Park Bok Gyu smirked, the worried expressions on the faces of Do Hee-ya and Ga Young-ah doing little to dampen his arousal. He had fucked both of these stunning women just this morning, the memory of their combined moans and the feel of their slick bodies under his hands still vivid in his mind. The urgency and desperation of their encounter, fueled by their shared concern for Gu Won’s safety, had only amplified the intensity of their lust.
He let his hands roam more freely, his fingers kneading the soft mounds of their asses through the fabric of their dresses. Do Hee-ya, in her elegant black dress, had a particularly plump and firm rear, and he squeezed it with a knowing grin. Ga Young-ah, in her more casual attire, had a subtly toned backside that yielded slightly under his touch.
Do Hee-ya gasped softly, her shoulders tensing for a fleeting moment before she seemed to recognize the familiar touch. A faint blush crept up her neck, but she didn't pull away, her gaze remaining fixed on Gu Won's still form.
Ga Young-ah, similarly startled at first, let out a small, almost imperceptible sigh. She leaned slightly back into Park Bok Gyu’s touch, a tiny smile flickering across her lips before she quickly masked it with a worried frown as she looked back at Gu Won.
Park Bok Gyu’s fingers grew bolder, slipping under the hems of their dresses, his bare skin now directly against their warm flesh. He started to knead and squeeze their asses gently, his thumbs tracing the delicate lines of their thongs.
“Still worried, girls?” he murmured softly, his breath tickling Ga Young-ah’s ear. “Or are you remembering how good my cock felt inside you both this morning?”
Do Hee-ya’s breath hitched, and Ga Young-ah’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink. Neither of them replied, their focus seemingly still on Gu Won, but Park Bok Gyu could feel the subtle shift in their postures, the almost imperceptible tightening of their muscles beneath his touch.
He slid his fingers further, his thumbs now finding the wetness that still lingered around their swollen crevices from their earlier activities. Do Hee-ya’s legs shifted slightly, and Ga Young-ah bit her lip, a small moan threatening to escape.
“You both were so eager for it this morning,” Park Bok Gyu continued, his voice a low rumble. “Begging me for more. Even with him barely conscious in the next room.”
Do Hee-ya finally turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting his. There was a mixture of concern and a hint of arousal in her gaze. “Don’t talk like that, Bok Gyu-ssi,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “He could… he could hear you.”
Park Bok Gyu smirked. “He’s out cold, Do Hee-ya. And you both know you enjoyed it. You were both screaming my name, remember? Just like you’re enjoying my touch right now.” His fingers continued their exploration, gently probing and teasing their sensitive spots. Ga Young-ah let out a soft sigh, her worry for Gu Won seemingly momentarily forgotten in the face of Park Bok Gyu’s sensual assault. The sterile environment of the hospital room was slowly being infused with a palpable undercurrent of forbidden desire.
His fingers, already slick with their natural lubrication, slid easily past the elastic of their thongs and into their wet folds. Do Hee gasped, her body tensing involuntarily before relaxing again. Ga Young let out a more audible whimper, quickly biting down on her lip. Their eyes remained glued to Gu Won's still form on the bed, a stark contrast to the sensual assault happening from behind.
Park Bok Gyu’s touch was knowing and experienced. Inside Do Hee, his fingers danced a slow, teasing rhythm, pressing against her sensitive walls and finding her swollen clitoris. Inside Ga Young, he explored deeper, his middle finger seeking out her G-spot, pressing and stroking with deliberate intent.
Both women were trying to maintain their composure in the sterile environment of the hospital room, their worry for Gu Won battling with the undeniable pleasure his fingers were eliciting. Soft moans escaped Do Hee’s lips, muffled against her hand as she subtly pressed it to her mouth. Ga Young’s breathing grew more rapid, her shoulders shaking slightly as she fought to remain silent.
“That’s it, girls,” Park Bok Gyu murmured, his voice low and husky, close to Ga Young’s ear. “Let it out. No one will hear you over the beeping of the machines. Just let yourselves feel good for a moment, even with him lying there.” His fingers continued their work, his pace quickening slightly as he sensed their arousal building.
Do Hee’s head fell back slightly, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment before snapping back open to focus on Gu Won. A small, involuntary moan slipped past her lips, a sound that was almost lost in the hushed atmosphere of the room.
Ga Young leaned back into Park Bok Gyu’s touch, her hips subtly shifting to give him better access. Her worry for Gu Won was still evident in her eyes, but a flush of arousal was now creeping up her neck. She bit her lip again, harder this time, trying to suppress the growing desire within her.
Park Bok Gyu continued his ministrations, his fingers working them both with practiced ease. He could feel their inner muscles clenching around his fingers, their bodies responding to his touch despite their attempts at restraint. The contrast between their worried expressions and their undeniably aroused bodies was a potent aphrodisiac for him.
“You both feel so good,” he whispered, his fingers now sliding in and out of their slick pussies in a faster rhythm. “So wet and eager. Just like you were this morning, begging for my cock.”
A soft whimper escaped Do Hee, and Ga Young let out a more audible gasp, her head turning slightly as if she couldn’t help but acknowledge the truth in his words. The beeping of the heart monitor next to Gu Won seemed to underscore the forbidden nature of their pleasure, a secret indulgence amid their concern. The sterile air of the hospital room was thick with unspoken desire, the tension building with each forbidden touch and stifled moan.
The tempo of Park Bok Gyu’s fingers intensified, and both Do Hee and Ga Young started to tremble more visibly. Soft whimpers escaped their lips, no longer fully suppressed. Do Hee’s back arched slightly, and Ga Young’s grip on the edge of the bed tightened. Their internal muscles clenched rhythmically around his probing fingers, the unmistakable sign of their impending climax.
Suddenly, Do Hee cried out, a muffled but distinct sound. Her body spasmed, and Park Bok Gyu could feel the warm, slick rush of her orgasm coating his fingers. A moment later, Ga Young followed suit, her climax more silent but equally intense, her inner walls squeezing tightly around his exploring hand.
As the waves of pleasure subsided, both women seemed to lose strength in their legs. Do Hee’s knees buckled slightly, and she leaned more heavily against the bed, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. Ga Young’s body went limp for a moment, and she would have slid downwards if Park Bok Gyu hadn’t been holding her steady. Their legs trembled visibly, a testament to the intensity of their release.
Park Bok Gyu smirked, his fingers now slick with their mingled fluids. He brought his hand closer to his face, inhaling their scent. “Mmm, you both taste so good,” he murmured, his voice low and satisfied. “Even your worry can’t stop you from getting wet and coming for me, can it?”
Do Hee’s face was flushed, and her eyes were half-closed, still focused on Gu Won. A small tear escaped the corner of her eye, but whether it was from worry or lingering pleasure, Park Bok Gyu couldn’t tell.
Ga Young leaned heavily against him, her breathing still uneven. She didn’t reply, but the faint blush on her cheeks spoke volumes. Even in their distress, their bodies had betrayed their desire, succumbing to his touch in the sterile environment of the hospital room.
Park Bok Gyu walked with a deliberate swagger towards the chair situated close to Gu Won’s bedside, positioning himself so that the prominent bulge in his trousers was clearly visible to the two women. He sat down, the fabric stretching tautly across his thick, hard cock, creating a distinct tent-like shape.
As he settled into the chair, the worried expressions that had etched Do Hee and Ga Young’s faces just moments before seemed to melt away, replaced by a shared look of intense fascination. They both turned, their gazes dropping from Gu Won’s still form to the unmistakable outline of Park Bok Gyu’s erection. It was thick and long, straining against the confines of his pants, a blatant reminder of the pleasure he had just given them – and the promise of more.
Do Hee’s lips parted slightly, a hint of pink returning to her cheeks. Her eyes, still glistening from her recent climax, now held a curious and undeniably lustful gleam. She seemed to have momentarily forgotten the seriousness of Gu Won’s condition, her attention completely captured by the potent display of Park Bok Gyu’s arousal.
Ga Young’s reaction was more subtle, but equally telling. Her gaze lingered on the tent in his pants, a slow flush spreading across her neck and chest. She bit her lip softly, a flicker of a smile playing on her lips before she quickly masked it with a concerned frown as she glanced back at Gu Won, as if trying to reconcile her worry with the undeniable stirring of desire within her.
The sterile silence of the hospital room was now charged with a palpable sexual tension. The only sound was the rhythmic beeping of the machines monitoring Gu Won, a stark contrast to the unspoken desires that filled the air. Park Bok Gyu watched them, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He had their attention now, their worry momentarily sidelined by the potent allure of his erection. He knew exactly what they were thinking, the memories of his cock deep inside them undoubtedly flooding their minds
The two women exchanged a quick glance, their eyes darting towards the door of the hospital room and then back to the unconscious Gu Won. The late hour seemed to cast a veil of secrecy over their actions, emboldening them. With a silent understanding, they both walked towards Park Bok Gyu, their gazes still locked on the prominent bulge that strained against his trousers.
They knelt down in front of him, their movements slow and deliberate, as if drawn by an invisible force. Park Bok Gyu smirked, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he reached down and freed his thick, hard cock from the confines of his pants. The sudden release caused it to spring forward, its full length and impressive girth now on display.
Both Do Hee and Ga Young gasped softly, their eyes widening in apparent surprise at the sheer size of his erection. Even though they had both experienced it intimately earlier that day, seeing it in its full glory still held a certain awe for them.
Hesitantly at first, and then with growing confidence, both women raised their hands, their fingers reaching out towards his throbbing member. It was as if a spell had been cast, momentarily erasing their worry and concern for the man lying in a coma just a few feet away. Their focus was entirely on the thick, veiny cock that stood before them, a potent symbol of the pleasure they both craved.
Do Hee’s slender fingers brushed against the smooth skin of his shaft, tracing its length with a delicate touch. Ga Young’s hand was bolder, her fingers closing around the head, gently squeezing and teasing the sensitive tip. A collective sigh escaped their lips, a mixture of longing and anticipation.
Park Bok Gyu smirked, pleased by their eager attention. He spread his legs wider, offering both women ample space to worship his engorged cock. Ga Young, seemingly unable to wait a moment longer, leaned forward and greedily took the head of his thick member into her mouth, her lips closing around it with a practiced suction. She then slid down further, taking in the entire base of his cock, her cheeks hollowing as she accommodated his impressive size.
Do Hee watched Ga Young for a fleeting second, a hint of competitiveness flashing in her eyes. Not wanting to be left out, she too leaned forward, her hands gently guiding the remaining length of his cock towards her mouth. She opened wide and began to suck from the base, her soft lips enveloping the thick shaft just below where Ga Young's mouth ended.
Park Bok Gyu groaned, his head falling back against the padded chair. The sensation of two beautiful women simultaneously pleasuring his cock was almost overwhelming. Ga Young's mouth was hot and wet, her suction strong and insistent as she focused on the head and upper shaft. Do Hee's touch was equally skilled, her lips firm as she worked the base, her tongue occasionally flicking upwards to tease the underside of his shaft.
The contrast between the sterile, quiet hospital room and the intensely sensual scene unfolding was jarringly erotic. The rhythmic beeping of Gu Won's heart monitor provided an almost perverse soundtrack to their forbidden pleasure.
Ga Young’s hands roamed over his thighs, her fingers digging into the muscle as she sucked with increasing fervor. Do Hee’s hands were gentler, one resting on his knee, the other lightly stroking the underside of his cock, just above where her mouth was working.
“Fuck… girls…” Park Bok Gyu managed to gasp out, his voice thick with lust. “You know how to treat a man…”
Ga Young’s sucking grew more intense, and Park Bok Gyu could feel her teeth gently scraping against his skin, a thrilling sensation that sent shivers down his spine. Do Hee’s rhythm was steady and persistent, her warm breath enveloping his cock.
“Just like this morning, right?” Park Bok Gyu murmured, his eyes flicking between the two women. “You both were so eager then too… begging for it…”
Do Hee pulled back slightly, her lips glistening with his pre-cum. “You know we can’t resist you, Bok Gyu-ssi,” she whispered, her voice husky. Then she leaned back in, resuming her passionate ministrations.
Ga Young, still focused on the head of his cock, let out a soft moan of contentment. The feeling of his thick member filling her mouth was undeniably pleasurable, and the added excitement of pleasuring him alongside Do Hee in this forbidden setting only amplified the sensations. The thought of Gu Won lying unconscious nearby flickered briefly through her mind, but it was quickly overshadowed by the intense focus on the hard, throbbing cock in her mouth.
The two women, their mouths slightly tired but their arousal far from sated, exchanged a knowing glance. Without a word, they began to strip each other, their movements fluid and sensual, as if performing a well-rehearsed routine. Ga Young reached behind Do Hee and slowly unzipped her elegant black dress, the fabric whispering as it parted to reveal the smooth skin of her back and the delicate lace of her bra. Do Hee, in turn, reached for the hem of Ga Young’s more casual top, pulling it upwards to expose her toned midriff and the sports bra underneath.
There was an unspoken competition in their actions, a desire to outdo the other in pleasing Park Bok Gyu with their bodies. Do Hee’s dress slid off her shoulders and pooled at her feet, revealing her shapely figure clad only in her bra and panties. Ga Young quickly followed suit, shrugging off her top and then stepping out of her jeans, leaving her in just her sports bra and underwear.
Their bodies were undeniably stunning – fit and toned from their demanding schedules, yet still feminine and curvaceous in all the right places. Do Hee’s skin had a subtle sheen, reflecting the dim light of the hospital room, while Ga Young’s had a more sun-kissed glow. They moved with a natural grace, their awareness of Park Bok Gyu’s gaze fueling their every gesture.
Ga Young ran her hands down her flat stomach, her fingers tracing the outline of her abs, before cupping her breasts over her sports bra, giving Park Bok Gyu a teasing look. Do Hee, not to be outdone, slowly reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting her full breasts spill free, their nipples already hard and erect from the earlier stimulation. She turned her body slightly, offering Park Bok Gyu a perfect side view. The contrast between their exposed bodies and the sterile, almost clinical environment of the hospital room created a palpable tension, a sense of forbidden pleasure unfolding just feet away from the unconscious Gu Won.
Their eyes, heavy with lust and a blatant disregard for the solemnity of the hospital setting, remained fixed on Park Bok Gyu’s thick, hard cock, now fully exposed and throbbing visibly. Giving him sultry, knowing looks that promised further delights, they moved towards him with a synchronized grace. Do Hee approached from his left, Ga Young from his right, their naked bodies radiating a palpable heat that seemed to melt away the sterile chill of the room.
Do Hee stepped closer, her full breasts brushing against his arm as she leaned in to hug him. Her skin was still damp from her recent climax, and the sensation against his clothed arm sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through him. Her hand slid down his arm, her fingers tracing the line of his bicep before venturing lower, her fingertips grazing the smooth, hot skin of his exposed shaft.
Ga Young mirrored her actions on the other side, her slightly smaller but equally alluring breasts pressing against his other arm. Her gaze was locked on his erect cock, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she reached out and gently cupped his balls in her hand, her thumb stroking the underside of his thick member.
“Bok Gyu-ssi…” Do Hee purred, her lips close to his ear, her breath hot against his skin. “You always know how to make us forget our worries, don’t you?” Her hand that had been on his arm now moved to his hard cock, her fingers wrapping around its length, gently squeezing.
“That big thing of yours has a way of distracting us,” Ga Young whispered from his other side, her own hand now moving from his balls to the shaft, her touch a little bolder as she began to stroke him with a slow, deliberate motion. “Even when we should be… concerned about other things.” She glanced briefly at Gu Won’s still form, a fleeting shadow of worry crossing her face before her attention returned to Park Bok Gyu’s impressive erection.
Park Bok Gyu smirked, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of their naked bodies pressed against him and their eager hands exploring his hard cock. “Looks like Gu Won isn’t the only one who can make hearts race around here,” he growled, his voice thick with lust.
Do Hee giggled, her hand now sliding up and down his shaft with increasing pressure. “Yours works faster, Bok Gyu-ssi.”
Ga Young leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his neck as her hand continued to stroke his cock. “We were so good for you this morning,” she murmured, her fingers now teasing the head of his thick member. “Don’t you think we deserve another reward?”
Their hands moved with increasing confidence, exploring his body with a familiarity born of recent intimacy. Do Hee’s fingers danced around the base of his cock, while Ga Young’s strokes became more insistent, her thumb lightly pressing on the sensitive underside of his head. They were both completely focused on him, their earlier concern for Gu Won seemingly banished by the potent lure of his virility and the thrill of their forbidden encounter. The air in the hospital room crackled with unspoken desires, their naked bodies pressed against his clothed torso, their hands working his exposed cock a stark and sensual contrast to the sterile setting and the silent figure in the nearby bed.
Ga Young shifted, stepping directly in front of Park Bok Gyu, her naked body a tantalizing offering. She leaned forward, presenting her full, perky breasts directly in front of his face, the nipples already hard and begging for attention. Without hesitation, Park Bok Gyu’s mouth latched onto one of her breasts, his tongue swirling around the erect nipple before he began to suckle with a deep, hungry pull. His other hand immediately trailed down her back, his fingers finding the curve of her thick ass and digging in, kneading and squeezing the soft flesh with a possessive grip. Ga Young moaned, the sound a mixture of pleasure and a suppressed groan, her body trembling slightly from the intense sensations.
He switched his attention to her other breast, his mouth working it with equal fervor, his lips pulling and tugging while his fingers continued their relentless assault on her ass. Ga Young’s breath came in short, sharp gasps, her head falling back slightly as she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. The sounds of his wet sucking and her soft moans filled the sterile air of the hospital room.
Meanwhile, Do Hee, not wanting to miss out on the action, knelt down in front of Park Bok Gyu, her gaze fixed on his still-erect and throbbing cock. With a slow, deliberate movement, she leaned forward, guiding his impressive member between her large, luscious breasts. They enveloped his thick shaft completely, the soft, yielding flesh trapping him in a warm, intimate embrace. Do Hee groaned with pleasure, the heat of his hard cock pressing against her sensitive skin sending shivers down her spine. Even with his length, the head of his cock still peeked out from the top of her cleavage, glistening with pre-cum, a testament to his continued arousal. The sight of his thick shaft nestled between her ample breasts was a blatant display of their forbidden desires, unfolding just feet away from the unconscious Gu Won.
Park Bok Gyu groaned, the sensations almost too intense to bear. Ga Young’s hungry sucking on her breasts and Do Hee’s firm embrace around his cock were driving him wild. He reached out, his hands finding the soft mounds of Do Hee’s breasts that were cradling his erection. He squeezed them gently, his thumbs brushing against her hard nipples, eliciting a low moan from her.
“You feel so good, Do Hee-ya,” he rasped, his eyes flicking between the two women. “Both of you… making Daddy so hard.”
Ga Young pulled back from his breast for a moment, her lips glistening. “You like our little show, Bok Gyu-ssi?” she purred, her gaze dropping to his cock, which was still nestled firmly between Do Hee’s ample cleavage.
“Like it? I’m about to explode,” he admitted, his fingers now kneading Do Hee’s breasts more firmly. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, a testament to her arousal.
Do Hee shifted slightly, pressing her breasts more tightly against his cock. “Maybe we should help you with that, Bok Gyu-ssi,” she whispered, her voice husky. Her hands, which had been resting on his thighs, now moved upwards, her fingers tracing the length of his shaft that peeked out from her cleavage.
Park Bok Gyu shuddered, the anticipation building within him. He looked from Do Hee’s determined expression to Ga Young’s lust-filled eyes. He knew exactly what they wanted, and he was more than ready to give it to them. The quiet beeping of Gu Won’s heart monitor seemed to fade into the background as the forbidden desires in the room reached a fever pitch.
He shifted in the chair, spreading his legs even wider, offering them more access. His hands left Do Hee’s breasts and moved down, finding the curve of Ga Young’s ass again. He squeezed it firmly, eliciting another moan from her as she leaned closer, resuming her passionate assault on his nipples.
Do Hee, meanwhile, started to gently rub her breasts up and down his cock, the friction building with each slow, deliberate movement. Park Bok Gyu groaned, the sensation almost unbearable. He could feel himself teetering on the edge, the combined ministrations of the two women pushing him closer and closer to the point of no return. The sterile hospital room had become their private den of sin, their desires eclipsing all sense of propriety and concern for the unconscious man just a few feet away. The only thing that mattered was the raw, unadulterated pleasure they were giving and receiving in this stolen moment.
Park Bok Gyu’s head lolled back against the headrest of the chair, a strangled moan escaping his lips. The feeling of Ga Young’s smaller, firmer breasts rubbing against one side of his shaft, combined with the fuller, softer mounds of Do Hee’s pressing against the other, was an exquisite torture. His thick, hard cock was trapped in a warm, slick embrace, the friction building with every subtle movement they made. He clenched his fists on the armrests, his knuckles turning white as he fought with every fiber of his being to hold back his impending climax. He wanted more than this; he wanted to feel their bodies wrapped around his, their screams echoing in the sterile room, their juices mingling with his all over Gu Won's bedside.
Ga Young shifted her weight, pressing her breasts even harder against his cock, the movement causing a bead of pre-cum to slide down his shaft, leaving a glistening trail on her skin. Do Hee mirrored her action, her larger breasts squeezing him from the opposite side, the moisture from her earlier climax adding to the slickness. Their eyes remained locked on his engorged member, their expressions a mixture of awe and pure lust. They looked like they were under a spell, completely captivated by the sight of his cock and the promise of pleasure it held.
“You feel so… good…” Do Hee breathed, her voice husky with arousal, her breasts still rhythmically rubbing against his shaft.
“Like you’ve got us trapped, Bok Gyu-ssi…” Ga Young whispered, leaning in closer, her lips just inches from his. “And we don’t want you to let go…”
Park Bok Gyu gritted his teeth, the sensations becoming almost unbearable. The contrast of their soft, yielding breasts against the hardness of his cock was driving him insane. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, the pressure building behind his eyes. He had to resist. He had to fuck them. Here. Now. Over Gu Won.
“Oh, I won’t let go, girls,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “Not until I’ve given you both exactly what you deserve.” His eyes darted towards Gu Won, a dark, possessive look crossing his face. He had two goddesses kneeling before him, worshipping his cock, their desire palpable. It was a power he wielded, a secret they shared, and he was about to take full advantage of it.
Do Hee’s movements became more insistent, her breasts rubbing against his cock with a faster, more demanding rhythm. He could feel the pre-cum leaking more freely now, coating their skin with a slick sheen. Their gazes were locked on his erection, their expressions a potent mix of longing and predatory hunger. They were two goddesses on their knees, worshipping his cock with an almost religious fervor, and the power of that image sent another surge of lust through him. The knowledge that Gu Won lay just feet away, completely oblivious to the scandalous scene unfolding, only added to the erotic charge in the room.
Summary: Before running a marathon that he also has to hosted Bogum need to take care of some quest, a plead of lust that have potential to ruin his career from a certain someone that he couldn’t resist.
Warning Smut: Dom Park Bogum, sweat mention, cursing, degradation, voyeurism kink, established relationship, stripping, bodily fluid, P in V unprotected sex (don’t do this, cover it up bcus safe sex is smart), oral m. receiving, face fking, riding, breeding kink
The moist summer blaze clung to every inch of exposed skin as the crowd prepared and huddled near the starting line, their breath misting faintly despite the heat. Y/n stood among the standby staff, her pulse quickening each time she caught sight of Bogum on stage. His thin brown shirt clung to his athletic frame, outlining every hard line of muscle as he hosted the marathon opening with effortless confidence. She wasn’t running today…she was just..watching, waiting, and burning with a need that grew hotter by the second.
Bogum finished his hosting duties and stepped down from the stage, heading toward the staff tent to prepare for the race. The moment he slipped inside, Y/n grabbed his wrist and lightly pulled him into a dim corner. Her voice whispered low and urgent, trembling with desire into his ear.
"Bogum, I want you so badly right now," she whispered, her eyes locked on his. "I need to feel your hard cock in me deep. Please, I need you to fuck me.”
“I’ll do anything- I’ll be anything your slut, your bitch please, Bogum. I’ve found a closed tent, secluded and hidden. Just fuck me hard before you go I don’t think I can wait after you to finish the marathon. Use me till your heart's content.”
Bogum’s heart slammed against his ribs. His ears flushed red as he swallowed hard, mouth suddenly dry. The risk of being caught only fueled the fire already raging through his veins. He nodded once, gripped her hand tightly, and she led him to the tent. They rounded the corner, yanked the curtain shut, and sealed themselves away from the blazing sun. The air inside felt thick, shaded, and heavy with anticipation.
Bogum’s eyes scanned every seam and gap in the canvas, checking for any chance of being seen. Satisfied they were alone, he turned to face Y/n. The air inside the secluded staff tent was a suffocating blend of canvas, oppressive summer humidity, and the sudden, electric musk of raw arousal. Dim light filtered through the heavy fabric, casting amber shadows across Bogum’s sculpted physique. As he ripped off his thin brown shirt, his chest heaved, the muscles of his torso rippling and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. He looked like a god of athletics with his lean, powerful build primed for sport, but his mind was focused entirely on the desperate woman before him.
Y/n didn't hesitate, her clothes hitting the floor in a frantic heap. She stood before him completely naked, her skin flushed and humming with need. The tension that had been building while she watched him on stage snapped. They collided in the center of the tent, their wet, sweaty bodies slapping together with a visceral sound. Bogum’s hands, calloused and strong, reached out to y/n heat that’s covered with slick. The roughness of his back hand gliding on y/n heat, covered with her wetness; he then gripped her waist, fingers digging into her hips as he crushed her against him.
Driven by a primal urgency, Bogum maneuvered her toward the center of the tent, slamming her back against the cold, sturdy metal of the tent’s main support pole. He didn't waste a second. He grabbed her right leg, hoisting it high and hooking it over his shoulder to open her up completely. With one powerful, driving thrust, Bogum slammed his thick, throbbing cock deep inside her, burying his entire length in one go.
Y/n let out a piercing scream of pleasure that she barely managed to muffle against his shoulder. Her walls clamped tight around him, milking him instantly. Bogum groaned, his eyes rolling back as he felt the incredible heat of her cunt gripping him. He began to fuck her with a brutal, rhythmic intensity, his hips slamming against her ass with a wet, slapping sound that echoed in the small space. Because of his athletic conditioning, his stamina was relentless; he pounded into her with a mechanical, unwavering force, each thrust hitting her cervix and sending jolts of electricity through both of them.
"You're such a slut for me," Bogum hissed, his voice a guttural rasp. "My little cum-hole, begging for it in a tent while the whole world is outside."
He pulled back almost entirely before plunging back in, the sound of their bodies colliding like a wet clap. Y/n was delirious, her head tossing back and forth against the pole. "Yes! I'm your bitch! Fuck me harder, Bogum!"
After a few more devastating drives, Bogum pulled out with a wet pop. He didn't let her recover. He stepped back, his cock standing rigid and glistening with her juices. Y/n immediately dropped to her knees, her eyes wide with hunger as she looked up at his towering, muscular frame. She wrapped her lips around the broad head of his cock, sucking greedily, but Bogum wasn't in the mood for gentle stimulation.
He gripped the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair, and began to face-fuck y/n. He drove his cock deep into her throat, over and over, forcing her to take every inch of him. Y/n gagged, her eyes watering, but she leaned into it, loving the feeling of being dominated and used. Bogum groaned, the sensation of her tight throat squeezing his veined shaft driving him wild. He hammered into her mouth, the sound of his pelvis slapping against her face filling the dim tent, treating her mouth like another hole to be conquered.
Just as he felt reaching his own climax, he pulled out of her mouth quickly with a pop and strings of saliva like slime connecting her lips to his manhood. He reached down and grabbed her by the hips, hoisting her up with effortless strength. Y/n instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, her ankles locking behind his back.
Bogum braced himself and drove himself back inside her with a violent surge. He held her firmly by the hips, controlling the depth and angle of every thrust. He began to move her, guiding her hips to slide up and down his husky cock, the friction intensified by the sweat painting their bodies. The summer heat made them slippery, creating a white, sex foaming lather between their grinding pelvic bones.
"You like being carried like a toy?" Bogum groaned, his muscles straining and veins popping along his forearms as he held her weight easily. He began to pump into her with a ferocious speed, his athletic endurance allowing him to maintain a punishing pace that left Y/n sobbing with pleasure.
"I love it! Fill me up! Please, Bogum! Fill my pussy up!" she wailed, her internal muscles beginning to spasm. “Yeah, you want me to cum deep into your pussy! You want me to cum deep in your pussy bitch!” Bogum moaned. “Yes! Yes! Cum deep in my pussy! Cum hard in my cunt! Put a baby in me, I want your baby! I want your cum, cum..cum in me..” Y/n moaned back as her words trailed off at the end because of the pleasure of a fat cock dragging against her walls.
The feeling of her climax triggered Bogum’s own breaking point. He felt the volcanic eruption in his balls. He let out a loud, guttural roar, gripping her thighs so hard he would surely leave marks, and delivered three final, devastating thrusts that bottomed out inside her.
He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded. Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted into her, spraying like a fountain against her cervix. He groaned, his whole body shuddering as he pumped load after load of seed deep inside her, flooding her cunt until it could hold no more. He stayed buried inside her, pulsing and twitching, milking every last drop of his essence into her.
As he slowly withdrew, a mixture of cream and sweat leaked from her opening, dripping onto the tent floor. Bogum stood there, chest heaving, his skin glistening, looking down at the ruined, satisfied expression on Y/n's face. He had just emptied himself, leaving her filled to the brim with his cum.
He quickly dressed, the adrenaline still coursing through him. He leaned in, kissing her lips one last time, the taste of salt and sex lingering between them. With a smirk and a final glance at her leaking pussy, Bogum stepped out of the tent and back into the blazing summer sun facing the people that fall for his church boy charm and ready to run the marathon with the secret heat of her still burning inside him.
Writer note: To whoever is reading this, thank you so much for reading my first smut.