so his mouth was next to my ear.
"I found Minjoon's folder with all of your nudes," He whispered to me. "I've been eye fucking your naked body for a long time."
My nails dug into his steel shoulder, and I moaned. He had seen me completely naked in many, many positions! I knew this beautiful, older man had been cumming over me! And I loved it!
"You... you've seen them?" I moaned as I grabbed onto him.
I didn't realise it, but I instinctively rubbed my pussy against his hard cock. Just two thin parts of material blocked them.
"I've seen everything," He whispered into my ear as he held me firmer against his body. "I didn't think my son's sweet girlfriend was such a slut."
"Oh fuck." I moaned in his ear.
I was dragging my pussy up and down his cock, practically humping him like a dog in this pool.
"He doesn't fuck you as good as you want, does he?" Kim Shik growled in my ear. "I could tell by the way you were riding him while looking at me, you need a real man to fuck you like a filthy whore."
My clit was throbbing as I was grinding it against his cock. I never thought I would be this girl, but I was so fucking horny!
"I bet your cunt would feel so tight wrapped around my cock." He whispered.
"Fuck!!" I moaned.
I kept grinding my clit against his cock, harder and harder, humping him in that pool without a care in the world as my orgasm started to grow.
Then he took a handful of my hair and pulled it back. Not enough to properly hurt, but enough to show me that he was in control.
"Are you seriously trying to cum right now?" He grunted at me and held me slightly apart from him.
"Y...." I groaned when suddenly...
"What's going on?" Minjoon's nervous voice broke as he spoke.
My eyes shot wide open as I looked past Kim Shik and at my boyfriend. Kim Shik had quickly let go of my hair, and I wondered if Minjoon had seen it. No matter what, this looked dodgy.
But Kim Shik ever so calmly turned his head.
"She can't reach the bottom, so I'm just holding her up." He told her as though nothing was wrong.
Minjoon looked incredibly uncomfortable, and I could still feel Kim Shik's cock twitching in his shorts against me.
"M-Tzuyu," Minjoon stuttered with the ice coffee in his hands, "Are you... okay?"
My legs were still wrapped around my boyfriend's dad with his hard cock pressed against me while I looked at my boyfriend.
"Yes," I told him, "Just needed some extra support."
"Is this not a little inappropriate?" Minjoon asked.
He was stood perfectly still, but I saw the bulge in his swimming shorts.
"He's just holding me up," I told him. "Don't make this weird."
"Yeah Minjoon," Kim Shik told him, "I'm just helping your girlfriend out."
Minjoon was blushing as he looked at us.
"You can put the ice coffee by my seat." I told him.
Just leave, I thought, let me carry on having my fun.
"Oh, okay." Minjoon replied.
I was half shocked by how weak Minjoon was acting. I had my legs and arms wrapped around a man, and he wasn't fighting for me. But when he turned and went to sit down on the sunbeds, I was grateful.
I kept looking at Minjoon, who was watching me, and from where he was sat he could only see our heads and nothing else, which is when I heard Kim Shik whisper.
"Grab my cock," He said to me. "Now."
I looked at him, bit my bottom lip and nodded.
My right hand left his firm shoulder and moved under the water. My fingertips pressed against his rock hard abs and sunk underneath his swimming shorts, where I found his hard, thick, perfect cock.
"Oh my god!" I whispered when I couldn't even wrap my fingers around his shaft.
Minjoon's was the only cock I had touched before, but it was nothing compared to his dad's! I couldn't believe it. I was gripping my boyfriend's dad's cock while my boyfriend watched, although he had no idea.
My fingers and palm explored his meat like it was a new toy, feeling him all over and getting him to twitch in my hand.
"Bigger than Minjoon?" Kim Shik whispered.
I looked into his dominant eyes and bit my lip again.
"So much bigger." I whispered.
"Stroke it." He ordered.
I loved having a man tell me what to do! Not asking for permission or worrying I would say no, but just claiming me and asserting his dominance.
My fingers wrapped around his cock once more and started to move up and down. He was throbbing in my hand, and he was as hard as steel.
"Good girl," Kim Shik whispered. "Such a slut, stroking my cock."
Even though I was engulfed in water, I was fucking boiling!! My pussy was spasming out of control, and my breathing got heavier and heavier as I stroked Kim Shik's big, hard cock.
"You know you're going to be my whore now, don't you?" Kim Shik whispered.
My hand was moving up and down, rubbing the length of him as I panted.
"Yes." I moaned back.
"You're going to let your boyfriend's dad fuck you," Kim Shik told me. "And I'll fuck you like the slut you are."
"Oh fuck." I moaned.
"What are you two doing?" Minjoon shouted over.
He walked over to the side of the pool, but Kim Shik had his back to Minjoon, so even though the water was clear and see through, he couldn't see that my hand was inside his dad's shorts. Although it must have been strange that my hand wasn't visible.
"I'm just getting to know your girlfriend better." Kim Shik told him and laughed.
"I might join you." Minjoon told us, and I saw him reach for the side of the pool.
"No!" I shouted instinctively, my fingers still gripping his dad's cock, "Erm, we need some towels for when we get out."
Kim Shik laughed at my terrible excuse.
"Yeah," Kim Shik joined in though, "Go upstairs and get three towels from the bathroom."
"I don't think we need them," Minjoon said with a concerned tone. "We can just dry in the sun."
"Minjoon!" I shouted. "Just do as your dad tells you!"
He was shocked by me shouting at him, although he didn't say anything and just walked into the house.
"You're such a bitch." Kim Shik told me.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, now alone as I looked into Kim Shik's eyes. "And what are you gonna do about it?"
He took a handful of my hair again and yanked it back, and I let out moan of pleasure and pain.
"Whatever the fuck I want." He growled.
He gripped my head and pulled it towards him, which is when his lips aggressively pressed against mine. I melted into the kiss! My fingers grasped harder on his cock and went back to stroking him as he kissed me.
My tits pressed against his chest, and Kim Shik shoved his tongue into my mouth.
"Mmmm ooohh!" I moaned as I made out with my boyfriend's dad.
I was cheating, but I couldn't care less! This is what I needed! I needed a man who would just take what he wanted.
His tongue explored my mouth as our tongues wrestled against each other. When I heard Kim Shik grunting into my mouth and his cock twitch in my hand, I let out my own moan.
Kim Shik let go of my hand and moved down to grab my ass cheeks. Feeling his fingers dig into my flesh made me let out another loud moan.
"Oh fuck... Kim Shik..." I moaned as he grabbed me, and I stroked him.
"Oh no," Kim Shik growled, "I'm your Daddy now."
"Fuuuckk!" I moaned. "Yes, Daddy!"
For a while we were both just panting and looking at each other as he felt my body and I worked his cock.
"Tzuyu!" Minjoon's voice shouted, and I looked past his dad and at my boyfriend.
"What?!" I shouted back without thinking.
He looked scared by me shouting at him, and how he didn't notice what was going on I had no idea.
"I... I got the towels." He told me.
I was ready to just let everything out, but then Kim Shik let go and pushed me away.
"Good," He said and left me in the middle of the pool, "Thanks son."
Kim Shik climbed out of the pool, and his body was like a superhero's, dripping in water and so fucking hot! He had no care about hiding the giant hard cock underneath his swim shorts. Minjoon glanced at it and went bright red but didn't say anything.
I climbed out after him and grabbed a towel from Minjoon.
"Thanks babe." I said and kissed his cheek before wrapping the towel around me.
"What were you two doing in there?" Minjoon whispered to me.
"Just hanging out." I replied.
"It looked like... I don't know." Minjoon whispered.
"Don't worry." I told him and walked off.
I laid back on the sunbed and drank the ice coffee that Minjoon made me while Kim Shik cleaned the BBQ. Another thirty minutes went by when I stood up and went to get myself a drink of water.
I was alone in the kitchen for a few seconds when a strong, firm hand grabbed my arse cheeks from behind. I knew it was Kim Shik.
He pressed his firm, half naked body against my back and pushed me against the kitchen counter.
"You better not think that I'm done with you." He growled into my ear from behind.
I looked forward out the window, and I could see Minjoon sat in the sun as his own dad pressed his hard cock against my ass.
"I pray to god that you're not done." I told him.
I felt so slutty and so free!
SPANK!
"Oooh!" I moaned as his palm crashed against my bare arse. God I never knew how much I loved getting spanked.
"Fucking whore," Kim Shik whispered. He grabbed me and spun me around, and then suddenly he grabbed my bikini top and yanked it off so my perky, soft tits bounced free. He was finally seeing them in person. "Even better than the pictures," he remarked.
His hands grabbed them firmly, and his fingers pulled on my nipples.
"Oooooh fuck!" I moaned. "I'm so glad you saw my pictures!"
Kim Shik slapped my tits, and I let out a yelp and a moan. Then he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to the floor. I was on my knees, and when I looked up, Kim Shik was grabbing his swimming shorts. With a quick yank they were down by his ankles, and his big, majestic cock sprung free.
"Oh my fucking god!" I gasped! It was so much bigger than I expected.
"Let's see what slutty mouth feels like." He told me.
I actually gulped as I looked at his massive cock.
I sat up on my knees and gripped onto his cock with my right hand. I looked up at him one last time before licking my lips and staring at his cock again. My head moved forward, and I felt the warmth of his meat fill my mouth.
My lips closed and wrapped around his shaft, although I could barely fit him inside.
"Mmmm!" I moaned as I tasted a real man's cock filling my mouth!
It was godly! He throbbed in my mouth, and when I ran the base of my tongue along his head, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven!
What I didn't know was that it had been years since Kim Shik had received a blowjob, and feeling my young, hot mouth around his cock unlocked that animalistic side that he had hidden since his wife died.
I had barely started licking his head when he grabbed onto my hair. I looked up just as he pulled me down and forced his cock down my throat, deeper than Minjoon's was able to go, even if he tried to.
"Glllg!" I gagged on a cock for the first time in my life.
"That's it, slut," Kim Shik grunted. God, he had missed having a woman as a sex toy. "Take this fucking cock."
He shoved my head back and then down again.
"Gllg!" I gagged, "Gllg... gllg... gllg.. gllgg!"
Up and down he forced my mouth to take his cock over and over again! It was fucking amazing!!! This was what I had always wanted!!
He gripped onto my black hair, almost threatening to pull it out as he ruthlessly fucked my throat with his monster cock.
In a matter of seconds, spit started to drool down my chin and against my tits before dropping to the ground.
I was constantly gagging and moaning around his dick as he just took me.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Kim Shik moaned. He had forgotten how good a hot mouth felt. "Take it, you fucking whore!!"
My boyfriend was just outside, completely unaware that his own father was ruthlessly fucking his girlfriend's mouth like it was a flesh light.
Then, Kim Shik pulled my head down harder than ever. I felt his head hit my throat, and it tried to stop, but he kept pulling me.
"Swallow!" He grunted.
I just obeyed and swallowed, which allowed my throat to open, and another inch of his cock sunk down.
"GLLLLLLGGGGGG!!" I let out one long, loud gag as my throat gripped around his cock.
A constant stream of spit was pouring down my chin. My eyes were bulged and bloodshot as tears streamed down my cheeks.
Kim Shik held me down like that, air completely cut off as he filled my throat. I looked up at him with my tear filled eyes. I tried to breathe, but that would just make me gag around his cock and make my cheeks cave in.
"Keep holding it!" He growled.
My face started to turn red as I ran out of oxygen. I tried to instinctively pull back, but he tightened his grip and held me down.
Somehow, not even his entire cock was down my throat! There was still an inch or two left!!
"Gllllgggg!" I gagged and moaned as my lungs emptied.
I kept trying to pull back, but he wouldn't let up.
In my state of panic my hands slapped at his thighs, and finally Kim Shik let go of me. My head pulled back, and I felt every inch of his cock slide out of my throat. When his head pulled back a gallon of spit poured down my chin, and I gasped for air.
"Oh my god.... Ahhh." I panted.
My lungs were burning, and I was struggling to catch my breath. My face felt wet with tears and spit.
"Was that too rough?" Kim Shik asked me, and from his tone I could tell he was genuinely concerned.
After years of taming down his dominant sexual animal only to release it on a young girl, now Kim Shik was worried he took it too far.
I ran the back of my hand across my spit covered mouth and chin and looked up at him.
"Not at all... Daddy." I panted.
The smile on his face when I said that could've made me cum. I didn't wait for him to force his cock back into my mouth because I lunged for it.
"Mmmmm!" I moaned as I sloppily bobbed up and down like some porn star.
I slurped, spat, licked and sucked his cock like some cheap whore.
My right hand pulled my bikini bottoms to one side, and I sunk two fingers deep into my drenched pussy.
"Mmmmm!!" I moaned as I sucked his dick and fingered myself on the floor.
My mouth worked his cock like my life depended on it while I finger fucked myself for him. I loved fingering myself, but I was furiously plunging my fingers in and out on the kitchen floor.
"You fucking whore!" Kim Shik moaned. "Fuck!"
"Mmmmm!!" I kept moaning.
I pulled back to spit on his cock and then wrapped my lips around his meat again. I felt drenched in my own spit as it leaked down my chin and onto my tits in thick, white strands.
Kim Shik started to moan louder and louder, and his cock throbbed in my mouth. I was sure he was on the brink of cumming when he grabbed my head and pushed me back so hard I fell.
"Not yet," He grunted and pulled his shorts up, taking away my new favourite toy. "Get your ass back outside."
He went first, leaving me panting on the floor and covered in spit. I wanted to just finger myself to an orgasm right there, but I was going to follow every one of his orders.
I used the sink to wash my face and fingers before putting my bikini back into place and headed outside.
"Where have you been?" Minjoon asked me when I returned.
"Just the bathroom," I told him, and Kim Shik flashed me a wink. God, I wanted him. "You okay?"
"You and dad are acting weird." Minjoon grumbled.
"Don't worry about it." I told him and laid down.
I wish I could tell you that I felt guilty for the fact that I had just cheated on my boyfriend with his own dad. But I didn't. All I wanted was to have his dad fuck me.
Not long later, Kim Shik was lying down on a sunbed when he looked up.
"Tzuyu, will you put some sunscreen on me?" He shouted over.
"Dad!" Minjoon shouted. "That's not okay."
"Don't be so silly," I told Minjoon. "Of course I'll help."
Minjoon sighed as I walked over to his dad who laid on his stomach. I smirked to myself as I straddled his back, knowing full well that he could feel my hot, wet pussy against his back.
I poured the sunscreen onto Kim Shik's firm, hairy back and started to rub it in. Occasionally when I looked over, I could see how unhappy Minjoon was. I don't know why, but that turned me on more!
My small, soft hands ran all over Kim Shik's back, rubbing in the sunscreen and practically massaging this amazing man.
I pressed them into his shoulder blades, then his sides, feeling every inch of his back.
"Think you're ready for your front." I told him.
Kim Shik began to turn onto his back when Minjoon argued.
"No!" He shouted. "Dad, you can do that yourself."
"Minjoon, don't be such a baby." I told him, and he immediately backed down.
Now, I was straddled onto Kim Shik, and I could feel his hard cock pressed against my pussy with just our swimming costumes in the way. I was smiling at Kim Shik as I poured sunscreen onto his hairy chest.
My hand pressed onto him and began to spread it around. His muscles were so firm, I was heating up and completely forgot that my boyfriend was right there.
When my hands rubbed against his abs, my pussy twitched. Before I knew it, I was gently grinding myself against his hard cock.
Then, Kim Shik's hands landed on my smooth, firm thighs as I gently rocked back and forth.
"What is going on here?" Minjoon asked in a weak, pathetic tone.
"Be quiet." I panted.
I was rubbing his hairy chest. The sunscreen was well rubbed in now, but I wasn't stopping. I wanted Kim Shik, and he wanted me.
My pussy pressed down harder onto his throbbing cock as I stroked his entire length with it.
"Oh god." I panted.
"Tzuyu!" Minjoon gasped, but there was no hiding what was going on now.
"Minjoon!" Kim Shik shouted. "Shut up!"
Kim Shik gripped my thighs and started to push and pull me, stroking his cock with my body as I panted and my breathing got heavier.
"But... but..." Minjoon whispered.
He was sat there, watching his hot girlfriend grinding her pussy on his dad's hard cock, and he couldn't stop it.
He could just see my firm ass clench and relax as I pressed my clit harder against his dad.
"She's my girlfriend." Minjoon whispered weakly.
Kim Shik's firm grip pushed me further down his waist. Before I knew it, he grabbed his swimming shorts, pulled them down and his big, hard cock bounced free.
"Dad!" Minjoon shouted.
"Oh god!" I moaned. "I need it!"
My sunscreen covered hands grabbed his cock. Both of them wrapped around his meat and worked it up and down as he throbbed in my palms.
"Tzuyu... stop... please..." Minjoon pleaded.
I looked down at Kim Shik's glistening cock as both of my hands stroked him up and down.
"I'm sorry, Minjoon," I whispered but didn't stop looking at his dad's cock. "But I need a real man... and a real cock."
"What?" Minjoon whispered.
He was watching his girlfriend wanking his dad's cock, and he wasn't even stopping it.
"Show him what you were just doing in the kitchen." Kim Shik told me.
I knew it was humiliating Minjoon, but I didn't care. I was Kim Shik's to control.
With a flick of my head my black hair went backwards. Both of my hands held his cock upright, and I let a string of spit fall from my lips and land on his head.
"Tzuyu... don't." Minjoon whispered.
I didn't look or speak to him. I was sat up and bent my body over and wrapped my lips around Kim Shik's thick, hard cock.
"Ooohhh, good slut!" Kim Shik moaned.
"Mmmm!" I moaned as I did my best to suck his cock at this awkward angle.
My warm, wet tongue swirled around his thick head as my lips moved up and down his shaft. My hands kept stroking the parts that my mouth couldn't reach.
"That's it," Kim Shik grunted. "Show my son how a slut sucks a real cock."
"Mmmm!" I moaned again.
Minjoon was silent as he watched me taking his dad. For five minutes I serviced his cock until he grabbed me and pulled me up.
Once again, I was straddling Kim Shik with just my bikini blocking his cock to my pussy that pressed down on him.
Kim Shik grabbed my bikini top and yanked it free, so my big tits were free.
"Dad..." Minjoon whispered.
"I'm.... sorry..." I moaned as his dad was grabbing my body all over.
My tits pressed against Kim Shik's chest as I leaned down to kiss him. My tongue was inside Kim Shik's mouth, running against his own as he grabbed my back and then moved down to grab my arse cheeks.
"Mmm! Mmmm! Daddy!" I moaned into his mouth.
"Tzuyu..." Minjoon whispered again.
I was grinding up and down Kim Shik's bare cock as we made out, and he grabbed and spanked my arse.
I was moaning and panting into Kim Shik's mouth, but god, I was desperate for him.
"Right," Kim Shik said and spanked me again. "Let's go upstairs."
"What?" Minjoon asked.
Kim Shik threw me off him, and we both stood up. Minjoon stood up as if he was going to put his foot down until we all noticed the tent in his trousers! I couldn't stop myself from bursting into laughter.
"Jesus Christ, Minjoon," I laughed. "I don't think I've ever seen you that hard!"
Kim Shik laughed as well, and although Minjoon was bright red, he actually let out a weak moan.
Kim Shik's firm hand slapped and grabbed my arse cheek and pulled me close to his body.
"It's okay, son," Kim Shik said. "You can watch me fuck your girlfriend if you want."
"I'm sorry Minjoon," I told him genuinely. "But I need a real fucking. But yeah, feel free to watch. Maybe you can get some tips."
"He wishes." Kim Shik laughed.
My arms were around Kim Shik as we headed inside, neither of us caring to see if Minjoon was following. It was only when we got into Kim Shik's bedroom did we realise Minjoon was still with us as he closed the door.
"You can sit there," Kim Shik told him and pointed to an arm chair in the corner, and then he looked back at me. "Take off the last of your bikini."
"Yes, Daddy." I replied.
I pulled the string at the side of my bikini bottoms and let them drop to the floor, so both Kim Shik and I were naked. Kim Shik grabbed me, pulled my naked body against his and pushed his tongue into my mouth again.
I wondered what Minjoon was thinking as he watched his small, thin, hot girlfriend making out with his giant, muscular dad.
Kim Shik was grabbing my arse, pulling my cheeks apart, and I reached down to grip his cock and stroke him.
He threw me onto the bed, and I landed on my back. My legs instinctively spread open for him, giving Kim Shik his first look at my smooth, tight pussy.
As Kim Shik knelt onto the bed between my legs, he looked up at me.
"It's been a while since I've tasted a delicious pussy." He whispered.
When his tongue first made contact with my throbbing clit, my entire body tensed up and my chest heaved into the air.
"Fuuuck yes!" I moaned.
My fingers grabbed onto his head as his tongue flicked my clit over and over.
"Oh my god!! Minjoon! Minjoon!" I shouted. "It feels so fucking good!!"
Kim Shik was a master of going down on a woman. Every flick of his tongue was perfection! He would suck my smooth lips into his mouth and massage them before sliding the base of his tongue against my clit.
My moaning grew louder and louder until I was a desperate, slutty mess!
"Fuck me!" I shouted. "Oooh fuck, please fuck me!!"
Kim Shik looked up, and his lips were wet with my juices, and he smiled. He started to kiss and lick his way up my firm body. When his lips wrapped around my tits and his teeth bit down on my nipple, I grunted loudly.
His big, swinging cock tapped at my pussy.
"You're not wearing a condom." Minjoon whispered.
Kim Shik thrust his tongue into my mouth, and I wrapped my legs around him. Neither of us cared to answer Minjoon as we made out like two passionate lovers.
The head of Kim Shik's cock teased my desperate hole.
"Please..." I moaned, "Please... put it in me."
Kim Shik licked my neck, and then I felt his teeth bite down hard. I knew he was leaving a love bite to mark me as his slut, and I loved it!
"Just... don't cum inside her." Minjoon whispered. Once again, we ignored him.
As soon as I felt his head pushing past my wet folds, I could tell how much thicker he was than my boyfriend. It felt like I was losing my virginity again.
"Ooooohhh!" I gasped for air as my pussy stretched around Kim Shik's cock, and he delved inside of me.
He felt so unnaturally big that my pussy literally gripped around his shaft as inch after inch went deeper and deeper.
"Da... Daadddy." I moaned.
When I felt his body press against mine and I knew he was balls deep inside of me, I gasped for breath. I knew I could never go back to Minjoon's dick and feel any sort of satisfaction. Kim Shik had changed me and my pussy. This was what sex was supposed to feel like.
I gripped onto his back, and my nails dug into his skin as my legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
"FUUUCKKING HELL!!" I shouted. "YOU'RE SO FUCKING BIG!!"
Kim Shik's hips pulled back and thrusted deep into me again, forcing the air from my lungs as I gasped.
"Such a tight cunt," Kim Shik grunted. "Has Minjoon even been inside you before?"
"He... might as well... not have." I gasped through heavy breaths.
Minjoon was gasping and moaning in the corner, but I didn't care. All that mattered was Kim Shik's big cock.
Kim Shik was doing long, slow thrusts. I knew he was trying to build up my pussy to take him, but I needed him now!! My hands moved down his back, and my nails dug into his firm arse cheeks.
"FUCK ME!!" I shouted and actually slapped his arse. "Fuck me now!"
"You asked for it, fucking whore." Kim Shik grunted.
"Dad..." Minjoon gasped.
But then Kim Shik pulled out his entire cock and shoved it deep inside of me.
"Yeeess!" I grunted.
I grabbed onto Kim Shik for dear life as he started to pound into my body like a rabid animal! My nails clawed at his back. I knew it was hurting him, but that just made him fuck me harder.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me!" I shouted.
He shoved his tongue into my mouth and aggressively made out with me as he battered my cunt.
"Mmm! Mmmm! I moaned into our sloppy kiss.
I wanted to be a whore for Kim Shik, the best whore he could imagine! He had given me exactly what I wanted.
I grabbed his head and pushed him back slightly.
"Spit in my mouth." I moaned and heard Minjoon gasp. He had no idea what a depraved slut his girlfriend was.
"You filthy slut." Kim Shik laughed.
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue just in time for Kim Shik to spit directly into it. I gulped down his spit.
"Mmm, thank you, Daddy." I moaned.
He was driving his thick, long cock in and out of my pussy. With every thrust I was being forced into the bed. I was moaning like a fucking whore and loving every second of it!
"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh fuck, Daddy yess!!" I screamed as my pussy gripped around his cock. I was about to cum from sex for the first time in my life. "FUUCKK DADDY, I'M CUMMING!!!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs so hard it hurt my throat as my cunt gushed around his big, thick, hard cock.
"Keep cumming, you whore!!" Kim Shik roared.
His fingers gripped around my throat and held me down onto the bed as he fucked me through the biggest orgasm of my life.
"YEEESS DADDY!!" I moaned through his choking.
My legs went limp and flopped to the sides as Kim Shik's throbbing cock battered my ruined pussy.
"Turn around, whore." He grunted.
As soon as his cock left my aching cunt, I missed it. Then he grabbed my hips and forced me onto my hands and knees. He purposefully had me facing Minjoon, so I could look him in the eye as his own father destroyed my tight hole.
Kim Shik slapped my ass so hard I knew it would leave a mark, and then he grabbed my hips and forced his entire cock, balls deep inside of me.
"Ooooh fuck!" I moaned as my insides got rearranged by Kim Shik. "He's so big!" I moaned and looked into Minjoon's eyes.
He looked a mixture of excitement and sadness seeing his sweet, innocent girlfriend turn into a desperate whore in front of him. But the tent in his shorts made me know that he was enjoying it.
My head hung down as Kim Shik hammered in and out of me. His body slapped against mine every time, and my firm ass bounced against him.
Then Kim Shik grabbed my hair and yanked my head up.
"Tell Minjoon how you like it?" Kim Shik growled at me and made me look at his son and my boyfriend.
"I looove it!" I moaned. "Oooh Minjoon, he's so much... so much bigger than you! So much better!"
Minjoon's small, smooth chest was heaving up and down as he watched his girlfriend get ruined before his eyes.
Another sick thought came to my head. Apparently I liked humiliating my boyfriend, and so did he.
"Come... mmmfff fuck!" I moaned as Kim Shik drilled my cunt. "Come show me that little cock!"
"You sick bitch." Kim Shik laughed and slapped my ass.
Minjoon was hesitant and didn't move.
"Now!" I shouted at him.
Kim Shik eased up on his harsh fucking, so I wasn't bouncing as much while Minjoon walked towards me. He stood at the end of the bed, but he was too nervous to get out his little, thin cock. Fucking pussy.
I grabbed his shorts and yanked them down, revealing his hard cock.
"Fucking hell, Minjoon," Kim Shik laughed.
"I know!" I laughed as well and grabbed Minjoon's cock. Having now felt Kim Shik's meat, Minjoon's felt like nothing. "How did I go so long with this little thing!"
Kim Shik was slowly fucking me, which meant I could feel every inch of his thick cock sliding in and out of me. My pussy was clenching around him, coating his shaft in my juices.
My fingers wrapped around Minjoon's dick easily, and I stroked it.
"Oooohh!" Minjoon moaned and twitched in my hand.
"This is all you deserve," I moaned to him. "You can get my hand while a real cock uses my cunt!"
Kim Shik sped up fucking me, and it made my tits bounce underneath me as my pussy now loosened up and took him with ease.
My right hand was stroking up and down my boyfriend's little cock as he leaked all over it and moaned.
"I'm... ooh fuck, Minjoon!" I moaned. "I can't go back to this... mmm fuucckk! I'm gonna need your dad's cock from now on!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Kim Shik battered my arse cheeks with his hands as he fucked me harder and harder.
"I hope you understand," I moaned. "I... I'll still be your girlfriend... but only your dad can fuck me from now on!"
He was twitching in my hand and moaning louder. Kim Shik was laughing as his body slapped against mine.
I started to bounce back on Kim Shik, stroking his cock with my cunt as I moaned and panted.
"You're... oooh fuck, Daddy!!" I shouted. "You're just... so fucking small!!"
"Oooohh Tzuyu!!" Minjoon squealed as his little cock started to shoot cum all over my face.
"Fucking hell!" Kim Shik laughed. "That was fast!"
Although I was surprised by taking a facial off my pathetic boyfriend, I kept stroking him throughout. It was the least I could do since I was fucking his dad.
Minjoon kept erupting over my face, and it dripped down onto the bed as I stroked his little pecker and used his cum as lube to jerk him faster.
"Sit down, son. You're all done here." Kim Shik told him.
I gave Minjoon's cock that was already going soft a little tap, more of a slap, and laughed. Humiliated, Minjoon went and sat down again in the corner.
Kim Shik grabbed my hair and pulled my head up.
"Right then," Kim Shik grunted, and then he shoved my head down so it pressed against the bed while my arse stayed stuck in the air. "Time to claim this cunt!"
I honestly couldn't believe how fucking hard he was battering my pussy with his cock.
It was like a man possessed, hell bent on ruining my young, tight cunt. His entire body hammered into me. I was making noises I never knew I could. I screamed with pleasure at the top of my lungs.
Before long I felt coated in my own sweat as I became a piece of meat for Kim Shik to fuck.
"Fuuck!" Kim Shik groaned. "Get ready for my cum!!"
My pussy tightened around his thick cock as he slid it in and out.
"No!" Minjoon protested. "Don't cum in her! She's not on the pill!"
SPANK!
Kim Shik pulled my head up slightly by my hair.
"Whore, what do you say?" He asked me.
I managed to turn my head enough to look at Minjoon while I felt Kim Shik's throbbing cock pulsate inside of me. I knew no matter what, I was going to get my unprotected pussy bathed in his seed, but I wanted Minjoon to know that I wanted it.
"Cum inside me!" I moaned, and Minjoon gasped. "Fill my unprotected, teen cunt with your thick, hot cum!"
He fucked me harder and harder, and the sound of my wet pussy being slapped by his cock filled the room as Minjoon whispered to himself, begging his dad not to do it.
"Cum inside me, Daddy!" I moaned. "Please fill your whore with cum! Drain your balls inside me!! Fuuck Daddy, cum inside my fucking cunt!!"
"Fuuuuuucckkkkk!!" Kim Shik roared at the top of his lungs as his cock expanded, stretching me even wider, and then I felt it.
The first time in my life... a stream of hot, baby making cum landed inside my cunt.
"YEEESSS DADDY!!" I screamed as another orgasm was forced through my body.
Kim Shik and I were cumming together as his seed unloaded deep inside of me, heading straight for my womb.
Minjoon just sat there and watched as his dad was breeding me. I could feel Minjoon's cum on my face while his dad unleashed his cum inside my unprotected cunt.
I clenched my cunt around Kim Shik. I wanted to milk every drop of cum from his balls inside of me.
Both of us were panting and gasping for breath as our orgasms slowly died down.
"Oh my god... oh my god..." I panted.
I pulled sweaty strands of hair from my face and looked up at my boyfriend. Kim Shik slapped my ass and pulled out of me.
I remained on my hands and knees while I felt his cum leak out of my cunt and drain down my thighs.
"Son," Kim Shik called out, "Come look at what I've done to your girlfriend."
Like the weak person he was, Minjoon walked behind me. I could feel my pussy spasming as Minjoon observed the gallon of cum leaking from it.
"What if she gets pregnant?" Minjoon whispered.
Another sick thought came to my head.
I rolled onto my back and spread my legs.
Guess you will have to try and stop that." I told him and laughed.
Minjoon looked at me and then his dad, who was also laughing.
"H-how?" Minjoon asked.
"Well," I told him and spread my legs wider as my fingers rolled around my pussy lips and got coated in Kim Shik's cum, "Although he came so much and so deep in me that he probably will get me pregnant, you could try and stop it... by eating my creampied cunt."
"What?!" Minjoon gasped. "No... I can't."
"Mmm come on, baby," I moaned and started to finger my battered, swollen pussy with Kim Shik's cum. "You don't want your dad to get your girlfriend pregnant, do you?"
"N-no..." He whispered.
I fingered myself a little faster, pushing the cum back inside of me while my boyfriend watched.
"Come on, Minjoon," I moaned. "His cum is staying in me... only one way for you to try and stop it."
"Go on, son," Kim Shik laughed and put a hand on Minjoon's back. "See if you can stop your Dad from breeding your girlfriend."
Minjoon looked at me, his dad, and then my pussy.
"You won't cum inside her again?" Minjoon asked.
"No promises." Kim Shik laughed.
My heart beat faster when I saw Minjoon lowering himself. He was actually about to eat my pussy that was filled with his own dad's cum!!
"Mmmm, good boy," I moaned as he got closer. "Get all of that cum out of me. Stop me from getting pregnant by another man."
He was too embarrassed to speak, but his tongue found my battered hole.
"Ooooh Minjoon!" I moaned. "That's it! Eat my creampie!"
To my own surprise, Minjoon ate my pussy with more passion than ever before! I was sure he loved the taste of his own dad's cum. He looked so pathetic, eating all of the cum from me for ten minutes while me and Kim Shik laughed at him.
"Right, that's enough," Kim Shik said. "Tzuyu, I'll let you know the next time you can take my cock."
I stood up and kissed Kim Shik.
"Thanks, Daddy," and then I grabbed Minjoon's hand. "Come on, babe. I'm knackered after that."
Minjoon was either too stunned or ashamed to say anything, but we went back to his room together, where I practically passed out after that fucking.
After Cuckolding
When I woke up, Minjoon was already awake with a blank look on his face.
"Mmm, morning babe," I said. I went to sit up, but between my legs ached. "Damn, your dad really battered me, didn't he?"
"Tzuyu," Minjoon whispered, "How did that happen?"
"What?" I asked. "Me and your dad? Look babe, I need a dominant man to really fuck me properly."
"I can do that." Minjoon told me.
"Oh honey, it's cute that you think that," I said and held his hand, "But you can't. You're just not man enough to do it. But your dad is."
He kept looking at my eyes, and I leaned in and kissed his cheek.
"You're amazing in other ways," I reassured him. "You're a great boyfriend. You're kind, caring and loving. You just can't fuck me how I need to be fucked. It's not serious. It's just sex."
"So... you're going to keep doing it?" He asked.
"Yes," I answered honestly. "I can't go back to... that," I said and pointed at his crotch. "Like I said, you can still be my boyfriend and we will be a happy couple, but I'm going to keep fucking your dad whenever he wants me."
I could see the cogs turning behind his eyes. I wasn't even that surprised that he wasn't objecting. This was just who Minjoon was.
"Tzuyu, what if you get pregnant?" He weakly argued.
"Look, I'm your dad's to use. If he wants to knock me up, then that's up to him," I said. "If you want to keep trying to stop it by eating his cum out of me, then I won't stop you. I'm willing to do that for you."
He looked ashamed and embarrassed that he had actually gone down on me after his dad came inside me.
"Is it true... that I can only have your hand from now on?" He asked me.
"Yeah," I answered. Even if Kim Shik didn't make me, I wouldn't want to have sex with Minjoon again. "After your dad ruined my pussy, now your cock will do nothing for me. But I'll wank you off every now and again."
It was a ridiculous offer, but Minjoon agreed obviously.
For a while Kim Shik and I would only have sex while Minjoon was there to watch. But after a while we couldn't wait for Minjoon. Kim Shik would start texting me to come over where I'd suck his dick, and then he started fucking me without Minjoon there.
Sometimes Minjoon only found out that his dad had fucked me when he ate my pussy and tasted his dad's cum.
I jerked Minjoon's cock at least once a week, normally while degrading him, and he really loved that.
80% of the time Minjoon and I were like a normal, happy couple that were in love. But when his father was there, I was Kim Shik's whore. It might be weird, but it worked for us.
What next?
Which led us to the start of this story. Cum was leaking out of my pussy as I had been riding Kim Shik's cock for nearly an hour, screaming my head off as my cuckold boyfriend listened from downstairs.
I was sweating and panting as I laid next to Kim Shik.
"I fucking love your cock." I moaned.
"Oh, I know," Kim Shik said with a smile. "I think it's time to start with the next plan."
"Really?" I asked and rolled over to look at him.
"Yeah, I already bought it. It's in the cupboard." He told me.
I got up, excited as I pulled out the new toy.
"Do you really think he'd go for it?" I asked as I held the object in my hands.
"He's already eaten god knows how much of my cum from your pussy," Kim Shik said to me. "This won't be hard to get him to agree to."
I tried out the toy, tying the straps to me and then held the thick dildo in my hands. It was my first strap on.
"So, you want to make my cuckold boyfriend into a faggot as well?" I asked and laughed.
"Oh yeah," Kim Shik said. "His cock is pretty useless, but at least his ass could be made to work."
I thought about fucking Minjoon with the strap on, and the idea made my cum filled pussy ready for another round.
In a minute I was bent over as Kim Shik fucked me from behind.
"FUCK ME DADDY!! FUCK YOUR WHORE'S CUNT!!! OOOH FUCK, DADDY, BREED ME AGAIN!!" I screamed, and I knew Minjoon was downstairs, stroking his little cock to the sounds.
