Hello everyone! You can call me Saturn. I’m 21 (a uni student) and new to writing so I would appreciate any feedback! I’m also not an English native, so please ignore (and correct) any mistakes on english spelling, grammar or vocabulary.
This is a 18+ blog, since I’m mostly a smut writer! Minors do not interact! Anyone without a age on their blog (or an age before 18) will be blocked if seen interacting with my account or posts!
I’ll write mostly male reader or gender neutral reader, but always dom!reader. I’ll also mostly write girl groups. Always sub!idol.
I’ll write for individual idols, threesomes, foursomes and everything else! The more the merrier!
At the moment, I’m doing requests so you can send me the filthiest things you can think about (but please check my no’s list before) and I’ll get to write it asap.
You can either dm me or send an ask, which can be anon or not. For anon asks, you can pick a emoji to be your anon name! I’ll eventually make a list of the taken emojis. A masterlist will come when i have enough posts to do so!
I would also like to apologise for this masterpost, I promise i’ll make a better one eventually!
I do a lot of polls, some to decide what idols I’ll use for a idea, some to decide roles for certain characters in stories and some to simply get to know my public better, so make sure to go see if there’s an active one right now so you can vote!
Please note I’m in college so stories wont be written very fast. I try to write on my free time and on weekends, but I still have other tasks to do.
My ultimate groups are Lesserafim, Twice and Aespa.
These are the groups i write for (excluding ofc any minor):
WOW!!! So flat!!! But yet with no shame, unapologetically, and proudly dive face first in the flat ass!!! Sucking on that asshole and tracing every wrinkle on her muscle ring with the tip of my tongue; leaving it puffy and prime for more of a beating!!! As I go from using my tongue to using my dick to spread that ass!!! Combine from the saliva and sweat, that I know must have gather from how hot it looks like, her butthole would easily open up against the pressure applied by the tip of my dick. As I thrust slowly each inch making her feel the length of it and get comfortable with it!! As the others watch how their "tough" rapper member gets broken with a dick up her ass, making her squirt all over the set delaying the production; leaving the other members in heat and in a state of needing a cock up their asses just like how their "tough" rapper had.
As a reward, in front of everyone including her members I grabbed Iroha's hips and as I pull them back into me; I stuck my dick in her tight pink tinted pussy slit, forcing her nice thin pussy lips to spread open as I hit the deepest parts of this tight young shallow pussy of hers. While having her ass bounce of my pelvis and jiggle from the recoil of each bounce. Which just had me going even harder as I slam my dick in & out causing Iroha's pussy to queef as it gapes, plus sending waves up her ass and that caught my eyes as I saw them ripple through her skin. I couldn't help but smack her ass along side of slamming it into me, and from filling up her pussy & smacking her ass; treating her like a fuck doll because she didn't have any control, she griped her fingers in a shape of a fist as she silently moan from a combination of pleasure & pain.
Letting her ass just jiggle from taking the pounding & smacking. Until her young tight sweat filled puckered butthole caught my eyes, and the pink tinted muscle ring had me salivating. As I let my saliva drool all over it, while I pull out and use the tip to spread the saliva around the rim. So using it as lube, I force my cock through her rim, slowly spreading it open pushing every inch of my cock in. Having her feel every inch rub against jer rectum as it passes through. Once my dick was completely inside, I started thrusting without care or remorse. For fun and not letting Iroha get to comfortable, in mid thrust I'll switch; pulling out of her ass leaving it gaping as I thrust in her pussy. Then out of her pussy and in her ass.
That's when Yunah came over teasing Iroha, as I fill her holes with my cock, while she picks up Iroha's head by her chin looking at her in the eyes.
YUNAH : "Look at you!! Our little maknae getting her holes used & abused in front of everybody!!! I could see it!! You loving it!!! Love how your holes getting stretched!!! Tell me, which one do you prefer getting filled, huh? Our little slutty maknae!! Do you love it when he fills your ass stretching your anus? Are you a anal slut? Or do you like your young tight pussy getting broken in???"
After that, Yunah put the mic up to her mouth. It was hard for her to speak but in between my strokes, she took the opportunity to speak!
IROHA : "ALL OF IT!!! I LOVE BEING USED LIKE A ONAHOLE!!!"
YUNAH : "WOW! I didn't know our little maknae was such a slut!!! I wonder are you also interested in tasting some pussy!! Cause I know some girls who need some relieving!! Oh! Wait!! It looks like he's about to cum, come give her a facial!!"
I was surprise Yunah knew I was at my limit, but I listened and stepped around putting my dick in Iroha's eye sight. Without even telling her she got on her knees.
ME : "Look at you!! Such a natural!! Already know what to do!!! Are you excited for this dick!! Look at it!! All of this was inside you now you going to have it your mouth!!! Tasting your self!!!"
Iroha open her mouth with an "aaaahhh" and tongue out, as I shoved my dick in her mouth having her gag on it while hitting the back of her throat. Making her cover it with saliva, as I pulled out she slurped up the saliva; while licking my dick from underneath the base to all the way to the tip. Before my tip left her mouth, she jump back on my cock as if she didn't want it to leave her mouth. Having her head move up & down with her tongue wrapped around my dick, which had me coming deep in her throat!
Notes: This is my first smut! Please tell me any feedback or advice you may have, I’d really appreciate it. This was a request by @avenger7567, so I hope you like it! If you liked reading this, please like, comment, reblog or follow to help a small writer!
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You and Hanni were high school sweethearts. Met when the history teacher paired you two to research about the 80’s. That means you know your wife better than she knows herself.
So, it’s no surprise to you when you see Hanni squeezing her thighs when talking to you, since you also know she’s supposed to be ovulating during the next few days.
Hanni’s face immediately gets red when she sees you walk in the kitchen after a long day of work. She presses her legs together. She smoothes out her baby blue apron. She’s apparently now very focused on cooking dinner.
“Hi love. How are you?” You asked, wrapping your arms around her waist and squeezing with faux-innocence. “Hm… Hi… I’m good…” She stuttered, her voice small.
“Oh, that’s great, love… What did you do while I was working?” You asked, like nothing was happening. Like Hanni wasn't feeling your hands slide from her waist to her hips. “Nothing much… Did laundry…” She answered, facing the counter and not even daring to turn around and look at you, her voice still quiet. “Just that, love?” You furthered the wait, your hands sliding even lower and playing with her thighs like nothing. Massaging them, riding your hands just up enough to find the hem of her floral dress.
Hanni should be used to it, right? She’s been married to you for almost 2 years. She should be used to your teasing questions and burning touches. But she isn’t. Every single time you touch her, Hanni’s knees weaken. And you notice. Every. Single. Time.
“Also did… Um… Also watched a movie…” She replied after a moment. “Really? What movie, love? Was it sexy?” You teased, your goal getting more and more clear with each question. “I didn't— Ah! Fuck!” Hanni starts to give you an explanation, but gets interrupted as you lift her dress enough to palm her ass. “Keep going, love. You didn’t what? I’m curious.” Your hand gave her ass cheek a hearty squeeze before moving on to cup her pussy. “I… I— Ah!” She moaned out from the feeling. “Tell me about the fucking movie, Hanni. Or I won’t touch you anymore. I know you’re ovulating, love.” You mocked the nickname, but forced Hanni to go on.
“Name! S-Shit… I didn’t watch a porn movie… But… I-It’s about— Oh God! It’s about a songwriter… A songwriter and a— a soldier!” She tried to explain the movie plot to you, even as you rubbed your fingers up and down her cunt and circled her cute clit. Never entering her clenching hole. She didn’t deserve it yet. She hadn’t begged for it yet. Oh, but she will. You’ll make her if needed.
You hummed, signaling her to continue. “And… and… she makes a s-song about missing h-him… Oh fuck! Name! Can you fuck me already?” Hanni whines out and you shake your head in denial. “Ask nicely, love. Be a good girl.” You tilted your head and whispered in her ear, your lips brushing against her skin and sliding lower to kiss her neck.
“Holy shit… C-can you, please, fuck m-me, daddy?” She said, after some moments of breathy whimpers and failed attempts to form a coherent sentence. You haven’t even fucked her yet and she’s already going dumb. “Hm… I don’t know… Do you deserve it already?” You teasingly hummed in her ear.
“Please… Please, daddy… Please! Can you fuck my tight pussy? Need your big cock in it, daddy.” She whined out a loud cry, begging. You caved. “Okay, okay. Need prep?” You asked softly, deciding to stop teasing. Hanni needed this. By nature.
“No, daddy… been wet since morning…” Your filthy answers quickly, already taking off her dress and unbuttoning her dress. “Naughty girl. Just wanna have her holes filled with cock, am I right?”
“Yes, daddy! Wanna get all my holes filled with daddy’s thick, white cum! Gonna get knocked up and carry daddy’s baby!” She desperately said. Hanni was a real slut when ovulating. “Really? Want me to fill you up to the brim? Then plug you up so you don’t waste a single drop of daddy’s cum ‘till you get knocked up?” You dirty talked, knowing your lover got turned on by that. Your wife is filthy. And she likes filthy things. Like you and your huge cock entering her pussy in one singular move. “Daddy! You fuck me so good!” She moaned, so loud you were very likely to get a noise complaint from the neighbours. “Yeah? Feel nice and full of daddy’s dick?” You asked, starting to fuck her pussy in a slow, teasing rhythm. “So full! Daddy’s cock is so good and big!”
“Yeah? Does this hole also want to be full of daddy’s cock?” You rubbed your thumb over her asshole, teasing the idea and almost sliding it in. “Yes! It does! Wan’ every hole full of daddy! Please, please, please, daddy!” She whined out, throwing her head back as your thrusts into her pretty cunt picked up a quickened pace.
You gave in to her begging and slid three fingers into her backdoor, starting a painal on your beautiful wife. She let out a loud noise: either a scream from the pain caused by the sudden intrusion or a moan from the feeling of being so full. “Daddy! Bedroom!” She asked and you obeyed, picking her up (still with your cock inside her pussy and your fingers in her ass) and letting her wrap her legs around your waist.
As you walked up the stairs, headed for the bedroom, Hanni kept trying to bounce on your cock, causing you to slap your wife’s tits in order for her to stay still and not be a brat. Once you reached your shared bed, you threw her on the matress, wasting no time to take off your clothing (including her apron and slutty dress) and start fucking both of her holes in a missionary position. Hanni screamed out moans, groans, whimpers and loud cries with detailed descriptions of how good you were making her feel with your cock and fingers.
You made her feel so good that before she could warn you that she was cumming, she had already squirted all over you. The juices covering her naked stomach and your arms and abs. Your wife was insanely hot. So hot you made her cum 2 more times just with your dick. So hot she started begging to make you feel good. “Daddy… Daddy, please? Let me suck your cock! I’ll make you feel so good!”
You nodded and pulled out, Hanni quickly moving into her knees on the floor, right between your legs. She took your member in her hands, quickly guiding it to her lips. While making eye contact, the woman licked your dick from the base to the tip, leaving a small kiss at the end before sucking it all into her mouth and allowing you to fuck her throath carelessly. So you did. Buckling your hips and paying attention to the gagging noises she made. You noticed every little detail. How she tried to speak, even while knowing she couldn’t. How her teary-eyed expression looked up at you. “Shit. I’m gonna cum! You’re gonna swallow it, Hanni? Like the good dirty whore you are?”
She couldn’t properly answer you, but how her tongue moved more eagerly was enough of a response. And with some more bobs of her head up and down your shaft, you came in her throat. Your wife swallowed it all, opening her mouth wide after to show you that she did.
“Can I ride you?” She asked out of nowhere. “Hell yeah, I love ovulating Hanni. Come here, baby.” You patted your lap, sitting on the top of the bed and resting your back against the headboard. The woman slid down on your cock with practiced ease and began moving her hips as you both moaned in pleasure, your two voices combined creating a beautiful harmony. “God, daddy, I love your cock! It’s filling my tight cunt so well! I’m so full, daddy!”
She screamed out when she began bouncing on your dick, her tits following the motion. “Daddy! Daddy, gonna cum! Gonna cum! Gonna cum!”
“Cum for me, slut. You love being my perfect slut, huh? Don't you?” You whispered in her ear as she fell apart, her body laying on your own.
The penthouse reeks of money. Not just the marble floors or the stupidly oversized abstract art—but the air itself smells filtered, perfumed with something floral and expensive that probably costs more than my weekly groceries. I’m hunched over, scrubbing a wine stain off the ivory rug near the floor-to-ceiling windows. My back aches. Always aches. Another Tuesday, another fucking mansion filled with people who’ll never know my name.
Then… giggles. High, breathy, close. Followed by the soft hiss of steam escaping under the bathroom door down the hall. It’s thick, smelling like jasmine and vanilla bath oil. Curiosity pins me. Clients aren’t supposed to be home during cleans. I creep closer, silent in my worn sneakers. The door isn’t shut tight. Just a sliver of light spills out. I press my eye to the gap.
Heat hits me first. Moist, heavy air. Then the sight.
My clients named Jihyo, Momo, Tzuyu, Nayeon. All four housemates. Swathed in thin, pink silk robes clinging to damp skin. Steam curls around them like hungry ghosts. They’re crowded around the vast, fogged mirror above the double vanity. No makeup. Hair wet, dark and slick against flushed necks and shoulders. They look… unreal. Like models dipped in honey.
“Fuck, Tzuyu,” Momo breathes, her voice husky. She’s tracing a fingertip down Tzuyu’s arm. “Your skin is like actual fucking porcelain. How is that fair?” Momo’s robe gapes slightly as she leans, revealing the heavy swell of her tits, nipples dark and pebbled against the damp silk.
Tzuyu laughs, low and easy. “Says the girl with the rack that could start wars.” She flicks water at Momo, droplets catching the soft LED lights. Her own robe is loosely tied, the deep V offering a glimpse of smooth, tanned stomach and the shadowed curve where her thighs meet. Effortless.
Nayeon, perched on the edge of the enormous claw-foot tub, giggles, kicking her legs. Her robe rides up, showing miles of smooth, toned thigh. “Seriously, Momo. Put those weapons away before someone gets hurt.” Her eyes, bright and mischievous, sweep over Jihyo who’s meticulously brushing her hair. “And you, unnie. Stop being so perfect. It’s rude.”
Jihyo turns, a slow, confident smile spreading across her face. Voluptuous doesn’t cover it. The robe strains over her hips, the silk plastered to her full breasts, outlining every curve. She meets Nayeon’s gaze in the mirror. “Just appreciating the view, Nayeonnie. Especially yours.” Her gaze drifts down Nayeon’s body, lingering. “Those legs could stop traffic.”
It’s raw. Intimate. A surge of heat, thick and urgent, floods my groin. My breath catches, ragged in my throat. My cock is instantly hard, straining against the rough fabric of my work pants. It’s unbearable. Without thought, my fingers fumble with my belt buckle, the metallic clink impossibly loud in my own ears. I shove my pants and boxers down past my hips. My cock springs free, thick and already leaking, throbbing against the cool air drifting from the hallway. I wrap my hand around my hard length. A low groan escapes me as I start stroking, slow and firm, my eyes glued to the scene inside.
Jihyo’s reflection shifts slightly in the fogged mirror. Her eyes, dark and sharp, flicker. Away from Nayeon’s legs. Towards the sliver of the door. Towards the shadow where I’m pressed. They lock onto mine through the gap.
Fuck!
Her gaze doesn’t widen in shock. It narrows. Sharpens. Like a predator spotting prey. A slow, knowing smirk curls her perfect lips. She doesn’t look away. She watches me watching them. Watches my hand moving frantically on my cock.
“Someone’s enjoying the show,” Jihyo purrs, her voice cutting through the steam and the girls’ chatter. It’s low, deliberate. Not loud, but carrying.
The other girls freeze. Heads snap towards the door. Momo gasps, clutching her robe tighter. Tzuyu’s relaxed posture stiffens. Nayeon’s playful smirk vanishes, replaced by wide-eyed surprise.
Panic electrocutes me. I jerk back from the door, stumbling blindly. My foot catches on the discarded mop bucket. Time slows. The bucket clatters. My legs tangle. I crash forward, shoulder slamming into the bathroom door. It flies open with a bang, and I sprawl onto the slick marble floor, naked from the waist down, my cock still jutting out, hard and obscene, my hand frozen mid-stroke.
Silence. Thick, suffocating silence, broken only by the drip of a faucet. Steam swirls around me. Four pairs of eyes burn into me. Fury radiates off Momo and Tzuyu. Nayeon looks stunned. Jihyo… Jihyo just stares. Her gaze isn’t on my face. It’s locked lower. On my cock. Her smirk deepens, transforming into something darkly amused, deeply carnal.
Momo recovers first, her voice shrill with outrage. “You fucking PERVERT! What the HELL are you doing?!”
Tzuyu steps forward, her easy-going demeanor vanished, replaced by icy disdain. “Get out! Now! I’m calling security!”
I scramble, trying to pull up my pants, fumbling, humiliated heat scorching my face. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean–”
“Didn’t mean to spy?” Nayeon cuts in, her voice surprisingly calm, though her eyes are wide. “Didn’t mean to whip it out and jerk off while we were changing?”
Jihyo hasn’t moved. She slowly raises a hand, silencing the others. Her eyes finally lift from my groin to meet mine. They’re dark pools, unreadable. She takes a single, deliberate step towards me, her silk robe whispering against her skin. The steam parts for her.
“Put your hands down,” she commands, her voice a velvet whip. It’s not a request. My hands freeze on the waistband of my pants. “Look at you,” she murmurs, her gaze raking down my body again, lingering on my exposed cock. “Big boy, aren’t you? That’s… impressive.” A low chuckle escapes her. “Seems you were trying to ‘clean’ something else entirely.”
She stops right in front of me, looking down at where I lie helpless on the floor. The scent of her perfume – jasmine, vanilla, and something uniquely, powerfully her – washes over me, mixing with the steam. My cock twitches violently, betraying me utterly.
Momo looks horrified. “Jihyo! What are you–”
“Shut up, Momo,” Jihyo says, her tone brooking no argument. Her eyes never leave mine. There’s a terrifying, thrilling calculation in them. She crouches down slowly, bringing her face level with mine. Her robe gapes open further, revealing the deep shadow between her magnificent breasts. “You wanted a show, cleaner boy?” she whispers, her breath warm against my cheek. “You wanted to see us wet? Naked?”
I can’t speak. Can only nod, a desperate, jerky movement.
Her smirk turns predatory. “Good.” She reaches out, not touching me, but her fingertip traces a line in the air an inch from the flushed head of my cock. A jolt of pure electricity shoots through me. “Because you’re going to clean more than just the floor tonight,” she breathes, her voice dropping to a husky promise that vibrates deep in my gut. “You’re going to clean us. Every. Single. Inch.” Her eyes flick to the other girls, a silent command passing between them. Their expressions shift – Momo’s outrage fading into wary curiosity, Tzuyu’s ice thawing into something heated, Nayeon’s surprise blossoming into a wicked, intrigued grin. “Starting,” Jihyo says, her gaze snapping back to mine, filled with dark, undeniable hunger, "...right now."
(3rd Person POV)
His breath hitched, a ragged gasp tearing from his throat as Jihyo’s command hung in the steamy air, her dark eyes promising both punishment and filthy reward. He obeyed eagerly, hands trembling not from fear now but desperate, aching need, fumbling his pants back down past his hips, his thick cock springing free again, already slick and twitching, the flushed head glistening under the bathroom’s soft LED glow as he stared up at her, waiting.
Jihyo knelt down, her silk robe pooling around her knees on the cool marble, the scent of jasmine and her own arousal thickening the steam. Her hand, cool and deliberate, slid up the inside of his trembling thigh, fingers brushing the tight, hot skin of his balls before her thumb swiped roughly over the slick, leaking slit of his cock, making his whole body jolt and a choked groan rip from his throat.
A vicious shiver tore through him as Jihyo’s thumb smeared his pre-come across his sensitive head. "Fuck!" he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily off the cold marble. Momo, frozen a few feet away, watched Jihyo’s bold possession, her earlier outrage flickering, replaced by a dark, fascinated heat that bloomed across her cheeks and down her neck; her breath hitched, sharp and audible in the steamy silence, her own hand unconsciously drifting to press between her legs over the thin silk.
"See something you want, Momo?" Jihyo murmured, not looking away from his agonized expression, her thumb circling the swollen crown again, making him whimper. "Or someone?" Before Momo could answer, Jihyo’s command cut through the haze. "Come here. Show him what happens when he spies on Momo’s perfect fucking tits."
Momo exhaled, a shaky sound, then stepped forward, her movements suddenly deliberate, predatory, her wide eyes fixed on his rigid cock glistening under Jihyo’s touch. She sank to her knees beside Jihyo, the damp silk of her robe parting to reveal the heavy, full curve of one breast, her nipple stiff and dark. Her fingers, trembling slightly only a moment ago, now reached out with shocking confidence, wrapping firmly around the thick base of his shaft beneath Jihyo’s hand, her cool touch a stark contrast to the furnace heat of his skin.
"Think this big cock deserves my tits, cleaner?" Momo breathed, her voice thick with a mix of challenge and raw need, her thumb mimicking Jihyo’s earlier motion, dragging roughly over his leaking slit, spreading the wetness as she squeezed him hard enough to make his vision blur. "You gonna fucking earn it?"
Momo’s grip tightened like a vise at the base of his cock, her thumb grinding relentlessly against his sensitive slit, drawing a ragged, desperate gasp from his throat. Tzuyu watched hungrily from the edge of the claw-foot tub, her relaxed posture gone rigid, knuckles white where she gripped the cold porcelain rim, her dark eyes wide and fixed unblinkingly on Momo’s hand working his thick shaft, a slow, deliberate bite sinking into her plump lower lip.
Tzuyu shoved off the tub’s edge, her movements fluid and deliberate, her earlier icy disdain replaced by a predatory heat that radiated off her damp skin as she stalked towards them.
"My turn," she declared, her voice low and thick, her gaze locked on his mouth while Jihyo's lips still stretched obscenely around his cockhead; she hooked her fingers sharply in his hair, wrenching his head back, forcing his gaze up the long lines of her body to where her robe had fallen completely open, revealing the swollen, glistening lips of her pussy hovering mere inches above his face.
"You wanted to peek? Now fucking clean it, cleaner," she commanded, her thighs trembling slightly as she lowered herself onto his mouth, grinding her hot, wet slit against his lips, the musky, heady scent of her arousal flooding his senses as her fingers tightened painfully in his hair, forcing his tongue to plunge deep into her slick, waiting heat. "Lick me clean!"
Tzuyu’s sharp command echoed off the marble as she ground her slick, swollen cunt hard against his mouth, the musky tang of her arousal flooding his senses, forcing his tongue deep into her hot, clenching depths. "Suck it, cleaner!" she gasped, her thighs trembling against his ears, her fingers knotting painfully in his hair and holding him prisoner against her needy flesh.
Nayeon’s playful giggle cut through the steam, sharp and hungry now, as she dropped to her knees beside Jihyo, her nimble fingers immediately joining Momo’s on his achingly hard shaft.
"Looks like the big, bad cleaner needs all our help," she purred, her eyes glittering with dark amusement as she leaned down, her breath hot against the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock, while Momo, taking her cue, shifted lower, her full lips parting to engulf one heavy, aching ball, sucking it deep into the wet heat of her mouth just as Jihyo, with a low, possessive hum, swallowed the leaking head back down her throat, her tongue swirling relentlessly over the ultra-sensitive ridge.
Tzuyu’s thighs clamped like a vice around his head, a sharp, startled cry ripping from her throat as her entire body seized, her slick pussy pulsing and gushing hot wetness against his tongue, forcing him to swallow convulsively as she shuddered through her climax. She slumped back against the vanity, panting, a sheen of sweat glistening on her dusky gold skin, a lazy, sated smirk touching her lips as she caught her breath and rasped, "Fuck... alright, girls... who’s taking that fat cock first?"
“Why not let him pick?”
"Momo," he gasped, his voice raw and desperate, his eyes locked on her full, trembling lips and the heavy swell of her tits still glistening with steam. He lunged forward, one hand fisting in her damp robe, yanking it open completely as the other gripped his thick, leaking cock, driving it hard and deep into her sopping wet cunt with a rough, animalistic grunt, her shocked cry of "FUCK!" echoing off the marble as her tight walls clenched violently around his invading shaft.
His calloused hands roughly groped Momo’s heavy, bouncing tits, thumbs grinding hard over her stiff, dark nipples as he slammed his hips forward, each brutal thrust forcing choked gasps from her throat and making her breasts jiggle obscenely. Jihyo and Nayeon watched, eyes dark with hunger, Tzuyu still panting from her own climax against the vanity, a low murmur of "Fuck yes, ruin her" escaping Jihyo's lips as Momo's head thrashed back, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.
Jihyo’s command hung thick in the steam as Momo writhed beneath him. “Choke her,” Jihyo hissed, her voice raw with command, and his calloused hand instantly clamped hard around Momo’s throat, cutting off her choked gasp mid-fuck as he slammed his hips forward with brutal, piston-like force, the wet smack of flesh on flesh echoing off the marble tiles.
Nayeon’s sharp, delighted giggle cut through Momo’s strangled whimpers as she dropped lower, her fingers finding Momo’s swollen, glistening clit and rubbing vicious, tight circles just as Momo’s body suddenly stiffened, arched off the floor, and exploded, a guttural scream tearing from her constricted throat as her pussy convulsed wildly around his driving cock and a powerful jet of clear fluid erupted, soaking his thrusting balls and splashing Nayeon’s fingers and the cool marble beneath them.
He ripped his slick cock from Momo’s shuddering cunt, leaving her gasping and dazed on the wet marble, then lunged for Tzuyu, locking his arms under her knees and around her chest in a full nelson. He drove his throbbing, soaked cock straight up into her dripping hole from behind, her shocked cry echoing as he impaled her deep, fucking her suspended body with savage, upward thrusts that made her scream.
Tzuyu’s scream ripped through the steam, raw and ragged, as his brutal upward thrusts hammered her suspended pussy, her slick walls clenching like a hot, wet fist around his invading cock. Nayeon and Jihyo watched, Jihyo’s fingers idly tracing circles over her own stiff nipple through the damp silk, Nayeon biting her lip hard, their breaths shallow and synchronized with the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh pounding flesh.
"Fuck, Tzuyu," he grunted, his voice thick with strain and lust, each savage thrust lifting her higher off the marble floor, her legs kicking helplessly against his iron grip, "this fucking tight little cunt... grips my cock like it’s fucking starving for it!" Tzuyu could only whimper, a broken sound lost beneath the relentless pounding, her head lolling back against his shoulder, eyes rolling white as the overwhelming stretch and friction tore another ragged cry from her throat.
Tzuyu’s entire body seized violently, her pussy clamping down like a hot, wet vice around his driving cock as a guttural scream tore from her throat, her hips jerking wildly against him while her slick juices pulsed out, coating his shaft and balls in her release. He dropped her limp, trembling body onto the cool marble, her chest heaving, then turned his burning gaze towards Nayeon, still watching with hungry eyes.
"You're next," he growled, grabbing her ankle and yanking her towards him before flipping her onto her back, hooking her legs over his shoulders, and folding her body brutally in half. "Jihyo?" he panted, staring down the length of his own sweat-slicked body at her as he positioned the swollen, dripping head of his cock against Nayeon's entrance, "Gonna save the best pussy for last." He slammed his entire length into Nayeon's tight heat in one brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt as she shrieked.
Nayeon screamed, her manicured nails raking, sinking into his back as he pistoned into her relentless and deep, her voice breaking into breathless sobs of "Daddy! Oh God, Daddy, fuck me harder!" Momo and Tzuyu, still glistening and flushed from their own use, hauled themselves up, leaning against the vanity with predatory smirks; Momo traced a fingertip through the sweat beading on Nayeon's trembling stomach, sneering.
"Look at little Nayeonnie, squealing for Daddy like a cheap slut," while Tzuyu chuckled darkly, "Bet she cums just from being called out on it." Jihyo, her eyes burning with possessive fire, seized his jaw, her mouth crashing against his in a bruising, demanding kiss, her tongue plunging deep as he drove into Nayeon with brutal, unforgiving strokes, her own moan vibrating against his lips.
Jihyo ripped her mouth from his, lips swollen and glistening, her command a harsh gasp against his cheek: "Make that little bitch cum right fucking now!" He locked eyes with Nayeon's tear-streaked, desperate face beneath him and snarled, voice thick and raw,
"Cum, you filthy whore, cum on Daddy's cock!"
Nayeon’s scream tore from her throat, raw and primal, her back arching violently off the marble as her eyes rolled white and her pussy clamped down in spasming waves around his brutal, driving thrusts. He ripped his cock out of her sopping, convulsing cunt, her juices slicking his shaft, and flopped onto his back on the damp tile, his chest heaving, pointing his still-thick erection at Jihyo’s dripping slit. "Ride it, Jihyo," he gasped, his voice ragged, eyes locked on her heavy tits, "Fucking bounce those perfect tits.”
Jihyo smirked, a dark promise in her eyes as she straddled his hips, gripping his shaft firmly, guiding the swollen, slick head to her flushed, swollen opening before sinking down onto him in one smooth, greedy motion, her full tits jiggling wildly with the impact, her groan low and satisfied as she began a relentless, deep bounce, her nails scraping his chest.
Tzuyu’s long fingers worked slick lube over Nayeon’s trembling thigh, her touch surprisingly clinical despite the obscene context, while Momo knelt, murmuring filthy encouragement as she guided Nayeon’s hips down onto the edge of the marble vanity, spreading her wide. They didn’t linger though, their task a swift, efficient prelude; as Nayeon gasped, arching her back against the cool surface, Tzuyu and Momo exchanged a hungry glance, their attention snapping towards the primal rhythm dominating the center of the steam-hazed bathroom.
Jihyo rode Y/n with furious abandon, her voluptuous body bouncing on his cock, the wet slap of skin echoing off the tiles, her head thrown back as guttural moans ripped from her throat. "Fuck, yes! Just like that, cleaner boy!" she gasped, her nails digging into his chest, her own breasts swaying heavily with each downward plunge, the glistening tip of his thick cock stretching her wide each time she slammed down.
Tzuyu and Momo, abandoning Nayeon whose legs still quivered on the vanity, moved like predators, circling Y/n and Jihyo on the damp floor. Momo crouched right beside Jihyo's bucking hip, her own robe falling open completely, her large breasts swinging as she leaned in, her voice a husky growl.
"Look at her take that monster cock, Y/n! Holy shit, ram it deeper into that greedy pussy! Make her scream!" She reached out, roughly squeezing Jihyo's bouncing tit, pinching a stiff nipple hard.
"Yeah, give it to her!" Tzuyu added from the other side, her easy-going demeanor replaced by intense arousal, her eyes fixed on where Jihyo was impaled. She knelt, running a hand up Y/n’s tensed thigh. "God, look at her go. Such a fucking slut for that dick, Jihyo! Riding it like her life depends on it!" Tzuyu’s fingers brushed the base of his shaft, slick with Jihyo’s juices, feeling the powerful thrusts from below.
Y/n grunted, his own control fraying beneath the onslaught of sensation and their filthy words. He gripped Jihyo's hips tighter, his knuckles white, meeting her downward strokes with sharp upward thrusts, driving his cock impossibly deep. He locked eyes with Jihyo, a wicked smirk twisting his lips even as sweat stung his eyes.
"Hear that?" he rasped, his voice thick with exertion and lust. "They see you. They see what a cock-hungry whore you really are, bouncing on me like some cheap street slut." He punctuated the insult with a brutal upward slam that made her shriek, her inner walls clenching vice-like around him. "You love being shown up like this, don't you? Love them watching this fat dick stretch your tight little pussy wide open?"
Nayeon, recovering her breath but still flushed and trembling, slid off the vanity, joining the circle. She didn't speak immediately, just watched with dark, hungry eyes as Jihyo was verbally and physically ravaged, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips as she saw the leader undone. The air crackled with shared heat, the scent of sex and sweat overpowering the lingering perfume, the only sounds the relentless slap of flesh, Jihyo’s ragged cries, Y/n’s guttural groans, and the girls’ lurid commentary urging them on towards a shuddering, inevitable peak.
"Fuck, I'm so close!" Jihyo gasped, her rhythm faltering as her cunt clenched violently around Y/n's thick cock. Nayeon's fingers traced slick, teasing circles over his tightening balls while Momo and Tzuyu leaned in, their mouths closing hungrily over Jihyo's bouncing tits, suckling hard at her stiff nipples. The room filled with their combined, desperate moans.
Tzuyu's middle finger found Jihyo's swollen clit, circling it fast and hard, slick with the mixture of her own arousal and the lube smeared earlier on Nayeon. "Make her fucking gush!" Momo demanded, releasing Jihyo's nipple with a wet pop and shoving Tzuyu's hand aside to take over, her own fingers rubbing Jihyo's clit in rough, demanding circles just as Y/n slammed his cock impossibly deep one final time.
Jihyo's back arched violently off Y/n's body, a silent scream tearing from her throat before erupting into a ragged, guttural wail as her cunt clenched in a vice-grip around his shaft and a sudden, hot jet of fluid sprayed out, soaking Y/n's lower stomach and thighs in a pungent rush. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING CUMMING!" she shrieked, her body convulsing uncontrollably, the squirting pulsing rhythmically as Momo kept rubbing her clit through the intense orgasm, Tzuyu watching with dark, fascinated eyes as Jihyo completely unraveled.
Jihyo slumped against him, chest heaving, her slick cunt still twitching from the force of her orgasm as Momo finally eased the relentless pressure on her clit. Y/n’s own cock throbbed viciously inside her stretched warmth, slick walls fluttering wildly around him, the intense friction pushing him dangerously close to the edge. He gritted his teeth, fighting the rising tide, a predatory smirk spreading across his sweat-slicked face despite the overwhelming sensation.
With a sudden, deliberate movement, Y/n gripped Jihyo’s hips firmly and lifted her impaled body clean off his shaft. A slick, obscene plop echoed in the humid air as she slid free, collapsing onto the damp tiles beside him with a shuddering gasp, her thighs instantly clamping together reflexively. He pushed himself up smoothly onto his feet, towering over the sprawled women, his thick, glistening cock jutting out rigidly from his groin, slick and gleaming with a potent mix of her juices and his own pre-cum, pulsing visibly with each beat of his heart.
His eyes, dark with lust and triumph, swept over the flushed faces staring up at him: Jihyo panting, dazed but defiant; Momo licking her lips hungrily; Tzuyu’s gaze fixed unblinkingly on his dripping erection; Nayeon biting her lower lip, a playful challenge dancing in her eyes. He ran a hand slowly down his abs, smearing the wetness Jihyo had sprayed over him, his voice a low, gravelly command cutting through the heavy breathing. "Alright," he rasped, tapping the swollen head of his cock, a thick bead of precum welling up instantly. "Who wants this fucking load?"
The humid air crackled with their collective hunger. They all replied, “WE DO DADDY!” before bringing their faces closer and sticking their tongues out, eager pink points glistening under the bathroom lights, breaths hot against his slick, throbbing cock.
His gaze raked over their eager faces as his fist tightened on his slick shaft. "This load ain't getting wasted, sluts," he snarled, the veins standing out on his forearm. "You share every fucking drop."
He began stroking himself furiously over their outstretched tongues, his hips jerking, a deep grunt ripping from his chest before thick ropes of hot cum splattered Jihyo’s flushed cheek, streaked Momo’s chin, and painted Tzuyu and Nayeon's eager, open mouths. Jihyo’s tongue, slick with his thick spunk, darted out to gather the mess before turning to Momo, locking her in a deep, filthy kiss, sharing the salty tang as Tzuyu eagerly licked Nayeon’s coated lips clean.
"So yummy," Momo gasped, pulling back with a shared strand of cum stretching between their mouths just as Tzuyu swallowed and purred, "Shared it all, Daddy!”
Y/n smirked down at them sprawled on the wet tiles, his thick cock still glistening. "Lick it clean, you filthy sluts," he ordered harshly, "Get every fucking drop off my cock," he instructed, “don’t forget my balls.”
They scrambled, tongues eagerly lapping his cum from his shaft and tightening scrotum, their mouths hot and greedy. Jihyo sat back, wiping her chin with a low chuckle, her eyes gleaming as she gestured towards the steaming shower. "Get that filthy cock in here, cleaner boy," she purred, "The bathroom floor's clean enough... time you washed us properly."
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Context: "I challenge Lisa to go to a Gloryhole with the girls, but she's the only one that will be blowing dicks. Jennie gonna make sure to dirty talk her and that all the loads will be properly saved in a glass for Lisa to drink at the end as payback for making her drink like that before. Jisoo and Rosé with take turns fucking and filming it as she she blows all those cocks. Make sure that you will be the first one to go into the gloryhole and the last one to leave, regardless of how many cocks it takes, or if takes a bigger container than a glass."
"Your second challenge, Lisa," she said, her voice dripping with a provocative, almost vengeful tone. "You made me swallow something pretty... intense last round, so now it’s my turn to use you." She stood up, slowly walking toward Lisa, who sat wide-eyed, her heart pounding. "You’re going to a gloryhole. And you’re going to suck every cock that comes through it—first to last, no breaks. Every load gets saved in a cup for you to drink at the end. Payback, baby." Jennie winked, licking her lips.
Lisa swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing. "A... gloryhole? Seriously, Jennie? Every single one? And... drink it all?" Her voice trembled, a mix of nerves and a faint shiver of excitement. She glanced at Jisoo and Rosé, searching for backup, but the two only smirked, clearly thrilled with the plan.
Jisoo, with a sultry laugh, crossed her legs, her sleek black dress riding up slightly. "Oh, Lisa, don’t look at me like that. Rosé and I will help... or not." She pulled out a glossy black strap-on from a bag beside her, swinging it teasingly. "I’ll fuck you while you work, and Rosé’s gonna film every second so we never forget."
Rosé, with a shy smile that hid dangerous mischief, held up a professional camera. "It’s gonna be an unforgettable movie, Lisa. You on your knees, doing what you do best, while we push you to your limit." She adjusted the lens, already envisioning the perfect angles.
Lisa bit her lip, fear mixing with adrenaline. "Girls, this is... intense. What if there’s too many? What if the cup overflows?" She let out a nervous laugh, trying to play it cool, but her eyes sparkled with reckless curiosity.
Jennie leaned in, gripping Lisa’s chin firmly. "You’ll be the first one in and the last one out, Lisa. Doesn’t matter how many cocks, doesn’t matter if we need a bucket. You’ll swallow every drop, and I’ll tell you exactly what to do the whole time." Her whisper was hot against Lisa’s ear, making her shiver. "Ready, princess?"
The dim, pulsating lights of the club’s backroom cast long shadows against the dark velvet walls, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Lisa’s heart hammered in her chest as the girls led her inside, their fingers digging into her arms like she was nothing more than a toy being dragged to its rightful place. The room was small, intimate, designed for one purpose only: degradation. And at its center stood the gloryhole booth, its three holes waiting like greedy mouths, eager to be fed.
Lisa’s outfit clung to her like a second skin, every inch of her trembling body on display. She felt their eyes on her, judging, laughing, already knowing how this would end.
Jennie stood by the entrance, her fingers curled around a crystal glass, the liquid inside catching the neon glow. Her smirk was slow, deliberate, as she watched Lisa hesitate.
"Go on, babygirl," Jennie purred, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "You know why you’re here. You’ve been begging for this, haven’t you? To be our little cocksleeve?"
Lisa’s breath hitched, her fingers twitching at her sides. She wanted to protest, to say no, but the heat between her legs betrayed her.
Jennie stepped closer, her free hand gripping Lisa’s chin, forcing her to meet those cruel, beautiful eyes. "First cock. And you’re going to take it all—every filthy inch—like the desperate little slut you are."
The first man’s cock pushed through the hole before Lisa could even brace herself—thick, veiny, already leaking pre-cum. Her lips parted in shock, her wide eyes flicking back to Jennie in silent plea.
Jennie just laughed, low and mocking. "Oh, don’t look at me like that, Lisa. You love this. You live for it." She leaned in, her breath hot against Lisa’s ear. "Now get on your knees and suck."
Lisa whimpered but obeyed, sinking down, her lips wrapping around the swollen head. The taste of salt and musk filled her mouth as she hollowed her cheeks, her tongue swirling in slow, practiced circles. A choked groan came from the other side of the wall, spurring her on.
"That’s it," Jennie cooed, circling her like a predator. "Take it deeper. Show him how perfect your throat feels."
Lisa gagged as she forced herself down, tears pricking at her eyes as the thick length hit the back of her throat. She could hear the man’s ragged breathing, feel his hips twitching forward, using her.
Then—
A sharp gasp tore from her lips as Jisoo’s hands yanked her skirt up, exposing her bare ass to the cool air.
"Time for a little extra motivation," Jisoo murmured, the slick click of her strapon echoing in the small space.
Lisa barely had time to register the cold press of lube before Jisoo shoved inside her, stretching her in one brutal thrust.
"F-Fuck—!" Lisa’s scream was muffled by the cock in her mouth, her body jerking forward, only to be yanked back by Jisoo’s grip on her hips.
"Oh, you love it," Jisoo taunted, pistoning into her with slow, merciless strokes. "Look at you—taking cock in both holes like you were made for it."
Rosé, ever the observer, circled them with her camera, zooming in on Lisa’s tear-streaked face, her smudged lipstick, the way her throat bulged around the invading length.
"Smile for the camera, baby," Rosé teased, her voice saccharine. "You look so pretty like this. A perfect little fucktoy."
Lisa’s moans were ragged, broken, her body rocking between the two cocks, her mind drowning in the humiliation.
Then—
The man in the gloryhole came with a grunt, hot spurts flooding her mouth, her throat working desperately to swallow.
Jennie was there in an instant, pressing the crystal glass beneath Lisa’s chin. "Spit," she ordered, her voice sharp.
Lisa obeyed, drooling the thick load into the glass, her chest heaving.
Jennie tilted the glass, watching the cum swirl under the lights before bringing it to Lisa’s lips. "Drink. All of it."
Lisa’s stomach twisted, but she knew better than to refuse. She tipped her head back, letting the bitter warmth slide down her throat.
Jennie’s grin was vicious. "Good girl. Now…" She nodded toward the other two holes.
Lisa’s legs trembled.
But she knew she wouldn’t stop.
She never did.
Lisa trembled, her eyes wide as the second cock—thick and throbbing—emerged from the gloryhole. Jennie, standing beside her, leaned close to the booth, her voice a venomous whisper. "Come on, Lisa, you greedy slut. Suck that cock like it’s the last one you’ll ever get. Show us you’re the little whore we know you are." She laughed, twirling her empty glass, the rim glinting under the light. "Or are you scared you can’t take it?"
Lisa pulled the cock out of her mouth for just a second, panting, her face flushed. "Jennie, this is… too much! How many are there?" Her voice shook, but there was a defiant glint in her eyes. She licked her lips, still tasting the first guy, before sinking back down, her tongue swirling around the tip as she struggled to keep pace.
Jisoo, strapped into a glossy black strap-on, laughed loudly from the booth’s entrance. "You complaining already, Lisa? This is just the beginning." She positioned herself behind Lisa, yanking her back and lining up the strap-on with Lisa’s ass. "We’re gonna stretch you open nice and wide while you work that mouth." Without warning, Jisoo thrust in—a sharp, brutal stroke that made Lisa scream, the sound muffled by the cock down her throat. The sharp pain melted into pleasure, her body shaking as she fought to keep sucking.
“Fuck, Jisoo!” Lisa gasped, pulling the cock from her mouth, spit dripping down her chin. “That hurts, goddamn it!” Her moan was guttural, echoing in the booth, but her hips instinctively rocked back against Jisoo, betraying the pleasure beneath the protest.
Jennie laughed, leaning closer. “Hurts? Look how fucking wet you are, you slut. You love getting railed like this, don’t you? Suck that dick now, or I’ll shove one down your throat myself.” She fisted Lisa’s hair, yanking her head back toward the gloryhole. “Show us what an obedient little whore you are.”
Lisa moaned again—a mix of pain and ecstasy—as she wrapped her lips around the cock, stretching to take it deeper. But Jisoo gave no mercy, her thrusts turning brutal, each one jolting Lisa’s body. “That’s it, Lisa, moan for me,” Jisoo purred, voice thick with sadistic pleasure. “You’re just our fucktoy. Take it in the ass and suck at the same time.”
Rosé, camera in hand, stepped closer to capture every detail: Lisa’s face twisted in overstimulation, her teary eyes, the drool spilling as she struggled to keep the cock in her mouth. “You look so pretty like this, Lisa,” Rosé cooed, her sweet tone clashing with the cruelty of the scene. “Look at the camera, let me record those whimpers. Everyone should know you’re our little slut.”
A third cock appeared, and Lisa was already panting, struggling to keep up. Jisoo swapped places with Rosé, who quickly lubed up the strap-on before lining it up with Lisa’s dripping pussy. “My turn to wreck you,” Rosé smirked. She slammed in hard—one deep thrust that made Lisa scream, the cock popping from her lips. “Rosé, fuck—you’re hitting my cervix!” Lisa cried, bracing against the wall. Her moans were pure agony and bliss, body shaking as Rosé fucked her ruthlessly.
“Stop complaining and suck!!” Jennie ordered, smacking her cheek lightly. “You’re not here to rest. This dick’s waiting.” She gripped Lisa’s nape, forcing her back to the gloryhole, but Rosé’s pounding was too intense—Lisa could barely focus. The strap-on hammered into her, hitting spots that made her see stars, her moans drowning out even the club’s music.
“I… can’t… suck like this!” Lisa gasped, pulling off again, tears of pleasure streaking her face. “Rosé, please—slower!” But her voice betrayed her, hips grinding back for more.
Jisoo, now holding the camera, laughed. “Slower? You’re joking, right? Listen to those moans, you slut. You want it harder.” She zoomed in on Lisa’s face, capturing every twitch of ecstasy. “Tell the camera you love getting fucked like this.”
Between ragged breaths, Lisa tried to speak. “I… I love it—fuck, I love it!” Her body convulsed as Rosé sped up, each thrust making her legs shake. “But it’s… too much!”
Jennie, seeing the guy at the gloryhole about to cum, shoved Lisa aside. “Move, I’ll handle this one.” She held a crystal glass under the hole just as the guy groaned, thick ropes filling it. “Look at this, Lisa. Another shot for your special drink. You’re slacking if I have to collect cum for you.”
On her knees, face wet with spit and tears, Lisa glared up—but her eyes burned with lust. “You’re cruel, Jennie,” she panted. “How many more do I have to take?”
“As many as it takes,” Jennie grinned, swirling the near-full glass. “See this? We might need a pitcher next, you greedy bitch.” She tossed her hair back. “Now get back to work. The next one’s waiting.”
Rosé pulled back from fucking Lisa and leaned in to whisper in her ear. "You love being our little slut, don’t you? Moan louder. Let the whole club hear you." She thrust in particularly hard, making Lisa scream again, the sound echoing as she struggled—and failed—to take the next cock into her mouth.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth guys came, each one unloading while Jennie pushed Lisa forward to catch their loads in the cup. With every shove, Jennie taunted her. "You're too slow, Lisa. You're letting the cum drip. Want me to shove this cup down your throat instead?" Lisa, moaning between pain and pleasure, could barely respond, her cries muffled as Jisoo and Rosé kept fucking her mercilessly, switching between her pussy and her ass.
"Please... Jennie... I can’t take anymore!" Lisa begged, pulling the seventh cock from her mouth, her body trembling as Rosé pounded into her. "You’re fucking destroying me!"
"Destroying you?" Jisoo laughed, still filming. "You’re glowing, Lisa. Look how wet you are—dripping on the floor. You were born for this." She zoomed in on Lisa’s pussy, capturing the moment Rosé pulled the strap-on out, leaving her gasping and exposed.
When the eighth guy was about to come, Jennie shoved Lisa hard, making her collapse sideways again. "Move, Lisa, you’re in the way," Jennie said, holding the cup steady as she collected another load. The cup overflowed, and Jennie laughed loudly. "See? You’re making so many cocks blow that one cup isn’t enough. Jisoo, grab the pitcher."
Jisoo smirked and handed Jennie a larger jar. "Lisa, you’re a legend. Look how much you’re making these guys cum."
Exhausted, Lisa stared at the pitcher in Jennie’s hand, now filled with multiple loads. "You guys... are sadistic," she muttered, laughing between moans as she tried to steady herself for the next cock. "But I’ll take it. Just to prove I can."
Jennie crouched down, gripping Lisa’s chin. "That’s what I wanna hear, you whore. Now get back to work. There’s still so many cocks left to suck, and this pitcher won’t fill itself."
Lisa, panting, pulled the cock she was sucking out of her mouth, saliva dripping down her chin as she tried to catch her breath. "Jennie, please... I can’t take anymore!" she begged, her voice hoarse and shaky—but her eyes burned with a mix of fear and desire. "My jaw hurts, and... fuck, you’re pounding me so hard!" She let out a broken scream as Jisoo, still behind her, slammed into her ass with a brutal thrust, making Lisa convulse between pain and pleasure.
Jisoo laughed, tugging Lisa's hair with one hand while driving even deeper. "Complaining? You're moaning like a bitch in heat. Look how your ass clenches around this cock. You love being split open like this, don't you?" She thrust again, so hard that Lisa dropped the cock from her mouth, her scream echoing through the gloryhole booth as her body trembled. "Jisoo, fuck—it's too deep!" Lisa gasped, her hands scrambling against the wall for support. "I can't... I can't suck like this!"
"You can't?" Jennie taunted, delivering a sharp slap to Lisa’s face, the sound cracking through the air. "You don’t get to choose, Lisa. You’re our slut, and sluts suck cock while they get fucked. Get back on that dick—now!" She yanked Lisa’s hair, forcing her back toward the hole where another thick, throbbing cock waited. Lisa, tears of pleasure streaking her face, wrapped her lips around it, but her moans were so loud she could barely keep rhythm.
Rosé, who had now taken over fucking Lisa’s pussy with the strap-on, let out a soft laugh—her sweet voice a stark contrast to the brutal pace she set. "You look so pretty like this, Lisa—all broken and whimpering," she cooed, slamming the toy in deeper with every snap of her hips. "Look how wet you are, dripping onto the floor. You’re such a perfect little fucktoy for us." She sped up, her thrusts relentless, and Lisa screamed again, pulling off the cock with a guttural moan. "Rosé, please... you’re tearing me apart!" she begged, her body shaking as she tried to hold on. "I can’t suck when you’re fucking me like this!"
Jisoo, now holding the camera, zoomed in on Lisa’s face—capturing every detail: her teary eyes, swollen lips, sweat glistening on her forehead. "Look at the camera, Lisa," Jisoo ordered, grinning. "Tell them you’re our dirty little whore. Say you love getting used and humiliated like this." She tilted the camera to frame Rosé’s strap-on plunging in and out of Lisa’s soaked pussy, the slickness gleaming under the neon lights.
Lisa, between ragged moans, pulled off the cock once more, panting. "I’m... I’m your fucking whore—god, I love this!" she cried, her voice breaking as Rosé and Jisoo kept pounding into her without mercy. "But fuck, slow down—please!" Her moans were a symphony of pain and pleasure, echoing through the booth as the next guy in the gloryhole groaned, clearly close to finishing.
Jennie, always alert, shoved Lisa aside with a rough motion, making her fall to the side with a surprised moan. "Move, Lisa, you're too slow," Jennie said, holding the jar under the guy’s cock as he came, thick hot spurts filling the container. "Look at that, another one for your special drink. You’re so pathetic, I have to do your job for you." She laughed, swirling the jar, which was now nearly half-full. "See this, Lisa? You’re making these guys cum just from hearing you whimper like a bitch."
Lisa, on her knees, looked up at Jennie, her face wet with spit and tears. "You’re such a sadist, Jennie," she murmured, laughing between moans, her body still trembling from Rosé’s relentless thrusts. "How many more do I have to take? This jar’s getting full!"
"As many as it takes, you slut," Jennie replied, leaning in to whisper in Lisa’s ear. "You’re the first one in and the last one out, remember? And every last drop is going straight into your mouth when we’re done." She gave Lisa’s ass a light slap, making her moan again. "Now get back on that dick. The next one’s waiting."
The guys kept coming, one after another, each more demanding than the last. Lisa sucked with feverish desperation, but Rosé and Jisoo—switching roles every few minutes—fucked her so hard she kept losing rhythm. At one point, as Jisoo drilled into her ass with brutal thrusts, Lisa pulled the cock out of her mouth and screamed. "Jisoo, fuck, you’re destroying me!" she cried, legs shaking as she tried to brace herself against the wall. "I can’t suck like this when you’re fucking me so hard!"
Jisoo laughed, yanking Lisa’s hair back. "Destroying you? You’re dripping, Lisa. Look at the floor—it’s soaked. You’re such a greedy little whore, you can’t even stop yourself." She slammed into her again, so deep that Lisa screamed, the sound echoing as Rosé filmed, giggling. "That’s it, Lisa, scream louder. Let the whole club know you’re our personal fuck doll."
When the fifteenth (or was it sixteenth?) guy was about to cum, Jennie shoved Lisa hard, making her collapse sideways again. "Get out of the way, Lisa, you’re in the damn way," Jennie said, expertly catching his load in the jar, the thick white liquid glistening inside. "Look at that, it’s almost overflowing. You’re drawing a whole crowd, you filthy slut."
Lisa, panting heavily, looked at the jar, her body trembling from exhaustion and pleasure. "You guys... are cruel," she murmured, laughing between moans. "But I’ll hold on... just to prove I can." She tried to get up, but Rosé, still wearing the strap-on, gripped her hips and thrust into her again, making her scream. "Rosé, fuck, let me breathe!" Lisa begged, though her moans betrayed just how much she was enjoying it.
"Breathe?" Rosé smirked, her voice dripping with mischief. "You breathe when we say so, Lisa. Now get back on that dick and suck it properly." She pushed the strap-on deeper, making Lisa moan so loud that the guy on the other side of the gloryhole came just from the sound. Jennie, quick as ever, nudged Lisa aside and collected his load into the jar, laughing. "You’re so good they cum just from hearing you, Lisa. But don’t worry—this jar’s still got room."
By the time the last guy showed up, Lisa was at her limit—body exhausted, jaw aching, her ass and pussy burning from Jisoo and Rosé’s relentless thrusts. She sucked with what little energy she had left, her moans muffled as Jennie kept teasing her. "Last cock, Lisa," Jennie said, holding the jar. "Suck it like it’s your salvation. Show us you’re the slut who can take anything."
Lisa pulled the cock out of her mouth for a second, panting. "I... I’m your slut... but fuck, give me a break after this!" She laughed before taking him back in, only for Jisoo, now strapped up, to fuck her with such deep, punishing strokes that Lisa screamed again, unable to keep the cock in her mouth. "Jisoo, please!" she begged, her body convulsing. "I can’t—I can’t take it anymore!"
"Can’t you?" Jisoo taunted, filming as she thrust. "You’re cumming, Lisa. Look how your body shakes. You’re our perfect little whore." When the guy finally came, Jennie pushed Lisa aside one last time, collecting the final load into the jar. "Perfect," Jennie purred, swirling the nearly full container. "Now, Lisa... time for the grand finale."
Lisa had lost count of how many cocks she had serviced—fifteen? Twenty? It didn’t matter. Her jaw ached, her throat burned, and her body trembled from the brutal, unending fucking she had endured at the hands of Jisoo and Rosé. Yet, she didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. Every drop of cum was precious, every thick, salty load another contribution to the jar that now sat nearly half-full, glistening under the dim lights like some perverse trophy.
Jennie circled her like a predator, her voice dripping with venomous praise. "Look at you, our perfect little slut. You’re doing so well, Lisa. Taking all these cocks like a born whore." She crouched down, gripping Lisa’s chin, forcing her to meet her gaze. "All this cum… and you know what’s coming next, don’t you? You’re going to drink every last drop. Prove to us how much you love being our filthy little cum bucket."
When the last man stepped forward, Lisa was a wreck—her makeup smeared, her legs shaky, her mind fogged with exhaustion. But she wasn’t done. Not yet. With a desperate whimper, she took him into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked with every ounce of energy she had left. Rosé fucked her from behind with the strap-on, each thrust making Lisa’s body jerk forward, her lips stretching obscenely around the cock in her mouth. Jisoo recorded it all, giggling as she zoomed in on Lisa’s teary eyes and drooling lips.
"God, you’re a fucking legend, Lisa," Jisoo cooed, her voice laced with mocking admiration. "Look at you, taking it like a champ. You were born for this, weren’t you? Born to be our little cumdump."
The man groaned, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself down Lisa’s throat. She coughed, pulling away just in time to spit the last thick spurt into the jar, her body collapsing onto her knees, her chest heaving. She was a mess—covered in sweat, spit, and cum, her mind hazy with submission.
Jennie sauntered over, lifting the jar with a triumphant smirk. The contents sloshed, thick and white, a disgusting testament to Lisa’s debasement. "You were incredible, baby," Jennie purred, her voice sickly sweet. "But now… the grand finale." She pressed the jar into Lisa’s trembling hands. "Drink up, princess. Every. Last. Drop. Consider it payback for making me swallow earlier."
Lisa’s heart pounded as she stared into the jar. Fear flickered in her eyes, but it was drowned out by something darker—something hungry. The adrenaline, the humiliation, the way Jennie, Jisoo, and Rosé watched her with expectant, predatory grins… it pushed her over the edge.
With a shaky breath, she lifted the jar to her lips. The first gulp was the hardest—thick, bitter, overwhelming. She gagged, her throat convulsing, but forced it down. The girls cheered, their laughter sharp and merciless.
"That’s it! Chug it, slut!" Rosé taunted, clapping her hands.
"God, look at her," Jisoo giggled, still filming. "She’s actually doing it. What a fucking whore."
Lisa’s stomach churned, but she kept going, swallowing gulp after gulp, her face contorted in disgust and twisted pleasure. When the jar was finally empty, she dropped it with a clatter, her body swaying as she fought the urge to vomit.
Jennie grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. "Good girl," she whispered, her voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. "You really are our perfect little cum pig, aren’t you?"
Lisa collapsed onto the floor, her body spent, her mind floating in a haze of exhaustion and lingering arousal. She let out a weak, delirious laugh. "You guys… are fucking evil," she slurred, her voice hoarse from hours of sucking and screaming.
Jennie knelt beside her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead—a sickening contrast to the degradation she had just endured. "You were perfect, Lisa," she murmured, her fingers tracing Lisa’s swollen lips. "No one does it like you. No one takes it as good as you."
Jisoo and Rosé joined them, their arms wrapping around Lisa in a mocking embrace. "So," Jisoo purred, her grin wicked. "Ready for the next challenge?"
Lisa groaned, her body protesting at the mere thought. "Give me… a fucking break," she panted, her limbs heavy. "For the love of God… just let me breathe."
Rosé laughed, squeezing her tighter. "Oh, Lisa…" she whispered, her voice dripping with false sympathy. "You know we’re just getting started."
And as the three of them loomed over her, their smiles sharp and knowing, Lisa realized with a shuddering mix of dread and excitement—this was only the beginning.
Besides having cocks filled in every hole. What other unordinary objects do you loving shoving yourselves to get off too?
Jennie:
"Once, alone in a hotel, I grabbed a bottle of cold champagne, one of those long, thin ones. I bit my lip as I pushed the rounded tip against my pussy, feeling the cold glass slide between my swollen, horny lips. It was delicious to feel that coldness against my throbbing clitoris, and within minutes I was cumming, moaning loudly. Another time, after a rehearsal, I grabbed a really thick microphone cable and used it to fuck myself standing up in the dressing room. Its thickness opened me up all over, and just imagining someone seeing me like that made me cum hard, making a mess."
Lisa:
"On a trip, I took the handle of a luxury hairbrush, smooth and perfect. In the shower, with the hot water running down my body, I slowly inserted it into my pussy, feeling every inch going in and out. I got so excited that I started rubbing the handle on my clitoris until I came quickly, almost slipping in the shower with so much pleasure. There was another time when I used a decorative candle, with the still warm wax dripping on my nipples before I sat on it, using my whole body to satisfy myself until I exploded with desire."
Rosé:
"Oh, fuck, that question makes me wet… Besides loving a hard cock, I've had some really naughty fun. One night, in the dressing room, I found a perfume bottle with that smooth, cold glass. I spread my legs and started rubbing the mouth of the bottle on my pussy, feeling the contrast of the cold against my throbbing clitoris. It was so good that I came quickly, moaning without control. Another time, I used a very polished silver spoon handle, slowly inserting and removing it while masturbating, until I came with a tremor that left me weak."
Jisoo:
"In a hotel room, I grabbed a massage wand with a rounded tip and turned it on to the softest vibration. I slowly ran it over my pussy, letting the toy do the work while I just moaned, until I exploded with pleasure. Another time I used the handle of a silk fan, thin and smooth, sticking it in my wet pussy while I imagined myself being caught in the middle of a party. Just thinking about how forbidden it was made me cum twice in a row, writhing all over."
A/N: A friend said "yuri fic when" so, here you go I guess? Also a lot of yapping involved, so apologies for that.
Enjoy.
You should’ve expected this to happen.
Jjoyul:
Sharing Live Location.
HELP NOW
ASAP
PLS
You blink. You squint.
What the fuck?
You read it again.
What the fuck, that’s not her address.
You:
whats going on
Jjoyul:
I NEED HELP
I SWEAR ILL O U 1
You:
with what
where are you even
are you safe
You sit up from your bed, rubbing a hand on your face in annoyance. Out of all the days, it had to be the day you slept in late for her to fuck about and make you find out instead.
Jjoyul:
SAFEST PLACE IN D WORLD RN
WILL XPLAIN LATR
CAN U PLS COME
T_T
You were halfway into typing the word “no” and go back to cuddling your comforter and enjoying some more well deserved sleep until your phone buzzed two more times.
Jjoyul:
Image attached.
PLSSSSSSS
You groan. Half tempted to throw your phone on the nightstand and forget all about the messages. Half tempted to open the image and hope that you can have an idea on what’s actually going on.
You let the angel on your shoulder win this round and open your phone.
Yuri’s face takes up your screen, sitting down on a couch with an all-familiar pout on her lips, finger pressing her chin, wide innocent eyes, and an adorable little head tilt. You’re pretty sure you’ve seen this type of picture so many times that you feel like she’s recycling old pictures.
You wonder how this brat can be this cute yet so annoying at times because you’re falling for her endearingly irritating tactic of cuteness to get you to help her with whatever it is she needs help with. You were about to press the location text she sent to see where she actually is when she sent one last message.
Jjoyul:
ILL EVEN COOK U LUNCH AND DINNER NEXT TIME
Now while free food is nice, Yuri’s cooking is something else. Not that you’d ever tell her that because, well, her ego would skyrocket, but she could cook an egg and you’d think a sous chef made it.
The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and all that. Your sleep-deprived brain isn’t helping much in that regard to stop it. Besides, it’s free food on call.
What’s the worst that could happen?
You:
fine, be there in 30
Jjoyul:
U DA BESTTTTTTT
IM AT 221 BTW
TELL THE LADY THAT UR HERE 4 ME
TYTYTY <3
And so began your quick shower, a salmon riceball for brunch, and you’re walking out the door heading to her location. Said place is an apartment complex that looks similar to yours—tall, muted colors, minimalistic design—and you start to wonder what she’s doing in a place so far away from where she lives.
She was surprisingly close to your place too—a good ten minute walk to wake the legs up—and you’re stepping into the lobby to be greeted by the receptionist.
You tell her that you’re here for a “Jo Yuri” and all she does is raise an eyebrow.
“No packages?” Her head tilts in confusion.
“...No?” You respond. “Am I supposed to have one?”
“Oh, no, no!” The lady chuckles. “She’s been getting a lot lately, I thought you would be dropping off some more.”
She points you to where you can get to 221, and after thanking her, your mind stops to think:
What the fuck is she doing here?
You take the stairs, faster that way since she’s just a floor up, and you’re standing in front of apartment 221.
You take a deep breath, curl your fingers, prep yourself to call the cops if you need to, and knock.
Tap-tap-tap.
Silence greets you. You wait. Then try again.
Tap-tap-tap.
Still, no answer. You air out a ‘huh’ and decide to just–
Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-
“Just a second!” Yuri’s muffled voice comes out of the door, and you hear her padded footsteps rushing.
The lock clicks, the handle turns, and you’re greeted to the sight of a disheveled looking Yuri grinning up to you.
“Hey–” She huffs, grabbing your arm and tugging you inside. Her hand is warm against yours, but it was gone as quickly as it came. “You got here pretty fast.”
“It’s a few blocks away from mine.” You turn around to see her already closing the door before leaning back to it, arms behind her back to face you, giving you a chance to properly look at her.
Hair framing that lovable face, smile that radiates trouble, crescents that screams innocent excitement all wrapped in a baggy shirt hanging off one shoulder and some shorts that hides her figure.
Not that you’d know anything about it, you just…saw it a couple of times. Like when you two attended Minju’s wedding as friends.
Totally not as each other’s wedding date.
You definitely didn’t give her that wide-eyed stare when you picked her up. Or notice how beautiful she looked in the white dress which showed off a bit too much cleavage that definitely didn’t do things to both your heads. Or stand a little too close when one of the groomsmen complimented her on her looks.
And you really didn’t hold her hips when she dragged you to the dance floor because her favorite slow dance started playing. Didn’t like how your hands felt perfect on her. Didn’t feel your heart skip a beat when she gave you that smile when it ended.
You swear it wasn’t awkward the next few weeks after.
Nope. You’re absolutely sure that you and her were totally okay for that period of time.
You focus back on Yuri, who’s gotten close enough to lean into your personal space, face almost touching your chest, shirt swinging low enough for you to see a hint of her generous chest. You can even smell the jasmine radiating off her.
She’s too close.
You blink. She chuckles.
You take a step back. She straightens.
Speaking of personal spaces–“Where are we, exactly?”
“This, exactly, is–” She stretches it out, making drum roll gestures, dancing around you. “–drumroll please–”
She stops, expecting eyes and a beaming set of lips looking up to you.
She wags her eyebrows. You sigh.
“Seriously?” You ask. Her smile widens.
You roll your eyes. She grins.
You make drum roll sounds. She makes drum roll hands as she continues to step backward into the middle of the living room before stretching her arms wide and giving a tiny hop.
“Jo Yuri’s brand new, very own home!” She declares, posing like a little kid who won the lottery. “Ta–da!”
The place was semi-furnished, all the heavier things already out and ready to be used like the couch on one end and the flat screen mounted on the wall. But what’s really getting to you are the amount of boxes in the room.
All the colors you can think of, all the different sizes, labeled, unlabeled, packed, unpacked; They were everywhere, from the floor to the kitchen counter. You don’t even want to know what was inside. God forbid she hands you one of them and it just so happens to be her underwear.
She wouldn’t do that anyway. You trust her enough to know what’s inside all the boxes.
It’s still a mess overall though, and as you’re taking it in, you realize:
You’re here to help her unpack all her shit.
“Pretty nice ain’t it?” Everything about her screams pride of what she’s accomplished—she should be—like the hands on her hips and the way she says it.
“Don’t know about pretty, but it is nice.” You look behind her, eyeing the amount of boxes that were basically mocking you at this point. “How much shit do you even have? And when did you move in here?”
“This is like, eighty percent of it, give or take.” Jesus Christ. “I tried doing it on my own but there’s too many and I didn’t wanna bother the movers because they already helped with all the big appliances and I thought–”
Yuri’s making that thinking pose then a lightbulb gesture like she’s in a sitcom. “–Why do it alone when I can do it with my favorite person in the whole wide world!”
“I thought that was Yena?” You deadpan.
She opens her mouth to answer, then closes it. Her eyes look to the side. Her lips make a thinking face. She looks too damn adorable.
She opens her mouth to answer. “My second! Favorite person in the whole wide world!”
“That’s not how that works, Yuri.” Your head shakes. “Not at all.”
“It is to me.” She giggles, picking up one of the smaller boxes. “Besides, this is a lot more fun than getting this done all alone.”
“Don’t I have a say in this?” She pushes said box to your chest. “This is gonna take us all day.”
“You said yes the moment you agreed to my cooking.” She patters back to the couch, sitting on the small empty space it still has. “No take backs.”
Well, she’s got you there. Her cooking’s worth a day of unpacking all her stuff anywho.
“Can I renegotiate to have that lunch and dinner for two days?” You ask, cross legging down on the floor, opening up the box that contained kitchen utensils.
Fitting, considering the conversation.
“If we manage to get this done before–” She pauses, a box in her lap as she picks up a boxcutter. “Before dinner, I’ll make you food for the next week.”
“Say no more.” You let out a chuckle, the prospect of having Yuri cook for you till the next week already makes you salivate as you stand up to head into the kitchen.
As soon as you see the counter, you freeze.
The kitchen’s chock full of boxes.
Fuck.
—
They seemed never ending, but you two managed to settle into a rhythm. You handled everything that was for the kitchen and the living room, she took care of the bathroom and the bedroom.
She didn’t bother with the labels anymore, just ripped the box open and handed it to you if it was different things for her shelves. You open them with care and precision so as not to make an even bigger mess of the already boxed up fuckery mess that is her apartment.
You can hear her in the bedroom, the rustling of the boxes coming out of the doorway when you came back from putting some of the cartons away and into the front door, so you take the chance to pick out something easy to unpack since you’ve been given all the big ones—definitely didn’t feel like you were setup.
So you pick up one of the smallest boxes you could see, sit down on the couch and lay it down on your lap.
The box itself was small, jet-black and discreet, not unlike all the other bright and colorful ones that preceded it. It was tightly wrapped as well, red tape all over the carton in a criss-crossy pattern.
Nothing the cutter couldn’t handle.
You open it up, thinking that it was another-some-set of something that you feel like you can convince her to sell off because she seriously has too much stuff for one girl so you part the flaps and—
Dick.
Surprisingly detailed, with all the veins and contours and curls shaping it, the smooth head at the top staring back at you. Although the color ruined any form of realism, somewhere between vermillion or coquelicot or sienna—fucking red—that was practically screaming out what it is.
You blink. Two, three, four times.
You close the flaps. Your eyes follow, nose inhaling deep, mouth exhaling slowly, mind counting to ten.
And then you open it again.
Dicks.
Multiple, plural, a lot. Some were small, others looked like a lightstick—that’s a vibrator—and there was even something metallic tucked in the bottom, underneath all the bubble wrap.
You squint, hands frozen on the black carton, not trusting them to touch anything inside and holy shit is that a pair of handcuffs?
You don’t even want to know why she has so many because your mind is already being sidetracked to what she’s doing with them. How often she uses them, which one was her favorite—
“Hey, how’s it going with the rest?” Yuri calls out, casually walking back into the living room.
You’re stuck, heat creeping up your ears, brain short circuiting, doing its damnedest to hot wire it back into thinking, acting, anything as you’re left frozen in time staring into the deep abyss of the box.
“What’s up with you?” Her chin rests on your shoulder, a grin on her features, chest pushing against your back and the smell of citrus invading your nostrils.
It wasn’t until she saw what was in the box that made her lose all emotion, utter the Lord’s name in vain and straight up dive bomb into your arms.
“Gimme that!” She screams, her chest flattening against you sending even more thoughts into your head, her hands already snatching the hellish thing from your grasp, one hand closing the flaps and the other wrapping around the carton.
“You weren’t supposed to see that yet.” She mutters, holding it close to her chest, protecting it from you, or vice versa. It didn’t really matter to you.
What matters was whatever the hell ‘yet’ meant.
“Well, I mean, I can-uh-fuck-” You’re stumbling, sputtering. Because what the fuck do you even say when you find a box full of sextoys that weren’t yours? “I can forget this ever happened?”
“Can you?” She asks, glares really. Raised eyebrow, doubtful eyes, the complete package of disbelief written on her. “Can you really?”
No, you really couldn’t. But you don’t even get the chance to tell her before she stands up.
“Just–don’t bring it up.” She sighs, walking away from you and back into her bedroom.
And it wasn’t. Nobody brought it up for a while, the both of you focusing on unpacking, folding, cleaning. It was all you two did, not even bothering to make conversation. Not without bringing up the box again.
Until she started to do something extremely simple.
Be a mess.
And she’s dragging you into becoming one when she keeps brushing past you even if she didn’t have to. You could be sitting down on the couch and she’d walk past you to get the box that was right next to you instead of the ones that were stacked up right next to her bedroom door.
It wasn’t like there was a lack of them, if anything there were too many. And she kept doing it anyway.
Yuri didn’t even do anything that you’d consider odd or anything and she’s already distracting you. Every pass, brush of your hands, glances that were a bit too long.
You were trying to pretend that you didn’t notice anything and gaslit yourself into thinking it wasn’t intentional. To leave her to do whatever she wants because it is her house but this, this was like scratching an itch.
If an itch were to ask her why she had so many dildos, that is.
You were rinsing up a few of her mugs when she plops down the couch, halfway empty of the cartons that were seated a few hours ago.
It was a mistake glancing because–
“Why do I keep so much stuff.” She moans out, the first words uttered after the box. Her arms stretched upward, her shirt riding up just a bit to show that bellybutton of hers.
You tell yourself you weren’t staring. She’s just casually seducing you with an arm stretch and the temptation to ask her about the damn box grows higher.
“That sounds like a you problem than anything else.” You snap back down, focusing back on the cups. “Why’d you even bother moving out? I thought you shared the old place with Nako.”
“I did, I just…” Yuri goes silent for a moment, before she crosses her legs and gives you these adorable little puppy eyes that make you wanna squish her cheeks. “Promise you won’t tell her? Or anyone else?”
“You don’t need to tell me if it’s too personal, Yuls.” You shake the glass you’re holding. “We can always leave it at that.”
“It’s not really for me, it’s more for her than anything else.” She shakes her head, grabbing a nearby plushie of a bear she left on the couch because she needs one for ‘couch cuddles’. You remember getting that one for her birthday along with a new set of guitar strings.
And she wonders why she keeps so much extra shit like her toys—
“Just please promise me you won’t tell anyone?” She hugs said bear, keeping it close to her chest. “Pretty please?”
“Alright, alright, I promise.” You place the mug down on the dishwasher.
“Swear it.”
“I just said I promised.” You give her a look, as if she’s seriously asking you to double down on an agreement made just seconds ago.
“I need your utmost trust on this.” Yuri glares. It wasn’t scary at all, not with the bear looking at you with a permanent smile on its face. You wonder what that bear’s seen. Or felt.
“Wha-Fine.” You sigh, leaning back onto the counter. “I swear on my need for an eight-hour-sleep that I won’t tell anybody about what you will say.”
She narrows her eyes. “That’s not enough.”
“You know how much I need my eight hours.”
“Everyone needs eight hours, idiot.” She shakes her head, an arm gesturing upwards. She wasn’t exactly wrong. You just thought you needed it more than everyone else because you have the tendency to stay up a lot.
“On my rank in League.” You state. “Happy now?”
That seemed to do the trick when Yuri hums for a moment to think, then nods. She knows how much you play that game to a near unhealthy degree back then before you were convinced—forcefully, you may add—to take a step back from it. Looking back, you’re a bit thankful that happened.
Lord knows what you would be doing if you kept that up.
But it doesn’t mean you stopped though. Maybe a long break or two, but you always come back to playing it like a drug. You were simply volun-told how to take the proper dosages.
“Now, what’s the big deal about you moving out?” You move to sit on the couch, facing Yuri who’s now hiding her face behind the bear.
“Uhm,” She stalls. Eyes darting from you to the bear she’s holding, gripping it tighter. “So you know how Nako’s been seeing Hitomi for a while now?”
“Uh-huh.”
“They may or may not be doing things when theythinkI'msleepingnextdoor.” She rushes, cheeks reddening at the words that came out as she hides further into her bear.
Silence precipitates the room, giving you the chance to soak in whatever Yuri just said.
“Hold on.” You start, lips unconsciously curving upwards. “You moved out because you couldn’t stand them fucking?”
“It’s more than that!” She shouts, slapping you with the bear in such a weak manner it makes you laugh.
“They’ve been wanting to move in together so I thought I’d move out instead.” She explains, grabbing a small yellow box on the table. “They wouldn’t have to worry about looking for another place if I did.”
“Pretty selfless of you.” You comment, leaning back and watching her rip the carton apart. “What made you wanna do that?”
She bites her lip, hesitating, hands stopping from unfurling the bubble wrap covering something.
“Too much?” You ask again, knowing that this wasn’t about her roommate anymore.
“No, I’ve just…” She replies, before she turns to look at you. “I’ve been wanting to move out for a while now, you know? Nako’s been my roomie ever since uni, and before that I shared my room with my sister.”
“Ah. You have that dilemma.” You remember the decision to do it yourself. Your parents were fifty-fifty on it till you had to convince them it was better than hour long commutes to and from work.
“Yeah.” She nods, going back to focus on the wrap. “You must’ve went through that when you moved out.”
“I mean, sure.” Solo living had its perks. Made you appreciate doing chores yourself, you didn’t have to worry about anyone else’s dishes being left in the sink. You could walk around doing whatever with complete privacy, and no one would bat an eye for it.
“It gets lonely at times but you learn to do things for yourself every once in a while.” You add, leaning back to enjoy the soft cushion, watching her open up a box of books.
“And that’s why you got me, dummy.” She teases, picking up one of the books and giving it a once over. You can see a very familiar tie as the book cover and decide to keep that away for safekeeping.
Because a box full of sextoys isn’t enough for her, you guess.
“You do live pretty close by now.” You nod, standing up to pick up another blue container. “We can meet up more if you want.”
“You just like free food.” She bites, stacking up a few books of varying sizes.
“And you like my company.” You bite back, cutting the tape with the boxcutter, the ripping sound following each stroke. You won’t lie and say that you didn’t like the idea of seeing Yuri more often. Maybe even get a peak of what she’d be doing with one of those toys—
You immediately stop that line of thought and glance back at her after and notice one of the stacks she made was close to toppling. “Might want to put the biggest one on the bottom.”
“Shut up.” She looks down, biting her lip to stop the smiling forming on her face as she starts to fix up her makeshift jenga structure. “Anyway, it took me a while to find this apartment, and the movers were a pain in the ass to talk to.”
“What, they didn’t like that you had so much shit for a single person?” You grin, placing the cutter down. “You can always sell these things online.”
“What am I even gonna sell?” She mutters, arms up in the air as she stops re-arranging her novels on the table. She pauses, stares at the books, then looks up to you staring right back at her.
“Don’t say it.” She warns, shaking her head, eyes widening a tiny bit. “I swear to god, don’t you fucking say it.”
All you do is give her a smirk, extremely tempted to say exactly what you were both thinking. Her hands were already moving to hold onto a small novel, and while it may seem idiotic to tempt physical danger, it also sounds very fun to piss her off.
“The bo–” A thump resonates. A pained shout erupts. A groan follows.
“I told you not to say it.” She repeats, hands on her hips.
“Worth it though.” You grumble, hand rubbing your chest where the book hit you. “You’ll get money on the side anyway, what’s the big deal?”
“Getting to know what to sell is a big deal, duh.”
“You’re unpacking. This is like, the best time to.” You place her novel book on top of one of her stacks.
She slouches, looking like she’s considering the idea when she starts glancing around her towers of books and the rest of the taped up boxes. “Promise you’ll help?”
“If you tell me why you have a box full of sextoys, sure.” You smile, sitting down next to her. Externally, you looked cool as a cucumber. Internally, you were dying.
Why the fuck did that come out of your mouth, you wonder. You should’ve just agreed and be done with it but now the awkward silence was eating you alive.
“...Oh my god.” She groans, leaning back onto the couch. “I thought we already went past that!”
“Did we?” You shrug, taking another glance at her stack of books, pretending that you were completely okay with what you just blurted out. “I never agreed to that.”
“I hate you.” She smacks you with her plushie. “I seriously do.”
You laugh, flailing your arms to protect yourself from a bear. “No–you–don’t–”
She hits you a couple more times before she eventually stops—from exhaustion or from being lazy, you don’t know—and glares. Eyes narrowing, lips flattening, mind deliberating. All the while the bear is just staring at you.
The bear’s got a pretty cool hat you have to admit—
“Fine.” She states, lips slowly transforming into a grin. “If we still finish before dinner.”
“Yeah, I still get food though right–wait.” You stop, jaw dropping slowly. “Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.” She answers, crossing her arms around the bear. “I’ll even give you a live demo if you want.”
“I think I’m good with the story, thanks.” You chuckle bashfully, hands raising in surrender. Not that watching her fuck a dildo wasn’t hot as fuck, it’s simply very bad for your mental and physical health to be given a clear view to that show.
“You sure?” She draws the words out, smirking and teasing. She leans in, her hair falling, getting closer and closer till you can feel her breath on your face. “You don’t wanna see me suck on a strap like it’s your di–”
“Yes I’m fucking sure!” You answer—scream, really—as you stand up, away from any more of her teasing because your hands are starting to get that itch instead of your mouth. You scratch that itch by going back to the mundane job of grabbing boxes.
You don’t notice the grin on Yuri’s face become absolutely feral.
The next few hours were spent unpacking everything else that was still trapped in their boxes, and anything that she thought she could sell she’d leave in the living room. A bunch of books, extra cables, some plushies she has.
You’re sitting down on one of her chairs for a short break when you let your eyes wander the room. Aside from the large cartons that you both decided to leave for later, the place was halfway there to becoming a home.
It inevitably lands back towards her—it always does—where she’s pulling her shirt up to wipe the sweat off her brow. It also lets you have another peek at her waist, the same pair that you held with your own two hands on that wedding.
There’s always that lingering thought in your head on what her bare hips would feel like, caressing them, tracing every inch of skin with your fingers and wondering what her moans would sound like.
Your mind strays, imagining her face when you trail them upwards, moving closer and closer towards her chest, watching her features morph into something filthy. Begging for you to do more. Touch her, kiss her, tame her.
It’s a good thing they’re just thoughts and not actions cause you don’t know if you’d be able to stop yourself from doing all of that given the chance.
Her offer to give a live performance is enough to make your cock twitch. Add your thoughts into the mix and you’re becoming a horny teenager again.
You exhale through your nose, quietly, hiding it through a tilt of your cup and a sip of cold liquid.
“You never answered me earlier.” You let out, getting your mind out of the gutter for once.
It’s been happening too many times today.
“About what?” She peeks over the rim of her glass.
“About when you moved here.” You reiterate, elbows on your knees, placing the cup down on her coffee table. “What’s up with that?”
“Technically I started yesterday.” She scoffs. “But I had this place for a few weeks now when–”
She goes on about how she found out about the apartment through Yena and went with her mother to get an initial view. She got a deal to own it after a few years with a down payment and had the movers prep all her items throughout the weeks and have it all delivered in one go.
“I remember one of the assholes tried peeking down my top when they were moving the couch.” She gripes. “Wasn’t even trying to be subtle about it cause he kept sticking close, the creep.”
“...Do I need to talk to the guy?”
“Mom already handled it.” She answers, standing up to pick up a few leftover cartons, giving you a grin. “But I’ll keep the offer in mind in case I need to move again.”
“Open up one of the big ones while I put these away?” She says, already walking out to her front hall. You could’ve been seeing things but she might’ve been putting a bit more sway in her hips.
“Sure.” Your feet are already moving towards one of them. “Offers always up when you need it!”
And you’re back to the grind. Open, unpack, store.
Except she’s ramped everything up to eleven.
Intentionally bending over in front of you to show off her ass in those short shorts—you’re totally overthinking it when you thought you saw a small indent in her shorts—or giving you another look underneath her top; Her bra’s this dark blue that’s almost black—it’s a bra for fuck’s sake.
The small touches become more apparent. Less boxes, more space, no reason to take the long way and keep walking in front of you for a touch of your forearm instead of anywhere else.
And the looks she’s giving. The winks she’d send your way when she catches you glancing. The bite of her lip when she’s trying to force her way inside a box.
Now this isn’t just mere coincidence anymore.
It’s bothering you a lot; You feel like the air conditioner isn’t cold enough, you’ve been drinking a lot more water in between breaks alongside the snacks that Yuri’s kept feeding you with.
If this wasn’t paranoia, you don’t know what it is.
Then again, you agreed to this the moment she convinced you to help.
You walk back from her bathroom after placing down some medical supplies in one of the cabinets—You really need to have her sell some of her things—where you find her laying down on the floor, now clear of all the rainbow colored cartons save for one last box.
“Want some more water?” You ask, already heading to the kitchen, grabbing two glasses from her cupboard.
“Please.” She lazily throws an arm up towards you.
“Sit up.” You hold out her cup. “Or else I dunk you in it.”
You honestly could. Just shower her in water and soak that baggy shirt of hers, giving you an excuse to ogle her tits–
“Alright, alright.” She gets up to lean onto the sofa seats, grabbing the cup from your hands to take a sip. “Thanks.”
“It’s your house, I’m here to enjoy the free drink.” You sit down on a chair across from her.
“Always food with you.” She smiles underneath the cup. “Too bad you’re getting that story.”
“Speaking of which,” She continues, “Can you get the box from my bedroom? It should be by my desk.”
“Is it that box?” You put the cup down. “It’s that box isn’t it?”
“Are you actually scared of a box?” She giggles. “Yes, you dummy, it’s that box. Now go get it already. It’s important for the tea.”
“Do we really need it?”
“Of course we need it dummy.”
“Just–making sure.” You cough, clearing your throat before doing as she asks, nervous anticipation consuming your thoughts.
You shake your head. You really need to stop with these things.
She wouldn’t actually use them in front of you anyways.
So you distract yourself, focus on getting what you need, and get back to Yuri. It also gave you a chance to look around the place.
Her apartment started to look lived in, her shelves and cupboards full of items, the boxes all folded up and placed near her front door for recycling.
It looked a lot better than it was when you came in, that’s for sure.
You spot it immediately after coming inside her room. It was very her for the plushies to be used as a guitar stand alongside her many, many novels and right next to her keyboard standing near the desk.
Not even a day into living here and she’s already managed to make it into her own. Gotta give her props for that one.
Well, maybe not for some of her clothes still strewn about in her bed.
You can’t stare at it. You won’t. It’ll make you start thinking about what she’d look like in them. What she’d look like without them.
You booked it straight to the box—still black, still closed—your head staring at it, damn near putting holes in it as you walk out of the bedroom to avoid anything else except for the piece of carton in your hands.
Right into even more trouble.
The very first thing you noticed when you came back into her living room was her shorts on the floor.
The sounds registered after. The squelches, the moans, the gasps. All so low, so lewd, so incredibly fucking fucked hearing it all come from her.
You’re almost tempted to go back to her room and leave her be. Pretend you never saw anything, play the dummy that she always call you by.
But you look up, because what you’ve been imagining for so long is right in front of you and the devil in your shoulder is whispering all the dirty things that you’ve been wanting to do with Yuri. Do unto Yuri.
Everything.
And boy, was it a sight.
Yuri made herself comfortable on the couch, legs spread with a hand between her legs, blue-ish black panties that matched her bra pulled to the side with a small silvery object playing in her fingers rocking back and forth into her tight ass. Her other hand’s busy pinching a nipple, her shirt ridden up to her chest along with her bra.
She’s easing into the plug, teasing herself, the tip all wet and shiny from what you think is lube. You can see her tense up every time she pushes it in, mouth trying to bite a piece of her shirt to stifle her moans.
Didn’t really work, but the view.
Hips rocking with every thrust, the plug slowly disappearing into her, thighs shaking, muscles rippling. The hand on her tits hasn’t stopped pinching and squeezing. Everything about her looks so fuckable in all the ways you’ve thought extremely hard not to.
It almost made you drop the box, with the sound of saving it alerting Yuri to your presence.
“He-Hey.” She moans, pushing the entire thing deep, taking all of it into her ass before fixing up her panties. “You were taking too long.”
“I–” You start. Your mouth stays open for a good while, trying to think of something to say. You can’t.
Because you don’t exactly know what to say when someone’s fucking herself on a butt plug in front of you.
“You want-wanted to know about the toys right?” She says, letting the plug settle, hand pulling away from it to cup her tits. “C’mere and give me one.”
You follow, mouth still stuck in that perpetual curse of being unable to move as you sit down right next to her, box in hand.
The box moves from one pair to another. Yours to hers, where the flaps open once more to show her very bright collection of dildos, vibrators, and handcuffs.
Yuri’s planning something devious, or ambitious. Could be one, could be both. She hums, eyes looking through her box, tongue slipping out of her mouth to lick at her lips.
Definitely both.
“Pick a toy.” She asks you, face full of perverse mischief, hand roaming over her wares. “We can take turns choosing.”
You were completely still, stuck from earlier, mind processing; Embedding the image of Yuri playing with her ass into your head like a core memory of hers that you would never delete from your brain.
“Yuri–” You exhale, making her hum—purr, really, but who gives a shit at this point. “Are you seriously asking me to pick a fucking toy?”
“Duh. They’re all clean by the way, so touch all you want.” She answers, rolling her eyes, leaning back into the couch’s arm. Her shirt’s still ridden up, her breasts out in front of you, nipples hard from her earlier teasing. “Or do you want me to go first?”
She’s already reaching out to the black carton, decision made on what she’d be showing you—or using on herself—before you cut her off with yours.
“The dildo.” You say, one of your arms picking it up. It was the same one you first found when you opened it earlier. Red, large, and girthy, something that looked like it would fill her up all the way. “This one.”
You hand it over to her. It looked comically large in her hands, yet she’s all grins and giggles when she brings it closer to her mouth, tongue already lapping at the tip of it.
“Would you believe me when I say that this is the first one I bought?” She’s slobbering all over it, sucking on the first few inches of the toy, tongue flicking and licking to get it all wet and ready for her.
Her eyes are closing, moaning as she takes it deep, likely imagining that she’s throating a real cock. Yours is twitching at the thought of it being yours that she’s fucking her mouth with.
“This became one of my faves too.” She lets out, biting her lip as she lowers it down to her clothed pussy, rubbing it over herself. Her panties are stained from earlier, a wet darker patch of it in the middle. “Other than the vibrator, but I use both anyway–”
She cuts herself off with a strangled moan, her hips raising, arching as she presses the toy into that spot, rubbing it in, wetting it even more with the saliva that stuck to it.
Jesus Christ, is all you can manage to conjure up in your brain as you watch her edge herself with her favorite fucking strap. The thought of pulling her panties aside never seemed to cross her mind because she’s pushing it inside her to no avail.
“God, the things I did with this fucking thing–” She’s babbling, starting and stopping about how she’d always use it whenever, wherever, whoever.
“Fuck, I’d just use this to get off when I needed a good dicking–” It’s probably why she never goes out on dates even when everyone’s telling her to go on them. Who needs a boyfriend to satisfy her if she can do it herself anyway?
“Had to-god-to get the smaller ones cause I couldn’t walk in public with this.” That gets you thinking, pacing, recollecting every moment you’ve been with her if she had one stuffed inside of her pussy.
“Yena even borrowed one of them–” Now the vivid picture of Yuri and Yena sharing the red toy with each other, fucking each other with it, wondering how’d be on top, is painted inside of your mind. “And she still hasn’t given it back, the bitch–”
You might never look at Yena the same again with that.
All the while Yuri’s kept on going, hands never quite stopping with her metaphorical blue balling. Her underwear is completely soaked with her juices, even marking the couch with the damp spots underneath her.
“Fuck, Yuls–” Your cock’s been straining against your pants since she’s started, in dire need of relief from the confines of your clothes. One of your hands comes to undo the draws of your sweatpants to relieve the tension but you’d think the air can get you off at this point.
“Fuck me, huh?” Her tongue paints her lips before a question—a very dangerous one, you might add—comes out of her mouth. “Is that what you want?”
“God yes,” You confess, eyes roaming all over her. From her delectable thighs, her perky tits, her adorably sinful face; It’s all so ruinable. “Wanted you ever since–”
“The wedding?” She cuts you off.
“Even before that.”
“Tell me.”
So you do.
Tell her that it happened at that university reunion party you all attended. It was pretty memorable, considering that’s when Minju was officially announced ‘out of the market’.
Yuri was blonde then, wore this green dress that hugged her curves and showed her off in all the right places. That was the first time you ever saw her outside of baggy clothing or the tamer casual wear she has on.
It didn’t help that she stuck to you like glue for the majority of it all. You and her were making sure Yena didn’t do something stupid when she had a bit too much to drink.
You tell her how much you wanted to pull her into the bathroom and rail her against one of the stalls; You would hike her dress up and pull her underwear down and go to town on her pussy, not caring if anyone walked in and found out about it.
Watch her face morph into a state of euphoria as you give her a nice, thick load at the end of it. Steal her panties so she’s forced to go back out there glowing from the aftermath and dripping with your cum.
Her eyes are closed all throughout, hand lazily circling the dildo over her, clinging to every single word, and all the dirty things you wanted to do to her that day. It gets her even more riled up hearing you talk like that, judging from the way she’s pushing the toy harder through the cloth.
Then she grins, pulling at the fabric covering her cunt at the same time she pushes. Whether it’s to tease you or to pleasure herself, you can say both and you’d be rewarded, just like she’s doing to herself when she stops for a moment to hike up her legs and take off her panties.
It’s left dangling on one of her legs when she brings it back down and spreads them once more, wet pussy out in the open. You wet your own lips at the sight of it, wanting to put your cock in between her legs and feel how hot she would feel.
Even the butt plug is mocking you, the shine of it inside of her ass barely visible because of the grip that she has on it.
“You-you wanna know something funny?” Her eyes are locked into yours while her hands are back to playing with herself, grinding back on her toy. The lack of ruined underwear makes it even better for the both of you. “I had this plug on my ass that day. Fuck, I even had this on ever since we talked about moving in.”
You two were fucking hopeless.
She slides just the tip in, relieving all the built up tension she’s had for the past few whatever long time has passed and the moan she lets out sounded heavenly, the relief of everything crashing down on her.
“It was my first time too,” She continues, slouching down further into the couch to give you a better view of her ass, holes filled up with her toys. “Having it in me in public. I was so fucking horny that day that I probably would’ve let you fuck me in that bathroom–”
The red toy goes deeper inside of her, shutting herself up with her own actions. A whimper rings out, her thighs trembling with each thrust of the dildo into her drenched cunt.
“Wish th-this could be your cock–” She squeals, biting her lip to stop the perverse giggles that were trying to sing out of her. “You’d stretch me out so well–”
You couldn’t take it anymore. All the stories, the teasing, the view of Yuri fucking herself to the thought of you. You’re bursting at the seams, needing to chase your own pleasure this time.
So you stand up, a visible tent in your pants—she’s already eye-fucking it—and grab something different from her collection; A vibrator, all white with teal highlights because of course she has the classic one.
You turn it on, watch it whir for a moment before turning it off. You turn your head back towards her, still fixated on your pants, your cock, before you take a step. Her breath hitches.
Take another, and you stop to take your pants off. Quick, crass, it did the job to relieve your own stress as your length is freed from its confines. Yuri visibly shivers in excitement.
One more, and you’re cock-to-face with Yuri, her gaze finally looking up from one head to another.
“Holy shit.” It’s only two words, but those alone speak volumes. She reaches out, gripping you at the base, before she starts to lazily pump away at your shaft. “You’d ruin me for all my toys with this.”
“Would I?” You ask, moving to grope one of her tits. She felt so soft against your hand, so perfect. You needed to feel every inch of her, squeezing, pinching, tugging. Move from one breast to another, and you’re addicted. “All those toys, and I’d ruin you?”
“You fucking would.” She arches, hand between her legs moving faster, no rhyme or rhythm to it. Only a need to cum, and she didn’t care how she’d achieve that high. She pulls you closer, your cock resting on her face, the tip of her tongue having a small taste of you. “Because a real cock would feel so much more better.”
She starts kissing your cock, making out with the head, lips glued to you. Her tongue’s twirling and flicking and dousing you in her spit. She moans, the vibrations thrumming over you, making you clench your legs.
“Yuri, what the fuck–” You steady yourself by leaving her tits to grip her head, the other still holding onto her vibrator, waiting, begging to be used on her.
“This already beats out sucking on Glassy.” She even has a name for the damn thing, and it’s not even made of glass. “I can feel you throbbing.”
And you were, when she presses you back to her face. You are when she giggles, giving you pecks all over your length. And you still will be when she inevitably goes back to sucking your cock.
Her hands pump what she can’t put inside of her, wetting your shaft, surrounded by the hot feeling of her mouth that shakes you to your knees. She has the perfect grip on you, stroking you just fast enough to keep you aching for more.
You don’t know if she’s practiced on a dildo to suck somebody’s—your—dick. Not that it mattered if she did it for anyone else.
Because it’s Jo fucking Yuri that’s loving your cock right now, and that is a dream come true.
Her cheeks hollow, tightening her lips around you, just like yours hands are around her hair. It might’ve hurt her scalp. In reality it turned her on even more, bobbing her head quicker, taking more of you inside her mouth.
Then you remember: You’re holding onto one of her toys too.
A finger is pressed on a button, and it begins humming low, drowned out by her filthy fucking slurps. She’s too entranced with your cock to notice that you’ve brought it down to her chest, letting it massage one of her tits.
She hums, eyes closing, enjoying all the sensations she’s feeling. It’s all a fucking mess; From her sucking you off to fucking herself on Glassy. And she’s enjoying every single minute of it.
She mutters something; Too hard to understand with your cock in her mouth, too obsessed with your cock to let go of it. Girl can’t even bother to let her lips go off your head. So she speaks with her actions instead.
Her hand leaves the base of your shaft in favor of your forearm, resting there while you move the vibrator from one nub to another. Still set low, massaging her breasts slowly, pressing it into her.
Yuri even incentivizes it. She starts going at you faster, getting messier and messier with spit starting to drool down her chin. She keeps uttering indescribable things while she’s at it, and you can’t understand a single fucking thing.
“You know I can’t understand what you’re saying.” You pull at her hair, popping your cock out of her lips, now pouting at the loss of her new favorite toy.
“I was enjoying that.” She whines, trying to push herself back onto you, pulling your arm, anything to get you back. “You taste so good, I could just suck on you all day.”
“I’m not exactly part of your collection, Yuls.”
“Yeah you are.” She retorts, shaking her head at another attempt to escape your grasp. “I have Glassy, and you are Dummy.”
“Fucking–Seriously?” You’re in disbelief. Known each other for who knows how long and she suddenly treats you like an object. “I’m a toy to you now?”
“Of course not!” She grins, hand finally coming up from her legs with the sex toy. She’s waving it around, drenched in her juices, glistening in it. “I love each and every single one of them.”
The implications are damning, yet your lust-addled brain is too horny to comprehend that fact.
“So who’s this?” You ask, pressing the vibrator into her chest, watching her tits sink in. You so badly want to suck on them, make her cry out when you bite one of her nipples. But you save that for later.
Right now you have other priorities.
“Oh, Cherry?” She has a name for everything. “A friend got it for me when she went to Japan.”
The only one you knew that went to Japan recently was—
“You wouldn’t believe the stuff she has.” She grins, the hand on your arm pulling you downwards, to the dip of her breasts, to her midriff, and stopping just above her clit. “She’s crazier than me.”
“Having toys isn’t enough?” You push the vibrator, making sure to up the setting and make her thighs quiver. “Nothing’s crazier than that.”
“You-You’d be surprised.” She admits in the middle of her moans. “Cherry’s the real reason why I moved out.”
“Yeah?” You bring it lower, the head of it moving directly on top of her clit, and you repeat the same words she told you minutes prior.
“Tell me.”
So she does.
Tells you all about that time when she overheard Nako and Hitomi over the walls of her old bedroom. All the moans they were letting out. They were trying to hide it for Yuri too, when she says that they were a lot more muffled than usual.
She just got the toy you’re holding; ”All the way from Japan.” She comments, and was wanting—dying—to try it out.
“The hearing aid helped out a lot.”
She continues with how she used it in tandem with her other toys. Had it go in the same places you had it while she bounced on top of a dildo while she had another smaller one up her ass.
“I’ve always wanted to have this in my ass but it’s too fucking big–”
Her breathy moans sing out of her lips every few words, drawing her story out even more. Yet the pressure on her clit never really goes away, only being released for a short moment when she gets too lost in the pleasure to keep on talking.
She knows what you’re doing because she’s done the exact same thing to herself. All the words, the actions. It’s gotten to a point where the both of you are getting so close to losing all composure, yet you still want to carry on with this game.
So she carries on, giving you a play-by-play of what she did that night. It’s so detailed it makes your cock harder if that was even possible, made you leak pre-cum right there in front of her.
She’s eyeing it of course, has been since she’s started talking, still deprived of your cock in her mouth. She brings her hand back to your shaft, gripping you, jerking you slow. Another comes back to her pussy, her toy pushing back inside of her.
Her eyes meet yours, and the face she makes for you is extremely tempting; Tongue pushing into her cheek, eyebrows wagging, eyes full of perverse ideas.
A pull of her hair stops her, and with a whine or a whimper, she keeps on going.
She admits how she got a bit too noisy after a while, louder than the couple at the other side of her room. She didn’t stop even when they did, if anything it got her hornier at the thought that they knew about what she was doing.
All her thoughts about that night was how much she wanted to get in on the action between the two. Yuri’s heard them so many times and the one time they took her into consideration her libido was at an all time high.
“It wasn’t the first time, either.” Yuri giggles, confessing that she’s gotten off to the both of them so many times at this point. The realization that she got caught that night made her cum all over her bedsheets.
The morning after was awkward for the both of them, she says. How Nako had to sit her down and tell her to stop being so loud with what she was doing. But that only spurred Yuri on, knowing that Nako was listening in on her masturbating to said girl.
Her hands haven’t been idle; Stroking you faster, fucking herself deeper. Her clit’s being abused by the vibrator that you’ve constantly held there, and you can tell that she’s close to cumming her brains out.
Her hands haven’t been idle; Stroking you faster, fucking herself deeper. Her clit’s being abused by the vibrator that you’ve constantly held there, and you can tell that she’s close to cumming her brains out.
She’s all twitchy, legs and arms and mouth just begging for you to turn it up to the max.
“You are just…” You pause, trying to find a single word in your limited dictionary of horny thoughts. A lot of words spring up to mind, but only one really fits the description of Jo Yuri in this very instance. “Such a slut.”
“Yeah?” She cackles, depraved, debauched, deafening. Her entire being is screaming it, and you are loving every second of it. “Cute innocent Yuri being such a closet perv, who would’ve known.”
“Be-Bet you didn’t think of that when you wanted to-to dick me down at that party.” She’s abandoned Glassy in favor of bracing herself to your arm, the shaking in her thighs intensifying as you turn the vibrator up a notch. “Like–Fuck, like you wanna do me right here on this couch.”
You want to confirm something. It’s been gnawing at you ever since she’s decided to ‘obtain’ you as part of her collection. And just as she was about to cum, you slow down.
“One more.” You press a button, and the humming dims.
“One-one what?” She can’t focus anymore, so you turn the toy down to low and watch her exhale in annoyance. “What the fu–I was so close!”
“One last toy you gotta tell me about.” You answer her, tugging her hair back and making her fall back down into the sofa. “Swear on my rank I’ll make you cum right after.”
She’s taking deep breaths, her entire body having these micro spasms, angry and disappointed at her orgasm being halted as well as urging her to finish the job herself. But she decides to indulge you.
“Fi-Fine.” She accepts, “Which toy?”
You reach down, yanking the toy out of her pussy, a guttural mewl spilling out of her followed by a yelp as you throw the vibrator away and pick her up by the waist. You take her place on the couch, ignoring the fact that there’s a giant damp spot where she sat—you’ll help her clean it up after—and manhandle her into your lap.
“This toy.” Your cock is pressed to her lips, dripping with need. You can feel the heat in her legs. “Tell me everything you want to do to me.”
Yuri takes a moment to regain her bearings. It doesn’t take long for those words to register in her head, and when it does, she looks you dead in the eye, and grins.
“Fucking perv.” She comments, grinding onto your lap, shirt up and thrown out of her frame somewhere into her apartment, her bra following soon after. You can feel the heat radiating off her legs and the cold plug in her ass. “Wanna hear me say how much I’ve wanted your dick?”
“I told you mine.” You slide a hand up to one of her tits. “Tell me yours.”
Her grin’s turned into this lewd smirk. Combine that with a bite of her lower lip, and you might as well forget about what you asked at this point.
“Remember that bachelorette party,” She’s edging herself with your cock now, toys all but forgotten. ”When you came to pick me up after we got in trouble with the club. That’s how long I’ve wanted you.”
She’s on a roll, going over all the times she’s gotten wet to the thought of you. The wedding, the after party, every night, to right fucking now. She hasn’t stopped rubbing her folds—like you haven’t been groping her tits—cock in between as she starts to lose herself one more time to the pleasure.
“Watching me fuck myself, having me suck your cock–” Her eyes are fluttering shut, the utter perversion of her words taking over the both of you, pouring gasoline into the already raging inferno of your libidos. “You could dick me down right fucking now and I’d thank you for it.”
Fuck it, you’ve heard, seen, and felt enough.
You grab her by the waist and lift her like she’s another damn box to unpack, and push into her in one smooth thrust. You’re both gasping at the sensation, her arms wrapping around your neck, yours around her hips.
“So much better than my toys.” She sighs out, finally getting what she wants. What you both want. “You’re fucking throbbing.”
“And you’re so fucking tight.” It’s unbelievable how true those words are, gripping you so snug every movement makes her squeeze you oh so harder. She’s had that dildo inside her for so long that it made fucking her all the more easier, and all the more better. You slither a hand down to have a feel of her ass, giving it a little pinch before you start to lift her up and down your length.
Her moans ring out in your ear alongside the kisses down your neck as you bounce her on your cock as if she’s your sex toy now. She’s not idle at all however, hands tugging your hair, her hips rolling in your palms, tits pressing up against your chest.
“S-Shit, you’re the best.” She gasps, needy pants airing out straight into your eardrums. “Don’t think I’ll ever go back to my toys after having this dick all to myself.”
“What makes you think I’m yours, Yuls–”
“Shut up, you fucking dummy.” She cuts you off, straightening up before bottoming herself down, taking your entire length. “Thought about this for weeks. Got myself off at the thought of riding you.”
“I know you’ve thought about it too.” You can barely understand a word, her pussy almost suffocating you. “Fucking told me all about it, you dummy. And now you’re mine.”
She starts doing the repetitively damning motion of lifting herself up and slamming herself down on your cock. She was slow, enjoying the way you fill her up, taking every single inch of you before she rides back up again.
Her hands are still on your shoulders, staring right into the face that’s enjoying every small bit of Yuri’s doing. Every hip roll, every squeeze, every bounce; It is everything and more that you’ve thought about with her, and you are craving to have more of it.
You snap your hips up just as she comes back down, giving her ass a squeeze. The gasp she lets out when you do add a slap to the same cheek is like getting hooked up on drugs.
“And what does that make you, huh–” You’re grabbing onto both ass cheeks, keeping her steady as you take back control, setting a rough pace that makes her leave scratch marks on your shoulders. You catch glimpses of the cool metal of her butt plug on your fingers, still fitted so snugly inside of her ass.
“Wh-What do you think?” She retorts amidst the cries of bliss that you’ve caused.
“Say it.” A hand creeps down to the metal, giving it a tug before placing it back in. The guttural moan that comes echoing into the room makes your cock throb harder inside her, as if it wasn’t already throbbing enough for her.
“N-No–” She’s lost all control of her body, surrendering it to the pleasure she’s feeling yet she’s still putting up a front to you. Pretending that she hasn’t when you both know she already has.
“Say it, you brat.” Another slap to her ass before the both of you pause.
Yuri stares. Gives you that look you’ve seen a million times by now. Her entire body’s sweating, hair matted to her face, even with the cool blow of the AC. The playful glint in her eyes that never seems to leave, and you can’t help but be lost in them for just a moment.
And utters two words. Two words that caused you to come right down to reality, and snap.
“Make me.”
Your grip moves to her waist, hard, enough to leave marks on them as you start to pound into her needy cunt, as if you want her to regret ever saying those words.
She won’t, and she never will. Doesn’t mean you won’t try.
“Oh my god–” Her hand braces itself onto her couch, absolutely ruined by what you two have done to it. “Give me more, fucking wreck me–”
You don’t stop. Make her perverse moans turn into desperate gasps in the air. Turn her body into mush in your hands as you do in fact, wreck her pussy for anything and anyone else.
Fuck her till she has tears in her eyes from how good she’s taking you. Until her toes go numb from all the curling. Until she can’t take it anymore. Until she begs.
“Say it.” It’s a mantra you’ve repeated all throughout. Everytime you fuck her so close to cumming before you stop, slow down, whatever it took to keep her from reaching that high.
And she’ll keep denying it. Keep saying all these different ways to tell you no and you’ll keep forcing it out of her. Keep fucking it out of her.
It’s a game. Some fucked up, depraved version of an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object. Neither of you want to lose, but the both of you oh so want to win.
So you start cheating.
Your mouth moves to her chest, taking in one of her nipples, twirling the nub over and under your tongue and giving it a messy suck. You can taste the sweat off of her, that surprised gasp ringing in your ear when you give her a bite.
“Yes, fuck–” She moans, hands wrapping around your neck, mixing through your hair as she leans further into your mouth, keeping you locked in her entire frame. You’re hammering into her harder, the couch protesting in silence at the stress it’s received today. “I’m so close, please, please–”
You murmur those two words, the repetition breaking her down, sending the vibrations straight into her chest with a swipe of your tongue over a bud before clamping back down to suck on her tit.
Your other hand isn’t idle, dipping down low between her legs, your hand getting a coating of her juices before you bring it back to her plug, using it against her. Pushing, pulling, teasing her tight, delectable ass.
You repeat those two words one last time, reveling in the fact that you’re ruining her for everything else, just like she said you would. Feel her legs start to tremble, waist start to shake, face start to get a rosy hue from all the teasing. All the fucking.
“Please, please keep going, I-I’ll say it, just–” She’s pleading, demanding, begging, for you to finish what you’ve started. “Just make me cum!”
“Swear it.” You’re making her work for it, pushing that plug all the way in to her ass, making her take every inch of the plug as you fuck her into her much needed orgasm.
You only need her to speak the words you’ve been wanting, no, needing to hear into existence, and you’ll give her what she wants. What her body is naturally telling her to do.
Yet she’s lost all manner of speaking, syllables coming out as broken moans because you’re not giving her a chance to rest. The heat of her pants brushes your face when she brings you up from her chest to meet her gaze. Yuri lets out this silly drunk chuckle, before her lips crash into yours.
It’s needy, it’s soft, it’s messy, it’s her. It’s a way of agreement, and you respond with fervor. Tongues meld, grips tighten around each other’s bodies, an urge to take everything this brat of a woman in your lap is giving you rising deep within your chest.
You accept it, all of it, and you return it in earnest by finally giving her what she wants.
You all but rip the buttplug out of her ass at the same time you bottom into her, and she’s reached that high she’s been denied for so long.
Yuri seizes up, abruptly pulling away from your lips as her jaw slackens, back arching as a silent scream is frozen on her features before she starts to shake, jerk, convulse everywhere. Her thighs, her chest, her pussy. She’s gushing, spilling herself all over your cock, the couch, the floor, and you’re left close to your own end.
Yet you pepper her neck with kisses, holding her as she trashes about on your lap. Give your entire focus on her, one of the most beautiful things you’ve seen, and the moans and whimpers that followed were so…fuck.
In that moment all you know is her, completely enraptured by the view of her being undone. Let her break, and watch her be remade. Her teary eyes return back to you, and she regains her bearings with a cup of your cheeks.
“Yeah,” She lets out a weak laugh, leaning in to press her forehead to yours. “Definitely the best.”
She leans in, pecking your lips. Then another, and another, until she’s showering you with them. She’s following it up with these giggles that sounded suspicious.
“Give you my spare key if you give me yours.” She whispers after leaving a kiss on your cheek. It’s a sign of an unspoken promise between you two. One you wholeheartedly agree to.
“If it’s an excuse to spend more time with you,” You reply, thumbs circling her hips. “Then it’s a deal.”
“Like you would say no after this.” Yuri laughs, before a flicker of realization crosses her face, followed by a short roll of her hip that makes your cock jump inside her. “You haven’t cum yet.”
“Close.” You groan, fingers tightening around her hips, head lolling to the sofa back. “Really close.”
“You gonna cum inside me?” You can see the perverted amusement twinkling in her eyes, lips turning into a smirk. “Make me swallow your thick cum? Maybe cum in my ass. You would, wouldn’t you, perv.”
“Christ, Yuri–”
“You’d cum on my face though, right?” She’s given you all these options but the brat’s already decided where you would cum. “Shut me up with that cock, make me choke on it, fuck my face till you burst–”
You’re not going to fall for it. Not gonna pull her off of you and get her down on her knees and cum all over her—the thought makes your cock twitch—when her pussy’s pulsing around your length, trying to milk you of your cum. You feel like you’d cum when you pull out anyway, and she would probably consider that a waste.
So you grab her hips and flip her on her back, pull her legs up to her chest, and give her another sloppy kiss. She moans into it, even as you shove your tongue down her throat just to get her to stop talking. You didn’t even realize that you'd placed your hand on her neck when you pull away.
“Just shut up and get fucked, Yuls.”
You give her throat a squeeze, firm enough to make her gasp, make her eyes blow out and this shit-eating grin forms as you slam into her, fast and rough, with no regard for her at all this time.
“That’s it.” She’s hooked her arms around her legs, keeping them upright for you, giving you all the leverage in the world to fuck her into the sofa. “Use me as your toy, make yourself cum. Fuck it all inside me, I’ll take it, I promise I’ll take all of it for you–”
“I said shut up.” You clamp down harder on her neck, feeling the vibrations of her gullet as she moans into every harsh thrust. Her walls are clenching around you, drowning you in her juices, making it so much easier to drive your hips down harder, urging you to flood her with your cum.
Yuri’s fucking you up with your eyes too. Her eyes are starting to roll back, jaw gaping in struggling sobs, perky tits swaying at every movement, a desire to slap the flesh stirring deep within you.
But you can’t. Not when you’re so close to filling her up with your cum. Your hips get punchier, unfocused. Keep hitting that spot that gets you dizzy from how tight and wet and amazing she feels, taking the hand out of her neck in favor of pressing down on her legs.
She’s almost folded in half, but she’s taking your cock so well, her wails burrowing the slaps of wet flesh against each other as she experiences another orgasm, and the last few thrusts makes your entire body tense up and you finally let go.
Every spurt felt larger than the last; Each rope of cum being unloaded deep inside her. The pleasure was immense, the feeling of filling her up seemed endless, giving her deep thrusts as if you wanted to fuck the cum deeper.
You don’t think you can ever go back to your hands after this.
You’ve collapsed on top of her, completely spent as you move your arms to rest on each side of her face, brushing a stray strand.
“So much…” She mutters, glassy eyes looking up at you, wrapping her arms around your nape. “It feels so good.”
Ditto, is all you can muster up, too tired to move a muscle. You can’t help but stare at her. The matted hair, the drool on her chin, the sweat of her skin, and she’s positively glowing after being wrecked.
She presses a kiss on your forehead, before dropping back down on the couch. “You’re helping me clean this up.”
“Anything for you, Yuls.” You blurt it out without thinking, and the giggle you hear makes you smile.
“Dummy.” She utters, giving you a small peck on the lips before pushing you up. “Come on, get up. I need to make dinner.”
“I thought I wouldn’t be getting free food anymore.” You chuckle, sliding yourself free from her. The both of you let out differing versions of disappointment in your mouths—hums, moans, whines, groans.
“I’m hungry.” Is all she needs to say. “But we both need a shower first.”
“Is that an invitation?”
“No.” She denies, pouts, thinks, then smiles. “Maybe after dinner.”
Notes: This is my first smut! Please tell me any feedback or advice you may have, I’d really appreciate it. This was a request by @avenger7567, so I hope you like it! If you liked reading this, please like, comment, reblog or follow to help a small writer!
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You and Hanni were high school sweethearts. Met when the history teacher paired you two to research about the 80’s. That means you know your wife better than she knows herself.
So, it’s no surprise to you when you see Hanni squeezing her thighs when talking to you, since you also know she’s supposed to be ovulating during the next few days.
Hanni’s face immediately gets red when she sees you walk in the kitchen after a long day of work. She presses her legs together. She smoothes out her baby blue apron. She’s apparently now very focused on cooking dinner.
“Hi love. How are you?” You asked, wrapping your arms around her waist and squeezing with faux-innocence. “Hm… Hi… I’m good…” She stuttered, her voice small.
“Oh, that’s great, love… What did you do while I was working?” You asked, like nothing was happening. Like Hanni wasn't feeling your hands slide from her waist to her hips. “Nothing much… Did laundry…” She answered, facing the counter and not even daring to turn around and look at you, her voice still quiet. “Just that, love?” You furthered the wait, your hands sliding even lower and playing with her thighs like nothing. Massaging them, riding your hands just up enough to find the hem of her floral dress.
Hanni should be used to it, right? She’s been married to you for almost 2 years. She should be used to your teasing questions and burning touches. But she isn’t. Every single time you touch her, Hanni’s knees weaken. And you notice. Every. Single. Time.
“Also did… Um… Also watched a movie…” She replied after a moment. “Really? What movie, love? Was it sexy?” You teased, your goal getting more and more clear with each question. “I didn't— Ah! Fuck!” Hanni starts to give you an explanation, but gets interrupted as you lift her dress enough to palm her ass. “Keep going, love. You didn’t what? I’m curious.” Your hand gave her ass cheek a hearty squeeze before moving on to cup her pussy. “I… I— Ah!” She moaned out from the feeling. “Tell me about the fucking movie, Hanni. Or I won’t touch you anymore. I know you’re ovulating, love.” You mocked the nickname, but forced Hanni to go on.
“Name! S-Shit… I didn’t watch a porn movie… But… I-It’s about— Oh God! It’s about a songwriter… A songwriter and a— a soldier!” She tried to explain the movie plot to you, even as you rubbed your fingers up and down her cunt and circled her cute clit. Never entering her clenching hole. She didn’t deserve it yet. She hadn’t begged for it yet. Oh, but she will. You’ll make her if needed.
You hummed, signaling her to continue. “And… and… she makes a s-song about missing h-him… Oh fuck! Name! Can you fuck me already?” Hanni whines out and you shake your head in denial. “Ask nicely, love. Be a good girl.” You tilted your head and whispered in her ear, your lips brushing against her skin and sliding lower to kiss her neck.
“Holy shit… C-can you, please, fuck m-me, daddy?” She said, after some moments of breathy whimpers and failed attempts to form a coherent sentence. You haven’t even fucked her yet and she’s already going dumb. “Hm… I don’t know… Do you deserve it already?” You teasingly hummed in her ear.
“Please… Please, daddy… Please! Can you fuck my tight pussy? Need your big cock in it, daddy.” She whined out a loud cry, begging. You caved. “Okay, okay. Need prep?” You asked softly, deciding to stop teasing. Hanni needed this. By nature.
“No, daddy… been wet since morning…” Your filthy answers quickly, already taking off her dress and unbuttoning her dress. “Naughty girl. Just wanna have her holes filled with cock, am I right?”
“Yes, daddy! Wanna get all my holes filled with daddy’s thick, white cum! Gonna get knocked up and carry daddy’s baby!” She desperately said. Hanni was a real slut when ovulating. “Really? Want me to fill you up to the brim? Then plug you up so you don’t waste a single drop of daddy’s cum ‘till you get knocked up?” You dirty talked, knowing your lover got turned on by that. Your wife is filthy. And she likes filthy things. Like you and your huge cock entering her pussy in one singular move. “Daddy! You fuck me so good!” She moaned, so loud you were very likely to get a noise complaint from the neighbours. “Yeah? Feel nice and full of daddy’s dick?” You asked, starting to fuck her pussy in a slow, teasing rhythm. “So full! Daddy’s cock is so good and big!”
“Yeah? Does this hole also want to be full of daddy’s cock?” You rubbed your thumb over her asshole, teasing the idea and almost sliding it in. “Yes! It does! Wan’ every hole full of daddy! Please, please, please, daddy!” She whined out, throwing her head back as your thrusts into her pretty cunt picked up a quickened pace.
You gave in to her begging and slid three fingers into her backdoor, starting a painal on your beautiful wife. She let out a loud noise: either a scream from the pain caused by the sudden intrusion or a moan from the feeling of being so full. “Daddy! Bedroom!” She asked and you obeyed, picking her up (still with your cock inside her pussy and your fingers in her ass) and letting her wrap her legs around your waist.
As you walked up the stairs, headed for the bedroom, Hanni kept trying to bounce on your cock, causing you to slap your wife’s tits in order for her to stay still and not be a brat. Once you reached your shared bed, you threw her on the matress, wasting no time to take off your clothing (including her apron and slutty dress) and start fucking both of her holes in a missionary position. Hanni screamed out moans, groans, whimpers and loud cries with detailed descriptions of how good you were making her feel with your cock and fingers.
You made her feel so good that before she could warn you that she was cumming, she had already squirted all over you. The juices covering her naked stomach and your arms and abs. Your wife was insanely hot. So hot you made her cum 2 more times just with your dick. So hot she started begging to make you feel good. “Daddy… Daddy, please? Let me suck your cock! I’ll make you feel so good!”
You nodded and pulled out, Hanni quickly moving into her knees on the floor, right between your legs. She took your member in her hands, quickly guiding it to her lips. While making eye contact, the woman licked your dick from the base to the tip, leaving a small kiss at the end before sucking it all into her mouth and allowing you to fuck her throath carelessly. So you did. Buckling your hips and paying attention to the gagging noises she made. You noticed every little detail. How she tried to speak, even while knowing she couldn’t. How her teary-eyed expression looked up at you. “Shit. I’m gonna cum! You’re gonna swallow it, Hanni? Like the good dirty whore you are?”
She couldn’t properly answer you, but how her tongue moved more eagerly was enough of a response. And with some more bobs of her head up and down your shaft, you came in her throat. Your wife swallowed it all, opening her mouth wide after to show you that she did.
“Can I ride you?” She asked out of nowhere. “Hell yeah, I love ovulating Hanni. Come here, baby.” You patted your lap, sitting on the top of the bed and resting your back against the headboard. The woman slid down on your cock with practiced ease and began moving her hips as you both moaned in pleasure, your two voices combined creating a beautiful harmony. “God, daddy, I love your cock! It’s filling my tight cunt so well! I’m so full, daddy!”
She screamed out when she began bouncing on your dick, her tits following the motion. “Daddy! Daddy, gonna cum! Gonna cum! Gonna cum!”
“Cum for me, slut. You love being my perfect slut, huh? Don't you?” You whispered in her ear as she fell apart, her body laying on your own.
Summary: The princess of K-pop spots you in the concert crowd and immediately knows she has to have you.
Tags: Idol x Fan, Lingerie, Boob Play, Penetration, Oral Sex, Deep Throating, Daddy Kink, Fingering, Hair Pulling, Begging & Squirting.
Word Count: 1.2k
Notes: I don’t really like this if I’m being honest. So please tell me any feedback or advice you may have, I’d really appreciate it. This was a request by anon, so I hope you like it! If you liked reading this, please like, comment, reblog or follow to help a small writer!
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Miyeon and her group performed their latest songs with energy and dedication. The corners of her mouth moved into a flirty smirk and her hips persuaded all fans in the audience to stare at her shamelessly.
Miyeon has been your bias ever since (G)I-DLE debuted. You loved her. Her eyes. Her nose. Her lips. Her reactions. Her waist. Her tits. Her ass.
At the end of the concert, you stayed back a bit to soak it all in. But a short woman approached you.
“Excuse me? You need to come with me.” She said, showing you her staff wristband.
“What? Did I do something?” You asked worriedly. “No, you didn’t. Miss Cho Miyeon wants to see you.”
This could not be real. The Miyeon? Your ultimate Miyeon? It has to a joke.
“I’m not joking. We should hurry, she doesn't like waiting.” She said, grabbing your arm and taking you to the staff reserved area. Scanning her wristband and walking in, receiving some weird looks from her coworkers, to which she just responded by mouthing ‘For Miyeon’ to them. That seemed to make it.
She guided you to a room, unlocking the door and handing you the keys. “Miss Miyeon is waiting for you inside. Lock the door once you get in so nobody walks in. Oh and a piece of advice, Miss doesn’t get tired easily.” She informed you and you nodded. This was really happening. Like those stories you read.
You opened the door carefully, locking the door behind you without even looking at the room properly. When you turned around, there was Miyeon. Laying in the small bed wearing only a baby pink lingerie set that barely covered anything.
Its form was made by tiny, thin straps and only had lace to cover her nipples and her pussy. The lace gave an innocent illusion, though nothing there was innocent at all.
“Are you gonna say anything or just stare?” Her voice, giggling, broke your train of thoughts and you didn’t know what to say. “Um… hi?” You tried.
More of her cute giggles echoed through the room. “Hi, baby boy. You like what you see?”
“Uh… Fuck— Um, yes.” You said, taking a moment to scan the room. The small bed Miyeon was laying at, a table which you thought was for make-up, considering the beauty items and the led mirror. Also a clothing rack that included her stage outfits, a black lingerie set, and casual clothes. Next to the bed, a small nightstand with its drawer opened, which let you see the variety of sex toys in it. You widened your eyes.
Miyeon smiled at your reaction. “Come on, come sit with me.” She pat the space beside her and you walked over sitting down.
The woman climbed quickly into your lap, her tits right in front of you while she hadn’t settled yet. Your hand instantly went to her waist, squeezing out of instinct. She wrapped her arms around your neck.
“So… You caught my eye at the crowd… And I saw you couldn’t stop staring at me. So I figured you should be the lucky one I invited backstage tonight.”
“You do this every concert?” You asked curious.
“Not exactly. It depends. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is right now.” She said, leaning in so her chest was closer to you. One wrong move and the fabric could slip off and show you everything. “Take it off me, please.”
And you did. Unclasped the bra teasingly slow. “Play with my tits, please, daddy.”
And you did. Sucked her left nipple while fondling her right breast. Then switched while taking off her panties.
Miyeon had met a few guys that were this confident with her. And when she saw you enter the one? She thought you would be one of the shy, sweet innocent ones. She regrets thinking that.
Your free hand slipped between her legs, feeling the wetness and spreading all over her pussy and inner thighs. She loved it.
“You’re gross.” You whispered while pinching her clit. “Bringing random guys here just to let them fuck you. Gross.”
“Yes! Yes I am, daddy! Your nasty girl!” She cried out.
Miyeon’s breaths were uneven, even if you hadn’t even gotten yourself inside her yet. She was sensitive. For some reason, especially with you.
You entered her welcoming hole with two fingers, speedily moving them, making the woman moan out loud.
“Your cock! Need your cock inside me!” She begged. I mean, you’re just a man. Miyeon begged and she had what she asked for.
Hurriedly, you took off your pants and boxers, fondling with the zipper and having her help you.
You flipped her in the bed, laying her down. You held yourself up with one hand on the bed next to her hair, while the other hand lined up your member with her entrance, bottoming out her inside her clenching pussy.
“Oh gosh! Oh my God! Daddy! You’re so big!”
“Yeah? Daddy’s deep inside you?” You groaned into her ear, never slowing down your thrusts into her cunt.
“Fuck! I’m gonna cum, daddy! Daddy! Gonna cum!” Miyeon screamed, her back arching off the mattress.
“Daddy’s gonna cum too, baby. You’re so tight. Been fucked so much and you’re still tight. Cum for me, Miyeon. Come on.”
The idol in front of you followed your directions and reached her peak with a loud, very porn-like moan. You quickly pulled out, also cumming but in her stomach, painting her beautiful body with your own release.
“Come on, pretty girl. How ‘bout you get on your knees and make me feel even better? Get me deep in that throat?” You suggested.
Miyeon was quick to get into her knees on the floor, looking at you with those eyes. A need to obey and satisfy her daddy.
The woman wet her lips before leaning in to lick your whole length, pressing a small kiss to the tip. She wasted no time to completely dive in, taking all of your cock in her mouth and throat.
You pulled her hair, controlling her head. Miyeon bobbed her head up and down, taking you deep in her throat just as requested.
She pulled out briefly, just to have her sweet, faux-innocent voice ask you if you were close. You nodded, letting out a groan and pushing her head to continue sucking you off.
After a few more thrusts, you came once again, this time in her mouth. Miyeon swallowed all of it, opening her mouth at the end to show you. “Was I good, daddy?” She asked, words so sweet and innocent considering the not-so-sweet-and-innocent act she had just finished.
“So good, baby. Deserve a reward, okay? Lay back on your back for daddy.” You instructed.
Miyeon followed obediently and you made yourself comfortable between her spread open legs.
You leaned in, placing a kiss to her inner thigh, which was wet from your combined juices. She breathed harder at the sensation of your warm breath against her.
Your flattened tongue licking her cunt from her used hole to her clit made her moan out. Oh, such pretty moans. You could get used to them. Waking up to them. Living with them.
“Daddy!! Don’t stop!! Just like that!! Cumming!!! Ah, ah, ah! Gonna cum!” She screamed out.
Then she came, juices wetting your chest and her whole body. “You squirt, baby?”
“I— I didn’t know I could do that.” She said.
“Well, now you do.” You said, kissing her lips and laying down with Miyeon.
Tags: A2M, A2P, anal, bondage, clamps, creampie, cum on abs, daddy kink, discipline, dungeon torture, electric shock, facial, facefucking, fisting, flogging, footjob, mouth gag, object insertion, punishment, pussy to mouth, sex slaves, spanking, teens, vibrator
Word count: 9510
Chapter 1 - Beauty & The Beast with Ahyeon
Over the years, YG Entertainment's dungeon has acquired an infamous reputation. However, many people think its existence is just a metaphor.
But what if I told you the dungeon is pretty much real?
"Welcome to the dungeon, young lady," you say to Ahyeon as she enters it. This is the first time she has visited it, as she just turned 18 years old. "Thank you," she answers. "Are you excited?" you ask her. "Yes, but I'm a little nervous; I heard about the dungeon's reputation. I really wanted to try it, but the other girls have told me it's not an easy initiation," she says.
"Don't be afraid; get yourself comfortable. Today I'll teach you how to be a good girl," you tell Ahyeon, her eyes getting bright as she hears it. "Are you ready to be trained and become a good submissive girl?" you ask her. "Sure," she answers.
"Alright, then take off your clothes," you tell Ahyeon. The young beauty promptly obliges, getting herself naked. "Let me prepare you," you tell her as you see her beautiful, naked, young body for the first time.
You tie Ahyeon up with a rope, making sure her growing teen tits pop out. You put a vibrator close to her pussy and insert a mouth gag on her. Ahyeon's eyes jump up as she gets a little scared with the way you move. She can only see your shadow as you move to tie her into submission, since the room is quite dark.
"Baby monster, huh?" you ask Ahyeon as now she's completely tied up. "Today you'll be my baby, and I'll be your monster," you tell her. "Do you like being pleasured?" you then ask her. Ahyeon nods positively. "Are you willing to pay for it?" you keep asking, her answering with a yes. Soon, you turn the vibrator on, enjoying her moans muffled by the mouth gag.
You bring a whip and start hitting Ahyeon's body and turning her skin red. You can see the fear in her eyes as you hit her thighs, her back, her boobs, her ass, and her pussy, Ahyeon moaning in both pain and pleasure at each hit. "Your body is amazing," you say to her as you stop hitting Ahyeon, looking at her scared face and remaining silent, the only noises in the room coming from the vibrator and her moans.
You slowly pinch Ahyeon's nipples, making her moan a bit further. You keep touching her tits, enjoying playing with them, groping them at will. More whipping ensues; you are now targeting her boobs, Ahyeon's moans of pain getting louder under the mouth gag. "HMMMMMM," you can hear her scream.
The spanking only gets harder, Ahyeon's body turning completely red. You now move into her ass, enjoying hitting it hard. You move towards the table, grabbing a pair of clamps from it. "I see you like to have things in your mouth," you tease her, pointing to the mouth gag. "But you can have something much better than that," you continue. "Would you like to be facefucked?" you ask her.
Ahyeon nods and agrees with your asking as you make her look in your eyes. "Would you like this pretty throat getting fucked by a big dick? Is that what you like?" you ask her. She keeps answering positively. You ask again if she's willing to pay for it. You increase the speed of the vibrator as you clamp her nipples, pushing them down with the strong weight attached to it.
"Is that easy?" you ask Ahyeon, and she agrees, so you put an extra pair of clamps in her boobs. "Alright, that's good," you say. You grab her head, rotating her body as you take your cock out of your pants. You circle the tip around Ahyeon's mouth gag. "Keep those pretty eyes up," you command.
Ahyeon looks at you very scared. "If you do the things I said, I'll take those nipple clamps off," you blackmail her. "You just have to keep those eyes up," you tell her, circling the tip of your dick on her lips now. "You wanna taste that big fucking cock, don't you?" you ask Ahyeon. "Yes," she answers.
"Put your tongue out," you tell Ahyeon as your cock rubs on it. You slowly insert your cock in her mouth, slowly popping in and out of it as you take the nipple clamps off her. Ahyeon moans, enjoying as your cock gets deeper inside her pretty mouth. "Isn't that what you want?" you ask her.
You grab Ahyeon's hair and start fucking her face. She gags at first but quickly manages to adjust to your massive meat, even bobbing her head in its direction as she tries to take more of it. A string of saliva comes out of her mouth, you fully taking the clamps off her nipples, deeming her to have passed the test.
"Say thank you," you tell Ahyeon. "Thank you," she answers. "For what?" you ask her. "For stuffing that big fucking cock in my pretty little mouth," she replies. "Good girl, now open that mouth and beg for that cock," you tell her. "Please," Ahyeon says every time you pop your cock out of her mouth, giving her another good round of facefucking that makes her gag.
You push harder this time with Ahyeon, using her face like a fleshlight as you take your cock deeper and deeper in her warm young throat. "That's a special skill you've got there, baby, and you haven't even gotten the proper training," you tell her, pushing Ahyeon to the limit and shaping her to be the best cocksucker of her generation, your facefucking getting rougher and rougher.
"Please, please, fuck my face," Ahyeon begs and gets a good pounding in her mouth, choking on your cock to the fullest and almost losing her breath. "Please, please, I want more," she continues to beg. "Then keep your eyes open," you tell her, grabbing Ahyeon's head and making her deepthroat your cock.
"Incredible, you're gonna be a star soon," you praise Ahyeon's cocksucking skills. "Thank you," she says. "Good girl," you reply, enjoying the string of saliva coming out of your cock, her face getting covered in spit after a long, rough face-fucking session, the saliva getting all the way down to her belly as her pussy gets redder with the intense vibration down low.
"Are you ready to put that big cock in your tight little pussy?" you ask Ahyeon. "Yes, please, give it to me," she begs. You get down on the dungeon's floor, letting Ahyeon slowly sink her tight teen pussy down your pole. You give her clit a couple of hits with your whip as she moans with your cock getting inside her.
"Ride it," you command to Ahyeon as she starts bouncing as fast as she can on your cock. "Faster," you tell her, hitting her body with the whip as you enjoy her moans. "Stay all the way up; don't drop down it," you say as you order Ahyeon to stay on top of it, before spanking her and ordering her to keep riding it hard.
"I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions," you say to Ahyeon as she stops bouncing a bit before resuming her riding. "Let me see if you can be a submissive slut," you tell her, continuing the ride-and-spank session, now aiming for her nipples. "AHHHHH," she moans.
"I didn't say you could moan like that," you tell Ahyeon, punishing her as you pin a pair of clothespins in her nipples. "Sorry," she apologizes. "Now keep riding it," you command, Ahyeon obliging as you keep spanking her. "A good submissive slut must always listen to her master, be sexually avaliable and give him pleasure, do you undestand?" you ask her. "Yes, master," Ahyeon answers.
Ahyeon stops on top of your cock as you spank her clit. She moves faster than ever on your cock, yet the spanks only get hard. "I like that; the harder I spank you, the better you ride," you tell her. "That's what a good slut does: take every punishment her master hands to her for being a good slut," you say to her.
"AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH, AHHHHHH," Ahyeon loudly screams as she bounces hard on your cock. "Looks like you're asking to be punished. I said no screaming," you tell her, making Ahyeon stop her ride and toying with her nipples. "A good slut also needs to have some pace; you know how to ride, but all you know is how to go fast. You can take it slow too," you tell her, Ahyeon slowing down.
"Hard and deep, learn it; you can be fast riding too, but you need to take it hard and deep over anything," you tell Ahyeon. "Yes, sir," she answers. "Now take that fucking dick with all your strength," you command to her, spanking her body harder than ever as Ahyeon rides your cock like her life depends on it.
"FUCKKKKK," Ahyeon screams as she goes all-in, insanely bouncing on your cock to the point she loses the sights of her surroundings and exhausts herself. "Tell me what you learned from this exercise," you tell her. "I'VE GOTTA GO HARD, FAST, AND DEEP," she answers. "No," you tell her. "I learned to be a good submissive slut, sexually available and tolerant to all pain," she says. "That's what I wanted to hear," you reply.
"We have a couple more exercises to do; are you ready?" you ask Ahyeon. "Yes, always ready for my master," she answers. You bring a gym mattress for her to get on all fours. "Put your face down and ass up," you command. "Yes, sir," she answers. You start spanking her already, ass, this time with no whip needed, just your bare hands. You grab her cute little butt, looking at her incredibly tight pussy and tight asshole from up top.
"Relax," you say to Ahyeon as you keep spanking her. One of your spanks lands right on her clit, making her tremble. You circle your fingers inside her tight pussy. "This is one of the tiniest pussies I've ever taken on," you tell her, shoving your index finger deep inside it and giving it a little massage.
Ahyeon moans as you massage her pussy, enjoying your experienced hands hitting right at the perfect spots, making her body very sensitive as you start slowly fingering it. "Right there," you say. "What part of your pussy is this?" you ask her. "My g-spot?" Ahyeon asks. "Perfect," you tell her, stimulating Ahyeon right at her most sensitive spot. "Your body is telling me you like it a lot," you say to her. "Yes, I love it," Ahyeon says.
You keep stimulating Ahyeon's g-spot, her instantly jumping her body up as you pick up the pace. "OHHHHHHHHHH," she gives you long and hard moans. "Thank you for showing me where my g-spot is," she says.
"Now we are gonna show you where your cervix is once I hit it with my big dick," you say to Ahyeon. "But first, I'm gonna need you to beg for it," you continue. "Please, fuck me hard and deep with that big fucking dick," Ahyeon says. "Say it again," you tell her, Ahyeon repeating it as you rub your cock against her entrance before slowly inserting your full length in her pussy.
You grab Ahyeon's ass, taking it slow in her pussy at first. She queefs as your cock hits her G-spot, her asshole opening up with your cock going deep in her pussy. "AHHHHHHHH," she starts screaming as you finally start pushing hard, hitting all the way deep in her cervix. "AHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH, UHHHHH," she continues to moan, you showing no mercy for her teen pussy, stretching it out to the fullest. You play with her asshole too, sticking your thumb inside it as you fuck Ahyeon's wonderful pink pussy.
Ahyeon starts blabbering as you fuck and spank her, a bunch of unintelligible words coming out of her mouth as she gets completely numb and dumb for your cock. "Please, have some mercy for my pussy," she tells you as you slow down a bit. "Do the work for me then," you tell her, Ahyeon obliging and moving her hips against your crotch. "That's what I want to see, long strokes on that cock, work those hips, I know you can do it," you tell her.
You grab Ahyeon's waist and push her body against your crotch. "I love the way you move those hips; you already bounce on my cock like a seasoned slut," you tell her, praising her skills. "Fuck, you've got so much potential; I haven't seen such a good slut at such a young age in maybe a decade," you tell her.
"Alright, you still need to pass one more test," you say to Ahyeon as you reinsert the gag in her mouth. "Say, Please use me, fuck my hole," you tell her. Ahyeon answers, the mouth gag muffling it as you tease her with a little rub of your tip on her clit, before a little popping in and out of her pussy.
Your cock slowly goes backside inside Ahyeon's pussy. "Look at me," you tell her, enjoying her soft moans as you fuck her pussy very slowly. "That's a good girl," you say to her, Ahyeon's moans getting more intense as you go deeper in her pussy. She looks at you with naughty eyes, getting sluttier with each thrust you give inside her.
"HMMMM, HMMMMM, HMMMMM," Aheyon loudly moans as you continue to attack her teen pink pussy. You can feel her walls clenching around your cock; you're ready to cum at any second. "Open your legs wide, show us your pretty little cunt," you tell her, Ahyeon promptly spreading her legs further for your cock.
"I wanna hear some filthy shit coming out of your mouth," you say to Ahyeon, taking the mouth gag off. "If you are a good girl, I'm gonna give you a nice reward for you to taste," you continue.
"I LOVE YOUR BIG COCK SO MUCH, I LOVE YOUR BIG COCK IN MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY, I JUST WANT YOU TO FUCK ME UNTIL YOU CUM, OH PLEASE, I LOVE YOUR DICK SO MUCH," Ahyeon screams as soon as her mouth is unblocked. "Yes, yes, give me more; your dick feels so good inside me," she begs as you continue to fuck her.
"Can I cum, master?" Ahyeon asks. "Yes, cum on that dick," you tell her. Ahyeon's pussy gets wetter and wetter, you moving her legs a little to the side and trying a different position as Ahyeon rolls her eyes. "I love your big cock, I love your big cock," she repeats. "OH FUCK," she screams, her pussy queefing as you push hard inside her.
"I want you to own that fucking cunt," Ahyeon begs as you put her under a mating press and choke her, slamming her body against the gym mat. "OHHH SHIT," Ahyeon screams as she gets utterly dominated, you using her like a fuckdoll and making her body shake. "OH YES, YES, YES," she screams, you fucking her like an animal and hitting her pretty face from all sides.
"Get down on your knees," you tell Ahyeon, who promptly obliges, as you hold your restraint to cum in her pussy. You stroke your cock against her pretty face, Ahyeon opening her mouth ready to receive your load. You take your cock in her mouth a couple of times, teasing her a bit. "Stick that tongue out," you command, stroking your dick hard and giving your balls for her to worship until you finally give her the rewards for being a good girl, dropping your milky cum right on her tongue for her to swallow.
"And that's what you get for being a good girl," you tell Ahyeon. "Thank you," she answers. "Now go downstairs to your dungeon cell because my next client is already coming," you tell her.
You guide Ahyeon to her cell, giving you a little spankings with your whip. "You did a great job," you tell her. Ahyeon gets locked inside her cell, looking at all the naughty drawings from the girls that went there before her and doing one of her own while you move upstairs for the next session, which will be with another young hot girl you can't wait to learn more about.
Chapter 2 - Young Oshiri with Asa
"Hello," Asa greets you as she arrives at the dungeon. "Welcome," you say to her. "Can I take a look at your beautiful body?" you ask her. Asa follows, showing it off for you, especially her pierced navel and her great ass, which will be the main course of your meal today.
"Come here," you tell Asa, taking her to a different room in the dungeon from the one you just fucked Ahyeon. The young Japanese girl follows you, looking at the massive equipment you reserved for her with scared eyes. "Damn, what are you gonna do to me?" you tell her. "You'll soon find out," you say to her.
"Put your head in there, get your face down and your ass up," you tell Asa, who follows your instructions as you trap Asa's arms and head in a wooden table with a few holes carved in it. "Damn, your ass is beautiful, better than what I expected," you say as you look at Asa's super small shorts that barely cover her big butt.
You start spanking Asa's ass, making her scream. "AHHHHHHH," she yells. Quickly, you pull her shorts down and smack her bare butt. "FUCK YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY, AHHHH," she screams as you torture her fat ass.
"Young Japanese asses, my favorite kind," you tell her. "I'm truly addicted to the oshiri," you say to Asa. You quickly prove your addiction for them as you rip Asa's panties with your bare hands, leaving her bare butt completely free of any obstruction that could hide the sights of her incredible ass. "Oh my God, look at those incredible holes," you say as you start spanking Asa around her pussy and asshole. "FUCK," Asa screams, but little does she know you're just starting.
You insert the cable of your whip inside Asa's butthole. "OH MY GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" she asks, screaming. "Don't worry, I'm gonna put much thicker things up that ass today," you say to her as you keep tucking the cable up her ass. You then pull it out and start eating her asshole, tonguing deep into her tiny teen anus while you finger her clit. "AHHHHHH FUCK," she continues to scream.
"Open that ass for your master; I'm gonna teach you how to be a proper anal slut," you tell Asa, spanking her butt a few more times and making her scream. You shove your middle finger up her asshole. "Is that good, slut?" you ask her. "OH YEAH," she answers.
You keep spanking Asa's butt hard with a pair of whips while also targeting her feet too. "AHHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHH, FUCK," she keeps screaming. "I can't wait to put that cock inside that big Japanese butt," you tell her, pulling your pants down.
"Move your feet and play with my cock," you say to Asa, ordering her to give you a footjob even though she can't see anything except the dungeon of the floor. But she shows her strong spatial awareness, jerking off your shaft with her beautiful soles. "Good girl," you say, spanking her ass and putting a pair of fingers in her asshole, making her scream further.
"Keep playing with my cock, bitch," you tell Asa as she tries to keep jerking your cock off with her feet. You bring a pair of clamps and put them on her toes before hitting her ass a few more times with your whip. "You want me to fuck your ass?" you ask her. "Yes," Asa answers. "I don't hear you," you say. "YES," she screams.
"Please, please, fuck my ass," Asa begs as you continue to prepare her body to get sodomized. You cut her clothes off, exposing her perky tits too. "Oh my God, please fuck me," Asa keeps begging as you get ready to mount on top of her body and shove your cock deep in her asshole. "Oh my god, that's so tight," you say.
You pump Asa's butthole at a straight angle, making her get wet. "OH MY GOD, PLEASE, PLEASE" she screams as you stretch her tiny teen butthole out. Her screams suddenly get louder as you pick up your strongest pair of clamps and put them on her clit. "Now we're talking," you tell her.
"AHHHHHH, OH MY GOD!" Asa screams as she gets her ass destroyed and her clit hanging by those clamps. "You like that?" you ask her. "I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT," she answers as you increase the pace. "Your asshole is so tiny it tightens up as soon as I pull my cock out," you observe, leading you to make sure you stretch it out as hard as possible.
"Open that ass," you tell Asa, spitting in her butthole as you finally manage to build some gape in her butt. You really enjoy torturing that poor young thing as you grab a pair of batons and start giving her ass and her foot some electric shocks. "Oh, please, please," she begs, screaming.
"MERCY, MERCY," Asa begs after she takes a good round of electric shocks. You hit her body from top to bottom with your whip before getting back to fuck her ass like a raging bull, showcasing your domination over this young slut, destroying her ass the way it should be. "Such a great ass to fuck," you tell her.
You remove the clamps from Asa's clit, making her scream loudly as she's already extremely sensitive. "Look how fucking wet that pussy is, and I haven't even tried it yet," you say to her, rubbing the whip's cable on it and offering it for her to taste. You then hit her face a few times with the whip. "You like tasting that pussy, right?" you ask her. "I LOVE IT," she answers.
"Let's go to the next round," you tell Asa, trapping her body inside a holed box with openings for her head and her wide open legs and the front exposed to show her torso. You insert the same vibrator you used on Ahyeon through a hole, stimulating Asa's young pussy as you look at her. You hit her beautiful legs with your whip a few times before grabbing her hair. "You are too sensitive and scream too much. Are you ready for some sensitivity training?" you ask her. "Yes," she answers.
"Put your tongue out," you tell Asa, rubbing your cock all over her beautiful face, especially her lips and tongue. "You wanna suck that cock?" you ask her, Asa nodding positively. "You wanna what?" you ask her. "I wanna suck that big fat cock," she answers.
You tease Asa a bit. "Please, give it to me," Asa begs. "Come take it," you tell her, putting your cock just so she can move her neck trapped on the box as hard as possible just to suck it, Asa making a lot of effort. "You can't do better than that?" you mock her, jumping on top of the box and promptly fucking her face. "Oh my God, such a warm mouth," you say.
You pop your cock in and out of Asa's mouth. "Open your mouth; let me use it like a fucking fleshlight," you tell her, shoving your cock deeper and deeper in her throat. "See, you can do that," you tell her as Asa takes more and more of your cock. "Keep your head up," you command to Asa as you keep using her mouth, shoving your cock balls deep on it.
"I told you to keep your head up, but you didn't. Now I'm gonna punish you," you tell Asa, putting a pair of clamps on her nipples before connecting them to her mouth and using them as a stretcher. "Now I'm gonna show you how to properly take a cock in your mouth," you say to her, pounding Asa's stretched-out mouth until she gags.
"Did you like that?" you ask Asa. "Yes, sir," she answers. You add a pair of weights to her clamps, destroying her pretty young face just like you did to her asshole before, Asa closing her eyes and taking a massive pounding. "Don't fucking close it," you tell her, removing the clamps from her mouth and plugging them into her ears.
"You look so beautiful yet so stupid," you tell Asa. "But as long as I can fuck the shit out of you, I don't care," you tell Asa. She spits all over your cock. "That's good, gag on that dick," you tell her, finally removing her clamps. You turn her vibrator on and give her midriff some electric shocks. "AHHHH, PLEASE," she screams.
"OH FUCK," Asa screams as you increase the speed of the vibrator. You take advantage of her weakness and plow her mouth hard. "Spit on that cock, bitch," you say to her, before slapping your shaft in her face. "Suck that cock," you tell Asa, letting her bob her head on it.
"I'm so scared," Asa says as you show the electric shock batons in front of her face. "You don't have to be scared if you suck that cock," you tell her, giving a shock right in her cheeks. Asa is drenched down low, the vibrator wrecking her pussy down low while you wreck her mouth up top. "Are you cumming already?" you ask her as your cock is all over her mouth. "Close your eyes and suck it," you tell her, teasing her with a few more shocks before she finally cums thanks to them.
"AHHHHH," Asa screams when you put the shock baton in her body without even using it. "Why are you screaming? I didn't do anything," you tell her. "I think you're having too much fun," you say, turning off the vibrator. You really enjoy using her like a useless sex doll, spanking, choking, and fucking her. You sit on top of her face, offering your balls for her to worship, before fucking her face a couple more times.
"That was rough, but I think you've passed the test," you say to Asa, giving her a few more shocks and letting her cum one more time with an intense massage from the vibrator before freeing her from the box. "You look so pretty right now," you say as you prepare the wooden table for the next round, getting it in a standing position to put Asa's body trapped back on it.
"Are you good?" you ask Asa, pointing your cock in her face and making her kiss the tip of it. You bring a different table, stroking your cock against Asa's hands and then fucking her mouth, before slapping your cock in her face. "I love stroking that cock in those big hands," you tell her.
"Time to go to the other side," you tell Asa, spanking her ass nonstop with your bare hands. "AHHHHH," she screams. "Don't fucking move," you tell her as you keep hitting her butt. "OH MY GOD, FUCK," she screams. You finger her pussy, Asa reacting to your hard touch. "I told you not to move," you say.
"Do you want my cock?" you ask Asa. "Yes," she answers. "I don't hear you," you reply. "GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING COCK," she screams. "You want it in your butt or in your pussy?" you ask her. Asa doesn't give you an answer, so you just put it back in her ass. "Oh that feels good, that tight ass feels so fucking good, I love fucking that young japanese butt," you say, hearing Asa moan from the other side.
"Is that good?" you ask Asa as you spread her fat cheeks. "PLEASE, FUCK MY PUSSY TOO," she screams, begging. "Oh, you want it in your pussy too?" you ask her. "Then shake that ass for me," you tell her, switching from ass to pussy, enjoying her tight pink hole for the first time, giving it hard and deep thrusts. "You like that?" you ask her. "YES, I LOVE IT SO MUCH," she says.
"Keep your legs spread," you tell Asa as you continue to fuck her pussy. "You moved, stupid slut, so I'm gonna punish you with more fucking of that ass," you tell her, quickly switching holes. "I don't know which one I like more; both are so fucking tight," you say to Asa as you anally drill her.
"Such a fucking good slut, you're having a lot of fun with that cock in your butt, so I'm gonna fuck your pussy a little more," you say to Asa, switching back to her cunt. "OH MY GOD," she screams, the wooden structure making loud noises as you pound her pussy harder than ever. "There you go," you say, Asa moaning and ready to cum at any second.
"Come taste your fucking cum," you tell Asa, shoving your cock in her mouth so she can taste her pussy. You quickly use her spit to go back to her butt. "I just love that big ass you've got; it's so much better than I thought," you tell her, grabbing her butt hard and spreading her cheeks.
"Cum all over my fucking cock, you dirty young slut," you say as you pound Asa hard. "Let me feed you that fucking ass," you say, going back to the other side and taking your cock back in her mouth. "You love taking that ass in your mouth," you say as Asa deepthroats your cock to the fullest.
"One last test for you, slut," you tell Asa, tying her up against a gym mat with her legs fully spread. You put half a dozen clothespins in her nipples and a few more in her belly. "I love covering you with those pins," you tell Asa, your legs trembling. "You want me to fuck you a little more?" you ask her. "Yes, please," she begs.
You keep putting clothespins all over Asa's hot body, not sparing a single inch. "Are you ready for more cock?" you ask her, bringing back the vibrator and pointing it into her pussy, massaging her folds before you put your cock back in her asshole. "Look how tight you're getting," you say to Asa as you fuck her ass while massaging her clit.
"Show me how hard you can cum," you tell Asa, who just closes her eyes as you stimulate every inch of her body. "Oh my God, I'm gonna cum," she says, her legs trembling with your cock in her ass and your vibrator massaging her young cunt. "Don't stop, please; I love the way you fuck me like that, oh my God," Asa says, moaning.
"You're so sensitive; I love the way your pussy glows when I fuck your ass," you tell Asa, going even harder with the assfucking and the pussy vibration. "There you go, smash my cock inside that hole," you tell her. "Keep going, please don't stop," she begs you. "I'll keep going if you keep cumming all over that cock," you tell her.
"Oh yes, let lemme fuck that pussy too," you say, switching back to Asa's cunt and stimulating it both with your cock and the vibrator. "Fuck, that's so good," she moans as her walls clench all over your cock. "Yes, I fucking love it," you tell her. You keep teasing Asa, endlessly switching between her ass and her pussy. "Oh my God, that's so good," she moans. "Yes, my cock goes so easy inside your holes," you tell her.
"Where do you want me to cum?" you ask Asa. "Cum whatever you want; I'm your free-use, slutty toy," she answers. "That tight pussy is gonna make me cum at any second," you say to her. Surely the temptation to cum inside her is enticing as you pound her pussy harder than ever, but you like to show your subjects that you dominate them, painting them with your cum after a good round of fucking, and you do that to her too, pulling out of her pussy just in time to unload in her beautiful pierced midriff as you remove the clothespins from her body and admire it full of your cum.
"That was good," you tell Asa, fucking her pussy a couple more times after unloading in her tummy, before reaching inside it with your fingers and making her squirt, fisting your hand inside her mouth for her to taste. "Alright, now go to your cell upstairs; there is more to come," you tell her as she obliges.
Chapter 3 - My Two Slaves with Ahyeon, Asa
The next day comes, and the girls are still trapped in the dungeon. You check them from time to time, giving them a little bit of food and water just for them to survive. You're now fully horny, and so are the girls, as you get to Ahyeon's cell and can feel the smell of all the cum she wasted the night before.
"Hello, master," Ahyeon says. You bring some equipment to her cell, tying her up to the ceiling. You circle around her beautiful, aching body with your whip in your hands, touching it around her legs and pussy, putting some clamps on her nipples like usual. You put a heavy book in Aheyon's hands. "I want you to hold that while I fuck your pussy," you tell her.
"OH FUCK, FUCK," Ahyeon screams as you hit her with a whip. "Don't drop the book," you tell her. "Yes, Daddy," she answers as you hit her thighs and then her nipples before removing the clamps. "Shut up," you tell her, putting the gag back in her mouth just like the first time, you massaging her pussy as Ahyeon moans.
"Is the book too heavy for you? Do you prefer my cock?" you ask Ahyeon as you keep whipping her to the point she ends up dropping the book. "Oh, you dropped it," you say to her. "Now I'm gonna punish you, little young slut," you tell her, unzipping your pants and giving your cock for Ahyeon to touch.
You spank Ahyeon a few more times with the book before shoving your cock in her tight teen pussy. "I missed that pussy so much," you tell her, pounding it hard as you spank her ass. "OHHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHH, FUCK," she screams, muffled by the mouth gag as you hit her g-spot and her cervix countless times. "Cum on my cock, slut," you tell her, pounding Ahyeon nonstop in her cell and making your balls clap against her cheek.
"FUUUUUUCK," Ahye. "Stay there, you can't cum yet," you tell her, putting the book back in her hands and whipping her body a little more. The young beauty screams as you hit her right in the pussy and then tease her by rubbing your cock in her entrance. You grab the book and slap it against her clit. "I'm gonna teach you to be a good slut," you tell her, getting behind Ahyeon and removing her mouth gag as you fuck her.
"Take that cock," you tell Ahyeon, going back to face her as you grab her head and fuck her face. She quickly answers, bobbing her head on your cock even with her body suspended. "Thank you, Daddy," she says. "Reach for that cock," you tell her, moving your cock outside her reach until she catches it and deep throats it.
Ahyeon keeps sucking your cock, lots of saliva coming out of her mouth. "Thank you, Daddy, for that cock," she says, savoring it to the fullest. "See how you can be a good, disciplined girl?" You praise Ahyeon's cocksucking skills before going back behind her and teasing her, rubbing your shaft against her entrance.
"You want more of that cock inside you?" you ask Ahyeon. "YES, DADDY, PLEASE," she begs as your tip rubs on her clit, and you slap her entrance. "Beg harder," you tell her. "PLEASE, DADDY, I WANT IT SO BAD, GIVE ME THAT COCK, AHHHHH, FUCKKK!" Ahyeon screams, you taking it hard and deep in her young pussy from the get-go, her getting drilled. "OH MY GODDDDDD, DADDY!" she screams, barely able to keep her balance.
You cover Ahyeon's mouth and choke her as you destroy her pussy. "You're being too loud," you tell her. "Ask my permission to cum; do you wanna cum?" you ask her. "YES, DADDY, PLEASE, LET ME CUM, FUCKKKKK,' I'M CUMMING," she screams as you spread her legs, fucking Ahyeon with her completely lifted in the air as she gets fucked while suspended.
"Let's make a deal," you tell Ahyeon. "Grab the book in your hand, and when you cum, you drop it," you say. "YES, DADDY," she answers. You keep fucking her pussy hard, fingering her clit. "Don't forget to ask," you tell her. "I WANNA CUM, DADDY, PLEASE," Ahyeon begs. "You wanna cum?" you ask her. "YESSSS," Ahyeon loudly screams, dropping the book as you pound her pussy like a madman. "AHHHH, AHHHH, AHHHH," she screams. "You did well on your lesson; now I have to check on my other slave," you tell her as you end the quickie session and leave Ahyeon's cell.
You knock out in Asa's dorm, her still sleeping as you arrive there. "Hello," she greets you again. "Looks like you were having a lot of fun with Ahyeon; I could hear her screaming all the way from here," Asa says. "How did you know I was fucking Ahyeon?" you ask her. "Well, I know how she sounds," she answers.
"I miss that ass," you tell Asa as you start spanking her butt. You give her some kisses and spank her tits too. "That butt is begging for some punishment," you tell Asa as you keep hitting her butt and turning it red in a snap.
"Face down, ass up, just like I taught you yesterday," you tell Asa. "Yes, sir," she says, doing it as you ask to get her ass beat like a drum at a very fast pace. "That ass is so nice to spank; I love the recoil," you tell her as you keep going.
"AHHHHH," Asa screams as you bring the electric shock baton back into play and start using it on her butt. "Don't move," you tell her, punishing Asa with more whipping in her ass as she ends up disobeying you. "I SAID DON'T MOVE, BITCH!" you say as Asa reacts instinctively, and you punish her with more electric shocks.
"I have something for you; just be a good girl," you tell Asa, spitting on her butthole and bringing the vibrator back into her pussy. "You like it a lot; you feel so relaxed when I use it in your pussy," you say to her. "Yes, sir," Asa answers.
"What do you prefer?" you ask Asa as you give her some electric shocks alongside the vibrator. "THE VIBRATOR," she answers as you point the baton right in her tight anal entrance. More vibrator massage follows. "Thank you, sir, that's so fucking good," she says. "Are you gonna cum without asking for my permission?" you ask Asa. "No sir, I promise, she answers. "CAN I CUM, PLEASE, AHHHHH?" she screams as you keep using the electric shock on her.
"Is that what you want, right?" you ask Asa as you rub your cock against her holes. "Yes, sir, please, I want more cock," she says. "So you want to have Ahyeon inside your ass?" you ask her. "Yes, please," she begs.
You tease Asa, slowly pushing more and more of your cock inside of her butthole before you grab her ass and start drilling her. "OH MY GOD, IT'S SO FUCKING BIG," Asa moans as she gets anally pounded, still recovering from the drilling you gave her yesterday. "Keep going, bounce that ass on my cock," you tell her, letting Asa move her hips before you take full control.
Asa fingers her pussy hard and begs for your cock in it. "PLEASE, CAN I HAVE YOUR COCK IN IT?" she asks her. But you're all about her ass, fucking it nonstop. "Touch your pussy," you command her, Asa giggling as she gets her ass destroyed while touching herself. "I WANNA CUM, PLEASE, LET ME," Asa begs. "I WANNA CUM SO FUCKING BAD, PLEASE, GIVE IT TO ME!" she continues to beg as your hard ass-fucking continues, Asa putting her head up.
"I'M CUMMING," Asa screams as she squirts on the bedsheets. "Without my permission?" you ask her. "I'M SORRY, I COULDN'T RESIST," she screams, crying a little. "Then I'm gonna punish you tell her, pinching her nipples while she strokes your cock.
"I'm scared, sir, please, don't be too harsh," Asa begs you. "Are you scared about me?" you ask her, kissing Asa and giving her a little spank. You plug a pair of clamps on her nipples. "Keep stroking my cock," you tell her, grabbing the strings coming out of her nipples.
"Lay down, I want to fuck your throat," you tell Asa, who obliges. Your cock fits like a glove in her mouth as you admire her body while relentlessly pounding her pretty face, making her let out gagging sounds while you finger her pussy. "Yes, choke on that cock," you tell her, Asa willingly moving her head to meet your cock and getting her face ruined by the countless saliva coming out of it. She gets very messy, diving to lick your balls as well.
"You're having too much fun," you tell Asa, laying down the bed and spanking her ass with the whip while she sucks your cock, her taking it as deep as possible down her throat, you enjoying her gagging sounds. "You wanna sit on that cock?" you ask her. "Yes, sir, please," she answers, promptly sliding your wet in her ass and getting ready to ride it.
"Ride it harder," you tell Asa, giving her a couple of electric shocks in her belly as she starts to bounce on your dick. "YES SIR, AHHHH, she answers, moving as fast as she can but still getting the electric shocks anyway. "CAN I CUM ON IT, CAN I CUM ON IT, PLEASE?" Asa begs.
"No, you can't," you promptly answer her, grabbing Asa's legs and placing her under a full nelson. "Oh my God, yes, take it, take that ass, that's so good, please," she begs. You hand the vibrator to Asa, stimulating her pussy while you destroy her ass. She keeps begging you to cum. "Not yet," you tell her, enjoying the dominating anal fucking a little more.
"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, I CAN'T TAKE IT, I'M CUMMING," Asa screams as she gets stimulated from all sides, your cock in her ass and the vibrator in her cunt. "MORE, MORE, MORE," she begs. "You wanna cum again?" you now ask her. "YES PLEASE, YES PLEASE," she keeps begging. "Then cum, show me how much you love that cock," you tell her.
"Oh my God, your cock feels so fucking good in my ass, yes, yes, yes," Asa moans as she gets closer and closer to her orgasm. "Ride it, earn it," you tell her, Asa bouncing hard on your cock. "AHHHHHH," she screams as you give some electric shock to her nipples. "OH YES, OH YES, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING," she screams, more electric shocks coming. You put her back in the full nelson, switching to her pussy this time. "YES, PUT IT IN THERE," she screams, her cunt getting drilled hard as she squeezes your cock.
You switch between Asa's pussy and ass, getting her ready to cum. "YES PLEASE, YES PLEASE, CAN I CUM?" Asa asks, Are you plowing her pussy hard in a pearly gates position now?" She is unable to resist the urge and squirting all over your cock, you grabbing her by the strings from her nipple clamps. "AHHHHH I'M CUMMING," she screams as you massage her tits and belly as she squirts. "Can I taste it, sir?" she asks, diving in your cock like crazy to taste her juices.
"Want to keep playing?" you ask Asa. "Yes," she answers. "Then go downstairs and bring me Ahyeon, then take her to the opposite room and start playing with her before I arrive," you command. "Yes, sir," Asa answers.
Asa takes Ahyeon out of her cell, following your orders and taking her to the room you asked her to. "So she was fucking you before I came in, and she told me I was first," Asa says to her groupmate. She then bends Ahyeon against a table, spanking her ass. "You want Daddy, you little cunt?" she asks. "AHHHHH," AHyeon screams as her friend spanks her ass.
Asa lowers Ahyeon's panties and starts fingering her pussy. "OH FUCKKKK," Ahyeon screams. "You like to be used like that?" Asa asks, kissing her and choking Ahyeon. "Touch that pussy for me," Asa says, spreading Ahyeon's ass while the youngster fingers herself. "Look at that pink pussy; is that where your daddy likes to shove his cock?" Asa asks her, putting a lot of fingers inside it.
"FUCKKKK," Ahyeon screams as Asa stretches her pussy lips. "I don't think Daddy is gonna like it that much when it's so fucking loose," she says, spitting inside Ahyeon's pussy. "Rub that little fucking cunt," Asa commands to her, shoving her ass in Ahyeon's pretty face for the youngster to eat.
"Does it smell like your daddy's cock in my ass? He just fucked it," Asa tells Ahyeon as she shakes her butt in her groupmate's face. "I want you to clean that fucking ass for me so it gets ready for him to fuck it again," Asa says before she kisses Ahyeon. "Your daddy's cock tastes so good in your lips," Asa tells her.
Asa and Ahyeon strip themselves naked as Asa continues to discipline her younger groupmate. "Don't you ever jump in front of me again," she tells Ahyeon as she keeps spanking her. "Your butt looks pretty red," Asa says, kissing Ahyeon. "Are you gonna be my toy now? Because I'm gonna play with these tight young holes," she continues, licking Ahyeon's butthole.
Ahyeon keeps moaning as Asa's spanking session keeps going until you finally arrive. "You're having too much fun disciplining her, but didn't I tell you who is the real boss?" you ask Asa, hitting her butt with a couple of whips. "Sorry, sir, it's you," she answers.
"I should be disciplining Ahyeon, not you," you tell Asa, who keeps stroking your cock. "Stank up," you tell Ahyeon. "I'm gonna discipline you instead," you tell Asa, spanking her ass hard in front of Ahyeon as she grabs your shaft, Ahyeon enjoying her friend getting spanked.
"Eat her pussy," you tell Ahyeon as she dives into Asa's pussy, you fucking the Japanese girl's face while spanking her ass with the whip. "That's good, let's team up on her," you tell Ahyeon, grabbing her head and shoving it against Asa's butt while Asa chokes on your cock.
"I'm gonna show you what I was doing to her," you say to Ahyeon, putting a few clothespins in Asa's pussy and shutting it down. "That bitch is all about her ass, right?" you ask Ahyeon. "Yes, Daddy, she's got a big ass," the young girl answers.
Ahyeon sucks your cock as you shut Asa's cunt down. "Good girl, get it wet," you say, praising the youngster while you keep spanking Asa. "Lay your face in her ass and watch," you tell Ahyeon, giving her a privileged view as you uncermously shove your cock back up Asa's butthole. "It's too tight, get it wetter," you say, fucking Ahyeon's face after a couple of thrusts, before going back inside Asa.
You keep feeding Asa's ass into Ahyeon's mouth, letting the youngster enjoy that dirty Japanese oshiri. Ahyeon stays with her tongue out at all times as you continue to fuck Asa's ass, giving a few thrusts from time to time in Ahyeon's face. You spank Asa's back as she gets anally pounded, her moving your hips in your direction to take more of that massive cock.
"OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING," Asa announced. "Who told you to cum?" you ask her, spanking her butt a few times and pulling your cock out. "Spank her," you tell Ahyeon, getting fully free to fuck Asa's butt as hard as Ahyeon spanks her friend. "THAT'S SO FUCKING GOOD, THAT'S SO FUCKING GOOD, PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME," Asa screams. Ahyeon enjoys the scene, getting in front of Asa as the Japanese girl licks her neck and kisses her.
Ahyeon chokes Asa with the whip as you fuck the Japanese girl's ass. "YES, YES, YES, MORE, MORE, MORE," Asa begs as she loses all her air. "I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM," she screams. You slowly take the clamps out of her cunt as you deem her to have passed the test. "Thank you for letting my pussy free," Asa says.
Asa's pussy only gets free for a couple seconds as you promptly stuff it full of your cock. Ahyeon adds some spit as she starts fisting Asa's butt. "Open that ass," you tell Asa as she now gets double stuffed with your cock and Ahyeon's hand. "Does this count as double penetration, daddy?" Ahyeon asks. "Maybe," you answer her.
"AH, AH, AH," Asa screams as you shove your cock back in her ass too for a bit. "Open that ass," you tell her. "I'm trying," Asa answers as Ahyeon increases the speed of the fisting; you are now handling Asa's cunt. "Shove it," you tell Ahyeon, letting her penetrate Asa's butt with her hand a little deeper, making the Japanese girl moan as she gets her guts rearranged by Ahyeon's right arm.
You take Ahyeon by surprise, lifting her right leg and sticking your cock in her pussy. "Keep fisting your friend; I wanna show her what I was doing to you in that dungeon," you tell her. "FUCK YES, FUCK YES," Ahyeon starts moaning as she gets her pussy pounded hard. "YES, YES, YES, YES, AHHHHHH, FUCK," Aheyon screams as you discipline her, whipping all her body, her arm never leaving Asa's butthole.
"OH MY GOD, YES, YES, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, DADDY," Ahyeon begs. You put her back on her feet and switch back to Asa. Open her mouth and make her taste her ass," you command to Ahyeon, you two doing a sort of spit-roasting on Asa as the youngster shoves her arm in her friend's mouth and then wipes it all over Asa's face, choking her and spanking her face while you fuck her pussy.
"SPANK ME, YES, YES, YES," Asa begs as you fuck her hard and Ahyeon keeps playing with her mouth. "That's what I want to see," you tell Asa, spanking her ass. "Let's do a little more fisting," you tell Ahyeon, lifting her right leg one more time as you three go back to the same position from a couple of minutes ago, performing a nice fuck train with your cock in Ahyeon's pussy and Ahyeon's fist in Asa's butt.
"AHHHHHHH," Ahyeon and Asa scream at the same time as you bring the shock batons back to the scene, scaring both girls. You give a couple shocks to Ahyeon, making her pussy clench, before you hit Asa's butt with some hits too. You two go back to double stuffing Asa, you pushing Ahyeon's arm deep in Asa's ass as you stretch her pussy out, Asa grinning her teeth. "I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT," she screams, her face dropping down.
"Look at how much she likes being stuffed, Daddy," Ahyeon says as she increases the speed of her fisting, matching your hard thrusts in Asa's pussy. "I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING," Asa screams. "Keep playing with each other," you command, pulling out of Asa and handing to Ahyeon the duties of giving her friend an anal orgasm using just her hands.
Ahyeon succeeds in making Asa cum, her fist giving her friend a nice gape. "Good girl, I think you deserve a reward for that," you tell Ahyeon. "Yes, Daddy, what reward?" she asks. "You'll see," you tell her.
You prepare Ahyeon for the final round of fucking, laying her on the table and tying her arms behind her head. You tie her toes with a pair of strings attached to the ceiling, pushing them up as you get her in a missionary position. "Sit on her face," you tell Asa, as she fits her pussy right in Ahyeon's mouth, dancing on it much to your enjoyment, while Ahyeon sticks her tongue out as Asa has fun grinding her cunt in her pretty face.
"Keep going, I love that view," you tell Ahyeon, giving her an electric shock that makes her contract her body. "Don't move," you tell her, shoving your cock in Ahyeon's pink teen pussy and teasing Asa with some shocks on her tits that make her scream and catch her by surprise.
"Keep licking that pussy," you tell Ahyeon, Asa grinding on her face as you pound her pussy. You keep teasing the young girl with more shocks in her thighs, increasing the speed of your poundings and spanking her ass. "AHHHHH," Ahyeon screams as you give her another electric shock.
You finger Asa's pussy as you fuck Ahyeon's, making all the juices from the Japanese girl drop in Ahyeon's pretty face. "YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, FUCK," Ahyeon keeps moaning. You shove your hands in Asa's mouth for her to taste her own juices. "Stay in position," you tell Asa, grabbing the strings attached to her nipple clamps. Ahyeon moans and screams, Asa grinding her ass on her face".
"OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK," Ahyeon screams. You and Asa enjoy punishing her, sticking the shock batons in Ahyeon's tits and making her scream even louder. "AHHHHHHH," Ahyeon almost loses her voice as she gets targeted by shocks from all sides, you never pulling out of her pussy and enjoying her body contorting while she gets fucked.
"Come on," you tell Ahyeon, shocking her nonstop at her most sensitive parts: her tits, her armpits, her face, her belly, and her pussy; nothing escapes from your target. "AHHHHHHH," she screams every time. You continue to relentlessly pound her young pussy, Asa coming to help you as she fingers Ahyeon's clit and gets the young girl super wet.
"OHHHHH MY GOD, YESSSS, FUCKKK," Ahyeon moans like a baby now, you and Asa stimulating her to the fullest. "CAN I CUM PLEASE, DADDY? AHHHHHH," Ahyeon begs, closing her eyes as her walls clench hard, her never feeling this stimulating before, turning into a mess of moans and screams. You and Asa continue to massage her pussy, Asa now bringing the vibrator and making things even harder for Ahyeon, her body twisting and turning nonstop.
"Open those legs," you tell Ahyeon, you and Asa attacking her pussy like crazy. As Asa licks her pussy, you soon join her, you two using both tongues to make Ahyeon cum hard. "OH MY GOD, YEAH, YEAH," Ahyeon moans as she gets closer and closer, you whipping her tits and Asa's ass back and forth. "FUCKKKKK DADDY," she screams. You keep fucking Ahyeon's pussy, feeding your cock into Asa's mouth as she fingers her friend's already super wet clit.
"OH YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, DADDY, I'M GONNA CUM," Ahyeon screams. "She's ready to cum," Asa tells you, Ahyeon moaning and screaming. "I WANNA CUM, PLEASE, DADDY," Ahyeon continues to beg, the massage in her pussy from you and Asa getting faster and faster.
Ahyeon starts orgasming hard, intense body spasms coming out of her body. Even her being tied up can't prevent her from shaking as if she were possessed by some demon. Her already tight pussy walls completely close, gripping your cock like her life depended on it. "I want your cum inside me, daddy," Ahyeon begs. As Asa hears those words, she slides under the table, ready to catch that load as soon as it drips out of Ahyeon's pussy. You can't resist for long, emptying your balls inside Ahyeon's pink teen pussy as her walls clench around your cock to a point of no return.
Your cum drops straight from Ahyeon's pussy to Asa's mouth, you digging a bit in Ahyeon's pussy and fucking it a few more times to feed Asa. "Swap it," you tell the Japanese girl, her feeding the cum straight into Ahyeon's mouth as the two share hot kisses in your watch.
"That's it, girls, you two are free from the dungeon," you tell them.
"We'll be counting the days to come back, Daddy," Ahyeon answers, Asa giggling, agreeing with her.
The Miyeon smut should be out next week if I get off my ass and do it tho. This one’s gonna be a little longer than my first Hanni one and the paragraphs are going to be a bit different bc I wanna see what is better to read.
