Word count: 4.5K | Tags: Smut, No Plot, Foursome, Cunnilingus, Piercings, Doggy, 69, Creampie, Deepthroat, Edging, Squirting.
Amidst the orgy in IU's new house, Tzuyu can't resist Dahyun's trembling body. Filled with the same lust, Seungdae takes Chaeyoung to join them.
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Tzuyu stood and went with Dahyun, who was still shivering with her legs fully spread from the orgasm IU had given her.
"She k-kissed me," the pale girl stuttered at the touch of the maknae.
"I think she did way more than that," the tall woman smirked, kneeling to lick her folds, inhaling Dahyun's musk and admiring the little puddle of squirt on her white butt.
"Tzuyu, we haven't really…"
"Do you want to?" The tanned woman chuckled, raising her eyebrows as she crawled over Dahyun, watching her nod shyly.
Gently, Tzuyu leaned to kiss her. Just a brush of the lips, waiting for her to confirm if she really desired to continue. One second of doubt, and Dahyun stretched her neck to follow along, giggling as their lips finally joined for one profound kiss.
Hearing Seungdae's voice in the back, the maknae got her knees up on the couch, using her massive thighs to keep Dahyun's equally meaty legs spread, letting her torso get as close to her friend as possible, causing both of them to laugh when they felt their nipples caressing each other's skin.
Carrying Chaeyoung with one arm, he turned to see Tzuyu's tanned ass and pussy contrasting with Dahyun's pale butt and pink folds. "You have no idea how much I wanted to see that," he told the slim woman in his arms.
"Can you manage the three of us?" She grinned devilishly.
"Only one way to find out," he laughed, carefully placing Chaeyoung on the couch, at Dahyun's right, before kneeling to caress Tzuyu's ass while her hands ran all over her sensitive friend. While the tattooed woman leaned to witness her friends' lips kissing, making both of them flush at her not-so-subtle presence, Seungdae's tongue tickled her lover's puckered hole.
The now familiar sensation triggered in both a rush of lust, causing the man to devour Tzuyu's butt, while the maknae pulled Chaeyoung for a fervent kiss. With their previous makeout session, where IU ate the woman's pierced cunt, the two younger members had lost any restraint with each other, surprising Dahyun with their bites and giggles.
Swaying her ass, Tzuyu guided the kiss to the pale woman's lips, again, seeing a bit of doubt in her movements, but quickly adapting to Chaeyoung's plump lips, even pulling her to bite her properly. Satisfied with the up-close show, she moved to kiss Dahyun's neck, giggling at her gasps of surprise as her small hand grabbed the maknae's hair.
Seungdae moved down to those precious folds he had come to memorize. Even though he wanted to go further down to please Dahyun, he could not help but get lost in Tzuyu's nectar, gently kissing her outer lips before spreading her inner petals to take a deep lick of her walls. With his hands running down to the pale woman, slowly sliding down to her groin, he gave one last tour through the tall woman's pussy, planting a few kisses on her clit as a way to tell her he'll return to her.
He felt the incredible heat and delicious musk emanating from Dahyun. The puddle of squirt was still there. Eager, he sipped it, savoring the result of Jieun's fingers doing her magic on those beautiful pink folds. 'Time to drink from the fountain,' he thought, kissing her inner thighs, slowly getting closer and closer to her cunt until his tongue ran through her slit.
Her instant moan triggered flashbacks of the afternoon they shared. From the moment she stripped naked, revealing her tiny waist and child-bearing hips, to her belly bulging, and her screams asking him to cum inside her.
The more he ate her, the more he felt his energy coming back, and the more his tongue swirled through her creases and her clit. Just like that time, it seemed that a direct lick to her sensitive bean wiped away any self-restraint she had.
In a second, Dahyun's breathing could be heard. She had taken Chaeyoung by her cheeks, taking her meaty lips for a lustful kiss, leaving her hands free to roam on her friend's bodies, finally giving herself the chance to play with their pierced nipples, pinching and pulling them as hard as her delicate digits could.
"Can I— Can I taste your pussy?" Dahyun panted in the slim woman's lips, sliding a finger through the ring on her nipple to pull her closer to her.
"Only if I can taste yours," Chaeyoung grinned, biting her lips. Since Tzuyu heard them, she pulled Dahyun for another kiss before sitting on the couch to give them space. "My turn," the tattooed woman smirked to Seungdae while Dahyun wiggled her way to rest her head comfortably, staying close to Tzuyu's thighs.
With the maknae's gentle petting and the man's impressed but approving nod, she got ready to welcome Chaeyoung's pierced petals into her mouth. Dahyun's eyes widened, surprised by how much her tongue could pull the rings, but mostly because of the one piercing on the hood of her friend's clit.
"I still remember the first time I played with it," Tzuyu smirked flirtily at Seungdae, wiggling her ass.
"Truly an unforgettable experience," he replied, spanking those tanned buttcheeks and rubbing his shaft against her drenched slit. "You want to see them, don't you?"
"How did you know?" The maknae grunted, impaling herself on his length, and stretching her back to pull his head to her neck.
"I know what my angel likes," he whispered, kissing the spot behind her left ear while his right hand pressed on her lower abdomen, feeling his own cock move as she swayed her hips.
"I love it when you call me that," Tzuyu giggled, keeping her eyes on Chaeyoung's lower back as she leaned to lick Dahyun's folds.
"My angel?" He chuckled, holding her as close to his own body as he could. "That's what you are."
"Are you sure IU sunbaenim doesn't mind?" She moaned, letting him guide her hand to her womb.
"That I call you my angel or that I'm fucking you?" He grinned, thrusting harder into the tall woman.
"Both," she let out in a gasped moan, unable to hide her smile.
Seungdae held Tzuyu's jaw and turned her to behold Jeongyeon's multitasking skills, scissoring with Nayeon and making out with Jihyo, both busty women fiercely pulling each other's nipples while the older girl chuckled at them. Then, she looked down to find IU, lying flat on the floor, legs spread with Sana eating her cunt, Momo making her suck her nipple, and Mina sitting on her hand.
"This was all her idea. She wanted us all to go wild," he explained as he fucked her, slowly increasing his pace. "Trust me, she likes you. You've got nothing to fear."
His words soothed any worry in her system. Ogling at the way her sunbae was used by the three Japanese members, but also lusting over Dahyun and Chaeyoung, Tzuyu melted in his embrace. "Fuck me," she demanded, twisting her torso to bite his lip before getting on all fours.
Her pussy was already used to accommodating him from all angles, gripping onto his girth for almost as long as she wanted to. The immediate ramming was exactly what she wanted.
Dahyun saw that in Tzuyu's trembling eyes as her smile showed pleasure and satisfaction. Locking eyes with the maknae only drove the pale woman's lust even higher. While she tried to focus on playing with Chaeyoung's piercings and enjoy the way she was licking her folds, Dahyun could not help but remember the striking visuals of Seungdae's cock making her belly bulge when he fucked her.
The more vividly the memories hit her, the more she craved it. Still fixed on Tzuyu's eyes, her hand reached the tall woman's navel, pressing it to feel the man's tip hitting right below it with every hard thrust.
The lovers noticed her hunger. Seungdae went even harder, making their flesh clap as he shoved his full length into the maknae every time. Tzuyu arched her lower back to give him full access to her insides, biting her lower lip, making her whimpers sound as arousing as possible.
"Tzu…" Dahyun managed to whine, biting Chaeyoung's rings, pulling her inner lips.
"Yes?" Tzuyu replied teasingly, raising her eyebrows and leaning toward her face.
"Can I?" She asked, making the tattooed woman stop, turn back to see what was happening, and understand right away.
A deep moan came out from the maknae. "Can you what?" She insisted as Seungdae increased his speed and Dahyun's fingers hugged the outline of his girth.
"Can he fuck me?" She battled to request. Seungdae slammed his manhood into Tzuyu and stayed there, leaning toward both women.
"Don't stop until she cums," the tall woman told him, turning to kiss his lips, clenching her walls as he slid out of her pussy. "Enjoy it," she added as Chaeyoung moved from Dahyun, allowing them to kiss.
"Can I go next?" Chaeyoung asked him with a wide grin, quickly gasping at the sudden pull on her nipple rings.
"Just like last time?" He wondered, biting her plump lower lip. She nodded, feeling his fingers run through her folds to play with her adornments. "And how do you want it?" He turned to see an eager Dahyun, kneeling on the sofa.
"Hard." No doubt in Dahyun's words, just thirst and hunger.
The next thing she knew, her knees were pressing against her boobs, and Seungdae was already carrying her in the air as he sat on the couch, aligning his shaft, drenched in Tzuyu's nectar, right at her entrance.
They locked eyes. Despite the clear fear in her face, she nodded quickly, and he let her fall on his length. Both grunted, instantly hugging each other.
"Do it," Dahyun let out, trembling as her walls gripped onto his girth right before he fucked her as hard as he was fucking Tzuyu mere moments ago. There was no need to see her belly or touch it; she felt his cock rearrange her insides at every pounding, hitting her cervix at first, and then fucking its way to her fornix, scratching his back more and more every second.
Seungdae felt time dilate around him. Loving the way Dahyun's walls felt around his shaft at every strong movement, he spotted Jieun fully locked between the Japanese members, too lost in her pleasure to notice anything around her, too close to her climax to care. Then he noticed the two younger members leering at him and Dahyun, as if awaiting instructions. Hugging Dahyun with both arms and grabbing her meaty ass, he called them.
Chaeyoung went to his left, forcing Dahyun to look up. They smiled at each other, sharing the understanding that they needed to feel their insides stretched and reshaped. Both stared at each other's lips until they kissed.
Tzuyu, however, let herself admire Dahyun's butt rippling as her lover fucked her. She got closer to his right, sitting to kiss him while her right hand went between her friend's buttcheeks. First, she spread her digits around his girth, taking a bit of the pale woman's juices to cover her digits. Then, she let her fingers wander on that pink pucker hole, already slightly stretched by Seungdae's girth.
The first digit getting into her rectum made her hum in confusion, but the second one made her grunt and tremble. "That's another first for today," the maknae giggled, moving her fingers in and out of Dahyun's ass, leaning to kiss her lover.
The instant clench and added bounce from Dahyun pushed Seungdae closer to his climax, but the glance of Jieun, experiencing her own orgasm, trying her best not to explode in Sana's face, added the arousal that called for him to announce it.
"Where?" He grunted while Tzuyu bit his lip, keeping him close to her.
"Inside," Dahyun whimpered, feeling Chaeyoung pinching her nipple.
"For real?" Seungdae turned, going harder on the pale woman without noticing it.
"Fill me," she nodded, lusting in his eyes. "I want to feel it," she added with a smile, a moment before being pulled by Chaeyoung for another kiss, the same as Tzuyu did with him.
He could tell Dahyun was also close. Trusting in his own ability and the helping hands of the two women at his sides, he allowed himself to feel his orgasm approaching, hugging the pale woman as hard as her walls hugged his manhood, and getting drunk on Tzuyu's lips.
Dahyun knew what was coming, but the added twist on her nipple and fingers in her butthole intensified the warm explosion on her insides. The sensation of his semen spurting right against her cervix triggered her animalistic side, making her grind over his shaft until her own climax arrived, squeezing every remaining bit of sperm that was inside of him.
Without breaking her kiss with Chaeyoung, which served to calm her down from her orgasm, she felt Tzuyu's fingers slipping out of her ass. Even through her shivering, she purposefully clenched her cunt to feel his load spread inside of her.
Seungdae was surprised by the maknae's fingers joining their make-out session, bringing a slightly bitter taste coming from Dahyun's rectum. Once the flavor was gone, Tzuyu continued kissing him, giggling at his curious eyes.
He was scanning the panorama around him, primarily Jieun having her pussy eaten by Mina, keeping her on the edge of another climax. Then he noticed Momo looking for a good dildo to attach to the strap Sana and Nayeon were helping her adjust.
"No, use that one," he instructed, pointing to the toy shaped like two realistic cocks, one slightly larger than the other, merged by their undersides, clearly designed for one hole. His words left the members in disbelief. "She's taken Jongsuk and me at the same time; she can handle that," he stated, winking at IU. She shook her head, laughing with him from afar while the attentive members were awed by his comment.
While Sana pulled Nayeon for a kiss, and Momo made Mina stand up by shoving a few fingers up her ass before carrying a weakened Jieun to fuck her, Seungdae took Dahyun's face, staring at her eyes. A gentle nod, and he kissed her.
"You feel great," he chuckled, clenching his manhood inside of her.
"It feels even better without all the stress," she giggled, contracting her walls, embarrassed by her friend's laughs.
"My turn to eat her," Tzuyu grinned, locking eyes with Dahyun.
"His turn to use me," Chaeyoung smiled devilishly, pushing him to the corner of the couch while the maknae took the pale woman to make her lie on the other end of the sofa.
"Clench all you want, but I'm taking that load out of you," the tall woman warned Dahyun as she kissed her body, neck to pussy, ready to savor her friend.
"Mister?" The tattooed girl sat on her legs, obediently waiting for his instructions.
Scoffing at the marvelous sight that she was, but not wanting to miss a second of his girlfriend getting fucked by Momo and Mina while they had her eat Sana's cunt, he let his back rest on the couch. "Ass up here," he commanded.
Chaeyoung grinned and obeyed, placing her legs over her shoulders, facing down to his cock until she wiggled her way so her pussy brushed his mouth. He pushed her back, letting her torso rest on his, and her mouth get his semi-hard dick within reach. Happily, she took his shaft with both hands and began licking his glans, ensuring he would feel her plump lips with every frequent kiss.
Seungdae used the time to relax and eat Chaeyoung's pierced cunt, going over each ring, leaving the one on her hood at the end, all while he witnessed Momo stretching IU's walls and Mina's trickery hands play with the soloist's butthole.
He took a moment to admire Chaeyoung's pussy. Her inner lips, hanging wherever the weight of the rings dictated, and the piercing on the hood of her clit, revealing her small bean, stimulating it every time his tongue moved it to either side.
He breathed her musk. He didn't know what it was about her, but even if she wasn't so willing to be treated like a rag doll, her scent alone awakened the need to fuck her as wildly as possible. Inhaling her directly from her folds and her tight asshole, in addition to the show happening on the other couch, brought back his full erection, causing Chaeyoung to grip his girth tightly to maintain it on her mouth.
Taking advantage of her eagerness, Seungdae hugged her hips tightly and reached for her hair. He felt her giggle as her mouth opened wider, letting him force his shaft into her throat, even though the position and the curvature of his length made it way more difficult than the last time.
She battled, unconsciously making his dick thicker by gripping onto it tightly until her gagging and retching produced enough spit for one final push to allow her throat to engulf his whole manhood.
There, losing the fight with her reflexes, unable to move or breathe, and getting more blood to her head, Chaeyoung wondered how many times Seungdae had used her sunbae's throat just like he was using hers. Right there, while she watched IU's holes fucked by that double dildo and now an extra toy in her butthole, courtesy of Mina, who caught her lusting.
The loving eyes of her girlfriend and her beautiful gummy smile served as an extra drive to handle the cock in her throat. Motivated to make her beloved proud, Chaeyoung bobbed her head, triggering a series of hard thrusts from the man, bringing tears to her cheeks until he grabbed her hair and pulled her all the way to his face. The thick thread of drool hung all the way from her mouth, through her torso, down to his dick, now brushing her folds.
Between the gasps, an unintentional laugh, and her heart pounding through her chest, she could not cough. Still, her eyes remained on Mina, who, shocked by the abrupt maneuver, let go of the dildo she was using on IU and took the chance to quickly shove Seungdae's replica up the soloist's ass, smiling back at Chaeyoung.
"Do you know what I like so much about you?" Seungdae whispered, running his hand through her soft tummy all the way up to her firm, pierced tits, her slim neck, and her pretty face, spreading her thick spit all over her.
Chaeyoung smirked, gawking at Mina, knowing she loved to see her degraded. "My small size next to your big cock? My tight pussy dripping for you?" She asked him, grinding over his shaft, letting her back press against his warm skin as his hand covered her face in drool. "My dick-sucking lips all over you?" She added, turning to see his face, purposefully exhaling to his nose.
"All of the above," he replied, pulling her for a sloppy kiss. "But I was thinking of how incredibly obedient you are."
"Mhmm," she let out on his lips, taking his slippery meat against her adorned slit. "You can use me however you want," Chaeyoung grinned playfully.
"Then don't cum until I tell you," He ordered, pulling her whole frame over the tip of his manhood right as Jieun turned to see him. "No matter what."
Chaeyoung grunted as he slowly lowered her, forcing her to feel every part of her walls stretching to take his girth and his length, locking eyes in the process until another tear ran down her face, this time because of the pleasure she felt. When his glans hit her cervix, the pain started, but he pushed her down, bringing a wave of chills through her system as he made his way to her posterior fornix, allowing for the rest of his meat to enter her body.
"F-Fine," She chuckled after her folds touched his groin, feeling her cunt on fire due to the stretching and the pleasure she was subjected to. With troubled breathing, she let herself be played with, whimpering as quietly as she could so they could hear IU's self-produced grunts after the soloist forced her ass to take the girthy dildo attached to Momo's strap.
The added pinching on Chaeyoung's nipples made her aware of her own actions and her surroundings. She noticed her hips were rocking on their own, taking his length back inside her pussy as soon as he pulled out. Her nails dug into his thighs, but he had her firmly grabbed by her tits. One, massaging her left boob, the other, playing with her piercing, pulling the ring to pinch her nub from below the metal piece.
Around her, she found more depravity. At her left, the familiar picture of Tzuyu's thick thighs and tanned folds as she shared a deep kiss with Dahyun. This time, passing the load Seungdae had deposited on the pale woman's cunt some minutes ago from mouth to mouth.
In front of her, the older members were eating each other's pussies. Jihyo was lying on the couch's armrest with her legs fully spread to allow Nayeon to lick and finger her cunt. The oldest member was in a perfect doggy style position, offering her slit to Jeongyeon, who was grabbing her friend's meaty butt to devour that fat pussy.
The three of them had their eyes fixed on IU, now turned into a bitch in heat, moving her own hips against Momo's relentless thrusts and locking Sana into place to drown in her folds. Chaeyoung then saw Mina's thighs below their busty friend. She knew that face; her girlfriend was already in a trance to explore more of their sunbae's limits, and nothing external would get her out of that state.
Chuckling, she let her focus return to the manhood using her pussy. Chaeyoung rested her back on his warm chest and turned to see his face, forcing him to look at her. "M-more," she begged, whimpering with a weak smile.
"You really love being in here, don't you?" He growled; she nodded. "No cumming until I say so, remember?" She cried at his words, nodding quickly. "Such an adorable fuck doll you are," he grinned, choking her tightly with his left hand, actually blocking her pipe as he rammed her cunt.
Both got carried away by their own sensations as they enjoyed the show the Japanese members were giving everyone, using IU to a level not even Seungdae had witnessed in person. His free hand ran through her slim frame, going through her tits, to her adorned nipples, to her cute stomach, until his fingers slid down to her trimmed bush to find her most useful enhancement.
"Mhmmm!" Chaeyoung cried, feeling him pull the ring on her hooded clit to reveal her sensitive bean, using the tip of his finger to rub it directly. She gasped right away, feeling her whole existence thrown towards the doors of her climax. "M-more," she moaned, barely audible as the grip on her neck tightened and his thrusts intensified.
As much as she wanted to focus on her sunbae, trying to imagine how insanely good she must feel, Chaeyoung felt her own body crossing the line to her orgasm. Obediently, she put all of her energy into stopping it, clenching her whole core as if that would make it easier.
Seungdae, however, was a lost cause. Not only was he physically absorbed by the tattooed woman's tight grip on his length, but he was also enchanted by Jieun's animalistic moans. The harder they fucked his girlfriend, the harder he fucked Chaeyoung without even realizing it, at least until the short woman suddenly began trembling with her whole body.
Her climax was already there, present, flooding her body, but still, she held it back. She could feel it growing inside every pore and every nerve. The lack of air did not help. Her eyes could barely focus on IU drowning in Sana's squirt, just like she was getting drowned in the immense pleasure that was building inside of her.
She saw her sunbae's lower half tweak so hard that Momo had trouble keeping the huge dildo buried in IU's asshole.
Things got blurry. One moment, the actress was on her knees, the next one, she was on the floor, convulsing and squirting with the round head of a magic wand fully shoved in her pink cunt.
Seungdae was almost in a similar state to his girlfriend, going crazy on her, ravaging her pussy, inside and out, adding more and more to hold in her small frame.
Then, IU stood up. Chaeyoung battled to continue admiring her sunbae, almost stumbling with every step of her shaky legs. She grinned, watching her walk towards them, with her cunt firmly gripping a magic wand buzzing from within. IU was soaking in Sana's squirt, and a mixture of fluids dripped through her inner thighs. Her firm tits bounced at every wobbly step. She was broken, used, drunk in her own lust. To Chaeyoung's eyes, the idol had never looked more beautiful, never more perfect.
"Fuck it!" She heard Seungdae growl as his thrusts became shorter with the same amount of force inside her pussy. "Cum now!" He commanded her, flooding her walls with the heat of his seed.
Chaeyoung, however, was too focused on IU to process his order and the fact that Tzuyu and Momo had helped the actress get close to them. The short woman weakly linked eyes with her sunbae, raising her arms for her, yearning for more of her attention.
At the touch of IU's hand, Chaeyoung let go of her own climax, the one she had obediently contained for Seungdae.
No longer in control of herself, she shuddered in place, squirting her juices at every twitch of his manhood inside her cunt. Even with that, Chaeyoung still tried to erase the space between her and IU, unaware that her slender hands pressed the soloist's hypersensitive flesh, catching her tits and instinctively twisting her nipples as she pulled her towards them.
She felt IU's delicate lips brush her own, sending more and more waves of electricity through her frame, adding a more intense twirl on her hands, keeping her sunbae as close to her as possible with her stiff wrists as she felt her walls overflowing with his load, covering every part of her womb with his sperm.
"God…" Seungdae panted, holding both women in his arms, already lying on the couch after his girlfriend fell on them thanks to Chaeyoung. Jieun let go of the tattooed girl's lips to meet her boyfriend's eyes.
Squirming, Chaeyoung witnessed IU's warm smile towards him. She recognized herself in the actress, seeking reassurance from her partner after an intense session.
"I love you so fucking much," he chuckled, kissing IU gently.
"Slutty s-side and all?" Jieun asked him, still trembling and releasing a whimper as Chaeyoung, still high on the aftermath of her climax, captured her nipple in her mouth.
"Every side of you, including the slutty one," he scoffed, kissing her again, twitching his cock inside the short woman.
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Author's note: Of course, if you want more of this, you can read the whole orgy here.
But yeah, this is the last bit of smut I needed to get out of my system to jump into the next thing. I really hope you enjoyed it, but all I got to say is, man, I love writing Chaeyoung... After writing TPT (and all the Chae content I've consumed), she's jumped into my top three along with Tzuyu and Mina.
This means, of course, there will be more of her. If you've followed the timeline with their releases, you can imagine what will be her next big fic of mine.
Kim Dahyun stepped through the front door of her family home, the exhaustion from the world tour melting away as the familiar scent of her childhood wrapped around her. At 24, she was the radiant center of Twice, but here, she was just Dahyun—eager for a quiet night in her own space. Her birthday loomed in a few days, but she had no idea about the surprise her father had meticulously prepared in her room upstairs. Balloons floated silently against the ceiling, a cake sat hidden in the mini-fridge he'd installed just for this, and soft lights twinkled from strings he'd draped across the walls. He wanted it perfect for his little girl, a celebration of her return and her special day.
Dahyun kicked off her shoes in the hallway, her tight black dress clinging to her slender frame like a second skin. The fabric hugged her small breasts, accentuating the gentle curve of her hips, and rode up just enough to tease the smooth skin of her thighs. Tour life had been non-stop—performances, interviews, the constant eyes on her—but now, alone at last, a familiar heat stirred low in her belly. She padded up the stairs, her bare feet silent on the carpet, humming a melody from their latest setlist.
Her father, Mr. Kim, had heard the door click open from his spot in the adjacent study. He'd finished the setup earlier that afternoon, heart swelling with pride for his daughter. Slipping into the shadows of her walk-in closet, door cracked just enough, he waited to spring the surprise when she entered. But as Dahyun pushed open her bedroom door, the room's festive glow caught her eye. She paused, a smile tugging at her lips, but the weight of the tour's pent-up desires hit her harder than expected. The bed looked so inviting, sheets fresh and crisp, and without a second thought, she crossed to it, letting the door swing mostly shut behind her.
Dahyun sank onto the edge of the mattress, her tight dress bunching up around her waist as she leaned back on her elbows. The surprise decorations flickered softly, but her mind wandered elsewhere—to the thrill of the stage, the anonymous fantasies that had kept her up on those long bus rides. Her hand trailed down her neck, fingers brushing over the thin strap of her dress before dipping lower. She tugged the neckline down, exposing one pert breast, her nipple hardening instantly in the cool air. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she pinched it between thumb and forefinger, rolling it firmly.
From his hiding spot, her father froze, breath catching in his throat. He hadn't expected this—not his sweet Dahyun, so bold and unfiltered in her own sanctuary. The closet door offered a perfect, unobstructed view through the slight gap, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. She was beautiful, his daughter, her pale skin glowing under the string lights, the tight dress now a rumpled invitation around her hips.
Emboldened by solitude, Dahyun spread her legs wider, the dress hiking up to reveal her black lace panties. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and slid them down her thighs, kicking them aside with a flick of her foot. Her pussy was already slick, lips puffy and pink from the building ache. She traced a finger along her slit, gathering the wetness there, then brought it to her mouth, sucking it clean with a quiet moan. The taste of herself fueled the fire, and she delved back in, circling her clit with deliberate strokes.
Her father's cock twitched in his pants, straining against the fabric as he watched her hips buck slightly off the bed. He knew he should reveal himself, shout surprise and shatter the moment, but the sight held him captive. Dahyun's free hand kneaded her exposed breast, twisting the nipple harder now, while her other hand plunged two fingers inside her tight pussy, pumping them in and out with wet, rhythmic sounds that filled the room.
Dahyun's breaths came faster, her head falling back against the pillows, blonde hair splaying out like a halo. 'Fuck,' she whispered to the empty room, her voice husky from disuse. She added a third finger, stretching herself, imagining it was something thicker, someone filling her completely. Her thumb pressed down on her clit, rubbing in tight circles as her walls clenched around her fingers. Juices coated her hand, dripping onto the sheets below.
Hidden, her father palmed his erection through his jeans, guilt warring with the raw lust surging through him. She'd grown into such a woman—confident, sensual, her body arching in pleasure he never dreamed he'd witness. He bit his lip to stay silent, eyes locked on the way her pussy lips parted around her thrusting fingers, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
Dahyun's pace quickened, her thighs trembling as she chased release. She pinched her nipple sharply, the sting sending sparks straight to her core. 'Yes... oh god, yes,' she gasped, fingers curling inside to hit that sensitive spot. Her orgasm built like a wave, crashing over her suddenly—her pussy spasming, gushing a little as she cried out, body shuddering on the bed. She rode it out, fingers slowing but not stopping, drawing out every aftershock until she slumped, spent and glowing.
In the closet, her father stifled a groan, his own release soaking his underwear as he came untouched, the taboo thrill overwhelming him. Dahyun lay there catching her breath, oblivious, a satisfied smile on her face amid the birthday surprises waiting to be unveiled. The night was young, and secrets lingered in the air.
playgirl tzuyu x unpopular f!reader // fluff & angst
synopsis: playgirl tzuyu wants reader as her next fling but realizes that she’s not as easy as everyone else. somewhere along trying to get reader in bed, tzuyu falls hard for reader but messes it up.
author’s note: this was so fun to writeeee — i wrote it in one go haha :P thanks for the req!
playgirl tzuyu, pretty angsty, happy ending tho, tzuyu initially wants to get reader in bed, eventually falls in love, fluff fluff
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the first time tzuyu notices you, it’s not because you’re trying.
everyone else around her always does — they laugh a little louder when she walks by, fix their hair, whisper to their friends. some are bold enough to flirt with her outright, while others just hope that she looks their way.
she usually does, and she gets bored just as fast. but you, you don’t even look up when she passes by, your head stuck in a book as you walk.
tzuyu glances back at you again, tilting her head in slight confusion and annoyance.
—
late afternoon sunlight spills across the tables. the library is filled with the quiet sound of pages turning and keyboards clicking. tzuyu isn’t there to study — not really. she’s only here because her friends dragged her along, saying something about how she should try to be productive for once.
tzuyu’s ignoring their conversation — something about thermodynamics — and scans the library, looking for something more interesting to invest her time in. her eyes eventually land on you.
you’re tucked in the corner, wired headphones on, completely focused. there’s a notebook in front of you filled with your neat handwriting. your pen moves quickly like you’re trying to catch up with your own thoughts, filling each line quickly.
you don’t notice her or how she’s looking at you, even when she continues to stare. you don’t budge, not even when one of her friends follows her gaze and nudges her.
“tzu,” nayeon whispers, leaning a little closer to the taiwanese. “who are you staring at?”
tzuyu doesn’t answer right away. she watches you flip a page, frown a little, and then tap your pen against your lips in thought.
“...no one,” tzuyu says finally, her tone a little too casual for someone who's been caught blatantly staring.
nayeon hums, unconvinced. she glances back and forth between you and tzuyu. “right.”
it’s not unusual for her to stare at people. she does it all the time — quick assessments of who’s watching her, who wants her attention, who might be interesting for a while. it’s easy and always predictable, but you’re not. you don’t even look back at her.
“didn’t expect her to be your type,” nayeon quips, not looking up from her textbook. tzuyu finally looks away.
“she’s not my type,” she says, but the words sound weak even to her. tzuyu’s eyes drift back immediately, like a magnet to your frame. you’ve switched tasks now, pulling out a computer from your backpack. you position the device on your thighs, typing away at something on your screen.
tzuyu exhales slowly, resting her chin lightly on her hand. “who is she?” she asks before she can stop herself. nayeon smiles immediately, putting down her textbook to look at the younger girl.
“thought you weren’t interested.”
“im not,” tzuyu replies, albeit a bit too quickly. “i’ve just never seen her before,” she says quietly. nayeon hums.
“different crowd.”
“yeah,” tzuyu murmurs. she looks back at you one last time before facing the other way.
—
she sees you again the next day. and the day after that.
it’s nowhere dramatic — in hallways, classes, or the courtyard. it’s always the same thing. you’re in your own world, talking to a small group of friends of sitting alone, completely unaffected by everything happening around you.
completely unaffected by her. it’s new, and even a little annoying.
—
by the end of the week, tzuyu’s already decided.
“im going to talk to her.”
“finally,” jeongyeon mutters. “you’ve been following her around all week, tzu.”
“i say it’ll last a week,” nayeon adds. “maybe two, if she’s feeling generous.”
tzuyu rolls her eyes. “you’re both annoying.”
but she’s smiling, because in her mind, this is simple — it always is.
—
the first time tzuyu approaches you, it’s deliberate. you’re by your locker, halfway through grabbing your books when someone leans against the one next to yours — almost too close.
“you always look this focused,” tzuyu says with an easy grin, like she’s continuing a conversation you never started. you pause. you slowly look up, and for the first time, you actually see her. there’s a flicker of recognition, sure. everyone on campus knows who she is. but that’s it — there’s not even a hint of fluster, excitement, or immediate interest.
just a small polite “...hi?”
tzuyu blinks once, then twice. your reaction is subtle, but it throws her off more than she expects. most people react, but you don’t. that’s fine, she’ll just have to adjust her strategy a bit. she leans in just a little more, her smile sharpening just slightly.
“hi,” she echoes. “are you going to tell me your name, or do i have to guess?”
you hesitate a little before answering. when you do, it’s simple and straightforward. there’s no attempt to impress her in even the slightest amount or any nerves in your voice. it’s almost as if you don’t really care who she is.
—
from that moment on, it becomes a game for tzuyu. at least, that’s what she tells herself. she’s going to get you to fall for her no matter what, no matter how long it takes. she starts showing up in your line of view more often. she sits right next to you in class even when there are plenty of seats, steals your pen just to see your reaction, and leans over your shoulder to ‘read’ your notes.
“you write a lot,” she comments one day after looking over your shoulder. you don’t react in the way she wants you to.
“i like to”
“why?”
you shrug. “why not.”
that’s all you say — there’s no elaboration or any attempt on your side to continue the conversation.
“are you not curious?” she questions suddenly.
“about what?” you ask, scribbling something in your notebook.
“about me.”
that finally gets your attention. you glance at her, studying her face for a bit before answering. “i already know who you are.” you say it like a fact, as if there’s nothing interesting about her.
—
“she’s interesting,” tzuyu says to her friends as she scrolls through her phone. nayeon snorts at that.
“that’s new. you usually go for the easy ones.”
“well i can go for easy if i want to,” tzuyu replies, defensive for a reason she doesn’t know.
“so then what’s your plan?” jihyo asks. tzuyu smirks, her confidence back in place.
“the usual.”
she’ll flirt and charm you, making you laugh at all her jokes. she’ll get close, get what she wants, then leave, right before it gets complicated.
—
you don’t let her in easily. all your answers to her questions are blunt, simple, almost always answered in a few words. they’re vague and frustrating, making it impossible for her to keep her movie-star smile.
“do you like ice cream?” tzuyu asks spontaneously as soon as class ends. she looking at you with her dimple showing.
“who doesn’t,” you say as you pack your belongings, double-checking to make sure you haven’t forgot anything.
“let’s go get some, then. my treat,” tzuyu loops her arms around yours and drags you across campus.
you don’t say anything, but you let yourself be dragged by her. a small smile forms on your lips when she starts rambling about what flavor to get.
“what about you?” she asks, waiting for your answer.
“you’ll see.”
—
“you always get chocolate,” tzuyu observes after your fifth outing for ice cream after class. “do you never get adventurous? i always pick different flavors.”
“i know. but chocolate’s so perfect,” you say. your answers have gotten somewhat longer. tzuyu grins pleasantly, taking another lick of her cone. at least it isn’t like she’s talking to herself anymore.
—
tzuyu starts asking you more questions, taking you out to lunches and even dinners. she asks you everything and nothing, just to hear your thoughts.
you answer honestly and straight to the point, until you don’t — your answers get longer. you get excited about certain questions, sometimes rambling on for a full minute before you get quiet again. you even find yourself rolling your eyes at some of her questions, a soft laugh slipping from your lips.
tzuyu finds herself actually listening. she waits patiently for your answers, laughing at your jokes as you make conversation. talking to you isn’t just a tactic anymore — it’s fun.
her friends begin to notice, how a smile stays on her lips long after the two of you hang out.
“uh oh, our tzuyu’s smitten,” nayeon teases.
“im not!” tzuyu snaps, but even as she says it, her mind wanders to the way you laughed at lunch earlier.
it’s supposed to be a game — just for fun. she’s supposed to get you in bed, then leave. but now that she’s learning more about you… the less she wants to leave. every laugh, every glance, every honest thing you share about yourself chips at her plan. she doesn’t even realize it, but tzuyu feels herself falling for you, falling into the mess she’s made for herself.
–
the music is too loud. it pounds against the walls of the house, the bass vibrating through the floor. voices blend into something messy and indistinct. you shouldn’t be here — you knew that the second you walked in through the door — but your friend dragged you along, saying how much fun it would be. you’re stuck standing in a corner by yourself, nursing a drink that resembles cough syrup.
you’re halfway through deciding whether or not you should leave when you hear your name.
“...seriously? her?”
there’s a laugh, a familiar one. you don’t mean to listen, but your name cuts through everything else.
“i mean i get it,” one of the other girls say. “she’s… different. but you? that’s a new low, tzuyu. i doubt she’s even good in bed.”
your chest tightens. you don’t think you should be hearing this.
“oh please,” tzuyu laughs. “it’s not that deep. i was just bored,” she adds. “thought i’d try something new.”
you freeze, your brain struggling to process the newfound information. the words hit all at once and sink in slowly, like ice spreading through your chest.
she was bored. you were just something new.
you don’t wait to hear more.
—
the next few days are quiet, but not the peaceful kind. it’s empty and cold, in a numb way. you avoid her at all costs. you take different hallways, attend different lectures, and stare solely at the floor when you eventually cross paths with her.
one day, she seeks you out in a different class. she sits next to you and listens to the lecture for a class she’s not even in, her hands trying to find yours. she speaks softer than usual to you, trying to get you to say anything. when that doesn’t work, she resorts to leaving you frequent texts, none of which you answer.
but eventually, she stops trying. and it hurts more than you want to admit.
—
you don’t know why you went to the bar. hell, you can barely even handle alcohol. maybe it was to prove that you don’t care or maybe because staying alone in your dorm felt worse. either way, it was a mistake.
“you again?”
you look up to see them — the same girls that tzuyu was talking to at the party that night — the ones with smiles that never quite reach their eyes.
one of them takes a swig of her drink. “didn’t think you’d show your face after that.” a few of them laugh at that.
your grip tightens around your cup. “im just here to hang out.”
“yeah?” another girl steps closer to you. “with who?”
you don’t answer, and they laugh even harder.
“back off.” the voice cuts clean through the soft murmurs of the bar. you turn, and there she is. her hair’s slightly messy, but her eyes are sharper than you’ve ever seen them. there’s a glass in her hand, half-empty, but her focus is locked entirely on the group of girls.
“seriously?” one of them scoffs. “you’re still doing this?”
tzuyu steps forward.
“fuck off,” she says firmly despite the slight slur at the edges. one of the girls rolls her eyes but they all exchange looks before backing off. they leave the bar, muttering something under their breaths.
—
for a moment, it’s just the two of you. you don’t know what to say, and it seems like neither does she.
up close, you can see it — the flush of her cheeks and the way her body sways just slightly.
“she shouldn’t have said that,” tzuyu mumbles, not quite meeting your eyes.
you let out a slow breath. “you said it first.”
she flinches — just barely — but you catch it. “...yeah i did.”
the silence stretches for a while.
you sigh. “you should go home, tzuyu. you’re drunk.”
“no im not.”
“yes, you are,” you say. there’s another pause before she speaks again.
“can you… can you walk me home?” her voice is smaller than before.
—
the night air is cooler and quieter. you walk besides her, close enough to catch her when she stumbles — which is more often than you’d expected. neither of you talk much, but the silence feels different this time.
it feels heavier.
—
her dorm is dark when you enter. her roommate — dahyun — must still be out somewhere.
you help her inside, guiding her to sit on the edge of her bed. she exhales and runs a hand through her hair before focusing her gaze on you.
“you didn’t have to do that,” she says.
“i know.”
there’s another quiet beat.
“y/n, i messed up.” it’s so blunt, so unlike her, that it makes your chest ache. you stare at her, unsure of how to respond.
she swallows audibly, her fingers toying with the hem of her shirt.
“at first… yeah. i just—” she lets out a weak laugh. “i thought you’d be like everyone else. easy. fun. no strings.”
your jaw tightens.
“but then you—” she shakes her head. “you weren’t like anyone else. you didn’t care who i was. you— you just talked to me.”
her voice softens. “and i liked it. i liked you.”
her confession hurts, a little worse than before.
“then why would you say that?” you ask quietly, afraid to look at her.
her eyes flicker with something raw. “because i was scared. i don’t do this,” she admits, as if it’s something shameful. “i don’t catch feelings. i don’t — fall for people. everyone kept point it out, and i don’t know, i just panicked.”
she continues with a shaky breath. “so i just said the easiest thing to get out. the stupidest thing.” she looks at you fully. “i didn’t mean it, y/n. i mean, i did at first. but not after. not after i started really liking you.”
“i don’t know how to fix it,” she continues. “and then when you stopped talking to me, i realized i didn’t just ruin a fling— i ruined…” she trails off. “something real.”
the room feels too small, like you’re being choked with unsaid words.
“why are you telling me this now?” you ask. she lets out a breath that almost sounds like a laugh.
“because, y/n, i think about you all the time,” she admits. “i hate it and i love it. i don’t know what to do with it.” tzuyu bites her lower lip. “i love you.”
the words hang in the air. you step close before you can overthink it. you connect your lips to hers, and her breath catches. you hold onto her, and she presses her mouth against yours softly. the kiss is slow and desperate before you eventually break it off for air.
“im still mad at you,” you say quietly.
“i know,” tzuyu pouts a little.
“but i don’t want to ignore you anymore.”
something in her expression softens entirely. she kisses you again, pressing her lips firmer. she holds onto your face, holding you as if you’re the most fragile thing on the planet.
—
a few days later, you’re sitting with tzuyu’s friends. you can feel their gazes on you, how their curiosity is barely contained. tzuyu sits right next to you, unusually quiet. under the table, her hand finds yours.
she shyly introduces you to her friends, saying each other their names. when she glances at you, it’s soft and filled with love.
across the table, someone snorts. “took you long enough, tzu.”
➤Description: You have been a valuable asset of JYPE due to your contributions to their big artists like Stray Kids, ITZY. But you primarily were TWICE's main producer. And now, Tzuyu was having her solo debut "abouTZU" which is being lead produced by you. And during the recording time and production of her title track, You and her surely didn't only produce a song for her but something else in your heart as well
The hum of the fluorescent lights in the JYPE office building echoed faintly in the otherwise still night. You were seated at your desk in the producer's lounge, surrounded by an organized chaos of sheet music, sound mixers, and a half-empty coffee mug. The clock read 11:47 PM, but time felt irrelevant in the world of music production, where creativity often struck when the rest of the world was asleep.
You leaned back in your chair, stretching your arms above your head, a soft groan escaping your lips. Another long day, but you didn't mind. Producing music for TWICE was both a privilege and a challenge, and you relished every moment of it. The group's diverse talents kept you on your toes, and their latest project-a solo album for a special someone-was no exception.
Tzuyu.
You'd worked with her countless times before, but there was something different about this project. It wasn't just that it was her first solo venture; it was her attitude. Despite being the youngest member of TWICE, she carried herself with a quiet confidence that often left people in awe. And yet, there was a vulnerability about her-something she rarely let slip but couldn't entirely hide. A soft knock on the door pulled you from your thoughts.
Y/N: "Come in."
The door creaked open, and Tzuyu stepped in, her figure framed by the warm glow of the hallway lights. She was dressed casually in an oversized hoodie and jeans, her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Despite her simple attire, she radiated an effortless elegance that made you pause for a moment.
Tzuyu: "I hope I'm not interrupting."
You shook your head, gesturing for her to come in.
Y/N: "Not at all. I was just going over some tracks for tomorrow's session."
She stepped inside, closing the door softly behind her. Her gaze flickered to the cluttered desk, a small smile tugging at her lips.
Tzuyu: "You work too much."
Y/N: "Says the idol who spends half her life in dance practice and the other half recording."
She chuckled, the sound light and melodic, as she took a seat on the couch across from you.
Tzuyu: "Touché. But at least I get breaks. When was the last time you took one?"
You leaned forward, resting your elbows on your knees.
Y/N: "Breaks are overrated. Besides, someone has to make sure your album sounds perfect."
Her cheeks tinted a faint pink at your words, and she quickly looked away, pretending to study the guitar leaning against the wall.
Tzuyu: "No pressure, right?"
Y/N: "Pressure? Nah. If anything, it's exciting. You're ridiculously talented, Tzuyu. It's just about bringing that out in the music."
She glanced back at you, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to say something but decided against it. Instead, she settled for a quiet "thank you," her voice almost too soft to hear. The room fell into a comfortable silence, the kind that only came with familiarity. You'd known Tzuyu for years, ever since you joined JYPE as a producer. Back then, you were just a fresh face trying to prove yourself, and TWICE was already a global phenomenon. Despite the overwhelming star power, Tzuyu had always been approachable, though reserved. Over time, you'd built a rapport-a professional camaraderie that occasionally dipped into moments of genuine friendship. You admired her work ethic and her ability to stay grounded despite the chaos of fame.
Y/N: "So, what brings you here this late?"
She hesitated, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her hoodie.
Tzuyu: "I couldn't sleep. And I figured you'd be here."
You raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at the corner of your mouth.
Y/N: "What gave it away? The never-ending coffee supply?"
Her words caught you off guard, but you quickly recovered, offering a lighthearted grin.
Y/N: "Well, someone has to keep you idols in check."
She rolled her eyes but didn't respond, her gaze drifting to the window. The city lights shimmered in the distance, casting a soft glow that reflected in her eyes. After a moment, she spoke again, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
Tzuyu: "Do you ever feel like... you're not enough?"
The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken emotions. You straightened in your seat, studying her expression.
Y/N: "Is this about the album?"
She shook her head, her hands clasping tightly in her lap.
Tzuyu: "It's everything. Being in TWICE, living up to expectations, trying to prove that I'm more than just the youngest member or 'the visual.' Sometimes it feels like no matter what I do, it's not enough."
Her vulnerability took you by surprise. Tzuyu was always so composed, so poised. Seeing her like this-raw and uncertain-made your chest tighten. You leaned forward, resting your arms on your knees as you spoke.
Y/N: "Tzuyu, listen to me. You're more than enough. You're talented, hardworking, and you care about what you do. That's all that matters. And anyone who doesn't see that? They're not worth your time."
Her eyes met yours, and for a moment, you thought you saw them glisten with unshed tears.
Tzuyu: "Do you really think so?"
Y/N: "I know so. And if you ever need a reminder, just come find me. I'll set you straight."
A small smile broke through her solemn expression, and she nodded.
Tzuyu: "Thank you, Y/N."
Y/N: "Anytime."
The tension in the room eased, replaced by a newfound sense of connection. You weren't sure what had prompted her to open up, but you were glad she had. Tzuyu was strong, but even the strongest people needed someone to lean on sometimes.
She stood up, brushing imaginary dust off her hoodie.
Tzuyu: "I should probably let you get back to work."
You shook your head, gesturing to the empty chair across from you.
Y/N: "Stay. It's not like I'm going anywhere."
She hesitated for a moment before sitting back down, her posture more relaxed this time.
Tzuyu: "Alright. But only if you promise to take a break soon."
Y/N: "Deal."
The two of you exchanged smiles, the air between you lighter now. As the rain began to patter softly against the window, you couldn't help but feel like this was the start of something different-something more.
The clock on the studio wall ticked past midnight, its hands moving steadily into the early hours of the morning. The dimly lit room was filled with the soft hum of equipment and the faint scent of coffee lingering in the air. You sat behind the mixing console, adjusting levels and fine-tuning the track for Tzuyu's solo song, "Run Away." The lead single from her debut mini-album, abouTZU, it was a synth-pop track with nostalgic piano melodies and a bold synth bass that evoked a sound reminiscent of the late 2000s to mid-2010s. Tzuyu stood in the recording booth, her headphones snug over her ears, and a focused expression on her face. She had been practicing the song tirelessly, determined to deliver a performance that would captivate her audience and showcase her growth as an artist.
Y/N: "Alright, Tzuyu, let's take it from the top. Remember to channel the emotion we discussed earlier. Feel the lyrics and let them guide your voice."
She nodded, her eyes meeting yours through the glass window separating the booth from the control room. The instrumental intro began to play, the nostalgic piano melodies setting the tone. As the verse approached, Tzuyu took a deep breath and began to sing.
Tzuyu: "이건 내 warning 날 향한 네 yearning. 정말 확실한 건지 널 내게 turn in, 한 후엔 no turning back..."
Her voice was clear and melodic, but there was a hint of hesitation, a barrier preventing her from fully immersing herself in the song's emotion. You stopped the track and pressed the talkback button.
Y/N: "That was good, but I think you can dig deeper. This song is about yearning and the desire to escape. Try to connect with those feelings and let them come through in your performance."
Tzuyu bit her lip, nodding slowly. She closed her eyes for a moment, as if searching within herself for the emotions needed to convey the song's message.
Tzuyu: "Okay, I'll try again."
The track restarted, and this time, as she sang, there was a noticeable difference. Her voice carried a depth of emotion that resonated with the song's themes. You could feel the yearning in her tone, the desire to break free and run away from the constraints holding her back.
Tzuyu: "Run, run away. I'll give you a chance before it's too late. Once you're in my arms, You will beg, beg to stay..."
As the chorus approached, she poured her heart into the performance, her voice soaring with passion. You watched, captivated by the transformation. This was the Tzuyu you knew she could be-vulnerable, expressive, and utterly compelling. When the song ended, there was a moment of silence. Tzuyu looked up, her eyes searching for your reaction.
Y/N: "That was incredible, Tzuyu. You really brought the song to life."
A shy smile spread across her face, and she let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding.
Tzuyu: "Thank you. I felt more connected that time."
Y/N: "It definitely showed. Let's do a few more takes to capture that same energy, and I think we'll have it."
Over the next hour, Tzuyu delivered several more stellar performances, each one imbued with the same emotional depth. As the final notes of the last take faded, you leaned back in your chair, a sense of satisfaction washing over you.
Y/N: "I think we've got everything we need. Great job tonight."
Tzuyu stepped out of the booth, her face flushed with exertion but glowing with pride.
Tzuyu: smiles at you "I couldn't have done it without your guidance. Thank you for pushing me to dig deeper."
Y/N: "It's all you, Tzuyu. I just helped you find what was already there."
She looked down, a hint of bashfulness in her expression.
Tzuyu: "Still, I appreciate it."
You smiled, feeling a warmth in your chest at her gratitude.
Y/N: "Anytime. Now, how about we take a break? I think we've earned it."
She nodded, and the two of you settled into the studio's lounge area, the atmosphere relaxed and comfortable.
Tzuyu: "You know, this song means a lot to me. It's about wanting to escape, to find freedom. Sometimes, with all the pressures of being an idol, I feel that way."
Her admission was candid, and you felt honored that she trusted you enough to share her feelings.
Y/N: "I can understand that. It's important to have an outlet, a way to express those feelings. Music can be that escape."
She looked at you, her eyes reflecting a mixture of vulnerability and gratitude.
Tzuyu: "I'm glad I have someone like you to help me through it."
The connection between you deepened in that moment, a shared understanding passing silently between you.
Y/N: "And I'm glad to be here for you."
As the night wore on, the conversation flowed effortlessly, the bond between you growing stronger with each passing moment. In the quiet intimacy of the studio, amidst the shared passion for music, something new and beautiful began to blossom. The low hum of the studio was replaced with an eerie silence after Tzuyu finished the last take for her solo track. You turned away from the mixing desk, stretching your back as the weight of the late hour finally caught up to you. Your fingers ached from adjusting levels all night, but there was a sense of accomplishment, of creative fulfillment that came with a job well done. You glanced at the clock on the wall: 2:45 AM. Tzuyu stepped out of the recording booth, her light footsteps padding softly on the polished floor. She let out a yawn, her long hair slightly messy, her face flushed with a mixture of fatigue and satisfaction.
Tzuyu: "That was intense..."
She smiled, her eyes still soft with the lingering emotion of the song. You couldn't help but admire her, the way she could pour herself into her work, the quiet intensity in everything she did. She looked a little more vulnerable tonight-tired, but still glowing.
Y/N: "You did great, Tzuyu. I think we've got a perfect take. You really nailed the emotion in that last one."
Tzuyu tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her shoulders dropping in relief. She looked like she had been carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders during the recording, but now, there was a sense of ease in her expression.
Tzuyu: "Thank you... I was nervous at first, but... after you gave me that feedback, I felt like I could really let go."
She walked over to the lounge area, a small corner of the studio with a couple of couches and a table covered in snack wrappers and empty cups of coffee. You followed her, taking a seat across from her.
Y/N: "I'm glad. Sometimes, it's just about finding that moment where you can really connect with the music. You were amazing tonight."
Tzuyu smiled, and for a moment, the tiredness in her eyes was replaced by something else-gratitude, maybe even a little bashfulness. She picked up a half-empty bottle of water, twisted the cap off, and took a sip. The sound of the water pouring into the bottle felt almost therapeutic.
Tzuyu: "You know, I was kind of nervous about doing this solo album. Being a part of TWICE is one thing, but this... it feels more personal, you know?"
Y/N: "I get that. Being solo means you're fully in control of your sound, your image. It's a lot more vulnerable, but I think it's also a chance for people to see a different side of you. You've got this, Tzuyu."
She nodded thoughtfully, looking down at her water bottle. There was a pause, a quiet moment between the two of you where neither of you spoke. It felt peaceful, like a mutual understanding had passed between you. Tzuyu wasn't just the idol you worked with; she was someone who had her own fears and dreams, someone who trusted you to guide her through this new step in her career.
She leaned back on the couch, her arms resting on the back as she looked up at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought.
Tzuyu: "I guess... I never really talked about how overwhelming all of this can be. The expectations, the pressure... sometimes it feels like I'm just supposed to be this perfect image."
Y/N: "But you're not just an image, Tzuyu. You're human. And that's what makes your music so special. It's your voice, your heart that comes through in everything you do."
She turned her gaze back to you, her eyes soft and appreciative. There was something about the way she looked at you, a quiet vulnerability that made your chest tighten.
Tzuyu: "Thanks, Y/N. You always know just what to say."
You could feel the weight of the moment, the quiet understanding that hung in the air between you two. It wasn't the kind of bond you usually shared with colleagues. It was different. Tzuyu was always kind, but tonight there was something more-something more open. It made you wonder how long this had been growing, this unspoken connection between the two of you.
Y/N: "Well, someone's got to keep you grounded."
You chuckled lightly, trying to ease the growing tension. Tzuyu laughed softly, the sound light and melodic, and for a second, everything felt lighter. She reached over and grabbed a packet of chips from the table, her fingers brushing against the edge of your hand as she did. It was subtle, but it didn't go unnoticed. You both pulled your hands away quickly, but the air seemed charged for a split second.
Tzuyu: "You're right. Sometimes I feel like I need someone to remind me to breathe."
You took a moment to reflect on her words. For all her success, for all the grace and poise she carried herself with onstage, Tzuyu was still someone who had to fight through self-doubt and the overwhelming weight of expectations. She was only human, after all.
Y/N: "Well, I'm happy to remind you to breathe. Just make sure you take care of yourself too, okay? Music can be all-consuming, but you need time to just... be yourself."
Tzuyu smiled, her eyes meeting yours again. There was a warmth in her gaze, something that went beyond professional appreciation.
Tzuyu: "You're right. I think I forget that sometimes."
She sat up, moving a little closer, as if the closeness between you both was starting to feel more comfortable. The studio, which had felt like a sterile work environment just hours ago, suddenly felt like a space where time could slow down.
Tzuyu: "Can we take a little longer break? I don't want this night to end just yet."
You nodded, suddenly aware of how late it was. The recording session had gone on for hours, and yet, there was still this unspoken desire to extend the time you shared together, to keep talking and to share moments in this little studio world you two had created.
Y/N: "Yeah, I'd like that too."
Tzuyu smiled, and this time, it wasn't just a polite smile. It was one of genuine affection, one that made you feel warm inside. She scooted over so she was sitting closer to you, her legs brushing against yours as she settled into a more comfortable position. There was a small, playful spark in her eyes now, something that hinted at her usual playful demeanor but softened by the quiet mood of the moment.
The world outside felt like it had slowed down, the rain creating a sense of peace that allowed everything else to fade into the background. It was just you and Tzuyu in this small corner of the studio, sharing a moment of quiet comfort in the middle of the night. As the rain continued to pour outside, the rhythmic patter on the windows grew almost hypnotic, like a gentle lullaby coaxing the world to rest. Inside the studio, the atmosphere was warm and calm, and you found yourself sinking further into the comfort of the moment with Tzuyu. Her presence beside you felt effortless, like this was where you were meant to be-two people in the quiet, simply enjoying each other's company. Tzuyu stretched her legs out in front of her, crossing them at the ankles. She looked over at you, her expression soft, and for a moment, the exhaustion from the recording session seemed to vanish. It was replaced by something more relaxed, more human.
Tzuyu: "I think... I think this is the most relaxed I've felt in a while." She shot you a wide smile.
You turned your head to face her, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "I'm glad you're able to unwind. It's been a long night, and you deserve it." Her eyes met yours, and this time, there was something deeper in the way she looked at you. Her gaze lingered for a moment too long, but neither of you seemed to mind. It felt natural, comfortable, like it was a continuation of the quiet bond you had started building hours ago.
Tzuyu: "It's rare that I get time like this... just to sit and talk. I'm always running around or on stage, but moments like these, where I'm just... here, with someone who gets it, feel nice."
Her words hung in the air, and they felt heavier than anything you'd heard in a long time. Tzuyu wasn't just talking about the music industry or her work. She was talking about the moments in life when you could truly connect with someone, when you didn't have to hide behind a persona or the noise of the world around you. You were just two people, existing in the same space, sharing a quiet, honest moment. You leaned back slightly on the couch, crossing your arms, allowing the peaceful moment to settle in.
Y/N: "I get it. You know, I've always admired how well you handle everything. You make it seem so effortless. But I also know that behind all that, you have moments like this-when you just want to breathe."
Tzuyu smiled softly, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the edge of her coffee cup.
Tzuyu:"I think everyone has those moments, right? When they just need to catch their breath?"
You nodded, feeling the weight of her words. It was a humbling reminder that, no matter how successful someone might seem, they too had their quiet struggles, their moments of doubt. Tzuyu had just shared one of those with you. And that vulnerability, that openness, made her even more real, more relatable than she had ever been in the studio lights.
Y/N: "Of course. And you deserve to take those moments whenever you need them."
Tzuyu let out a small, content sigh, her gaze softening as she let her head rest against the back of the couch. The way she seemed to settle into the space beside you felt... natural, as if she were finding peace in the moment, in the quiet, in your company. There was a sense of trust here, a sense of calm between the two of you that had developed over the course of the night.
Tzuyu: "It's nice to just... be with someone who understands. I feel like I don't always have to explain myself. You know?"
The sincerity in her voice made your heart skip a beat. There was an intimacy in what she had just said, a rawness that made you feel incredibly close to her in that moment. You didn't need words to convey the understanding between you two. It was there in the way she held your gaze, the way she relaxed into the couch beside you. You could feel the air between you shift just slightly, like the space between you was shrinking, becoming more charged with something you couldn't quite put a name to.
Y/N: "I get that," you said softly. "I never want you to feel like you have to explain anything to me, Tzuyu. Not about your music, not about you..."
Tzuyu blinked a couple of times, her eyes softening further. She seemed almost... moved by your words. Her hand shifted slightly, now closer to yours, and for a brief moment, your fingers brushed against each other. It was a simple touch, but it sent a shiver through your body, something unspoken passing between you both. She looked down at her hand, then back up at you, a playful glint returning to her eyes.
Tzuyu: "You know, I think I like the way you see me. Like I'm not just Tzuyu to you as in TWICE."
The quiet intensity of her gaze made your heart race. She had caught you off guard with that statement, but it also made you realize something-you had never seen her as just another idol. Tzuyu was more than that, and tonight, it was impossible to deny how strong the connection between the two of you was becoming.
Y/N: "You're not just another idol to me, Tzuyu. Though iam honoured that you like smth about me at least"
She smiled again, this time a little more coy, a little more knowing. Her eyes seemed to sparkle as if she were contemplating something. You could feel the energy shift between you, the tension building as the moments stretched on.
Tzuyu: "Good. Because... I don't think I want to be just an idol to you."
You felt your pulse quicken at her words. The underlying meaning was clear, but neither of you had openly acknowledged it yet. Still, the words hung in the air, and the more you let them linger, the more you realized that you, too, were starting to feel something stronger than just professional admiration. Something deeper.
Y/N: "I think... I don't want you to be just an idol to me either."
The words felt like a revelation, like something that had been buried beneath layers of professionalism was finally surfacing. Tzuyu's eyes softened at your confession, her lips curling into a smile that was both gentle and full of promise. She moved just a little closer, her hand resting a little closer to yours. You could feel the warmth of her proximity, the electricity that seemed to crackle between you. Her hand gently brushed against yours again, this time lingering for just a heartbeat longer. And then, her fingers curled lightly around yours, a silent invitation for you to hold her hand. And you did.
The night was winding down, but the energy between you and Tzuyu hadn't quite fizzled out. The rain had softened into a steady patter against the windows, and the dim lights of the studio illuminated the room in a soft glow. You both sat close to one another, yet there was an undeniable distance between you two-one that was begging to be bridged. Tzuyu's hand, still resting lightly in yours, felt like the spark you'd been waiting for all night. The quiet tension between you two had grown, each moment stretching the boundaries of your professional relationship, moving it into something more.
Y/N: "Tzuyu..."
You spoke her name softly, barely above a whisper, but it was enough to break the silence. She turned her head to look at you, her eyes still soft but filled with curiosity. Her hand squeezed yours lightly, an unspoken invitation for you to continue.
Tzuyu: "Hmm?"
Her voice was soft, almost teasing, like she knew you were on the verge of saying something important. The air between you two felt thick with anticipation, but you didn't know where to begin. There was an almost magnetic pull between you and her, an invisible force drawing you in. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity, stretching the space between you two thinner and thinner.
Y/N: "You're... really something else, Tzuyu."
Tzuyu's eyes sparkled with mischief at your words. She raised an eyebrow, teasingly.
Tzuyu: "What do you mean?"
You glanced at her, noting how her lips curled into that coy smile, how her fingers still intertwined with yours, almost as if she were testing the waters. Her playfulness made you want to dive deeper, but you could feel the weight of the moment pressing in on you.
Y/N: "I mean... just... you." You let out a small laugh, rubbing the back of your neck in nervousness. "I've been around a lot of people, Tzuyu. But there's something different about you. Something that... I don't know, makes me feel like I want to know you more. In a way that goes beyond just... work."
Tzuyu didn't speak right away. Instead, she regarded you with a thoughtful expression, her fingers playing gently with yours as if she were weighing your words.
Tzuyu: "I feel the same way."
Her words hit you like a wave, and your heart skipped a beat. The simple honesty of it made the room feel even smaller, more intimate. The barrier that had been there between you both-unspoken, but undeniably present-seemed to dissolve in that single sentence. The space between you two was suddenly charged. Her fingers tightened around yours, the contact sparking something deep within you. Your body leaned in just slightly, and she mirrored the movement without hesitation, closing the small gap between you. There was no longer any distance, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
Tzuyu: "You're not like other people, you know that?"
You felt a soft laugh bubble up in your throat at her words. The way she said it was almost serious, but there was a hint of amusement in her tone.
Y/N: "You're not so bad yourself."
Tzuyu chuckled, her laughter melodic and warm. It made the atmosphere around you feel even more comforting. The way she was looking at you, the quiet intensity in her gaze, made your pulse quicken. She seemed to be studying you, reading the silent language between you both. And in that moment, you realized just how much you wanted to be closer to her. She leaned in, her lips just inches from your ear as she spoke softly.
Tzuyu: "Do you feel it too? The spark?"
You didn't even hesitate. Your voice was low and sincere as you nodded, your eyes locking with hers.
Y/N: "Yeah, I do."
And before either of you could say another word, the tension finally broke. Tzuyu closed the remaining distance, her lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was tender but full of intention. It wasn't rushed or frantic-it was as if the world had paused just for the two of you. She pulled you closer, her free hand gently cupping your cheek, as if grounding her to you. Tzuyu's fingers slid up to your jaw, her touch light but deliberate. The kiss deepened, and you could feel the connection between you both intensifying with every second that passed. The world outside seemed to disappear, and it was just you and Tzuyu in that moment-two people who had been circling around each other for hours, waiting for the right time to finally close the gap. When you pulled away for a brief second, Tzuyu's eyes were wide, a mixture of surprise and something else you couldn't quite place. Her lips were slightly parted, and she let out a small, shaky breath.
Tzuyu: "Wow. I didn't think it would feel like that."
You chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face as you leaned your forehead against hers.
Y/N: "Neither did I."
But the truth was, you both had known from the very beginning that this moment was inevitable. The sparks had been there from the start-the chemistry, the shared understanding, the quiet tension that had built up over time. And now, here you were, finally acknowledging what had been simmering beneath the surface all along. Tzuyu smiled softly, her hand now resting against your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart beneath her palm. Her touch was gentle, but there was an undeniable warmth radiating from her that made you feel grounded.
Tzuyu: "You... make me feel something I haven't felt in a long time."
Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the sincerity in her words made your heart race. You felt your own emotions swell as you pulled her closer again, this time not as a colleague, not as an artist and producer-but as two people who had found something unexpected in each other.
Y/N: "I'm glad I'm here with you, Tzu." Her smile was all you needed. It was a promise, an unspoken vow that whatever this was-whatever it had become-it was real. And for the first time in a long time, you felt like everything in your life had finally clicked into place.
As the rain continued to pour outside, you stayed there with her, savoring the quiet, the closeness, and the feeling that something beautiful was just beginning. The studio was quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint sound of rain against the windows. You had been sitting in front of your computer screen, reviewing Tzuyu's recent recordings for her upcoming solo album, but you couldn't focus. Your mind kept drifting back to her-the way she moved, the way she smiled, the way she seemed to carry herself with such grace and confidence. The longer you spent with her, the more you realized that there was something about her that made everything feel right.
Tzuyu had stepped out for a quick break, giving you the time you needed to clear your head. But it hadn't worked. The quiet space only gave you more time to think, to realize just how much you cared for her, how much you wanted to be close to her. And now, with her absence in the room, you couldn't ignore the truth any longer: You were falling for her. Hard. The door creaked open, and you looked up to see Tzuyu standing there, her long hair falling loosely around her shoulders. She had changed into a more comfortable outfit-a simple hoodie and jeans-but the way she carried herself still made her look effortlessly beautiful.
Tzuyu: "I'm back," she said softly, her voice a soothing melody. "Got caught up in a few things." You smiled, though you could feel the tension in the air between you both. The moments you shared earlier had been lighthearted, playful even, but now that she was back, it felt different. The atmosphere was thick with something unspoken. You both stood at the edge of something, neither one willing to take that first step.
Tzuyu moved to sit beside you at the desk, her gaze meeting yours. There was a softness in her eyes, but also a flicker of curiosity-like she could sense the shift in the air too. Her fingers brushed against yours as she reached for the coffee cup you had placed beside the keyboard. The touch sent a shock through your body, and you had to fight the urge to pull back, to avoid the growing tension between you two. You swallowed hard, suddenly nervous. You had been so sure of your feelings before, but now that the moment had come, you weren't sure what to say. The words were stuck in your throat, and you struggled to find the courage to speak them.
Y/N: "Tzuyu, there's something I need to tell you."
She paused, her hand frozen in mid-air as she looked at you. There was an intensity in her gaze, and for the first time, it felt like you were truly seen. The playful banter and the friendly gestures from earlier were gone, replaced with something deeper. Something real.
Tzuyu: "What is it?" Her voice was soft, almost tentative, like she was bracing herself for something important.
You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. This was it. This was the moment you had been avoiding, the moment where everything could change. You looked at her, trying to find the right words, but all that came out was the truth.
Y/N: "I've been trying to ignore it, to pretend like it's just... you know, nothing. But it's not nothing. Tzuyu, I... I think I'm falling for you. I know i said before that it was just liking and feeling the spark you talked about. But tbh, it felt like lying to myself because It's not only liking for you that i have."
The words hung in the air, heavy and uncertain, like they could shatter everything between you two. You watched her face closely, waiting for a reaction-any reaction. Your heart pounded in your chest, and you could feel the nerves twisting in your stomach. Tzuyu didn't say anything for a long moment. She just sat there, staring at you with wide eyes, her lips slightly parted. You couldn't tell if she was shocked, confused, or... something else entirely. You felt your anxiety rising, and before you could say anything else, she spoke.
Tzuyu: "You're... falling for me?"
The way she said it was gentle, almost like she was trying to understand it, to make sense of the words. Her voice was soft, and you could see a small blush creeping onto her cheeks even though her expression had concentration and subtle tension
Y/N: "Yeah," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know when it happened, but... it's been building up, and now I can't ignore it anymore. I care about you, Tzuyu. More than I should, maybe, but I do."
Tzuyu blinked a few times, clearly processing your confession. She let out a small, nervous laugh, her eyes not leaving yours.
Tzuyu: "I had a feeling... I mean, I've been feeling something too. But I didn't want to say anything because... well, I didn't know if you felt the same way."
Your heart skipped a beat at her words, and a small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. You weren't alone in this. She felt it too. Her gaze finally softening as she leaned in closer. Her hand found yours again, and this time, you didn't pull away. You let her fingers intertwine with yours, the contact warm and reassuring.
Tzuyu: "I didn't want to admit it either, but... I really like you, Y/N. More than I thought I would."
The air between you two shifted again, this time in a way that made you feel lighter, more at ease. The tension had melted away, replaced by a gentle warmth that filled the room. You smiled, your thumb gently brushing against the back of her hand.
Y/N: "I'm glad... I was afraid I might have ruined everything by saying it."
Tzuyu shook her head, her smile growing wider.
Tzuyu: "No, you didn't ruin anything. I'm happy you said it."
There was a quiet moment where you both just sat there, hands still entwined, the weight of your confession sinking in. The uncertainty that had plagued the air earlier was gone now, replaced by a shared understanding. You both knew where this was going, and it felt... right.
Y/N: "So, what now?"
Tzuyu's eyes sparkled as she leaned in, her lips just barely grazing your ear.
Tzuyu: "Well... I think we should take it slow. But if you want, we can figure it out together."
You nodded, your heart swelling with happiness. She wasn't pulling away; she was leaning into this, just like you. And just like that, it felt like everything had fallen into place. You both leaned back into your seats, still holding hands, as the quiet music of the studio filled the space between you. The rain outside continued its steady rhythm, but inside, everything felt peaceful. You didn't need to rush. You didn't need to figure it all out right now. All that mattered was that, for the first time in a long time, you both understood each other-and that was enough.
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The quiet hum of the studio equipment fades into the background as Tzuyu’s fingers tighten around yours, her breath hitching ever so slightly. The air between you two crackles with something new—something hungry. Her dark eyes flicker down to your lips, then back up, a shy but unmistakable desire burning behind her gaze.
"Y/N…" Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with a nervous tremor. "I-I’ve never… done this before. But I want to. With you."
Your thumb strokes the back of her hand gently, reassuringly. "We don’t have to rush, Tzuyu. You did say we can take it slow. We can stop anytime—"
She shakes her head, cutting you off with a sudden boldness that surprises you both. Her free hand lifts, fingertips brushing against your jawline before sliding down your neck, over your collarbone, and finally resting against your chest. You can feel your heartbeat thundering under her palm. "I don’t want to stop, i changed my mind," she murmurs, her voice dropping lower, huskier. "I’ve thought about this… about you… too much."
Before you can respond, she leans in, pressing her lips to yours in a kiss that starts soft—hesitant—but quickly deepens as her tongue swipes against your bottom lip, asking for entry. You groan into her mouth, one hand tangling in her hair as the other grips her waist, pulling her closer until she’s straddling your lap. The heat of her body against yours is intoxicating, her hips grinding down instinctively, making your cock twitch painfully against the confines of your pants.
She breaks the kiss with a gasp, her cheeks flushed, lips swollen. "Fuck…" she breathes, eyes darting down to where your erection strains against your zipper. "I knew you’d be big, but—" Her fingers tremble as she undoes your belt, then your button, her breath coming in short, eager bursts. "Can I… see it?"
You nod, lifting your hips slightly to help her tug your pants and boxers down just enough for your cock to spring free, thick and already leaking at the tip. Tzuyu’s lips part in a silent gasp, her fingers wrapping around your shaft experimentally, giving it a slow, tentative stroke. A bead of pre-cum glistens at your slit, and before you can even process it, she leans down, her tongue darting out to lick it up with a soft "Mmmf~" that sends a jolt of pleasure straight to your core.
"Shit, Tzuyu—" you choke out, hips bucking slightly as her warm, wet mouth closes around your tip, sucking gently. Her doe eyes flick up to yours, watching your reaction as she takes you deeper, her lips stretching obscenely around your girth. "Fuck, your mouth feels—ahh~!"
She moans around your cock, the vibration making your toes curl, and then—without warning—she pushes further, her nose brushing against your pelvis as she takes you all the way down her throat. Her eyes water, but she doesn’t pull back, her throat fluttering around you as she gags slightly before relaxing, adjusting. "Hnngh~! Tzuyu, you’re—fuck—you’re gonna make me cum if you keep—"
She pulls off with a lewd pop, saliva stringing from her lips to your cock as she pants, her voice wrecked already. "Good," she rasps, her fingers stroking you lazily. "I want to taste you… all of you." And then she dives back down, swallowing you whole again, her head bobbing faster now, her free hand cupping your balls, massaging them as she works your length with a desperation that belies her earlier shyness. The wet, filthy sounds of her throat taking you fill the studio, her muffled whimpers of "Nggh~! Mmmf—!" sending you hurtling toward the edge. You fist her hair, not forcing, just holding, as your hips jerk up involuntarily, fucking into her mouth. "Tzuyu, I’m—I’m gonna—"
She hums in response, her eyes fluttering shut as she takes you deeper, her throat milking you as you finally spill down it with a broken groan, your cum flooding her mouth in thick, hot pulses. She swallows every drop, her tongue lapping at your oversensitive tip until you’re twitching, oversensitive, pulling her off with a gasp. She sits back on her heels, lips glistening, chin slick with spit, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she meets your dazed gaze.
"Did… did I do okay?" she asks, voice small but her eyes gleaming with something smug, something hungry. You let out a breathless laugh, dragging her into a searing kiss, tasting yourself on her tongue. "More than okay. Fuck, you’re gonna ruin me." She giggles—soft, sweet, and sinful—her fingers already trailing lower, toward the button of her own jeans. "Good. Because I’m not done with you yet."
Tzuyu pulls back from the kiss with a devilish glint in her eyes, her fingers already working the button of her jeans. She stands up slowly, swaying her hips just enough to make your mouth go dry as she shimmies out of the denim, revealing toned thighs and that mouthwateringly tight ass of hers—round, plush, and begging to be gripped. The way her panties cling to her curves makes your cock twitch again, already half-hard from the sight alone. "Like what you see?" she teases, biting her lower lip as she peels off her top next, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts—not big, but perky, perfectly shaped, her nipples already pebbled under the thin fabric of her bra—make your fingers itch to touch. She unhooks the clasp with practiced ease, letting the garment drop, and your breath catches.
Goddess. Absolute fucking goddess.
She steps closer, her bare skin glowing under the dim studio lights, her abdomen soft yet toned, her hips sinfully curved, leading your gaze downward like a temptation you can’t resist. She kneels between your legs again, her fingers tracing up your thighs before wrapping around your cock, already hardening again under her touch. "Y/N…" Her voice is sweet, almost innocent, but the way her thumb swipes over your leaking tip is anything but. "Can I try something?"
You nod, swallowing hard as she leans in, her lips brushing against your shaft before she looks up at you through her lashes, doe-eyed and demure—but the words that leave her mouth are anything but.
"I want to choke on it." Your brain short-circuits. Did she just—?
Before you can even process it, she’s taking you deep, too deep, her throat fluttering around you as she forces herself down until her nose presses into your pelvis. Tears bead at the corners of her eyes, but she doesn’t pull back, her fingers digging into your thighs as she holds herself there, gagging slightly before relaxing, her throat milking you. "F-fuck, Tzuyu—!" You instinctively thread your fingers through her hair, not pushing, just guiding, your voice strained. "You don’t have to—ahh~!—hurt yourself, Tzu."
She pulls off with a wet gasp, saliva dripping from her swollen lips, her chest heaving. "I like it," she admits, voice wrecked, her fingers stroking you lazily. "Feels… good. Like you’re claiming me." Your cock throbs at her words, at the filthy way she says them—so sweetly, so earnestly, like she’s confessing something sacred. You cup her cheek, thumb brushing away a stray tear.
"You’re perfect," you murmur, heart swelling as she nuzzles into your touch. "But I don’t want you to push too hard, okay? We go at your pace." She smiles—genuine, warm—before her expression shifts into something hungrier, her tongue darting out to lick a stripe up your length. "Then let me practice," she purrs, before swallowing you down again, deeper, slower, her throat working around you like she was made for this
. And as her head bobs, her moans vibrating against your cock, her free hand sneaking between her own thighs—fuck, is she touching herself?—you realize one thing with dizzying clarity: This angel-faced, soft-spoken, Tzuyu you think you knew? She’s a fucking needy slut for you. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Tzuyu pulls off your cock with a lewd, wet pop, her lips glistening with a mix of spit and your cum. She looks up at you through her lashes, her cheeks flushed, her breathing uneven—and there’s something unbearably smug in her expression as she licks her lips clean. "You came so fast," she murmurs, her voice a mix of awe and pride. "Was I… that good?"
You let out a breathless laugh, your fingers gently brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Too good," you admit, your thumb tracing the curve of her bottom lip. "I didn’t expect you to be so… natural at this." She giggles—soft, sweet, but with an undercurrent of something darker, something hungry. Her hands trail up your thighs before she rises, straddling your lap again, her bare skin pressed flush against yours. The heat of her is intoxicating, her perky tits brushing against your chest as she leans in, her lips ghosting over yours. "I like it," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. "When you lose control because of me. It makes me feel… loved."
Your heart clenches at her words, at the raw honesty in them. You cup her face, pulling her into a slow, deep kiss, your tongue sliding against hers in a lazy dance. She melts into it, her fingers tangling in your hair, her hips grinding down against yours in slow, teasing circles. When she pulls back, her eyes are dark, her lips swollen. "I want to make love first," she murmurs, her fingers trailing down your chest. "Before we… fuck."
You blink, tilting your head. "What’s the difference?"
She bites her lip, her fingers hooking into the sides of her panties. Slowly, teasingly, she peels them off, revealing smooth, flawless skin, the faintest hint of pink between her thighs. Your mouth goes dry at the sight. "Making love is… slow," she explains, her voice trembling slightly as she guides your hand between her legs. "Gentle. Like you’re worshipping me." Her breath hitches as your fingers brush over her slick folds, her hips jerking slightly at the contact. "Fucking is… harder. Rougher. When you ruin me."
Your cock twitches against her thigh at her words, at the way her voice drops into something filthy despite her innocent face. But then her next words make your heart stop. "I’m a virgin," she admits, her eyes locked onto yours. "But… don’t worry about blood. My hymen tore a long time ago from using tampons." She swallows, her fingers tightening around yours. "I just… I want you to be my first. In every way." Your chest tightens, your grip on her hip unconsciously tightening. "Tzuyu…" She silences you with a kiss, her body pressing closer, her warmth seeping into you. "Please," she breathes against your lips. "I want to feel you. All of you."
You nod, your hands sliding down to grip her thighs, lifting her slightly as you shift, laying her back against the studio couch. Her breath comes in short, eager bursts as you hover over her, your eyes tracing every inch of her—her perfect tits, her toned stomach, the way her hips curve, the drenched heat between her thighs. You kiss her again, slow, deep, your hands mapping her body like you’re memorizing her. She arches into your touch, her nails digging into your shoulders as you trail kisses down her neck, her collarbone, finally taking one pert nipple into your mouth. She gasps, her back arching off the couch as you suck, your tongue flicking over the stiff peak.
"Ahh~! Y/N—!" Her voice is already wrecked, her hips grinding up against nothing, seeking friction. "P-please…" You smile against her skin, your hand sliding down her stomach, fingers dipping between her folds. She’s soaked, her arousal coating your fingers as you circle her clit, slow, teasing.
"You’re dripping, Tzuyu," you murmur, your thumb pressing down just hard enough to make her whimper. "All for me?" She nods frantically, her legs spreading wider, inviting you in. "A-all for you," she whines, her back arching as you slide a finger into her, her tight walls clenching around you. "F-fuck, more—!" You add a second finger, curling them just right, and her entire body jolts, her moans turning shrill, desperate. "Hahhh~! There, there, there—!"
You watch, mesmerized, as she falls apart under your touch, her orgasm crashing over her with a broken cry, her thighs trembling around your hand. She collapses back against the couch, her chest heaving, her skin flushed. You lean down, kissing her gently as she comes down, her fingers weakly tangling in your hair. "Ready?" you whisper against her lips. She nods, her eyes hazy but determined. "I want you inside me," she breathes. "Now."
You don’t make her wait. You line yourself up, your cock pressing against her entrance, and with one slow, agonizing thrust, you sink into her, her tight heat engulfing you.
She gasps, her nails digging into your back, her legs wrapping around your waist to pull you deeper. "Oh fuck—!" she chokes out, her walls fluttering around you. "S-so big—!" You groan, your forehead dropping to hers as you still, letting her adjust. "Okay?" you rasp, your voice strained with the effort of not pounding into her. She nods, her hips rolling experimentally, making you both groan. "M-move," she whimpers. "Please, move."
You obey, pulling out almost completely before sliding back in, slow, deep, worshipping her like she asked. Her breath hitches with every thrust, her moans soft, sweet, her body melting into yours. This—this is making love. The way she clings to you, the way her lips find yours in messy, desperate kisses, the way she whimpers your name like a prayer— And when her second orgasm hits, when she screams but trying to lower it, her walls milking you, you know— You’re ruined for anyone else. Just like she wanted.
Tzuyu's tight, velvety walls clench around your thick cock as she rides you in the intimate face-off position—her forehead pressed desperately against yours, her breath hot and ragged against your lips. Every slow, deep thrust draws a whimper from her swollen mouth, her nails digging crescent moons into your shoulders as she bounces in your lap, taking you deeper with each roll of her hips. "Y/N—ahh~! F-feels so... so good inside me," she gasps, her voice trembling with each upward grind of your cock against her sensitive walls. Her slick arousal coats your length, the lewd squelch of her dripping pussy filling the studio air as she clings to you, her body trembling on the edge of another climax.
You exhale sharply, your hands gripping her waist, guiding her movements—slow, deep, worshipping—just like she wanted. The way her tight cunt grips you, the way her breath hitches every time you bottom out inside her, the way her swollen clit rubs against your pelvis with every bounce— It’s maddening.
But despite the overwhelming pleasure, you force yourself to hold back, your teeth gritting as you slow her hips. "Tzuyu—fuck, I’m close, but you’re not on birth control—" She whines, her hips stuttering, her pussy clenching around you in protest. "N-no, please—I want you to—ahh~!—finish in me!" Her voice is desperate, her thighs shaking as she grinds down harder, her walls fluttering around you. You moan your fingers digging into her hips to still her. "Tzuyu, we can’t—"
She cuts you off with a frantic kiss, her tongue sliding against yours before she pulls back, her eyes dark with need. "M-my purse," she pants, nodding toward her bag on the studio table. "I—I have had pills. Emergency ones." You blink, stunned. "You... planned for this?" Her cheeks flush crimson, her lashes fluttering as she avoids your gaze. "I... might have thought about it. A lot." She bites her lip, her hips giving a slow, teasing roll that makes you groan. "I wanted to be ready... in case we ever... did this."
Your grip on her tightens, your cock throbbing inside her at her admission. "Fuck, Tzuyu—" You crush your lips to hers, your tongue delving deep as your hips snap up, harder now, no longer holding back. "You’re gonna be the death of me." She moans, her back arching as you fuck up into her with rough, claiming thrusts, her nails raking down your back. "Hahhh~! Yes, like that—fuck me, ruin me—!"
Her words send a jolt of white-hot lust straight to your cock, your thrusts turning brutal, possessive, your forehead still pressed to hers as you pound into her dripping cunt. Her moans turn shrill, her body quivering as her third orgasm rips through her, her walls milking you desperately. "C-cum in me," she sobs, her voice breaking as she clenches around you. "P-please, fill me—!"
You snapped like clip at her words, burying yourself to the hilt, your cock pulsing as you empty yourself inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her tight channel. She whimpers, her body trembling as she takes every last drop, her own climax still wracking through her. When the aftershocks finally subside, she collapses against your chest, her breath coming in ragged pants, her sweat-slick skin pressed against yours. You hold her close, your fingers tracing lazy circles on her back as you both come down from the high.
After a long moment, she lifts her head, her lips curling into a shy, sated smile. "...So. That was making love and fucking." You chuckle, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "And we’re definitely doing both again." She giggles, nuzzling into your neck. "Good. Because I’m not done with you yet." And as her fingers trail lower, her lips finding yours again, you realize one thing with absolute certainty— You’re fucked in the best way possible.
Tzuyu pulls back from your embrace with a mischievous glint in her eyes, her fingers already reaching for her discarded panties. She slides them back on with deliberate slowness, the fabric clinging to her still-damp folds as she bites her lip playfully. "Now you," she murmurs, nodding toward your boxers. "Put them back on."
You raise an eyebrow, confused but intrigued, as you tug your boxers up over your half-hard cock, the fabric straining slightly against your renewed arousal. Before you can ask what she's planning, Tzuyu straddles your lap again, this time with the thin barrier of clothing between you. She leans in, her lips brushing your ear as she whispers, "I'm going to edge you until you're begging to be inside me again."
Her hips roll forward in a slow, torturous grind, the heat of her pussy pressing against your cock through the layers of fabric. The friction is maddening—not enough to push you over the edge, but just enough to keep you achingly hard, your breath hitching as she controls the pace with teasing precision. "F-fuck, Tzuyu—" you groan, your hands gripping her waist as she rides you through your boxers, her wetness seeping into the fabric. "You're killing me."
She giggles, her breath warm against your neck as she grinds down harder, her clit rubbing against the base of your cock with each movement. "Mmhn~... You like this, don't you?" Her voice is sweet, innocent, but the way she rolls her hips is anything but. "Feeling me so close but not letting you cum?" You grit your teeth, your cock throbbing beneath her, the pressure just shy of enough to tip you over. She’s taunting you, her movements calculated to keep you right on the edge, her own pleasure evident in the way her breath hitches with each grind. Then, without warning, she stops, her body stilling as she pulls back to look at you, her lips curled into a devilish smirk. "Oops. Too close?"
You exhald sharply almost like an airy groan, your fingers digging into her hips as you pinned her beneath you. Her eyes widen, her chest rising and falling rapidly as you hover over her, your voice a low, soft whisper, "Your playing a lot, Tzu. Like fire or something?" She grins, her legs wrapping around your waist as she pulls you closer, her voice a breathy whisper. "Then burn me." And just like that, the game resets—but this time, you're in control.
Tzuyu's breath hitches as your fingers hook into the waistband of her panties once more, peeling them down her toned thighs with deliberate slowness. The air between you crackles with anticipation as you reveal her glistening, shaved pussy—her delicate pink lips already swollen and dripping with arousal.
The sight makes your cock twitch painfully against your boxers, and with one swift motion, you push them down, freeing your thick length once more. You hover over her, caging her between your arms as you brush your nose against hers, your voice low and tender. "Tell me what you want. Hard? Or slow?" Her dark eyes search yours, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she considers your question. A shy smile tugs at her lips before she murmurs, "Start... mid. Then—ah—faster when I say." Her fingers trail down your chest, her touch featherlight. "I want to feel you build up inside me."
You nod, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before guiding your cock to her entrance, the head nudging against her slick folds. She gasps as you push in, her tight walls fluttering around you as you sink in slowly, giving her body time to adjust to your girth. Her breath comes in short, shaky bursts, her nails digging into your biceps as you bottom out, your hips flush against hers. "O-oh fuck—" she whimpers, her legs wrapping around your waist to pull you deeper. "Y-You feel... so big..."
You groan, your forehead dropping to hers as you begin to move—mid-paced, just as she asked. Each thrust is deep, measured, your cock dragging against her sensitive walls in a way that has her toes curling. Her breathy moans fill the studio, her hips lifting to meet yours with every roll of your hips. You watch her face—every flicker of pleasure, every bitten lip, every flutter of her lashes—as you make love to her. Your hands roam her body, memorizing every curve, every dip, your touch reverent. When your thumb brushes over her clit, she jolts, a broken cry tearing from her lips.
"Y/N—! R-right there—!. P-please, harder now—!" You obey, your thrusts growing more forceful, more urgent, but never rough—never without care. Your hips snap forward, driving into her with enough force to make the couch creak beneath you, but your hands cradle her face, your lips capturing hers in a searing kiss to swallow her moans.
She screams into your mouth, her walls fluttering wildly as her climax crashes over her, her body shaking beneath you. But you don’t stop—can’t stop—not when she’s clinging to you, her nails raking down your back as she sobs for more. "D-don’t stop—! Fuck, don’t stop—!" You won’t. Not until she’s begging you to.
Your thrusts falter for just a moment as your brain buzzes with arousal at her request—but concern still lingers at the edges of your lust-drunk mind. Your lips brush along the shell of her ear, your voice ragged but tender as you murmur, "Tzuyu... , are you sure you took the pill? It's—hnngh—it's safe? Despite me cumming in you earlier?" Her answer comes between gasps, her fingers tightening in your hair as she nods frantically. "Y-yes, yes—ahh~!—took it s-seven days ago... made sure—haah!—to be extra safe..." Her breath hitches as you grind deep, her walls fluttering around your cock as she arches beneath you. "W-wanted—wanted you to breed me... fill me up... please—!"
The raw desperation in her voice sends a jolt of white-hot need straight to your cock. You pull back just enough to see her face—her cheeks flushed, her lips parted in swollen, panting breaths, her eyelashes fluttering as she looks up at you with pure devotion. The sight of her like this—goddess-like in beauty, yet ruined with pleasure just for you—makes your chest ache with something deeper than lust. To the world, she is Chou Tzuyu—TWICE's untouchable visual, the ethereal maknae with a face sculpted by the heavens. But here, beneath you, she is just yours—her body trembling, her perfect tits bouncing with each thrust, her toned stomach quivering as you drive into her over and over. The way her tight little pussy grips you, so warm and dripping, as if her body was made to take you... You can't help but groan, your hips snapping forward with renewed intensity, your voice a loving murmure against her skin. "Fuck—look at you... so perfect... taking me so well—" Her answering whimper is filthy, her legs locking around your waist to pull you deeper. "M-more—! Harder—! Wanna feel you—ahh~!—cumming inside me—!"
You oblige, your thrusts turning brutal, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the studio. Her moans grow shrill, her back arching off the couch as her nails rake down your back, her pussy clenching around you like a vice. You know you won't last much longer—not when she's begging for it like this, not when her body is milking you so perfectly. But you want to savor this—savor her—for just a little longer.
So you slow, just for a moment, your forehead pressing against hers as you catch your breath. "Tzuyu... look at me." Her hazy eyes meet yours, her lips parted in a silent gasp as you roll your hips in a slow, deep circle, grinding against her sweet spot. "I love you," you whisper, the words spilling out before you can stop them. Her breath catches, her eyes widening—before she melts, her entire body going pliant beneath you as she pulls you into a desperate, sloppy kiss. "I love you too," she whimpers against your lips. "Now please—fuck me like you mean it—!"
The moment the words leave her lips, something primal snaps inside you. Your grip on her hips tightens, fingers digging into her soft skin as you pull her impossibly closer, your cock throbbing deep inside her. The knowledge that she's safe—that she wants this, planned for this—sends a surge of possessiveness through you. "Fuck—Tzuyu—" Your voice is a ragged breath, your thrusts turning feral, each snap of your hips driving into her with enough force to make her gasp. "Gonna fill you up—gonna breed you so good—"
Her answering moan is broken, her back arching off the couch as she clings to you, her nails scraping down your back. Her pussy clenches around you, her walls fluttering wildly as she teeters on the edge of another climax. "Y-yes—! Please—!" she sobs, her legs trembling around your waist. "W-want it—want your cum—want you to own me—!" The filth spilling from her perfect lips is your undoing. With a guttural groan, you bury yourself to the hilt, your cock pulsing as you spill deep inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her tight little cunt. She screams, her own orgasm crashing over her as she milks you for every last drop, her body shaking beneath you.
You collapse against her, your breath ragged as you press feverish kisses to her neck, her collarbone, her jaw—anywhere you can reach. She whimpers, her fingers carding through your hair as she comes down, her walls still fluttering around your softening cock. After a long moment, you pull back just enough to see her face—her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen, her eyes dazed with pleasure.
You brush a stray strand of hair from her forehead, your voice soft. "Okay?" She nods, a lazy, sated smile curling her lips. "Mmm... more than okay." Her fingers trail down your chest, her touch featherlight. "You... really did it, huh?" You chuckle, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Yeah. Just like you wanted." She giggles, nuzzling into your neck. "Good. Because I'm definitely not done with you...for a long time~"And as her fingers trail lower, her lips finding yours again, you realize one thing with absolute certainty— this lovely night ain't over yet.
After a few moments of catching your breath, Tzuyu suddenly pushes against your chest with surprising strength—rolling you onto your back before straddling your thighs. Her smirk is downright sinful as she trails her fingertips down your sweat-slicked chest, watching goosebumps rise in their wake. "Tired already, oppa?" she teases, her thumbs circling your nipples with deliberate slowness. "And here I thought my producer-nim had... boundless stamina."You groan at both her words and the way she grinds her dripping slit against your thigh—her arousal leaving slick streaks on your skin.
Even spent, your cock twitches back to attention beneath her, betraying your hunger. "Fuck—you're relentless," you rasp, hands sliding up her toned thighs to grip her waist. Her answering laugh is pure velvet as she leans down, her breasts pressing against your chest as her lips brush yours—just out of reach when you try to kiss her properly. "You love it," she whispers before suddenly twisting her body in one fluid motion—her back now facing you as she settles into reverse cowgirl, her perfect ass pressing against your hips.
Her back is a fucking masterpiece—the elegant curve of her spine dipping into the lush swell of her ass, her shoulder blades shifting like wings with every slight movement. The studio lights catch every ripple of muscle as she lifts herself slightly, reaching behind to guide your cock back to her entrance. Her skin glows—flushed and dewy from exertion—and when she glances over her shoulder, her eyes are dark with intent. "Watch," she breathes, sinking down onto you in one torturously slow motion. "Watch how tight I take you like this."
And god —she's right. The angle makes her feel even tighter, her walls fluttering around you as she starts to ride you with shallow, experimental bounces. Her hands brace against your thighs for leverage, her back arching as she throws her head back— perfectly framing the way her silky hair spills between her shoulder blades. You can't resist sitting up slightly—one hand gripping her hip while the other trails up the ladder of her spine, making her shudder. "You're gorgeous," you whisper, nipping at her shoulder. "Look at you—riding me like you were made for it."
She moans, her rhythm stuttering as your fingers tangle in her hair, gently tugging her head to the side to expose her neck. You lick a hot stripe up her pulse point, reveling in her gasp. "I was," she pants, her voice breaking as you thrust up to meet her next descent. "M-made for y-you—ahh~!" Her words unravel you. Your grip on her hip tightens as you help her move—guiding her into a faster, harder pace. The lewd slap of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by her high, breathy whimpers. Every time she sinks down, her ass bounces against your pelvis—the sight so obscene you have to bite back a groan.
One of your hands slides around to her front, fingers finding her swollen clit with practiced ease. She jerks in your lap, a broken cry tearing from her lips as you circle the bundle of nerves in time with her movements. "Ngh~! T-too much—!" she sobs, but her hips don't stop—if anything, she grinds down harder, chasing the overstimulation.You chuckle, your lips against her ear. "You asked for this, Tzu. Wanted me to use you, remember?" Your fingers press down just enough to make her legs shake. "So take it. Take everything I give you."
Her answering whine is filthy, her body clenching around you as she nears another peak—but you slow your hand, denying her release. She whimpers, her rhythm faltering as she glares at you over her shoulder. "Y-Y/N—!"
"Oops~"
You smirk, pressing a kiss to the corner of her pouting lips. "Not yet. Gonna make you beg for it." And with that, you flip her onto her back again—her legs hooking around your waist as you loom over her, your cock still buried to the hilt. Her chest heaves, her eyes blown with lust as she realizes— You're far from done.
Tzuyu's breath comes in shallow gasps as she arches her back, her fingers gripping the couch cushions beneath her. Her voice is barely above a whisper when she speaks, laced with both hesitation and desire."Y/N... can you...?" She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she glances back at you over her shoulder. "I want you to... spank me. Just—just a little. Please?"
Your heart races at her timid request, your hands immediately soothing over the curve of her ass, massaging gently before you lean down to press a kiss between her shoulder blades. "Only if you're sure, Tzu. And we stop the second you want to, okay?"She nods eagerly, her body trembling with anticipation. "I trust you."
You start slow, your palm connecting with her right cheek in a light, almost playful tap. The sound is crisp in the quiet studio, and Tzuyu lets out a surprised little gasp—more from the sensation than any real pain. You rub the spot gently, watching the faint pink bloom under your fingertips."Okay?" you murmur, your other hand still caressing her hip reassuringly.She nods, pushing back against you slightly. "Mhm... again?"
You oblige, this time a little firmer—your hand landing on the other cheek with a soft smack. Tzuyu whimpers, her fingers tightening in the couch cushions, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she rocks her hips back, silently asking for more. You continue like this—alternating between soft spanks and soothing strokes, letting her adjust to the sensation. Each strike is measured, careful, never enough to truly hurt—just enough to make her skin flush a deeper shade of pink. Her breath hitches every time your palm connects, her body growing more pliant beneath your touch.
As Tzuyu grows more comfortable, her moans become louder, needier. She starts rolling her hips in time with your strikes, her slick arousal coating your thighs as she grinds against you. "H-harder," she whines, her voice trembling. "Please, Y/N—I can take it." You hesitate for only a second before giving her what she asks for—your next spank landing with a sharper crack, the sound echoing in the studio. Tzuyu yelps, her back arching, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she pushes back, her ass now a pretty, rosy red under your attention.
You alternate between spanks and gentle rubs, your other hand gripping her waist to steady her as she starts bouncing in your lap again. Each time your cock slides back into her, her walls clench around you, her pleasure mounting with every strike. "F-fuck—!" she sobs, her rhythm growing erratic. "It feels—ahh~!—so good—!" You watch, mesmerized, as her body reacts—her skin flushed, her breath coming in ragged pants, her pussy dripping around you. The contrast between the sharp sting of your spanks and the overwhelming pleasure of your cock inside her has her teetering on the edge, her moans turning shrill with desperation.
Even as you indulge her request, you never lose sight of her comfort. Between strikes, your fingers trail over her heated skin, soothing the slight sting before building it back up again. When she whimpers, you pause, pressing a kiss to the small of her back. "Still good?" you murmur, your voice thick with concern. She nodded, clearly eager for you to go on.
You oblige, your next spank landing just a little harder, making her jolt in your lap. Her pussy squeezes around you, her orgasm crashing over her with a broken cry. Her thighs tremble, her nails digging into the couch as she milks you through her climax, her body going taut before collapsing forward, spent. You catch her, pulling her against your chest as you both catch your breath. Your hands roam her back gently, tracing the faint marks left by your touch—not bruises, just a temporary blush of pink that’ll fade soon. She turns in your lap, as she nuzzles into your neck, her voice soft and sated. "Thank you..." You press a kiss to her forehead, your heart full. "Always, Tzuyu-yah."
Tzuyu's body is still trembling from her last climax, her oversensitive walls fluttering around your cock as you continue to move inside her—slow, deep thrusts that make her whimper with every drag of your length. Her fingers clutch at your shoulders, her nails digging in just enough to leave faint crescents in your skin as she tries to steady herself. "Y-Y/N—ahh~!—i-it's too much—!" Her voice is a broken plea, her thighs quivering as you push her further into overstimulation. But you don’t stop—not yet.
You want to see just how far she can go. You shift slightly, angling your hips to grind against that sweet spot inside her with every thrust. Her back arches off the couch, a strangled cry tearing from her lips as her pussy clenches around you like a vice. "I know, baby," you murmur, your voice rough with restraint as you press a kiss to her collarbone. "But you can take it. Just a little more—"
Her response is a garbled moan, her head thrashing against the cushions as you pick up the pace—your thrusts growing faster, harder, each one driving her closer to the edge again. Her legs lock around your waist, her heels digging into your back as if she’s trying to pull you even deeper. And then— It happens. A sharp, desperate cry rips from Tzuyu’s throat as her body seizes beneath you—her back bowing off the couch, her fingers scrambling for purchase against your skin. For a split second, you think she’s just coming again—but then you feel it.
The first gush is hot, slick, flooding between your bodies with enough force to drench your thighs. Tzuyu screams, her entire body convulsing as her pussy pulses around you, her release coming in waves—not just the thick, creamy femcum from before, but something more, something primal. The scent is musky, heady, the liquid gushing out of her in a near-geyser of pleasure and desperation, soaking the couch beneath you both. Her eyes are wide, her mouth agape in shock as she squirts—her body betraying her in the most filthy, beautiful way possible. Your hips snap forward, pounding into her through the mess, your cock sliding effortlessly in the slick heat of her ruined pussy. Tzuyu sobs, her hands flying to her face as she shakes, her thighs dripping with the evidence of her surrender.
"O-oh my god—!" she chokes out, her voice wrecked. "I-I didn’t—hahh~!—I didn’t mean to—!" You lean down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, your tongue sliding against hers as you claim her moans. "Shh, it’s okay," you growl against her mouth. "You’re perfect. So fucking perfect." Her answering whimper is broken, her body yielding to yours as you fuck her through the aftershocks, her pussy still clenching around you in weak, sporadic flutters.
The squelch of your thrusts is obscene, the sound of her dripping arousal filling the studio as you push her further, deeper into bliss. And when you finally spill inside her—your cum mixing with her mess—Tzuyu wails, her nails scoring down your back as her body locks around you, milking you for every last drop. You collapse against her, both of you panting, shaking, ruined. And as you press a kiss to her sweat-slicked forehead, her dazed, sated smile tells you everything you need to know.
You slowly pull out of Tzuyu's thoroughly used pussy with a soft, wet sound, both of you wincing slightly at the sensitivity. Your cum spills out of her in thick, messy ropes, dripping onto the already ruined couch beneath her. Her thighs tremble as she instinctively tries to clench them together, but she’s too spent—too open after taking you so many times.
Tzuyu lets out a breathy sigh, her fingers lazily trailing through the mess between her thighs before lifting them to her lips. She licks her fingers clean with deliberate slowness, her dark, sparkling eyes locked onto yours with a mischievous glint you rarely see from her. "Mmm… delicious," she purrs, her voice still husky from exertion. Then, with a giggle that sounds almost wicked coming from someone as composed as her, she murmurs, "Think you can fill me one more time, oppa? Or are you finally tired...?"
You blink, stunned for a moment—both at her boldness and the way her usually elegant diction melts into something downright filthy in the afterglow. But then a slow grin spreads across your face as you lean in, trapping her beneath you again, your lips brushing her earlobe. "Oh, Tzu" you murmur, voice dripping with playful warning, "You’re gonna regret teasing me when I pin those pretty legs back and pound another load into you so deep you’ll taste it tomorrow." She shivers, nibbling her lip—but there’s no real hesitation in those doe-eyes. Just challenge. And when her fingers slide down to rub slow, teasing circles over her swollen clit.
Tzuyu slowly peels herself off the couch, her legs still trembling slightly as she lowers herself onto the plush carpet of the production room. She gets on all fours, her back arching elegantly as she presents her perfect, round ass to you—high, tight, and still faintly pink from your earlier attention. With a playful wiggle, she glances back over her shoulder, her usually composed face now flushed with a mix of shyness and boldness. "I... I want to try it," she murmurs, her voice softer now, less teasing—more vulnerable. "I-I brought... lube. Just in case." She nods toward her purse nearby, where a slim bottle of strawberry-flavored edible lube peeks out from the side pocket.
You blink, surprised but touched by her thoughtfulness—how she had planned for this moment, how she trusted you enough to explore this with her. Your heart swells as you reach for the bottle, your fingers brushing against hers gently before you take it. "You're sure?" you ask, your voice warm, your thumb stroking the back of her hand reassuringly. "We don’t have to if you’re not ready." She bites her lip, her eyes flickering with a mix of nervousness and determination before she nods. "I’m sure. I... I want to feel all of you."
You pop open the bottle, squeezing a generous amount of the sweet-smelling lube onto your fingers before warming it between them. Then, with deliberate tenderness, you drizzle it over her ass, watching as the pink-tinged liquid trails down the curve of her cheeks before pooling at her tight, puckered entrance. Tzuyu shivers at the sensation, her breath hitching as your fingers glide over her skin, spreading the lube in slow, soothing circles. "O-oh—" she whimpers, her hips shifting slightly. "It’s... cold." You chuckle softly, leaning down to press a kiss to the small of her back
"It’ll warm up soon," you murmur before gently pressing a slick fingertip against her rim, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. You take your time—rubbing, massaging, letting her body adjust to the foreign sensation before slowly pushing the tip of your finger past the tight ring of muscle. Tzuyu tenses immediately, her fingers curling into the carpet beneath her. "Breathe, Tzu," you remind her, your free hand stroking her hip soothingly. "Relax for me... that’s it." She exhales shakily, her body gradually loosening around your finger as you work it deeper, gently stretching her. The lube makes the glide smooth, and soon, you’re able to move in and out with ease, her walls fluttering around you in hesitant pulses. "H-how does it feel?" she asks, her voice small, uncertain. You chuckle, your fingers still moving with painstaking slowness. "Yeah, baby. Good weird." By the time you’re three fingers deep, her body is pliant, accepting, her earlier tension replaced by soft, breathy moans. She’s ready—but you still take a moment to lean over her, pressing your chest to her back as you nuzzle against her neck. "Still okay?" you whisper, your lips brushing her ear. She turns her head just enough to capture your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss before nodding. "Mhm... more than okay."
And with that silent permission, you finally—finally—line yourself up, your cock slick with lube as you press against her entrance, your heart pounding in your chest. This is going to be slow. This is going to be careful. And—if the way Tzuyu is whimpering beneath you is any indication—this is going to be perfect.
Your fingertips trace delicate patterns along Tzuyu’s spine as you hover over her, your bodies connected only by the heated anticipation between you. She shivers beneath your touch, her back arching ever so slightly—a silent plea for more. You lean down, pressing a tender kiss to the curve of her shoulder, your lips whispering against her skin: "You’re doing so well, hun… so perfect for me." Your voice is barely above a murmur, warm and thick with affection.
Tzuyu turns her head just enough to catch your lips in a slow, achingly sweet kiss, her lashes fluttering as she sighs into it. When she pulls back, her lips are glossy and slightly parted, her breath coming in soft, uneven puffs. "Y/N…" Her voice is small, vulnerable—so unlike her usual composed tone. It makes your chest tighten. "Will you… keep talking to me? Like this? It—ah—it helps." You nuzzle into the crook of her neck, your hands roaming her sides in slow, soothing strokes. "Of course," you promise, your lips brushing her pulse point. "Every second. I’ve got you."
You shift slightly, lining your cock up with her slicked entrance, your tip pressing just enough to make her tense for a fleeting moment. Instantly, you still, your hands returning to her hips in a grounding grip. "Breathe, Tzuyu," you remind her, your thumbs rubbing gentle circles into her skin. "In… and out. Just like that." She obeys, her body gradually relaxing beneath yours as you push forward—inch by agonizing inch. The heat of her is overwhelming, her walls hugging you in a vice-like grip, so tight it feels like her body is trying to fuse around you. A choked whimper slips from her lips, her fingers clawing at the carpet beneath her. You freeze. "Too much?" She shakes her head frantically, her voice shaky but determined. "N-no… j-just… full." She pants, her hips pressing back just slightly—enough to make you groan. "D-don’t stop."
You exhale a shuddering breath, your forehead dropping between her shoulder blades as you resume your slow, painstaking thrust deeper. Every movement is measured, careful, your cock sheathed in slick warmth as her body reluctantly yields to yours. When you’re finally fully seated, buried to the hilt, you both pause—breathing heavily, trembling against each other. Tzuyu’s fingers unclench from the carpet, her hand blindly reaching back to grasp at your thigh. "O-oh my god," she whimpers, her voice wrecked. "I-I can feel you… everywhere." You press a kiss to the damp skin between her shoulder blades, your hands roaming her body in slow, worshipful strokes. "You’re amazing," you murmur against her skin. "Taking me so good, so perfectly…"
She whines at your praise, her walls fluttering around you in a way that makes your vision blur. You grind deeper experimentally, earning a sharp gasp from her—but before you can pull back, she pushes against you, her hips rocking back in a silent plea for more. You chuckle, breathless, your lips curling into a smile against her back. "Greedy, huh?" you tease, your hands gripping her waist as you finally—finally—begin to move. And when she moans, loud and filthy, her body arching beneath yours, you know— You’re both ruined for anything else.
Tzuyu's ass is a work of art—high, round, and perfectly sculpted, the kind that makes your mouth water just looking at it. The soft globes are still faintly pink from your earlier spanking, the skin warm under your palms as you grip her hips. Her asshole is a tight, fluttering ring of muscle, clenching and unclenching nervously around the thick head of your cock. The strawberry lube glistens around her rim, making the stretched skin shine under the studio lights.
You move with agonizing slowness, letting her body adjust to the overwhelming stretch. Every inch you push in feels like a victory—her muscles resisting at first, then reluctantly yielding to your girth. Her breath comes in shaky gasps, her fingers twisting into the carpet as she tries to relax. "S-so big," she whimpers, her voice trembling. "F-feels like you're splitting me—"
You pause when you're halfway in, your cock throbbing inside her impossibly tight heat. Leaning over her, you press a kiss to the small of her back, your hands soothing up her sides. "Breathe, Tzuyu-yah," you murmur against her skin. "Just relax… you're doing so good." She nods, exhaling shakily as her body slowly loosens around you. You resume your slow push forward, watching with rapt attention as her ass swallows more of your length. The way her rim stretches around you is obscene—her pink flesh clinging to your shaft like it never wants to let go.
When you're finally fully sheathed inside her, you both freeze, panting. Tzuyu's whole body is trembling, her back arched beautifully as she adjusts to the overwhelming fullness. "O-oh god," she whines, her voice breaking. "I-I can feel you everywhere—" You groan, your fingers digging into her hips as you fight the urge to move. "Fuck, you're perfect," you grit out. "So tight… like you were made for me." She whimpers at your words, her walls fluttering around you in a way that makes your vision blur. You pull back just an inch before sliding back in, setting a slow, deep rhythm that has her moaning into the carpet. And as her body finally accepts you, her moans turn from pained to pleasured—her ass squeezing you just right with every thrust. She was made for this. Made for you.
Tzuyu's breath comes in shallow, uneven gasps as she arches her back further, presenting her perfect ass to you in the most obscene invitation. The strawberry lube glistens around her stretched rim, her hole still fluttering from the initial penetration.
She glances back over her shoulder, her dark eyes hooded with lust, lips swollen from biting back moans. "Y/N…" Her voice is a breathy whisper, raw with need. "Start slow… but don’t be too gentle. I want to feel you—all of you " Her words send a jolt of heat straight to your cock, already buried to the hilt inside her tight heat. You lean over her, pressing your chest to her back as your lips find the shell of her ear. "Tell me if it’s too much," you murmur, your hands sliding down to grip her hips. "I’ll stop the second you need me to." She nods, her fingers twisting into the carpet beneath her as you finally—finally—begin to move.
You pull out almost completely, watching with rapt attention as her asshole clenches around nothing, trying to keep you inside. Then, with deliberate slowness, you push back in, your cock sinking into her tight heat inch by torturous inch. Tzuyu whimpers, her back arching as her body struggles to adjust to the stretch all over again. "F-fuck—" she gasps, her voice trembling. "S-so deep—" You groan, your fingers digging into her hips as you bottom out, your pelvis flush against her ass. The way her walls grip you is unreal—like her body was made to take you like this.
You pause, letting her adjust, your thumb rubbing soothing circles into her hipbone. "You’re doing so good, love" you praise, your voice rough with restraint. "Taking me so well…" She shudders at your words, her hole fluttering around you in a way that makes your vision blur.
Encouraged, you pull back again, this time setting a slow, steady rhythm—each thrust deep and measured, each withdrawal just enough to make her whine in protest. Tzuyu’s moans grow louder, her body gradually relaxing into the rhythm as pleasure begins to outweigh the initial discomfort. Her ass bounces slightly with each thrust, the lewd slap of skin on skin filling the studio. The sight is obscene—her perfect cheeks jiggling, her hole stretched wide around your cock, the lube making every movement slick and effortless.
After a few minutes of this agonizingly slow pace, Tzuyu pushes back against you, her voice a desperate whine. "Y/N—please—" Her fingers claw at the carpet, her hips rocking back to meet your thrusts. "I-I can take more… harder—" You groan, your grip on her hips tightening as you oblige, your thrusts growing faster, harder. The force of your movements sends her sprawling forward, her chest pressing into the carpet as you pound into her from behind. Her moans turn shrill, her walls clenching around you like a vice as pleasure overwhelms her. "O-oh god—!" she sobs, her voice breaking. "I-It’s—ahh~!—s-so good—!"
You lean over her, your chest pressing against her back as your lips find her ear. "You love this, don’t you?" you whisper, your voice thick with lust. "Love getting your tight little ass fucked like this?" Her answering wail is filthy, her body quivering beneath yours as you ruin her. And when your hand slides around to her front, your fingers finding her dripping pussy, she screams, her orgasm crashing over her with brutal intensity.
But you don’t stop—not when she’s begging for more, not when her body is milking you so perfectly. No, you’re just getting started.
Tzuyu's body arches beautifully beneath you, her flushed skin glistening under the studio lights as she takes every deep, rough thrust—her tight hole gripping you just right as she whimpers into the carpet. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, mingling with her desperate moans. Her fingers scramble for purchase, nails digging into the plush fibers as she pushes back against you, "M-more—ahh~!—p-please, more—"
But despite the ferocity of your movements, your hands remain tender—one gripping her hip possessively, the other stroking down her spine in soothing, worshipful caresses. When her moans pitch higher, her body tensing as she nears another overwhelming climax, you suddenly slow—just enough to give her a moment to breathe. "Shh, I've got you," you murmur, pressing a kiss to the curve of her shoulder. "You're doing so good, baby—taking me perfectly." She whines, her hips squirming impatiently beneath you. "N-no—don't stop—!"
You smirk, leaning back just enough to admire the rosy blush already coloring her ass from earlier—but it’s not enough. Not when she’s begging so prettily. Your hand lifts, hovering just above her heated skin. "You want more?" you tease, your voice thick with affection. "Then tell me where." Her breath hitches, her body trembling as she glances back at you with wild eyes. "M-my… a-ass," she stammers, her cheeks flushing darker. "P-please…?" Your palm comes down in a sharp, stinging smack—just hard enough to make her jolt, her walls clenching around you in a way that has you groaning. She yelps, her back arching, but then— "A-ah! Again—!"
You comply, your strikes alternating between cheeks, each one landing with a crisp sound that echoes in the studio. Tzuyu’s moans grow louder, needier, her body rocking back to meet your thrusts as her skin turns a delicious shade of red. Yet, even as you mark her, your touches remain reassuring—your free hand rubbing circles into her lower back, your lips pressing apologetic kisses to every spot you strike. "That’s it," you praise, your voice a heated murmur against her skin. "Taking my cock and my hand like a good girl." She sobs at your words, her hips grinding down as another orgasm rips through her—her ass fluttering around you in rhythmic pulses. You groan, your thrusts turning erratic as her tight heat threatens to undo you, but you hold back, refusing to spill just yet.
Tzuyu whimpers softly as you guide her onto her stomach, her body stretching out in a straight line along the plush studio carpet. Her fingers curl into the fibers, gripping tightly as she presses her flushed cheek against the soft material, her breath coming in shallow pants. The curve of her back is a smooth, elegant slope, her ass still beautifully reddened from your earlier attention—just begging to be marked even more. "L-like this?" she murmurs, her voice trembling slightly as she glances back at you over her shoulder. Her dark eyes are wide, pupils blown with lust, her lips parted as she waits for your next move. You nod, running a soothing hand down her spine before settling over her, your chest pressing against her back as you line your cock up with her slick, stretched hole. "Perfect," you murmur, your lips brushing the shell of her ear
The angle is unreal. With her legs together beneath you and her hips slightly raised, her ass swallows you whole, her walls clenching around you in a way that makes your vision blur. You sink in slowly, savoring every inch of her tight heat, your hands gripping her waist to keep her steady. "O-oh fuck—" Tzuyu gasps, her fingers scrambling against the carpet as she struggles to adjust. "Y-You’re—ahh~!—s-so deep—" You groan, your forehead dropping between her shoulder blades as you bottom out, your hips flush against her ass. The sensation is overwhelming—her body hugging you in a way that feels made for this position. You stay like that for a moment, letting her adjust, your lips pressing soft, reassuring kisses along her spine.
"Breathe, Tzu, " you murmur, your voice rough with restraint. "Just relax… you’re taking me so well." She nods, her body gradually loosening beneath yours, and when you finally move, it’s with a slow, deep roll of your hips—pulling out almost completely before sinking back in with leisurely precision. Tzuyu whimpers, her back arching as the new angle hits her in ways she’s never felt before. "Y/N—ahh~!" she sobs, her voice breaking. "I-It’s—different—!" You smirk against her skin, your hands sliding up to pin her wrists gently against the carpet as you pick up the pace—your thrusts growing faster, harder, each one driving you deeper than before.
The slap of skin on skin is obscene, her ass jiggling with every brutal snap of your hips. Tzuyu's body trembles beneath you, her fingers twisting into the carpet as your thrusts grow deeper, more relentless. The angle of the prone bone position allows you to reach unimaginable depths, each snap of your hips drawing out broken, breathy moans from her lips. Her skin is slick with sweat, her back arching beautifully as she takes every inch of you, her tight hole fluttering around your cock in desperate pulses.
"Y-Y/N—ahh~!" she sobs, her voice cracking as another wave of pleasure crashes over her. Her thighs quiver, her body tensing—and then, with a sharp cry, she squirts again, her release soaking the carpet beneath her as her walls clench around you in rhythmic spasms. You slow your movements, your hands immediately soothing over her heated skin, rubbing gentle circles into her hips as she gasps for air. "Shh, it's okay," you murmur, your voice soft, tender. "You're doing so good, baby. Just breathe for me." She nods weakly, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm.
You press a kiss to the nape of her neck, your lips lingering against her damp skin as you give her a moment to recover. When her breathing steadies, you lean back slightly, your cock still buried inside her, and brush her hair away from her face. "Where do you want me to finish, Tzuyu?" you ask, your thumb tracing the curve of her cheek. "Tell me, and I'll give you exactly what you want." She turns her head just enough to meet your gaze, her dark eyes hazy with pleasure but still so trusting. A shy smile tugs at her swollen lips as she whispers, "On my back… please? I-I want to feel it… see it." Then, with a playful glint in her eyes, she adds, "And later… you can breed my ass properly."
A pause occured on you at her word. That's hot
Your heart swells at her words—not just because of the filthiness of them, but because of the trust behind them. You press another kiss to her shoulder, your voice warm as you murmur, "Anything for you." You pull out slowly, your cock glistening with lube and her arousal, and guide her onto her back. She goes willingly, her body pliant beneath your touch as you settle between her thighs. Her skin is flushed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she watches you with hungry eyes.
You stroke yourself lazily, your thumb swiping over the head of your cock as you admire the mess you’ve made of her—her ass still red from your spanks, her thighs sticky with her own release. When your orgasm finally hits, you groan, your release painting thick, hot stripes across her stomach and chest. Tzuyu gasps, her fingers trailing through the mess with a look of awe. "So warm…" she murmurs, her voice breathless. You collapse beside her, pulling her into your arms as you both catch your breath.
Your fingers trace idle patterns along her spine, your lips pressing gentle kisses to her forehead. "You were amazing," you whisper, your voice full of affection. "So perfect for me." She nuzzles into your chest, her body still humming with pleasure as she sighs contentedly. "Mmm… next time, breed me like you promised?" You chuckle, your arms tightening around her. "Whenever you want"
The studio air still hummed with the heat of your earlier passion, the scent of sweat and sex clinging to your skin as you both caught your breath. Tzuyu lay half-draped across your chest, her fingers tracing idle patterns through the thin sheen of sweat on your collarbone. The quiet between you was comfortable, intimate—the kind that only exists when two bodies have learned each other so thoroughly that words become unnecessary.
But then her fingers trailed lower, her nails scraping lightly over your abdomen before wrapping around your half-hard cock with a playful squeeze. You groaned, your hips jerking instinctively as her thumb swiped over the sensitive head, still slick with lube and her own arousal. "Tzuyu—" you warned, but your voice lacked any real protest. She knew it too, her lips curling into that mischievous smile that always meant trouble.
"What?" she murmured, her voice dripping with faux innocence as she stroked you slowly, her touch feather-light. "I thought you were done." You caught her wrist gently, your fingers circling the delicate bones as you pulled her hand away—but not before your body betrayed you, your cock twitching in her grip. She giggled, the sound bright and infuriatingly pleased with herself. "You’re impossible," you muttered, but the fondness in your voice gave you away. She knew exactly what she was doing—knew how easily she could unravel you with just a look, a touch. And God help you, you loved it.
You sat up, pulling her with you, your hands settling on her hips as you guided her to her feet. She went willingly, her body pliant beneath your touch, but there was a glint in her eyes now—a challenge. She wanted to see how far she could push you before you snapped. And you were more than happy to oblige. The couch was still a mess—crumpled fabric damp with sweat and lube, the armrests bearing the faint imprints of her nails from earlier. You guided her toward it, your hands sliding up her back as you bent her over, her palms flattening against the leather. The position arched her back beautifully, her ass on full display—still red from your earlier attention, her hole slightly puffy from how thoroughly you’d fucked her.
You stepped closer, your cock sliding between her thighs, the heat of her skin maddening even before you lined yourself up. the head of your cock brushed against her entrance, her body remembering the stretch, the fullness. "Y-Y/N—" she gasped, her fingers tightening on the armrest. "I-It’s—" You leaned over her, your chest pressing against her back as your lips found her ear. "It’s what, baby?" you murmured, your voice low, teasing. "Too much? Or not enough?" She shuddered, her hips rocking back impatiently—her answer clear. You chuckled, your hands gripping her waist as you pushed forward, your cock sinking into her with agonizing slowness. The angle was different this time—deeper, tighter, her walls clenching around you in a way that made your vision blur.
Tzuyu cried out, her back arching as she took you, her body yielding perfectly to yours. You paused when you were fully sheathed, giving her a moment to adjust, your thumbs rubbing soothing circles into her hips. "Breathe," you reminded her, your voice soft despite the fire burning in your veins. "Just like that… good girl." She nodded, her exhale shaky as she relaxed beneath you.
Only then did you move—pulling out almost completely before thrusting back in with a deep, measured stroke. Tzuyu moaned, her fingers scrambling for purchase on the couch as you set a relentless pace, each snap of your hips driving you deeper than before. The sound alone was enough to undo you—the slap of skin on skin, the squelch of lube and her own arousal as you fucked her, the broken little whimpers spilling from her lips with every thrust.
And the sight—God, the sight. Her ass jiggled with every impact, the reddened skin clapping against your thighs as you pounded into her. Her back was a perfect, elegant curve, her shoulder blades shifting beneath smooth, sweat-slicked skin as she arched into your touch. And when you reached around to cup her breast, her nipple pebbling against your palm, she sobbed, her walls fluttering around you in a way that made your knees weak.
You groaned, your forehead dropping to her shoulder as you fought for control. She was ruining you—wrecking you—and she knew it. "Y-Y/N—ahh~!" she cried, her voice breaking as you hit just the right spot. "I-I’m gonna—please—" You knew what she was asking for—knew she was close again. But you slowed, your thrusts turning shallow, teasing, just to hear her beg. "What do you want, Tzuyu-yah?" you murmured, your lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Tell me." She whined, her hips rocking back desperately, trying to chase her release. "F-fuck me harder—please—"
You obliged, your hands tightening on her hips as you snapped forward, your cock pounding into her with brutal precision. Tzuyu screamed, her body locking around you as she came, her orgasm ripping through her with violent intensity. And when you followed her over the edge, your release spilling deep inside her, she collapsed against the couch, her body trembling from the aftershocks.
You caught her before she could slide to the floor, your arms wrapping around her waist as you pulled her close, her back pressed to your chest. She melted into you, her head lolling against your shoulder as you pressed kisses to her damp skin. "You okay?" you murmured, your voice rough but gentle. She nodded, her fingers tangling with yours as she brought your hand to her lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. "Mmm… better than okay."
Tzuyu's fingers still traced lazy circles on your chest, her touch feather-light and teasing. The way her lips curled into that mischievous smirk—so unlike her usual composed, elegant self—made your breath catch. She was playful, bold, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of challenge and amusement as she watched your reaction.
"What?" she murmured, her voice dripping with faux innocence as she dragged her nails down your stomach, stopping just above where your cock lay half-hard against your thigh. "You look surprised." You exhaled a laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. "I just…" Your fingers brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear as you studied her—the flush on her cheeks, the way her lips were still slightly swollen from earlier. "I didn’t know you could be this naughty."
For a second, her smirk faltered. Your words—spoken with such open admiration—seemed to catch her off guard. The teasing glint in her eyes flickered, replaced by something softer, shyer. Her fingers stilled against your skin, and suddenly, she wasn’t the bold, demanding vixen from moments ago. She was Tzuyu again—the Tzuyu who got flustered when complimented too directly, the Tzuyu who hid her face in her hands when the members teased her.
Her gaze dropped, her lashes fluttering as she bit her lower lip. "I…" She hesitated, her voice suddenly small. "I didn’t mean to be too much." Your heart squeezed. God, she was adorable. One second, she had you wrapped around her finger, and the next, she was blushing over it. You cupped her cheek, tilting her face up to meet your eyes. "You weren’t," you assured her, your thumb brushing over the apple of her cheek. "I love when you’re like this. When you’re… confident." Her breath hitched, her eyes searching yours—as if she couldn’t quite believe you meant it. Then, slowly, a shy smile tugged at her lips. "…Really?" You grinned, leaning in to press a kiss to the tip of her nose. "Really."
She giggled—a soft, girlish sound—before burying her face in your neck, her arms winding around your waist. You could feel her smile against your skin, the way her body relaxed into yours. And just like that, the moment shifted. The air between you wasn’t charged with lust anymore—just warmth, affection, the kind that made your chest ache. But then her fingers danced lower again, her touch light, testing—and when you groaned, she laughed, the sound bright and triumphant. "…So," she murmured, her lips brushing your ear, "does that mean I can be naughty again?" You groaned, tipping your head back against the couch as her hand wrapped around you, her grip firm, knowing. Yeah. You were doomed.
The moment Tzuyu's hands fisted in your shirt and yanked you upright, you barely had time to process the sudden movement before her legs were wrapping around your waist, her bare thighs squeezing your hips with surprising strength. A startled yelp escaped your lips as you instinctively braced your hands under her ass, her weight settling against you as she clung like a koala—her lips already seeking yours in a messy, impatient kiss.
"Tzuyu—!" you gasped against her mouth, your voice equal parts exasperated and fond. But she just giggled—that breathy, mischievous sound that always meant trouble—and ground her hips down against yours, the slick heat of her already making your cock twitch back to full hardness.
"Carry me," she demanded between kisses, her teeth nipping at your lower lip. "Fuck me like this. Please."
you pushed into her in one smooth, deep stroke. The angle was unreal—her legs spread wide around your hips, her body stretched open as you filled her completely. Tzuyu arched off the wall with a sharp cry, her head falling back as her walls fluttered around you, adjusting to the sudden stretch.
You paused, your forehead dropping to hers as you both caught your breath. Her panting breaths fanned across your lips, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings against her flushed cheeks. Up this close, you could see every tiny freckle dusted across the bridge of her nose, the way her pupils were blown so wide her irises were nearly swallowed by black. She was beautiful—wrecked already, and you'd barely even moved.
"Okay?" you murmured, your thumb brushing over her hipbone in slow, soothing circles.
She nodded frantically, her fingers tightening in your hair. "M-move—please—"
You obliged, pulling out almost completely before snapping your hips forward again, the force of it driving her harder into the wall. Tzuyu yelped, her legs tightening around you as you set a brutal pace, each thrust jolting her higher up the wall. The sound alone was filthy—the wet slap of skin on skin, her gasping moans, the way the wall creaked slightly with every impact.
And the feel—God, the feel of her.
Her walls clenched around you in rhythmic pulses, her body milking you with every inward stroke. Her breasts bounced with each movement, her nipples pebbled and begging for attention. You ducked your head, capturing one in your mouth, your tongue flicking over the stiff peak as she sobbed above you.
"Y-Y/N—! Ahh~!" Her back arched, her thighs trembling around you as her orgasm crept up on her. "I-I'm gonna—hnngh~!"
You groaned around her nipple, your hips stuttering as her walls fluttered around you. But you held back, focusing entirely on her pleasure, on the way her body tightened, on the broken little noises spilling from her lips.
When she came, it was with a scream—her body locking around you, her nails scoring down your back as she shook in your arms. You held her through it, your thrusts turning shallow, gentle, prolonging her pleasure until she was whimpering from overstimulation.
Only then did you still, pressing her firmly against the wall as you both panted, your foreheads resting together.
And as her dazed, sated eyes met yours, you knew—
You'd do anything for her.
Tzuyu's back arched as her palms flattened against the cold surface of the production room table, her fingers scrambling for purchase on the smooth metal edge. The shift in position made her gasp—her legs still locked around your waist, but now her upper body was braced against the table, giving her just enough leverage to rock her hips at her own pace. You could feel the tremors running through her thighs, the way her inner muscles fluttered around your length as she adjusted to the overwhelming fullness. Her breath came in short, uneven pants, her lips parted in a silent 'O' as she experimentally rolled her hips, testing the angle.
"S-slow…" she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyelashes fluttering like delicate butterfly wings against her flushed cheeks. "It's too… ahh~… too much right now…"
You immediately stilled, your hands moving to cradle her hips, your thumbs rubbing soothing circles into the dip of her waist. The way she looked in this moment—her usually pristine hair tousled and sticking to her damp forehead, her lips swollen from kisses, her chest rising and falling rapidly—it made your chest ache with something far deeper than lust. You leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the hollow of her throat, tasting the salt of her sweat on your tongue.
"Take your time," you murmured against her skin, your voice rough with restraint. "However you need me… I'm here."
She exhaled shakily, her fingers flexing against the table as she began to move—tiny, experimental rolls of her hips that gradually grew more confident. The drag of your cock inside her was exquisite, the wet heat of her almost too much to bear. You bit back a groan, your forehead dropping to her shoulder as you let her set the rhythm, your hands remaining gentle but firm on her waist, guiding but never forcing.
The production room around you was silent save for the sound of your mingled breathing and the occasional creak of the table as Tzuyu shifted. The overhead lights cast a soft glow over her skin, highlighting the sheen of sweat along her collarbones, the way her small, perky breasts bounced ever so slightly with each shallow thrust. They were perfect—not overly large, but beautifully shaped, the pink nipples pebbled and begging for attention. You couldn't resist leaning down to capture one in your mouth, your tongue swirling around the stiff peak as Tzuyu moaned, her back arching off the table.
"Y-Y/N—!" Her hands flew to your hair, her fingers tangling in the strands as she pulled, her hips stuttering. "T-that's—ahh~!—too sensitive now…!"
You released her with a soft pop, grinning up at her through your lashes. "But you taste so good," you teased, your voice dripping with affection. "Like honey and salt… perfect."
She whined, her cheeks flushing an even deeper pink at your words, but her hips didn't stop moving—if anything, they grew more desperate, her thighs tightening around your waist as she sought more, deeper.
As much as you wanted to let her take the lead, the feel of her—her tight heat, her trembling thighs, the way her walls clenched around you with every tiny movement—was pushing you dangerously close to the edge. Your fingers dug into her hips, your breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as you fought to hold back.
"Tzuyu…" you warned, your voice strained. "I'm close… so close…"
Her eyes—dark with lust but still so clear, so trusting—met yours, and for a moment, time seemed to stop. Then, with a suddenness that stole your breath, she pushed against your chest, her legs unwrapping from your waist as she slid off your cock and dropped to her knees in front of you. You barely had time to process what was happening before her small, delicate hands were wrapping around your length, her fingers just barely meeting around your girth as she began to stroke—fast, firm, her thumb swiping over the leaking tip with every upward motion.
"Ah-ah," she chided, her voice breathless but playful, her dark eyes glinting up at you through her lashes. "My turn."
Your breath caught as she leaned in, her pink tongue darting out to lick a slow stripe from base to tip, her lips wrapping around the head with a filthy pop. The contrast was staggering—one moment, she was a trembling, oversensitive mess beneath you; the next, she was devouring you with a confidence that made your knees weak. Her free hand cupped your balls, her fingers massaging gently as she took you deeper, her throat fluttering around the tip in a way that had you seeing stars.
You groaned, your fingers tangling in her hair—not to guide her, just to feel, to anchor yourself as she worked you over with single-minded determination. The sight of her like this—Chou Tzuyu, the ethereal visual of TWICE, on her knees for you—was enough to send you spiraling. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue pressing against the sensitive vein on the underside of your cock, her moans vibrating through you like electricity.
And then, just as you were about to lose it, she pulled back, her hand stroking you rapidly as she tilted her face up, her lips parted in invitation.
"Come here," she whispered, her voice hoarse from use.
Your hips jerked involuntarily, your release barreling toward you with unstoppable force., your release coming down across her face in thick, pulsing ropes. The first stripe splashed across her cheekbone, glistening against her flawless skin. The second landed on her chin, dripping down toward her throat. The third—God, the third—painted her lips, her tongue darting out to catch the last drops with a smug little hum.
She looked ruined—her hair mussed, her face glazed with your cum, her eyes dazed but triumphant. And yet, she was still beautiful, still Tzuyu, still the girl who made your heart stutter with just a smile.
Someone really needed to give you the "Luckiest Guy on Earth" title.
"Pretty?" she asked, her voice lighter now, playful.
You choked on a laugh, your fingers trembling as you brushed a stray drop from her chin. "So pretty," you breathed, your voice wrecked. "The prettiest."
She beamed up at you, her nose scrunching in that adorable way it always did when she was happy, and in that moment, you knew—
Word count: 29K | Tags: Smut, Full Orgy, Anything and everything from the previous chapters involving Twice, Fluff, Feelings.
Everyone gets to be the center of attention. Brace yourselves, and enjoy.
After the first successful weekend of their This Is For tour, Twice is invited to meet Seungdae’s lifelong friend. The truth will shake a bit more than their reality, turning it into an unforgettable day for everyone involved.
Friday afternoon.
As pacted, Seungdae spent his day with Tzuyu, doing everything in his power to help her relax. He knew pretty well how stressful the day before a new tour could be. Fortunately, Twice's team had already run all the necessary preparations to give all nine girls a free day before the concert. It was up to him to ensure she arrived at the arena in the best condition possible.
From preparing lunch and dinner for her to doing the dishes and cleaning up after Kaya and Butter, he never let her lift a finger unless it was something she actually wanted to do. Of course, he saved the best for last: a full body massage. More than gladly, he took his time with every part of Tzuyu's body, using the years of practice he had gathered massaging Jieun to give the naked Thighwanese angel the best experience he could provide.
Having his warm hands running through her body in such a meticulous way, relaxed her enough to fall asleep when she was face down on the mattress. Woken up by a tender kiss on her cheek, she slowly turned around for him to focus on the front part of her body. No words needed. No rush in any movement.
Tzuyu felt her heart beating louder. She kept eye contact with him as he went through her neck, arms, breasts, and midriff. He went fully down to massage her feet, then slowly went up to her legs, dedicating all his attention to every part of her until he gently opened her legs to massage her inner thighs and the outer part of her pussy.
"You haven't seen my body at all," she playfully smirked, biting her lower lip.
"I'll have plenty of time to memorize how everything looks," Seungdae affirmed, spreading her folds with his thumbs.
"It feels like you got me all memorized already," she giggled, moaning at the end.
"From day one," he chuckled, getting down to kiss her glistening cunt.
He ate her out, getting drunk on her flavor and hooked on the warmth of her core. Tzuyu melted onto her bed, letting him run his tongue, lips, and fingers on her until her body began shaking thanks to a light orgasm. One brief look at her eyes, and he knew what she wanted. After all, the session could not be complete without their bodies merging into one.
The pace was slow. Every touch was filled with desire for one another. Their goal was not to cum, but rather to enjoy each other's skin and the bliss their bodies felt.
She came first, enveloped in his arms, refusing to let go of him in any way she could. "Please," she begged on his lips.
On command, he flooded her insides, gripping onto her existence and prolonging her climax. Her body contracted, squeezing every drop of his cum until they slowly became aware of their surroundings again.
Panting, they felt a thin layer of sweat across their bodies. The moment they made eye contact again, touching their noses, they laughed.
The last bit of their day: a warm shower. He insisted on washing her hair and body, leaving the rest of the skin-care routine for her, thinking he could mess it up. She insisted he wear a face mask too, to accompany her through the drying process.
"I really, really like spending time with you," Tzuyu murmured to the masked man after he had finished putting a mask on her.
"That makes two of us," he chuckled, controlling his impulse to pull her for another kiss, thinking it would ruin the purpose of the masks.
They cuddled, enjoying the calm, taking the chance to reply to their unread messages.
RJ: Hey, dumbass!
SD: I'll allow it only because it's you… What's up, Ryu?
RJ: Just wondering if you'll be going to the concert this weekend.
SD: Personal invite for both days 😎
RJ: Both?
SD: You're not going?
RJ: Lia unnie is the only member attending. She'll go on the second day.
SD: Damn. I was hoping to see you there at least for a few minutes 🙃
RJ: And I was hoping you were not too important to be invited both days, so you could come to my place 🙄
SD: Ryu, what do you mean?
RJ: Oh, don't get excited. I just want to see a movie or something 😒
SD: Netflix and chill? You?
RJ: Maybe Netflix… That's it, man…
SD: Just checking. Maybe one week after the concert? Next week is going to be… Draining.
RJ: Show off… As long as you tell me everything about it!
SD: Didn't know you were interested in my business.
RJ: Not because of you, but because of who you're doing your business with! 😼
SD: Fair! I'll text you when I have an opening for you.
RJ: Don't say it like that…
Tzuyu noticed his smile brightening even more as he moved to another chat, which meant he was talking with one specific person. "Will you tell me where Jin is going to be sitting?"
The members had offered another ticket to Seungdae's lifelong friend, but he declined, since Jieun had already received her ticket from Nayeon and Jihyo.
He laughed. "Not a chance! She says you'll do great, though. 'There is not a single aspect where she hasn't improved since the last time I saw her perform,' she says."
Tzuyu pouted. "She's just being kind. What if I mess up right in front of her?"
"She doesn't joke on that, and you won't! And even if you do, she won't mind. She knows how some stuff can go wrong sometimes, particularly on the first concert of a tour."
"Is it okay if you go backstage after the concert? We'll be dying to know what you think of the whole thing."
"I'll be more than happy to see you all together." His words were true, although he omitted the fact that Nayeon had asked her to go backstage as well. The rest of the night went smoothly. After removing their masks and washing their faces, they fell asleep quickly.
Saturday.
Their morning went by quickly until he drove Tzuyu to the arena. He was used to the extra hours of waiting in his car for the concert to start, sometimes considering it part of his payment to the universe for having Jieun and, now, Twice in his life.
A little before it started, he decided to go to his seat. Despite his concert experience, the guidance for the balcony seats still felt awkward to him. At least until he saw Jieun's silhouette alongside her manager.
"I still can't believe we're both here," he whispered behind her, making her chuckle. Given the occasional shots fans took, they kept their distance and interactions subtle.
This continued throughout the concert, peeking at each other in reaction to how they had adapted their choreographies to the new 360-degree stage, or whenever Tzuyu did something funny. Both were pleasantly surprised by the performance, but kept themselves in check to avoid drawing attention from the fans.
When it finished, Seungdae realized her manager was nowhere to be found. The staff asked the people on the balcony who would go down to meet the members, to which Seungdae and Jieun raised their hands, along with a few others. With no rush, they stayed behind everyone else.
Halfway through, her manager appeared, carrying a box. Smiling, Jieun thanked him and told him he was free to go if he wanted. He took the offer, handing the box to Seungdae and giving him a soft punch on the shoulder before the man walked away.
"How much does he know?"
"I had to explain your little side gig to him when he took me home after your night with MiChaeng," she giggled as quietly as possible. Just in case anyone could hear, they changed the subject to the concert they had just witnessed.
When it was their turn to meet Twice, a staff member asked Jieun, the easily recognizable celebrity, if it was okay for him to go with her. Laughing, she nodded, and they walked into their dressing room together.
Everybody screamed in joy at the sight of IU, and then gasped in surprise to see Seungdae, the man all nine of them had already slept with, walking in with a complicit smile. Jieun quickly diverted their attention back to her, clapping in the air to congratulate them for the show as she walked in to hug them all one by one. Subtubly, Mina pursed her lips at him in sign of approval, causing him to giggle as he greeted the other members.
"Yah! How did you get her to talk to you?" Jihyo whispered to him after he left the box on a coffee table.
"He could not even talk to us when we first saw him, and now he enters laughing with IU seumbenim!" Jeongyeon scoffed, still trying to comprehend how he did that.
"Her manager had to leave. I just offered to carry the box for her," he replied, moved by Tzuyu's cute expression and waiting for the inevitable.
"Unnie, do you know him?" Nayeon asked Jieun directly. Before she could reply, the oldest member took her subtle shaking of the head as a full response. "Look, I know you have a boyfriend and all that, but he's been servicing us for the last few months," she explained in a terrible attempt to whisper.
"Really? He doesn't look like a server," Jieun replied, furrowing her eyebrows, scanning him.
"If you ever feel like spicing things up, he's amazing!" She added with an enthusiastic thumbs-up, making her laugh.
"Now, that's a really good wingman," Dahyun chuckled, noticing the increasingly red shade on the man's face.
"Or a terrible one," Sana giggled.
"It all depends on what she thinks," he played along, ogling directly at Jieun.
"Seungdae, right?" IU asked, loud enough for everyone to hear.
"At your service… If you want." Everyone gasped, amazed by his confidence.
"Did we make him that cocky?" Mina scoffed, scanning the other members, playing along as if she didn't know their real connection. Seungdae smirked at her.
"He already was. He just pretends not to be," Momo smirked, watching next to Chaeyoung and Tzuyu.
"I mean, he has plenty of reasons to be," the short woman murmured, hiding her face but not her voice.
"Does he really?" IU walked closer to him, almost ogling at him.
"Way more than you can imagine," Tzuyu stated sweetly, drawing everyone's attention as she walked towards him until she hugged his arm. "He's gifted in many, many ways," she purred, getting closer to his face until she kissed him, shocking her small audience. "Sunbaenim, I promise you you won't regret him one bit!"
"Oh, my…" Jieun chuckled with her hand in her heart. "When did you become this bold?"
Blushing, Tzuyu tried to hide behind Seungdae. "It's just that he's too good!" She pouted, making them laugh
"Anyhow…" He diverted the conversation back into IU's box and the presents she had brought for them: a series of keychains with small plushies on them and a handwritten letter, praising them for their career and their warmth towards her, wishing them even greater success, and emphasizing she's always open for them to talk.
They all melted when Mina read the letter out loud, causing IU to redden. "I have to leave now. You were amazing. You are amazing!" Jieun said to the group. "I may consider you for something," she grinned, biting her lower lip as she devoured him with her eyes before waving goodbye to everyone.
Seungdae sighed, placing his hand on his heart as soon as his, unknowingly to them, girlfriend stepped out. As much as they had been sleeping together literally from the start of their sexual lives, she still had that talent to make him feel butterflies. "You kissed me in front of IU to promote selling me to her?" He laughed, pulling Tzuyu for another kiss, which she welcomed.
"I thought that would show how much we like you," she replied, pursing her lips shyly and looking up to him.
"That sure left an impression on her," Jihyo scoffed, nodding as she patted Tzuyu's bum.
"I also have a surprise of sorts for you all," he announced, getting everyone's attention. "Jin wants to meet you all." Most of them showed their surprise. "This Wednesday." His words were confident, non-negotiable.
Eyes turned to Jihyo, looking for her approval and checking on Tzuyu. The leader's closed-eye nod confirmed she had already made the arrangements, while the maknae's wide smile made it clear she already knew about the plan and was excited about it. That made Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Sana sigh in relief.
Shortly after, everyone, including Manager Unnie, went to Jihyo's place for dinner. The girls were starving after the three-hour-long performance. They asked him for his feedback on what he had seen, and he shared it, serious at times, praising their solos and subunits and joking when he had nothing to add other than his lustful thoughts. "I had never been so envious of a ball before, fuck!" He exclaimed, gawking at Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, and Mina.
Seungdae and Manager Unnie organized themselves to take a few members back to their places. Nayeon and Jeongyeon spent the night at Jihyo's apartment. Non-surprisingly, they had a set of pajamas there. By the end of the night, Tzuyu asked him if he would help her shower, which, of course, ended up with them making love until they fell asleep.
Sunday.
With most things in place, the day went more smoothly. Jieun could not attend because she had a ticket to D.O.'s concert. Before the Twice concert began, Seungdae had a quick conversation with Lia, who said her ticket was a birthday present from Nayeon, prompting him to congratulate her in advance. Shyly, she suggested he could give her a different kind of present, but she would contact him when needed.
He felt starstruck after that. By the time he noticed, he saw a few members from Senventeen, along with Miyeon, Haewon, Sullyoon, Bae, Winter, Ningning, and Giselle, all sitting nearby. He kept a low profile during the show, not wanting to push his luck any further. 'I'd rather save some of it for Wednesday,' he thought, enjoying their beauty from afar, and focusing on the concert.
Inevitably, he waved goodbye to Lia when it finished, drawing a bit of attention from the other idols. Brushing off any anxiety that might have lingered, he walked the now-familiar path backstage, giving his identity so he could get in and meet the group again. While he waited for them to finish greeting their friends, a short girl with bangs, wearing an oversized plaid shirt, walked by him, scanning him from head to toe. Her natural plump lips caught his attention, even more so after she giggled before continuing her path. "Fuck, was that Gahyun. Did she laugh at me?" He let out, confused, before Momo called him in.
Amid jokes, laughter, and a few hugs from members, they repeated their ritual. This time, they let their exhaustion show as soon as they arrived at Jihyo's place. Manager Unnie explained to him that, even in the best mood, they let their guard down if they could get a full night's rest after the concert. That meant nine women waiting to be pampered, at risk of falling asleep if left unsupervised.
Despite how much he wanted to stay with them, he had to get back to Jin's place. With how busy she was that very week, she needed all the help she could get, including having both her men at home for the next couple of days.
Jongsuk proved his self-control, considering Seungdae and Jieun wanted to save their energy for 'the big reveal,' which for him meant no sex of any kind despite sleeping on the same bed with her and his friend. He understood. There was no way a man could endure all that might happen on Wednesday, and she needed to rest as much as possible.
Monday.
For her, it consisted of sleeping as late as she could and enjoying the company of her boyfriends, even though one of them had his face stuck to his computer for half the day because of work. Her job, however, required an all-nighter on set, which ended at five in the morning. By the time she returned home, the sun had already come out.
Tuesday.
Her room had never been such a dark place at noon, but she needed to turn it into a dark cave to sleep as much as she could before surprising Bogum in his show. "He must be crazy if he thinks I'll only send him a video message," she chuckled devilishly before heading to her stylist to see her friend.
Finally, Wednesday was there.
Seungdae and Jieun drove to what will become her new home. While a few personal items were still missing, the house was ready, primarily the first floor, where they would spend most of their time. Nervous, he got Jihyo's confirmation that they were on their way. He kissed Jieun and got ready.
Twice arrived in two cars: Jihyo's and Jeongyeon's. They were all using comfortable outfits that reflected a bit of their personalities. The fact that Tzuyu wore a loose black dress and smiled widely when she saw him proved how confident she was in herself and their situationship.
"Is this really where Jin lives?" Nayeon asked, eyes wide open, just as her mouth.
"Will live," he clarified, guiding them through the entrance. "I've been helping her move some stuff around, but with her schedules lately, I'm not sure when we'll finish," he chuckled, watching them awe at the way natural light entered the whole place as they changed their footwear to slippers.
With everyone ready, standing in the large living room with two large L-shaped sofas that might as well be beds, he sighed, knowing what they were all waiting for: Jin, his lifelong friend.
Seungdae took a deep breath. "This is it," he murmured to himself. "Jin, you can get down now," he said out loud with his eyes closed. He opened them as soon as he heard her steps coming down the stairs behind him. All the members, except Mina, were expectant, but the short-haired girl covered her mouth to hide her smile. Just like him, she was more focused on their reaction.
"No way," Jeongyeon whispered.
"What?" Nayeon, Jihyo, and Chaeyoung exclaimed at the same time.
"This bastard," Momo let out, shaking her head with a wide grin.
Tzuyu blushed, and her eyes widened at the sight of Jieun walking towards Seungdae. Dahyun and Sana were equally shocked, but they, along with Nayeon, quickly turned to see the maknae's reaction.
"Yeah… Uhmm… She's Jin… My girlfriend." Seungdae stated, generating another wave of gasps among them.
"Hi," Jieun greeted them awkwardly, fingers intertwining with Seungdae as they held hands.
Nayeon laughed loudly. "You really know how to make a good joke!" Everyone went silent. She looked at the couple, half smiling at her. "No, you have a boyfriend. Jongsuk!"
Jieun chuckled coyly. "Two, actually. Seungdae and I just made it official a couple of weeks ago." Her tone was cautious. Everyone turned back to Tzuyu. She was still mute, but a light smile shaped on the corner of her mouth.
"I owe you all an explanation, I guess," Seungdae exclaimed, unaccustomed to being the focus.
The couple guided them all to sit in the living room, where they took a sturdy armchair to take center stage. Taking turns, they explained how Jieun had gotten the tickets for that Coldplay concert and the arrangement they had at the time. Jieun explained that she felt no right to stop him from signing his contract as a server, given that he had been by her side through years of tributing and other deals with brands. Seungdae also explained his friendship with Jongsuk and how he's been supportive of his relationship with Jieun almost from the start.
Little by little, all the pieces fell into place until the conversation turned to his situationship with Tzuyu.
"Sunbaenim, I'm really, really sorry," the maknae interjected their explanation with a worried expression, making the couple smile kindly at her.
Before Seungdae could say anything, Jieun was already kneeling to meet Tzuyu's eyes. "Don't be! Save for my name, he has told you everything about us, hasn't he?" She held her hands firmly. The maknae pursed her lips and nodded. "He's had my blessing to see you from the beginning, especially after you two stopped doing paperwork for those nights," she winked at her, feeling everyone's eyes on them. "It's fine," she reassured her, patting her leg and standing up when Tzuyu smiled lightly.
"I won't lie," the soloist chuckled, getting back to her place next to her boyfriend. "This has forced me to grow more confident in myself, and without you girls, who knows when this big dummy would have gathered the courage to ask me to be his girlfriend. So thank you all!"
The group giggled, still digesting it all and unsure of what to do next. Luckily, Jieun kept going.
"Now I laugh, but there was a point where I got a bit jealous." Every set of eyes turned to see the couple. "I had him only for me for years, and suddenly, he started sleeping with women who might as well be goddesses!" She crossed her arms, watching them blush. "He even met me on my birthday with his dick still tasting like one of you!"
"He really doesn't think sometimes," Sana chuckled, shaking her head.
Seungdae flushed, turning to see Jieun's cheeky smirk, then witnessing Tzuyu put two and two together.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know!" The maknae shouted, startling everyone as they judged Seungdae.
"You have nothing to apologize for. That one's all on me," he voiced, biting his lower lip in frustration, but knowing where his girlfriend was taking the conversation to.
"He's right, sweetie. Plus, you tasted so good on him," Jieun grinned, making them all turn to see Tzuyu shrinking on the sofa. "But also…" She stood up and walked behind Seungdae, resting her small hands on his head. "Let's not pretend he hasn't fucked everyone in this room already."
Her words made half the Twice members stare at Jeongyeon, who just nodded with her lips pursed. Only Nayeon, Jihyo, and Tzuyu knew about their night together.
Jieun giggled. "And I'm guilty of fantasizing about a few things you've done with him. Especially after watching some of your videos, and tasting a bit of Tzuyu," she removed her button-up and let it fall behind her before hugging him from behind. "It's only fair if I make things even, don't you think?" She asked them, kissing his neck.
Sana gawked at Tzuyu, biting her lips; her eyes were fixed on Jieun's mouth. Then she looked at Dahyun, who was frozen on the couch. "Do you want to leave?" She whispered sweetly. The pale woman shook her head and held on to Sana's hand. The Japanese girl smiled and glanced at the other members. They were all too stunned to speak, but also focused on the couple. "Can we really see?" She asked, hugging Dahyun from behind.
"I was hoping you'd do more than that today." Jieun giggled, walking in front of Seungdae. "But I'll lead by example." Facing them, she took off her blouse, letting them see her firm tits and hard nipples. Biting her lip, she unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall before kicking them away, giving them a few seconds to admire her naked body.
"She's truly perfect," Dahyun whispered, making Jeongyeon nod.
Playfully, Chaeyoung closed Mina's mouth, making the ones nearby giggle. By then, Nayeon, MiChaeng, and Tzuyu were leaning forward unconsciously.
Jieun turned to see her boyfriend, still dressed, but with a visible erection that ran through his right leg. "Take your queen."
He stood up, quickly removing his t-shirt before grabbing her by the waist to kiss her as she took off his pants and underwear to release his cock. As they had planned, he carried her while they kissed, spreading her ass for the group to see her holes. She hugged him with her legs, holding his face with both hands.
Peeking at the girls, he chuckled as they tried to take a better look at her pink slit. After a few seconds of wet kissing, he sat on the armchair. "Ready, love?"
Jieun giggled, fixing her legs to straddle him, spreading her ass for them to witness as she impaled herself on his manhood, allowing her cunt to engulf it completely as she moaned loudly. "Always ready for you," she grunted, pulling him for a lustful kiss.
The members admired their beloved sunbaenim's pussy stretching to take Seungdae's length and girth in a single movement. Her whimpers soared free, echoing between the walls.
"She even moans in tune," Mina whispered, not bothered by Nayeon's hand on her thigh.
"Still holding back?" Jieun murmured in their kiss, feeling his controlled breathing against her skin.
"I only got that many shots," he giggled, grabbing her ass.
"I'll handle it, but your first load is mine," she grinned, biting his lip. "Spin me."
He did so smoothly, carrying her weight fully as he turned her around with his dick buried in her cunt.
Both grunted in pleasure. The curvature of his cock forced her insides to adapt to him until she sat on his shaft. Despite her mental preparation and the endless times she had been the center of attention, having the eyes of Twice fully focused on her made her feel exposed. The feeling increased when his right hand took her breast, and his left hand choked her softly, forcing her to face them all.
She knew they loved her and admired her, but now they were all thirsting for her. Jieun's eyes wandered among the members, people she respected and looked up to, even though they were all younger than she was. She could feel their lust growing, mainly when her eyes met with Momo, Nayeon, Tzuyu, and Sana, all of whom stared at her without hiding their desire.
Seungdae, however, could only see half of the members due to Jieun's head. Jeongyeon and Dahyun's eyes were fixed on his girlfriend's pussy, adapting to his dick. 'Can't blame them, her cunt's hypnotic,' he thought. Despite his attempt to see Momo, Chaeyoung, and Mina, he could only catch glimpses of them enjoying the show. Nayeon and Sana were scanning their sunbae's body. But his focus was on Tzuyu.
"Are you okay?" He mouthed at her when their eyes met.
"More than okay," she replied silently with a chuckle.
"You sure?" He needed to confirm it.
"Very sure!" She nodded enthusiastically.
He saw her swaying her hips in very small circles against her seat. The only reason she was not masturbating already was likely because no one else was doing it. However, that was probably because, aside from Tzuyu and Chaeyoung, everyone had the great idea of wearing pants. That'd be beneficial for him and Jieun.
Without giving it a second thought, he moved his choking hand to her girlfriend's cheeks, forcing her to bend until their lips met again. His right hand slid through her soft tummy and down her hairless cunt until his fingers found her clit. Her sweet, needy moan was the last thing he needed to let go.
Jieun latched onto her boyfriend's mouth, securing herself with her right hand on his scalp and guiding his left hand to her tits, holding onto his wrist as she increasingly rocked her hips harder against his manhood.
No more hiding. Twice bore witness to the side of IU that shall always remain hidden from the public eye, something they may have heard from some of the dancers they shared. She let her hunger for cum guide her, rocking her hips, clenching her walls across his length, looking for her own pleasure, knowing damn well her man knew that was his cue to do what he loved most: fill her womb.
His immediate grunt came accompanied by a quicker rub on her clit, and a harder grip on her boob, one that soon turned into a hard twist to her nipples, releasing a high-pitched whimper. She tugged his hair, and her little fingers dug into his wrist.
In unison, Seungdae and Jieun's hips swayed at an increasingly faster pace. They panted through their kiss, swirling their tongues until his dick twitched inside of her pussy. "Fill me," she whimpered desperately. "I want to feel it."
Their eyes were drawn to Seungdae's balls, moving as he shot his load as deep inside IU as their bodies allowed. He held on to her while they made out until his hips stopped moving.
"I love you so damn much," Jieun sighed amid her troubled breathing.
"I love you, too," he chuckled, kissing her again.
They turned to see the girls. They were all quiet, too focused on them even to try to touch themselves except for Sana, whose hands had slid under Dahyun's white overall to grab her small breasts. The couple giggled, murmured, and with a nod from Seungdae, Jieun turned back to the group.
"Tzuyu," she sighed happily, reaching out to call the maknae.
Her eyes opened wide. She hesitated, but Jihyo and, mainly, Nayeon pushed her to go with her. Tzuyu slowly got closer to them until her hand touched Jieun's fingers. She felt her heart beating faster as she knelt in front of the couple, but skipped a beat when her elder pulled her to meet her soft lips.
Again, she hesitated for a couple of seconds before kissing her back and daring to touch her soft leg and ribs, getting closer and closer to them.
Slowly, Jieun moved to allow Seungdae to join the kiss, which felt like a natural next step for the three of them. Little by little, Tzuyu's tongue ventured to dance with theirs. Despite how much the soloist enjoyed it, she also needed something. She leaned back, letting her boyfriend make out with his lover while his length pulsated inside of her.
That was a first for her; even if she had seen other women blow both her boyfriends in person, they had never shared a kiss that profound in front of her, much less one where she could feel their heart beating through his shaft.
Aroused and with no shame left in her body, Jieun's fingers ran through Tzuyu's hair to pull her back to her lips, letting Seungdae and the rest of the group enjoy the show before the extra spice she had planned all along. "Want to taste him?" She whispered, holding Tzuyu's cheek.
The maknae exhaled, confused and surprised. Jieun's eyes quickly pointed down her crotch to make it clear, causing her to nod shyly.
"Don't swallow," IU instructed, winking at Seungdae and holding her smile in front of everyone.
Tzuyu let her hands wander through her elder's petite body, loving the way her soft skin felt on her fingertips. She got lower until her face met her glistening slit. Their combined musk drove her to plant a kiss on her clit while she gently grabbed Seungdae's balls.
Her lips went further down to IU's entrance as she pulled the still hardened cock. The maknae was ready for the vigorous spring that hit her pouted lips before she opened her mouth wide to blow him, savouring every crease of his manhood. She kept his glans partially buried in her elder's entrance to taste both of them.
"Tzuyu?" IU moaned sweetly, causing the tall woman to shrink in her seat.
They locked eyes, Tzuyu moved Seungdae's dick aside, and her tongue swirled into the tight pussy in front of her. Jieun relaxed her walls and pushed slightly, letting all of her boyfriend's seed fall into the young woman's mouth.
The maknae welcomed the familiar taste, keeping his load in her mouth until Jieun stopped pushing, announcing it with a sigh. Tzuyu took the chance to kiss her relaxed folds, getting her face wet in the nectar she never thought she would taste.
"Come on," IU giggled, gently pulling her for another kiss where Seungdae's cum went from mouth to mouth.
Surprisingly, the first sound coming from the other members since Jieun was riding her boyfriend, facing them, came from Mina in the shape of a subtle giggle. Then, Nayeon and Chaeyoung began singing, bringing teasing chuckles from the other members before everyone joined.
"Our Tzuyu, she's so pretty, she's so cute, she's so sexy."
This broke the invisible bubble where the maknae had been for the last few minutes, causing her to spill a bit of the semen onto Jieun's breast as both swallowed the rest.
"Sorry," Tzuyu giggled shyly, getting redder by the second while Seungdae patted her head.
"Don't ever apologize," IU chucked, collecting the trails of cum with her finger and taking it to the tall girl's mouth. "Can you stay the night with us?"
Tzuyu sucked her finger, more in surprise than to drink the remnants of sperm. She looked at Seungdae. He nodded with a reassuring smile, running his fingers through her cheek. She then turned to Jihyo. The leader grinned, but she nodded with a mixture of pride, arousal, and love for her beloved friend.
"We'll continue this later, alright?" IU kissed her again, guiding her to kiss Seungdae one more time before she stood up.
While Tzuyu took Seungdae's hand to her heart to feel how quickly and hard it was beating, Jieun's eyes scanned the rest of the group. It seemed they were all waiting for her instructions as they devoured their sunbae with their eyes.
Momo's hand had slid beneath Chaeyoung's skirt, making it roll up her skinny thighs. Nayeon's big hand held Mina's delicate fingers so close to her face that she was almost licking them. Jihyo's left hand was over her breasts, pressing Sana's fingers after she wiggled her way under her bra, softly pinching her nipples, causing a wet stain to appear through her black blouse. Dahyun was under similar treatment, with Sana's hand beneath her clothes, pressing her as a sort of hug. The pale girl, however, was gripping onto Sana's inner thigh as hard as she did with Jeongyeon's knee. The latter was too stunned by the soloist's soft and petite naked body to process any thought.
"I made arrangements for our dinner, but we're still quite a few hours behind it," Jieun stated, signaling them to stand up. "I've really grown curious about every single one of you. I was wondering if you all feel the same way now." The actress side of her kept her shyness away. While she was used to being surrounded by men about to use her, having Twice around her, clearly thirsty for her, got her heart racing. They all nodded enthusiastically. "When was the last time you were all naked in a single room?" She grinned naughtily, biting her lower lip.
The girls mumbled, remembering times when they had slept or showered with more than one member.
"Wasn't it when we finished the last tour?" Mina voiced gently.
"Yes, yes," Momo nodded with a wide smile. "It was when Chae…"
"What did Chaeyoungssi do?" IU tilted her head, curious about the sudden silence in the room and the devilish grin on the slim woman.
"That's when I pierced Momo's and Tzuyu's nipples," Chaeyoung chuckled proudly.
"Can I see them?"
With the soloist's request, Momo, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu stripped fully naked. The eldest of them did so a bit more shyly, getting red on her cheeks when she felt IU's eyes on her fit body.
Jieun started with the youngest, gasping in awe at her height and figure. She tried to hold herself from sucking her adorned nub, but inevitably, she gently placed her small hands on Tzuyu's flat stomach before tracing a circle on her pierced nipple. With a soft kiss and a loud exhale, she stepped back. "Later, I promise," she whispered to the maknae, who nodded quickly, pursing her lips and feeling her heart pound.
She then went with Momo, who was evidently happy to offer herself to her, causing her nervousness to fade as IU's small hands groped her tits slowly. "They are heavy," she giggled, holding her hand so Momo could feel the weight of her tits. "You can start without me," IU told them, smiling lewdly at them. "Two versus nine, it's going to take some time for us to get our time with each of you."
While their sunbae and Momo played a bit with each other's boobs, the rest of the group let their arousal show and got rid of their clothes, even though Jihyo and Sana were the ones responsible for getting Jeongyeon and Dahyun naked, respectively.
Seungdae remained sitting on the armchair, enjoying the show of his girlfriend checking out Twice's bodies, knowing she was trying her best to control herself. He, on the other hand, let his cock grow fully hard thanks to the sight of such beautiful bodies giggling and bouncing in front of him.
"You know you won't be able to nut in all nine of us today, right?" Jihyo got closer to him, resting her arms on his thighs, purposefully letting her udders hang.
"I was hoping for a little help from you to keep them all entertained," he chuckled, lost in the veins of her plump breast, collecting a drop of milk that was forming on her nipple.
"Promise you two won't forget about me, big boy?" The leader requested, getting down to lick his balls and the underside of his length.
"How could I when mommy kept her milk for us?" He teased her, grabbing her hair to kiss her before they stood up.
By then, Jieun was already checking Chaeyoung's body out. Enchanted by her slim frame, inked skin, particularly the piece of art on her lower back, but the rings of stainless steel on her nips had her intrigued. Having seen how roughly Seungdae had fucked her in the past, IU knelt until her face met her cleanly trimmed bush.
They shared a complicit look, and Jieun used her slim fingers to pull the rings hanging from Chaeyoung's inner lips towards her face. "Does it hurt?" She asked without letting them go, getting her lips closer to the woman's clit.
"You can pull harder if you want," the slim girl suggested, moaning when her elder accepted her suggestion to kiss her clit, immediately playing with the piercing in her hood. The way she sucked on it, using her teeth and tongue to play with the metal piece, made it clear that Jieun was fascinated by it, causing Chaeyoung's knees to tremble until she fell onto the couch.
"I'm sure Chae's whimpers would sound just as good on your lips," Seungdae whispered in Tzuyu's ear when he returned with a box, accompanied by Jihyo. With a shy nod, the maknae giggled and went to the sofa, surprising Chaeyoung before taking her face for a profound, intimate kiss.
"Lube, straps, dildos, vibrators, wands…" Seungdae listed, causing his girlfriend to glance at him and wiggle her ass. "Jeong?" He scoffed, taking the woman out of her trance. "Go eat Jin's cunt out; she's waiting for someone to do it."
Seeing Jeongyeon's doubt, Momo pushed her towards the soloist's butt. IU spread her ass for her and continued eating Chaeyoung's cunt while her fingers played with the rings of her inner lips.
Momo took his dick and knelt in front of him to suck him lightly. "You'd better save some energy for me," she purred, raising her eyebrows before suddenly trying to get his whole length. Gasping, she stood up to meet his lips. "Surprise me, Mr. Hwang," she chuckled and walked away, letting her boobs bounce freely as she returned to get Jihyo, already adjusting her strap with the largest dildo from the box, a replica of Seungdae's cock.
When he noticed, Sana was all over Dahyun's pale body in the corner of a couch, kissing her neck while she rubbed her puffy slit. Scoffing, he walked to Mina's back. "Since our girlfriends are busy…" He whispered as his hands took her waist, letting his member rest on her skin.
"I've been thinking about this for two weeks already," she chuckled, tilting her neck to let his lips run through her skin while her hands reached for his dick.
"How can I pay you for keeping the secret?"
"What?" Nayeon, too entertained by the improvised foursome of the two youngest members alongside IU and Jeongyeon, asked in an almost offended tone. "Did you know?"
Mina and Seungdae stared at each other, then back at Nayeon. "I'll tell you more during dinner," the short-haired girl giggled before they cornered the eldest member. Mina pinned her down, using her knees to open her friend's legs as she kissed her. Seungdae let his hunger take over him. He knelt and took his time to lick Nayeon's ass, then her pussy, going up to Mina's folds and her relaxed, already gaping ass.
A deep grunt coming from the armchair made Jieun take a breath from Chaeyoung's folds to see Jihyo shoving her strap-on in Momo's pussy. She chuckled, becoming aware of her surroundings and how deep inside her core Jeongyeon's tongue was. The image of the two busty women fiercely leering at each other as if to see whose hips rocked harder made her want a bit of that.
She looked up to see Chaeyoung's slim fingers vigorously moving inside Tzuyu. Breathing heavily, she turned to her right to find Nayeon fingering and making out with Mina. Her boyfriend had his face buried in Mina's butthole while he fingered Nayeon's cunt. Behind her, Sana was making out with Dahyun, who turned red the moment her eyes locked with the soloist.
Jieun grinned devilishly, tugged Jeongyeon's hair, and turned to kiss her softly, causing a bit of panic in the woman before she laughed, brushing her fingertips along her skin. "I'd like you to fuck me with a strap-on. Would you like to?" IU asked, allowing herself to take a firm grip of the big breasts in front of her.
"Anything you want," she replied, almost automatically, too stunned by Jieun's beauty.
They went to the box, and the soloist helped her secure the straps before taking Jeongyeon's hand and guiding her to Sana and Dahyun.
"Sunbaenim," the pale girl's gasp interrupted her moans as she opened her eyes and crossed her legs, trapping her friend's fingers inside her pussy.
"Can I borrow her?" IU asked Sana, who blushed as she nodded, pursing her lips to stop herself from screaming when the soloist reached for her hand. "You're next, don't worry," she winked at the Japanese woman, giggling as she knelt in front of the thick, porcelain thighs that slowly spread for her. "Dahyunssi, is it okay if I continue what she was doing?"
"Y-yes," she replied, holding Sana's hand tightly.
"I'll stay, I wouldn't miss this for anything," the elegant girl reassured Dahyun, lying on her left side and snuggling on her friend's neck without letting go of her hand.
Loving the caring expression on Sana's face and the great view she had of her figure, Jieun wiggled her butt for the woman behind her.
"Where? How hard? How fast?" Jeongyeon asked, holding the dildo from its base as she scanned her petite figure.
Scoffing, IU knelt and reached for her. "Wherever you want. As hard and fast as you wish," she purred, pulling her for a kiss before getting back to Dahyun. The soloist returned to her place over the pale girl, loving the softness and warmth of her skin until she held her cheek and kissed her.
After the initial doubt from the young woman, Jieun felt confident to explore her thighs, slowly reaching the pink, drenched folds Sana was playing with.
Just as IU's fingers slid into Dahyun's tight hole, Jeongyeon impaled the dildo into her sunbae's asshole, making her grunt.
In response, Jieun's fingers curled inside the slippery walls. Surprised, she looked at Sana, who was equally amazed. "Go ahead," IU instructed Jeongyeon, reaching for the hand the woman had on her asscheek, pressing it hard against her own flesh.
It worked. Jeongyeon did not hold back and rammed her ass. If she had used the replica like Jihyo, she would have been in trouble, but the six-inch-long dildo was not girthy enough to hurt her pucker hole past the first insertion.
Jieun scanned the room as she moaned, fingering Dahyun's cunt. The leader was now resting with Chaeyoung's face firmly pressed against her pussy. Jihyo's fingers were intertwined with Tzuyu's while Momo ate her pussy and bounced on the strap-on.
Then she noticed her boyfriend's lustful gaze. His own threesome had stopped for a moment to admire her. The couple gazed at each other from afar with approving, encouraging eyes.
Fingering Dahyun more energetically, Jieun saw Seungdae spoon-fucking Mina's asshole to the point their hips clapped against each other before glancing at Nayeon, who, despite being astonished by Jeongyeon's actions, kept her fingers moving, taking the Japanese beauty to the verge of an orgasm.
Giggling at Nayeon's reaction, Jieun heard a scoff coming from Jeongyeon before feeling her fingers run under her scalp to pull her head as she thrust harder. "What?" She let out in a surprised gasp. "Keep going!" She added quickly in a needy tone to reassure her that she actually liked the way she hit her womb from behind.
Forced to focus on Dahyun, she pulled her in for a passionate kiss, enjoying the way her pussy clenched around her fingers. Before long, she got a bit more comfortable so that she could slam her own ass against the fake cock, and use her left hand to rub the pale woman's clit.
The reaction was instant, bringing back vague comments from Seungdae about Dahyun's need for more once she's immersed in the heat of the moment. Jieun glanced at Sana as she went down from the girl's lips to her neck, getting lower and lower until she was about to reach her modest tit. Right before latching onto her ghostly left nipple, Sana joined her sunbae, sucking strongly Dahyun's left boob.
She kept the momentum going. Jeongyeon's hands on her waist while her hips clapped with her behind, Sana's complicit, naughty eyes. At the same time, they both sucked and licked those hard nipples, and Dahyun's increasingly troubled moans deafened the other whimpers in the room. Sana had worked her up enough for her to give the final push to her climax, and Jieun was not going to miss the opportunity.
Soon, her slim fingers found Dahyun's G-spot, and from that, it was game over for the pale girl. Jieun curled and stiffened her digits as she used her whole arm to increase the speed and strength applied to Dahyun's core. That alone would have been enough, but the clit rubbing and nipple sucking made the young woman implode before she could even try to control her own body.
The soloist felt her contract violently. First, she felt her cunt quickly tightening around her fingers to the point she felt her digits could break. Then, Dahyun's legs hugged her, forcing Jeongyeon to grab the actress by the hipbone to pound her. Lastly, the once-gentle, once-delicate pale hands tugged at IU's and Sana's scalps.
Both women shared a quick complicit look, refusing to let go of her nipples to increase the intensity of her climax until Dahyun exploded and squirted all over her sunbae's belly.
In response, Jieun detached her mouth from her nipple and, doing her best to hit Dahyun's G-spot without caring about the dildo slipping out of her ass, she crawled down the pale girl's slit to drink the precious liquid directly from the source. She admired the light pink folds as more and more of her juices sprayed her face until Dahyun was nothing but a trembling body.
While Sana comforted the absurdly blushed woman, the actress sipped a generous amount of squirt from the puddle that had formed on Dahyun's crack. Filled with lust, Jieun wiggled her way back to her mouth to kiss her.
Surprisingly for everyone watching the scene, meaning everyone but Seungdae, Dahyun accepted the kiss without flinching, savouring her own squirt while her tongue swirled with her sunbae's.
"It tasted too good not to share it," IU giggled after ending the kiss, making the young woman turn even redder.
"You don't mind I squirted all over you?" Dahyun replied, still shivering.
"I would have taken offence if you didn't!" She smirked, kissing her again before taking her fingers out of her drenched pussy and taking them to her mouth.
"I want some of that!" Sana pouted.
"You are coming with me," Jieun voiced, shoving the same set of fingers into the Japanese woman's mouth.
Grinning at the startled but excited woman, she stood up and turned to see Jeongyeon. "Now I understand why Nayeon likes you to fuck her so much," she chuckled, pulling down her for a soft kiss. "I'm sure this will surprise your sister when I tell her."
"No, no!" Jeongyeon exhaled. "She won't stop teasing me every time she has scenes with you."
"Just kidding," IU giggled. "This stays between us," she reassured her, pulling her plump breasts for a last kiss before taking Jeongyeon with Jihyo, who was resting on the couch between Tzuyu and Momo; the three of them had Chaeyoung lying over them, sucking the leader's nipple.
Amazed by the scene beyond them, Jieun took a moment to get into the host role for a bit and made a tally of the afternoon. Nayeon had already squirted over Mina's torso while Mina herself had taken Seungdae really close to his own climax, stopping so he could inject that load into someone's cunt, she said. Jihyo had made Momo orgasm with the strap-on alone, and the Japanese woman had gotten herself a second climax while she ate Tzuyu's pussy. The maknae, however, had dedicated herself to simply enjoying the ride, finishing the job Jieun had started on Chaeyoung, giving her an intense, leg-shaking orgasm.
Taking the woman who had just fucked her ass by her hand, she guided her with the leader. "Can I count on you to give Jeongyeonssi a happy ending?" The soloist joked with a grin, winking at Jihyo.
"Happy to do so!" Momo interjected, raising her hands for her friend.
"Uh-uh. You are coming with me," IU said confidently, with Sana smiling excitedly behind her. Two out of three.
Tzuyu also stood and went with Dahyun, who was still shivering, her legs fully spread.
"S-she kissed me," the pale girl stuttered at the touch of the maknae.
"I think she did way more than that," the tall woman chuckled, kneeling to lick her folds.
"Tzuyu, we've never…"
"Do you want to?" The Taiwanese woman chuckled, raising her eyebrows as she crawled over Dahyun, watching her nod shyly.
Jieun walked towards Seungdae, whose face was fully focused on eating Nayeon's dripping cunt and fingering Mina's folds while both women made out with each other. "Great One," she called him.
"Yes, my queen?" He turned quickly to see her with Sana and Momo behind her. Seungdae chuckled and kissed his girlfriend's bald pussy, tracing a path of kisses until he met her lips. "Is it time?"
She nodded quickly, biting her lower lip. "You may want to see your little sweetheart; you won't want to miss what she's doing," she winked at him, stroking his dick.
"Take Mina, I'll drop this one with Jeongyeon and Jihyo." Both nodded, and the man turned quickly to carry Nayeon in his arms, causing her to yelp.
"When will you fuck me with this cock?" She asked him, reaching for his meat.
"Oh, Jin and I have something in mind specifically for you," he smirked before interrupting Jihyo from eating Jeongyeon's folds, and Chaeyoung from drinking milk directly from the leader's udder while she fingered her. "Take one, leave one, right?" He joked as he left Nayeon in their embrace, quickly taking the tattooed girl as she playfully raised her arms for him.
With just one arm, he carried Chaeyoung, shoving his Mina-flavored fingers in her mouth before turning to see Tzuyu's tanned ass and pussy contrasting with Dahyun's pale butt and pink folds. "You have no idea how much I wanted to see that," he told the slim woman in his arms.
"Can you manage the three of us?" She grinned devilishly.
"Only one way to find out," he laughed, carefully placing Chaeyoung on the couch before kneeling to caress Tzuyu's ass while her hands ran all over Dahyun.
"I've never seen him so excited to eat ass," Sana scoffed, almost pouting in her characteristic way at the sight of Seungdae basically burying his face in the maknae's folds before quickly going down the pink sensitive pussy below it.
"Not even the first night we spent together," Momo added. Mina remained quiet, pursing her lips, remembering how eagerly he ate her holes.
"He had been waiting for a chance to have their asses presented like that," Jieun chuckled, turning back to face the three Japanese beauties, accidentally ordered as their subunit's name. "But I have been waiting to experience you three together for some time," she grinned, not hiding her lust over their bodies.
"Y-yes. Anything you want," Sana pushed herself to say despite her feeling IU's eyes devouring her.
"Get creative," she replied, walking towards them. "You're free to do anything you want to me." She looked directly at Sana's lips, paralyzing her before Momo took the initiative to take the soloist's hand and pulled her towards her for their lips to meet.
Caught off guard, Jieun let herself go with their flow, feeling not only Momo's hands on her waist and neck, but also Mina's and Sana's. Their hands ran through her breasts, ass, and back while they kissed her skin.
"Sunbaenim, do you really mean it? Anything?" Mina whispered in her ear in a seductive voice.
Her breath hit the right spot. "I'm yours until you make me cum," IU voiced with a noticeable change of breathing, going from Momo's lips to Mina's.
"And if we don't let you go after that?" Sana purred, already back in her confident self.
"Then you'd better make me cum again even harder," the soloist giggled, closing her eyes and feeling a set of fingers pinch her nipples, before a different set explored her drenched folds. Her own hands could not distinguish who she was touching. She could tell their breasts apart by their sizes alone, but whenever she thought she had one of them in front, by the time she tried to guess who it was, the skin felt slightly different.
Simultaneously, she felt the six hands around her body guiding her. Slowly, they made her kneel, keeping her mouth busy with their lips. Their hands gently pushed her back, adding support for her back until her skin touched the cold floor.
"This view is both intimidating and arousing at the same time," IU let out when she opened her eyes. Mina was straddling her, lips glistening thanks to their kiss. Sana and Momo were each getting down to her collarbones, kissing every bit of skin they could.
With a chuckle, the three women kept going. Mina threw herself over her, holding her firmly for a fierce kiss. Momo decided to focus on IU's nipples while Sana was the first one to venture down to taste the soloist's folds.
"Yes!" Jieun exclaimed, feeling her tongue swirl through every little crease of her pussy.
"Minari, you have to taste her, you're going to love her," Sana grunted quickly before continuing her task.
Jieun felt Momo raise her left leg and secure it with her arm, allowing Sana to give deeper licks to her core. As much as she wanted to focus on Mina or Momo, trying to reach for their waist, every command of her brain got clouded by Sana's tongue.
She didn't even try to insert more into IU's cunt than what her little tongue could reach, but her gentle kisses throughout her folds, her licks between her inner and outer lips, and the way she played with her clit felt dangerously addictive.
With just a minute of having Sana eating her out, Jieun knew the woman could push her to her climax at any moment. The fact that she continued teasing her, giving her as much pleasure as she could, made it clear she was fully at their mercy.
She got so immersed in what was happening in her groin that she got shocked when the pierced nipple touched her mouth. Jieun opened her eyes, impressed by the size of the firm tit, then driven by lust when she saw Momo's lecherous, almost predatory eyes. Not bothering to hide her pleasure or her desire, she sucked her nipple, playing with the metal piece just as intensely as Momo was playing with her sunbae's breasts.
The cherry on top, Mina. She had taken IU's right hand to lick it until it was all slippery. A glance was all it took for Jieun to understand. Gracefully, the short-haired woman reached for the soloist's right leg, pulling it towards her, giving Sana full range to her most private area. Admiring IU's beauty, Mina guided her small fingers into her pussy, but, just as she expected, the soloist moved her delicate digits towards the black swan's pucker hole. Mina relaxed her anus, allowing her sunbae to explore the elasticity of her rim at will, not without her reaching for IU's small foot.
Confused by Momo's sudden pull, Jieun let go of the pierced tit. No words from the busty woman, just a pair of teasing eyes, waiting for her approval. She nodded, reaffirming she was theirs to play with. Momo grinned, and, testing the actress's flexibility, she forced IU's leg further back until it was fully behind her shoulder.
Moaning, Jieun smiled proudly, opening her mouth so she could continue sucking Momo's adorned nipple, surprised by how quickly she got in position, tilting her head to lick her sole just like Mina was doing.
Jieun didn't know how, but their coordinated attack sent a rush of adrenaline through her. At the same time, Mina and Momo shoved the actress's toes into their mouths, swirling their tongues through her small digits while their free hands reached for her breasts, grabbing them firmly with three fingers while their index and middle fingers pinched her nipples. Sana also attacked. Her hands reached for IU's waist, pressing it firmly and tightly while she devoured her folds. Looking up to check on her friends, it was time.
Sana's tongue toured through her sunbae's pink folds one last time before her lips latched onto her clit to suction on it, forcing her to release a sweet, desperate whimper that went mute when Sana sucked her sensitive bean with a tempo, and licking it with impressive precision in a different rhythm.
A jolt of electricity ran through Jieun's body, making her twitch and accidentally push her hand into Mina's guts. What little worry she had about the sudden vacuum she felt in her right hand disappeared with the subtle chuckle of Mina running through her toes, and her rim clenching on her wrist. They had her, and she loved it. The three Japanese beauties pushed all of her buttons to bring her a stronger climax than she expected.
Under any other conditions, she would have sprayed Sana's face, but she was saving that for someone else. Instead, she focused all of her strength on controlling her pussy from squirting, causing her orgasm to last longer while the three women kept licking her as she trembled, locked in place by them.
"Mina," she panted, still shaking once her climax started going down. She moved her fingers, still trapped in the warmth of her ass, sealed tightly at her wrist.
She giggled, licking IU's sole and tightening her rim while Sana and Momo let go of her body. "Your little hand can't hurt me. Don't worry," Mina blew a kiss at the soloist, giving one last lick at her foot, from her heel to her toes, before holding her small wrist and taking it out of her ass. She licked IU's thumb as she positioned her meaty buttcheeks over her face to show her the winking gape she had caused on her puckered hole. "See? It's all as good as always," she chuckled, letting her sunbae like it for a few seconds.
Jieun laughed, feeling her heart about to come out of her chest. Curious, she reached back to touch the circumference of Mina's gape. "Amazing," she chuckled, letting her hand fall on her mouth to lick her bitter, Mina-flavoured fingers as the woman crawled to her groin, kissing her body. "Wait!" She let out weakly.
"Thought you were ours," Mina grinned devilishly, licking IU's pussy freely, not caring for how hypersensitive she was.
Her tongue caused her to start shuddering again, keeping her sensitive enough to get another orgasm if the short-haired woman wanted to push her just a bit. The electrifying sensation made her quickly realize where she was.
"No, use that one," she heard her boyfriend instruct, causing disbelief among the members. She turned towards his voice, seeing Dahyun's pale skin first. Seungdae’s hands stretched her pink butthole, and her pink folds shivered as they hugged his length, accompanied by a white, creamy outline around his girth. When her eyes went up to his face, catching a glimpse of a thread of saliva joining his lips with Tzuyu's as she moved to his right. On his left, Chaeyoung had Dahyun's face held to kiss her passionately to help her come down from her climax.
"She's taken Jongsuk and me at the same time; she can handle that," he stated, winking at her. The couple laughed, and she shook her head at him while the attentive members were awed by his comment.
She turned to the opposite side, finding Jihyo serving as a seat for Jongyeon while she rode her face. Nayeon was with Sana, helping Momo adjust the strap, already equipped with the dildo she had bought after her birthday: an imported toy with the shape of two realistic cocks, one measuring seven inches long and the other six inches, merged by their undersides, larger on top, shorter below it, clearly designed for one hole.
Jieun giggled at the way Sana forcefully took Nayeon for a fierce kiss, sharing a bit of her own juices as the Japanese woman reached for her elder's folds, something Nayeon took as a challenge, mirroring her, and shoving two of her long fingers in her friend. Despite her entertainment, her eyes focused on Momo having fun with the girthy toy when Mina licked her clit, triggering a moan that caught the busty woman's attention.
She contemplated IU, then the dildo, and IU again. Jieun saw her concerned eyes and chuckled, holding Mina's silky hair while she ate her pussy. With a nod, the soloist reassured Momo she would be okay.
"Ready?" Mina asked, rubbing IU's folds gently before receiving Momo's hungry kiss, more to taste the soloist's nectar than to show her love for her. While their tongues swirled inside her mouth, Momo shoved four fingers up Mina's ass to help her stand up. Giggling, she pinched the pair of pierced nipples and bit her lip before both turned back to see their sunbae.
"Ready!" IU smirked wickedly. As expected, their sunbae was still too weak to move freely on her own, but she showed willingness to be played with.
Confidently, Momo held the trembling woman's legs apart with her forearms, keeping them spread, and drew her torso closer to her chest as she carried her towards the short end of the L-shaped couch, not to sit on it, but simply to rest her back on it.
Once she sat, she aligned IU right over the dildo. They locked eyes as the extra inch of the larger cock spread her folds. Jieun nodded, and Momo lowered her slowly, making her release a deep whimper as the second dick made its way into her pussy until it popped into her walls.
The instant full-body convulsion caught Momo off guard, which caused her to drop her over the toy, triggering another climax in the actress as her core reshaped to take half of the toy before she could stop her. Panicking because of the broken expression on IU's face, Momo dropped her again, forcing her cunt to engulf the totality of the dildo. "Sorry! Sorry!" She said, holding her sunbae's back.
"I don't think you need to be sorry," Mina chuckled, as she lay on the floor, with Sana taking a firm grip of her asscheeks before spreading them and leaning to run her tongue through her folds and her puckered hole. Simultaneously, Mina licked IU's slightly stretched asshole, a consequence of the girthy toy buried in her cunt.
"She moans so cutely!" Sana giggled excitedly, slapping Mina's butt before quickly shoving four fingers in her rectum, only for her to run up the couch and spread her legs. "But she said she was ours," she grinned, looking into her elder's eyes while Momo guided IU's head to her folds.
Jieun shivered in place, reaching for Sana's thigh with her left arm and grabbing Momo's tit with her right hand. While the busty woman waited for her to get some control after her involuntary orgasm, the actress pressed her lips on Sana's folds, savoring her sweet nectar.
Mina didn't make it easy for IU to adapt calmly. She focused on eating her puckered hole, swirling her tongue inside her rectum. The fact that her tongue moved almost freely inside her butthole despite the added pressure that the monster of a toy added inside her frame.
She didn't mind. They, just like her boyfriends, had ensured her climax lasted for as long as possible right before giving her more. The consistent movement of Mina's tongue inside of her, inconsciously, pushed her to sway her hips slowly, making her feel the toy reshaping her insides, while her moans got muffled on Sana's cunt.
Seeing her small movements, Momo held IU's waist and began thrusting slowly, causing her to release prolonged moans.
Mina tried to follow the actress's puckered hole as it rose and fell in a circular motion, but after a little while, she couldn't keep up. Eager to test the limits of her pink rim, the short-haired woman knelt behind her, grabbing her firm tits and shoving two fingers into her ass, filling the gap the toy in her pussy was already making.
Jieun, focused on savoring Sana's slit, could feel every little movement from her digits. From the way they adapted to the hard silicone's curvature, to the way her knuckles pressed against it, pinching her inner walls as Momo moved her up and down. Mainly, she felt the abrupt insertion of another pair of fingers in her ass, forcing her to feel her butthole stretching.
She whined. IU's fingers pressed onto Sana and Momo's flesh, but despite the extra pressure on her insides, she enjoyed it, remembering the many times her ass had expanded to take more than just four slim fingers.
Soon, however, she grunted at the familiar sensation of the dildo Jeongyeon had already used on her, reaching way deeper than Mina's digits could.
"Sunbaenim, do you like it?" Sana asked, tugging her hair to keep IU's mouth covered by her folds. Her response: a deep affirmative grunt.
"Can you take more?" Momo chuckled, pressing her hands in the soloist's waist and pounding faster and harder in her pussy; something Mina quickly mirrored for her ass.
"You'd be surprised!" IU whimpered with a whorish grin, as if a switch turned on in her brain. Jieun was living it. The heat, the lust, Sana's grip on her scalp, and her nectar filling her throat, the three hands on her body, and the toys mercilessly fucking her holes, making her feel fuller than she had felt in a while.
Momo's hands quickly slid under her thighs and back to her waist. The way she was holding her now allowed her to lift her at will to ram her cunt as hard as she could.
Despite Jieun knowing of Momo's stamina and strength, she did not expect to be carried as a ragdoll by her, much less with Mina drilling her ass so fast that the dildo she was using slipped out of her rectum. Its quick re-entrance, however, made her sensitive body crash. She didn't know if it was because of the angle or Mina's regained energy, but the toy pushed Momo's double dildo at a different angle every time it went back in.
Instinctively, the soloist hugged Momo's waist and Sana's leg, tensing her whole body as she used all of her drive to sjck the clit in her mouth as hard and as quickly as her holes were pounded.
For a split second, Sana yanked IU's hair, quickly releasing it while she cried and gasped without making a sound. The feeling was too intense and too focused on her most sensitive place, forcing an almost painful orgasm that she was far from ready to experience. Desperately, the slim woman used her left foot to draw Momo's attention, rubbing her toes across her face.
The busty woman first reacted by capturing her big toe and sucking it, but Sana's quick, erratic movement, which almost became a kick on her face, made her understand. Chuckling, Momo purposefully dropped IU on the thick toy. She captured her face with her right hand and Sana's foot with her left. Meanwhile, Mina used her knee to maintain her dildo fully buried inside the actress's ass, hugging her and playing with her tits as she kissed her neck.
"More?" Momo chuckled, shoving her thumb between IU's lips, loving her slutty eyes as she sucked it hard.
"Yes," she replied, as Momo guided Sana's trembling toes in her mouth, which she hungrily accepted, swirling her small tongue between her digits. Momo grinned at Mina and patted Sana's thigh.
Despite Jeongyeon being tongue deep in Nayeon's cunt, just like the eldest member was sucking Jihyo's clit while she fingered her, the trio's position allowed them to have a clear view of the now sweaty foursome.
They were ready to help if needed, but the Japanese trio moved as a well-oiled machine. Sana fought with her shaky legs and sat as far back on the couch as she could. Mina pulled her dildo out of IU's guts and threw it next to Sana.
To Jieun's surprise, that was not the six-inch dildo, but the replica of Seungdae's cock that had just rearranged her guts. Before she could think of something else, Momo's hips rose, pushing the girthy toy against her cervix, running her hands through her small frame before carefully passing her left leg to spin her carefully. Knees on the floor, stomach could now rest on the couch.
"Fuck m-me!" The actress exclaimed, feeling her inner walls adapt to the rotation of the double dildo inside of her.
"Good, right?" Momo giggled, using her knees to spread IU's legs, softly spanking her cute butt.
"Ama-amazing," Jieun panted, shivering as she raised her head to find Sana's folds. "You also w-want more?"
"When will I have this chance again?" The bubbly girl giggled, running her hands through IU's hair to admire her lustful face while both smiled at each other.
Then, emptiness. Momo pulled back abruptly, leaving Jieun's loose pussy gaping and dripping its nectar, unable to close back to its usual tight fit. She immediately yearned to be stuffed again, but just as she turned back, whining with need and hunger in her eyes, Momo spread her asscheeks, brushing the lube-covered tip of her dildo on the small, pink gape that was her butthole.
Jieun nodded with terror in her eyes as the first tip entered her anal walls with no resistance. The second tip, however, marked a hard stop.
A loud buzzing sound came from below, right before a tongue scooped her juices, changing its width until the delicate tip brushed her clit. Then, the hard vibrations hit her vulva, stimulating her clit and the upper part of her folds. "Mina?" IU whimpered, unable to hold her moans while her ass swayed in circles. That thick, round tip, along with that vibration setting. It was definitely her favorite magic wand.
"Want me to stop?" She replied, causing giggles from the other members, admiring the scene, and bringing a deep chuckle from her boyfriend.
"God, no," the soloist begged in a beathy pant, looking for Seungdae, who was spreading Chaeyoung's pierced folds with his glans. The couple nodded at each other. He pulled the tattooed girl down, forcing her to take his full length into her cunt. Chuckling, Jieun slid her hands under Sana's thighs to hug them and threw her ass back, feeling the tension her rim created as the second tip of the dildo fought to get inside her guts. It took her a bit to find the right angle, but the moment the full girth of the toy spread her ass, she grunted in a mixture of pain, pleasure, and disbelief.
The busty woman took a moment to admire IU's rear, keeping her cheeks spread as she slowly pushed deeper into her rectum.
From Jieun's perspective, getting only one more inch inside of her felt eternal. She knew her body and her holes, and the best way to adapt to any new experience. This, along with Mina's wand sending waves of pleasure through her body, meant only one way to get the full pleasure of what they were doing to her.
She moved forward just a bit until the shorter cock was almost out. Shaking, with eyes focused on Sana's confused, almost concerned face, the soloist threw her ass back to Momo, making the toy disappear with a loud clap and a muted cry.
Mina removed the wand, shocked by the sudden move IU had just performed over her face. She giggled, watching her pink folds tremble and drip her juices. Then, a very subtle movement, up and down. Impressed by her sunbae, she returned the wand to its right place, which released a loud, high-pitched whimper from the depths of the actress.
"Go easy on me," Sana giggled nervously, holding IU's face with her hands.
"T-that's up to t-them," she grinned. Her hands trembled, still overwhelmed with the feeling of having her rim torn apart, but thirsting over her flesh, inhaling her musk, and getting hungrier by the second.
Sana knew her friends too well. There was no way on Earth they would go easy on IU, meaning only one fate for her. "Fuck her good," she told Momo, getting a firm grip of her sunbae's hair, revealing her face as her broken expression turned into lust incarnate's face.
One scoff, one slow pull, one stinging slap on IU's butt, and Momo blew her ass, ramming as hard as she could, keeping her in place by holding her hipbones. Happily unable to do much else, the soloist devoured Sana's cunt, securing her hips to eat her pussy with her eyes locked on hers. Even after the previous intimate hours, her sinful gaze still had the power to make the Japanese beauty blush.
Mina stopped focusing on catching the actress's nectar with her mouth after listening to the cries coming from her girlfriend as Seungdae kept fucking her tight little cunt, which, added to the symphony of moans and whimpers coming from IU and Sana, resulted in Mina deciding to push things a bit further.
She kept the wand steady, moving it in small circles with her left hand, and reached for IU's pussy with her fingers, seamlessly shoving two with no reaction from her. She wiggled her digits just a bit. The looseness caused by the girthy toy that was currently reshaping her guts was palpable. Taking advantage of the spare room in her walls, Mina shoved a third finger. It went in just as easily, but it made the soloist release a curious moan.
A bit more wiggling inside her pussy, a bit more curling against her walls. IU's whimpers let Mina know she felt it now.
A quick flash of her sunbae's small hand going up her ass triggered in Mina the same lust that had pushed her to experiment with her behind so much. This time, the aim of that curiosity was the pussy in her digits, leading to a fourth finger sliding into IU's folds.
Jieun cried, taking a little break from Sana's cunt. She had no clue how long Momo had been fucking her asshole, pounding against her flesh loudly; the only thing certain about it was that if the busty woman had not increased her pace and force, at least she kept it equally fast and hard.
She wanted it to last forever. Being exposed like a true bottomless whore in front of the members and her boyfriend, being fucked so hard her skin was surely red from the ramming alone, having no option but to have a juicy pussy covering her mouth and nose, getting her insides reshaped every second by two people she had no control over, the absurdly hard vibrations melting her cunt, and knowing she would not be able to close her holes by the end. Near perfection for her inner slut.
It was Mina who pushed her to her next climax. The curling of her fingers had found her G-spot, triggering a quick chain reaction.
In an attempt to retain a bit of control, Jieun suctioned the upper part of Sana's vulva while her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her tongue, however, kept swirling frantically against her clit until the Japanese beauty exploded directly in her mouth, gushing wave after wave of squirt. Somehow, the frail woman's arms kept Sana in place, ensuring her whole orgasm took place with IU's face glued to her folds.
Then Jieun's climax exploded. Her upper half was stuck in place, but her hips tweaked so hard and so erratically that Momo's strength was not enough to keep her in place despite her best attempt to secure the dildo in her ass.
The sudden convulsion of her legs caused Mina to freeze after quickly taking her right hand away in fear of accidentally shoving her whole hand in IU's pussy. However, she kept the wand in place, which, along with her slippery folds and unpredictable contractions, caused the round head of the wand to get engulfed by Jieun's cunt. In one single movement, she got another six centimeters in diameter, expanding her holes, making the deepest part of the double dildo vibrate as the two objects pushed her insides to fit in her frame.
That shut Jieun's brain off, leaving her eyes white, her arms limp, and the rest of her body free to contort, resulting in her spraying Mina's face with her squirt as she fell to the floor, leaving her with a wide smile and wondering where the wand had gone. Momo acted quickly, catching her head, even though she could not maintain the double-cocked dildo inside of her. Sana fought her own full-body squirming, whining as she moved to check on IU.
For the soloist, her orgasm was like a tsunami hitting her nervous system all at once, and the wand shoved in her cunt, vibrating at maximum power, kept the waves crashing against every millimeter of her existence, inside and out.
It wasn't until she heard Seungdae grunting that her pupils returned to their place. Every sound from her boyfriend brought her back to reality. First, clenching her pussy in an attempt to stop her squirt from gushing out of her cunt, which only served to prolong and intensify her experience as the vibrations felt all the more clearly through her womb. Then, using the rest of her will to get back on her feet and try to walk towards him, even though the cold floor sent new waves of electricity through her toes and soles to her whole system.
All ten pairs of eyes in the room focused on the image of IU, almost stumbling with every step of her shaky legs, with her pussy firmly gripping a magic wand buzzing from within. Her drunken, lustful eyes matched perfectly with her parted lips and her face covered in Sana's fluids. Her firm tits bounced at every wobbly step. Her ass gaped visibly from behind as it dripped a mixture of lube that mixed with her own squirt through her inner thighs.
Jieun tried to reach him faster, taking a step with every grunt of the man until she tripped thanks to her unsteady feet, taking the group out of the hypnotic view that was the soloist. Momo and Tzuyu caught her from falling, unleashing a new wave of pleasure across her body as they took her with Seungdae, who was balls deep in Chaeyoung.
"Fuck it!" Seungdae growled. "Cum now!" He commanded, filling her pussy with his seed. By then, Jieun was almost face-to-face with them.
The short woman weakly linked eyes with her sunbae, raising her arms for her, yearning for more of her attention.
At the touch of IU's hand, Chaeyoung let go of her own climax, the one she had obediently contained for Seungdae. Her slender hands pressed the actress's hypersensitive flesh until her fingers caught her tits and instinctively twisted her nipples as she pulled her towards her, pushing Seungdae, their support, to his left side until he fell on the couch.
Still in the midst of her orgasm, Jieun held on to Chaeyoung for yet another taste of her plump lips while his boyfriend kept shooting his load against her cervix.
"God…" Seungdae panted, holding both women in his arms.
His voice made Jieun turn to meet his eyes, softening and warming her wicked smile.
He repositioned his right hand, spanking her ass before pulling her towards his face. "I love you so fucking much," he chuckled, kissing her gently.
"Slutty s-side and all?" She asked him, still trembling and releasing a whimper as Chaeyoung captured IU's nipple in her mouth.
His fingers slid to feel her gaping asshole, unintentionally shoving three digits in her, quickly noticing the vibrations coming from within her pussy and feeling the shape of the wand through her rectum. "Every side of you, including the slutty one," he scoffed, kissing her again, making his cock twitch inside the tattooed girl.
"How can that look so naughty and romantic at the same time?" Jeongyeon voiced, carrying a shivering Nayeon in her lap; hand on her tit, fingers sliding out of her cunt. Jihyo, just like everyone, laughed, pinching her busty friend's nipple.
"You can't say that with that slut in your arms and when you'd suck this just to taste IU sunbaenim's butt again," Momo chuckled, quickly getting in front of her, presenting the double dildo to her face, chuckling in satisfaction with Jeongyeon's subtle lick of its tip.
Despite Dahyun's attempt to leave the trio alone, she accidentally made them turn to see her. "Don't stop, don't stop. Some need to rest," she whispered, pointing at Nayeon before helping her stand up.
"Or digest what they just saw," the eldest member chuckled, watching Tzuyu's dumbfounded smile as she stood still, thirsting over the lovely trio. "Come, you need to relax, too," she told her, walking towards the armchair with Dahyun's help.
Mina walked towards Jeongyeon, Momo, and Jihyo, trying to calm their teasing, something she managed by sitting on the oldest woman, asking her if she wanted to taste IU's squirt from her face before forcefully kissing her, grabbing her plump breasts. Meanwhile, the leader put on a strap-on before opening the pair of Japanese thighs to eat her glistening folds.
Momo left the bunch after seeing Nayeon's needy eyes. She gave her the dildo, knowing she'd lick it clean with the help of Tzuyu. Then, she cuddled up with Dahyun.
"Want me to take it out?" Seungdae asked Jieun, still brushing his fingers on her rim.
She nodded. Carefully, he pulled his dick out of Chaeyoung, who clenched her walls to keep his sperm inside of her. Just as carefully, he turned off the wand and removed it from his girlfriend's pussy. Contrary to the tattooed woman, the actress was incapable of clenching her cunt.
"Want some water?" He asked her, getting a wink and an emphatic nod as a response, before asking the same to everyone in the room and going to the kitchen.
"Sunbaenim, do you want it?" Chaeyoung asked, pointing to her cunt.
IU scoffed and signaled her to go cuddle with her. "Nah, I got mine already, and he only has so many shots," she scoffed, welcoming the slim woman in her arms. "He had not cummed inside your pussy, had he?"
Chaeyoung shook her head, chuckling. "Only in my throat until he made me pass out, and in my ass until I couldn't walk," she rolled her eyes with a smile, resting her hand on IU's pubis, only for the actress to direct her fingers to her loose, gaping cunt. Blushing, the short woman moved her digits slowly inside of her.
"Will Haesol be okay with him flooding your womb?" Jieun asked, tickling Chaeyoung's tummy.
"He will," she giggled, biting his lips. "Or he will be after I tell him of you…" She stopped. "Can I tell him?"
"Yes, yes," IU assured her. "He knows how to keep a secret."
Seungdae returned with a tray, carrying a big jar of water and a set of glasses, enough for the whole group. He kissed Jieun, handed her a full glass of water, and left a jar of water for her. Her eyes told him all he needed, so he gave her space to talk with Chaeyoung about the perks and difficulties of having two lovers, keeping one in secret, and giving each other little pieces of advice if needed. After recovering enough to walk on their own, or at least enough for Chaeyoung to prevent IU from falling again, they went to the kitchen to discuss the matter more privately.
Seungdae served as the host, pouring a glass of water for most of the members before quickly checking on Tzuyu.
She was sitting on Nayeon's lap, perfectly curled in the armchair, still processing the whole day. "Not only did I fucked with Dahyun for the first time, but I also did it with you and Chaeyoung at the same time. I just saw MiSaMo fuck IU sunbaenim until they broke her, and Jin turned out to be IU, who, by the way, dropped your load directly from her pussy into my mouth before we shared it through a kiss," Tzuyu told him, gripping his hand tightly. "I am more than fine right now," she laughed, kissing him to reassure him of that fact. With little more kissing and some mutual teasing with Nayeon, he went with the last member.
Sana had not moved from the spot where Jieun had devoured her cunt, but she was resting peacefully, smiling at the sight of Momo and Dahyun giggling as the busty woman kissed her body and slid her fingers into those precious pink folds. Seungdae poured two glasses of water and sat beside her, handing her one.
Just when she was about to drink, she saw him swallow a blue pill. "Disadvantages of being a man surrounded by ten beautiful women, right?" She joked softly, letting her head rest on his shoulder.
"Jin, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, Tzuyu, a bit of Jihyo and Momo… As lucky as I am, I'm still a mortal man," he chuckled. He noticed her kind smile at him, but mainly he examined how she contemplated Dahyun's and Momo's interactions, not with lust but with care.
"What is it, handsome?" She turned to see his face, blinking quickly at him with a gentle smile before returning her focus where it was.
"You really love her, don't you?" He asked her. His voice was not a whisper, but his volume was low enough that only Sana could hear him.
She smirked. "Right move not to talk about this so openly. But yes," she admitted on the same level. No doubt, no remorse, just plain acceptance.
"Doesn't it get complicated?"
"Not really. I love and adore all eight of them, but with Dahyunie and Tzuyu, it feels more… Profound. I know they won't feel the same way about me, though." Her voice was still calm, with no sign of pain in her words. "Not that they don't love me, they do," she chuckled. "But it's…"
"Different."
"Yes. I would rather have them all in my life, seeing them grow, shine, and be happy in their own unique ways. Nothing makes me happier than seeing them smile genuinely," Sana explained, scanning the members. Not their naked bodies, some of which were mid-act, but their playful and bright expressions as they giggled and stared at each other lovingly. "You've helped!" She added, gawking at him with big doe eyes, softly grabbing his dick to give him a slow handjob.
"I could say the same about you all," Seungdae replied, admiring Jieun laughing with Chaeyoung next to the almost empty jar of water until the couple locked eyes with each other. She raised her glass of water, blew him a kiss, and kept drinking it. He smiled kindly at her and blew one back before each went back to their conversations. "So, no plans for a Mr. Minatozaki?"
"Not yet," she chuckled. "But it would be nice," Sana pursed her lips and nodded. "Whoever gets me to say yes would have to accept he'd be in tenth place," she smirked.
"Tenth?"
"I also have to love myself more than any man!"
"That's fair," he laughed, shaking his head.
"I'm not interrupting, am I?" Jeongyeon joined them, sitting next to Seungdae, who gladly accepted her by hugging her nonchalantly with one arm and grabbing her tit, causing her to roll her eyes with a smile as he massaged her breast.
"I was just telling him how much I love each and every one of you!" Sana replied, going over Seungdae to kiss Jeongyeon, pulling her until she rested her head on the man's lap, next to his semi-hard cock. Playfully, the Japanese girl reached for Jeongyeon's free boob and took his dick to slap it on her elder's cheek. "I don't think I've ever seen you suck a real cock," she grinned.
"Because I meet my men in private and I ensure there's no recording of it!" She replied, reaching Sana's lips to bite them gently.
"About that…" Both women turned to see him, one with a wide smile, the other with a worried expression.
"Did you and Nayeon record something that night?" Jeongyeon asked with widened eyes.
"No, we didn't," he scoffed, "But Jin's already got cameras all over the place, save for the guest bathroom," he explained.
"That means…" Jeongyeon voiced.
"We can rewatch everything later!" Sana jumped excitedly, clapping quickly.
"Who has access to it?" The busty woman asked, her breathing quickening.
"Only Jin, Jongsuk, and I."
"The Lee Jongsuk can see us right now?" She let out coyly as she covered her breasts and pubis with her hands.
"I mean, he could, but the man's too busy today. I'm sure he's having a hard time focusing just thinking of what we could be doing," he smirked, pointing at IU and him. "Just imagine what seeing this live would do to his mind," he chuckled, shaking his head, knowing that he would not be able to do anything if it were the other way around. "He'd probably watch it later, though. I can ask him not to, or blur you if you prefer."
"I didn't think you knew how to edit?" Sana scoffed, a little impressed. He only pursed his lips and shrugged, unbothered to explain that he had learnt that in the past, after Jieun requested him to do so, and anonymously upload their sex tape somewhere.
"It's okay," Jeongyeon replied, nodding, ignoring the dick resting on her cheek. "He already knows, and if you two trust him, I'm okay with it," she added, trying to convince herself, and causing Sana to kiss her again.
Slowly, the cheerful girl took Seungdae's cock and guided the kiss towards his glans. "I'm sure he could use a good mouth to get that blood pumping," Sana giggled, taking her lips to his tip to seduce her friend.
"He's got plenty to choose from, one of them right here," Jeongyeon smirked, pushing Sana's head to take him into her mouth. "I'm sure he would love you to help him."
Despite him loving the way Sana was happily sucking his dick, he took Jeongyeon's head to make her look at him. "Any day. For now, I'd prefer you handle it. We've got an audience already." Seungdae winked at her.
It was true. While the members were still talking, they all peered to see what she was doing. "I'll do it because I want to, not because you won't stop teasing me if I don't, okay?" Jeongyeon said sternly, getting off the sofa to kneel in the middle of the living room, right where most of the members could see her.
Sana and Seungdae glanced at each other, just as surprised as everyone else. Giving one last deep suck to his shaft, Sana released his cock with a loud pop, patting his ass as he stood up to walk towards her friend.
Feeling the pressure of her peers' excited gaze as they stopped what they were doing, Jeongyeon exhaled loudly to steady herself. When she inhaled deeply, taking in all of Seungdae’s musk, which at that point still had a tint of Chaeyoung's scent on its base. She nodded to herself and went for his balls, sucking them into her mouth as she stroked his length. Gasps, scoffs, and giggles could be heard in the background as she focused on getting more hums and grunts out of Seungdae.
"That feels good," he groaned as her tongue went from the furthest area of his sack to his underside.
"Why does it feel a little bigger than last time?" Jeongyeon asked, holding his manhood with two fists before taking his glans into her mouth, while Sana giggled at the question from the sofa.
"Forgive me for getting horny by every person in this room," he chuckled, letting her use Nayeon's teachings on his meat. Her hands gripped his girth tightly, moving up and down with a little twist to her wrists. Her lips sealed his tip, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him. Her tongue made his knees tremble with a consistent and quick lick of his slit. "God, Jeong, just like that," he exhaled, closing his eyes to focus on the sensation.
The more Jeongyeon felt comfortable with being the center of attention, the more sloppy her blowjob became. Soon, she was using one hand to stroke him, and one to hold him in place by his balls. Then, she took him deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
She released his dick, inhaling deeply and letting his shaft slip over her face; a subtle way to hide her teary eyes. "It is bigger now," she panted with a chuckle.
"It's okay if you don't— Holy… Fuck!"
Before Seungdae could finish his phrase, she opened her mouth as big as she could and forced herself to take his whole length down her throat, retching immediately but refusing to let go of him, surprising the spectators.
Quickly, Momo kissed Dahyun and ran towards Jeongyeon, patting her back as the woman coughed. "We're all going to remember that, you know?"
"Hush!" Jeongyeon shook her head, slapping Momo's cunt. "Hold my hair," she ordered her, getting ready again.
"Oh, I'll do that and more," she chuckled, winking at Seungdae with a grin. Momo knelt behind her, holding Jeongyeon's hair in a ponytail with her left hand, while her free hand slid down her back to grab her ass.
Despite the distraction and her futile attempts to get Momo to calm down, Jeongyeon continued, getting more and more of his shaft into her pipe, fighting with her body's need to gag. It felt contradictory for her. She wanted to stop her reflexes to take him down her throat just the way he liked it, but also, she knew he loved hearing them gag.
Momo, however, knew what Seungdae wanted just by his lustful eyes. She slid her hand further down Jeongyeon until she found her slit, shoving three fingers into her cunt as she pushed her head into the man's groin, releasing a mixture of unexpected gags and moans.
Almost unsurprisingly for most of the group, Nayeon stood up and walked towards Jeongyeon. "Yah! Don't treat her that roughly!" She voiced loudly, trying to get Momo's right hand out of her beloved friend's folds, only for the Japanese girl to quickly grab her by the pussy, shoving two fingers into her. "Stop!" The older woman yelled as Momo curled her fingers to pull her down, forcing her to kneel in front of her.
After Jihyo gave her the signal, a quick pat on her thigh, Mina, along with Sana, used the conmotion to make their way to Dahyun and Tzuyu, respectively. Mina hugged Dahyun to check on her, then showered her with kisses before settling in to enjoy the show. The short-haired woman ran her hands through Dahyun's small tits, pinching them as the pale girl subtly reached for Mina's slit, running two fingers through her folds. Sana, however, went easy on the maknae and cuddled with her, simply enjoying the warmth of her skin.
Seungdae chuckled at the simultaneous scenes from the couples. Still, the yelling from Nayeon and Momo, and, mainly, Jeongyeon's consistent efforts to engulf him, brought his attention back to the trio in front of him.
"I taught her h-how to do it!" Nayeon argued, pinching Momo's tit in response to the fingering she received.
"And I taught you!" Momo stuck her tongue out. The discussion continued for a bit longer, during which Nayeon managed to get a hold of Momo's pussy, gripping her from the inside with three fingers.
"Shut up!" Seungdae and Jeongyeon screamed at the pair, glancing at each other for a smirk. She shook her head, shed a tear, and opened her mouth to take him again. "Either way, she is putting some effort here," he added, pushing her mouth to the base of his shaft.
"And it seems it's paying out," IU giggled, slapping Chaeyoung's bum to send her on her way to her girlfriend and Dahyun.
Mina welcomed her with a kiss, and the trio quickly found their position to enjoy the show that was to come. Chaeyoung lay over them, resting her head in Mina's forearm and sliding her fingers between her girlfriend's thighs to reach her slit. Dahyun spread her legs for Mina to let her shove her fingers in while she reached for Chaeyoung's pierced hooded clit. The oldest of the bunch hugged both women by their necks, managing to get their nipples to play with.
Nayeon and Momo went mute, and Jeongyeon released Seungdae's dick, coughing in surprise.
"Are you sure I can't say anything to your sister?" IU chuckled, bowing to take the teary woman's face and kiss her, not caring a bit about the thick drool hanging from her lips.
"Please no," Jeongyeon shrank, smiling coyly at her sunbae.
"I'm kidding. But you did great blowing him," she reassured her with lustful eyes. "I heard you were sure you would beat me at sucking my boyfriend's cock," the actress teased Nayeon with a devilish smirk.
As slowly as she could, Momo took her fingers out of her friends' cunts and, pursing her lips, she slowly took a step back.
"I-I didn't say that," Nayeon stuttered, looking at Seungdae for some reaffirmation. Everyone turned to him, holding their laughs.
"I'm not sure, I vividly remember this whore saying something along the lines of 'I bet your little girlfriend can’t beat me.' But I could be wrong," he shrugged, helping Jeongyeon stand up, giving her a peck on the lips. He nodded at her to reassure her he liked what she did, and spanked her ass gently so she sat with Mina, Dahyun, and Chaeyoung.
"Not true! I could never say that about you!" Nayeon protested, still kneeling.
"But you didn't know I was his little girlfriend, did you?" IU grinned, standing right in front of her. "I'm sure you must be more than just words, but without actual proof…"
The members held their reactions, particularly Jeongyeon, Jihyo, and Tzuyu, who were eager to see her ego threatened.
"I can take him whole," Nayeon stated, controlling herself, clenching her fist. IU pursed her lips, tilting her head, taking a step closer to her without saying a word. "I can do it. Without gagging."
"I don't doubt that. But can you do it better than me?" Jieun smirked, watching the woman fight to control her neck from nodding, even though she did so slightly. "Show me."
Nayeon scoffed and turned to Seungdae, holding his slippery shaft. The combined pressure of her own ego, her members' focus on her, and IU's judgment felt heavy. "Dont. Hold. Back." She told the man before kneeling in front of him.
"She has to do it on her own!" Tzuyu spoke loudly, making their heads turn at her. The maknae blushed at Jieun's approving nod. "It's easier if he pushes your head," she added, getting shy.
"She's right," IU chuckled, kneeling beside her. "No hands from you, or from him."
Frustrated, Nayeon closed her eyes and smiled in acceptance of the challenge. Then, she nodded and licked Seungdae's underside. Making sure Jeongyeon's drool didn't go to waste, she added a bit more spit on his glans and, without waiting any longer, she held her hands on her back and captured his dick until it hit the back of her throat. She pushed further, feeling her neck grow thicker as his girth made it into her throat, eyes getting teary as she slowly reached the base of his length.
Seungdae's loud and deep humming reassured Nayeon that she knew her craft. With a subtle grin, she bobbed her head, ensuring every time she went down on him, her lips touched his pubes.
"Credit to where credit is due, this bitch's throat feels good," he let out, watching as Jeongyeon shook her head with a smile.
"It's IU sunbaenim's turn!" Dahyun said, pinching Chaeyoung's nipple, causing Mina to stop fingering her to stare at her along with Jeongyeon, shocked by her comment. "We've seen Nayeon choke on toys that big before," the pale girl added, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
"We could judge who does it better," Tzuyu interveened.
Nayeon turned angrily to see the maknae, still Seungdae's meat in her throat. Slowly, she pulled his dick out of her mouth, releasing with it a thick thread of drool that hung from her lips. "What side are you two on?" She yelled. "He's the one we're blowing; he should say who does it better!"
"Let them decide," he chuckled, gawking at Jieun. "I may be a bit biased after all," he smirked, pulling her for a kiss.
"It's decided then. We'll vote after he cums," Jihyo grinned, walking towards Sana and Tzuyu, leaving an empty couch behind. Noticing the maknae's hungry eyes going down to the strap she had used on Mina, she nodded as the pair made space on the armchair for the leader to sit, leaning slightly to her left. Tzuyu was quick to sit on the fake cock, facing the spectacle. Sana sat on the right armrest, pulling the tall girl towards her to ensure Jihyo would also enjoy the show, but mainly to kiss the young woman and play with her pierced tit.
Lusting over Tzuyu, IU turned back to Nayeon and kissed her, spreading the drool on the woman's face. "My turn," she declared, leaving the oldest member shocked by her sunbae's sudden approach.
The couple made sure they gave the members the best possible view. With a more than confident grin, the actress raised her hands to the height of her shoulders, letting them rest in the air, opened her mouth, and took Seungdae's glans, licking his frenulum just to tease him before she suddenly pushed herself to engulf him in one swift movement.
The group was astonished by how easy she made swallowing over eight inches of dick look. There was no gag, no sign that the back of her throat was even in the way of his manhood. Her neck bulged, signaling how deep in her throat he was.
Loving the attention, she stuck her tongue out and bobbed her head in large movements, taking out half his length before her lips touched the base of his penis, adding a little lick to his scrotum every time.
"God, Jin, you're fantastic," Seungdae grunted, ogling at his girlfriend's eyes. Jieun was already thriving, getting faster at her head movements, until the amount of spit she was generating caused her to gurgle loudly.
"How?" Nayeon let out, equally amazed and aroused.
The soloist stopped at the base of Seungdae's manhood, pushing herself a little further before her lips sealed on his girth, and she pulled back. The view of her neck returning to her slim shape awed some of the members, but the technique for her to release his shaft with close to no drool falling made Momo clap quietly.
Elegantly, IU finally moved her hands to take the thin thread of saliva linking her lips with her boyfriend's tip, taking it to her lips. "He was the first cock I ever tasted," she explained, getting down his balls to kiss them. "The one that took my virginity and entered my ass for the first time," she purred, glaring into his eyes as she let his length rub freely on her face while she moved back to his tip. "He's been shaping my insides to fit him for sixteen years," she concluded, licking his slit and making his shaft disappear again in her mouth.
"I'd say she wins this round," Seungdae exhaled with a smirk as his girlfriend playfully and quickly shook her head in his groin before releasing his dick again, this time, letting her drool fall over her breasts.
"What's the next round about?" She turned to see Nayeon's startled face, then at the other members. The only sound coming from them was the poorly contained moans from Tzuyu and Dahyun.
"Let's see who can endure getting face-fucked the most," Momo grinned.
"Yes!" Nayeon replied, pulling him towards her. "There's no way she can beat me at that," she declared, getting instantly ragebaited by IU's scoff. "Remember what I told you," she told Seungdae.
"I learnt that pretty quickly with you, whore," he chuckled, holding her hair and winking at his girlfriend before Momo ran towards them.
"You don't mind a little help, do you?" The woman asked him, rubbing her tits against his arm.
"Not at all."
"I don't care if your cock's on fire later, you have to fuck me today," Momo whispered, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him, kneeling quickly to meet Nayeon's alarmed eyes. "Scared?" She teased her friend.
Grimacing, the eldest member got ready, held his girth, and looked up at Seungdae. "It feels harder than before," she voiced, pressing her fingers on his length. He scoffed and held her hair. "Don't go easy on me," she told Momo, trying to control her nerves.
"When have I ever?" The Japanese woman chuckled, running her right hand on her scalp to take a firm grip of her head. Her free hand slid through Nayeon's tummy, going down her trimmed bush, and shoved three fingers in her cunt to hold her tightly.
Seungdae smiled at Jieun, then grinned at Momo. Nodding, he pulled Nayeon, forcing her to engulf his dick and take his pounding, hearing a loud gurgle right away. With just three thrusts, he noticed Momo was leading Nayeon's head.
"How else would I know she's taking a good challenge?" The busty woman purred with determination.
"Does it feel good?" Jieun asked him, planting her feet firmly on the floor to pull him for a kiss as he confirmed with a deep grunt. Giggling, she locked eyes with Nayeon and knelt to see her neck bulging. "Don't try too hard," IU murmured, loud enough for her words to go over the gurgling. "I want you conscious for the next part," she added, pinching her nipples.
It seemed Momo heard it, because the next second, she was almost slamming Nayeon's face against Seungdae's pelvis, making the man moan and grunt as he used his strength to stay in place.
It was clear Nayeon was battling. Her eyes were already shedding tears that mixed with her saliva as they ran down her cheeks. The more he endured, the redder she turned, and the more her gurgling turned into occasional gags. The look in his eyes told her he could keep going longer than she could withstand his manhood abusing her throat to that level without her having any control. Feeling lightheaded, she patted Seungdae's thigh.
In a split second, he saw Momo pull Nayeon's head away from his shaft, releasing it completely along with an absurd amount of thick drool.
Before he could process anything else, Jieun had already taken the base of his dick and swallowed his length in its entirety, taking him by his thighs to fuck her own face as hard as she could.
Amazed, he admired his girlfriend for a couple of seconds before checking the members' impressed expressions. He focused on Tzuyu and the way her hips grind on Jihyo's strap while Sana tweaked her nipple. The moment their eyes met, he knew the request of his lover.
Since he'd be the only one who would dare to handle IU the way Momo handled Nayeon, he held Jieun's hair with one hand and pounded into her throat. Without stopping, he made her walk on her knees until they got to the empty sofa. "Show them the cock-hungry slut that you are," he grunted with a smirk, forcing her to get on the couch.
Just like she knew how to push his buttons, he knew how to trigger her. With fire in her eyes, she frantically fucked her face for a little more, lying down on the sofa until her stomach touched the waterproof fabric, and he was kneeling. Faster than she could breathe, IU let go of his manhood to spin, letting her head hang on the edge of the couch, reaching for her boyfriend's shaft.
He smoothly shoved his whole length to ram her throat. The new angle allowed him to reach as deep in her pipe as possible, and also gave their audience a clear view of her neck expanding at every rough thrust as her legs spread open and her hands reach her tits.
Loving it, he felt his climax approaching. Knowing Jieun was in it for the show, he choked her tightly, adding extra pressure to his dick and cutting the blood flow to her head, making the slapping of his balls against her face louder. His free hand went to IU's folds, shoving three fingers deep into her pussy and hitting her G-spot before taking them out and spanking her cunt, repeating the process, spanking her harder and harder as he reached his orgasm.
Her moans got drowned by his girth. Every slap, as raw and hard as it was, landed on her clit, sending jolts of electricity through her weak system until the last hit caused her to close her legs, trapping his hand. In response, he attacked her G-spot with all his might, making her tummy move from within, and forcing an orgasm on her as his own exploded, releasing her neck to cum over her face and torso.
It wasn't until Jieun felt air entering her lungs that she realized her legs were trembling and her hips were grinding against his hand, causing her to chuckle loudly at how sensitive she was. She wiped her eyes from her drool and blew a kiss to Seungdae, who was already helping her sit. "I guess I won," she smirked brightly, noticing that the amount of semen on her was noticeably less than any other time he had painted her body. Still, she felt vibrant. Her elegant beauty had turned into the allure of an almost animalistic whore, dominating the room, even though her body looked frail.
Holding her boyfriend's hand, she stood up, showing her pride and confidence, letting the trails of cum and spit run down her body. "Feel free to continue without me. I just need to use the restroom for a little while," she grinned devilishly. "Nayeonie?"
"Me?" She asked, still sitting on the floor with Momo. IU only raised her eyebrow at her, and Nayeon stood up quickly to reach her.
"We'll be right back," the actress giggled, taking Nayeon by the hand while Seungdae walked towards Tzuyu, who was blissfully trapped in Jihyo's and Sana's embrace.
"Want to come with us?" He asked the trembling maknae, pulling her for a gentle kiss while Jihyo kept pounding into her, while Sana rubbed the maknae's clit.
"If y-you'll do what I t-think you'll do… I'm better h-here," she replied, holding her moans and twitching violently halfway through.
"That's alright. We'll have time later," he reassured her, kissing her again. "Keep my angel entertained while we're gone," he told Sana and Jihyo, causing them to kiss her neck and breasts.
"Can I go too?" Chaeyoung asked, biting her lower lip as he walked by, making Mina laugh and shake her head.
"I mean, sure, if you want to watch…"
"I want to try it," she added quickly.
He was caught off guard, but thinking she may want to prepare more of her future tributing sessions, he nodded. "There will be enough for you, too, I guess." Seungdae extended his hand for her, and seeing that Jeongyeon was all handsy over Dahyun, he leaned to Mina. "I think there's a space for you in those pretty folds," he suggested, nodding towards Tzuyu.
"You read my mind, Mr. IU's boyfriend," Mina grinned, elegantly accepting his hand and his loud spank on her buttcheek as she waddled her way to the trio on the armchair.
Taking Chaeyoung by her waist, he took a moment to appreciate Dahyun's fake angry face as she cornered herself on the couch, pretending not to spread her legs for Jeongyeon. Planting another spank on the busty woman's ass, he walked towards Jieun.
To Nayeon's and Chaeyoung's surprise, the couple guided them to IU's bedroom, and even deeper to her half-empty walk-in closet, next to the bathroom's entrance. The place was huge, which left the two women a bit shocked.
"Jin, Jongsuk, and I tend to shower together whenever we have the chance. We needed it to be big enough for our needs," Seungdae explained, pointing to the double shower setup at the end of the bathroom, each with a handheld option below. He left them to explore the place, and he turned to see his girlfriend. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He frowned, clearly concerned. "You said you didn't like it."
"That was over a decade ago, when I was not ready, and with some old investors that stank," Jieun explained, grimacing. "Now, I'm ready and willing to try it again," she purred, pulling him towards her by his cock, reaching for his nape to kiss him, careful not to have him taste his own cum. "As long as the one using me as a toilet is the man I love, I'm willing to give it a shot," she scoffed. "Plus, we've got Nayeonie and Chaeyoungie to drink whatever falls."
"Jieun…" He exhaled, still not sold on the idea.
"You know you can't say no to me," she giggled, pulling him for another kiss. "Can you pee after taking that pill?"
"I think so," he exhaled, defeated.
When they turned to the shower, Chaeyoung was hugging Nayeon from behind while both leered at the couple. Confidently, IU walked towards them and kissed each of them, this time, carelessly pressing her own skin on theirs to let some of Seungdae's cum stick to them. "You can imagine why I brought you here, right?" The soloist asked them, and both nodded. "I know you're dying to do it, but do you also want to try it?" She asked the short woman, who, in a mixture of nervousness and happiness, nodded, biting her lower lip.
IU instructed Nayeon to lie on the floor with her feet facing Seungdae. Jieun knelt over her, placing her knees right above Nayeon's shoulders. Then, she asked Chaeyoung to stand behind her and hold her head firmly. "You're way bolder than me, so I trust you to keep me from flinching," the actress smirked, letting a bit of doubt show.
Nayeon was wiggling on the floor, unable to hide her eagerness and excitement, loving the view of IU's pink folds and Chaeyoung's pierced pussy. Looking down, she saw Seungdae, holding his throbbing cock by the base.
"Fucking hell," he let out, walking towards them, staring at Jieun's face. "I can't believe you're making me do this to you."
"You've used me like your personal whore for years. Why not your toilet?" She grinned.
She was right. He had used her until she passed out, with and without Jongsuk in the picture. He had also seen that wicked expression, covered in way more spit, drool, and cum than what he could account for. He had seen her beg for him to fill her womb again, even when she was exhausted and dripping semen from her holes.
She was right. He couldn't say no to her. Her smile widened, almost as if she could read his mind.
Seungdae relaxed and let go.
The first jet stream of urine landed on Jieun's breasts, way harder than he expected, causing her to raise her hands without putting them in the way. Seeing his girlfriend's tightly closed eyes and widely opened mouth, he directed it towards her face, quickly filling her mouth.
She tried to, but she could not swallow. The constant warmth of his pee spreading through her body down to her pussy made her folds tickle, and the smell of it made her really feel like an object, the lowest of it. It was embarrassing, humiliating, and degrading. But worst of all, arousing.
Impressed with her, and assuming she'd stay still, he aimed at Chaeyoung's face.
She leaned forward with a wide smile as she caught his stream. Despite the unpleasant flavor, she actively tried to swallow as much as she could, trying to keep her eyes open to see his shaft shooting at her until he aimed a little higher. The moment she felt his pee falling from her scalp to her back, she giggled, hugging IU's head and running her hands through her sunbae's breasts.
And then, he finished.
IU forced herself to open her eyes. Surprisingly for her, the remnants of urine getting in her eyes did not burn that much, likely due to the drool that she had taken earlier. Staring at Chaeyoung, she closed her mouth, receiving a surprise peck from the tattooed girl. She faced her man and leered directly at his eyes. She swallowed it all in small gulps, forcing herself to savor it. Instinctively, she exhaled when she was done, tasting the weird, bitter, and salty flavor again.
Chuckling at the disapproving face of Seungdae, IU set her eyes on Nayeon, who was fingering herself. She was drenched, her eyes were red, but she was focused on the cunts above her face. Chaeyoung pulled her unexpectedly for a fierce tongue kiss, in which both could feel more of his flavor through their breaths, not to mention the smell coming from their drenched hair.
Just like that, the short woman left IU's mouth and went to the floor, devouring Nayeon's lips.
"Did my little slut like it?" Seungdae asked, still unsure whether to hug her.
"It was… Interesting," she giggled, hugging him tightly, not caring if he wanted or not, thinking they'll soon get a proper shower anyway. "Maybe only when I'm feeling like doing something really nasty," she looked up at him, biting her lip.
"And what do you feel like doing, now?"
"Like trying something naughty," Jieun grinned, holding his cock.
No words were needed. He knelt to take Nayeon's legs, spreading them as he raised her hips, to shove his manhood in her slippery folds, making her thighs jiggle at every thrust. The woman's moan echoed in the bathroom as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, making Chaeyoung giggle. Earlier, he had eaten and fingered Nayeon's cunt, but he had not fucked her yet as per Jieun's request. "Worth the wait?"
"Every fucking moment," she exhaled, holding Chaeyoung's nape to kiss her. To her surprise, she felt IU's wet toes on her cheek, making their way into their lips.
Without hesitation, both women welcomed it, swirling their tongues wildly through her digits as she wiggled them.
One foot, then the other. Chaeyoung's hand went down Nayeon's clit, and Seungdae kept fucking her fat pussy.
The actress knelt to meet Nayeon's face, finding her desperate eyes. Scoffing, she joined the kiss, noticing Seungdae's concentrated smell emanating from her breath. "You drank a lot, didn't you?"
"Didn't want to waste it," Nayeon replied, sticking her tongue out for her sunbae to continue sucking it.
"Want some more?" IU whispered, getting the women's attention.
"Really?" Nayeon moaned, reaching for Chaeyoung's pierced nipple, pinching it to control her excitement. The slim woman enjoyed the pain, but her eyes also pleaded for the same treatment as her friend.
"Stay still," she instructed, standing up as both women got in position, one face after the other. Jieun squatted over their heads, careful to move their drenched hair out of the way to avoid any accidents. Once she was ready, she saw them get their faces together, brushing the corner of their lips. When she gawked at Seungdae, she could not help but blush.
"Come on, love," he chuckled, pressing Nayeon's womb with his palm, feeling his own cock reshape her cunt, and shoving a couple of fingers into Chaeyoung's pussy. "I've seen other men's cum dripping down your legs after I've fingered it out of your ass. Don't tell me my favorite slut is getting shy by peeing over two desperate whores in front of me."
The three women leered at him with offended but lustful eyes. Simultaneously, they returned to their positions.
IU fingered herself for a little while, and, looking into her boyfriend's eyes, she released it all, starting on Nayeon's mouth, swaying to Chaeyoung's lips and back, giving enough breaks in between for each of them to swallow her pee.
When she was over, IU moved slightly to see their faces. Both were smiling like broken toys, but Nayeon's eyes showed her hunger. Sitting on her face was the easiest part since she got into the bathroom.
Chaeyoung laughed at her greedy friend and went to Seungdae, keeping his fingers in her cunt. She moved so decisively and quickly that he could not stop her kiss. Shockingly for him, the tattooed girl still had a bit of IU's liquid in her mouth, and she forced it onto him, causing him to choke her. Ultimately, he drank it.
"Not so bad, right?" The slim woman grunted with a wicked smile, using her small hands to press his fingers around her neck.
She had a point. Maybe because of the jar of water she had surely finished on her own, but the taste and smell were minimal. Still, he peeked at Jieun. She was equally shocked, but mostly aroused by the whole thing. She nodded.
"You truly love to be punished," he scoffed, and she nodded, never releasing his grip from Chaeyoung's neck. Knowing he was almost at his limit, Seungdae withdrew his manhood from Nayeon and shoved three fingers into her pussy, using his full force against her G-spot to force an orgasm out of her.
The sudden tremble made IU fall over Nayeon's face, covering her face with her bald cunt while the woman shivered on the piss-filled floor. Luckily for her, Seungdae's grip was strong enough to raise Nayeon's hips, allowing her squirt to gush upwards. Hungryly, Jieun leaned to take most of the splashes directly to her mouth.
When he stopped, his girlfriend eyed the tattooed woman. She had also witnessed her friend turning into a fountain for her sunbae to drink from, but her face was softening due to the lack of air.
Giving her no time to catch her breath, Seungdae stood up, released Chaeyoung's neck, turned her to see her behind, and impaled her ass with his whole girth and length. Before she could adjust, he raised her right leg in the air and rammed her butthole. His left arm, even though it provided some support for her torso, was there for his hand to finger her pierced cunt, harder than he had done with Nayeon.
Soon, he forced a climax in Chaeyoung's body, one that sprayed her squirt all over Jieun's and Nayeon's bodies, with enough control for him to aim most of it at his girlfriend's face. He kept going for a few more seconds until he felt his own orgasm hit.
Quicker than even he expected, he pulled out of Chaeyoung and carried her in a full nelson, letting her pussy gush the last bits of her squirt right over Jieun.
Still fully sat on Nayeon's face, IU stroked his length, gladly receiving his spurts of semen onto her face. The fact that this time the ropes of cum were less in amount and volume, but his grunts and the way he shook in her hands remained the same, made her grin devilishly. Taking advantage of his limited view, she pulled him towards her to take his manhood into her throat for the last time of the day, torturing his extra sensitive dick, and savoring Chaeyoung's bitter flavor until his shaft was clean.
"God!" He exclaimed, taking a couple of steps back to sit on the floor with the slim woman in his arms. "So fucking glad you asked for those damn cameras," he panted as Jieun stood up and spun slowly to show all her angles.
"Thank you," Nayeon giggled, finally breathing.
"Aren't you two going to lick me clean?"
With that, and Seungdae's help to prevent both women from falling due to their trembling legs, both women took their time to lick all of IU's body, head to toes, savoring a mixture of her sweat, their squirt, and Seungdae's urine and cum, all while the couple made out after they had cleaned her face.
Already on the floor, as they were kissing her feet, Seungdae turned on the showers to get properly clean. Everyone was to be the center of attention at several points, having all hands on them to ensure they get completely fresh and clean.
Once they were ready, they went downstairs. Seungdae was carrying Chaeyoung on his back, while IU led by holding Seungdae's sensitive dick with her right hand, and Nayeon's cunt with her left. The shock from the naked people in the living room was mutual.
Downstairs, Sana drew most of the attention because of her high-pitched whimpers, caused by Tzuyu and Momo, fucking both her holes with a strap-on each. Her hands reached for their heads, pulling them for a slippery kiss one at a time. The tall girl was sitting on the couch. She had the six-inch dildo fully buried in Sana's ass, keeping her legs fully spread in the air. Her fellow Japanese friend was ramming her pussy with Seungdae's replica.
Mina was on all fours, showing her perfectly arched doggystyle position whilst Jihyo, who was wearing a strap with the same double-dicked dildo Momo had shoved into Jieun's holes before, drilled her ass, making her buttcheeks ripple violently at every pound. The clapping of their flesh and Mina's sweet moans added lust to the whole atmosphere, but the way her face brightened at the sight of Chaeyoung added a contrasting cute factor to the scene.
Dahyun, while frozen from being caught in the act, was sitting on Jeongyeon's face, leaning over her friend's cunt. The red shade on her face quickly matched the redness she had caused on her friend's clit from all the slapping. Her left hand caught their attention as it slowly slipped out of the busty woman's folds, revealing a little puddle of fluids. "S-she tricked me," she said, receiving a burning spank from Jeongyeon, causing Dahyun to add weight on her ass and slap her fat pussy again.
IU, Nayeon, and Seungdae stopped to process the scene. "It's okay, you can go," The soloist chuckled after taking her fingers out of the oldest member, patting her small bush.
Faster than they expected, Nayeon jumped over the couch where Dahyun was. In between their yelling and teasing, Nayeon pinned Dahyun against the couch, asking Jeongyeon to hold the pale girl's hands and lick her nipples, which resulted in Dahyun biting her elder's plump tit as Nayeon spread the young woman's thighs to lick her cunt.
Amazed by Dahyun's legs immediately hugging Nayeon, they walked towards Jihyo and Mina. Seungdae turned to drop Chaeyoung, giving the leader a clear view of her swollen asshole.
"Yah! What did I tell you about fucking my members this hard?" Jihyo asked, grabbing the tattooed woman's buttcheek, making her laugh despite how hard she pressed on her flesh.
"Better not to tell you about how I choked her," he murmured with a smirk, surprised by Jieun walking towards Chaeyoung to give her the magic wand they've used earlier.
"I'd love to see you treat her the same way she treated me," IU told her. Both women grinned and looked at Mina. Her eyes showed a tint of fear, but her face and the way she smashed her ass against Jihyo told a different story.
They all worked smoothly. Jihyo reached for Mina's arms, pulling her and forcing her to stand on her knees while she kept ramming her greedy asshole. Chaeyoung shoved three of her slim fingers into her girlfriend's tight cunt, feeling the piece of rubber move against the thin inner wall of flesh. Then, she turned on the wand and placed it right on Mina's clit, causing the vibrations to run not only through her sensitive bean and her vulva, but also through Chaeyoung's fingers into her core. IU held the Japanese beauty by her cheeks and shut her needy whines with her lips. In just a few seconds, Mina was already squirting all over the floor, but the other women showed no interest in stopping.
Despite the incredible view, he still had a bit more to give. Seungdae spread a generous amount of lube on his sensitive member, and, thankful that the strap-ons they were wearing did not cover anyone's ass, he walked towards Tzuyu, Sana, and Momo.
"Fuck!" Momo screamed, pushing all of her fake cock onto Sana's pussy and instantly scratching Seungdae's thigh as she felt his whole manhood stretch her puckered hole and reshape her guts in one abrupt movement.
"However I want, right?" He growled in Momo's ear, noticing a subtle vibration coming from her insides.
"Y-yes," she hissed with an angry smirk, twisting her torso to kiss him.
"What about me?" Sana pouted, messing up with Tzuyu's hair behind her, using her feet to reach for him.
"I only got so much left in me," he replied, kissing her toes and winking at Tzuyu, who chuckled, biting her lower lip.
"Then fuck me through her," she requested, using her most seductive face. "Don't think we didn't notice this is a replica of you," she added with a devilish grin.
"Wait, what?" Momo let out in confusion before crying loudly.
"Thank you for the shortcut," Seungdae whispered to her, holding the controlling end of the lush vibrator she had in her pussy, increasing its intensity to the maximum level as he blew her ass. He didn't know if it was because of his sensitivity or because she was clenching incredibly hard, but the tightness of her rectum was beyond anything he could bear.
He held on to her plump breasts, pressing her flesh and pinching her pierced nipples as he tried to focus on thrusting twice as hard just so Momo's hips could actually fuck Sana with the fake shaft. Tzuyu proved her strength, keeping Sana still by squeezing her firm tits as she made her ass clap with her strong hips.
The lovers locked eyes with each other. The mutual smirk and determined eyes fueled their lust right before Sana pulled Tzuyu for a hungry kiss where he could see their tongues dance.
Panting, Momo did the same with him, adding her own hip movement to the formula as she swirled her tongue inside his mouth.
Sana grunted on Tzuyu's mouth as she felt the extra energy hitting her womb from two points faster and harder than before. She was close, and she took it into her hands not to get there alone. A bit erratically, she reached for Momo's breasts, getting the man's stiff hands out of her way to twist her nipples and pull her friend closer to her.
It worked exactly as she expected. Seungdae and Momo started fucking at a more violent rhythm, and Tzuyu, giggling, followed along. The cherry on top, the man's hand suddenly reached for her neck to choke her the same way he did with Momo.
The maknae chuckled, feeling Sana tremble on the edge of her own climax, and loving the way Seungdae grunted and panted, announcing his own as he pounded so hard the whole couch moved at every thrust. She saw his fingers pressing tighter and tighter on her friends' necks until Momo let go of his mouth, whimpering desperately as his groans reached the familiar pitch of him losing it to another orgasm.
Sana felt it through the replica. His relentless hammering somehow lasted way longer than usual, and it served to trigger Momo's convulsing climax, which tortured the man's hypersensitive dick and added one last ramming at Sana's pussy.
Desperately, the busty woman fought Seungdae's grip to reach Sana's lips. Aided by the strong pull on her tits, she freed herself from his hand and devoured her friend's mouth as she shuddered in place until Sana finally exploded, adding a final, stronger tweak on the pierced nipples.
Tzuyu witnessed everything firsthand, loving the gushing sounds of Sana's holes as they fucked her, expelling wave after wave of squirt. She got impressed by Momo's strength, as even her unconscious movements made Sana's thighs clap thunderously. Her eyes, however, focused on Seungdae's face as he held on to Momo's hip and Sana's neck to fuck them despite the evident effort it represented.
When the orgasms of the Japanese women began to decrease, the maknae took the chance to pull Seungdae for a fervent kiss that he reciprocated. "Will you have something for me later?" She teased him, pouting and using her doe eyes on him.
"Later," he chuckled. "At night, tomorrow… I don't know." He panted, kissing her gently. "If I nut again, I'll ejaculate dust," he laughed, defeated.
"And yet you've not gotten soft," Momo panted, confused.
"Mr. Hwang had to take a pill to fuck us all," Sana replied, reaching for his face to press his cheeks with one hand.
"I'm just a man and ten of you," he giggled, getting lost on Tzuyu's face.
"You didn't have to take anything when you fucked Itzy," Momo argued, clenching her ass and rocking her hips on purpose.
He groaned and panted. "They were only five, and I only fucked four of them," he grunted, squeezing Momo's ass before Chaeyoung spanked his ass, causing him to thrust into Momo, and her to push into Sana.
"You'll love what your girlfriend's about to do," she told him as soon as he turned to see her.
He checked on Tzuyu to find Momo kissing her, so he decided to pull his shaft out. To his surprise, Chaeyoung immediately latched onto Momo's gaping rimhole, shoving her tongue as deep as she could. Remembering the first time he licked that peach, he smiled and scanned the room.
Jeongyeon had Dahyun sitting on her legs. The pale woman was still flushed, with arms crossed as her friend groped her hips. Nayeon, however, was busy cupping the squirt from the couch to drink it.
When he looked around for Jieun, he saw Mina's hand calling him enthusiastically. As he walked, his eyes processed the scene. His girlfriend had Jihyo lying on the couch with her legs fully spread and her right hand fully buried in the leader's cunt.
"Impressive, isn't it?" He asked her.
"I remember how it felt, but look," Jieun exhaled, obsessed with Jihyo's pussy as she pulled her closed fist out of her folds and shoved it right back in repeatedly. The busty woman had her eyes closed, simply enjoying IU's actions as Mina caressed her hair from behind the sofa.
A squeal caught his attention. Chaeyoung was now licking Sana's asshole and slit like crazy while Momo and Tzuyu laughed. "I want to see!" She screamed.
Jeongyeon quickly answered her pleas, carrying Chaeyoung away so Momo could help Sana walk towards Jihyo. The Japanese woman lay face down on the short end of the couch and kissed the leader. Momo, Dahyun, and Jeongyeon followed Mina behind the couch for a clear view. Chaeyoung, still hungry, ran towards Sana to eat her still sensitive folds, using a cushion to raise the woman's ass and have a clear view of the action.
With all surrounding the sofa, Nayeon rushed to take the maknae and remove her strap-on. "You don't mind if I take her, right?" She asked him, guiding a confused Tzuyu to the armrest. Nayeon sat, patting her thighs for Tzuyu to sit on them. Scoffing and shaking her head, she accepted the invitation.
Ignoring the noise around her, Jihyo opened her eyes because of IU's abrupt up and down movement of her wrist. The tanned woman clenched her cunt at the realization that all the members surrounded her. She looked down to see the soloist's hypnotized eyes and Seungdae standing behind her. "Are you really going to stand there?" She chuckled, feeling more of her sunbae's fingers exploring her loose pussy while her right hand was still inside. "Wait, are you…?"
"Can I?" IU asked, leering over her as she took out her right hand and pushed her left hand inside her.
"Jeongyeonah, record it all," Jihyo requested, breathing heavily and feeling her heart beating harder.
"I've got cameras all around, you know?" Jieun scoffed, moving her hand in circles inside the leader. Some members gasped in confusion and excitement.
"I know, but I'd like all angles for this," she explained, calling Seungdae with her hand and eyeing her swollen breasts.
He understood, but first he leaned over Jieun. "She can handle that and more," he reassured her, giving her the little boost she needed. She got comfortable, shoving and taking out one fist into Jihyo's cunt and then the other, repeatedly until both hands were drenched. Then, maintaining her right hand in, she added the fingers of her left hand. Her four fingers slide in right away, causing her to exhale in surprise.
"That's about as thick as your closed fist. Keep going," Seungdae whispered, slowly getting over Jieun. Winking, he thanked Mina for offering some lube and pouring it into his hand. Just as his girlfriend tried to get her knuckles into Jihyo's pussy, he swiftly angled his shaft and pressed his tip onto IU's pukerhole.
With a confident chuckle, she raised her ass to take his tip, and just as he let his weight shove his length into her guts, Jieun pushed her left hand into Jihyo's cunt, feeling her fingers automatically go over her fist as the vacuum of her insides limited her movement.
"My god," the leader exclaimed, rolling her eyes and being pulled by Sana for another kiss.
"Why did we never try that with her?" Jeongyeon asked, getting a nice angle that closely captured Jihyo's folds gripping IU's wrists as she moved them in circles, making the leader's womb bulge slightly.
"Because Chaeyoung would probably want to try it with you," Momo replied, raising her eyebrows, causing the tatted girl to giggle in Sana's folds.
IU tried to pull out both hands at the same time, but Jihyo grunted, reaching for her clit. The soloist chuckled with a tint of malice, making circles with her hands as she pulled back and forth as much as Seungdae was pushing his cock into her ass, causing the busty woman to pant and grip onto the sofa and Sana's head.
"You want to test her limits, right?" He whispered in Jieun's ear. She hummed, too focused on how tightly Jihyo's walls kept pressing her hands, fighting with her vacuum to make two full fists inside of her. "You've been so focused on her cunt that you haven't even tasted her milk, haven't you?"
The actress stopped, managing to separate her hands into two fists, causing the leader to grunt silently. She turned, drunk in lust to see her boyfriend. He eyed Jihyo's breasts as a drop of milk formed on each hardened nipple.
Seungdae pushed her from her ass, and she crawled over the beautiful, tanned skin to reach the plump tit. The couple hovered over her veiny tits, admiring the blue hue mixing with the tempting caramel nipples.
"Did you r-really wait for this to happen to drink it?" Jihyo panted and smirked, feeling IU's hands adapt to the new position inside her cunt.
"I wasn't expecting her to try both hands," he chuckled, fighting against his own sensitivity to thrust into Jieun's ass, pushing her towards Jihyo's left tit, giving him the chance to take the right one.
Just as IU's tongue swirled around her nipple, suctioning it to taste her sweet milk, Seungdae did the same, slowly fucking his girlfriend's butt, which also caused Jieun's hands to get deeper into the leader's pussy.
Jihyo's moans soon turned into whimpers muffled in Sana's lips. The more comfortable the couple got, the more IU moved her hands inside of her, and the more Seungdae pounded on his girlfriend. She had experienced one big hand demolishing her insides on several occasions, but having her sunbae's hands reshaping her guts, clearly testing how much she could actually bear, was an unexpected but welcome surprise. Any pain caused by having her walls stretched to a new dimension was hidden by playing with her own clit. In addition to that, having the couple release the pressure of her boobs by sucking her nipples and licking them at will quickly sent her towards the doors of her orgasm.
For the couple, it was no longer about their own pleasure. Jieun was simply enjoying Seungdae's manhood pushing her womb from within her ass, letting herself get drunk on Jihyo's milk and her dominant side to push her limits, remembering how her boyfriends rammed both their cocks in her own cunt in the past.
Seungdae, however, had managed to enter a perpetual state before his own climax. He was determined to enjoy that blissful torture no other man would experience: feeling Jieun's rectum caress his sensitive length, and the warmth of her skin across his torso. Having Jihyo's udder in his mouth, savoring her sweet milk as he massaged that beautiful tit. Being surrounded by the rest of Twice after everything that had happened in the previous hours, and having a clear view of Tzuyu's angelic face and spread thighs as she was getting vigorously fingered by Nayeon's large fingers.
The sight of those gorgeous eyes in combination with those parted lips and her sweet moans gave him that extra drive he thought was far from reach. Grinning at Tzuyu, he spanked Jieun's ass, sinking his fingers into her fair skin. In an instant, he rammed his girlfriend's butthole, causing her to push her little hands harder against Jihyo's womb.
The couple sucked harder on the leader's nipples. Sana held her face to keep her in their hungry, slippery kiss as she choked her, pressing only the sides of her neck to allow those precious cries to come out from her lungs. Jihyo's right hand went to Seungdae, scratching his back. Her left hand left her clit, aiming at IU's back, but stopping before her nails touched her. Just as energetically, her hand went back to her clit, rubbing it at full speed while the actress moved her fists independently from each other, making her feel like her cunt was getting wrecked.
Jihyo's mind went blank, feeling her orgasm hit every part of her, resulting in a full-body convulsion so strong that Momo had to hug her leg to avoid her kicking anyone. Sana and Seungdae helped her to stay in place without stopping their actions on her. Every movement from IU's hands inside of her intensified tenfold, especially the occasional punches to her G-spot, which resulted in her squirt spraying all over her sunbae's stomach. At the highest point of her climax, she felt a warm rain fall over her, triggering waves of pleasure from every place a drop landed.
Seungdae welcomed the gushing fluids from Tzuyu's folds, guided by Nayeon's hand to fall mostly over his face. Feeling way past his limit, he pulled Jieun in for a fierce kiss, sharing a bit of Jihyo's milk as they were showered with the maknae's juices. With his girlfriend's approving bite, he withdrew his dick from her asshole, feeling every bit of Jieun's rectum on his way out. Exhausted, he stepped back to sit on the edge of the couch with his eyes closed.
He heard Nayeon yell, and Sana giggle. "Fuck!" He grunted at the sudden warmth and tightness enveloping his shaft, forcing him to look down to find Tzuyu, still shivering and dripping from her climax, engulfing his cock and gagging with Nayeon behind her, pushing her head down to take his full length. He had no cum left in him, but the maknae's efforts to keep his manhood in her throat triggered one last orgasm from him; one so hard he fell his whole body contract as he held Tzuyu's head in place while his whole body trembled on the couch.
Next to him, IU was still playing with Jihyo, moving her hands more freely now that she didn't have Seungdae over her, limiting her range. She prolonged the leader's climax by fucking her cunt with both fists, moving one after the other as if they were two dicks fucking her, hitting her womb one at a time, but at a speed she had not felt before. The actress enjoyed every second of it, getting showered on Jihyo's squirt until her bladder was empty. Panting, satisfied with the orgasm they had given her, she kept both fists closed at the same level and pushed them out of the shivering folds, sending one last shockwave across her nervous system.
Jeongyeon had managed to get everything on camera. Seungdae's blank eyes, Tzuyu's mouth, and the trail of drool that hung from it as Nayeon helped her get on the couch to kiss him, Jihyo's loose, cavernous bucket cunt, dripping her nectar with no way to close, and IU's lustful face as she used both drenched hands to take Jihyo's face for one passionate kiss. The shot ended with Chaeyoung's impressed face, her lips filled with Sana's nectar, Sana herself gawking warmly at the makeout session between Jihyo and IU, and the dumbfounded expressions of Momo, Mina, and Dahyun, whose eyes were fixed on the wreckage the soloist had caused on her leader.
"I noticed you had not come once until now," IU whispered on Jihyo's lips. "Was it worth the wait?"
"Y-yes," the tanned woman stuttered with a wicked, broken smile. She tried to say something else, but her body wouldn't allow her, so she simply welcomed Jieun's lips.
When all the lust had settled down, they all made fun of Seungdae. Even though IU's and Jihyo's climaxes may have been the hardest of the day, he was the one who seemed to be the most drained and exhausted, while his girlfriend and the leader were already standing, waiting for him to get to the shower.
Tzuyu helped him up, and the hosts showed the members the rest of the house, showing them the different showers in the house so everyone could get dressed without smelling of sex, even though they had to open all the windows from the first floor to let all the different scents go. The couple, however, mentioned they would clean the place while the girls got ready. Since she would be spending the night with them, Tzuyu offered to help.
By the time the members returned, the trio had already finished with the place, making it look good as new, except for the couple of women trying to make Seungdae's dick fit in his pants without him suffering.
They went to the large dining table, already set with a few extra chairs to accommodate all the members. Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang. Seungdae opened the door and guided a team of five to bring a set of dishes for everyone to enjoy a feast. As soon as they entered the room, they left.
"They're the best for this kind of… Festivities," Seungdae explained.
"I know we're all a bit tired after such a… Rewarding day, but I also know how stressful a new tour can be," IU explained, standing to act as a host. "I imagine some of you did not expect today to take such a turn, so I wanted to give you a little treat to help you recover, but also to show a bit of gratitude towards you. Not only because of how loving and caring you've been towards me for all these years, but also for how you've welcomed this silly, hung man into your lives," she chuckled, making Seungdae giggle. "Thank you for taking care of him, and for accepting our invitation."
All nine members insisted on thanking her for the day and, jokingly, for how well she had trained Seungdae. Between laughs and anecdotes, the members asked more about their relationship, Jongsuk's role in their dynamic, how her boyfriends became friends, and how Seungdae had asked her to be his girlfriend, teasing him for taking so long.
The conversations moved along. They started with some of the surprises from that very day, like Dahyun getting to experiment a bit with most members; IU taking the chance to compliment her figure, especially those childbearing hips. Also, Jeongyeon, taking Seungdae's cock easier than anybody expected, where everybody flattered how good she looked when she took matters into her own hands. And of course, how impressive it was to witness MiSaMo giving IU such a strong orgasm, just like how she managed to expand Jihyo's cunt that much. "I still feel empty right now," Jihyo admitted in all honesty.
Jieun then asked more about their dynamics and shared how impressed she was that they had such a strong bond and managed to work as a group, even with a long-lasting couple in the mix. The girls joked that they had each had a crush on at least one member at some point, but that all of them knew about MiChaeng before MiChaeng even kissed for the first time, which took a few years after debuting. That, of course, gave Mina an entrance to share how she already knew who Jin truly was before that day.
As the conversation went on, the chatter went all over the place. From the little extra plans they had for the tour to the few past experiences that allowed Momo to finally rant freely with IU about the one commonality they shared above all the other members: an ex from the same group. They vented about the exhausting backlash from both sides of the fandoms, but mostly, about the little things that, looking in retrospect, they didn't really like about their exes, causing everyone to tease Seungdae as he rolled his eyes, holding his laugh, every time Jieun and Momo recognized some patterns in behaviour both of their exes had.
That topic led to the question of what would happen if Jieun and Seungdae decided to marry. The couple mentioned they would likely marry in private, with a small group of friends who knew about their relationship, which now included all nine of them. Seungdae, however, made no mention of the deal he had with Jongsuk about both of them proposing to her together when the moment arrived. That, of course, was thinking too far into the future.
An hour after the sun went down, Jihyo mentioned they should probably go. Everyone agreed and helped with the table and the dishes. Once they were done, the leader, Jeongyeon, Sana, and Mina checked on Tzuyu to confirm if she wanted to stay. If there was some doubt about it earlier, when IU first offered it, the maknae's smile showed pure excitement. Confirming that Jeongyeon will stop by to take care of Kaya and Butter, they said goodbye with hugs, kisses, and a few slaps on several butts before the group went back up to the couple of cars and drove away.
The trio went to take that pending shower they needed. As soon as the three of them got naked in the bathroom, Jieun could not help but be amazed by Tzuyu's body, getting her little hands all over the tall girl, filling her with compliments, and soon, kisses. Surrounded by steam, Tzuyu allowed herself to be pampered by the couple, letting the soloist play with her pierced nipple while she kissed Seungdae. With how tired they were, they didn't bother to try to have sex. Instead, they yearned for a bed.
The couple was ready to cuddle naked, but since Tzuyu innocently mentioned she had no pajamas, they put some on, and IU offered the young woman one of her own sets of button-ups.
"I can't believe you're making my clothes look like lingeree," Jieun scoffed, impressed by how tightly the fabric hugged her skin. Her thighs and hips had barely allowed the pants to fit as low-rise pants, but the visible cameltoe made it obvious they would be uncomfortable to sleep in. The button-up, however, was far too short for her, revealing her navel at the smallest movement.
"I don't see the issue," Seungdae joked, loving the exaggerated sad expression on Tzuyu's face, making both women slap his arms. "What about some of my clothes?"
He handed her an old white t-shirt, barely large enough to cover her bum. When offered a pair of pants from Seungdae, since she knew neither he nor IU had any underwear beneath their loose clothes, and she wanted to let her pussy breathe, she shyly asked if it would be okay not to wear anything.
"Darling, clothes are optional for you at any moment," Jieun reassured her with a cute smile, tickling her big thighs and getting a firm grip of her asscheeks, making her blush before going to bed.
This time, Seungdae remained in the middle, IU by his right, and Tzuyu at his left. The three of them sighed at the same time, then laughed. While tired, neither of them felt sleepy, not when they still felt a bit of adrenaline from the whole day. They talked, of course, of the little, more intimate notes from the day.
Jieun teased Tzuyu about how lovingly she looked at and kissed Chaeyoung. "If I didn't know, I would think you truly have a thing for her!" She added, widening her eyes with awe.
"Actually," Tzuyu giggled shyly. "I've always had a crush on Chaeyoungie," she admitted.
"I knew it!" Seungdae murmured, remembering how she reacted when they fucked with the video of his night with MiChaeng. Jieun was out of words, and Tzuyu slapped the man's chest as she laughed shyly.
"It all started when I looked a bit too long at her lips," she pouted. "I've always found her alluring, and if I stare too long at her, I still feel something. That's why I let her pierce my nipple," she giggled. "I was even willing to get both done by her, and I could have taken it off and let it heal, but since Chae did it, I kept it."
Seungdae smiled warmly at her, hugging her with one arm.
"What about Mina?" Jieun asked.
Tzuyu chuckled. "Even back when we were in Sixteen, I knew they liked each other, and back then, I was too shy to say anything," she added with a bright smile.
"So you told her later?" He wondered.
"Yeah! It wasn't like a proposal or anything. I just needed her to know," Tzuyu explained, pursing her lips as she felt the embarrassment from her memories flesh out. Noticing the couple's eyes, she knew they were expecting more. "Chaeyoungie sat on my legs and hugged me tightly. She said she liked me too, but she had actual feelings for Mina unnie." At the sight of Jieun's face getting shocked, she continued right away with a laugh. "It's fine! I told her to pursue her because I truly love how happy they make each other," she explained, biting her lip with an excited smile.
Seungdae's eyes widened as he did his best to control his mouth. What he didn't say, however, his face did.
"You just happened to be caught in the middle of a rough moment," she laughed. "They're usually pretty stable," she concluded with a confident nod and a wide grin. "Sunbaenim," her tone became wary, but she felt safe to let her curiosity flourish. "Did you ever feel something like that for a girl?"
The very question changed the atmosphere. Seungdae hugged his girlfriend instantly, with a warm smile that hid his sadness.
"Yes," Jieun replied right away. If Seungdae's smile hid sadness, hers showed it proudly. "Gosh, she had the most beautiful lips, and her smile brightened the whole room," she laughed. "I could not comprehend how someone could be that pretty. I even wrote a few songs about her, published a couple; wrote some more afterwards..." Her eyes became teary, but the smile remained on her face. "She was one of those people you get to admire, not only because she was beautiful, but because of who she was…" A tear fell down her cheek, but she chuckled. "At many points, I didn't know if I wanted to be with her or if I wanted to be like her, especially at the beginning…"
Seungdae hugged her rightly, kissing the top of her head, hiding his own watery eyes.
"She really made me feel like I was crazy in the best way possible," she added, letting her tears shed freely. "I know what that's like," Jieun assured her.
"Sunbaenim, I'm sorry I asked…"
"No, no," Jieun reached for Tzuyu's hands, kissing them. "Half of these are happy tears for all that time together," she explained, giggling as she told her more about those beautiful memories, with a few intermissions from Seungdae to lighten the mood.
"So you knew her?" Tzuyu asked him in surprise.
"Oh, yeah," he replied with a smile. No sadness this time. "She used to tease me a lot about Jin and how I didn't try anything serious back then."
"She would be really happy for us, though," Jieun smiled brightly, hugging Seungdae's arm. "But she would have teased you even more now that you're kind of dating this gorgeous woman," she added, reaching for Tzuyu's cheek, making her giggle. "I'll do that for her," she grinned.
"Oh, my god!" He smiled, rolling his eyes.
"About that…" Tzuyu voiced, getting their full attention. "I… I wrote something for you," she said coyly to him, unable to keep her eyes on them. "I'm not sure if it would be okay to read it now, but…"
"Please. As long as you're comfortable. Yes, please," he nodded at her, aware that she expressed her feelings better after writing them down.
Tzuyu smiled shyly and reached for her phone. "I wrote it in my notebook, but I took a picture just in case we were not at my place," she pursed her lips in a thin line, then she proceeded to sit on the bed with her legs crossed, facing the couple, even though she hid her face behind her phone.
"Seungdae. I know the way we met is far from the most common or romantic. But you know my life is far from common, and that it gives little to no space for any classic romance to take place in the way any other person my age, or your age," she scoffed with a teasing tone, "would experience. And yet, you've come into my life and have gifted me something I knew could come, but was too afraid to look for."
She glanced over the phone to see their eyes fully focused on her. "You've given me patience, warmth, laughs, and understanding for parts of my life most people would judge me for. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for making me feel lovable for who I am, including the parts of me that must remain secret to everyone else."
She took a second to smile sincerely at him and continued. "I know that understanding comes from your experience with Jin, and that your heart already belongs to her. For others, that would be a hard stop from allowing themselves to fall in love with you. But for me, for us, that does not seem to be an issue."
Tzuyu raised her hands a bit to hide her face completely. "If I'm reading this to you, I'm probably hiding my face right now," she read, holding her laugh, but too ashamed to show her face. "For me, falling in love and loving someone are two different things. While I don't dare to say that I love you yet, it is true that I'm falling for you, or that I've already fallen for you. A big part of me tells me you're falling for me in the same way, and that's the part that I worry about."
She continued in a more serious tone. "This year will require a lot from me. I will be traveling around the world several times, and I know I'll have little to no time to see you. Sometimes, I'll be so drained that I'll need time for myself, and I won't want to see you, even if I yearn for it, for you."
Worried, she dared to lower her phone a bit to peek at him. His reassuring smile brought back that calm she needed to continue. "I know some members may have asked you to take care of me and my feelings, but I know you do that every day, and that's why I feel comfortable opening up with you about this." Tzuyu peeked at IU, who was observing her lovingly.
"I would like to be your girlfriend. Yes. But I don't think it would be fair to you to be in a relationship with me if I don't have time to spend with you. It doesn't feel fair to ask for more, but I don't want us to stop hanging out whenever we have the chance. If in the future, you don't take ten years to ask me out," she pursed her lips, avoiding their eyes, but hearing their giggles. "I will be more than willing to give us a try. In the meantime, please be patient with me, and hug me when I'm done reading this," her tone became shy as she lowered her phone, shrinking in her place.
Seungdae went for her, hugging her tightly. "I'll be around you for as long as you want me to be there, I promise."
"There's also a little something for IU sunbaenim," Tzuyu whispered, changing Jieun's touched, loving expression to a surprised and confused one. Seungdae turned to his girlfriend and gave her space to read it.
"Jin. Jin unnie? How should I even call you?" She read awkwardly.
"Jieun unnie," her elder whispered, gently reaching for her hand, making the tall woman blush.
"Jieun unnie," Tzuyu voiced, holding her smile and listening to her sunbae get excited at her words. "Thank you for letting me get a part of Seungdae. I know the kind of relationship you two have is unique, to say the least, but also pretty strong. I also want you to know that even when he stares at me like a puppy, whenever he talks about you, he smiles in such a way that it's impossible for me to feel bad because he loves you so fondly." She contemplated the couple. He was trying to control his embarrassment, and she was grinning teasingly at him.
Tzuyu continued. "He has proven to me that finding that kind of genuine love is possible, even with all the shady sides our world requires us to take part in. If it's okay with you, I'd like to continue having a part of him whenever our schedules align. I hope I don't become a burden for you two. And I promise I'll do my best to take care of him as he takes care of me." She lowered her phone, this time staring directly at Jieun, still holding her hand.
"You're no burden at all," Jieun stated, pulling her for a tight hug.
"Can I really call you 'Jieun unnie'?" She asked, too shy to face her.
"Yes! Sounds so cute coming from you!" The soloist giggled, looking up at her. "Maybe 'IU sunbaenim' for the cameras, but between us, 'Jieun unnie' feels good."
Reassuring her that he knows how to deal with a girl with a busy schedule and that they would support her throughout and after the concert. Afterwards, the three of them kept laughing and cuddling until the day's tiredness struck. They got under the covers, shared some tender kisses, and fell asleep.
As customary, and greatly because of her busy schedule, Jieun woke up first. She admired her man's peaceful face. Aware that whenever he was exhausted, he'd sleep through an earthquake, she made her way to his face, kissing him gently before resting over his chest to admire Tzuyu.
Easily, ten minutes went by before Seungdae moved and woke up. "My queen," he greeted her with a husky voice, making her chuckle as he leaned to kiss her.
"Got to admit, Great One, you have excellent taste for women. She's so cute!" Jieun whispered excitedly. "I can understand why she makes you flustered," she teased him, raising her eyebrows. "She's even making me feel something."
"Two boyfriends and your boyfriend's lover?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "That's greedy."
"Greed allowed me to have you and Jong," she remarked, getting closer to his face. "And greed made you have us both here," she smirked, kissing him. "I'd say, enjoy it. Enjoy us."
The couple giggled, kissing each other kindly before they turned to Tzuyu, contemplating her features, whispering about every little detail of her face and how charming she was.
Slowly, Tzuyu grunted cutely and opened her eyes, instantly feeling her face getting red at the couple's loving gaze. "Hi," she said, not sure what to do.
Seungdae could not hold it and reached her face to kiss her gently. The touch of his lips made her smile warmly, and she let herself get carried away, holding his cheek as the kiss continued.
"Aish! You two are too cute!" Jieun let out, biting her lips and pressing Seungdae's arm.
"Unnie!" Tzuyu whined, hiding her face on Seungdae's chest.
"Now that's something I never expected to hear from her," he scoffed, messing with Tzuyu's silky hair.
"Hush and kiss her, then kiss me!" Jieun slapped his shoulder.
Playing around, passing Seungdae from one woman to the other, Jieun could not help but go down Tzuyu's thighs, all the way to her feet. Slowly, she kissed her toes, making her way through her long figure. She let herself get carried away on Tzuyu's tanned skin, touching her and kissing her way more than she thought she would.
Along with Seungdae, they worshipped every part of her, making her melt before they took off her t-shirt and touched her pussy.
Tzuyu asked for his cock, she wanted to give him a proper blowjob. Meanwhile, Jieun used the time to devour the young woman's folds, recognizing the flavour he had on his dick the morning of her birthday, this time savoring it directly from the precious source.
By the time she asked him to fuck her, Jieun was more than sold on the idea, encouraging her to take his first load of the day deep into her womb while she sucked her firm tits, taking the liberty to play with her piercing and her clit. Throughout the act, Tzuyu pulled Seungdae to kiss her, then she pushed him to kiss Jieun, until the couple ensured she would be the first one to cum in their embrace. Shortly after, Seungdae released his load into Tzuyu while she gawked into Jieun's eyes, both smiling at one another and kissing afterwards.
The young woman offered her elder his semen the same way she did to her the day before, but Jieun declined. "That's for you to keep for the rest of the day. I got to take mine, now." Just as she expected, Tzuyu helped her in the exact same way. She kissed her whole body, starting with her feet, going through her legs, tummy, breasts, neck, and lips.
Jieun, however, wanted to ride him. The lovers agreed and carried her over his cock, impaling her. Tzuyu hugged her from behind, kissing the back of her neck, massaging her tits, and playing with her nipples. As she warmed up, moaning louder and louder, the young woman's hand went down to her clit, rubbing it until she came, squeezing Seungdae's sperm out of him. Just like before, the women kissed as he exploded.
With each womb filled, and both women satisfied, they stared at each other and went over the man, filling him with kisses until they reached his dick.
Jieun took the chance to give Tzuyu some tips on how to avoid retching or gagging if she didn't want to. Leading by example, she took him down her throat before letting her try it on her own. It got to the point where Tzuyu could already take him whole with little resistance and minimum gagging. Happy with her improvement, they decided to give him a little something to remember.
They each swallowed his cock in full, alternating one after the other, letting him feel both of their throats tightening around his girth until he announced his third orgasm of the morning. Both took his shaft and stroked him until he painted their faces, leaving him panting with a wide, satisfied smile.
"Unnie, can we take a picture like this?" Tzuyu asked shyly.
"A picture, a video, me… Tzuyu, you can take anything you want," she replied, kissing her again.
Chuckling, Seungdae let them take as many selfies as they wanted, with and without him, with his dick, and without it. He even took a few of them, hugging and kissing, sharing his load; a fantasy come true. A few months ago, he would have never thought of calling Jieun his girlfriend, much less having Tzuyu develop feelings for him, much less waking up with both of them in such a peaceful, loving, and entertaining way.
The full session included angles where their size difference made Jieun appear incredibly small. When it was time to take photos of their asses together, they each were dying to eat their butts; Jieun said she could not get enough of Tzuyu's thick thighs and ass, and Tzuyu said she loved Jieun's cute little butt and how pink her folds and puckered hole looked.
After a little more fooling around, they had to get dressed and fulfil their duties. Since Seungdae had asked for the day off, he drove them both and dropped Tzuyu first at the JYPE building's basement.
"Thank you so much for today… And yesterday… And everything!" Tzuyu exclaimed, hugging both of them before daring to kiss them.
"Please, don't let this be a one-night thing," Jieun requested.
"Never! It was too good only to have it once," she reassured. "Will I see you soon?" She asked Seungdae.
"Just say the words," he winked at her.
Excited, Tzuyu went inside to meet the members, who could not get enough of their maknae arriving so happy, even though she was already late.
"I bet you didn't expect it to go so well," Jieun smiled at him, already on the way to her designated location.
"Not even in my wildest dreams," he admitted.
"Even I got surprised," she laughed. "Jongsuk will envy the hell out of you."
"I know! But he spent the night with Shin Mina, didn't he?"
"One gorgeous, experienced actress can't compare with getting ten goddesses in one day."
"Is my queen calling herself a goddess?"
"Can't I? Plus, you still have that contract of yours," Jieun laughed, smirking at him.
Seungdae laughed and turned quickly to see her. "Are you worried about it?"
"Nah, but I'm wondering who will ask for you next!"
Author's notes:
First, thank you for your patience (you had no choice, haha). I was originally thinking of breaking this into two parts, but I didn't really find a section where I could split it fairly.
Second, thank you for reading this long-ass fic (if Itzy took 18K words, what did you expect for 10 girls?). If you made it until the end, you have my respect. Let me know what you think of it. And if you've read all of TPT so far, you have a bit of my love, too. 🫶
Third, originally, I had no plans of writing almost every possible combination of members, but the more I focused on a small group, the more I needed to know where the other members were to know how to pull them back into the action. And, well, I just hope reading it wasn't as confusing as writing it.
Fourth, for those who understood who IU was referring to during the bed conversation, when I drafted the ending, I had no clue I would write it during her actual birthday. I truly miss seeing that bright smile, though. 🍑
Last (and on a lighter note), while writing the MiNayeon bit with Seungdae, as well as Seungdae with the maknae line, I felt like fleshing those two out, so yeah, here they are! 🙂↕️
MiNayeon: Patience and Teasing
DaChaeTzu: Three Course Meal
And the story continues! 1st Chronicle →
