The room still carried the lingering scent of their earlier intense pleasure—shower gel mixed with her natural body fragrance filling the air. Dahyun, wrapped in a bathrobe, lazily leaned against the headboard while live-streaming. The camera only captured her upper body; the loosely tied robe revealed a subtle glimpse of the soft skin just below her collarbone.
“Ah, sorry everyone, today’s stream will just be me sitting and chatting with you all,” Dahyun said with a sweet smile into the lens, showing no trace of the wild passion she’d just experienced.
I sat beside her in the shadows, quietly admiring her performance. Her long, pale legs slipped out from under the robe, deliberately stretching toward my lap. I knew it was on purpose—while she read the fans’ reactions on screen, her eyes kept drifting toward me.
At first it was just the back of her foot lightly brushing my thigh. When I didn’t stop her, she grew bolder. Her slender toes parted the lower hem of the robe, finding my already half-hard cock, tracing slow circles around it. I held my breath, pretending to focus on my phone.
Dahyun chatted casually with her fans about today’s concert while her feet grew increasingly daring beneath the frame. She trapped my burning length between both soft soles, squeezing and releasing, the warm flesh of her arches molding perfectly around the shaft. My now fully erect cock throbbed between her feet, precum already wetting her toes.
“Ah, sorry, I’m a little tired…” she said to the camera with an apologetic smile, then whispered in my ear, “Can’t wait any longer, can you?” She sped up her footwork, feeling the rod in her grasp grow even hotter and thicker.
While pretending to fix her hair, she stole a glance downward. “That’s it for today’s stream, everyone get some rest, okay!” She quickly ended the broadcast, tossed her phone aside, and immediately straddled me…
The bathrobe fell open; her full, soft breasts pressed firmly against my chest. The voice that had feigned exhaustion moments ago now dripped with seduction: “Oppa… let me take really good care of you…”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I wrapped an arm around her slim waist and pulled her completely into my embrace. Dahyun let out a whimper and melted against me. My tongue pried apart her tender lips, ravaging her mouth. Her little tongue danced with mine, the wet sounds of saliva echoing as we kissed hungrily.
“Oppa… I missed you so much…” Dahyun breathed hotly into my ear. Her lush breasts rubbed back and forth across my chest; her nipples had already hardened into visible peaks beneath the thin fabric.
I kneaded the plush cheeks of her ass, reveling in the silky softness. Dahyun rolled her hips, grinding her bare, soaked pussy against my aching cock through my pants. She was wearing nothing underneath—the flood of her arousal had already soaked through the fabric onto me.
“Oppa’s cock is so hot…” she panted, delicate fingers tracing my outline through the cloth. She deliberately slowed her movements, trapping the leaking tip between her ass cheeks and sliding teasingly up and down.
My breathing grew heavier. I dragged my tongue from her lips down her long pale neck, sucking red marks into her skin. Dahyun moaned with need, tilting her head to offer more of her throat.
“Oppa… don’t hold back anymore…” she pleaded between kisses, her long legs already wrapping around my waist.
The bathrobe hung in complete disarray, baring large expanses of snowy skin. Looking at the breathtakingly seductive Dahyun in my arms, all I wanted was to bury myself deep inside her and release every bit of desire I’d been holding all night…
Her slender fingers wrapped around my iron-hard cock and stroked a few times. The heat of her palm around the pulsing shaft made me suck in a sharp breath.
“Does Oppa want it?” Dahyun asked with bedroom eyes, parting her robe with her other hand to reveal her dripping entrance. She guided me to her slick folds and slowly sank down.
“Ahhh…” We both moaned in unison as her hot, tight walls enveloped me completely, every fold sucking greedily.
The robe slipped off her shoulders entirely, exposing her fully. I latched onto one stiff nipple, swirling my tongue around the areola while roughly kneading the other breast, molding it into different shapes.
Dahyun rode me hard, hips rolling so she took me to the hilt with every motion. Her bathrobe lay discarded on the floor; her flawless pale body was completely exposed. With each rise and fall, her heavy breasts bounced against my face, sending waves of pleasure through me.
“Oppa… it feels so good…” Dahyun arched her graceful neck, moaning brokenly. I felt her inner walls flutter and clamp down harder.
I sucked her breasts harder while slapping her soft ass, leaving red handprints on the pale flesh. Dahyun moved faster and faster; her juices dripped down our joined bodies, soaking a dark patch into the sheets…
“Oppa… harder… fill me up…” She clung to my neck as she bounced, her soft body pressed fully against mine.
I already knew exactly how each of them pleased me best—from Jihyo’s enthusiastic deep-throating, to Mina’s impossibly tight warmth, to Nayeon’s seductive dancing… and right now Dahyun was using her own special way to drive me insane.
I buried my face between her breasts, flicking the hard peaks with my tongue, feeling her shudder with every suck. Dahyun gasped, threading delicate fingers through my hair and pulling me even closer.
“Weren’t you already full from earlier? How are you still so hungry during the stream…” I growled against her ear, lightly biting the lobe.
Dahyun giggled breathlessly. “Oppa’s so mean… you know I’m addicted to your big cock… what we did earlier was just an appetizer…”
Her hips worked faster, swallowing me to the root again and again. The robe was long gone; every inch of her snow-white body was bare before me. I could feel her milking me rhythmically, greedily sucking at my length.
“Oppa… which of our holes do you like best…” she purred wickedly, speeding up even more.
I kept devouring her breasts, leaving fresh hickeys on the pale skin. “Every single one is perfect… but Dahyun’s little pussy especially—it’s so tight and it sucks so well…”
She let out a delighted moan. “Oppa’s so bad… today I’m going to make sure you never forget me…”
She wrapped her arms around me tightly, soft breasts squishing against my chest. More slick poured from her, making our connection obscenely wet…
Dahyun’s movements became almost violent, her full breasts jiggling wildly. I felt every ripple and squeeze inside her velvet heat.
“Oppa… do you feel it? Your little Dahyun is working so hard to serve you…” she cooed, deliberately clenching around me.
I grabbed her ass and started thrusting upward to meet her. She cried out and collapsed forward. This was her favorite position—taking me deepest while feeling all of my heat.
“During the stream… were you already thinking about Oppa’s cock?” I whispered, feeling her body tremble with embarrassed arousal.
She buried her face in my neck and nipped me. “Hate you… you already know the answer…”
Her hips slammed down harder, juices splashing everywhere. I seized her breasts again, tugging the stiff nipples until she whimpered beautifully.
“Dahyun’s pussy is extra eager today…” I said, savoring every contraction. “Does it want Oppa to feed it more thick cum?”
She squirmed desperately. “I want Oppa’s cum every single day… especially after a performance when I’m full of energy…”
She rode me frantically, her flat stomach slapping against mine. I matched her final sprint, pounding precisely into her most sensitive spot…
“Ah—Oppa—faster—” Dahyun panted urgently into my ear. “I’m—together—”
Her body suddenly went rigid, stomach pressed flush to my hips. Her walls convulsed violently, sucking at me like countless little mouths.
“Oppa… deeper…” she begged in the final moment before climax. I gripped her ass and hammered upward. Each thrust pulled almost all the way out before slamming balls-deep.
“I—I can’t—” Dahyun started shaking uncontrollably. A flood of hot nectar poured over my cock as she spasmed around me. Her legs locked around my waist, pulling me impossibly deeper.
I bit down on her nipple and sucked hard while she came and came—Dahyun always had long, intense orgasms. She sobbed my name into my ear, trembling in my arms.
“Oppa… give it to me…” she slurred, barely coherent. “All of it…”
I pounded her mercilessly, my balls slapping loudly against her ass. Her cries grew higher, her soft body quaking endlessly.
With a guttural groan I buried myself to the hilt and erupted, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her. The heat triggered another full-body shiver from Dahyun…
She collapsed against me, pussy still fluttering around my spent cock. We stayed connected, hearts hammering together. She whispered breathlessly, “Oppa was amazing today…”
I pinched a still-sensitive nipple, drawing a squeak. “We’re not done yet…”
Her body was still buzzing from climax when I pushed her onto her back. I draped her long legs over my shoulders—her freshly-fucked pussy was flushed dark pink and leaking thick white.
I didn’t answer with words. I spread her slick lips and drove back in to the root. Post-orgasm sensitivity made her jerk with every thrust. I seized her slim ankles and bit the tops of her feet, marking the pale skin.
“Ah—too deep—slow—” Her fingers clawed the sheets, breasts bouncing wildly. I leaned down to bite a nipple while pounding even harder.
The room echoed with wet slaps and Dahyun’s sweet cries. I flipped her over onto her knees and took her from behind—deeper than before. She melted into the mattress, ass high in the air to meet my brutal thrusts.
“Oppa—too hard—” she sobbed, yet pushed back eagerly. I spanked her ass red.
“Dahyun’s pussy never stops sucking…” I growled, pulling out almost completely each time to watch her juices coat me before slamming back in. She could only manage broken moans now…
Among all nine members of Twice, Dahyun’s waist-to-hip ratio was unmatched—this rear view drove me feral every time. Her tiny waist flared into that perfect, plump ass; the sight alone was intoxicating.
“Oppa loves Dahyun like this…” I gripped her hips and buried myself balls-deep. She whimpered beautifully, face pressed into the pillow, ass arched high.
Each thrust sent ripples through her flesh. Her hanging breasts swung with every impact. I felt her walls fluttering again—she was close.
I slapped her ass harder. “This ass is the prettiest… feels best when I fuck it…”
She glanced back with watery, seductive eyes. “Then cum inside your prettiest Dahyun…” Her pussy immediately clamped down like a greedy mouth.
I roared and fucked her senseless. Her body rocked violently, juices running down her thighs in streams.
“Oppa—Dahyun’s cumming again—” Her whole frame seized.
I pinned her flat and rutted like an animal, chest against her sweat-slick back, hips slamming relentlessly. Her breasts were crushed beneath us, sweat trailing down her spine.
“Oppa—so heavy—” she gasped, sliding forward with every thrust yet still pushing back for more. I gripped her waist and drove as deep as anatomy allowed, feeling myself stretch her slick walls over and over.
“How does Dahyun’s pussy stay so fucking tight…” I growled into her ear. Her moans turned into breathless sobs.
I bit the back of her neck possessively and fucked her harder. “Too—deep—gonna break—” she cried, but her hips never stopped meeting mine.
The room was nothing but wet slaps, creaking bed, and Dahyun’s desperate cries. I was a beast in heat, lost in the perfection of her curves…
“Oppa—shoot it inside—” she sobbed.
I hammered her like a machine. She went limp except for her greedy pussy milking me desperately. Juices sprayed with every thrust.
“Again—” Her back arched impossibly as another orgasm tore through her. I didn’t slow—only fucked her harder through the spasms.
“Can’t—ah—” Dahyun screamed, whole body convulsing.
“Together—” I snarled, slamming home one last time and flooding her spasming depths again. We collapsed, my weight pinning her as we shook and panted…
Aftershocks still rippled through her pussy, sucking gently at my softening cock. Thick cum mixed with her cream leaked steadily from her stretched hole.
“Oppa gave me so much…” Dahyun whimpered weakly, ass trembling as more fluid oozed out.
“Satisfied now, you greedy little pussy?” I chuckled, nibbling her ear. Even spent, every tiny shift made her clench deliciously.
She wiggled her hips, making me groan. “Oppa’s so mean… you know I’m addicted to your cum…”
My fingers traced her sides, feeling little aftershocks. “You were trying to seduce me the whole stream, weren’t you?”
She huffed cutely. “Hmph… I just wanted to reward myself after the show…”
I was still buried inside her, feeling every lazy pulse. Her walls kept nursing softly, trying to drain the last drops.
“Oppa… want to go again…?” She looked back with sultry eyes, rolling her hips slowly. “I still want more…”
I grabbed her chin and kissed her hard. “The night’s still young…”
Her freshly-creampied pussy suddenly clamped down hard—deliberately—sending lightning through my oversensitive cock. Dahyun giggled at my sharp inhale.
“Oppa’s so sensitive…” she teased, rippling her inner muscles around me. Every fold massaged me with obscene skill.
“Little succubus…” I bit her nape, leaving fresh marks. She started rolling her hips again, sucking me with her pussy alone.
Wet sounds filled the room once more as fresh arousal coated us. I groped her breasts, rolling the nipples until they stiffened again.
“Oppa… one more time, please…” She twisted around for a kiss, tongue sliding into my mouth as her hips restarted their rhythm.
“How is Dahyun’s pussy still so hungry…” I started slow thrusts, savoring the obscene glide. She moaned into my mouth, hips rolling to meet me.
“Oppa… change position…” She pushed me onto my back and straddled me again, guiding me back inside. Face to face, her full breasts swayed hypnotically.
I latched onto one, sucking hard while starting a steady rhythm. Dahyun threaded fingers through my hair, moaning with every deep stroke. Her walls fluttered eagerly again.
“Oppa—reaching so deep—” She locked her legs around me. I sped up, balls slapping wetly against her ass. The room filled with the scent of sex and the symphony of flesh meeting flesh.
“Gonna—break—too fast—” Her knuckles went white on the sheets, thighs clamping tighter around me. I fucked her relentlessly, grinding against her clit with every thrust.
Suddenly she froze, pussy clamping like a vice. “No—again—”
I kept pounding through her climax, drawing it out until she was sobbing my name.
“Please—no more—” she cried, but her hips never stopped chasing more. I twisted a nipple hard.
“Yet you’re sucking me so tightly…” I growled. She wailed, flushed pink all over, our connection a sopping mess.
Her nails raked my back. Another orgasm built fast.
“Again—” she screamed. Her walls went berserk.
I matched her pace until we both shattered together once more, my cum painting her insides anew as she convulsed beneath me…
We lay there still joined, breathing hard. Dahyun’s pussy gave lazy little squeezes, milking the last drops.
Finally spent, she curled into my arms, my half-soft cock still nestled inside her. We traded soft kisses, bodies glued together with sweat and cum.
The afterglow lingered; her walls still fluttered gently around me. Warm fluids slowly leaked out, soaking the sheets beneath us.
Dahyun nuzzled my chest like a contented kitten, eyelids drooping. Exhaustion from round after round finally pulled us both under. I held her soft, warm body close and let sleep take us.
The room quieted to just our slowing breaths and the faint, lingering scent of raw desire.
Would you rather having Mina as your secretary or being Mina's Secretary.
Having Mina as your secretary, you can feel free to use her for reliving stress during the working hours, either let her give you an oral under your desk when you are listening to the presentation, or fuck her in your room while others are focusing their works outside. She feels she is useful when you are using her, as she only making mess when she is handling other types of word. The extra mess she made, The extra time you use her. As a secretary, every morning, she would also providing a morning blow job to prevent you will be late from work.
While being Mina's secretary, you are not only an ordinary secretary, you need to help your boss to relieve the working stress, and the only way to do that is she hearing you begging for cum when she is edging you, although sometimes you are not allowed to. You are required to report to duty at anytime, once Mina is needy and call you, you must show up, no matter you are sleeping or having sex with your girlfriend. She wouldn't care how you explain to your girlfriend, all she care is your cock.
Both are nice, but I'd rather Mina be my secretary
"Mom... I'm back!" I quietly opened the door after coming home from school, careful not to disturb my mother. Unlike my strict father, my mother Nayeon doted on me, her only son, and would agree to any request I made.
"Is that my son back? Wait a moment, Mommy will be right there," Nayeon's gentle voice came through the bedroom door, stirring a restless itch in my heart as I recalled the forbidden relationship between us.
It started when I was in college, driven by an inferiority complex about being a virgin, which made me crave sexual experiences. After much persistence, Nayeon finally agreed to my outrageous request, and we began our illicit affair right under my father’s nose, multiple times.
"Come in, son," the bedroom door opened, and Nayeon stood there completely naked, her soft, pink body irresistibly tempting in the glow of the setting sun.
"Mom..." The sight of Nayeon’s bare form instantly triggered a reaction in my lower body. She smiled at me, reached out to hook her arms around my neck, and pulled me into the bedroom.
The room was filled with a sweet, cloying scent. The bedsheets were in disarray, still stained with the traces of bodily fluids from our last encounter.
"My dear son, Mommy really loves you so much," Nayeon purred, pushing me onto the bed and leaning down to kiss my lips.
Nayeon’s lips were soft and moist, her sweet breath flooding my senses, making me dizzy with desire. I returned her kiss, my tongue slipping into her mouth, entwining with hers.
"Ah~ You’re so good, son..." Nayeon let out a soft moan as her slender fingers reached into my underwear, gently grasping my already-hard member.
"Mom, I love you too..." I said, my hands finding her full breasts, kneading them.
Nayeon’s body was soft and pliable like jelly, her nipples hardening and reddening under the friction of my palms. "Mmm... Mommy wants it..." she panted, kneeling between my legs, guiding my burning desire to her entrance and slowly taking it in.
"Ah—!" As Nayeon sank down fully, we both let out satisfied sighs. I was completely lost in her tender embrace, letting her sway her body, enveloping my member as she moved up and down.
The room gradually filled with the lascivious sounds of wetness and flesh slapping against flesh. On the marital bed she shared with my father, Nayeon and I unleashed our mutual desires without restraint.
Amid her seductive moans and gasps, our passionate and wild coupling continued. My fingers explored her rear entrance, thrusting in and out in rhythm with her movements.
"Ahh... Son, you’re so good at this... It feels amazing..." Nayeon tilted her head back, her long hair flying, her expression utterly intoxicated.
Seeing her so uninhibited before me fueled the dark desires within me. "Mom, I want to see you look even more depraved..." I whispered, nibbling her earlobe.
"Mmm... Alright... but..." Nayeon shyly covered her mouth, as if she couldn’t believe she was agreeing to my request.
I spread her legs wide, positioning her to kneel on the bed, and entered her from behind, my hands roughly kneading her breasts.
"Mmhh—!" Nayeon let out a high-pitched moan, her body trembling violently.
I began thrusting powerfully, each movement striking her sensitive spots. "Mom, scream for me! Say you love your son’s cock!"
"Ahh... So deep... I love... my son’s big cock... It feels so good..." Nayeon cried out without reservation, fulfilling my desires.
Her words drove me to thrust even harder, each penetration nearly piercing her cervix. Her moans grew louder, eventually turning into a series of incoherent gasps and sobs.
The erotic atmosphere in the bedroom intensified. Nayeon lowered herself, grabbing my wrists and pinning them to the pillows, her long legs straddling my thighs as she rocked her hips back and forth, her honeyed core engulfing my desire.
"Mmm... Ahh... It feels so good... Your big cock makes Mommy’s pussy feel amazing..." Nayeon threw her head back, her body swaying in a frenzy, her full breasts bouncing with each motion, her enticing nipples tracing arcs in the air.
I propped myself up, matching her rhythm, driving my member deeper into her, parting her layered folds to reach her deepest core.
"Mom... I’m close..." The tight, hot grip of Nayeon’s passage sent tingles up my spine, a numbing sensation creeping up my back.
"Shoot it... Give it all to Mommy..." Nayeon quickened her movements, her soft walls clinging to my member as if to drain me completely.
Under such stimulation, my rationality collapsed. A thick stream of cum erupted, flooding her deepest depths. "Ahhh—!"
After the climax, we lay entwined on the bed, our sweaty bodies pressed together. "Thank you, son... Mommy has never been this happy," Nayeon said contentedly, wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a soft kiss on the corner of my lips.
"Me too, Mom. Having you makes me so happy," I buried my face in her chest, feeling her heartbeat and warmth, overwhelmed with gratitude and adoration for this woman.
In that moment, the bedroom held only the image of us smiling at each other, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun filtering through the window, as if it were blessing our intimate mother-son play.
"Son, it’s about time. You should go do your homework," Nayeon said, lightly patting my butt to signal me to get off her.
Reluctantly, I withdrew from her body. Nayeon immediately leaned down, carefully licking my still semi-hard member, consuming every drop of the remaining fluids.
"Mom..." I sighed, watching her eagerly clean my cock, reigniting the fire of desire within me.
"Good boy, go on. Don’t make your parents worry, okay?" Nayeon looked up with a smile, then slowly began tidying her clothes.
"I know, Mom," I said, suppressing the urge to pull her back into my arms and leaving the bedroom.
But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t erase the scene from my mind. Nayeon was just too captivating—her every gesture and word effortlessly stoked the flames in my heart.
If I didn’t finish my homework in time, who knows how Nayeon would tease me when I got back home...
I hurried to the study, focusing intently on my assignments. Yet, despite my efforts, my thoughts kept drifting back to the bedroom.
By the time I finished all my homework, it was completely dark outside. I walked to the living room, where Nayeon was preparing dinner. Seeing me, she waved me over to eat.
"How was your day, son?" Nayeon brought over two bowls of steaming noodles, smiling warmly.
"It was great, Mom. I did everything you asked," I answered honestly, knowing full well what she meant.
Nayeon lowered her eyes shyly and nodded lightly. "Good boy. Eat up, or the noodles will get cold."
After dinner, we returned to the bedroom for another round of even more intense intimacy.
The next morning, I was awakened by an unusual sensation below. Lifting my head, I saw Nayeon kneeling between my legs, stroking my cock while delicately licking its sensitive tip with her small tongue.
"Mom... what are you doing..." I asked, though I already knew, a mix of panic and excitement washing over me.
Nayeon looked up with a shy smile. "Didn’t you say you had a part-time job today? Mommy’s just waking you up."
With that, she lowered her head, taking my cock into her mouth and bobbing up and down. "Ah—!" An overwhelming wave of pleasure hit me, nearly making me release in her mouth.
"Son, focus. Don’t let work slip," Nayeon said, her voice muffled as she continued.
"But Mom... this makes it really hard to focus..."
I tried to concentrate on her words, but the pleasure was too intense, overtaking my senses. I grabbed her hair, thrusting my hips, using her mouth like a sex toy.
"Ah... mm... son..." Nayeon let out a pained moan but didn’t resist, instead sucking even harder, driving my rationality into oblivion.
Her mouth felt like a perfect sexual organ, its slick walls enveloping my desire, bringing unparalleled pleasure. My lazy thrusts grew more aggressive, each one slamming deep into her throat, as if I wanted to stuff everything inside.
"Ah—!" With a roar, I thrust one final time deep into her throat, releasing a torrent of cum that filled her mouth. Nayeon relaxed her throat, letting me pour everything out.
As I slowly withdrew my pulsing member, I watched her obediently swallow every drop I’d released, an indescribable sense of satisfaction washing over me.
"Son, let’s put work aside for now. You’ve made Mommy impatient..." Nayeon climbed onto me, her seductive movements reigniting my desire as my still-hard cock pressed against her wet entrance.
Her allure set me ablaze. Glancing at the clock, I saw there was still plenty of time before work. Without hesitation, I lifted her round hips, guiding her entrance to take in my still-rigid cock.
"Mmm... ah... son... you’re so good..." Nayeon sank down fully, our bodies perfectly joined once more. She moved up and down, her full breasts bouncing with each motion.
"Mom... you feel so good inside..." I tilted my head back, savoring the exquisite pleasure she brought. Her tight, juicy passage stimulated me with every thrust. I gripped her supple buttocks, helping her move faster.
"Ah... baby... maybe we should hold back a bit today... I’m worried you’ll be late..." Nayeon said, but her movements didn’t slow, growing even wilder, as if she wanted to drain me completely.
"Don’t worry, Mom..." I gritted my teeth, matching her rhythm while steadying my breathing. "Even if I’m late, the boss won’t mind..."
As a housewife, Nayeon kept active with regular exercise, making her adept at cowgirl position. Her toned abdominal muscles moved rhythmically, perfectly stroking every part of my cock.
Her breasts bounced wildly with her motions, mesmerizing me. I reached out, kneading her reddened nipples, which hardened like ripe berries under my touch.
"Ah... baby... that feels so good..." Nayeon arched her neck, her lips parted, her expression intoxicated. Her voice, husky with desire, was irresistibly seductive.
I let go of her breasts, gripping her waist to help her move faster. Encouraged, she leaned down, kissing me passionately.
Our tongues intertwined as I thrust upward to match her movements. Caught off guard by my increased intensity, Nayeon lost herself, forgetting her original intent was just to wake me.
We were lost in each other’s bodies, work forgotten. Straddling my thighs, our bodies perfectly connected, her relentless moans filled the air with every deep thrust.
"Baby... I’m close... why haven’t you cum yet..." Nayeon’s movements grew clumsy, sweat beading on her forehead, her exhaustion evident, yet she still tried to please me.
I patted her back soothingly. "You’re doing so well, Mom... I’ll cum soon... just hold on..."
Adjusting my position, I lifted her hips and thrust upward with force. Overwhelmed, she clutched my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin.
"Ah... ah... I can’t..." Nayeon cried out, her juices flooding out, soaking my abdomen. I soon reached climax, roaring as I released inside her again.
We collapsed onto the bed, panting. After a while, Nayeon looked up at me, a shy smile on her lips.
"Baby... are you really late now..."
Seeing my anxious rush to get ready for work, Nayeon flashed a sly smile. She leaned closer, circling my nipple with her finger before teasing it with her delicate tongue.
"Baby, if you’re in such a hurry... why not ask for a day off?" she teased, her tongue flicking over my sensitive spot, reigniting my desire.
"That’s... probably not a good idea... what if the boss says no..." I said, but my hand instinctively guided hers to my reawakening cock.
"Don’t worry, baby. If you ask... the boss will definitely approve..." Nayeon giggled, intensifying her strokes, drawing my focus entirely to the pleasure.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed my phone and dialed my boss. Nayeon watched my nervous expression with amusement, her fingers gliding over my cock.
"Boss, I’m sorry... I need to take a day off... yeah, I’m not feeling well..." I stammered, the sensations below nearly driving me mad.
As I spoke, Nayeon suddenly took my cock into her mouth, servicing it with fervent licks.
"Ah—!" I let out a yelp, nearly losing control. I quickly covered the phone, shooting her a look to stop her dangerous play.
But Nayeon, intent on seeing me flustered, didn’t stop. Instead, she quickened her pace, eroding my rationality.
"Baby, I know you’re struggling..." she said, looking up with playful, lustful eyes. "Since you’ve got the day off... let yourself go..."
I clutched the phone, stifling moans. Her tongue work was irresistible, and I surrendered to her whims.
"Boss, I need to go to the hospital now... I’ll make up the sick leave... thank you..." I rushed through the call, then grabbed Nayeon’s hair, urging her to quicken her pace.
She understood, wrapping her lips tightly around my cock, sucking hard. Her tongue teased the tip, spinning circles until I reached climax.
Gasping, I released a surge of cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, then caressed my cock lovingly.
I pulled her up, kissing her fiercely. Our lips locked, saliva spilling from her mouth, leaving wet marks on the sheets.
After the kiss, I cupped her cheeks, gazing into her ocean-blue eyes.
"Mom... that was intense... you nearly killed me..." I teased, my tone brimming with genuine affection.
Nayeon laughed, averting her gaze, her hand resting on my chest. "So, do you still want to go to work...?"
"Of course not..." I shook my head, pulling her into my arms. "I want to stay home with you... until we’re both exhausted..."
"You naughty boy..." Nayeon pouted, looking like a wronged wife. "I guess I have no choice but to keep you company... since I’m your mom..."
"Yes, yes, my dearest mom..." I coaxed, blowing softly in her ear.
Her body shivered, her ears turning a cute pink. "Don’t get cocky... you’ll pay for it later..."
"Oh? I’m looking forward to it..." I raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.
I flipped her over, pinning her beneath me, and began nibbling at her neck.
"Baby..." Nayeon let out a pained moan but soon melted under my touch.
I trailed my tongue down her smooth skin, exploring her sensual curves. My hand slipped between her legs, rubbing her soft petals.
"Mmm... ah..." Nayeon moaned, her breathing quickening.
Feeling her slick, wet core, I quickened my fingers, sliding one inside and thrusting.
"Ah—! Baby... slow down..." Nayeon pleaded, but her flowing juices betrayed her desperate need for my touch.
Ignoring her, I focused on stretching her passage, soon slipping in three fingers, her walls tightening around them.
"Mmm... too deep... baby..." Nayeon arched her head back, her eyes half-closed with seductive allure. Her hand reached for my semi-hard cock, stroking it.
"Ah... you’re just as bad..." I struggled under her counterattack, slowing my fingers to avoid climaxing too soon in her hand.
"Baby... this is too much..." Nayeon panted, her fingers gliding over my cock, sending waves of pleasure. "But I can’t help it... seeing you makes me lose control..."
"Same here..." I shrugged, speeding up my fingers inside her. "Nayeon... I’m going to cum in your hand..."
"Do it... all over my hand..." she said seductively, her other hand joining to caress my balls.
Under her dual assault, I soon climaxed, my thick cum shooting onto her hand and arm.
"Ha... ah..." I panted, sweat beading on my forehead.
Nayeon lifted her hand, inhaling the scent of my seed, her eyes drunk with pleasure, as if savoring a delicacy.
"Baby... I want to eat it..." She swayed her arm, bringing the cum-stained skin to her lips.
"Nayeon..." Watching her lick up my seed, I felt a mix of conquest and guilt.
She quickly cleaned every drop from her hand, then leaned down to lick my still-sensitive cock.
"Mmm..." I moaned under her skilled tongue, my desire reigniting.
"Mom... I’m going in..." I grabbed her hair, guiding her mouth back onto my cock.
She complied, enveloping it with her lips and tongue, making it harden again. I held her waist, aligning her with my entrance.
"Baby... be gentle..." Nayeon gasped but eagerly met my thrust.
My cock slid smoothly into her, her walls gripping me tightly, delivering supreme pleasure.
"Ah... so good..." Nayeon tilted her head back, eyes closed, savoring my possession. "Baby... harder... I want more..."
I quickened my thrusts, each one reaching her deepest core. Her moans grew louder, her legs wrapping tighter around my waist, urging me to ravage her more.
"Nayeon... Mom..." I growled, grabbing her hips and sinking fully into her.
She cried out, her moans turning sultry. "Baby... you’re so deep..."
I buried my face in her neck, my tongue tracing her collarbone, leaving a trail of glistening saliva on her pale skin.
"Baby... you fill me so much..." Nayeon’s eyes were hazy, her fingers digging into my back, leaving red marks.
"I’ll take good care of you..." I whispered in her ear, quickening my pace, each thrust hitting her deepest spot.
Her moans turned to cries, her legs tightening, nails sinking into my flesh. Knowing she was close, I pounded harder.
"Baby... I can’t take it..." Nayeon screamed, her walls clamping down, as if to swallow my cock whole.
I buried myself deep, climaxing as she did, my hot cum flooding her core, pushing her into another orgasm.
"Ah..." Nayeon’s head fell back, her eyes unfocused.
I held her shoulders, relishing the sensation of cumming inside her. Her body trembled, her passage impossibly tight, as if draining me dry.
After a while, I withdrew, watching thick cum drip from her core, tracing a lascivious arc onto the marble floor.
"Mom... you’re driving me insane..." I shook my head, kissing her forehead softly.
Nayeon opened her eyes, her gaze dim and dazed. She hooked her arms around my neck, pulling me close.
"Then do it again... baby..." she murmured, her eyes glistening with desire.
Looking at her, a strange emotion stirred within me. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t resist her.
"As you wish..." I said, entering her again, ready for another storm of passion.
The same outfit on Sana and Tzuyu showcased entirely different seductive charms. Their slender figures, proud busts, perky hips, and fair, delicate collarbones each took on a unique allure due to their distinct temperaments and appearances. Tzuyu’s pure face, paired with her sexy S-shaped figure, exuded a mature sensuality unique to a blossoming young woman with every gesture. Sana’s smile, accented by dimples on both cheeks, carried a flirtatious glint in her eyes, blending sweetness with an enchanting allure. For a moment, it was a true contest of spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each shining in their own right, impossible to judge.
“Let’s go have a couple of drinks,” I said, rising and wrapping my arms around the waists of these two beauties, leading them to the mini bar at home. Though called a mini bar, its setup rivaled any outside establishment, stocked with a full array of liquors, complete with two private booths and a large sectional sofa that could seat thirty people.
“What would you like to drink?” I asked, opening the cabinet while the two sat at the bar counter.
“I’ll have that cocktail you made last time,” Sana said, gesturing with her fingers toward the rainbow cocktail from before.
“I’ll take brandy,” Tzuyu replied, a hint of shyness in her voice.
I deftly set to work preparing the drinks. “Coming right up.”
Soon, two glasses were placed on the counter, one for Tzuyu and one for Sana, who sipped them slowly. I poured myself a brandy and sat between them. Soft music played in the mini bar as the three of us formed a triangle around the round bar table’s sofa.
I found myself captivated, my gaze wandering over their bodies. Sana caught my stare, a knowing flicker in her eyes, and smiled playfully, asking, “Oppa, between me and Tzuyu, who looks better in this outfit?”
Tzuyu, hearing the topic, lifted her head, her bright eyes fixed on me, as if awaiting my verdict. I knew comparing them in the same outfit wouldn’t be easy, though it felt a bit trivial. Still, I devised a way to dodge the question for now.
“Both of you, stand up and walk a few steps in the dance floor in the middle. Let me see,” I said, pointing to the bar’s dance area.
Tzuyu and Sana exchanged a glance. As Twice members, each had their pride, unwilling to lose in this arena, their eyes sparking with competitive fire, ready for a showdown.
“Who goes first?” Sana turned to Tzuyu.
“Unnie, you go first,” Tzuyu replied humbly.
Sana stepped onto the dance floor first, moving to the rhythm of the soft music, her slender frame swaying as she walked with cat-like grace from one end to the other. Step by step, she embodied a coquettish beauty, pausing occasionally to strike provocative poses. Tzuyu, noticing my attention drawn to Sana’s elegant moves, frowned slightly, her nostrils flaring.
“Hmph,” Tzuyu huffed softly. I turned to see her step onto the dance floor. Sana stepped aside, watching quietly as Tzuyu mimicked her earlier moves, tossing her long black hair with her hand, letting it cascade in the air. Seeing Tzuyu begin to outshine her, Sana rejoined the dance floor, and the two moved back and forth in straight lines, striking sexy poses in unison, sometimes resting hands on each other’s shoulders for dual poses. Dressed in the same outfit, their synchronized movements gave off an almost twin-like vibe.
Watching Sana and Tzuyu’s special stage performance, my mind flashed to some of their ad photos. After a six-to-seven-minute show, they returned to their seats, their eyes once again on me, clearly awaiting my judgment!
I silently compared them. Tzuyu’s figure was slightly better than Sana’s, her hips more pert, but Sana’s deeper cleavage and fuller breasts drawing my gaze irresistibly. Coming from a business family, Sana knew how to play to her strengths, leaning forward naturally to reveal her deep cleavage, making my throat dry. Tzuyu, having been around me for some years, had learned to highlight her assets and downplay her weaknesses.
“Oppa, so who looks better in this?” Sana leaned in, grabbing my hand and pressing it firmly against her ample chest, holding it there while cooing, “Oppa, Oppa,” in an increasingly sultry tone. Seeing Sana’s bold move, Tzuyu refused to back down, climbing onto my lap, guiding my other hand around her slim waist, her firm buttocks grinding against my crotch.
“Oppa, who looks better?” Tzuyu asked, her bright eyes locking onto mine.
With one beauty in my arms and another offering her chest, the symphony of their voices felt like paradise.
“Both of you look stunning. Sana’s got that sweet, sexy vibe, while Tzuyu’s got a pure, sensual charm,” I finally managed after some thought.
“Tch,” they both pouted, realizing no further verdict would come from me, and called a truce.
I wrapped my right arm around Tzuyu’s hourglass waist, slowly exploring through her clothes, bending to kiss her alluring fair collarbone. “Tzuyu, you’re absolutely breathtaking!”
“Oppa!” Sana whined jealously from the side.
“Yes! Yes, yes! And our Sana too!” I withdrew my hand from her chest, pulling her into my other arm, seating her on my other leg, and showered kisses on her ears, behind them, her tender neck, and collarbone.
After a dozen or so kisses, I gazed at the two young women perched on my legs—equally stunning faces, seductive figures, and flawless, tender skin. The brief stage performance had left them slightly sweaty, their natural scents mingling with their perfumes, creating an intoxicating aroma.
In this small space on the sofa, the blend of their fragrances stirred a restless heat in my lower abdomen, igniting a forbidden desire.
After kissing Sana, I turned to kiss Tzuyu’s red lips and exposed chest, leaving her breathless. As Sana, dazed from my kisses, felt the attention shift, a flicker of jealousy sparked. She rose from my lap, climbed onto the round table ahead, and devised a plan.
Watching Sana guide my free hand into her mouth, gently sucking and licking, then trailing down her chest to slip under her skirt, I was shocked to find only a thong beneath. With her guidance, a slight tug allowed my fingers to slide into the delicate crease between her labia.
Sana tilted her head back, and as she directed, my fingers moved slowly within her, her sensitive vagina responding with lubricating fluids after dozens of strokes. Overwhelmed by pleasure, her moans grew incessant, deep and enticing, like praise and an aphrodisiac. My fingers slid in and out of her slick warmth, feeling the tight, hot walls, occasionally grazing her G-spot, causing her body to shudder, her juices dripping down my hand onto the table, forming a glistening puddle. I increased the pressure, using my middle and ring fingers to delve deeper, twisting to tease her sensitive spots, her moans escalating: “Ah… Oppa… so… good…”
Sana’s teasing ignited a fierce desire in me, my groin swelling painfully. Tzuyu, perched on my lap, felt my erection against her thigh and spurred by Sana’s lead, her competitive spirit flared. Skillfully, she unbuckled my belt, deftly freeing my engorged penis from my pants. Kneeling between my legs, she extended her pink tongue, delicately licking the tip as if savoring ice cream, then opened her mouth wide, engulfing the head, her tongue swirling around the ridge, occasionally sucking gently, sending waves of pleasure through me. Her head bobbed up and down, producing “slurp slurp” sounds, saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth, trailing down my thigh in a shiny line.
“Oh… Tzuyu… so… good… deeper… yes… just like that… keep going,” I groaned, reveling in the warmth of her mouth while my fingers continued exploring Sana’s depths, the dual sensations nearly overwhelming me. Tzuyu’s oral skills, honed over years, were masterful—her tongue danced along the shaft, sometimes grazing with her teeth for a sharp thrill. Her throat enveloped me, a faint gag escaping, yet she pressed on, speeding up, her hands gently massaging my testicles, driving me wild. Her tongue circled the tip, coating my penis in saliva with “slurp” sounds. As I felt a spasm building, I growled, “Tzuyu… I’m going to…” and released into her mouth, thick semen flooding her throat. She swallowed eagerly, some spilling from her lips, dripping onto her chest, staining her dress, a sticky residue lingering in her cleavage.
“Tzuyu, stop!” I pulled my slick penis from her mouth, panting, “Let me finish with Sana first, then I’ll get to you.” Tzuyu obediently retreated to a single sofa, wiping the semen from her lips with a hint of pride, waiting patiently, her hands clutching her skirt, eyes gleaming with anticipation. Sana, witnessing this, ignited with rivalry, huffing softly, wiggling her hips to urge me on.
I turned to Sana, withdrawing my fingers from beneath her skirt, holding them up—coated in her thick, translucent juices, warm and fragrant. “Look how wet you are. Time to take care of you properly,” I said, pulling her off the table, flipping her to lean over it. I hiked her skirt to her waist, revealing a black band like a tempting hula hoop, her snowy, pert buttocks clad only in a purple thong, the thin strip barely containing her firm flesh, her deep gluteal cleft exuding allure. Slowly peeling it off, I exposed her drenched vagina, labia slightly parted, inner pink glistening with moisture, an silent invitation, juices trickling down.
Gripping my throbbing penis, I aligned it with her entrance, easing in slowly. Her soaked vagina welcomed me, the head enveloped by her warm, elastic walls, feeling like a hot mouth. One hand pressed her waist, fingers digging into her soft skin, the other clutching her buttock as I advanced, savoring every inch of her textured depths. Fully sheathed, I began thrusting, starting gently then accelerating, the “smack smack” of flesh echoing, her buttocks quivering with each impact. Sana’s moans shifted from low to piercing, her usual clear voice reduced to raw desire. With varied paces, she whimpered “Ah… mm…”; hitting her cervix, she shrieked, “Oppa… too deep… ah!”; at full depth, she roared, “Oh… harder…”
“Sana, how’s that?” I panted, sweat dripping from my forehead onto her smooth back, tracing her spine to her cleft, mingling with her fluids.
“O… Oppa, ahhh… faster… ah… uh… I… aahhh,” Sana’s response was fragmented, lost in ecstasy. Her body trembled with each thrust, her vagina overflowing, juices streaming down her thighs, soaking my pants with warm stickiness. I intensified, driving deeper each time, her body jerking, hands clawing the table, nails scarring the wood. “Sana, look how wet you are? You’ve soaked my pants.”
“Oppa, don’t say that about me!” Sana propped herself up, face flushed, tears in her eyes, hair a messy tangle. “Isn’t this your fault? Ahh… harder… uh… ahh… fuck your… Sana to death.” Her taunting fueled me, and I slammed into her buttocks, my penis plunging faster, “slurp slurp” sounds rising, juices frothing white, splattering us both. Her walls contracted, nearly immobilizing me, and I growled, “Oh… Sana… squeeze… your hips… legs… tighter… ohh… god… ah… so good.” Her legs clamped my waist, toes curling, hips lifting, her vaginal muscles pulsing around me.
“Ahhh… Oppa… oh… I… gonna… cum,” Sana’s voice quickened, legs shaking, hips spasming in peak pleasure.
“Ah… no… Sana… hold on,” I tried delaying her climax, but she couldn’t, peaking before me. Her body arched, vagina convulsing, a hot stream gushing out, soaking the floor in a wide puddle, the scent intense. She collapsed on the table, panting heavily, juices dribbling down her thighs, pooling beneath.
I turned to Tzuyu, pulling her into my arms, kissing her red lips. Her soft, warm lips tasted of brandy; I probed with my tongue, entwining with hers, sucking her tip, savoring her saliva, occasionally tugging her lower lip. My hands slid under her skirt, lifting it to reveal pink lace panties, outlining her perfect hips, the center damp with her scent. Fingertips brushing the edge, her body quivered. “Our little maknae has grown up, huh? I remember the frog sergeant days, and now you’re this tempting?” I teased.
“Oppa!” Tzuyu pouted, cheeks blushing, a shy glint in her eyes, lips parting with warm breath.
“Okay, no more teasing! Come, Tzuyu, on the table,” I lifted her onto the table beside the resting Sana. Hoisting her legs over my shoulders, I thrust into her tight vagina with force. She cried out, “Oppa, gently… it hurts… ah!” Tighter than Sana’s, her entrance resisted, walls virgin-like, but her juices soon eased me in, “squelch” sounds rising.
Having watched our earlier encounter, her vagina was wet but the sudden entry pained her, brows furrowing. Adjusting, I held her legs high, thrusting rapidly, pulling down her straps to free her round breasts, nipples pink and erect like cherries under the light. I massaged them, thumbing her nipples, her body jerking with a “Ah…” moan, nipples hardening further, areolas expanding. “Tzuyu, have they grown bigger?” I marveled, fingers sinking into her soft flesh, breasts deforming under my grip.
“Not because of Oppa… ah… rub… ahh… bigger?” she gasped, breasts bouncing with my rhythm, nipples reddening from friction.
“Yes! I made them grow! Let’s rub more to outdo Momo!” I laughed, kneading harder, breasts spilling between my fingers, nipples tugged, eliciting soft moans, warmth rising.
“Ah… I don’t… uh… want… ahh… that big!” Tzuyu protested coyly, but her moans betrayed her pleasure, her vagina clenching me tighter, walls teasing my shaft.
Sana joined, wrapping an arm around Tzuyu’s neck, kissing her lips and collarbone, tongue flicking her earlobe, her other hand caressing Tzuyu’s breast, pinching her nipple for a sharp thrill. “Tzuyu, your lips are so soft,” Sana rasped, kissing her, breath hot.
“Sana unnie, oh…” Tzuyu began, cut off by Sana’s kiss. Their passion deepened, tongues intertwining, saliva exchanging with “pop pop” sounds, dripping onto Tzuyu’s collarbone. Sana’s hand slid to Tzuyu’s crotch, rubbing her clit through her panties, intensifying Tzuyu’s tremors, her vagina gripping me tighter, juices flowing, soaking her underwear.
The battle moved to the sofa, Tzuyu kneeling, cupping her full breasts around my penis. Soft and elastic, her deep cleavage enveloped me warmly, flesh smooth. She pushed upward, tightening the grip, nipples brushing my tip, sending shivers. Slowly, rhythmically, she spat warm saliva into her cleavage, lubricating with “squelch” sounds, breasts jiggling, nipples hardening, areolas widening.
“Oppa… like it?” Tzuyu looked up, eyes teasing, voice sultry, hair framing her chest seductively. She sped up, squeezing harder, cleavage nearly swallowing me, tip glistening. Pausing, she licked the head, tongue circling the ridge, sucking the slit, then resumed, breasts syncing, nipples grazing my base, electric jolts surging. She parted them briefly, then clamped back, mimicking penetration, driving me wild, saliva and sweat mixing with “slurp slurp” sounds.
I grabbed her hair, pressing down; she complied, taking me in, mouth and breasts combining, doubling the ecstasy. Her tongue danced inside, breasts moving, fluids blending, nipples scraping me sharply.
“Ready for another round.” I withdrew from her cleavaget. “Sana, come lick me, get me ready.”
Sana knelt, gripping my base, tongue lapping the head, taking me in, cleaning residual semen with “slurp” sounds. Opening wide, she deep throated me, throat muscles contracting, “gargle gargle” rising, saliva dripping onto the sofa. After minutes, my penis was slick and rigid.
I pulled out, drew Tzuyu close, flipped her onto the sofa. Her head against the edge, legs over my shoulders, I re-entered her tight warmth. “Uh… Oppa… ahh… oh… so good… ahhh… harder…” she moaned, vagina clenching, walls teasing me.
“Tzuyu… you’re… incredible,” I praised, thrusting fiercely, hitting her cervix, her body arching, screaming, “Ahhh… Oppa… faster… ah… more…” Her head thrashed, hair wild, sweat dripping, breasts flattened against me.
“Uh” “Ah” we climaxed together, semen flooding her, juices mixing, soaking the sofa. Withdrawing, Sana seized my penis, licking while rubbing it against her nipple, indenting it red.
Lost in lust, Sana stroked me frantically, fingers deftly working my base, thumb pressing below the tip, waves of pleasure building.
“Oppa, I’m ready. Come?”
Erect again, Sana lay on another sofa, legs spread, one hand on her chest, the other rubbing her clit, beckoning. Her labia were wet and red, clit quivering, juices dripping.
“Come! Oppa, want more here?”
“Oh! Our Sana’s insatiable today?”
“Oppa! Hurry!” Sana parted her lips, revealing her pink depths, fluids seeping.
“Here I come!” I thrust my hips forward, driving my penis deep into Sana’s core. The fullness in her honey pot drew a long, drawn-out “uh” from her, her face glowing with satisfaction. Her moans rose and fell with my movements—sometimes soft and melodic, sometimes sharp and high-pitched, shifting between cries and roars, echoing through the room.
As I thrust, I reached to knead her breasts, my thumb rolling over her nipple. Her body trembled, honey spilling out continuously, streaming down her thighs and soaking the sofa. Her breasts deformed under my hands, nipples hardening from the stimulation, areolas expanding with an enticing red flush. I shifted her position, laying her on her side with one leg raised to shoulder height, entering from the side. The angle drove my penis deeper, hitting her cervix, and she cried out louder: “Ah… Oppa… too deep… ah…” Her voice carried a sob, her long hair clinging messily to her face, sweat trickling down her forehead. I gripped her buttock with one hand, nails digging deep into her soft flesh, leaving red marks, while the other hand pinched her nipple, tugging hard to blend sharp pain with intense pleasure. In my fierce thrusts, her inner walls contracted, numbing my penis, honey churning into white foam that splashed onto my abdomen and her buttocks, the “smack smack” of our impact resounding, our union so slick it nearly slipped out of control.
Sana soon climaxed again, her honey gushing like a spring and soaking the sofa. Her body arched sharply, her legs trembling as her inner walls convulsed, clenching my penis tightly. Her breaths came in ragged, husky gasps, laced with an enticing allure. She collapsed, her buttocks still quivering faintly, honey trickling slowly down her inner thighs, dripping onto the sofa to form a small, sticky puddle. I turned to Tzuyu, who had already crawled up from another long sofa. She braced herself with both hands, her hips slightly raised, and moved toward the bar, glancing back with a seductive look in her eyes. Her gaze was provocative, her long hair swaying gently with each step, the hem of her skirt lifting to reveal her pale thighs. She climbed onto the bar, propping herself with one hand while leaning to the side, fully exposing her exquisite form. Her breasts hung slightly due to the pose, nipples erect, and with her other hand, she beckoned me, her voice soft and alluring: “Oppa, come here?”
I approached and pressed her into a ninety-degree bend, her long legs lifted high, toes nearly touching the bar’s edge. I grabbed her breasts with both hands, kneading them firmly, my fingertips sinking into the soft flesh as her breasts spilled out between my fingers. Her nipples hardened further under the stimulation, glowing with a pink hue. My penis slid back into her warm, wet honey pot, her inner walls gripping me tightly, emitting “slurp” sounds as honey flowed from our union, dripping onto the bar and releasing a strong, intoxicating scent. Tzuyu moaned, “Ah… Oppa… so deep… harder…” Her voice trembled, her buttocks quivering with each of my thrusts. I picked up the pace, slamming against her hips, the crisp “smack smack” of our contact ringing out, her flesh turning a rosy red. Her body shook, honey streaming down her thighs, dripping onto the bar in a string of glistening droplets. I leaned down to bite her collarbone, leaving faint red marks, and her cries grew louder: “Ah… Oppa… I’m going to…” Her head thrashed side to side, hair disheveled, sweat sliding down her neck.
I flipped her over, laying her on her back with her legs resting on my shoulders, driving my penis even deeper to hit her most sensitive spot. She clutched the bar’s edge, nails digging into the wood and leaving shallow scratches. Her head whipped back and forth, her orgasmic cries filling the room with a lewd atmosphere: “Ah… Oppa… too deep… ah…” Her breasts swayed with the motion, nipples standing erect against the air, areolas expanding with excitement. Feeling myself nearing my limit, I thrust harder, my hips crashing against her buttocks with “smack smack” sounds, and ejaculated inside her. Thick semen mixed with her honey, flowing out from our union, drenching the bar and leaving a sticky stain. As she climaxed, her body convulsed, legs instinctively tightening around my waist, honey spraying onto my thighs.
After a brief rest, I pulled Sana over. She had regained some energy, her cheeks still flushed, and knelt willingly to give me oral. Her tongue danced skillfully over my penis, circling the ridge and sucking the remaining semen, producing “slurp” sounds as saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, falling to the floor. Once I hardened again, I pushed her onto the bar, lifting one leg to its limit, her knee nearly touching her chest, and entered from the side. Her honey pot, hypersensitive after her climax, made her moan, “Oppa… slow… ah…” her voice breaking, but I didn’t stop, thrusting hard as my penis moved in and out of her slick walls, creating “slurp slurp” noises. Her hands gripped my arms, nails digging into my flesh and leaving red marks, honey flowing from our union, soaking her buttocks and inner thighs, dripping onto the bar.
Tzuyu joined in, kissing my lips, her tongue probing into my mouth to tangle with mine, her hands rubbing my chest, fingertips grazing my nipples with a tingling sensation. I thrust into Sana with one hand while fondling Tzuyu’s breasts with the other, kneading them as my thumb rolled over her nipple, eliciting soft moans from her. The three of us entwined, and Sana climaxed again, her honey pot contracting violently, numbing my penis as honey sprayed onto my hand. Her hoarse voice cried out, “Ah… Oppa… I… I’m going to…” I shifted to Tzuyu, pressing her down to ride me. She moved up and down eagerly, her honey pot enveloping me tightly, her inner folds rubbing against my penis. I spanked her, the handprint reddening her pale skin, and she moaned, “Ah… Oppa… so good…” Her breasts bounced before me, nipples erect, sweat trailing down her chest.
I had Sana lie on Tzuyu’s back, stacking the three of us together. I thrust into Sana from behind, hitting her deepest point, while reaching down to rub Tzuyu’s clitoris, my fingertips pressing her sensitive spot. Both women climaxed simultaneously, their moans filling the room as honey soaked my hand and the carpet. Unable to hold back, I ejaculated deep inside Sana, my semen shooting into her depths. She let out a loud cry and collapsed, exhausted, onto the sofa.
Sana and Tzuyu leaned in, each licking my ears and neck—Sana’s tongue gliding over my earlobe with a tingling sensation, Tzuyu’s lips gently nibbling my neck, leaving wet traces. I pulled them to the carpet, where Tzuyu lay prone, her hips raised high. I entered her from behind, thrusting deep, and she screamed, “Ah… Oppa… too deep…” Her voice quivered, her buttocks trembling under my impact. Sana knelt before her, letting Tzuyu lick her, her tongue deftly working Sana’s labia, sliding along the crevice with “slurp” sounds, honey dripping from her chin to the floor. As I thrust into Tzuyu, watching this scene aroused me further, her buttocks reddening with each hit. Sana’s moans drove me wild: “Ah… Tzuyu… so good…” I switched to Sana, sliding into her slick honey pot, and she shouted, “Oppa… fuck me to death…” Her walls gripped me tightly, honey foaming and splashing everywhere.
Every corner of the room bore our marks—the sofa, bar, and carpet reeked of honey and semen, the air thick with the scent of sex. Sana’s swollen honey pot, lips slightly turned out, begged for more as she braced herself on the carpet, hips raised, honey seeping from the crevice and dripping to the floor. Tzuyu’s breasts, reddened from my kneading, nipples erect, she knelt to clean my penis, her tongue licking every inch, sucking residual semen with “slurp” sounds. I ejaculated into them repeatedly, and they climaxed again and again, honey soaking the carpet, mingled with semen, leaving a sticky, dizzying stain.
Finally, I had Sana and Tzuyu kneel together, hands braced, buttocks open to me, their clits wet and red, exuding an enticing scent, lips slightly parted, honey seeping out. I stood behind them, alternating thrusts into their warm, wet interiors, “smack smack” sounds ringing out, honey foaming and splashing onto their buttocks and my thighs. They kissed, tongues entwining, saliva dripping from their mouths onto her collarbone with “pop pop” sounds. The sight drove me nearly mad—Sana’s honey pot tightened, her folds rubbing my penis, Tzuyu’s moans grew louder, her husky voice seductive, her walls seeming to suck me in. I finally ejaculated into Sana again, semen shooting deep inside, and she cried out, collapsing as honey flowed down her thighs, dripping to the floor. Tzuyu followed with her climax, honey spraying my thigh, her body trembling, breaths ragged. The three of us collapsed on the carpet, sweat and fluids mingling. The room filled with a heavy scent until, exhausted, we embraced and fell asleep at dawn.
I finally achieved my dream of becoming TWICE’s manager. Though the work is demanding, the joy it brings far surpasses the stress. The members of TWICE, averaging their early twenties, are close to my age, making our interactions seamless and friendly. We often joke and playfully tease each other, quickly becoming close.
Nayeon, Jihyo, Momo, Sana, Tzuyu... each member is breathtakingly beautiful. Their dance moves are captivating, their voices sweet, and their smiles utterly enchanting. As a fan, I watch their performance videos countless times daily, admiring their alluring outfits while fantasizing about intimate encounters with them, reaching climax in the process.
Though I’ve grown accustomed to daily life with them, I harbor a shameful secret—I’m their most obsessive fan, fixated on their physical allure. After work, I lie in bed, open my phone, and replay their performance videos, watching their youthful figures dance on stage. My body heats up, and I can’t help but slip my hand into my underwear to soothe my aching arousal, finding temporary satisfaction.
Since becoming their manager, my interactions with them have become more frequent. Sometimes, while adjusting their outfits backstage, their unintentional movements stir my desires uncontrollably.
Now, I finally have the chance to be close to these goddesses! As their manager, I’m with them day and night, observing every detail—Nayeon’s tender lips, Jihyo’s tits, Momo’s slender legs, Sana’s sparkling eyes, Tzuyu’s delicate face... each feature captivates me.
I’m fortunate to manage their wardrobe, giving me access to their personal clothing and performance outfits. In the dressing room, I kiss their clothes, imagining intimate moments with them. My body reacts instantly, and I eagerly strip off their garments, wrapping them around my sensitive parts to feel the thrilling sensation. Stroking the patterns on Momo’s pantyhose, I envision her wearing them, my arousal intensifying. I wrap the pantyhose around my erection, rubbing while moaning Momo’s name. “Ah... Momo’s pantyhose... so good... I want to ravage you... ahhh!” I growl, releasing onto Momo’s black stockings. The forbidden pleasure is addictive, and I crave the day I can truly possess their bodies.
As I bask in the afterglow, the door suddenly swings open. I turn in shock to see Tzuyu walking in! “Oh!” Tzuyu gasps, her eyes widening at the sight of me using Momo’s stockings for pleasure. Her stunned expression floods me with shame, yet I don’t stop—instead, the humiliation fuels my excitement, making me harder. “Momo... ahhh... I want you so bad...” I continue frantically in front of Tzuyu, burying Momo’s stockings between my legs, letting my desires run wild. Tzuyu stands frozen, watching my perverse actions, but I grow even more aroused, climaxing repeatedly into Momo’s stockings as if consuming her entirely.
“Ugh... Tzuyu... look at me... am I pathetic? I’m beyond saving...” I pant, speeding up my movements, spraying the last of my release onto Momo’s stockings. Instead of retreating, Tzuyu steps forward, looking down at me with disdain. “You filthy guy... stealing our clothes for this... how depraved!” Her words act like an aphrodisiac, reigniting my arousal. I gaze at her with burning eyes. “I am depraved... I love how you call me that...” I rasp, reaching for her thigh. Tzuyu slaps my hand away, sneering, “Since you love being depraved, let’s see how low you can go! Why Momo’s things? Am I not as beautiful as her?”
“Tzuyu, you’re far more beautiful than Momo...” I say eagerly. “But I’m just obsessed with Momo’s scent...” Angered by my response, Tzuyu strips off her black lace panties and throws them at me, commanding, “Then use mine now, or I’ll report you to the company!” “Ah... Tzuyu... you’re amazing...” I grab her panties, pressing them to my face and inhaling deeply, her intoxicating scent sending shivers through me. I unzip my pants, wrapping her panties around my throbbing member, rubbing vigorously.
Seeing me obey, Tzuyu’s eyes flash with disgust, then shift to a mocking smile. “What’s this? Your fetish is quite unique... satisfying yourself with other girls’ clothes... aren’t you afraid of crossing into something truly immoral?” she taunts. “Tzuyu... don’t... I’m just too obsessed with you... your scent drives me wild... I can’t control myself...” I gasp, stroking harder with her panties. Her contempt grows, but she doesn’t stop me, instead watching coldly and hurling sharp insults. “Look at you, like a dog in heat. Is this how much you want me? Let’s see how long you can last...” She sits on the sofa, smirking as she observes me.
My rationality is gone, consumed by Tzuyu’s alluring presence and the scent of her lace panties. As I near climax, Tzuyu suddenly presses her foot heavily onto my erection. “Ah!” I shudder, nearly collapsing. Her shoe pins my sensitive member, trapping it. “Feeling good?” she sneers, her lips curling. I know she’s toying with me, but my body betrays me, twitching under her foot, spilling onto her stockings. “Ugh... Tzuyu... stop... I’ll break...” I plead, my voice thick with lust. She scoffs, pressing harder, making me release even more onto her foot. “Hmm... interesting... you came under my foot... feeling humiliated?” Her eyes gleam with a strange excitement, as if my degradation sparks something in her.
My mind is lost to darkness, a slave to desire. “Tzuyu... don’t stop... I want to keep going... cover you in my mess...” I shamelessly confess. She pauses, surprised, then laughs. “Fine... if you want it that badly, I’ll indulge you...” She presses harder, forcing more release onto her stockings and heels. “Ah... Tzuyu... I can’t take it... I’ll die under your foot...” I cry, unsure if it’s fear or ecstasy. “Hmph... now you see how pathetic you are... you should be licking my shoes, not dreaming of my love...” she says coldly. “Now that I’ve given you pleasure, it’s time to keep your promise...”
My body still twitches under her foot, staining her stockings and heels. My mind is foggy, driven only by her commands. Seeing my complete submission, Tzuyu smiles with satisfaction. She lifts her foot, offering no respite, and orders me to kneel before her. “Good... now do as I said. Start with my toes, lick up to my clit... only when I’m satisfied will you earn the right to be with me...” She sprawls on the sofa, legs spread, revealing her glistening folds.
I obediently lower my head, starting with her silk-clad toes, my tongue tracing wet paths over her smooth skin. Tzuyu closes her eyes, savoring my service, occasionally trembling at my touch. I carefully lick every toe, then move up her ankles, calves, and thighs. “Not bad... now for the main event...” she murmurs, guiding my head with her hands. I bury my face between her thighs, her scent overwhelming me, shattering my last defenses. My tongue parts her folds, delving into her most intimate depths...
My tongue dances inside her, caressing her soft walls. Her nectar flows, sweet and intoxicating, coating my tongue and throat. Tzuyu’s legs clamp around my head, pulling me deeper. She moans loudly, “Oh... yes... right there... harder...” Her hands grip my hair, pressing me into her core. I target her G-spot, teasing and sucking rapidly. Her body writhes, thighs flushing with pleasure. “Ugh... I’m close... faster... deeper...” she cries, tugging my hair, urging my tongue to churn faster. I obey, sealing my lips around her, sucking her juices fiercely. “Ahh!” Tzuyu climaxes, her folds convulsing, flooding my mouth with her essence. I swallow eagerly, not wasting a drop.
As her climax fades, I look up at her. Tzuyu’s forehead is beaded with sweat, her face flushed, eyes dazed with bliss. “Good job... my little pet...” she chuckles, patting my hair. “Now, shall we begin for real?” I nod eagerly, desperate to claim her. She reads my desire, deliberately rising slowly, turning to kneel on the sofa, lifting her hips provocatively. “What are you waiting for... come take me with that big cock...” she purrs.
Without hesitation, I thrust my engorged member into her tight, wet heat. Her walls grip me, sending waves of pleasure through me. “Oh... so good... Tzuyu... you’re so tight...” I moan, grabbing her waist and pounding hard. She moves in sync, her walls like silk ribbons sliding over me. “Mmm... harder... I was made for this...” she whispers. “Use me... fuck me senseless...”
Being with an idol like Tzuyu feels like a fantasy, yet here I am, buried inside her. The surreal pleasure drives me to possess her fully. I press against her smooth back, thrusting in doggy style, controlling every inch of her. “Ah... so deep... you’re so strong...” she gasps, urging me on. I intensify my thrusts, reaching her deepest parts. Her walls tighten, craving my roughness. “Oh... Tzuyu... you’re sucking me in... I’m gonna come...” I growl, gripping her hips, accelerating. “Do it... fill me up... I’m yours...” she cries, rocking her hips to beg for my release. Unable to hold back, I erupt inside her, my hot seed flooding her womb, triggering her second climax.
Her convulsing walls milk my still-hard member, amplifying the sensation. “Tzuyu... I want more...” I murmur, caressing her back, my desire unquenched. She senses my need, flipping me onto the sofa and straddling me. “Then let’s keep going...” she smiles wickedly, guiding my cock back inside her. She takes control, riding me, her breasts bouncing with each movement. “Oh... Tzuyu... you’re too good...” I groan, mesmerized. She varies her rhythm, hitting my sensitive spots perfectly, driving me to the edge of sanity. “Mmm... you’re amazing...” she moans. “Let’s come together...”
Her skill overwhelms me, and soon I’m climaxing again inside her. Even after two releases, Tzuyu’s passion keeps me hard. “You’re so full of energy... we’ve got more to play with...” she teases, kissing my chest and teasing my nipples, reigniting my lust. “Tell me... what dirty fantasies have you had about me... spill it all, or I stop...” she smirks.
I hesitate but confess, “I... imagined you and Sana... serving me together...” Her laughter rings out, delighted by the mention of Sana. “So, who do you prefer... me or Sana?” she asks, speeding up. “If you’re not honest, I’ll let Sana take my place...” I shake my head frantically. “It’s you... I only want you...” I plead. Satisfied, her smile turns seductive. She intensifies her teasing, driving me wild. “Don’t worry... if you want, I can arrange for Sana to join us... it’ll be unforgettable...” she whispers.
Her words paint a vivid image—Sana beside Tzuyu, both open to me. The thought pushes me over the edge, and I climax again, overwhelmed by the fantasy. “You naughty thing... fantasizing about us like that...” Tzuyu caresses my cheek, her smile complex. “If you want that dream to come true... we’ll make it happen...”
I collapse, exhausted, as Tzuyu rests on me. “Thank you... Tzuyu...” I gasp. She smirks, “That depends on you behaving... If you disappoint me, and Sana’s off the table...” I nod eagerly, vowing to please her. She smiles, sliding down to clean my cock with her mouth, her dominance clear. “As my manager, you’re on call... whenever I need you, you satisfy me... and no thoughts about other members without my permission, got it?” “Yes... I understand...” I moan, her mouth driving me wild. “Good... perform well, and I might let the others test your skills...” she teases, sucking harder.
My mind reels at the thought of other members. To secure that privilege, I’ll do anything to please Tzuyu. She nods approvingly, intensifying her efforts.
Tzuyu quickens her oral pace, my cock reviving under her skill. “Look... it’s craving for me again...” she purrs, licking her lips seductively. “Let’s do it one last time...” She pulls me up, then turns to kneel on the sofa, raising her hips enticingly. I swallow hard, gazing at her exposed intimacy. “Hurry... I don’t like waiting...” she urges, swaying her body.
Without a word, I grip her waist and thrust into her. For this final round, I want to savor every inch of Tzuyu’s exquisite body. “Mmm... so big... you’re amazing...” she moans, encouraging me. “Harder... fuck me hard...” I obey, pounding relentlessly, each thrust reaching her depths. Her moans fill the air, her hips rising to match my rhythm perfectly. “Ahh... I’m close...” she screams, her walls tightening painfully yet pleasurably around me. I feel a surge building, and as her walls convulse, I release my final load inside her.
I keep my cock inside her, holding her close as we collapse together. “Today... you did well... I’m pleased...” Tzuyu whispers, her breath hot against my neck. “But... don’t slack off... remember my demands... or you’ll lose everything...” “I understand... Tzuyu... I’ll do anything to please you...” I say, holding her tightly, overwhelmed with happiness. She smiles, resting on my shoulder, closing her eyes.
Sky feels like a smoldering furnace of raw desire. The air is thick with sweat, heat, and the heady scent of lust, as the Waterbomb Music Festival pulses with roaring crowds, glowing sticks, and a chaotic sea of cheers. I’m standing in the VIP backstage lounge. Nayeon, who’s about to hit the stage for her solo promo. I’ve already cooked up a twisted, filthy game to push her to the edge of ecstasy.
The lounge reeks of their signature perfumes, mixed with the salty tang of sweat from their recent rehearsal, carrying a faint, intoxicating whiff of feminine allure. I pull a small, potent aphrodisiac pill from my pocket—custom-made for them, designed to set every nerve on fire and leave their pussies dripping like a flood. I grip Nayeon’s chin, forcing her to part those luscious red lips, revealing her pearly teeth and soft pink tongue, then shove the pill into her mouth. “Swallow it, Nayeon, you dirty little slut,” I growl. “Tonight, I want you writhing on that stage, letting the whole world see how I’ve fucked you senseless.” Her eyes flicker with a mix of shame and submission as her throat bobs, the pill sliding down. The drug hits fast—her cheeks flush a deep pink, her breathing quickens, and her chest heaves, the swimsuit straining over her trembling breasts, nipples hardening into tight little peaks beneath the fabric.
She’s wearing a sleek, high-neck one-piece swimsuit, deep blue and hugging her curves like a second skin. The neckline climbs to her collarbone, hiding her cleavage, but the fabric clings just enough to outline her full, round tits without revealing too much. It’s thin and tight, moving with her every step, adding a forbidden edge to her look. Before she heads out, I undo my belt slowly, fingers brushing the zipper, and before I can even pull it down, Nayeon drops to her knees like she’s been compelled by some primal urge. Her eyes burn with obedience and hunger, her lips parting to release a warm, sweet breath laced with that feminine scent. Without a word, her trembling hands yank down my boxers, and my cock springs free—rock-hard, like a heated steel rod, a few glistening drops of precum catching the light in a lewd shine. She moans, “Mmm… Master… so hard…” and takes the tip into her mouth, her tongue darting skillfully around the ridge, her warm mouth enveloping me in waves of tingling pleasure.
I lean down close, murmuring, “Nice one, Nayeon. You’re already serving Daddy’s cock—lick harder, let me hear that throat work.” Her head bobs slowly, lips sealed tight around me, a wet “gluck gluck” gurgling from her throat as saliva drips down my shaft, pooling on my balls with a sticky heat that makes me growl. One hand grips my base, thumb pressing into the throbbing vein, while the other massages my sack, her nails grazing the sensitive skin just enough to send a shiver through me. She looks up, eyes glazed with lust, spit dangling from her chin, and moans, “Mmm… ahh… Daddy… your cock’s so hot… I want to drain it dry…” Her tongue swirls around the head, dipping into the slit, sucking with a wet “slurp” that tightens her throat around me like a snug little pussy. I grab her hair, guiding the rhythm, thrusting into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She chokes out a muffled moan, tears and drool streaking her face, adding to the filthy beauty of it all. Her lips stretch wide, saliva spilling over her chin, soaking the edge of her swimsuit, her tits quivering beneath, nipples poking through the fabric like eager beacons. I order, “Open wider, Nayeon, take all my cum down your throat—don’t waste a drop!” With a final grunt, I erupt, hot streams flooding her mouth. She swallows hard, some spilling past her lips, dripping down her neck and staining her suit, the musky scent of my release filling the air. She licks up the remnants, panting, her gaze now dripping with submission and need.
I don’t give her a moment to catch her breath. From another pocket, I pull out a pink vibrator, smooth with tiny nubs designed to tease her most sensitive spots. I set it to low, the soft buzz humming to life, then tug down her denim shorts, revealing her damp panties. Her pussy’s outline shows through the thin fabric, lips swollen and glistening, a faint musky aroma wafting up like a siren’s call. I slide the toy into her panties, nestling it against her clit and between her folds, pressing until it’s snug in her slit. The vibration hums against her, and she jolts, letting out a stifled moan, “Mmm… Master… it’s… ahh… too much…” Her thighs clench instinctively, trying to dull the electric jolts, but the aphrodisiac has her pussy pulsing, juices trickling down her inner thighs, soaking her panties, the wet patch spreading with a potent sex scent.
I smirk, leaning to whisper in her ear, my tongue flicking her lobe with hot, wicked intent. “Hold it in, my filthy Nayeon. On that stage, I want the world to see you lose it to me.” I crank the remote to medium, and the toy’s buzz intensifies. Her legs buckle, nearly dropping her to the floor, her face flushing crimson, tits shaking under the suit, nipples jutting out harder. She bites her lip, struggling to stand, nodding with eyes full of surrender and desire, completely under my control. A staff member knocks, urging her on, and she stumbles toward the stage while I follow to the VIP area, remote in hand, ready to ramp up the torment and savor her debauched performance.
The stage lights wrap around Nayeon like lustful tendrils, her high-neck swimsuit clinging tighter as water cascades over her, tracing her curves. The deep blue fabric outlines her perfect shape, breasts rising without showing cleavage, adding a mysterious allure. The water drenches her, turning the suit semi-transparent, her nipples and the faint pink of her areolas peeking through under the harsh lights. Her shorts barely cover her plump ass, rips exposing the tender flesh of her upper thighs, the wet panty line clinging to her cheeks, hinting at the crease below and a shadow of pubic hair. Her juices and sweat mix, streaming down her legs, soaking the shorts, some dripping onto the stage with a lewd shimmer.
But her performance isn’t smooth. The aphrodisiac sets her body ablaze with uncontrollable need, her pussy feeling licked by invisible flames, each vibrator pulse striking her clit and deep inside like a live wire, nearly toppling her. She starts with steady dance moves, hips swaying, ass rolling, but when I switch the remote to medium, her legs tremble, juices leaking uncontrollably, staining her shorts with a dark patch. She bites her lip to stifle moans, face red, eyes hazy, like she’s drowning in pleasure. I’m not done—I toy with the settings, flipping between low, high, and medium, tormenting her sweet spots. When it spikes, she freezes, tits quaking, almost collapsing, whimpering, “Mmm… ahh… Master… help me…” The crowd thinks it’s part of the act, cheering louder, but I know she’s teetering on the edge, her pussy clenching, juices pooling on the stage, reeking of raw sex. I crank it to max—her legs give out, she nearly falls, clinging to the beat, a moan slipping out, “Daddy… I… ahh… can’t take it…” Her red hair tangles with sweat and water, tongue licking her lips, eyes begging me yet dripping with seduction. As she nears climax, her pussy spasms hard, a gush of fluid soaking her thighs, legs shaking uncontrollably—then I kill the vibe. She freezes, a flash of frustration and unfulfilled lust crossing her face, her hole still twitching, juices dribbling down as she bites her lip, pleading with her eyes for more.
After the show, the lights dim, and Nayeon staggers offstage, legs wobbling like jelly, her panties and shorts drenched, inner thighs slick with sticky fluid, droplets of cum hanging from the shorts’ edge, splashing the floor with each step. She bolts into the lounge, locks the door, and pounces on me like a horny beast, shoving me onto the couch. Her body presses against mine, tits mashed to my chest, hard nipples scraping through the suit, sending shocks through me. She gasps, voice hoarse and lewd, “Daddy… mmm… ahh… I can’t stand it… ha… the drug… the toy… it’s killing me… mmm… please… ahh… fuck my slutty hole with your big cock… ha… Master… give me your cum… ahh… I want to cum over and over…”
I seize her waist, pulling her close with a wicked grin. “Looks like my little slut’s desperate. Get on all fours—I’m going to break that pussy completely!” Her hands tear at my shirt, buttons popping, fingers raking my chest with hot trails before diving to my waist, ripping open my belt and yanking down my jeans and boxers. My cock’s steel-hard, precum oozing, the thick vein pulsing, tip purple and radiating heat. Her eyes gleam like a cat’s, moaning, “Mmm… ahh… so big… ha… so hard… mmm… Master… I want to lick your cock raw… ahh… let me taste your manly flavor…” She kneels, hands wrapping my base, thumb rubbing the slit, making me growl as precum drips onto her palm. She licks it off, purring, “Mmm… so salty… so thick…”
I loom over her, commanding, “Stop staring, Nayeon—open that mouth and treat my cock like your dinner!” She lowers her head, lips sliding over the tip, tongue flicking the ridge, her warm mouth engulfing me with tingling waves. Her head moves up and down, a wet “gluck gluck” from her throat as spit runs down my shaft, dripping on my balls, the sticky heat making me shudder. One hand kneads my sack, nails grazing, the other strokes my base, thumb pressing the vein, speeding up as she moans, “Mmm… ha… Master… your cock’s so hot… I want to please you… ahh…” Her tongue circles the head, dipping into the slit, sucking with a “slurp” that tightens her throat around me like a pussy. Her lips stretch, saliva spilling down her chin, soaking her suit’s edge, tits jiggling, nipples straining the fabric. I grip her hair, growling, “Suck harder, Nayeon—make me feel your throat worshipping me!” She goes wild, tongue swirling the tip, throat sucking with force that nearly undoes me, spit dripping to soak my pants, the air thick with sex.
Her hands get bolder—one kneads my balls, the other digs nails into my ass, mixing pain with pleasure. She looks up, eyes lost, lips red and stretched, moaning, “Mmm… ha… Daddy… your cock’s so hard… ahh… I want to swallow it…” She takes me deep, throat clenching tight, a wet “slosh slosh” as her tongue laps my base, teasing my balls, then back to the tip, hitting every sensitive spot. I roar, “Perfect, Nayeon—keep deep-throating, I’m going to flood your stomach!” With a final grunt, I cum, hot jets pouring into her throat. She swallows, some leaking out, dripping down her neck, staining her suit, the musky scent overwhelming. She licks up the rest, panting, eyes burning with submission.
She pulls off, cum dangling from her lips, licking them clean, gasping, “Mmm… ha… not done… ahh… Daddy… fuck me… mmm… ram that big cock into my slutty hole… make me cum till I die…” I stand, grabbing her arm with a devilish smirk. “Then Daddy’s turning your pussy into my personal fuck-pit—get ready to scream!” I tug her shorts and panties to her thighs, exposing her soaked cunt—lips swollen, juices running down her legs, pattering the floor. Her clit’s puffed like a grape, glistening, her hole gaping slightly, pink flesh peeking out, reeking of ripe sex. She moans, “Mmm… ha… so wet… ahh… Master… please… mmm… wreck me… ha… fill my slutty hole… make me squirt…” She straddles me, hands on my shoulders, knees on the couch, ass lifted, easing onto my cock with a cry, “Ahh… mmm… so big… ha… it’s in… ahh… hitting my womb… mmm… so hard… ha… Daddy… fuck me to death…”
I growl, “Clamp that pussy, Nayeon—let me feel your walls sucking my cock!” Her insides grip me like a tight fist, hot as a furnace, folds wrapping my head like tiny mouths, each thrust shaking her depths, juices dripping down my base to the couch with a wet “squish.” Her walls are slick and scorching, ridges rubbing my shaft, her womb’s entrance sucking the tip, sending jolts of pleasure. She starts riding, each drop taking me fully, ass slapping my thighs with “smack smack” sounds, her moans mixing in, “Mmm… ahh… so deep… ha… Master… fuck me… mmm… ahh… so good… ha… your cock’s amazing…” Her hips roll like waves, swaying front to back, circling, each tilt grinding her depths against me, fluids spilling from our join, soaking the couch, the air heavy with sex. Her pussy clenches like a hungry mouth, folds massaging me, juices trickling down, hitting my legs with a strong musk.
I slide a hand over her swimsuit, saying, “Your tits are begging for it, Nayeon—I’m going to ruin them!” Though the cleavage’s hidden, I feel them quake under the fabric, grabbing the swell, squeezing hard, thumb rubbing her nipple till it juts out. She screams, “Ahh… mmm… hurts… ha… so good… ahh… Daddy… crush my nipples… mmm… ahh… Master… harder…” My other hand smacks her ass, leaving a red print, the flesh jiggling as she wails louder, “Mmm… ahh… harder… ha… Master… fuck me… ahh… so deep… mmm… ha… spank me again… ahh… make my ass red…” Her walls clamp, nearly making me burst, fluids gushing out, dripping with a lewd sound, her scent thick like she’s lost control. Her ass trembles under my thrusts, the shorts’ edge chafing her thighs, adding a taboo thrill. I slip fingers under her suit, pinching her nipple, twisting till it reddens, saying, “Your nips are rock-hard, Nayeon—Daddy’s turning them into toys!” She shrieks, writhing, her pussy tightening to swallow me whole.
She leans down, lips on mine, tongue invading as she moans into the kiss, “Mmm… ha… ahh… so good… mmm… Master… kiss me… ha… fuck my mouth with your tongue…” I reply, “Open wide, Nayeon—let my tongue drive you wild!” Her tongue dances in my mouth, sucking my tip, spit drooling down her chin, soaking her suit, the slick feel fueling my fire. Her tits press my chest, nipples like stones, sending shocks. She rides faster, breasts bouncing wildly, cries endless, “Ahh… mmm… so fast… ha… Daddy… you’re killing me… ahh… mmm… hitting my womb… ha… Master… deeper…” Her walls convulse, folds grinding me, her womb sucking hard, pleasure overwhelming. She climaxes with a scream, “Ahh… mmm… I’m cumming… ha… ahh… so good… mmm… my pussy’s splitting… ahh… Daddy… cum inside…” I roar, “Take it, Nayeon—Daddy’s filling your womb!” Her walls milk me dry as I shoot, hot floods pouring in, her moan, “Mmm… ha… so hot… ahh… so full… mmm… Master… in my womb… ha… fill me…” Cum and juices spill out, dripping down my balls, the sticky mess on my thighs reeking of sex.
She’s insatiable, kneeling on the couch, ass high, hands on the backrest, glancing back with sultry eyes, panting, “Mmm… ha… again… ahh… Master… fuck me from behind… mmm… ram me hard… make me scream…” I stand, slapping her cheek, saying, “Alright, Nayeon, Daddy’s pounding you into a puddle from the back—brace yourself!” I eye her gaping hole, lips raw, clit swollen, cum leaking, the entrance still pulsing for me. I shift her shorts further, exposing her ass and pussy, leaving the suit and shorts around her thighs, and thrust in deep. She shrieks, “Ahh… mmm… so deep… ha… it’s in… ahh… hitting my womb… mmm… so hard… ha… Daddy… fuck me to death…” Her legs quake, juices streaming down, pattering the couch, the musk hitting hard like proof of her total ruin.
We’ve been at it since dusk, the lounge now a haze of her moans and the slap of flesh, lights fading from warm dusk to murky night. I grip her waist, pounding relentlessly, each thrust bottoming out, her ass quivering with “smack smack” echoes, the flesh blooming red under my hands. I say, “Wiggle that ass, Nayeon—make it better for me!” Her cries flow, “Mmm… ahh… so thick… ha… hitting my womb… ahh… harder… mmm… Master… fuck me… ha… ahh… so deep… mmm…” Her walls are tight, burning, my earlier load squelching with each pump, her broken moans, “Ahh… mmm… so good… ha… deeper… ahh… Daddy… wreck my pussy… mmm… ha… ahh…” I smack her ass again, a red handprint forming, flesh jiggling as I growl, “Louder, Nayeon—let those screams shake the walls!” She turns, eyes dazed, lips bitten red, gasping, “Mmm… ahh… Master… fuck me… ha… harder… ahh… I need… mmm… destroy me… ahh… so deep… ha… Daddy… more…”
Her words ignite me further. I yank her hair back, arching her spine, tits flailing under the suit like ripe fruit. I reach around, squeezing the swell, pinching her nipple hard, feeling it stiffen through the fabric as she wails, “Ahh… mmm… hurts… ha… so good… ahh… Daddy… crush my tits… mmm… Master… fuck me… ha… ahh… amazing… mmm…” I say, “Your tits are bouncing like crazy, Nayeon—I’m squeezing till they beg!” Her walls clench, sucking me in. I speed up, each thrust shoving her forward, ass reddening, her screams peaking, “Ahh… mmm… cumming… ha… Master… you’re killing me… ahh… so good… mmm… cumming… ahh… ha… ahh… Daddy… cum in me…” Her voice cracks between sobs and pleas, walls gripping me tight. I shoot again, flooding her womb, her climaxing shriek, “Ahh… mmm… you came… ha… so hot… ahh… so full… mmm… Master… cumming… ahh… ha… ahh… Daddy… fill me…” Her pussy drains me dry, cum and juices gushing out, splattering my thighs, the couch a mess of sex.
She’s still hungry, turning to face me, bottom bare but suit and shorts tangled at her thighs, body marked with my scratches and bruises, tits bearing my fingerprints, thighs coated in cum and fluids, her pussy swollen and leaking, drops hitting the couch with wet plops. She licks her lips, moaning, “Mmm… ha… not done yet… ahh… Master… mmm… I want more… ha… again… ahh… Daddy… fuck me one more time…” I grin, “You greedy little slut, Nayeon—Daddy’s fucking you till your legs give out tonight!” Her voice is a spell I can’t resist, my cock hardening again, tip slick with her juices and my cum, the sticky feel keeping me on edge.
She pushes me down, straddling me for another round, her hole red and puffy but still tight, burning hot, walls enveloping me as she rides, tits bouncing wildly under the suit, moans nonstop, “Ahh… mmm… so hard… ha… Daddy… fuck me… ahh… I need… mmm… cumming… ahh… ha… Master… deeper…” I say, “Roll those hips, Nayeon—let me go deeper!” Her waist undulates like a snake, each drop slamming me to her womb, “smack smack” ringing out, juices flooding the couch. Her walls are a searing cave, folds grinding me, pleasure surging. Her pussy sucks like a mouth, folds massaging, fluids dripping down, hitting my legs with a strong musk. She leans in, tits on my chest, nipples like rocks, moaning, “Mmm… ha… Master… so deep… ahh… you’re breaking me…” I retort, “Break then, Nayeon—your pussy’s my private fuck-hole, keep going!” I grab her tits, twisting the nipples, her scream, “Ahh… mmm… crush my tits… ha… so good… ahh… Master… harder…” Her walls clamp, I cum again, flooding her womb, her cry, “Ahh… cumming… ha… so hot… mmm… Daddy… fill me… ahh… Master… make me squirt…” A gush soaks me and the couch, the air thick with sex.
We plunge deeper into endless fucking, Nayeon’s pussy a ravenous beast, clenching my cock, the wet slaps and squelches echoing. She rides me through climax after climax, tits flopping, nipples like stones, dripping sweat and cum. Her walls are a blazing tunnel, folds ravaging my shaft, womb sucking the tip, pleasure unmatched. She moans, “Mmm… ha… Master… I love your cock… ahh… Daddy… more… make me your slave…” I say, “You’re already my slave, Nayeon—I’m fucking you till you beg!” I slap her ass, leaving red marks, pinching her nipples, her scream and squirt drenching me, fluids pooling, the musk overwhelming.
She collapses on me, gasping, eyes glazed, licking my ear, “Mmm… ha… Daddy… more… ahh… Master… fuck me forever…” I murmur, “Hold on, Nayeon—my mansion’s got worse in store, get up!” I flip her onto the couch, lifting her legs, shifting her shorts, ramming into her pussy. She shrieks, “Ahh… mmm… so deep… ha… Master… wreck me…” I pound hard, hitting her womb, the “slosh slosh” of cum and juices loud, her orgasms chaining, tits quaking, nipples red from my grip. She moans, “Mmm… ahh… Daddy… I’m cumming… ha… Master… cum again…” I growl, “Another load, Nayeon—your womb’s taking all my seed!” I erupt, filling her, overflow spilling out, soaking the couch.
We decide to head to my mansion for more. The sex stretches from dusk to night, the lounge a fog of lust, her moans and my grunts a dirty symphony. As we dress, her suit and shorts cling with sweat and fluids, her eyes longing. We reach my sleek car parked backstage—I slide into the driver’s seat, start the engine, and Nayeon kneels beside me, lips wrapping my cock again. I grip the wheel, focusing on the road, saying, “Nice, Nayeon—suck while I drive, don’t make me crash into a pole, got it?” The dim interior lights her face, eyes locked on my shaft, tongue teasing the tip with a “slurp,” her warm mouth sending shivers.
I navigate the night streets, skyscrapers reflecting off the glass, contrasting the car’s lewd vibe. I say, “Put some effort in, Nayeon—stick that tongue in, serve my cock right!” Her head bobs, lips tight, a “gluck gluck” from her throat as spit drips down my base, pooling on the seat, the scent thick. One hand grips me, thumb on the vein, the other massages my balls, nails grazing, making me growl. I add, “Don’t stop, Nayeon—make your mouth as tight as your pussy!” She looks up, eyes hazy, spit on her chin, moaning, “Mmm… ha… Master… so hard… ahh… I’ll suck you to the mansion…” Her tongue circles the head, dipping into the slit, sucking with a “slurp,” throat clenching like a pussy.
I steer around traffic, growling, “Faster, Nayeon—let me feel your throat take me!” Her skills sharpen, tongue swirling, throat sucking with force that tests my focus. The car fills with her moans and wet sounds, the air heavy with sex. She speeds up, head pumping, cock sliding in and out with “pat pat” taps, spit dripping to soak my pants. Her hands get daring—one kneads my balls, the other claws my ass, mixing pain and pleasure. I say, “Great job, Nayeon—keep going, I’m cumming down your throat!” She looks up, lips red and stretched, moaning, “Mmm… ha… Daddy… so hard… ahh… I’ll swallow…” She takes me deep, throat tight, a “slosh slosh” as her tongue laps my base, teasing my balls, then back to the tip.
I drive, gripping her hair, “Swallow it, Nayeon—let my cum flood your throat!” I thrust deep, she chokes, tears streaming, sucking harder. The car rolls steady, my focus split between road and pleasure, saying, “Your mouth’s a vacuum, Nayeon—tighter than your cunt!” I cum hard, jets pouring into her, she swallows, some leaking, dripping onto her suit, nipples glistening under the light. I order, “Lick it clean, Nayeon—not a drop left!” She obeys, panting, eyes submissive, moaning, “Mmm… ha… Master… so hot… ahh… I want more…” The car slowly heads to the mansion, we both know it's going to be another sleepless night.
You hold your girlfriend Mina's hand and return to Nishinomiya's home with her and her teammate Dahyun.
As soon as she entered the door, Mina's mother greet her warmly: "Welcome back! Thank you for your hard work."
"Hello, aunt. we are back to visit you and uncle." You say politely.
Dahyun also greets him: "Hi auntie, hello uncle!"
"Come on, come on, come in and have a rest." Mina's mother enthusiastically led you into the living room and serves you tea.
Dahyun and you sat on the sofa while Mina goes to the kitchen to help prepare meals. After a while, Mina's father also comes back from outside.
"Oh, my good daughter is finally back! And this lovely guest, please sit down for a while while I wash my hands and we can start dinner."
"Stop working so hard. Let's sit down and have a rest together." Mina's mother advises.
As you chat, the topic change from work to their idol life, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After a while, Mina's parents bring all kinds of carefully prepared dishes to the table one by one. The aroma is overflowing, the color and fragrance are all perfect, and you are all salivating after seeing it.
"Okay, let's get started!" Mina's mother says happily.
you started eating delicious food, chatting, and joking while eating. Dahyun came alone, but she was very excited to reunite with Mina's family.
After lunch, you decided to go out for a walk in the park to rest.
After arriving at the park, you took a walk on the path under the shade of the trees. The breeze blows on your face, the birds sing, and the flowers smell, making you feel relaxed.
Mina, hold your hand and whispers: "It's great to be with you."
You look at her affectionately and hold her hand tightly: "I will always love you, Mina."
Dahyun smiles mischievously and joined our conversation from time to time. The three of you spent the afternoon happily talking to each other.
You tried to have sex with Mina, but she was still a little reserved at her parents' house.
'No, mommy is just next door. We will do it when we go back to Seoul, Ok?' Mina hugs you tightly, trying to comfort you.
You didn't force her, you just hug her gently and then fall asleep.
Later that night, you get up and go to the bathroom. When passing by the guest room, you vaguely hear some strange noises inside. Out of curiosity, I quietly walk to the door. The door was not completely closed, leaving a small crack exposed. I took a closer look and was surprised to find——
In the guest room, Dahyun was naked and kneeling on the bed. Mina's father stood by the bed, inserting his thick penis into her little mouth; while Mina's brother stood at the end of the bed, inserting Dahyun's vagina from behind. Dahyun's body shook under the impact of the two men, and he let out intermittent moans.
"Little Dahyun, your little mouth is so great, it makes Daddy feel so comfortable." Mina's father gasped, holding down Dahyun's head and thrusting hard. "Baby, relax and let daddy's big cock enter your deepest part."
"Hmm...ah...slow down...it's too deep..." Dahyun tried to open his mouth wide, trying to accommodate the man's huge penis.
At the same time, Mina's brother was also working hard behind Dahyun, hitting Huaxin hard every time. "Dubu, you are so good at clamping here, you are going to clamp off your brother's cock!" He pumped hard while squeezing Dahyun's elastic buttocks.
"Ugh...I don't want it anymore...I really can't do it anymore..." Dahyun was forced to tears by the double stimulation before and after, but his body honestly secreted a large amount of love juice.
Seeing this scene, I also got hard and couldn't help but put my hand into my pants and started masturbating. The way the three of them interacted together was very exciting, and Dahyun's gasping voice also made me even more excited.
"Little Dahyun, call me daddy and I will reward you." Mina's father ordered. "Come on, how many times can you call me husband?"
"Husband... um... slow down, hubby..." Dahyun did as she was told. When I heard her calling her husband, I felt jealous.
"You're so naughty, little dubu. Then you have to serve your husband well." Mina's father grabbed Dahyun's hair and thrust into her mouth harder. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"
"Hmm...ahem..." Dahyun choked on the sudden flow of semen, but still swallowed most of the liquid obediently.
"Awesome, little Dahyu. Take your husband's things." Mina's father patted Daxian's cheek with satisfaction, "Now it's my turn!"
"It's my turn to fuck you, little slut!" Mina's brother turned Dahyun over, who was still in the afterglow of orgasm, raised her legs on her shoulders, and once again penetrated her wet pussy. . "Uh...it feels so good...Dahyun, there's so much water inside you..."
"Ah...oppa...slow down..." Dahyun was unable to resist and could only endure another sprint.
I couldn't stand it any longer, so I opened the door and walked in: "Dahyun, what are you doing? How can you go behind your boyfriend's back and fuck with other men?"
The three of them were startled. Mina's father and brother quickly pulled up their pants, feeling embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, I seduced them first." Daxian explained with a blushing face.
"Forget it, since you are also my girlfriend now, let's continue." I said pretending to be generous.
"Huh? But..."
"No buts, you are mine tonight." I couldn't help but take Dahyun's hand and put it on my crotch. "Touch and see, your boyfriend is already hard."
Dahyun shyly caressed my lower body and soon made me excited.
"In that case, then come and taste a real big cock." Mina's father puffed out his chest and walked towards Dahyun. "Lie down, I'm going to fuck you from behind."
"Yes, daddy." Dahyun lay obediently on the bed, with his round butt raised high.
Mina's father held the thick penis that was erect again and slowly inserted it into Dahyun's moist vagina. "Fuck, it's getting bigger again, little Dahyun. Your little mouth is so powerful."
"Hmm...it's so big...slow down..." Dahyun felt the feeling of being filled again behind him and couldn't help twisting his waist.
At this moment, Mina's brother suddenly climbed up on the bed and put the meat blade that was ready to go against Dahyun's mouth. "Dubu ah, the other side can't be left out in the cold, right?"
Dahyun opened her small mouth obediently and took Mina's brother's huge penis into her mouth. "Uh... um..." She struggled to swallow, her cheeks bulging and fluid flowing down the corners of her mouth.
"Yeah babe, use your little tongue to serve me well." Brother Mina held down Dahyun's head and began to thrust into her mouth. "Fuck fuck, I'm going to die in your mouth!"
"Uh...uh huh..." Dahyun's little mouth was filled to the brim and he could only whimper.
"Okay, okay, let's change positions." Mina's father pulled out his penis, turned Dahyun over, and let her lie on her back on the bed. "This is like a good girl."
Mina's father raised Dahyun's legs and inserted into her soft pussy again. "Wow, you're already wet down there, have you been waiting for us?"
"Um...ha...because you guys are so big...I can't stand it..." Dahyun admitted.
"I see, then we must satisfy you." Mina's brother lowered his body, pulled out his penis from Dahyun's mouth, quickly stroked a few times, and then cummed directly on her face.
Dahyun was surrounded by three of you and fell into a lewd situation.
Mina's father held the thick and long penis, slowly inserted it into Dahyun's pink pussy, and began to thrust vigorously. "Mmm... Daddy's big cock is coming in... It feels so good..." Dahyun moaned softly.
Mina's brother inserted his cock covered in precum into Dahyun's little mouth, held her head with one hand, and began to move in and out of her mouth. "Fuck, Dahyun's little mouth is good at sucking...a little harder..."
I crawled to the head of the bed, inserted my fingers into Dahyun's anus, and circled around the tight entrance. "Relax, I'm going in." Before Dahyun could react, I slowly inserted my hard penis into her. "Hmm...the ass...is so swollen..." Dahyun felt a little uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, you will get used to it soon." I said as I started to thrust slowly. With all three holes filled, Dahyun was quickly immersed in pleasure. "Hmm...ah...slow down a little...I can't bear it..."
"Don't worry, we have all night." Mina's father increased his speed, pushing to the deepest point with every thrust. "Dahyun, tell daddy, whose big cock do you like best?"
"Well...I like them all...but I like Y/N the most..." Dahyun replied with a blushing face.
At the same time, I also found the rhythm and rubbed Dahyun's sensitive points accurately every time. "Relax, we need to be comfortable together."
Mina's father put Dahyun's legs on his shoulders and continued to forcefully move his lower body in and out, brushing against the sensitive G-spot every time.
"Little Dahyun, tell daddy, do you want daddy's semen?" Mina's father gasped and asked.
"I want...I want daddy's semen..." Dahyun replied with blurred eyes, and streams of honey secreted from the depths of her heart.
"Good girl, then daddy will give it all to you." After saying that, Mina's father slammed into the deepest part of Dahyun, and all the hot essence spurted out, straight into the cervix.
"Ah... it's so hot... there's so much daddy's semen..." Dahyun felt the heat pouring into his body, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds.
At the same time, Mina's brother also increased his speed, hitting Dahyun's throat harder and harder.
"Dahyun, tell Oppa, who do you belong to?"
"I...I belong to Oppa...please use me as much as you like..." Dahyun was completely addicted to lust.
"Very good, then I'll give it all to you!" Mina's brother growled and poured all the hot liquid into Dahyun's mouth.
I felt the contractions in Dahyun's vagina becoming more and more frequent, and I knew that she was almost reaching her limit. So I speeded up, hitting the sensitive points hard every time.
Under our attack, Dahyun quickly reached the peak, a large wave of nectar surged out from the depths of her heart, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.
"No...no more...I can't bear it anymore..." Dahyun screamed and begged for mercy.
"Hold on a little longer, let's do it together!" I shouted, and after dozens of rapid thrusts, I finally released all the hot love juice into Dahyun's body.
The three men all fell beside Dahyun if they were exhausted, but Dahyun was too tired to move, and allowed the white turbidity to flow out of her three small holes.
A/N: So its going to be a new series/collection of one shots about Twice and their investor, aka me. The first chapter is the Misamo at Tokyo Dome, enjoy!
In the private box at Tokyo Dome, sunlight streams through the massive dome, casting a glow that highlights the stunning, heart-stirring figures of Misamo. As TWICE's financial backer, I have long claimed all nine of them as my forbidden possessions, each one my slave. Tonight, I invited Mina, Sana, and Momo to serve as the opening pitch guests for the Major League Baseball friendly game in Japan. Dressed in white tops emblazoned with "Dodgers" and paired with tight blue jeans, their youthful and sensual allure is deadly, every inch of their skin whispering endless submission and devotion. Mina stands on the left, number 37, her long black hair cascading like silk to her shoulders, her snow-white skin as delicate as cream, her tall and slender frame boasting endless legs and a waist as flexible as a willow swaying in the breeze, exuding an elegant yet irresistible sensuality. In the middle is Sana, number 12, her brown wavy hair flowing like waves, her gentle aura laced with intense temptation, her eyes seemingly speaking, carrying a soul-stealing smile like a seductive abyss that draws one in. To the right is Momo, number 64, her black short hair sleek and sharp, her curves exquisite, her round and perky buttocks radiating mature wildness, every move dripping with allure, her full chest faintly visible under the short top, like forbidden fruit begging to be tasted. As the three stand by the field, the audience erupts in thunderous gasps of admiration, camera flashes flickering incessantly, yet unable to conceal the silent submission they harbor deep within toward my control, adding a layer of forbidden temptation.
As their master, I have long struck a deal with their management company, their bodies and souls belonging to me, a secret transaction that infuses every glance and gesture with a shiver-inducing devotion. While the audience in Tokyo Dome remains immersed in the game's aftermath, a familiar orgiastic feast unfolds quietly between us in the box, the air thick with a potent sensual aroma. The door is locked, shutting out the outside world's clamor, and I approach the three slowly, a satisfied smile curling my lips, my eyes gleaming with limitless dominion over their flesh, my pants bulging with a hard, rigid protrusion, exuding a primal masculine scent like a beast poised to devour its prey.
"My three little sluts, it's time to serve your master well tonight," I growl, my voice hoarse and authoritative, laced with an insatiable hunger for them, every word carrying an invisible command. My gaze roams freely over their bodies, savoring the treasures that are already mine, lingering on their chests, buttocks, and long legs, my smile deepening as if anticipating the wild revelry to come.
Mina steps forward first, her movements tinged with familiar obedience, biting her lower lip as her trembling hands slowly unbutton her top, revealing a black semi-transparent silk bra. Her cleavage is deep and mesmerizing, her two plump, white breasts straining against the fabric, so tempting they make one's blood race, as if beckoning my touch. Her fingers trace the bra's edge, unclasping it slowly, and her breasts spring free, nipples pink and erect, surrounded by a faint rosy halo that glows enticingly under the dim light, like ripe cherries waiting to be plucked, their flesh quivering slightly with each breath, exuding an alluring fragrance. Sana and Momo exchange a glance before beginning to shed their clothes as well, their naked bodies appearing utterly lascivious under the dim glow, like three perfect statues radiating deadly temptation. Mina's tall figure stands like a jade pillar, her waist slender, her abdomen flat without a trace of fat, the skin around her navel smooth as silk, glistening with seductive sheen; Sana's soft curves emit a warm allure, her skin so pale it’s nearly translucent, her private area faintly revealing a hint of pink, her sparse, neatly trimmed pubic hair like a meticulously groomed garden of temptation; Momo’s voluptuous form carries a hint of wantonness, her round buttocks perky, her full breasts trembling slightly in the air, exuding a strong sensual aura, the curves of her flesh casting seductive shadows under the light, utterly captivating.
I grin wickedly and yank Mina into my arms, roughly tearing off her already unclasped bra, my hands seizing her breasts with force, nails digging into the tender flesh. I pinch her nipple hard, eliciting a sharp cry from her, the sound laced with enticing shudders. Her breasts deform under my grip, nipples hardening like small pebbles, their areolas turning red from the pinching, a mix of pain and pleasure making her body tremble involuntarily, her juices overflowing uncontrollably between her legs, trickling down her inner thighs to leave a small puddle on the carpet, emitting a pungent sweet scent like a seductive signal. I lower my head, taking her left nipple into my mouth, biting down hard, my tongue swirling rapidly around it, producing a "slurp slurp" sound as saliva drips from the corner of my mouth onto her breasts, soaking them in a wet sheen, her nipple growing even harder, the areola flushing with a fine red rash, sending waves of tingling pleasure coursing through her like electricity. "Oh… Master… it stings… more…" Mina’s voice quivers, blending pain and ecstasy, her long black hair scattered over her shoulders, her snowy skin damp with sweat, exuding an enticing aroma like a flower ravaged by me, radiating forbidden allure. Her hands instinctively clutch my shoulders, nails digging into my flesh, leaving faint red marks, her eyes flickering with shame and submission, her chest heaving with rapid breaths, the elasticity of her breasts yielding under my palms, temptation inescapable.
My other hand reaches for Sana, pulling her roughly toward me, my mouth enveloping her right nipple, teeth tugging at the areola with force. Sana lets out a soft, "Oh… Master… it’s intense…" her voice so seductive it sets the blood racing, her brown wavy hair trembling with her body, exuding captivating motion. Her nipple turns red from sucking, the areola swelling like a ripe cherry, glistening with allure like a tempting fruit. My tongue flicks rapidly over her nipple, alternating between gentle bites and forceful sucks, producing "tsk tsk" sounds, her nipple stiffening under the stimulation, the areola flushing with a fine red rash, sending waves of tingling pleasure that make her body writhe involuntarily. Her hands instinctively wrap around my head, fingers threading into my hair, nails lightly scratching my scalp, moans spilling from her throat with a trembling seduction, like an enticing melody. Her juices squirt from her core, dripping onto the floor, trailing down her inner thighs, filling the box with a thick, sweet scent that amplifies the air’s seductive aura. Her legs quiver slightly, her labia parting to reveal pink inner flesh, her fluids dripping down her thighs onto the carpet with a "drip drip" sound, exuding a potent aroma like a sensual invitation.
Meanwhile, Momo takes the initiative to kneel, her knees sinking into the carpet, her trembling hands undoing my pants. As they slide down, a thick, rigid cock springs forth, nine inches long, veins bulging, the purple-red tip glistening with a bead of precum, exuding a strong musky scent like a powerful weapon aimed directly at Momo’s face, radiating primal temptation. Momo’s eyes are filled with submission and longing, her small mouth parting slightly as she licks the tip’s slit with her tongue, tasting the salty fluid, its intensity making her throat constrict yet igniting a strange excitement that deepens her hazy gaze. Her tongue dances around the head, teasing the slit, tracing the ridge, producing "slurp slurp" sounds as if savoring a precious candy, her movements brimming with seductive finesse. She slowly takes the entire head into her mouth, her lips sealing tightly around the shaft, bobbing up and down, her tongue agilely swirling inside, alternating between forceful sucks, light scrapes along the veins, and teasing the slit, stimulating every sensitive spot to the fullest, as if her lips and tongue are luring greater pleasure.
Momo’s oral skills are skilled and delicate, her black short hair swaying with her head’s motion, strands sticking to her cheeks damp with sweat, exuding extra allure as if each hair strand tempts the eye. Deep in her throat, "gurgle gurgle" swallowing sounds emerge as she tries to take the cock deeper, the head pressing into her throat, eliciting a choking sensation, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, trailing down her cheeks to drip onto her chest, mixing with her sweat to create a lascivious sheen like a seductive painting. Her hands aren’t idle—one grips the base, squeezing gently, the other massages my balls, fingertips caressing the folds, occasionally scraping lightly with her nails or cupping them tenderly, driving me to growl repeatedly, my voice hoarse with pleasure as if each touch ignites my desire. Her saliva overflows from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin to wet her chest, the smooth skin of her cleavage slick with spit, radiating a lascivious glow like a sensual canvas. Her lips, stretched red by the cock, continue their relentless sucking, her throat producing gagging sounds, yet she shows no sign of stopping, as if this cock is her sole devotion, temptation inescapable. Her tongue glides rapidly along the shaft, teasing the slit with light flicks, enveloping the head with her tongue’s surface for forceful sucks, producing "slurp slurp" sounds that make my cock swell further, veins pulsing as if ready to erupt, exuding deadly allure. Her throat reddens from the pressure, emitting "woo woo" sounds, tears and saliva mixing to drip onto the carpet, releasing a potent scent like a marker of sensual air.
"Good… you filthy slut! Keep licking!" I roar, my voice brimming with conquering delight, tinged with seductive dominance. My hands thrust into Mina and Sana’s hair, forcibly pressing their heads down, Momo’s oral frenzy intensifying, the wet heat of her lips and tongue sending shivers of ecstasy through my body, my cock swelling larger in her mouth, veins throbbing as if on the verge of explosion, radiating unmatched temptation. I look down at Momo’s mouth stretched around my cock, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes, my voice hoarse as I command, "Deeper! Swallow my whole cock!" The tone weaves temptation with authority.
Obeying, Momo takes a deep breath, forcing the cock deeper into her throat, the head pressing into her esophagus, unleashing an intense choking sensation, the pinnacle of temptation. Her throat stretches open, emitting "woo woo" sounds, tears falling to the carpet, yet she persists with relentless sucking, as if determined to drain my desire with her mouth, exuding deadly sensuality. Her hands grip my balls, kneading gently, fingertips teasing the folds, driving my growls, my voice hoarse with pleasure like a seductive rhythm. Her saliva drips from her mouth, trailing down the shaft to her chest, the smooth skin of her cleavage wet with spit, glowing lasciviously like a sensual artwork. Her lips, reddened from the stretch, continue their fervent sucking, her throat producing gagging sounds without pause, as if this cock is her only faith, temptation irresistible.
Suddenly, I shove Mina onto the sofa, the rough motion nearly toppling her. I tear off her jeans and panties with urgent, merciless force, revealing her pink, tender core, labia slightly parted, inner walls pink, her pubic hair soaked with juices, exuding a potent scent that ignites lust like a seductive invitation. Mina’s core glows enticingly under the light, her labia plump and pink, inner flesh quivering, fluids seeping out to trickle down her buttock cleft onto the sofa with a "drip drip" sound, releasing a thick aroma that pierces the heart with temptation. I align my cock with her entrance, thrusting the head in hard, forcing apart her tight vagina, the inner flesh stretching with a "squish" sound like splashing water, producing an alluring noise. Mina gasps sharply, "Oh… Master… it’s overwhelming…" Her vagina clenches around my cock, inner walls trembling, juices squirting out to flow down her buttock cleft onto the sofa, forming a sticky puddle exuding sensual air.
I begin thrusting violently, the cock moving in and out, the head scraping her G-spot, each thrust hitting her womb, delivering a tearing pleasure like the height of temptation. Mina’s breasts jiggle wildly with the motion, nipples hardening to a deep purple like ripe grapes, glistening with allure. Her legs are forcibly spread, ankles gripped in my hands, toes curling, arches tensing, sweat trailing down her calves to drip onto the sofa like sensual accents. Her core, stuffed full by my cock, inner flesh scraped by the head, sends waves of tingling pleasure coursing through her, her moans escalating in pitch. Her long black hair scatters across the sofa, snowy skin damp with sweat, exuding an enticing sheen, cheeks flushed, eyes flickering with dazed submission like a seductive scene. Her vaginal walls quiver with each thrust, juices flowing more freely, dripping down her buttock cleft onto the sofa with "smack smack smack" sounds, blending with the rhythm of my thrusts like a lascivious symphony, temptation inescapable. My cock moves in and out of her core, the head striking her womb with each thrust, unleashing intense pleasure, her vaginal walls clinging tightly, inner flesh trembling, juices squirting down her buttock cleft to form a sticky puddle on the sofa, exuding sensual air. Her hands instinctively grip the sofa’s edge, nails digging into the leather, leaving faint scratches, her cries growing more fervent.
Sana crawls behind me, shedding her jeans to reveal her drenched core, labia swollen and red, juices dripping onto the carpet with a "drip drip" sound, exuding a rich aroma like a tempting fragrance. She rises on her toes, pressing her core against my back, hands kneading my chest, nails digging into my flesh, leaving faint red marks exuding alluring traces. Her core is already soaked, labia parted to reveal pink inner flesh, juices trailing down her thighs to drip onto the carpet, releasing a potent sweet scent like a sensual invitation. Her legs tremble slightly, her core rubbing against my back, sending waves of tingling pleasure, moans spilling from her throat with a trembling seduction like an enticing melody. I turn my head to kiss Sana’s mouth, my tongue plunging into her oral cavity, swirling with hers, teeth nipping her lower lip, producing "tsk tsk" sounds as saliva drips from our mouths onto her chest, soaking her breasts in a wet sheen exuding allure. My other hand reaches for Momo, two fingers sliding into her core, thrusting rapidly, thumb pressing her clit, eliciting a soft, "Oh… Master… it’s too much…" Her juices squirt out, trailing down my fingers to mix with the carpet’s wet spots, exuding a potent scent that pierces the heart with temptation.
"You three… are all mine! I’ll take you one by one!" I laugh maniacally, my voice brimming with beastly frenzy, laced with wild seduction. I yank Momo over, positioning her beside Mina, lifting her round buttocks, and thrusting into her from behind. Momo’s core is tighter than Mina’s, her inner flesh stretched by my cock with "squish squish" sounds, the head striking her womb, unleashing intense pleasure like the height of temptation. Her moans intertwine with Mina’s, the box filled with the "smack smack smack" of flesh colliding and their lustful cries, exuding sensual rhythm. Her buttocks redden from the impact, the two plump cheeks quivering, producing alluring sounds as if narrating her submission, temptation irresistible. Her hands brace on the sofa, nails digging into the leather, leaving faint scratches. Her black short hair sways with the motion, sweat trailing down her spine to drip onto the sofa, mixing with her juices to exude a potent scent like a seductive scene. Her core, stuffed full by my cock, inner flesh scraped by the head, sends waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, her moans rising in intensity. Her cheeks flush, eyes flickering with dazed submission like a seductive abyss. Her vaginal walls quiver with each thrust, juices flowing more freely, dripping down her buttock cleft onto the sofa with "smack smack smack" sounds, blending with the rhythm of my thrusts like a lascivious symphony, temptation inescapable. My cock moves in and out of her core, the head striking her womb with each thrust, unleashing intense pleasure, her vaginal walls clinging tightly, inner flesh trembling, juices squirting down her buttock cleft to form a sticky puddle on the sofa, exuding sensual air. Her hands instinctively grip the sofa’s edge, nails digging into the leather, leaving faint scratches, her cries growing more fervent.
I alternate between the two, sweat dripping onto their backs, juices and semen mingling, the carpet now a wet mess exuding enticing air. Seeing this, Sana takes the initiative, crawling onto Mina’s face, spreading her legs to let Mina’s tongue explore her core. Sana’s core is pink and wet, labia parted to reveal pink inner flesh, juices dripping onto Mina’s face, exuding a potent sweet scent like a tempting fragrance. Mina’s tongue deftly licks her clit, alternating between forceful sucks and gentle bites, drawing continuous moans from Sana, "Oh… Mina… don’t stop… it’s building…" Her breasts jiggle, nipples hardening, vaginal walls contracting, juices squirting onto Mina’s face, trailing down her chin to drip onto the sofa, exuding sensual air. Sana’s hands grip Mina’s hair, nails digging into her scalp, the sting driving Mina to lick more fervently, her tongue thrusting rapidly into Sana’s core with "slurp slurp" sounds, as if sucking a juicy peach, temptation irresistible. Sana’s moans grow louder, "Ah… Mina… it’s intense…" Her legs instinctively clamp around Mina’s head, toes curling, arches tensing, sweat trailing down her calves to drip onto the sofa like sensual accents. Her vaginal walls quiver with Mina’s licking, juices flowing more freely, dripping down her buttock cleft onto the sofa with "smack smack smack" sounds, blending with Mina’s tongue movements like a lascivious symphony, the pinnacle of temptation.
After several minutes, I reach my limit. I flip Momo over, thrusting hard into her core, a few fierce pumps culminating in a roar as I release scalding semen inside her. Momo’s climax hits, her vaginal walls contracting, juices squirting down her legs onto the carpet with a "hiss" sound, exuding enticing air. Her black short hair sticks to her cheeks, her face flushed with post-climax redness, eyes hazy, like a lingering seductive afterglow. I then turn to Sana and Mina, both thoroughly trained to obey, kneeling to receive my second release, semen splashing across their faces, Mina’s long black hair matted, Sana’s brown wavy hair streaked with white, trailing down their breasts to drip onto the carpet, forming a sticky puddle exuding sensual air. I pant heavily, looking down at the three, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes, my voice hoarse as I say, "You three filthy sluts are top-notch… we’re not done yet!" The tone brims with seductive provocation.
I pull Sana up, pressing her against the box’s glass window. Her hands brace on the glass, buttocks raised high, brown wavy hair cascading down her back, her graceful form casting an enticing reflection on the glass like a sensual scene. I thrust into her from behind, my cock forcing apart her labia to strike her womb. Sana’s moans echo through the box, "Oh… Master… it’s too deep…" Her breasts press against the glass, jiggling with each thrust, nipples scraping the cold surface, blending pain and pleasure like a seductive weave. Her core clenches my cock, inner flesh trembling with each thrust, juices trailing down her thighs to drip below the window with a "drip drip" sound, exuding a potent scent that pierces the heart with temptation. Her legs quiver slightly, her core stuffed full by my cock, inner flesh scraped by the head, sending waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, her moans rising in pitch. Her cheeks flush, eyes flickering with dazed submission like a seductive abyss. Her vaginal walls quiver with each thrust, juices flowing more freely, dripping down her thighs below the window with "smack smack smack" sounds, blending with the rhythm of my thrusts like a lascivious symphony, temptation inescapable. My cock moves in and out of her core, the head striking her womb with each thrust, unleashing intense pleasure, her vaginal walls clinging tightly, inner flesh trembling, juices squirting down her buttock cleft to form a sticky puddle below the window, exuding sensual air. Her hands instinctively grip the glass, nails leaving faint scratches, her cries growing more fervent.
Meanwhile, I order Mina and Momo to pleasure each other’s cores. Mina lies on the sofa, legs spread, Momo kneeling before her, tongue deftly licking her clit, alternating between forceful sucks and gentle bites, delivering waves of enticing pleasure. Mina’s core is pink and wet, labia parted to reveal pink inner flesh, juices dripping onto Momo’s face, exuding a potent scent like a tempting fragrance. Mina’s long black hair scatters across the sofa, moans continuous, "Oh… Momo… more…" Momo’s black short hair sways with her motion, her fingers sliding into Mina’s core, stirring her juices with "gurgle gurgle" sounds, exuding sensual rhythm. Mina’s legs instinctively clamp around Momo’s head, toes curling, sweat from her ankles dripping onto the sofa like sensual accents. Momo’s tongue thrusts rapidly into Mina’s core, teasing the clit with flicks, enveloping the labia with her tongue for forceful sucks, producing "slurp slurp" sounds that make Mina tremble, her moans growing louder, "Ah… Momo… it’s overwhelming…" Her vaginal walls contract violently, juices squirting onto Momo’s face, trailing down her chin to drip onto the sofa, exuding sensual air. Momo’s hands brace on Mina’s thighs, nails digging into her flesh, leaving faint red marks exuding alluring traces. Her tongue thrusts rapidly into Mina’s core, delivering waves of tingling pleasure, Mina’s cries escalating. Her body begins to convulse, her core clenching Momo’s fingers, inner flesh contracting violently, sending waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, the pinnacle of temptation.
Watching this, I quicken my thrusts into Sana, her moans turning to sharp gasps, "Oh… Master… I’m losing control…" Her core clenches my cock, inner flesh contracting violently, juices squirting down her thighs to drip below the window, exuding enticing air. I roar, releasing semen inside her, Sana’s body convulsing as she slumps against the glass, brown wavy hair disheveled across her back, face flushed with post-climax redness, eyes hazy, like a lingering seductive afterglow. I pant heavily, looking down at Sana, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes, my voice hoarse as I say, "You little slut, you came hard… you’re next!" The tone brims with seductive provocation.
I turn to Mina, pulling her up to sit on the sofa, spreading her legs, thrusting my cock into her core again. Her core is already soaked, labia parted to reveal pink inner flesh, juices dripping onto the sofa, exuding a potent scent like a tempting invitation. My cock strikes her womb hard, the head scraping her G-spot, delivering waves of intense pleasure like the height of temptation. Mina’s long black hair sways with her body’s motion, moans rising, "Oh… Master… it’s divine…" Her legs are forcibly spread, ankles gripped in my hands, toes curling, arches tensing, sweat trailing down her calves to drip onto the sofa like sensual accents. Her core, stuffed full by my cock, inner flesh scraped by the head, sends waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, her moans growing louder. Her cheeks flush, eyes flickering with dazed submission like a seductive abyss. Her vaginal walls quiver with each thrust, juices flowing more freely, dripping down her buttock cleft onto the sofa with "smack smack smack" sounds, blending with the rhythm of my thrusts like a lascivious symphony, temptation inescapable.
As I thrust, I order Momo to kneel beside the sofa and lick my balls. Her black short hair sticks to her cheeks, her tongue deftly licking, alternating between sucking and teasing the folds, stimulating my senses with alluring pleasure. Her tongue glides rapidly over my balls, flicking lightly, enveloping them with her tongue for forceful sucks, producing "slurp slurp" sounds that make my body tremble, growls escaping me, my voice hoarse with pleasure like a seductive rhythm. Her hands aren’t idle—one grips my cock’s base, squeezing gently, the other massages my inner thigh, fingertips caressing my skin, delivering waves of tingling pleasure, temptation inescapable.
"You… are such sluts… tighten up!" I growl, quickening my thrusts, my tone brimming with seductive dominance. My cock moves in and out of Mina’s core, producing "smack smack smack" sounds, the head striking her womb, delivering a tearing pleasure like the height of temptation. Her vaginal muscles tighten, clinging to my cock, inner flesh trembling with each thrust, unleashing immense pleasure, exuding sensual air. I growl, hands seizing Mina’s breasts, kneading forcefully, fingertips pinching her nipples, twisting hard, her moans escalating, "Oh… Master… it’s too much…" Her juices squirt out, trailing down the sofa to drip onto the carpet, forming a puddle exuding enticing air. I climax simultaneously, releasing semen inside her, both trembling in the afterglow, like the pinnacle of temptation.
I pant heavily, looking down at Mina, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes, my voice hoarse as I say, "You little slut, you came hard… you’re next!" The tone brims with seductive provocation. I pull Momo over, positioning her on all fours on the sofa, thrusting into her from behind. Her core is tight and wet, inner flesh enveloping my cock, delivering a choking pleasure like the height of temptation. My cock strikes her womb hard, the head scraping her inner walls, producing "squish squish" sounds exuding sensual rhythm. Momo’s moans rise again, "Oh… Master… it’s intense…" Her black short hair sways with the motion, buttocks reddening from the impact, the plump cheeks jiggling with each thrust, producing alluring sounds like a sensual invitation. As I thrust, I order Sana to lick Momo’s nipples, her brown wavy hair falling over Momo’s chest, tongue deftly licking, alternating between forceful sucks and gentle bites, Momo’s nipples hardening, areolas flushing with a faint red glow, exuding allure. Momo’s hands brace on the sofa, nails digging into the leather, leaving faint scratches. Her black short hair sways, sweat trailing down her spine to drip onto the sofa, mixing with her juices to exude a potent scent like a seductive scene. Her core, stuffed full by my cock, inner flesh scraped by the head, sends waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, her moans rising in intensity. Her cheeks flush, eyes flickering with dazed submission like a seductive abyss.
I look at Momo, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes, my voice hoarse as I say, "You little slut, your ass is so perky… I’ll enjoy you!" I quicken my thrusts, my cock moving in and out of her core, producing "smack smack smack" sounds, the head striking her womb, delivering a tearing pleasure like the height of temptation. Her vaginal muscles tighten, clinging to my cock, inner flesh trembling with each thrust, unleashing immense pleasure, exuding sensual air. I growl, hands seizing her buttocks, kneading forcefully, fingertips digging into her flesh, slapping hard, her moans escalating, "Oh… Master… it’s unbearable…" Her juices squirt out, trailing down the sofa to drip onto the carpet, forming a puddle exuding enticing air. I climax simultaneously, releasing semen inside her, both trembling in the afterglow, like the pinnacle of temptation.
I pant heavily, looking down at the three, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes, my voice hoarse as I say, "You three filthy sluts are top-notch… always ready to serve me!" I sit on the sofa, my cock still erect, exuding a potent musky scent, eyes burning with deeper desire like a flame of temptation. Mina, renowned for her hip-shaking dance, possesses unmatched riding skills, her agile buttocks dazzling me whether on stage or in private, exuding deadly allure. She rises slowly, eyes hazy, long black hair cascading down her back, sweat trailing down her spine to drip onto the sofa like sensual accents. Her body still ablaze with desire, she decides to claim a second round of pleasure, temptation irresistible.
Mina straddles me, facing me, gripping my cock—still hard despite its earlier release—and lowers herself slowly. Her buttocks begin to move, mimicking her stage hip-shaking dance, the flesh quivering with the rhythm, her tight core fully enveloping my cock, producing "smack smack" sounds like a rhythmic flesh performance exuding alluring tempo. Meanwhile, Momo and Sana kneel on either side, their heads converging on my groin, lips pressing against my balls, licking simultaneously. Momo’s tongue deftly traces the folds, alternating between gentle sucks and light bites, producing "slurp slurp" sounds exuding sensual air; Sana teases the other side with her tongue tip, enveloping the ball with her tongue for forceful sucks, delivering waves of tingling pleasure like a seductive melody. Their saliva mixes, trailing down my thighs to drip onto the sofa, exuding a potent scent that pierces the heart with temptation. Mina moans, "Oh… so intense… let me please you…" Her long black hair flies, breasts jiggling, nipples hardening like beans, vaginal walls clenching my cock, juices trailing down her thighs to drip onto the sofa, forming a puddle exuding sensual air. Her riding skills are unparalleled, buttocks rising and falling, alternating between rapid twists and slow rotations, swallowing my cock to the hilt, as if playing a lascivious tune with her body, temptation inescapable. Her core clenches my cock tightly, inner flesh trembling with each thrust, delivering immense pleasure like the height of temptation. Mina’s buttocks move agilely, flesh quivering with her motion, alternating between rapid ups and downs and slow spins, her core gripping my cock tightly, the head striking her womb, unleashing waves of tearing pleasure exuding sensual air. Her moans grow louder, "Ah… Master… it’s exquisite…" Her long black hair scatters over her shoulders, snowy skin damp with sweat, exuding an enticing sheen, cheeks flushed, eyes flickering with dazed submission like a seductive abyss. Her vaginal walls quiver with each thrust, juices flowing more freely, dripping down her buttock cleft onto the sofa with "smack smack smack" sounds, blending with the rhythm of my thrusts like a lascivious symphony.
Mina’s ride grows wilder, her buttocks spinning like a windmill, flesh quivering with the rhythm, her core clenching my cock tighter, inner flesh scraped by the head, sending waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, her moans escalating, "Oh… Master… I/m cumming…" Her body begins to convulse, her core clenching my cock, inner flesh contracting violently, sending waves of tingling pleasure like electricity through her, the pinnacle of temptation. Momo and Sana’s licking intensifies, Momo’s tongue gliding rapidly over my balls, flicking lightly, enveloping them with her tongue for forceful sucks, producing "slurp slurp" sounds exuding sensual air; Sana bites the other side gently, blending pain and pleasure, their saliva mixing to trail down my thighs, dripping onto the sofa, exuding a potent scent that pierces the heart with temptation. I growl, hands seizing Mina’s buttocks, kneading forcefully, fingertips digging into her flesh, slapping hard, her moans escalating, "Ah… Master… please… inside..." Her juices squirt out, trailing down the sofa to drip onto the carpet, forming a puddle exuding enticing air. I climax simultaneously, releasing semen inside her, both trembling in the afterglow, like the pinnacle of temptation. Momo and Sana’s tongues continue licking my balls, delivering waves of lingering pleasure, I pant heavily, looking down at the three, a flicker of smug satisfaction in my eyes.
Momo and Sana lift their heads, lips coated with saliva and sweat, eyes hazy as they look at me, exuding alluring afterglow, while Mina slumps against me, long black hair disheveled across her back, sweat trailing down her spine to drip onto the sofa like sensual accents.
A few days later, Misamo is invited to a variety show collaborating with MLB, the atmosphere lively as the three wear blue denim miniskirts, revealing their long legs, buttocks curves accentuated by the tight fabric, exuding a perky roundness. The show reaches its mid-break, staff guiding them to the dressing room to rest and prepare for the next segment. As the door closes gently, the room’s light is soft yet slightly dim, the air filled with a faint cosmetic fragrance mixed with their sweat, adding a layer of seductive aura.
However, as the three step inside, the lock clicks shut with a "clack," and they turn to see me already waiting, a familiar satisfied smile on my lips, eyes gleaming with limitless dominion over their flesh, exuding primal temptation. "We don't have much time, you know what to do." my voice low and commanding, I toss a bottle onto the nearby vanity, the crisp clink sounding like a seductive prelude.
Mina’s long black hair sways with her motion, standing near the mirror, her white top revealing a delicate waistline, denim miniskirt hugging her long thighs, exuding enticing curves. I give her no time to react, lunging forward to shove her against the vanity, the force making her buttocks collide with the edge with a "bang," vibrating the air with temptation. She gasps "Ah!" but can’t resist, my rough hand already lifting her skirt, revealing black lace panties, the thin fabric outlining her buttocks’ curve, temptation piercing the heart. The panties are yanked aside mercilessly, exposing her core, already slightly wet from tension and submission, labia pink, inner walls glistening faintly under the light like a seductive invitation. My cock, already rock-hard, is freed with urgent haste, nine inches long, veins bulging, purple-red tip beading with precum, exuding a potent musky scent like a sensual weapon. I align with her core and thrust hard, forcing apart her tight vagina with a "squish" sound like splashing water, producing an alluring noise. Mina’s moan erupts instantly, "Oh… Master… it’s too sudden…" Her hands brace weakly on the vanity, nails scraping the surface, leaving faint marks, long black hair disheveled across her cheeks, snowy skin beading with thin sweat, exuding an enticing sheen.
Sana and Momo freeze, then are cornered by my gaze. Sana’s brown wavy hair trembles with her rapid breaths, wearing a white pleated miniskirt, the hem slightly lifted to reveal her inner thigh’s soft skin, exuding alluring tenderness. I beckon her with a finger, and she kneels hesitantly, knees pressing into the carpet, moving behind me. Her small hands tremble as they touch my buttocks, the warm contact flushing her cheeks, adding a seductive red hue. She parts my cheeks slowly, exposing my tight anus with a hint of tempting air. Her tongue ventures out gently, licking the folds around my anus, delivering waves of tingling pleasure with low "slurp slurp" sounds like a sensual melody. Her tongue tip dances around the rim, dipping lightly, then sucking forcefully, saliva overflowing from her mouth to drip onto the carpet, exuding a potent scent that pierces the heart with temptation. Meanwhile, Momo is directed to kneel on the other side, her black short hair sticking to her cheeks, blue baseball jacket open to reveal a white top clinging to her full breasts, exuding mature sensuality. She lowers her head, tongue deftly licking my balls, alternating between gentle sucks and light bites, delivering waves of tingling pleasure like a seductive rhythm. Their movements intertwine, the air thick with sensual aroma.
One hand presses Mina’s buttocks, the other grips Sana’s hair, forcing her head deeper, her tongue licking my anus more forcefully, penetrating the tight folds with "gurgle" wet sounds, exuding enticing heat. Mina’s moans grow louder, "Oh… Master… it’s profound…" Her core, stuffed full by my cock, inner flesh trembling with each thrust, juices trailing down her inner thighs to form a small puddle on the vanity, exuding sensual air. Her breasts jiggle under the top, nipples hardening against the fabric, outlining faint shapes like a tempting signal. My thrusts grow fiercer, each one striking her womb, delivering tearing pleasure, her long black hair soaked with sweat, clinging to her back, cheeks flushed, eyes flickering with a mix of pain and pleasure, exuding seductive charm.
Sana’s tongue works my anus with increasing fervor, dipping deeper, sucking gently, saliva dripping from her mouth onto her chest, wetting her white top to reveal enticing skin, adding a sensual layer. Her hands grip my thighs instinctively, nails digging into my flesh, the sting drawing a growl, "Good… you filthy slut… keep licking!" The tone brims with seductive dominance. Momo’s tongue intensifies on my balls, teasing the folds, enveloping them with forceful sucks, producing "slurp slurp" sounds exuding sensual rhythm. Her black short hair sways, sweat trailing down her forehead to drip onto her hand, mixing with the carpet’s wet spots like a seductive scene.
The dressing room’s air grows thick, mingling with their moans, the "smack smack smack" of flesh colliding, and my heavy breaths, like a seductive symphony. The vanity’s cosmetic bottles tremble, a few lipsticks rolling to the floor with "tinkle" sounds, adding a sensual layer. Mina’s legs begin to shake, her core clenching my cock, inner flesh contracting violently, juices squirting down her buttock cleft to drip onto the floor, exuding enticing air. My thrusts grow wilder, one hand pressing Momo’s head toward my groin, aligning her and Sana’s movements into a tempting duet. Sana’s tongue thrusts rapidly into my anus, Momo’s lips and tongue roaming my balls and cock base, their saliva mixing to trail down my thighs, dripping onto the carpet, exuding a potent scent that pierces the heart with temptation.
Time ticks by, the dressing room’s lascivious atmosphere thickening, Mina’s moans turning to sharp cries, "Oh… Master… I can’t…" Her body convulses, climax nearing, exuding seductive afterglow. Sana and Momo’s lips and tongue explore my groin, delivering endless stimulation, my growls growing frequent, cock moving in and out of Mina’s core with "squish squish" sounds exuding sensual rhythm. The show’s prep noises approach outside, yet unable to interrupt this frenzied flesh feast, my eyes burning with conquest, Mina’s gaze hazy, Sana and Momo’s efforts deepening, as if this game will continue…
