Would you every write an opposite day kind of story where jodi and jamie switch personalities. Like a freaky friday kind of situation? I think that could be cool.
Hmmm that would be an interesting concept! But I am unsure how many would notice the change in personalities at this point lol
are you into feet at all, besides writing about it on occasion? If so, whose feet are the sexiest in your mind, like the ones you'd most like to cum on or worship?
Nope! I am not into grippers at all. Like, I honestly do not feel the appeal of feet at all, its like armpits, my brain just does not comprehend it lol
(Male Reader x Sua x Gahyun, 4.9k Words) Tags: MILF Sua el Bora, Daughter Gahyun, Its milf hunting time, Vaginal oral anal sex, School drama, Bratty daughters, fat sloppy creampies, protected sex, happy ending
The chill of the morning air fills your lungs as you rush along the pavement, your backpack feeling more than a thousand pounds from all those textbooks and crap, and you rasp as the cold drags along your throat. The bus stop was just down the block, but you are already running late, and so you put a little effort in, unusual for a senior like yourself; your parents would skin you if they had to drive you to school. But the creak of unoiled hinges and shrunken wood draws your attention, as does the woman emerging from the now open doorway in little more than a bathrobe and a towel around her head, "Good morning!" Mrs. Kim Bora yells to you with a jaunty wave, motioning you over, and you swerve to jog up to your neighbor's house, "Thank you, dear," she smiles, "Gah forgot to grab her flashdrive this morning, would you mind giving it to her?" Your head bobs automatically, and Mrs. Bora's smile widens, "Such a good boy... I remember when you and Gah were running around my backyard throwing mud at each other, and now... already a man," she purrs, allowing one hand to cup your cheek fondly, "My daughter and I are such lucky women to have you around..." Mrs. Bora winks, "Now don't miss the bus silly!"
Gahyun glares at you from amongst her coterie as you approach, those pouty lips of hers curled into her usual disdainful expression, "What do you want?" she hisses, thrusting out her chest aggressively, making her pushed-up tits wobble within their confines. Your eyes dart back up to meet her own,
"You forgot your flashdrive," you explain weakly, as always a bit flustered by your childhood friend's abrasive response, and you proffer it. Gahyun snatches it out of your hand and examines it, before sniffing in satisfaction,
"Well, thanks I guess," she says, toying idly with a strand of hair, "Anything else?"
"No. No. Nothing," you reply lamely, and her scowl returns,
"Ugh just fuck off already," Gahyun grumbles, "Couldn't even invite me to your eighteenth birthday party," she mutters to her friends, who glare at you with primal loathing, and you scurry off to your own homeroom class.
The day passes by in a blur, your mind still filled with thoughts about Mrs. Bora ("Sua to my friends!" she would always laugh), unwholesome thoughts to be having about your childhood "friend's" mother. You are pretty sure most of the neighborhood is having unwholesome thoughts about Mrs. Kim Bora. Gregarious, quick to laugh, teasing, keen on wearing revealing outfits, always there to give a supportive word of advise, lavish with her physical affection; it was little wonder a decent portion of the school's population was pumping tissues full of jizz for Gahyun's mom. And also for Gahyun, though you really did not see the appeal. Your cock bulges and shrinks in your jeans as images of Mrs. Bora prances through your head, engaging in all sorts of depraved activities involving you, and you know the moment you get home and lock your door you would be gifting her yet more of your seed.
Your heart is already hammering with excitement as you practically float out of the bus at your stop, your legs hurrying you along the concrete once more, "Eh!" a familiar voice cries out as you near your door, and you stumble as your body recognizes it before your brain does. Flushing guiltily, you raise your head to see Mrs. Bora in the flesh, leaning against her doorway in little more than a nightie and open sweatshirt, her face creased with concern, "Is Gahyun not with you again?" she asks, before cocking her head, "Are you okay, dear? Did I startle you?" You gibber as your brain attempts to flush out all those nasty fantasies that had been marinating in your mind all day, before you manage,
"N-no, Mrs. Bora! I think she left with some friends!"
Mrs. Bora scowls, and you know where her daughter got it from, "That girl!" she huffs, "Is she out with boys again?" and you cough awkwardly. She gives you a knowing look before crooking a finger at you, "You had better come inside then, mister! So I can interrogate you..."
Mrs. Bora's method of interrogation was not, unfortunately, tying you to a chair and sucking you off until your secrets spilled from your lips while your cum spills between hers, but instead sitting you down for a nice cup of tea. Gahyun's mother reclines upon a tasteful couch, one leg crossed over the other, sipping idly at her teacup while her eyes bore into you, sitting gawkily in an armchair next to her. She smiles, "It's been so long since you've been in my living room, I remember you and Gah clambering over everything while she chased you around. You two were so close growing up, what happened?" Well what happened was that Gahyun was a bully as a child, then was a brat, and now was an absolute bitch; but you could hardly tell her mother that,
"We just... drifted apart I guess," you mumble, and Mrs. Bora makes an understanding noise, "she just... has different friends."
"Mmm," her mother muses. "is she still teasing you all the time?"
"Um, uh, not too much these days," you stammer, "she mostly just ignores me!"
Mrs. Bora sighs, "Ah. Boys." and you have nothing to say to that, so you don't.
"So," Mrs. Bora leans forward, and your eyes practically roll down her exposed cleavage, "What's this I hear about a bounty on my daughter's head?" You blanch, this was not going to be easy. Since explaining to a girl's mother that she had gotten caught gangbanging like half the football team, and so enraged most of the cheerleaders, who had put up $237.33 for the first girl to take her to actual pound town, was kind of hard. Your eyeballs rebound back into their sockets as you try and look at anything but the woman in front of you, blood surging back into your head as you try and think of something to say, "Is it... boys?" Mrs. Bora asks gently, and you nod. She raises one finger, and you shake your head. She raises another, and you shake your head. Her eyebrows quirk as she proffers her open hand, and you shake your head. Now her eyebrows reach towards her hairline as she wiggles all ten of her fingers at you, and your head wobbles in response. Mrs. Bora sniffs in amusement, "Well I have no idea where she gets it from," which reveals nothing, since the man of the house was constantly out on business, and Mrs. Bora and Gahyun's actual relation was murky at best. So God knows where Gahyun was getting it from.
Setting her cup down with a clink of ceramic, Mrs. Bora reaches her hand out to your thigh, and you shiver as lighting courses through from this simple touch, even through your jeans, "Thank you, dear, you've always been such a good boy," her fingers curl as she gives your leg a scratch before pausing, giving you a curious look, "Are you quiet alright? You look a little jumpy..." you blubber something incoherent, which only causes her eyebrows to furrow in concern. Mrs. Bora leans forward and presses her forehead against your own, her eyes darting to one side in concentration, which only makes matters worse, "You don't feel warm, what's..." her leans back into her couch as her gaze roams your body, searching for some cause for your sudden awkwardness. Then she spots the bulge in your pants, and her lips part in a silent oh. You were, quite frankly, bricked beyond belief. Mrs. Bora exhales, giving you an understanding smile, "My, what a fine young man you've grown up to be..." her hand remains on your leg, but with glacial slowness starts sliding up it, her voice growing husky, "Why don't you let me... help, with that?" and your head practically vibrates in agreement.
Mrs. Bora gracefully allows her open sweater to slip from her shoulders back onto the leather of the couch, "Have you been with a girl before?" she asks, and you nod, remembering Asa shuddering beneath you, and remembering her leaving you. Mrs. Bora can read the sorrow in your face, and she cups your cheek tenderly, "Girls can be so cruel, and you boys so delicate, is it any wonder that it takes a woman to set things right?" Your spirits rebound, and you flush in agreement, because Kim Bora was certainly a woman. Her cherubic face framed by her tastefully done hair, the gentle sag of her breasts beneath the sheer cloth of her nightie, the swell of her hips that had purportedly carried little Gahyun, those limber legs brazenly on display; and most importantly, the maturity and confidence shining in her eyes. Mrs. Bora draws closer, "I was sad that we missed your birthday party a few months ago," she whispers, "I have just the present to welcome you into manhood," her lips quirk into a crooked smile at her pun, "For your manhood!" Mrs. Bora gives you a quick kiss, "Now strip! Those clothes of yours must be filthy from school!"
Lounging on her couch and taking dainty sips from her teacup, Mrs. Bora watches while you hesitantly strip off your clothes and toss them onto the floor in an untidy pile, her eyes roaming your young body. Her eyes widen with obvious delight when your underwear finally comes off, and your cock springs free of its confines, rigidly pointing at the ceiling. Mrs. Bora finishes the last of her tea and licks her lips, "Delicious," she proclaims, "You look about ready to burst..." Kim Bora smirks, "Have you been fantasizing about me all this time?"
"Y-yes, Mrs. Bora," you stammer, your hands drifting down to cover your groin, your face beet red in embarrassment. The woman laughs,
"Oh don't be shy! How many socks have you filled? How many tissues have you destroyed? How often have you moaned my name into your pillow?" she stands up, sauntering towards you, "Did you cum for me this morning?" Mrs. Bora purrs as her hands slip around your shoulders, and your hand instinctively grip her toned rear, oh god you were grabbing Mrs. Bora's ass! She nibbles on her bottom lip while she stares up at you, "Time to try the real thing, dear," Mrs. Bora whispers, and then kisses you.
Mrs. Bora's lips fasten themselves around yours, and instead of inexpertly smearing themselves against you while her tongue slobbers around your mouth, hers gently peel your lips open. You moan as she tenderly, yet hungrily kisses you, massaging you with gentle smooches until your mouth parts and her tongue gracefully invites itself inside. You shudder like a leaf in her arms while you drown in pleasure, Mrs. Bora introducing you to how kissing should be properly done, and your hips grind against her soft stomach in appreciation. She smoothly breaks off the kisses and arches backwards, giving you a sleazy smile, "Goodness someone is getting rather excited!" one of her hands drifts down your chest to cradle your throbbing manhood, "We can't have your first load soaking into my nightie, now can we?" Mrs. Bora gives it a little pat, and you very nearly paint her tummy right then and there. Gahyun's mother laughs in delight, "Eh! Well we shouldn't leave him waiting too long, otherwise you'll jizz all over my carpet!" She taps your lips as she untangles herself from you, "Come, come! Let's see how good that mouth of yours is kissing my other lips!"
Her hips bouncing playfully from side to side, Mrs. Bora leads you back to her couch, tossing a decorative cushion onto the carpet before reclining in front of it. She gives you a wicked smile that sets your heart pounding. You wanted her. You wanted her so bad you could barely think about anything else. Your brain was drowning in hormones, removing anything aside from the need to breed Mrs. Kim Bora. With a playful smirk she opens her legs, and the stench of a woman hits you. You stare in awe at the sight of Mrs. Bora's pussy, the pussy you had mentally spent so many loads inside, that you had fantasized about for years, that you wanted to pump full of so much cum it would burst. Gahyun's mother pats her thigh, breaking your reverie, "Is it like you always imagined?" she asks breathily, "Is it different from that girl's?" And it was. Mrs. Bora's pussy was a roil of folds, her outer lips coated in the a fine layer of pubic hair, the trim of a woman who is long past worrying about such things, but does not want a jungle. Amongst that flowers of pink flesh, was her slit, her entrance clearly visible beneath, right above the gnarled rosebud of her asshole, and slathering it all was a coating of white fluid. Asa's pussy had barely been wet, Mrs. Bora's was literally dripping with arousal, its heady smell already driving you wild.
"Lunch time," Mrs. Bora sings, using two fingers to spread wide the mess of pinkish folds, and you sink to your knees in front of it, "Dig in, dear. I'm sure you are famished!" The stink of her pussy fills your nose as you lower yourself into it, and with rasping breath you extend your tongue and drag it up through the sticky softness of her slit. Mrs. Bora shudders, "Oh yes..." she sighs, "There you go, take your time with it, eat as much as you'd like," her hand winds through your hair, "Lick your plate clean," Moaning you do as she says, lapping at her folds while they smear themselves across your face, coating it with a layer of her thick honey, unable to stop yourself from eating out your childhood friend's mother. Before long she is grinding her crotch against your face, her hand holding you steadily against her pussy while she humps your outstretched tongue. And once that grows too sore, Mrs. Bora instructs you to use your mouth instead, and so you suckle upon her fleshy hood while she purrs with satisfaction.
Eventually Mrs. Bora tires of your efforts, it was hard to remember just how long you had been devouring her for, but suddenly she gently pushes back on your head and beckons you upwards, "Mmm, not to bad," she sighs, "someone was eager for lunch! Mrs. Bora pulls herself further along the couch, tossing aside the back cushions to form a small bed of sorts, and pats the couch for you to join her. She lays down horizontally, her legs pressed together and hugging her chest as you scramble onto her couch, awarding you with a smile as you do, "Now then, do you remember how to enter a girl?" You nod eagerly,
"Yes, Mrs. Bora," you breath, and she laughs,
"Call me Sua! All my lovers do..."
"But..."
"Oh..." Mrs. Bora gives you a knowing look, "Does it excite you more when you call me that? Naughty boy!" she coos, "Then it's alright, dear, let Mrs. Bora take good care of you, okay?" Mrs. Bora uses her hands to open her legs, revealing her sopping pussy, her nightie pulled up below her breasts, wordlessly inviting you inside, the glimmer of silver on her finger somehow gives you pause though...
"But Mrs. Bora..." you swallow, "Your husband..."
Mrs. Bora rolls her eyes, "When was the last time you saw my husband?" and waits several moments while you struggle through your memory before continuing, "Exactly. Now hush, dear. Time to make your dreams come true," Mrs. Bora cocks her head, "It isn't polite to leave a lady waiting..." Banishing your worries, you scramble between her legs, your dick still sticking out of you like a spear, and merely accidentally brushing it against one smooth leg is enough to send shivers through you. Shuddering with barely contained excitement, you place yourself atop Mrs. Bora, your cock pushing against the sodden mess of her folds, your face inches away from hers; it was about to happen. Your tip slips and slides up and down her slit, unable to find her entrance until Mrs. Bora lets out a laugh, "So cute!" and her hand guides you inside of her.
Bliss fills your brain to bursting. Mrs. Sua's pussy was sublime. It was literally gushing wet, as warm as an oven, and snugly holding you tightly inside of it; why bother fucking girls your age when Milf pussy was outright superior? You moan loudly as you shove every inch of yourself into her, and she takes it all with a soft sigh, her head lolling back against the cushion,
"Oh, Mrs. Bora!" you gasp,
Mrs. Bora's hands roam your back, "Mmmph! That's it, there you go, you're in me now," she kisses you, "How does it feel to be inside of a woman? Much better than your fist, hmm?" You groan in answer, your hips starting to move on their own, making Mrs. Bora's pussy squelch with every thrust. You are unable to stop yourself, control yourself, simply pumping away between Mrs. Bora's thighs like a man possessed. Soon pleasure is building along your root, swelling up from your balls and surging up your shaft,
"Oh fuck, Mrs. Bora!" you moan, you are about to cum in her, raw. You are about to creampie Gahyun's mother! But her legs lock tightly around your waist and she grips your face,
"Let it all out in me," she growls huskily, before kissing you fiercely, and so you do.
You groan plaintively while you empty yourself into Mrs. Bora, drooling and slurring her name while your lips mash wetly against hers, your entire body shuddering atop her own. Your spasm with every fresh burst of cum the spews into her experienced pussy, her folds gently squeezing with every pulse to ensure you work out every last drop. Eventually, the pleasure fades, leaving you feeling light and exhausted, and you collapse against her neck, breathing heavily. Her hands soothingly stroke your back, "There you go... Good boy... Good boy!" Mrs. Bora purrs, "You came so much inside of me, I could feel it hitting my walls... Goodness you are still so hard..." and so you are, your cock still twitching fitfully in her warm embrace. She smiles as you lazily raise yourself up to look at her, "Better than a tissue?" she teases, and you moan tiredly in response,
"Much better, Mrs. Bora..."
"Mmm, good," she sighs, before giving your ass a gentle slap, "Now then, ready for round two? You young men always have so much stamina..." You attempt to protest that you are too drained to continue, but evidently your manhood disagrees; it was still as rigid as stone when you pull out of Mrs. Bora.
Bliss was heaped upon bliss, as Mrs. Bora performs fellatio upon you. As it turns out, getting sucked off by some inexperienced girl was nothing like receiving fellatio from a woman like Mrs. Bora. With Asa there had been some suction, the warmth of her mouth, a bit of wetness, pleasant but nothing too exciting; with Mrs. Bora... You claw at the cushions, your groans echoing throughout the house while Mrs. Bora's head bobs atop your cock, her eyes locked upon your face. Her cheeks hollow as she slurps mightily upon your poor meat, her tongue performing acrobatics along your shaft while she works her way up and down it, slobbering wetly until your balls are dripping with her spittle; and she apparently has no gag reflex. Her hands are not idle either, stroking your thighs, cupping your swollen balls, working your shaft whenever she would focus on your tip, massaging your groin before sliding up to tease your nipples; it was heavenly. And Mrs. Bora keeps you at the Heavenly Gates the entire time, never tiring, leaving you constantly on edge while never allowing your manhood to flag; by the end you are literally begging her for release. Which only makes her smirk and continue.
"Wa-wait, Mrs. Bora! It's-!" You groan plaintively, and Mrs. Bora's eyebrows furrow as she smiles around your shaft, her pace steady and confident. She was going to work your young cock out, and knows exactly how she wants you to finish. So the next time your cock shudders with pre-climactic delight, Mrs. Bora does not slow and relax the intensity of her oral sex, instead she simply continues playing your manhood like an instrument; and you promptly orgasm. You moan with every pulse that goes through your dick, Mrs. Bora's head sliding down it to the root in time with every fresh release of your semen, your agonized ecstasy no doubt being heard around the block. Her eyes stare intently up at you as your cock buries itself in her face with each new slurry of fluid that spews from your tip, while your hips buck spasmodically from the sheer force of your climax. Your head is spinning by the time Mrs. Bora sucks the last dregs out of your member, and deposits a sizable portion of your load into the teacup, smacking her lips in satisfaction as she roils your jizz around the cup. Then someone starts screaming.
"MOM! WHAT THE FUCK!?" Gahyun screeches from where she entered the living room, her entry no doubt hidden by your appalling groans. Mrs. Bora turns to look at her daughter,
"Welcome home, Gah," she says cheerfully, "Would you like a taste of him, it's fresh!"
"You're fucking!" Gahyun shrieks,
"Mhmm," Mrs. Bora agrees,
"HIM!" Gahyun froths,
"Oh yes, him," Mrs. Bora nods,
"RAW?" Gahyun literally spits with rage when she spots the mess leaking from her mother's pussy,
"He came quite a bit too," Mrs. Bora happily informs her daughter,
"You... You..." Gahyun is practically vibrating with fury, "You fucking WHORE!" she rails, "He was supposed! To be! MINE!" her voice reaches such a pitch that several windows crack. Mrs. Bora sniffs,
"Oh please, dear. Some little slut named Asa had him first," she wags the cum-filled cup at her, "What did I say about playing with your food?"
Your mind was still somewhat clogged with hormones, but it was still lucid enough to determine that your less-than-friendly childhood friend apparently has a crush on you. Also you just rawdogged her mom. Oh and she just sucked your soul out because dear lord that woman can fellate. But also... wait what? Gahyun LIKES you? YOU??? Your often bratty bitch bully glares daggers at her mother, "I was working on it," she hiss, and Mrs. Bora scoffs,
"How? By fucking your way through half the football team? I'm sure that will get his attention!"
"Well excuse me for being frustrated his dumb ass couldn't figure it out!" Gahyun growls,
Mrs. Bora laughs outright, "Gah, he's a teenage boy. He wouldn't know you like him until you pull your pants down in front of him and bend over, and even then he might worry you're just being friendly," she winks at you, "Now, would you like to try his cum, it's fresh!"
Gahyun bountiful lips curl in disgust, "Enjoy it yourself, Mom! I'll get some myself!"
"Ehhhhhh?" Mrs. Bora brings her hand teasingly over her mouth and shoots you a lewd look, "Someone is growing up a little bit!"
"Oh shut up," Gahyun grumbles as she stalks towards you, shedding her clothes as she comes.
You gawp at your childhood friend's nubile body, obviously you had jerked off more than a few times thinking about her, but to see her actually nude like this was... Then Gahyun kisses you, fiercely, hungrily, reclaiming your lips from her temptatious mother, her hand around your neck. She breaks off the kiss long of enough to hiss at you, "You stupid, fucking idiot," before continue to try and use her perky lips to pry yours off. After her tongue busies itself gouging its way through your mouth, she suddenly shoves you off of her back against the couch with a snarl, causing you to gasp,
"Gah, wait!"
"Shut up!" Gahyun yells into your face, hauling herself astride you, "Seriously, you fucked my mom before me?" she slaps you,
"Gah..." Mrs. Bora lays herself nearby,
"You fucking..." Gah goes to slap you again, before shakily lowering her hand, "Your cock belongs to me now, got it?" Mrs. Bora points emphatically towards herself out of the corner of your eye, and you nod slowly at Gahyun's flushed face,
"Good boy!" Gahyun enthuses in the same tone her mother used, "Time for your reward..."
Gahyun might be a demanding brat of a girl, but she sure knows how to ride a cock. Panting eagerly, she drags your perhaps unsurprisingly erect dick towards the ceiling, before moving to mount you; only to be stopped by her mother's hand,
"Condom," Mrs. Bora says firmly, "No babies until after twenty-five!"
"Mooom!" Gahyun pouts, "You fucked him raw!"
"I, am mature enough to handle the complications of a creampie," Mrs. Bora points towards herself, still bizarrely wearing her now stained nightie. She taps her daughter's nose, "you, are not. So, rubbers until we can get you on the pill young lady!" Gahyun pouts even harder, but Mrs. Bora was not budging either, and your childhood friend relents,
"Fine!" she reaches between the seat cushions and drags out a familiar shiny rectangle, "Soon," Gahyun promises as she tears the package open and sheaths your cock, rubbing it against her shaven slit before sitting on it with a greedy groan.
Unlike Mrs. Bora, Gahyun was not there to drag things out, and after five minutes of furious bouncing, her ample tits flopping in your face, her swollen lips gnawing at your neck, her fresh pussy gripping you so tightly you fear it will tear off, you fill the condom. Your moans are much more subdued this time, and Mrs. Bora preens from her perch on the couch next to you two, content to watch Gahyun ride you to completion, beaming with maternal pride,
"Oh aren't you two just the cutest couple?" she sighs, "Just yesterday you were running around butt naked in this living room, and now... well you're still butt naked," Mrs. Bora smirks wickedly,
"Oh shut up, Mom!" Gahyun grumbles, I'm trying to enjoy our first time here!"
"Mmm, and what a time it has been..." Mrs. Bora sighs dramatically, "But oh! Will you look at the time!" You all do, the clock showing it was well into the evening, and you cough awkwardly,
"Maybe I should be going..." but Mrs. Bora was having none of it,
"Oh don't worry dear! I let your mother know you were over a few hours ago! I even told her you were staying the night with Gah! She was very excited to hear you two are finally getting cuddly!" she rubs her hands together, "Guess you're staying the night, dear!"
So you spent the night, and spent yourself in both Gahyun and Mrs. Bora several more times that night, much to the former's chagrin,
"Mom," she would complain, "stop fucking my boyfriend!" and Mrs. Bora would laugh,
"Eh, but it's such a bonding experience! And I can tell he likes me more..."
"Mom!"
"Yes, that's me!"
"Ugh!"
"Sharing is caring!"
"Ohgodohfuckohgodohfuck-"
"See? That's how you move your hips Gah..."
"Ohhhhh..."
And most of the night continued in that vein...
"Stacy's Mom, has got it going on-" PLAP PLAP, "She's all that I want-" PLAP, "and I've waited for so long-" PLAP PLAP PLAP "Stacy can't you see, You're just not the girl for me-" PLAPPLAPPLAPLAPSQUELCH, "I know it might be wrong but, I'm in love with Stacy's Mom!" Mrs. Bora sings along happily, before glancing back at you and Gahyun in the backseat, "That had better been inside of a rubber, young lady!" Gahyun rolls her eyes, the flesh of her rear warm against your crotch from where she had been riding you,
"Don't worry Mom, he's in my ass!" she grumbles, and Mrs. Bora winks at you through the rearview mirror,
"Butt sex while driving to school, you two have grown up so much!" she sighs,
"Mom!" Gahyun makes a disgusted noise, before looking back at you, "Round two? Or do you want me to suck you off again?"
"Su-sucking..." you manage, and your new girlfriend slides into the seat well onto her knees and gets to work cleaning your cock off with her mouth. Mrs. Bora's eyes meet yours through the mirror, and signals for you to call her later. You groan internally, like mother, like daughter!
One year later, and you and Mrs. Kim el Bora ("please, call me Sua!") are married, with her producing four more children as the years go by, as it turns out, Mr. Bora did not in fact exist. Gahyun would go off to college, and return four years later to reclaim your manhood from her mother, birthing an impressive seven kids before settling in with you two in easy companionship. It might have been wrong, but Gahyun's Mom, really, really, had got it going on.
You still call her Mrs. Bora while cumming inside of her though.
Who is Sabina really? Do you prefers boobs or butts? What's your favorite body part in general, what personality are you most attracted to? How do you write such good fics? These are the questions. :ponder:
P.S. hope you're having a good day
Who am I? Smutty obviously! Hmmm I would say I am still an ass man, though I do love some larger breasts, since god knows tittyfucking feels divine. I would say I do love me some thick thighs, but when I look at some of my more favorite idols (my bias wreckers are almost all main vocalists funnily enough) I do seem to have a type for bratty, confident idols with big ol' cheeks. Which makes it kind of funny that a decent chunk of the girls I write about are Mommy-coded, but then again, I do love Jihyo, so that probably says something lol. How do I write so well? Honestly just writing for a while tends to improve your work, also reading lots and lots, and being perpetually horny with an overactive imagination lol. Once I would daydream about generic power fantasies, now I mostly daydream about idols and streamers engaging in all sorts of depraved activities lol
Would you do a commission of the otv girls with different size penis(like girth length cut etc) and making them interact with the reader like either one on one or a group setting?
Hmmm I have several works of the OTV girls with cocks interacting with one another, but nearly with the reader, if thats what you really wanted
(Natty x Lovers, 3.1k Words) Tags: Natty POV, Its her turn now, Slut POV, Creampies, Gangbang, Multiple sexual partners, Orgy, Exotic sexual partners, Loser fucking, Zero hydration
"Who is she?" My voice lilts one last time over the baying university crowd, sweat dripping down my tanned skin as they howl their love and lust for me. Okay, not just me. Three other goddesses share the stage with me, but it feels like all the attention is on me, I think they all feel the same way too. The audience continues to shriek their adoration as we bow, blowing kisses and pouting in farewell as we saunter off the stage. I'm so wet it's soaking through my safety shorts, and so is the rest of Kiss of Life. That's not what makes us sluts though, any idol who says they aren't sopping after a performance is fucking lying, it's what comes after we get off the stage that makes us sluts. It's not all the sex either, when was the last time you saw an idol not getting gangbanged after a performance? It's... Oh wow. Belle and Haneul really couldn't wait could they? Those fucking sluts. Well, time to join in the fun!
My hips sway as I walk past the delicious mess our juniors are making right next to the exit of the stage, Julie sharing my laughter as our dear little whores make us proud. She has the same hunger in her eyes that I do, those perky lips of hers already moist and red with arousal, this bitch is so horny I almost consider giving the watching students an unforgettable show... Julie smirks, and mouths, later, so we keep walking instead. The path out of the temporary stadium was kept clear, the pair of us are able to circle around the vast number of people filling the gentle grass bowl to watch the performances. From our relative height we can spot the small eddies and whirls of the crowd, watching the two vortexes of Belle and Haneul drifting their way through the press. Julie scans the crowd, eyes narrowing until she sees what she is after, and with a kiss goodbye, she penetrates the living wall of students. See you later, girlfriend!
Every slut has their own particular tastes, and Julie's is hunky jocks. She just loves being manhandled by guys with more meat than brains, picked up and used by them like the petite sex toy she acts like. Which is pretty fun to watch, and my thighs moisten further as I saunter along remembering it, it's almost enough to make me turn around so I can watch, and join in the fun. Almost. Studs are boring. They already get enough pussy from their groupies, if they aren't pounding the school beauties then they have the weirdos lined up to service their cocks. So they might be good fucks, but there's no enthusiasm to them, no spice, you're just another hole they deserve to fuck. Which can be fun, but like, also boring. Nah, if you want to really get fucked, you go and find the losers.
The dregs. The perma-virgins. The losers whose only sex has been paid for or with their own hand. They want it. They want it so fucking bad. And when I open my legs for them its like dropping a fat juicy steak in front of a starving job. They go feral. They fuck me like it's the last pussy they'll get in a decade, pounding me until their dicks break or they pass out from exhaustion. Way more satisfying than some entitled asshole giving you the ol' pump-n-dump! And like any good slut, I did my research before this performance, and make a beeline towards one of the nearby buildings scattered around the stage. I slide through the scattered groups of students, losing my usual saunter to avoid too much attention. I mean, I'm Natty, of course people are going to stop and stare, but at least I can avoid getting gangbanged before reaching my goal.
Several handies and an unsurprisingly quick blowjob later, I'm inside the building, and after a few more hand jobs I'm walking towards the door I've been looking for. Idle music blares through the open windows, the breeze stirring my hair, as an announcer drones about the upcoming artists on next. Aespa. Their performances might be a bit stale, but they sure know how to make those panties drop and cocks pop. I breeze past some gawping morons (okay, I actually got spitroasted, but shush), before finding the correct room number. "The Anime Club", the piece of paper taped to the door reads, oh this is going to be so much fun. Wearing my widest smile I slam open the door and pose against the doorframe, my eyes sweeping across the startled faces filling the room, the stench of sweat and undrained balls tickling my nose, "Hey losers," I purr, "Wanna fuck?" One guy lets out a startled moan and clutches at his crotch, did he just cream himself? Oh fuck yeah, this is the right place.
I strut into the room like I own it, which I do now, shedding my clothes as I go, revealing my tanned, curvy body for these low-lives to drool over. There are girls mixed in to the press, over-dressed and with too much makeup on, no doubt used to lording over the men in here, glaring at me jealously as a lay claim to their little harem. But the smirk on my face as I glance at them tells them that this was an inclusive event, why bother having a gangbang when you can have an orgy instead. I saunter into the middle of the room, which coincidentally already has a space cleared in it, the surrounding desks and chairs kicked aside, and set my hand on my hip, "Well, do you want to fuck an idol or not?" I sigh sluttily, "Don't bother with protection, none of you have fucked enough to catch anything..." silence greets this announcement, and I roll my eyes in irritation, "That means you can fuck me raw, idiots," and like magic their clothes come flying off.
Before I can blink I am surrounded by sweaty losers, each pushing and fighting to get a handful of me, to grope my thick ass or my perky breasts, to get to kiss my perky lips with their filthy mouths. A dozen hands hungrily roam my body, clammily rubbing and squeezing my premier flesh, desperate to experience what they've watched happen a hundred times on their screens. The door slams shut behind me, and I hear the clunk of the lock, and then the screech of a table being shoved against it, and I know the only way I was leaving this room was covered in cum. Just the way I love it. Their erect cocks rub and poke at me, and soon my hands are busy once more, drifting between dicks and the occasional pussy as I say hello to them all. Then I drop into a squat so I can greet my new friends with a big sloppy kiss.
The trick to getting blowbanged is to make sure nobody gets a good handle on your head when they're in your mouth, because otherwise the will fuck your face until they- I gulp down the thick example of my lesson, some guy groaning while his cum fills my mouth; okay fine, it's not as easy as it sounds. I finish slurping and turn my head to accept the next cock into my mouth, sucking on his warm, hard meat before quickly moving onto the next one. It's fun having some guys creampie my face, but when all of them get to do it it gets boring fast. I've got other holes that need to be filled too! Speaking of which, one of the girls is doing a great job eating me out while I crouch over her face, having been scooted into the scrum on her back. She keeps getting stepped on, but I think she enjoys it. Another loser unloads into my hair from behind, just as the dick in my right hand hand explodes onto my face, my pussy starts making louder noises as I relish the feeling of being covered with spunk. Fuck it, I need to get plowed.
I rise up from the ring of smelly bodies like a beautiful flower, my gaze sweeping the room to drink in the details that I missed while I was buried in pulsing cocks. Things have gotten a bit crazy while I was down, and it looks like the orgy is in full swing. One girl is on her knees rubbing two cocks together, while another slut is taking it up the ass. Two bitches are busy fisting each other, some pervert is jacking off using one of their hair, and one of the gaudily dressed girls turns out to be a boy after all, and has her skirts up around her waist while she gets plowed from behind, her flaccid cock flopping leakily with every thrust. Hot. Well it's time to join in the fun, and I languidly lean forward while hands find my body once more, I start sucking one of the dicks being shoved into my face, letting whoever was behind me figure it out. There's some commotion behind me, but soon enough something warm and hard is pushing between my cheeks. Hopefully it ends up in my pussy and not my ass, these morons can never get it in the right hole.
To my slight surprise my pussy gets filled with throbbing man-meat, and I shudder with delight as pleasure suffuses my belly, god I love taking dick. Warmth pulses through my groin as my lover roughly pounds away at me with an almost virginal lack of skill, so greedy to creampie me, to unload his cum as deep inside of me as possible, he's desperate for it. Confident that things will work themselves out back there, I turn my attention to cock in my mouth, and start showing off a little; I am an idol after all. I take my lover's burning rod down my throat, my tongue flickering against his shaft while I swallow him to the hilt, my chin nestled against his hairy balls. Then I look up at him and wink, causing his member to spasm as it spurts down my throat. Whoops. And right on schedule, the trash filling my other hole adds his own load to the party, flooding my pussy with his sticky warmth. Mmmph.
Then fresh cocks take their places, and once more I am bouncing between two dicks, spitroasted by losers who have barely even kissed a girl, and now they're fucking an idol raw. God they are pounding me so damn hard. One blows, and then the other, and then another just empties himself all over my butt before some other deviant shoves his dick in my ass. Thin, thick, long, small, doesn't matter the size, I take them all! It all blurs together, a ceaseless plowing from both ends, broken only when a coochie gets shoved into my mouth instead of a cock, half the time they're already dripping with semen. Delicious. I won it like the slut I am, until finally there's enough of a break for me to stand up and take stock of what I've missed. I smile. The orgy is in full swing, all inhibitions tossed aside, cocks spray over quivering flesh, fingers dig into pliant holes, mouths open in groans only to be filled by sopping genitals, half the couples here will either break up or discover they enjoy a few more bodies in their relationship. I am so fucking wet.
With a smirk I lay back on a nearby table, my hair soaking in a puddle of squirt and jizz, my legs open wide in invitation for anyone who wants a taste of premium idol pussy. My first partner arrives, some obese loser with a dick shorter than my pinky, and I lick my lips as he buries me beneath his bulk. My feet kick in the air while he ruts atop me, his waist too wide to wrap around, I can't even tell if he is in me, but judging by his pitiful grunts, he certainly thinks he is. I kiss him, my tongue slithering wetly in his mouth, as his groans grow louder and more desperate. I squeeze him, and feel something in the sloppy mess of my folds, before he lets out a final whine and fills me with his virgin cum. Holy fuck. I am unable to contain a moan as his jizz pours into me, burning hot and so thick it's like peanut butter, I feel so damn full! When I finally manage to shove him off me his glutinous seed stays within me, if I wasn't an idol, my belly would be full of his baby. The thought of this lowlife knocking me up only makes me more aroused.
The next few guys use my butt after seeing the stinking mess that fatass left in my pussy, though one bitch does spend like ten minutes eating me out, which was nice. Then she sits on my face, and I get to enjoy having my asshole violated by several deviants while I gouge hers out with my tongue, she keeps squirting all over my tits. Eventually someone noticed my favorites assets are unoccupied, and soon my tits are getting fucked as hard as my butt is. God I love getting used like this. After a bit of this, the slut unmounts my face, just in time for someone to jizz all over it. I laugh with joy as more join in the fun, my skin plastered with a thick layer of spunk until some girls are jealous enough to lick it off of me. The bitches.
I am delighted to discover my next lover is that crossdresser from before, her dick sprouting from her layers of stockings. I love fucking weebs, they're always so perverted. Even if they sometimes make you crawl into a body pillow with a hole in it first. One time I got stuck in a D.VA one at an anime convention and ended up being voted the most popular stall. I honestly thought I was going to end up pregnant! Ah... The adorable girl wastes no time in mounting my clogged cunt, happy to fuck those nasty sloppy seconds out of me. Then things get even better, another guys comes up behind her and shoves himself into her ass, forming a little fuck-train. The crossdresser squeals and gasps atop me, her elaborate dress and petticoats dripping wet from where her body presses against mine. I'm pretty sure she's already cum in me, but the boys just don't stop lining up to fuck her into me, I can feel her pitiful dick twitching inside of me with every thrust. I kiss her tenderly, I love it when a new slut discovers her calling!
After that all sorts itself out, with the crossdresser ending up bent over next to some other sluts while they all get plowed by a train of losers, I move onto something a bit more intense. With a winning smile I mount some lowlife busy jerking his dick to two whores making out with jizz all over their faces, and loudly invite anyone to join in the fun. Before long I'm getting double stuffed, which is pure fucking bliss as far as I'm concerned. The idiot I'm riding creampies me within a minute, so I roll onto my side and let the room go to town on my holes; it's too bad none of these losers can last very long. I'm in heaven as my ass is plowed while my cunt is getting railed, dicks of all shapes and sizes taking their turn to use my holes for their pleasure. Until finally some perverted pair finally do what I've been wanting this whole time, and shove both their quivering dicks into my asshole. Fuuuck...
There's something so heartwarming about watching a roomful of guys discover that the best thing aside from fucking a hole, is fucking a hole with someone else. Soon the other sluts' holes are being put to the test as the deviants try and shove as many dicks into their partners as possible. I see one chubby whore taking three at once in her loose cunt, and I cheer to watch such a size queen getting stretched out like that. Meanwhile I've got four in my ass, and two in my cunt. I love playing "Stuff the Natty"! And fuck am I getting stuffed. These nasty perverts violate me with endless enthusiasm, at this point all of my holes are getting filled at once, often by multiple cocks, these losers slaking years of lust on my gorgeous body. A normal girl would have passed out an hour ago, but hey, I'm a fucking idol for a reason.
The sun is starting to set when the last deviant spends his thin seed upon my tits, before collapsing off of me with an exhausted groan. With a purring sigh I sit fully upright, and look on with satisfaction at the mess I made. The floor was literally an inch deep with sexual fluids and piss, bodies sprawled everywhere, and the stench- oh the stench! Humming happily to myself, I tiptoe through the maze of passed out losers, not even bothering to grab my clothes before I kick a table out of the way and saunter out the door; I'm pretty sure I saw them dissolving in a trashcan filled with jizz. Heads turn as the fugue of sweaty sex fills the hallway, several people puke or gag in disgust. Wearing my winning smile I sashay through the press of horrified onlookers, my only clothes the thick layer of jizz coating every inch of me. I only get mounted eleven times before I make it outside, guys can be so timid about sloppy seconds!
The sunset fills me with joy as I practically skip along the path, I just love being a good slut! After all, a slut should open her legs for everyone, especially the losers, what's the point of being a meat-hole if everyone can't take a turn? Along a knoll someone waves, and I speed up when I see its Julie. We embrace with messy squelch, both of our bodies slick and sweaty, our lips locked together for what has to be like ten minutes. We share a knowing smile, Julie found her jocks, and I found my losers, and now...? And now we bend over together and invite the line already forming nearby to use our bodies. We might have our favorites, but that doesn't mean everyone else doesn't get to fuck us too!
Who is she? A slut, obviously! Now stop staring and shove it in already!
