Stay
Jennie x Rosé x Jisoo x male reader
word count: 15k
commissioned fic
Finally you arrive at your apartment after a long day of navigating contracts, smoothing over scandals, and pulling strings that keep the entire K-pop industry running like clockwork. The penthouse is quiet when you enter, but you notice the glow of lights coming from down the hallway. Your pulse quickens because you know what this means.
The tour just wrapped two days ago.
You loosen your tie as you walk toward the bedroom, shrugging off your blazer and tossing it onto the leather couch. Your fingers work the buttons of your dress shirt with each step. When you reach the bedroom door, you pause for just a second before pushing it open slowly.
The sight that greets you would bring any man to his knees.
Rosé and Jennie are sprawled across your king-sized bed, completely naked, their bodies on full display like they're gifts wrapped just for you. The lighting catches every curve, every line, every inch of skin that you've memorized over the years: Jennie lies on her side, propped up on one elbow, and fuck, she looks incredible. Her body is pure temptation - those full, perfect tits that fill your hands just right, nipples already hard in the cool air. Her waist dips in before flaring out to hips that were made for gripping, and that ass, that absolute masterpiece of an ass that's driven millions crazy but belongs to you. Her long dark hair cascades over one shoulder, and there's that signature smirk playing on her lips, the one that says she knows exactly what she does to you.
Rosé is stretched out next to her, lying on her back with one leg bent, and she's a completely different kind of gorgeous. Her body is leaner, more delicate, with that dancer's build that's all elegant lines and toned muscle. Her tits are smaller, perky and perfect, sitting high on her chest with pale pink nipples that you know are sensitive as hell. Her waist is incredibly tiny, creating this incredible hourglass that leads down to slim hips and those long, long legs. Her blonde hair is spread, and she's got this sweet smile that doesn't quite hide the hunger in her eyes.
"Surprise," they say in unison, and both of them are grinning now.
You can't help but smile back as you approach the bed. "I had a feeling you'd show up tonight."
"The tour's finally over," Jennie says, sitting up and stretching, her tits bouncing with the movement. "Did you really think we'd go anywhere else?"
"We missed you so much," Rosé adds as she props herself up too.
You take off my shoes and sit on the edge of the bed, immediately both girls are on you, pressing their naked bodies against you from either side. Jennie captures your lips first, kissing you deep and hungry, her tongue sliding against yours while her hand comes up to grip the back of your neck. When she pulls away, Rosé is right there, her kiss softer but no less passionate, a little whimper escaping her throat.
"Missed you too," you murmur against Rosé's lips. "Both of you. Every fucking day."
"We could tell," Jennie says with that smirk, her fingers already working on your shirt buttons. "You kept texting us asking when we'd be back."
"Can you blame me?" You run your hands over both of them, one palm sliding down Jennie's spine to grab that perfect ass, the other cupping one of Rosé's small tits and thumbing her nipple. They both gasp.
"We need to catch up," Rosé says breathlessly. "We need to catch up on everything we couldn't do while we were gone."
"All those video calls weren't enough," Jennie adds, and now they're both working on undressing you, hands everywhere, pulling your shirt off your shoulders, going for your belt. "We need the real thing."
You let them work, enjoying the feeling of their eager hands all over you. Jennie gets your belt undone and your pants open while Rosé pulls your shirt completely off and tosses it aside. They're both making these soft sounds of appreciation, running their hands over your chest, your stomach, your shoulders.
"Fuck, I missed this body," Jennie breathes, leaning in to press kisses along your collarbone.
Rosé's fingers trail down your abs. "Missed touching you, kissing you, tasting you."
They get you down to just your underwear, and you can see the tent you're already pitching. Your cock is rock hard, straining against the fabric, and both girls notice immediately.
"Look at that," Jennie says, her eyes fixed on your bulge. "Already so hard for us, Daddy."
Fuck, you've missed hearing them call you that.
"Lie back," Rosé says sweetly. "Let us take care of you."
You do as they say, lying back against the pillows, and both girls reposition themselves between your legs. They're on their knees, side by side, and the sight of them like this - naked, eager, looking at you like you're everything they want - is almost too much.
Jennie hooks her fingers in the waistband of your underwear. "Ready, baby?"
"Always ready for you two."
They pull your underwear down together, working in perfect sync, and your cock springs free, fully hard and already leaking at the tip.
"There it is," Jennie says. She wraps her hand around your shaft immediately, giving it a slow stroke from base to tip. "Fuck, I missed this cock so much."
Rosé moves closer. "It's even better than I remembered."
Both girls lean in, and you feel their breath on your cock before anything else. Jennie brings her face close to your shaft and inhales deeply, her eyes fluttering closed.
"Mm, you smell so good," she murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your cock. "I fucking missed this smell."
Rosé does the same on the other side, her nose brushing against you as she breathes you in. "Missed everything about it." She plants a gentle kiss on your shaft, then another, trailing them up toward your tip.
Jennie's hand is still wrapped around you, stroking slowly, and now Rosé's hand joins hers, both of them touching you, their fingers overlapping as they work your length together.
"Look how hard you are," Rosé says, almost in awe. "Just from seeing us."
"Can't help it," you manage. "Look at you. Two perfect fucking bodies in my bed."
"All for you, Daddy," Jennie says, and she licks a slow stripe up your shaft, her tongue flat and wet. "Only for you."
Rosé follows her lead, licking up the other side, and the dual sensation makes your hips jerk involuntarily. They both giggle, clearly pleased with your reaction.
"So sensitive already," Rosé teases, but it's affectionate. "We've barely started."
"Then don't make me wait," you say, reaching down to run your fingers through both of their hair. "Show me how much you missed me."
Both girls grin up at you, and you know you're in for it. Jennie and Rosé together are an unstoppable force, and right now, they're entirely focused on worshipping your cock.
"We're gonna take such good care of you," Jennie promises, pressing more kisses along your length. "Gonna make up for every single night we were apart."
Rosé nods in agreement, her lips brushing against your shaft as she speaks. "Every single night, Daddy. We're all yours now."
They keep stroking you together, their hands moving in tandem, occasionally pausing to press kisses to your cock, to nuzzle against it, to look up at you with those eyes full of lust and adoration. They're taking their time, savoring this reunion, building the anticipation until you're practically throbbing in their hands.
"We love your cock so much," Rosé says softly, reverently, like she's confessing something sacred.
"Best cock we've ever had," Jennie adds, and you know she means it. "Only cock we want."
"Then stop teasing and suck it."
They exchange a look, and you can see that unspoken communication they have after years of performing together, that perfect synchronization.
"Ready, Rosie?" Jennie asks.
"So ready," Rosé replies, licking her lips.
They start together, both of them leaning in at the same time, and their tongues meet at the tip of your cock. The sensation is electric, watching them lick around your head, their tongues sliding against each other as much as they're sliding against you. Jennie takes one side while Rosé takes the other, and they work in perfect harmony, lapping at you like you're the best thing they've ever tasted.
"Fuck," you breathe out, your head falling back against the pillow for a second before you force yourself to look down again because you need to see this. Need to watch them worship you.
Jennie's tongue swirls around your tip, catching the bead of precum that's formed there, and she moans. The sound vibrates against your skin and makes your cock twitch in their hands. Rosé follows immediately, her tongue joining Jennie's, and then they're both licking at your slit, fighting over that taste, their tongues tangling together right at the most sensitive part of you.
"Tastes so good," Rosé murmurs against you. "I missed this taste so much."
"Could drink it all day," Jennie adds, and she proves her point by wrapping her lips around just your tip and sucking hard, her cheeks hollowing out. When she pulls off with a wet sound, there's a string of saliva connecting her lips to your cock.
They alternate like that for a while, taking turns. Rosé wraps her mouth around you next, going deeper, taking you halfway into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue works along the underside of your shaft as she bobs her head slowly, and those big eyes look up at you the whole time, checking your reaction. You reach down and gather her blonde hair in your fist, not forcing anything, just holding it back so you can see her pretty face as she sucks you.
"That's it, baby," you encourage, and she hums around your cock in response. "Take it nice and deep."
She tries, going further down, but gags slightly when you hit the back of her throat. She pulls off, coughing a little, a string of spit connecting her lips to your cock, and Jennie laughs affectionately.
"You're out of practice," Jennie teases, rubbing Rosé's back. "Let me show you how it's done."
Before you can say anything, Jennie's mouth is on you, and she doesn't ease into it. She takes you deep in one smooth motion, her throat opening up to accept your length. She doesn't stop until her nose is pressed against your pelvis, until you can feel yourself buried completely in her throat. She holds there, looking up at you with watering eyes and that triumphant expression, like she's proving a point.
"Shit, Jennie," you grunt, your grip tightening in her hair. "That's my good girl."
She pulls off slowly, gasping when she finally releases you, and there's spit everywhere, coating your cock, dripping down her chin. She's a mess and she looks fucking proud of it.
"Show off," Rosé says, but she's smiling, and there's this competitive glint in her eyes that you know well. "I can do that too, watch."
And then it becomes a competition, which is exactly what you knew would happen. These two are always trying to outdo each other, especially when it comes to pleasing you. Rosé goes down on you again, and this time she pushes past her gag reflex, taking you deeper than before. Her throat contracts around you, and fuck, it feels incredible. She doesn't hold it as long as Jennie did, but when she comes up, she's got this satisfied look on her face.
"See?" Rosé says, a little breathless. "I can deepthroat Daddy's cock too."
"But not as good as me," Jennie counters, already moving back in. "I can hold it longer."
They go back and forth like this, each trying to prove they can take you deeper, hold you longer, make you feel better. Your cock is absolutely drenched in their saliva, sliding easily between their lips as they trade off. Sometimes they both work on you at once, one of them sucking the tip while the other licks and kisses down your shaft, or both of them running their tongues up either side at the same time, meeting at the top to kiss around your cockhead.
When they kiss with your cock between their lips, the tip caught between their mouths while their tongues slide against each other and against you, you nearly lose it right there. The visual alone is obscene, watching them make out around your dick, hearing the wet sounds, seeing their lips move together.
"You two are going to kill me," you say, and your cock is throbbing, so hard it almost hurts, and every nerve ending is on fire.
"That's the plan, Daddy," Jennie says with a wicked grin. She moves lower, and her mouth finds your balls. She takes one into her mouth, sucking gently, rolling it with her tongue, and the sensation is overwhelming combined with Rosé still working your shaft.
Rosé strokes you with both hands now, twisting slightly at the top, her grip firm and perfect because she knows exactly how you like it. Her mouth seals around your tip, tongue flicking right against that sensitive spot on the underside, and you feel your orgasm building fast.
"Where's Jisoo?" you manage to ask, needing to think about something, anything to hold off a little longer. "She coming tonight too?"
Rosé pulls off your cock to answer, though her hands keep moving. "She should be here soon. She had something to take care of first, but she said she'd come after."
"Probably wanted to let us have you first," Jennie adds from where she's still worshipping your balls, switching to the other one. "You know how she is, always making sure we're satisfied before she joins."
"We told her we'd warm you up for her," Rosé says, and then she's sinking her mouth back down on you, taking you deep again. Her throat works around you, swallowing, and you can't hold back the groan that tears from your chest.
"Fuck, just like that," you encourage, both hands in their hair now, guiding them but letting them set the pace. "Both of you, don't stop."
They don't. Jennie comes back up to join Rosé, and now both of them are focused on your cock again, lips and tongues everywhere. They're working together seamlessly, years of being in sync translating perfectly to this. When Rosé pulls back to catch her breath, Jennie's immediately there. When Jennie moves to lick down your shaft, Rosé's mouth seals around your tip. They take turns deepthroating you, each of them trying to show off, gagging and drooling all over your cock, making such a beautiful mess.
"Getting close, aren't you Daddy?" Jennie asks, because she can read you like a book. She can probably feel how your cock is twitching, how your balls are drawing up tight. "Gonna cum for us?"
"Want it so bad," Rosé adds, stroking you fast now while Jennie sucks on your balls again. "Want you to fill our mouths, Daddy. Please?"
"Fuck, yes," you grit out, your hips starting to thrust up involuntarily. "Both of you, mouths open."
They immediately position themselves, both kneeling side by side with their faces close together, mouths open wide, tongues out. Jennie keeps stroking you, her hand flying over your spit-soaked cock, aiming you right at their waiting faces.
"Come on, Daddy," Jennie urges. "Give it to us, cover us."
"Please," Rosé adds, so sweet, so needy. "Need your cum so bad."
That does it. Your orgasm hits you, pleasure exploding through your entire body. Your cock pulses in Jennie's grip, and then you're cumming hard, thick ropes of white shooting out. The first hits Rosé right across her lips and tongue. The second catches Jennie on her cheek. Then Rosé aims you more toward her, taking a shot in her open mouth, and Jennie turns your cock back toward her, getting her mouth filled too.
You keep cumming, more than you have in days, painting both their faces, their tongues, filling their mouths. They're moaning, making these desperate sounds, trying to catch as much as they can. When you're finally done, when the last drops have fallen onto their waiting tongues, you collapse back against the pillows, completely spent.
Both girls have cum covering their faces, dripping down their chins, pooled in their mouths. They turn to each other, and without hesitation, they kiss. It's absolutely filthy, watching them share your cum between their mouths, tongues sliding together, mixing it all up. Some of it drips down between their lips onto their tits, but they don't care. They're lost in each other, in the taste of you, swapping your load back and forth.
When they finally break apart, they're both grinning, satisfied, and they immediately start cleaning each other. Jennie licks a stripe of cum off Rosé's cheek, and Rosé returns the favor, licking Jennie's chin clean. They take their time with it, making sure every drop is accounted for, swallowed down, savored.
"So good," Rosé says, licking her lips. "Missed that so much."
"Best welcome home present," Jennie agrees, and then she's kissing you, letting you taste yourself on her tongue.
When she pulls back, you notice something that makes your cock, which was just starting to soften, immediately twitch with renewed interest. Rosé has shifted positions slightly, and you can see her feet. Her toes are painted in that perfect white polish, the exact shade you love, the one she knows drives you crazy.
"Are those..." you start, your eyes locked on her feet.
Rosé looks down, following your gaze, and she can't contain the smile that forms on her face. She wiggles her toes slightly, the white polish catching the light. "Oh these? I made sure to get them done right before coming here. Your favorite color, Daddy."
Your mouth waters. After the tour, after weeks of not being able to touch them, to taste them, those perfect feet are right there, decorated exactly how you like.
"Come here," you say, and Rosé's smile widens as she crawls toward you, knowing exactly what's coming next.
You grab Rosé by the ankle, gentle but firm, and she lets out this delighted little giggle as you pull her down and flip her onto her back. She lands with a soft bounce on the mattress, her blonde hair spreading out around her, and she's looking up at you with those eyes that are equal parts innocent and absolutely sinful.
"Someone's eager," she teases, but there's a breathiness to it that tells you she's just as eager as you are.
You don't answer with words. Instead, you slide your hands slowly down her leg, starting at her thigh, feeling the smooth skin under your palms, the lean muscle underneath. You take your time, tracing down over her knee, her calf, appreciating every inch until you reach her ankle. Her foot is delicate in your hands, perfect, and those white-painted toenails are like a beacon calling to you.
Lifting her foot to your face, you press a soft kiss to her ankle first, feeling her pulse there, quick and excited. Rosé makes this soft sound, somewhere between a sigh and a moan, and you feel her other leg shift on the bed.
"Daddy," she breathes out, and there's so much want packed into that one word.
You trail kisses down from her ankle toward the top of her foot, each one deliberate, worshipful. Her skin is soft and warm, and you can smell the faint scent of lotion, something floral and sweet that she must have put on specifically for this. When you reach her toes, you pause, admiring the white polish that gleams in the low light.
"You know what this does to me," you murmur against her skin. "You know how crazy you drive me with these."
"That's why I got them done," Rosé replies. "Wanted to look perfect for you, Daddy."
You take her big toe into your mouth, sucking gently, and Rosé's back arches off the bed slightly. Her hands grip the sheets, and another one of those beautiful sounds escapes her throat. The taste of her skin, clean and slightly sweet, floods your senses. You work your tongue around her toe, between the nail and the skin, thorough and devoted.
Behind you, you feel movement, and then Jennie's body presses against your back. Her bare tits push against your shoulder blades, soft and warm, and her arms snake around your torso. Her lips find your neck, kissing up the column of your throat, and then she's sucking lightly on that spot just below your ear that makes you shiver.
"Look at you," Jennie murmurs against your skin. "So obsessed with her feet."
Her hands roam across your chest, fingers tracing your muscles, and then they find your nipples. She circles them with her fingertips before pinching lightly, rolling them, and the dual sensation of worshipping Rosé's foot while Jennie works your body from behind is almost overwhelming.
You move to Rosé's second toe, sucking it into your mouth, your tongue working around it. Rosé is writhing now, her hips shifting on the bed, and you can see how flushed she's getting, how her chest is rising and falling faster.
"Feels so good," Rosé says. "Love when you worship my feet like this, Daddy. Makes me feel so special."
You pull off her toe with a wet sound and start kissing along the ball of her foot, then down to her arch. This is one of her most sensitive spots, and when your tongue drags slowly along the curve, Rosé practically squeals, her leg trying to jerk away on instinct, but you hold her firm.
"Stay still, baby," you murmur, and she obeys immediately, forcing herself to relax even though you know it tickles as much as it turns her on.
Jennie's hands slide down your stomach now, nails dragging lightly over your abs, making your muscles contract. Lower and lower she goes, until her fingers brush against your cock. You're not fully hard yet, still recovering from that intense orgasm they just gave you, but you're definitely getting there, especially with both of them working on you like this.
"Getting hard again already," Jennie observes, wrapping her hand around your shaft. "Even after we drained you, you still want more."
She starts stroking you slowly, her grip loose and teasing, just enough pressure to feel good but not enough to rush anything. Her other hand cups your balls, rolling them gently in her palm, and you groan against Rosé's foot.
You lick up Rosé's sole, from heel to toe, your tongue flat and broad, tasting every inch. The sounds she's making are getting louder, more desperate, and you know her pussy must be absolutely soaked by now. There's something about having her feet worshipped that gets her going like nothing else.
"Such pretty feet," you say between kisses. "The prettiest feet I've ever seen."
"Better than Jisoo's?" Rosé asks.
You bite lightly on the pad of her foot, making her gasp. "Don't make me choose, baby. You know I love both."
Rosé pouts, but it's playful. "You always say that."
"Because it's true," you reply, and then you're sucking on her toes again, taking two of them into your mouth at once.
Behind you, Jennie's pace on your cock picks up slightly. You're definitely getting harder now, responding to her touch, to the entire situation. She's still kissing and biting at your neck, marking you probably, and her tits are pressed so firmly against your back that you can feel her hard nipples.
"Getting so big again," Jennie says, her lips brushing your ear. "Think you can fuck us both again tonight?"
"You know I can," you reply, your free hand reaching back to grab Jennie's hip, pulling her closer.
"Good," she purrs. "Because Rosie and I have been so empty without you, Daddy. Need you to fill us up."
You move to Rosé's other foot now, giving it the same thorough attention. Starting with her ankle, kissing and licking, working your way down. When you get to her toes, you take your time with each one individually, sucking them into your mouth one by one, your tongue working around them, between them. The white polish looks incredible against your lips, and you know Rosé is watching, loving every second of this worship.
"Your mouth feels so good," Rosé moans, her hand coming down to run through your hair. "Could have you do this for hours, Daddy."
"And I would," you tell her, completely honest. "Would worship these feet all day if you wanted."
Jennie's hand is moving faster now on your cock, and you're fully hard again, your length throbbing in her grip. Her thumb swipes over your tip, spreading the precum that's already leaking, using it as lube to make her strokes smoother.
"Look how hard you are," Jennie says, almost proud. "All from sucking on Rosie's toes."
"Not just that," you admit, reaching back with your other hand to grab Jennie's ass, squeezing hard. "From having both of you here, touching me, wanting me."
You drag your tongue up Rosé's sole again, this time adding more pressure, and she makes this whimpering sound that goes straight to your cock. Jennie feels it twitch in her hand and laughs softly against your shoulder.
"He's so ready," Jennie announces to Rosé. "Think we got him hard enough?"
Rosé props herself up on her elbows, looking down at where Jennie's hand is wrapped around your shaft, stroking steadily. "Looks perfect to me. Hard and ready to fuck."
"Not yet," you say, still holding Rosé's foot. "Not done with these."
You kiss down to her heel, then back up, lavishing attention on every part of her foot. Your tongue traces the lines, the curves, finding all those spots that make her squirm. When you suck on the ball of her foot, right below her toes, Rosé throws her head back with a loud moan.
"Daddy, please," she begs. "Feels too good."
Jennie's hand leaves your cock for a moment, and you hear her spit into her palm before she's back, stroking you with that added wetness. The slick sounds fill the room along with Rosé's moans and your own heavy breathing.
"Such a good Daddy," Jennie says, her lips right against your ear. "Taking care of our Rosie, making her feel so special."
Her free hand comes back to your chest, tweaking your nipples again, alternating between gentle touches and sharp pinches that make you grunt. The combination of sensations is incredible, Rosé's foot in your mouth, her taste on your tongue, Jennie's body pressed against yours, her hand working your cock, her fingers playing with your nipples.
You give Rosé's foot one more long lick, tongue dragging from heel to toes, before you pull back slightly. Both her feet are glistening now with your saliva, those white nails still looking perfect.
"Beautiful," you say, almost to yourself. "Absolutely fucking beautiful."
"What are you going to do to me now, Daddy?" Rosé asks, even though she already knows the answer.
Jennie's hand squeezes your cock, reminding you exactly how hard you are. "Yeah, Daddy," she echoes. “What's next?"
"Rosie," you say. "I want those pretty feet on my cock.”
Rosé's eyes light up at your command, that sweet smile spreading across her face but with an edge of lust underneath. "Yes, Daddy," she says, already shifting her position on the bed. "Been waiting to do this since I got here."
She sits up and maneuvers herself so she's facing you, those long legs extending toward where you're positioned. Jennie reluctantly releases your cock, giving it one last stroke before she moves aside to give Rosé room to work. You position yourself better, sitting back slightly, your hard cock standing straight up, waiting.
Rosé brings her feet up, and the first touch of her soles against your shaft makes you suck in a sharp breath. The skin of her feet is impossibly soft from all that worship, still wet with your saliva, and when she presses them together with your cock sandwiched between, the sensation is incredible.
"Fuck," you breathe out, watching as those white-painted toes flex, as her arches curve around your length.
"Feel good, Daddy?" Rosé asks, and there's this innocent tone to her question that contrasts perfectly with what she's doing.
"You know it does," you reply, your hands gripping the sheets beside you.
She starts moving, sliding her feet up and down your cock, and the pressure is perfect. Not too hard, not too soft, just enough friction to make every nerve ending fire. She knows exactly what she's doing, years of practice evident in every movement. Her feet work in tandem, one sliding up while the other slides down, creating this constant stimulation that has your hips wanting to thrust up.
"Been practicing," Rosé says with a little smirk. "Even when we were on tour, I'd think about doing this to you. About how hard you'd get for my feet."
"Thought about it constantly," you admit, watching her work. The visual is almost as good as the physical sensation, seeing your cock appear and disappear between those perfect soles, those white nails catching the light each time.
Jennie moves closer, kneeling beside you, her eyes fixed on where Rosé's feet are stroking your shaft. "Look at her go," Jennie says, impressed. "Our Rosie's gotten so good at this."
"Told you I've been practicing," Rosé replies, a hint of pride in her words. She adjusts her angle slightly, and now she's using the balls of her feet more, grinding against your cock in a way that makes your abs tighten.
Jennie leans in, and without warning, she spits directly onto your cock. The saliva lands on your shaft and starts dripping down, and Rosé immediately uses it, spreading it with her feet, creating more slickness for her strokes. The wet sounds get louder, more obscene, filling the room.
"That's it," Jennie encourages, spitting again, this time hitting closer to your tip. "Get his cock nice and wet, baby."
Rosé giggles at that, working the additional lubrication into her rhythm. Her feet slide easier now, faster, and she's got this concentrated look on her face like she's performing, like she's determined to make this the best footjob you've ever had.
"How's it feel, Daddy?" she asks again, her toes curling around your tip on the upstroke. "Better than you remembered?"
"So much better," you groan. "Missed these perfect fucking feet."
Jennie settles back slightly, and you notice her hand has moved between her own legs. She's touching herself, fingers working over her clit as she watches Rosé pleasure you with her feet. Her other hand comes up to play with her own tits, pinching her nipple, and she's making these soft sounds of appreciation.
"Getting yourself off watching us?" you ask Jennie, momentarily distracted from Rosé's work.
"Can't help it," Jennie replies breathlessly. "Watching Rosie work your cock like that, seeing how hard you are, how much you love it. So fucking hot."
Rosé picks up her pace, clearly spurred on by Jennie's words and the attention. Her feet move faster, the pressure increasing, and she's alternating techniques now. Sometimes she presses them together tightly, creating a tunnel for you to fuck. Other times she lets them slide more loosely, teasing, her arches caressing your length. Then she'll focus on your tip, her toes wrapping around it, squeezing and releasing.
"You're so big," Rosé says, her breathing getting heavier from the effort. "Can barely wrap my feet around you properly."
"Doing a perfect job though," you assure her, reaching out to run your hand up her calf, feeling the muscle there flexing as she works.
She changes position slightly, bringing one foot down to the base of your cock while the other focuses on stroking up and down your shaft. The sole of her foot drags along your length, and the texture combined with the softness is mind-blowing. When she reaches your tip, she uses her toes to massage around your head, paying special attention to that sensitive spot on the underside.
"Right there," you grunt. "Fuck, just like that."
Jennie spits again, more saliva adding to the mess, and Rosé spreads it with expert movements. Your cock is absolutely drenched now, glistening, and the slide of her feet is effortless. The wet, slick sounds are filthy, mixing with Jennie's quiet moans as she continues touching herself and your own heavy breathing.
"Love this," Rosé says, biting her lower lip as she works. "Love feeling how hard you are, how you twitch when I hit the right spots."
"Been doing this for years," you say, watching her. "You know every trick in the book by now."
"Learned from the best," she replies with a wink, and then she does this thing where she twists her feet in opposite directions as she strokes up, creating a spiral sensation that nearly makes your eyes roll back.
Jennie is properly fingering herself now, two fingers pumping in and out while her thumb works her clit. "Gonna make me cum just watching," she says, her thighs trembling slightly. "This is so hot."
Rosé brings her feet together again, sandwiching your cock between her soles, and does this undulating motion, like a wave traveling up from your base to your tip. It's hypnotic to watch, the way her feet move, the muscles in her legs flexing.
"Could do this all night," Rosé says, sounding almost dreamy. "Just stroking your cock with my feet while you watch me."
"Would let you," you reply honestly. "Would lay here and let you work me for hours."
She switches techniques again, this time using one foot to hold your cock steady against your stomach while the other foot rubs along the underside, from your balls all the way to your tip. The pressure against that ridge of nerves along your shaft is intense, and you find yourself gripping the sheets tighter.
Jennie leans in to spit on your cock again, but this time she stays close, her face right near where Rosé's feet are working. "Wish I could taste him right now," Jennie says, her fingers still busy between her legs. "Wanna lick his cock while you stroke it with your feet."
"Later," Rosé says, a bit possessive. "He's mine right now."
"So greedy," Jennie teases, but she backs off, going back to her spot where she can watch and touch herself.
Rosé's feet move faster, both of them stroking together now in perfect synchronization. Up and down, up and down, her heels pressing into your balls on the downstroke before sliding all the way up to massage your tip. She's gotten a bit of a rhythm going where she twists slightly at the top, making your cockhead slide between her arches, and the sensation is unreal.
"Daddy," she says, and there's this needy quality to how she says it. "Tell me I'm doing good. Tell me my feet feel amazing."
"You're perfect, baby," you assure her, one hand reaching out to grip her ankle, feeling her pulse racing there. "Best footjob I've ever had. These feet were made to stroke my cock."
She beams at the praise, clearly pleased, and her efforts double. Her legs must be getting tired by now, but she doesn't show it, doesn't slow down. If anything, she's more determined, more focused on giving you pleasure.
"Look at how hard he still is," Jennie observes as she works herself closer to her own orgasm. "Even after everything, still rock solid."
"That's because I take care of him," Rosé replies, and there's definitely some competition there, some need to prove she's the best at this particular skill.
Your cock throbs between her feet, precum leaking steadily now, adding to the mess of saliva and natural lubrication. Every stroke feels like paradise, but you need more. Need a different view, a different angle. "Rosie," you say, your hand tightening on her ankle. "Turn around for me, baby. Get on your hands and knees."
Rosé's eyes widen slightly, understanding immediately what you want, and that sweet smile gets a wicked edge to it. "Want to see my ass while I work your cock, Daddy?"
"Exactly that," you confirm. "Want to watch those pretty feet stroke me while I look at that perfect ass."
"Such a pervert," she teases, but she's already moving, repositioning herself. She turns around, getting on her hands and knees, and then looks back over her shoulder at you with that knowing expression. "Like this?"
The view is absolutely spectacular. Rosé's ass is right there, tight and perfect, those lean muscles of her thighs leading up to cheeks that are just the right amount of firm and soft. Her back curves beautifully, that tiny waist making everything else look even more pronounced. And between her legs, you can see her pussy, pink and glistening, already wet from all the arousal. Even her asshole is visible from this angle, that tight pink pucker that you know feels incredible.
"Fuck yes, just like that," you groan, your cock twitching at the sight.
Rosé reaches back with both feet, finding your cock again without even having to look. Years of practice mean she knows exactly where you are, exactly how to position herself. Her soles press against your shaft, and she starts that stroking motion again, but now you get to watch her ass flex and move with each motion of her legs.
"This better, Daddy?" she asks, glancing back at you. "Like watching my ass while I stroke you?"
"Perfect," you manage, completely mesmerized. Every time her feet slide up your cock, her ass shifts slightly, muscles contracting. You can see everything, the way her pussy lips are swollen and parted, the wetness coating them, the way her asshole clenches whenever she adjusts her position.
Jennie is still beside you, and she's watching too, her fingers still working between her own legs, but slower now, like she's trying to draw it out. When she sees the new position, she grins and moves closer to Rosé.
"Look at this view," Jennie says, her free hand reaching out to run over Rosé's ass cheek. "So fucking pretty."
She gives Rosé's ass a light spank, and the sound cracks through the room. Rosé gasps, her feet faltering for just a second on your cock before she gets back into rhythm.
"Jennie," Rosé protests, but there's laughter in it.
"What?" Jennie replies innocently, doing it again, watching the flesh ripple. "Can't help myself. You've got such a great ass."
Your cock throbs between Rosé's feet as you watch Jennie play with her. Her feet continue their work, and she's gotten into a new rhythm with this position, using her flexibility to really drive her feet down your length. On the downstroke, her heels press against your balls before she slides back up, her arches molding around your shaft.
"Feels so good," you tell her, your breathing getting heavier. "Can see everything from here, baby. Can see how wet your pussy is."
"That's from you, Daddy," Rosé says, her own breathing a bit labored from the position and the effort. "From thinking about what you're gonna do to me after."
Jennie's hands are both on Rosé's ass now, groping, squeezing, playing with the firm flesh. She spanks her again, harder this time, and Rosé moans, her feet pressing tighter around your cock in response.
"Love playing with your ass," Jennie says, kneading the cheeks. "So perfect and tight."
Then Jennie does something that makes your cock leak even more precum. She grabs both of Rosé's ass cheeks and spreads them apart, pulling them open to expose everything. Rosé's pussy is now completely visible, pink and dripping, her opening clenching around nothing. Her asshole is stretched slightly from the spreading, that tight ring of muscle on full display.
"Look at that," Jennie says, almost in awe. "Daddy, look what I'm showing you."
"Jennie," Rosé whines, embarrassed but clearly turned on too. Her feet never stop moving on your cock though, still stroking, still working you.
You can't tear your eyes away. Having Rosé's most intimate parts exposed like this while she gives you a footjob is unbelievably hot. "Fucking beautiful," you say, your hips starting to shift involuntarily. "Every part of you, Rosie."
Jennie keeps Rosé's ass spread, and then she leans in and presses a kiss right on one cheek, soft and affectionate. "Our pretty baby," she murmurs against the skin.
Rosé makes this sound that's half giggle, half moan, and her feet squeeze your cock in response. You can see her pussy getting wetter, a bead of arousal dripping down toward her clit.
"Daddy's getting close, isn't he?" Jennie observes, finally releasing Rosé's ass but not before giving it one more appreciative squeeze. "Can see it in the way his cock is throbbing."
She's right. The orgasm is building now, that familiar tension coiling at the base of your spine. Rosé's feet feel incredible, but you need more. Need to take control.
"Rosie," you say, your hands moving to grip her ankles. "Keep those feet right there, baby. Gonna fuck them."
"Yes, Daddy," she responds immediately, holding her feet steady, keeping them pressed together to create that perfect channel.
You start moving your hips, thrusting up into the space between her soles. The first thrust makes you both groan, the sensation intensifying now that you're the one controlling the pace. You pull back and thrust again, harder, fucking her feet like you'd fuck her pussy.
"Oh fuck," Rosé moans, her arms shaking slightly from holding her position. "Daddy, yes, use my feet."
You pick up speed, your hips driving up into her feet over and over. Your precum and Jennie's saliva creating so much slickness that there's no friction, just smooth, intense pleasure. You can see Rosé's ass bouncing slightly with each thrust, can see her pussy clenching, getting more desperate.
"That's it," Jennie encourages, her hand back between her own legs, rubbing frantically now. "Fuck her feet, Daddy. Use them."
Your grip tightens on Rosé's ankles, holding her steady as you pound into her feet. The pleasure is building fast now, that point of no return approaching. Every thrust sends sparks through your nervous system, and watching Rosé's body respond, watching her present herself to you like this, is pushing you right to the edge.
"Gonna cum," you warn, your thrusts becoming erratic. "Gonna cover these pretty feet, baby."
"Please," Rosé begs, looking back at you with desperate eyes. "Want your cum on my feet, Daddy. Need to feel it."
That does it. Your orgasm hits hard, pleasure exploding through your entire body. Your cock pulses between her feet, and then you're cumming, thick ropes of white shooting out. The first hits the bottom of her feet, hot and heavy. You keep thrusting, keep fucking her feet through your orgasm, and more cum erupts, coating her soles, dripping between her toes, getting all over those white-painted nails.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you grunt, your hips jerking with each pulse. There's so much cum, more than you expected even after that first orgasm earlier, and it just keeps coming, covering Rosé's feet completely, some of it dripping down onto the bed.
Rosé is moaning softly, these breathy little sounds of appreciation. "So hot," she says, her feet flexing slightly in your grip. "Your cum feels so good on my skin, Daddy. So warm."
You give a few more weak thrusts, milking out every last drop, until you're completely spent. Your cock is still twitching, still hard despite having just cum, and Rosé's feet are absolutely drenched in your release.
When you finally release her ankles, Rosé carefully lowers her feet, and you can see the full extent of the mess. Her soles are covered, cum dripping from her arches, coating her toes, some of it already starting to dry on her skin. The white nail polish is completely glazed over now.
"Made such a mess of me," Rosé says, but she sounds pleased about it.
Jennie crawls over immediately, that hungry look in her eyes. "Let me help with that," she says, and before Rosé can respond, Jennie's tongue is on her foot, licking a long stripe up her sole.
"Jennie!" Rosé squeals, trying to pull her foot away on instinct, but Jennie holds it firm.
"Stay still," Jennie exclaims, but she's grinning. "Can't waste Daddy's cum. Gotta clean you up properly."
She licks again, gathering cum on her tongue, and Rosé is giggling now because Jennie's tongue tickles on the sensitive skin of her feet. Every time Jennie licks, Rosé tries to jerk away, but Jennie just holds tighter.
"Stop, it tickles," Rosé protests through her laughter, but she's not trying that hard to escape.
"Then hold still," Jennie replies, moving to Rosé's toes now. She sucks each one into her mouth, cleaning the cum off thoroughly, and Rosé is squirming, laughing, making these adorable sounds.
You watch the scene with a satisfied smile, still coming down from your orgasm. Jennie is meticulous, licking every drop of cum from Rosé's feet, between her toes, along her arches. Sometimes she hits a particularly ticklish spot and Rosé almost kicks her, but Jennie just laughs and keeps going.
"You're evil," Rosé says, still giggling uncontrollably as Jennie works on her other foot now.
"You love it," Jennie counters, and it's true because Rosé isn't actually trying to stop her.
When Jennie finally finishes, Rosé's feet are clean and glistening with saliva instead of cum. Jennie licks her lips, satisfied with her work.
"All clean," Jennie announces proudly.
"About time," Rosé says, finally able to relax. She shifts to sit properly, stretching her legs out. "My feet are so sensitive now."
"Good," you say, reaching out to run your hand up her leg. "Means they're ready for round two later."
Your cock is still rock hard, standing straight up despite having just painted Rosé's feet with cum. That's what these girls do to you, what they've always done. Years of this and your body still responds to them like it's the first time, always ready, always wanting more. You shift on the bed, moving to lie flat on your back against the pillows, and both girls watch you. They know what's coming, can read your body language after all this time together.
"Come here," you say. "Both of you."
Rosé moves first, crawling between your spread thighs, her eyes fixed on your cock like it's exactly what she needs. Her blonde hair falls around her face as she positions herself, and she's already reaching down to wrap her hand around your shaft, giving it a few appreciative strokes.
"Still so hard for us, Daddy," she says, biting her lip as she lines you up with her entrance. "Even after cumming twice already."
"That's because you two are fucking incredible," you reply, your hands moving to grip her slim hips.
Jennie crawls up the bed from the other direction, moving until she's straddling your chest, her knees on either side of your body. When she shifts higher, bringing that perfect ass closer to your face, you can see her pussy glistening with arousal, can smell her want. She's been touching herself this whole time, watching you with Rosé, and she's absolutely soaked.
"Need this so bad," Jennie says, positioning herself right above your face. "Need your tongue, Daddy."
You grip her thighs, pulling her down. "Then sit on my face and take it."
The moment Jennie lowers herself onto your mouth, Rosé sinks down onto your cock. The dual sensation hits you at once, Jennie's wet pussy pressing against your lips while your shaft gets enveloped in Rosé's tight, hot cunt. Both sensations are overwhelming, perfect, exactly what you need.
Rosé bottoms out with a long moan, taking every inch of you inside her. "Oh fuck," she breathes, and you feel her walls clenching around you. "Missed this cock so much, Daddy. Missed being full of you."
You can't respond verbally because your mouth is occupied, your tongue already working through Jennie's folds, but you thrust your hips up in response, making Rosé gasp. Your hands squeeze Jennie's thighs as you eat her out, tongue sliding from her clit all the way back to her entrance, tasting her thoroughly.
"That's it," Jennie moans above you, starting to rock her hips. "Lick my pussy just like that."
Rosé begins to move, lifting herself up until just your tip remains inside her before dropping back down. The wet sound of her pussy taking your cock fills the room, mixing with Jennie's moans and your own muffled groans against Jennie's cunt. Rosé's hands brace on your chest for leverage, and you can feel her nails digging in slightly as she picks up her pace.
"So deep," Rosé pants, riding you with increasing enthusiasm. "Hits so perfect like this, Daddy. Right where I need it."
You flick your tongue rapidly over Jennie's clit, and her thighs squeeze your head in response. She's grinding down on your face now, coating your chin with her wetness, using your mouth for her pleasure. Your nose presses against her, breathing in her scent, and you love every second of it.
"Fuck his face, Jennie," Rosé encourages between moans, her rhythm steady as she bounces on your cock. "Use his tongue."
"Trust me, I am," Jennie replies, her breathing ragged. "His tongue feels so fucking good."
You can't see anything from this position, Jennie's ass blocking your view, but you can feel everything. Can feel the way Rosé's pussy grips your cock with each stroke, the way her inner walls ripple and squeeze. Can feel Jennie's thighs trembling against your head, the way her pussy clenches when your tongue hits that perfect spot. Can hear both of them moaning, encouraging each other, falling into that synchronized rhythm they have.
Rosé's pace increases, her ass slapping against your thighs as she rides you harder. "Love your cock, Daddy," she says. "Love how it stretches me, fills me up completely."
You thrust up to meet her movements, driving deeper, and she cries out. Your hands slide from Jennie's thighs to her ass, gripping those perfect cheeks and spreading them as you devour her pussy. Your tongue pushes inside her entrance, fucking her with it, and Jennie's entire body shudders.
"Right there," Jennie gasps, grinding down harder. "Don't stop, don't fucking stop."
You don't. You keep your tongue working, alternating between fucking into her pussy and licking up to circle her clit. She tastes incredible, sweet and tangy, and you can't get enough. Above you, you hear the wet sounds of kissing and realize that Jennie and Rosé must be making out while they use your body.
"You feel so good riding his cock," Jennie says between kisses. "Look so hot bouncing on him like that."
"You look hot riding his face," Rosé replies breathlessly. "Wish I could see how he's eating you out."
"He's being so good," Jennie confirms, reaching back to run her fingers through your hair. "Such a good Daddy, licking my pussy just how I like it."
The praise sends a jolt through you, makes your cock throb inside Rosé, and she moans at the sensation. Her riding becomes more erratic, more desperate, and you know she's getting close. "Gonna cum on your cock, Daddy," Rosé warns, her nails definitely leaving marks on your chest now. "Can't hold it anymore."
You grab Jennie's hips and pull her down harder onto your face, sucking her clit into your mouth and flicking it rapidly with your tongue. She practically screams, her thighs clamping around your head, and you can feel her getting close too. Rosé's movements become frantic, her hips rolling and bouncing, taking you deep over and over.
"Fuck, fuck, Daddy, I'm cumming," she cries out, and then her pussy is spasming around your cock, gripping you so tight it's almost painful. Her whole body shakes as the orgasm rips through her, and she keeps riding through it, prolonging the pleasure.
The feeling of Rosé cumming on your cock, combined with Jennie's taste flooding your mouth, is almost enough to push you over the edge too, but you hold back. You're not done with them yet, not even close. Jennie's thighs are trembling hard now, her pussy getting wetter by the second.
"Close," she pants. "So fucking close."
You double your efforts, your tongue working overtime on her clit, and that's all it takes. Jennie grinds down hard on your face and cums with a long, loud moan. Her pussy pulses against your mouth, more wetness coating your lips and chin, and you lick her through every wave of her orgasm. Both girls are shaking, coming down from their highs, but neither of them moves. Rosé is still seated on your cock, which is still buried deep inside her, hard as steel. Jennie is still on your face, letting you gently lick her oversensitive pussy as aftershocks run through her.
"Fuck," Rosé breathes, leaning forward slightly. "That was intense."
"So good," Jennie agrees, finally lifting herself off your face enough that you can breathe properly and see again.
Your face is absolutely covered in Jennie's arousal, and you lick your lips, savoring her taste. "Both of you taste and feel incredible," you say, your hands running up and down Rosé's thighs. "Now, switch," you order, giving Rosé's hip a squeeze. "Want Jennie on my cock now."
Both girls respond immediately, that well-practiced coordination making the transition seamless. Rosé lifts herself off your cock with a wet sound, your shaft slipping out of her pussy, still covered in her cream. She moves up your body while Jennie shifts down, their bodies sliding past each other casually.
"My turn," Jennie says, her hand already wrapping around your cock as she positions herself. "Been waiting to feel this inside me again."
Rosé settles over your face, her thighs on either side of your head, and you immediately get a face full of her pussy. You can see how swollen and pink she is, how your cock just fucked her, how wet she still is. Her blonde hair falls around her as she looks down at you, and there's this sweet but hungry expression on her face.
"Ready for me, Daddy?" Rosé asks, hovering just above your mouth.
Instead of answering, you grab her hips and pull her down onto your face. Your tongue immediately finds her clit, and she gasps, her hands shooting out to brace on the headboard above you. She tastes like herself mixed with you, that combination of her arousal and your precum. At the same time, Jennie sinks down onto your cock, taking you in one smooth motion until she's fully seated. "Oh fuck yes," she moans, her head falling back as she adjusts to your size. "Missed this cock so fucking much."
You thrust up into her in response, making her cry out, and your tongue works through Rosé's folds, licking up every drop of wetness you can find. Rosé's thighs are already trembling against your head, still sensitive from her recent orgasm, and every touch of your tongue makes her shake.
Jennie starts moving, grinding down on you, rolling her hips in these slow, deliberate circles. Her pussy grips you tight, hot and perfect, and you can feel every inch of her around your shaft. She's wetter than Rosé was, having had more time to get worked up, and the slide is absolutely effortless.
"God, you feel amazing," Jennie says, her hands coming up to play with her own tits, pinching her nipples. "So big inside me, stretching me out."
Rosé is rocking her hips now too, riding your face, her pussy sliding against your mouth and chin. "Daddy's tongue is so good," she breathes, looking down to watch you eat her out. "Knows exactly how to lick me."
You flick your tongue rapidly over Rosé's clit before dipping lower to push inside her entrance, tasting her more deeply. She whimpers, her grip on the headboard tightening, and you can feel her trying not to put her full weight on your face, always considerate even when she's lost in pleasure.
Jennie's pace picks up, bouncing on your cock now, her ass slapping against your thighs with each drop. "Fuck, Daddy," she moans, and there's this edge to it, this desperation. "Missed you so much. Missed this."
"Tell him," Rosé encourages between gasps as your tongue works her over. "Tell Daddy how much you missed him."
"Every fucking day," Jennie says, riding you harder. "Every night on tour, I'd think about this. About your cock inside me, about how good you make me feel."
You thrust up to meet her movements, driving deeper, and Jennie practically screams. Her pussy clenches around you, rippling along your length, and you can tell she's already building toward another orgasm despite having just cum.
Your hands slide from Rosé's hips to her ass, gripping those tight cheeks and spreading them slightly as you eat her out more aggressively. Your tongue alternates between her clit and her entrance, never giving her a moment to catch her breath, keeping the stimulation constant and overwhelming.
"So close again," Rosé whimpers, her hips moving faster on your face. "Gonna cum on your tongue, Daddy."
"Do it," you manage to say against her pussy. "Cum for me, baby."
Jennie leans forward, bracing her hands on Rosé's thighs, and the angle change makes your cock hit different spots inside her. "Fuck, that's perfect," Jennie groans, her bouncing becoming more erratic. "Right there, hitting so deep."
The visual of them together must be incredible from any other angle. Jennie riding your cock hard, tits bouncing with each movement, while Rosé grinds on your face, both of them lost in pleasure, both of them using your body to get off. They're close enough now that they could kiss, and you feel Rosé's body shift as they do exactly that.
"Love you," you hear Rosé murmur against Jennie's lips.
"Love you too," Jennie replies between kisses. "Love watching you ride his face."
Your cock is throbbing inside Jennie, the pleasure building but not quite reaching that critical point yet. You've got stamina now after those first two orgasms, can last longer, can enjoy this properly without worrying about cumming too fast. It means you can focus on making them feel good, on using your tongue and cock to pull as many orgasms from them as possible.
Rosé's thighs suddenly clamp around your head, and her pussy pulses against your mouth as she cums again. It's a smaller orgasm than before but no less intense, her whole body going rigid for a few seconds before relaxing. She rides it out on your face, grinding down, coating your lips and chin with even more wetness.
"Good girl," you say when she lifts up slightly, giving you room to breathe. "Love making you cum on my tongue."
"Love cumming on it," Rosé replies breathlessly, then shifts slightly to give you better access to continue.
Jennie is getting close too, you can feel it in the way her pussy is fluttering around your cock, in the way her movements are becoming less controlled. "Gonna make me cum too," she pants, bouncing frantically now. "This cock feels too fucking good, Daddy."
You grab her hips with one hand, keeping the other on Rosé's ass, and start really fucking up into Jennie. Hard, deep thrusts that make her entire body jolt with each one. The sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the room, combining with both girls' moans and the wet sounds of your tongue still working through Rosé's pussy.
"Yes, yes, fuck me just like that," Jennie begs, her walls clenching tighter. "Use me, Daddy. Use your little slut."
The way Jennie begs for more pushes you to fuck her harder, your hips driving up with enough force to lift her slightly each time. Jennie's hands are back on her tits, pulling and pinching her nipples almost roughly, and you know she's right on the edge. Rosé leans forward to kiss Jennie again, swallowing her moans, and that intimate moment between them combined with the way Jennie's pussy is gripping you is almost enough to make you lose control. But you hold back, wanting to drag this out, wanting to give them more.
"Cumming," Jennie gasps against Rosé's lips, and then she's there, her orgasm slamming into her. Her pussy convulses around your cock, squeezing so tight it borders on painful, and she stops moving entirely, just sitting there impaled on you while waves of pleasure wrack her body. You keep thrusting up into her through it, prolonging her orgasm, making her feel every second of it. Your tongue doesn't stop on Rosé either, keeping her riding that edge, keeping her stimulated and desperate.
When Jennie finally comes down, she's shaking, barely holding herself up. "Holy fuck," she breathes. "That was intense."
"Not done yet," you tell them both, taking on a more serious tone, your cock still rock hard inside Jennie. "Time to really fuck you both."
Both girls know exactly what that means. They've heard that tone before, know what's coming when you get serious like this. Rosé lifts herself off your face, her thighs still trembling, and Jennie climbs off your cock with a wet sound that makes all three of you groan.
You sit up, every muscle in your body coiled and ready, and your eyes lock on Rosé. She's smaller, more delicate, and you want her first. Without a word, you grab her by the waist and maneuver her onto her back in the center of the bed. She goes willingly, that sweet smile on her face even though her eyes are hazy with lust.
"Daddy," she breathes as you position yourself between her legs.
You grab her ankles, lifting her legs up and spreading them wide, exposing her completely. Her pussy is absolutely drenched, pink and swollen from the orgasms you've already given her, and you can see her clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled again.
"Look at you," you say, running one hand up her inner thigh. "So wet for me, baby. Such a perfect little pussy."
"Need you," Rosé whimpers, trying to shift her hips closer. "Please, Daddy."
Jennie moves to lie beside Rosé, propping herself up on one elbow so she can reach over. Her hands immediately go to Rosé's chest, cupping those small, perky tits, thumbs brushing over hard nipples.
"Gonna watch him wreck you," Jennie says, a wicked grin on her face as she pinches one of Rosé's nipples lightly. Rosé gasps at the sensation, arching slightly into Jennie's touch.
"Do it," she says, looking up at you with those big eyes. "Fuck me, Daddy. I can take it."
You line yourself up, your cockhead pressing against her entrance, and the heat radiating from her is incredible. You push in slowly, just the tip at first, and Rosé's entire body tenses. She's so sensitive from cumming already, and you can see it in the way her face scrunches up, pleasure mixing with overstimulation.
"Oh fuck," Rosé moans, her hands gripping the sheets. "So big, Daddy. Always so big."
You push in further, inch by inch, stretching her open around your cock. Her pussy is gripping you so tight it's almost difficult to move, her inner walls fluttering and clenching with every bit of progress you make. When you bottom out, fully seated inside her, you both groan.
"Taking all of Daddy's cock," Jennie says, still playing with Rosé's tits, rolling her nipples between her fingers. "Such a good girl."
"So full," Rosé pants, her eyes rolling back slightly. "Can feel you so deep."
You start moving, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, setting a slow rhythm. Each thrust makes Rosé's small tits bounce slightly in Jennie's hands, makes her entire body shift up the bed before you pull her back down by her legs.
"Sensitive?" you ask, even though you already know the answer.
"Yes," Rosé admits. "But don't stop. Want you to fuck me anyway."
"That's my girl," you say, picking up your pace slightly. "Taking it even when it's too much."
Jennie leans down to kiss Rosé, swallowing her moans as you fuck into her. One of Jennie's hands stays on Rosé's tit while the other slides down her stomach, feeling the slight bulge your cock makes with each deep thrust.
"Can feel him inside you," Jennie says against Rosé's lips. "Feel how deep he's going."
Rosé just whimpers in response, too lost in sensation to form words. Her legs are shaking in your grip, and you adjust your angle slightly, making sure to hit that spot inside her that you know drives her crazy. The reaction is immediate, her back arching off the bed, a cry tearing from her throat.
"Right there," she manages to gasp out. "Daddy, right there, please."
You maintain that angle, thrusting steadily, not too fast yet but with enough force to make your hips slap against her ass. Jennie's mouth moves from Rosé's lips to her neck, sucking marks into the pale skin there.
"Love watching you get fucked," Jennie murmurs. "Love seeing how Daddy stretches your tight little pussy."
"Can't," Rosé starts, her breathing ragged. "Can't take much more."
"Yes you can," you tell her firmly, your grip on her legs tightening. "You're going to take everything I give you, baby."
You start fucking her harder, faster, your control slipping slightly as her pussy grips you so perfectly. Each thrust drives deeper, and Rosé is practically sobbing now, pleasure overwhelming her overstimulated body. Her hands are fisted in the sheets, her head thrown back, and she's making these broken sounds that tell you she's right on the edge again.
"Gonna cum again," she warns, her whole body tensing. "Daddy, I'm gonna cum."
"Do it," you exclaim, angling your hips to hit that spot even harder. "Cum on my cock, babe."
Jennie pinches both of Rosé's nipples at the same time, and that combined with your relentless thrusting sends her over. Her pussy clamps down on you like a vice, spasming and pulsing, and her scream echoes through the room. You fuck her through it, not letting up, drawing out her orgasm until she's trembling uncontrollably. When the waves finally subside, Rosé is limp on the bed, gasping for breath, looking absolutely wrecked. You're still buried inside her, still rock hard, and you keep fucking Rosé without slowing down.
"Daddy, wait," she pleads, her hands coming up to press against your chest. "Too sensitive, I can't."
"Yes you can," you tell her, not slowing down at all. "You're going to take it, baby. Gonna fill this tight little pussy up."
"Oh god," Rosé whimpers, her head thrashing on the pillow as you fuck into her relentlessly. Her pussy is even wetter now, absolutely creamy from her orgasm, and the slide is effortless. Every thrust makes obscene wet sounds, and you can feel how she's clenching around you involuntarily, her body oversensitive and overwhelmed.
Jennie watches with hungry eyes, her hand still playing with Rosé's tit. "Give it to her, Daddy," Jennie encourages, eager. "Fill her up. Give Rosie that creampie."
"Please," Rosé gasps, and you're not sure if she's begging you to stop or keep going. "Please, Daddy, it's too much."
"Gonna cum inside you," you grunt, your pace picking up. "Gonna pump you full of my cum, baby."
Rosé's legs are shaking violently in your grip, her whole body trembling as you pound into her. The overstimulation is clearly intense, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, but she's not using her safeword, not actually asking you to stop. She trusts you, trusts that you'll give her what she needs even when it feels like too much.
"Take it," you say, each word punctuated by a hard thrust. "Take Daddy's cock."
"I am," Rosé sobs, her nails digging into your forearms. "I'm taking it, Daddy."
Jennie leans down to kiss Rosé's neck, whispering encouragement. "You're doing so good, baby. Gonna look so pretty with his cum leaking out of you."
The image that conjures pushes you closer to the edge. You can feel your orgasm building, that familiar tension coiling at the base of your spine. Rosé's pussy is gripping you so perfectly, hot and tight and absolutely drenched, and every thrust sends pleasure shooting through your entire body.
"Getting close," you warn, your rhythm becoming more erratic. "Gonna fill you up, Rosie."
"Yes, please," Rosé begs, and now she's definitely asking you to cum. "Need you to cum, Daddy. Please cum inside me."
"Want it so bad, don't you?" you tease, even as you're fucking into her harder. "Want my cum deep in this pretty pussy."
"Yes," she cries, her back arching. "Want it so bad, Daddy. Please, I need it."
Jennie pinches Rosé's nipple hard. "Beg better," she demands. "Show Daddy how much you need his cum."
"Please, Daddy!" Rosé sobs. "Please cum in me. Fill my pussy, make me yours. I need your cum so bad, need to feel it inside me."
That does it. Your orgasm hits you hard and you bury yourself as deep as possible inside Rosé's pussy. Your cock pulses, and then you're cumming hard, thick ropes of cum shooting directly into her womb. You keep thrusting through it, fucking your cum deeper into her, making sure every drop stays inside.
"Fuck, yes," you groan, your grip on her legs bruising as you empty yourself completely. "Taking all of it, baby."
Rosé is making these soft whimpering sounds, her pussy clenching around you with each pulse of your cock. You can feel your cum flooding her, filling her up completely, and when you finally still, both of you are panting hard.
"So full," Rosé breathes, her eyes glassy. "Can feel it so deep inside me."
You stay buried in her for a moment longer, both of you catching your breath, before you finally pull out. The sight is immediately obscene: your cum starts leaking out of her stretched pussy, thick and white against her pink folds. Rosé whimpers at the sensation, her hips twitching.
"Beautiful," Jennie says, reaching down to run her fingers through the mess, pushing some of the cum back inside Rosé. "Look at how good Daddy filled you up."
Rosé is completely wrecked, lying limp on the bed, her chest heaving. Your cum is steadily dripping out of her, pooling on the sheets beneath her ass, and she looks absolutely satisfied despite the overstimulation.
"My turn now," Jennie says, her tone making it clear she won't wait any longer. "Need you to fuck me just like that, Daddy. Need you to cum in me too."
"On all fours," you say, and Jennie's grin is wicked as she complies immediately.
She gets into position, that perfect ass raised in the air, her back arched beautifully. She looks back at you over her shoulder, biting her lip.
"Ready for you, Daddy," Jennie says, wiggling her hips enticingly. "Come wreck me.”
You bring your hand down hard on Jennie's ass, the sharp crack echoing through the room. She gasps, her back arching more, pushing that perfect ass higher into the air. The flesh jiggles from the impact, and you can already see the faint outline of your handprint forming on her skin.
"Ready for your punishment?" you ask, positioning yourself behind her, your cock already starting to harden again just from the sight of her presented like this.
"Yes, Daddy," Jennie replies, looking back at you with those challenging eyes. "Give it to me."
Your cock is still recovering from that intense orgasm, only semi-hard, but the moment you line yourself up with Jennie's dripping pussy and push inside, you can feel yourself getting harder with each inch. Her heat surrounds you, her walls gripping tight, and by the time you're fully seated inside her, you're rock solid again.
"Fuck," Jennie moans, her fingers gripping the sheets. "Always so big, Daddy."
You start with slow, measured thrusts, letting your cock fully harden inside her, getting used to the sensation. Jennie's ass looks incredible from this angle, those perfect cheeks spread slightly, her back curved just right, her dark hair falling over one shoulder as she looks back at you. Rosé has recovered enough to sit up, leaning against the headboard with a satisfied smirk on her face. "You know," she starts, teasing, "Jennie was so slutty on tour."
Jennie laughs breathlessly. "Was not."
"Oh please," Rosé continues. "Flashing the crowd your bra merch constantly, showing off. And all that twerking, practically throwing your ass in everyone's faces."
You thrust a bit harder, making Jennie gasp. "That true?" you ask. "You putting on a show for everyone while I wasn't there?"
"Maybe," Jennie admits, and there's this proud edge to it. "Knew you'd see the videos. Knew you'd watch."
"Such a tease," you say, your hand coming down on her ass again, harder this time. The sound is sharp and Jennie cries out, pleasure mixed with the sting.
"Love showing off," Jennie says, her breathing getting heavier as you pick up your pace. "Love knowing you're watching, getting jealous."
Rosé giggles. "She does it on purpose, Daddy. Wants to get you all worked up."
"Is that right?" You slap her other cheek now, matching the handprint on the first. "Wanted to make me jealous?"
"Yes," Jennie admits without shame, pushing back against your thrusts. "Wanted you to think about me, want me, miss me."
"Well it worked," you tell her, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. "And now you're gonna get punished for being such a slutty little tease."
"Good," Jennie moans. "Punish me, Daddy. Show me what happens when I'm bad."
Rosé is properly enjoying the show now, her hand sliding between her legs despite how sensitive she still is. "Fuck her hard, Daddy," she encourages. "Make her scream. Teach our slutty Jennie a lesson."
You don't need more encouragement than that. Your hand comes down on Jennie's ass repeatedly, alternating cheeks, each slap harder than the last. Her skin is turning pink, then red, and you can see the clear outlines of your handprints covering her ass. Jennie is making these desperate sounds with each impact, her pussy clenching around your cock.
"Count them," you command, landing another sharp slap.
"One," Jennie gasps.
Another slap, harder. "Two."
You keep going, your hand raining down on her ass while you maintain steady thrusts into her pussy. By the time you reach ten, Jennie's ass is marked beautifully, red and raw, and she's practically sobbing with need. "Such a good slut," you say, running your hand over the heated skin. "Taking your punishment so well."
"Love it," Jennie admits, her whole body trembling. "Love when you mark me up, Daddy."
You grab a fistful of her dark hair and pull, making her back arch even more, her head pulling back. The new angle lets you drive deeper, and Jennie screams.
"This what you wanted?" you growl, starting to fuck her with real force now. Your hips slam against her abused ass, making her cry out with each impact, the already sensitive skin getting more stimulation. "Wanted me to fuck you like this?"
"Yes," Jennie practically screams. "Fuck me hard, Daddy. Use me."
You pull her hair harder, using it as leverage to pound into her relentlessly. You're not holding back anymore, giving her everything, fucking her with maximum force.
"Look at you," Rosé says, her fingers working her clit as she watches. "Taking Daddy's cock so good. Such a perfect little whore."
"Your whore," Jennie manages between moans. "Only Daddy's."
"That's right," you confirm, your grip in her hair tightening as you jackhammer into her. Your free hand comes down on her ass again, and Jennie nearly collapses, her arms shaking with the effort of holding herself up.
"Can't," she gasps. "Can't hold myself up."
"Yes you can," you command, not slowing down at all. "Stay up and take it."
Jennie forces herself to stay in position, her entire body shaking, sweat making her skin glisten. You can feel her getting closer, her pussy starting to flutter around your cock in that telltale way.
"Gonna cum already?" you tease, even though you're getting close too. "Such a desperate slut."
"Your desperate slut," Jennie corrects, pushing back to meet your thrusts. "Only yours, Daddy."
You release her hair and grab both her hips instead, your fingers digging into her flesh as you pull her back onto your cock with each forward thrust. The force is brutal, and Jennie's screams are continuous now, raw and uninhibited.
"That's it," Rosé encourages. "Fuck her harder, Daddy. Make her cum on your cock."
Your hand cracks across Jennie's ass one more time, and that's what sends her over the edge. Her pussy clamps down on you like a vice, convulsing and pulsing, and she screams your name as her orgasm tears through her. Her arms finally give out and she collapses forward, her face pressed into the mattress, but you don't stop. You keep fucking her through it, chasing your own release.
"Gonna fill you up," you grunt, your rhythm becoming erratic. "Gonna pump this slutty pussy full of cum."
"Please," Jennie begs, muffled by the mattress. "Need it, Daddy. Need your cum inside me."
The combination of her words and her pussy still spasming around you pushes you right to the edge. You bury yourself as deep as possible, your cock pulsing as your orgasm hits. Thick ropes of cum shoot into Jennie's pussy, filling her up, and you keep thrusting, making sure every drop goes as deep as possible.
"Fuck," you groan, your entire body tensing with the intensity of it. "Take it all."
Jennie is making these soft whimpering sounds, her pussy milking your cock for everything you have. When you finally still, both of you are completely spent, gasping for air. You pull out slowly, and immediately your cum starts leaking out of her, dripping down her thighs and onto the already soaked sheets. Jennie's ass is a mess of red handprints and marks, and her pussy is swollen and well-used.
"So good," Jennie mumbles, not moving from where she collapsed. "You fucked me so good, Daddy."
"That's what happens when you tease me," you tell her, running your hand gently over her abused ass now, soothing. "You get wrecked."
"Worth it," she says with a weak laugh.
Rosé crawls over, looking at the state of both you and Jennie with satisfaction. "Both of you are such a mess," she observes happily.
"Your fault too," Jennie accuses without heat. "Encouraging him."
"Someone had to," Rosé replies with a grin, then leans down to press a gentle kiss to one of the marks on Jennie's ass. "But you loved every second of it."
"Obviously," Jennie agrees.
The three of you eventually peel yourselves off the bed, bodies sticky with sweat and other fluids, completely spent but in desperate need of water. Rosé is the first to move, sliding off the bed with shaky legs and grabbing one of the silk robes hanging on the back of the door. The black fabric clings to her damp skin as she ties it loosely around her waist, and Jennie follows suit, choosing a champagne-colored robe that barely covers her ass. You just pull on your underwear, not bothering with anything else.
The kitchen is cool compared to the heated bedroom, the marble counters a welcome contrast as you grab bottles of water from the fridge. Rosé downs half of hers in one go, her throat working as she swallows, and Jennie leans against the counter, taking smaller sips while scrolling through her phone with her free hand.
"Should take a bath," you suggest. "All of us. Get cleaned up."
"That sounds perfect," Rosé agrees. "I'm so sticky everywhere."
"Whose fault is that?" Jennie teases.
That's when you hear the front door open, the familiar sound of keys hitting the entry table, and then her voice carries through the apartment, bright and energetic despite the late hour: "I'm here! Where is everyone?"
Jisoo appears in the kitchen doorway moments later, in her hands is a bag from some women's clothing store that you don't recognize. She looks absolutely radiant, that trademark smile already forming on her lips as she takes in the scene. Her eyes move between the three of you, lingering on Rosé and Jennie's disheveled appearances, their robes barely tied, and then down to your underwear where your bulge is prominently visible.
"Oh my," Jisoo says, smiling. "Looks like someone's been busy."
"Unnie!" Rosé exclaims, immediately moving to hug her.
Jisoo embraces her warmly before pulling back to look at her properly. "You look completely wrecked, Chaeyoung-ah."
"We've been... catching up," Jennie offers with a knowing smirk.
Jisoo's eyes drift back to you, specifically to the tent in your underwear, and she tilts her head with exaggerated concern. "And yet Daddy's still hard? What kind of greeting is this? You two couldn't even fully satisfy him?"
Both girls immediately start protesting, talking over each other. "We did satisfy him!" Jennie insists.
"He came multiple times," Rosé adds, slightly defensive.
"Clearly not enough," Jisoo replies, moving closer to you. She doesn't touch, not yet, but her presence alone makes your cock twitch visibly in your underwear. "Look at him. Still ready to go."
You've been involved with so many idols over the years. Taeyeon, IU, Suzy, Irene, Seolhyun, the list goes on, all part of your carefully maintained network. All of them are incredible. Even Lisa is a good friend, though she's made it clear she's only interested in women, and you respect that boundary completely.
But these three BLACKPINK girls? Jisoo, Jennie, and Rosé? They're different. They're not just part of your harem, not just another connection to maintain. You love them, genuinely, deeply, in a way that transcends the physical. You've been with them since debut, watched them grow, supported them through everything, and they've become the most important people in your life.
"It's my turn now," Jisoo announces, and there's finality in her words that makes both Jennie and Rosé whine simultaneously.
"But unnie," Jennie starts, "you're going to take forever. You always do."
"That's not my problem," Jisoo replies cheerfully. "You two had your fun. Now I get mine."
Rosé pouts, that lower lip jutting out adorably. "We were going to take a bath with him."
You move to kiss them both, first Rosé, soft and reassuring, then Jennie, a bit more heated. "Rest up," you tell them gently. "Recharge. When you're ready, come join us."
"Fine," Jennie sighs dramatically.
"But don't take too long," Rosé adds, looking at Jisoo.
Jisoo just grins, then turns those dark, knowing eyes on you. "Follow me," she says. She turns and walks toward the hallway, looking back over her shoulder to make sure you're following. You do, obviously. Your cock is already getting harder just from the anticipation of what's coming.
The master bedroom is different from the guest room where you'd been with Jennie and Rosé. It's larger, more personal, decorated with things that belong to both you and Jisoo. Photos on the nightstands, clothes mixed in the closet, her skincare products on the bathroom counter next to your cologne. This is your shared space, the place that's just for the two of you. Jisoo stops at the doorway and turns to face you, pressing her palm flat against your chest to stop your forward momentum. "Wait here," she instructs. "Give me five minutes. I have a surprise for you."
"Jisoo," you start, but she's already pushing you back gently.
"Five minutes," she repeats firmly. "Don't move from this spot."
Then she slips inside and closes the door, leaving you standing in the hallway in nothing but your underwear, your cock straining against the fabric as you wonder what she's planning. The five minutes feel eternal. You can hear soft sounds from inside the room, movement, maybe a drawer opening and closing, but nothing that gives away what she's doing. Your anticipation builds with each passing second, knowing that once that door opens, the dynamic shifts completely.
With Jennie and Rosé, you're “Daddy”. You're in control, dominant, the one who commands and they obey. But with Jisoo? Everything flips. She's Mommy, and you become hers to direct, to praise, to use. It's different with her, always has been since the first time you were together. There's something about Jisoo that makes you want to please her, want to be good for her, and she knows exactly how to play into that.
Finally, after what feels like an hour but has probably only been the requested five minutes, the door opens. Jisoo is standing in the doorway, and the sight of her makes your breath catch. She's changed into a black lace lingerie set that hugs her curves perfectly, the bra pushing her tits up enticingly, the panties sitting high on her hips. But it's the stockings that really get you, the sheer black material held up by garters, covering her legs all the way up to mid-thigh. She's left her hair down, and it frames her face beautifully as she looks at you with that knowing, slightly teasing expression.
"Come in," she says softly, stepping aside to let you enter.
You walk into the room, and she closes the door behind you, the click of the lock somehow gives you goosebumps. She circles around you slowly, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, and you can feel her eyes taking in every inch of your body.
"Look at you," Jisoo murmurs, trailing one finger across your shoulder blades as she moves behind you. "Still so worked up even after the girls tried their best."
"They did their best," you defend.
"I know they did, baby," Jisoo says. "But Mommy needs to take care of you now."
She moves to stand in front of you, reaching out to palm your cock through your underwear. You're fully hard again now, straining against the fabric, and she hums appreciatively as she feels you.
"So full," she observes, squeezing gently. "Even after cumming how many times tonight? Still feels so heavy in my hand."
"Three times," you admit, trying not to thrust into her touch.
"Three times," she repeats, sounding impressed. "And still ready for more. Even after all the training Jennie and Rosie have had to become perfect little sluts for their Daddy, you're always still ready for me, aren't you?"
"Always," you confirm. "Always ready for you, Mommy."
Jisoo's smile widens, pleased with your response. "That's my good boy," she praises, and those words make your cock throb in her hand. "Mommy's going to take such good care of you tonight.”
Jisoo then moves her hand to your chest, guiding you backward until your legs hit the edge of the bed, and you sit down automatically, looking up at her as she stands between your spread thighs. The height difference like this puts her tits right at eye level, and you have to resist the urge to reach out and touch without permission.
"Lie back," she instructs, and you comply immediately, shifting up the bed until you're comfortable against the pillows.
She crawls onto the bed after you, moving with the grace of a cat, those stockings making her legs look Incredibly sexy. When she settles between your thighs, kneeling there in all her lingerie-clad glory, you can't help the groan that escapes your throat. The visual alone is enough to make precum leak from your tip, darkening the fabric of your underwear. Jisoo notices, of course. Her eyes track the wet spot forming, and she runs one finger over it, pressing slightly to feel the dampness. "Already making such a mess," she observes, not critical, just factual. "Mommy's barely touched you."
"Can't help it," you manage, your hips shifting slightly under her attention. "You look incredible."
"I know," she replies with confidence, but there's warmth in it, affection. Her hands move to the waistband of your underwear, fingers hooking under the elastic. "Lift your hips for me, baby."
You do, raising your ass off the bed, and she pulls your underwear down slowly, deliberately. Your cock springs free, fully hard and curving up toward your stomach, and the cool air hitting your heated skin makes you shiver. She slides the underwear all the way off, tossing it somewhere behind her without looking, her eyes fixed entirely on your cock.
"There we go," Jisoo says softly, wrapping one hand around your base. Her fingers don't quite meet around your girth, and the sight of her small hand on you is fucking hot. "Mommy's favorite cock."
She strokes you slowly, root to tip, her grip firm and confident. Her thumb swipes over your slit when she reaches the top, gathering the bead of precum there and spreading it around your head. The sensation makes your abs contract, and your hands fist in the sheets beside you.
"So sensitive," she notes, stroking back down. "The girls must have worked you over good."
"They did," you confirm, watching her hand move on you. "But I need you, Mommy."
"I know you do, baby," Jisoo says, leaning down so her breath ghosts over your tip. "And Mommy's going to take care of you. Always takes care of her good boy."
She places a soft kiss right on your cockhead, her lips barely brushing the sensitive skin, and you bite back a moan. Another kiss, this one wetter, and then her tongue darts out to lick across your slit. The taste of your precum hits her tongue and she hums, the vibration traveling through you.
"Still taste so good," she murmurs against you. "Mommy could do this all night."
Her tongue swirls around your head, tracing the ridge, finding all those spots that make you twitch in her grip. She's not rushing, taking her time, savoring you like you're her favorite treat. When she finally seals her lips around your tip and sucks gently, your hips jerk up involuntarily.
"Stay still," Jisoo commands, pulling off with a wet pop. "Let Mommy do the work."
"Sorry," you gasp, forcing your hips back down. "Feel too good."
"That's the point," she replies with a small smile. "But you need to be patient. Can you be patient for Mommy?"
"Yes," you promise. "I'll be good."
"That's my boy," she praises, and then her mouth is back on you, taking you deeper this time.
Her lips stretch around your girth as she sinks down, inch by inch, her tongue flat against the underside of your shaft. She doesn't stop until she's taken about half of you, and then she holds there, her throat working slightly, getting used to the intrusion. When she pulls back up, she leaves a trail of saliva coating your cock, making it glisten.
Jisoo establishes a rhythm, bobbing her head up and down your length, taking you a little deeper with each downward motion. Her hand wraps around what doesn't fit in her mouth, stroking in time with her movements, creating this perfect combination of wet heat and firm pressure. Your hands want to reach for her, to tangle in her hair, to guide her movements, but you keep them fisted in the sheets instead. She said to let her do the work, and you're determined to be good for her.
"Look at me," Jisoo says when she pulls off momentarily, her hand still stroking you. "Want to see those eyes while Mommy sucks your cock."
You meet her gaze, those beautiful eyes filled with warmth, lust and love. She maintains eye contact as she takes you back into her mouth, and watching her lips stretch around you while she looks right at you is almost too much.
She goes deeper this time, pushing past her comfort zone, and you feel yourself hit the back of her throat. She gags slightly but doesn't pull off, instead swallowing around you, her throat constricting on your tip. The sensation is incredible, overwhelming, and you have to close your eyes for a second to maintain control.
"Fuck, Mommy," you groan, your restraint slipping. "Your mouth feels so perfect."
She pulls off to breathe, strings of saliva connecting her lips to your cock. "Language, baby," she chides gently, but she's smiling. "Though I appreciate the enthusiasm."
"Sorry," you say again, not really sorry at all.
Jisoo kisses down your shaft, her lips trailing along the prominent vein on the underside, all the way down to your balls. She nuzzles into them, breathing in your scent, before taking one into her mouth. The gentle suction makes your whole body tense, pleasure radiating from that point. She rolls it with her tongue, humming slightly, before releasing it to give the other the same treatment. Her hand never stops stroking your cock the whole time, keeping you right on that edge, building the pleasure slowly and steadily. When she returns her attention to your shaft, licking up from base to tip in one long stripe, you know you're not going to last much longer.
"Getting close, aren't you?" Jisoo asks, reading you easily. "Mommy can feel how your cock is throbbing."
"Yes," you admit through gritted teeth. "So close."
"Not yet," she says, her grip tightening slightly at your base, staving off your orgasm. "Mommy's not done playing with you."
She takes you back into her mouth, deeper than before, pushing herself to take more of your length. Her nose gets closer and closer to your pelvis with each bob of her head, until finally, she manages to take you all the way. Her nose presses against your skin, your cock buried completely in her throat, and she holds there for several seconds before pulling back, coughing slightly.
"Fuck, Mommy," you breathe, completely wrecked. "That was incredible."
"Language," she reminds you again, but she looks pleased with herself. "But yes, it was."
She strokes you faster now, her spit providing perfect lubrication, her hand flying over your length while her mouth focuses on your tip. She sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing, while her tongue does absolute magic on that sensitive spot just under your head. The combination is devastating, and you feel your orgasm building rapidly now, that familiar pressure at the base of your spine.
"Mommy, I'm gonna cum," you warn. "Can't hold it."
"Where do you want to cum, baby?" Jisoo asks, pulling off just enough to speak but keeping her lips against your tip. "Tell Mommy where."
"Your face," you gasp. "Want to cum all over your pretty face."
"Good boy," she praises, positioning herself perfectly. "Go ahead, baby. Give Mommy your cum."
"Cumming!" you manage to warn, and then you're there, your cock pulsing violently in her grip.
The first rope of cum shoots out with incredible force, hitting her forehead and splashing up into her hair. The second catches her right across her closed eyes, thick and white. She keeps stroking, keeps positioning you, and more cum erupts. Her cheek, her nose, her chin, every part of her face gets covered. You're surprised you can still cum so much even after being drained multiple times by Jennie and Rosé, the amount seeming endless, each pulse sending more of your release onto her waiting face.
"That's it," Jisoo encourages, not stopping her hand movements even as cum drips down her face. "Give Mommy all of it."
Your cock is still pulsing, still shooting, and she aims you toward her open mouth for the last few spurts. Some lands on her lips, some on her tongue, and she closes her mouth around your tip to catch the final weak pulses directly. She sucks gently, her tongue working around your oversensitive head, milking out every last drop until you're completely empty.
When she finally pulls off, your cock gives one last weak twitch, a final bead of cum forming at your slit. She leans in to lick it up, humming at the taste, before sitting back on her heels.
Her face is absolutely covered in your release. It drips from her forehead down into her hair, coats her cheeks and nose, covers her lips and chin. Some has already started sliding down her neck toward her chest. She's a complete mess, and she looks absolutely stunning like this, marked by you.
"So much," she says, her mouth still full of the cum she caught. Then she swallows it down. "Even after having come multiple times, you gave Mommy such a huge load, baby."
You watch, mesmerized, as Jisoo brings her fingers to her face, scooping up the thick ropes of cum still clinging to her skin. She maintains eye contact with you as she brings each finger to her mouth, sucking them clean one by one, her tongue swirling around the digits to catch every drop. The way her cheeks hollow as she sucks, the little hum of appreciation she makes at your taste, it's all incredibly erotic despite how spent you feel.
When she's cleaned most of it from her face, leaving only what's dripped into her hair and down her neck, you reach for her. "Come here," you say, your tone softer now, more vulnerable in the aftermath.
Jisoo crawls up your body, settling her weight on you, her thighs straddling your hips. The lace of her panties presses against your softening cock, and you can feel how wet she is through the fabric, how much turning you into a desperate mess has affected her. You cup her face in your hands and pull her down for a kiss. It's different from the hungry, desperate kisses you shared with Jennie and Rosé earlier. This is slower, filled with emotion that goes beyond just physical need. Your tongues slide together languidly, and you can taste yourself on her lips, but you don't care. If anything, it makes the kiss more intimate.
When you finally break apart, both slightly breathless, you trail your lips along her jaw to her neck. "Missed you so much, Mommy," you murmur against her skin, placing open-mouthed kisses down the column of her throat. "Missed this. Missed you."
"I missed you too, baby," Jisoo replies. "Every day on that tour, I thought about coming home to you."
Your hands roam over her body, mapping the familiar curves through the lace. You reach behind her to unclasp her bra, and she arches slightly to help you slide it off. Her tits spill free, and you immediately bring your mouth to one, sucking her nipple between your lips while your hand palms the other.
Jisoo sighs above you. "That's nice," she breathes. "Missed your mouth on me."
You lavish attention on her chest, alternating between her tits, sucking and licking and kissing every inch of the soft flesh. Your teeth graze her nipple lightly, and she gasps, her hips rolling down against you. You can feel yourself starting to stir again already, your cock beginning to fill despite having just cum so hard. Moving lower, you kiss down her sternum, across her ribs, over her stomach. She's so beautiful like this, skin flushed with arousal, hair mussed from your hands, marks from your mouth starting to bloom on her skin. When you reach the top of her panties, you hook your fingers in the sides and start pulling them down.
Jisoo lifts her hips to help, and soon the lace joins your underwear somewhere on the floor. She's completely bare to you now except for the stockings. Her pussy is glistening, swollen and ready, and you can see how wet she is, arousal coating her inner thighs. But your attention is caught by those stockings, the sheer black material covering her legs, held up by the garters. You've always had a thing for her legs, for her feet, and she knows it.
"Want these off?" Jisoo asks, following your gaze.
"Not yet," you reply, running your hands up her thighs, feeling the material under your palms. "Want to appreciate them first."
She smiles, understanding, and shifts to lie back on the bed, propping herself up on her elbows to watch you. You move down her body, kissing over her hip bones, down her thighs, following the path of the stockings. When you reach one of her knees, you place a kiss there, then continue down her calf.
The stockings are silky smooth under your lips, but you want to feel her skin. You find the top of one stocking and slowly, carefully, begin to roll it down. Jisoo watches you with hooded eyes, clearly enjoying your reverence. The material slides down her leg, revealing inch after inch of pale skin, until you can pull it completely off. Her foot is delicate and perfect, and you bring it to your lips immediately. A kiss to her ankle, then to the top of her foot. Her toes are painted in black polish, dark and elegant, and when you place a kiss on her big toe, Jisoo's breath hitches.
"Missed these too," you admit, your tongue darting out to lick along her arch.
"I know you did, baby," she says, her free foot coming up to rub along your side. "Missed you worshipping them."
You give the same treatment to her other leg, removing the stocking with care, adding it to the pile of discarded clothes. Now both her feet are bare, and you worship them properly, kissing and licking every inch. When you suck her toes into your mouth one by one, Jisoo's hand slides down her body to her pussy, her fingers finding her clit.
"So good at that," she praises, circling her clit while you work on her feet. "Such a good boy for Mommy."
You move from her toes to her sole, your tongue flat against the arch, and Jisoo moans softly. She pushes one foot against your mouth while bringing the other to your chest, her toes finding your nipple and playing with it. The dual sensation has your cock responding faster, hardening steadily against your thigh.
"Open," Jisoo instructs, and when you obey, parting your lips, she slides her toes into your mouth.
You suck on them eagerly, your tongue working around her digits, tasting her skin. She pumps her toes in and out of your mouth slowly, almost like she's fucking it, and the dominance of the act makes your cock throb. You can feel yourself getting fully hard again, ready despite having just emptied yourself all over her face.
"Look at that," Jisoo observes, her eyes on your erection. "Hard again already. Mommy's boy really is insatiable."
She pulls her foot from your mouth and both her legs wrap around you, pulling you up her body. You go willingly, crawling over her until you're hovering above her, your cock brushing against her wet pussy.
"Want you," you say, looking down at her. "Need to be inside you, babe."
"Then take me," Jisoo replies, her hands coming up to cup your face. "Missionary. Want to look at you while you fuck me."
You line yourself up with her entrance, your tip pressing against her wetness. She's so hot, so ready, and when you push inside, you both moan at the sensation. Her pussy grips you tight, pulling you deeper, and you don't stop until you're fully seated inside her.
"Fuck," you breathe, dropping your forehead to hers. "Always feel so perfect."
"Because we fit perfectly," Jisoo says, her legs wrapping around your waist. "Made for each other, babe.”
You stay still for a moment after bottoming out inside Jisoo, just savoring the feeling of being completely connected to her. Her pussy is impossibly tight, hot and wet around your cock, and the way her walls pulse and grip you is almost overwhelming. But you don't move yet, don't start thrusting, just enjoy this intimate moment of being as close as two people can be. Jisoo's hands slide up your arms to your shoulders, her nails dragging lightly over your skin. "Feels good, baby?" she asks.
"So good," you confirm, lifting your head to look at her properly. Her dark hair is spread out on the pillow beneath her, a few strands sticking to her face from the earlier mess you made. Her lips are slightly swollen from all the kissing and sucking, and her eyes are warm as they meet yours. "Always feel incredible inside you."
When you finally start moving, it's with slow, deliberate rolls of your hips. You pull out until just your tip remains inside her, then push back in at the same unhurried pace, making sure she feels every inch. Jisoo's legs tighten around your waist, her heels pressing into your lower back, encouraging but not rushing you.
"Just like that," she breathes against your lips. "Nice and slow, baby. Want to feel everything."
You maintain that rhythm, each thrust deep and measured. The angle has your cock dragging along her front wall, hitting spots that make her gasp softly with each pass. Her tits press against your chest with every movement, her hard nipples creating delicious friction against your skin.
"Missed this," you murmur, kissing along her jaw. "Missed being inside you, feeling you around me."
"I know, baby," Jisoo replies, her hands sliding down your back. "Missed having you inside me too. No one else feels like you do."
You know it's true. Despite all the others in your network, all the beautiful women you've been with, none of them compare to Jisoo. With her, it's simply different. It's not just physical, though the physical is incredible. It's emotional, intimate, real in a way that transcends just sex.
Your pace increases slightly, still not rushing but with a bit more purpose. Each thrust produces wet sounds as your cock slides through her arousal, and the obscene noises blend with both your heavy breathing and her soft moans. You can feel how wet she is, how her pussy leaks around your cock, coating both of you.
"Love you," you say against her skin, kissing down her neck. "Love you so much, Jisoo."
"Love you too," she responds, her nails digging into your shoulders. "My good boy. Mine."
Her words make your cock throb inside her, and you thrust a bit harder in response. Jisoo's back arches slightly, pushing her tits more firmly against you, and she lets out a longer moan.
"Right there," she says, her breathing getting heavier. "That angle is perfect, baby."
You maintain it, hitting that same spot with each thrust, and you can feel her pussy getting even wetter around you. Her hands roam over your back, sometimes gentle caresses, sometimes her nails scratching hard enough to leave marks. Each touch sends shivers through you, keeping your arousal high but not pushing you toward the edge yet.
"Want to touch you," you say, shifting your weight to one arm so your other hand is free.
"Go ahead," Jisoo grants permission. "Touch Mommy however you want."
Your hand slides between your bodies, finding her clit. The moment your fingers make contact, Jisoo gasps, her hips bucking up to meet your next thrust. You circle her clit with steady pressure, matching the rhythm of your hips, and she responds beautifully to the dual stimulation.
"Fuck, baby," Jisoo breathes, her head tilting back against the pillow. "Your fingers feel so good."
You increase the pressure slightly, still circling, and her pussy clenches around your cock in response. The sensation is incredible, feeling how her body reacts to your touch, how she gets wetter and tighter. You can feel her arousal coating your fingers where they work her clit, can feel how swollen and sensitive she is.
"You're so wet, Mommy," you observe. "Pussy's absolutely soaking."
"Your fault," she replies with a breathy laugh. "Getting me so worked up, being such a good boy for me."
You change angles slightly, shifting your hips to hit different spots inside her, and Jisoo's eyes flutter closed. Her hands move to your ass, gripping the muscles there, urging you deeper. You comply, thrusting harder now, your cock driving deep with each stroke while your fingers continue their work on her clit.
The bed creaks slightly with your movements, the headboard occasionally tapping against the wall. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you wonder if Jennie and Rosé can hear you, if they're recovering in the other room or maybe touching themselves listening to the sounds of you and Jisoo together. The thought is arousing, but not as much as the woman currently beneath you.
"Look at me," Jisoo commands softly, and your eyes snap open to meet hers. "Want to see you while you fuck me."
You maintain eye contact as you thrust, watching her pupils dilate with each deep stroke, seeing the way her lips part on her moans. It's intense, this level of connection, almost overwhelming in its intimacy. You're completely exposed to each other like this, vulnerable in a way you only are with her.
"So beautiful," you tell her, meaning it with everything in you. "Most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Flatterer," Jisoo says, but she's smiling, clearly pleased. "But keep going. I like hearing it."
Your fingers press harder on her clit, rubbing faster, and you feel her thighs start to tremble against your sides. Her pussy is gripping you so tight now, rippling along your length with each thrust, and you know she's building toward something good.
"That's it," you encourage, your own breathing getting ragged from the exertion. "Feel good, Mommy?"
"So good, baby," Jisoo confirms, her back arching more. "Don't stop, keep doing exactly that."
You maintain your pace and pressure, your cock driving deep while your fingers work her clit. Sweat beads on your forehead from the effort, drips down your spine, but you don't slow down. Jisoo's hands have moved back to your shoulders, her nails definitely leaving marks now as she grips you tight.
"Harder," she requests, and you comply immediately, your hips snapping forward with more force.
The sound of skin slapping skin gets louder, joining the wet sounds and your combined moans. You're fucking into her properly now, still controlled but with real force behind each thrust. Your cock pounds into her pussy, stretching her, filling her completely, and she takes every inch eagerly.
Your fingers leave her clit to grab her hip instead, holding her steady as you thrust. The change makes Jisoo whimper, missing the stimulation, but then you lean down to capture one of her nipples in your mouth and she moans loudly. You suck hard, your tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, and her pussy clenches around you in response.
"Love your mouth," Jisoo says, one hand coming up to cradle your head against her chest. "Love everything about you, baby."
You release her nipple with a wet sound and move to the other one, giving it the same attention. Your teeth graze the sensitive skin, not hard enough to hurt but enough to make her gasp. Her tit is soft against your face, and you nuzzle into it between sucking on her nipple, just enjoying the feeling of being close to her.
"You know," she starts, her hands running up and down your back in soothing strokes, "the girls and I were talking."
You don't slow your pace, but you lift your head from her chest to look at her, curiosity piqued. "Yeah? About what?"
"We think it's finally time," she says, and the way she pauses makes you thrust a bit harder, seeking clarity.
"Time for what?" you ask, though something in the back of your mind is already piecing it together.
Her hands slide down to grip your ass, pulling you deeper into her. "The tour's over. The last of our commitments in the contract are expiring soon. We've done everything we needed to do as BLACKPINK for now." She pauses, biting her lip, and then adds, "I want to be a real mommy."
Your body almost freezes, your hips stuttering mid-thrust. You stare down at her, processing what she just said, what she's implying. "Jisoo..."
"I'm not taking the pill anymore," she confesses. "Haven't been for a few weeks now."
Your mind races. You've always cum inside all three of them, knowing they were protected, that it was safe. The girls always took their birth control religiously, part of the arrangement, part of how you could indulge without consequences. But now Jisoo is telling you she's stopped, that she's unprotected beneath you right now, and the implications are staggering.
"You're serious," you say, your cock throbbing inside her at the thought.
"Completely serious," Jisoo confirms, her hands moving to your face now, cupping your cheeks. "I want this. Want your baby. Want to carry it and raise it and build that life with you."
The mental image floods your mind: Jisoo pregnant, her belly swelling with your child, her tits getting fuller, her entire body changing because of you. It's overwhelmingly hot, and your cock responds immediately, getting impossibly harder inside her.
She feels it, of course she does, and a knowing smile crosses her face. "You like that idea, don't you, baby?"
"Fuck," you breathe, resuming your thrusts but with renewed intensity. "That's so fucking hot."
"I knew you'd think so," Jisoo says, her smile widening. Her legs tighten around you, heels digging into your lower back. "Want you to breed me. Want you to fill me up with your cum and get me pregnant."
"Jennie and Rosie know?" you manage to ask between thrusts.
"We all talked about it," Jisoo confirms, her breathing getting heavier as you pound into her. "They're on board. Want the same thing eventually. But I'm first. Want to be pregnant with your baby first. So what do you think? Want to put a baby in me?"
You slow your movements, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in torturously slow, making her feel every inch. "Want it so badly," you admit. "Want to see you pregnant. Want everyone to know you're mine."
"Then breed me," Jisoo challenges. "Fill me up. Get me pregnant tonight."
The way she says it, so demanding and certain, makes your cock throb inside her. But if this is really happening, if you're really going to try to knock her up, you want her to take what she needs.
"If you want it that bad," you say, pulling out of her completely, making her whimper at the loss, "then you should take it from me."
Understanding flashes in Jisoo's eyes, and she's already moving before you finish speaking. You roll onto your back, your cock standing rigid and slick with her arousal, and she follows immediately. She swings her leg over your hips, straddling you, her wet pussy hovering just above your tip.
"Want to ride you," she says, reaching down to grip your cock and position it at her entrance. "Want to take every drop deep inside me."
"Then take it," you encourage, your hands finding her hips.
Jisoo sinks down slowly, her pussy enveloping your cock inch by inch. From this angle, you can watch her face, see every micro-expression as she takes you inside her. Her lips part, her eyes flutter, and a low moan escapes her throat as she bottoms out, her ass resting on your thighs.
"So deep like this," she breathes, grinding down on you, getting adjusted to the angle.
You watch her above you, taking in every detail. Her tits hang perfectly, nipples hard and pointing at you. Her stomach is flat now, but soon it might be swelling with your child. Her thighs spread wide on either side of you, muscles flexing as she prepares to move. Her pussy is stretched around your cock, gripping tight, and you can see where you're connected, see how wet she is.
"You're so fucking beautiful," you tell her, meaning every word.
"Going to be even more beautiful pregnant," Jisoo replies, and then she starts to move.
She lifts herself up until just your tip remains inside, then drops back down hard. The impact sends pleasure shooting through both of you, and she does it again, establishing a rhythm. Her hands brace on your chest for leverage, nails digging into your skin, and she rides you with purpose.
"That's it," you encourage, your grip on her hips tightening. "Take what you need."
Jisoo does exactly that, bouncing on your cock with increasing speed. Her tits bounce with each movement, hypnotic and perfect, and you can't resist reaching up to palm them. The soft flesh fills your hands, and you squeeze, thumb her nipples, making her moan louder.
"Going to fill these up with milk," you say, thumbing her nipples harder. "Going to suck on them when you're pregnant and taste it."
"Yes," Jisoo gasps, riding you faster. "Want that. Want you to drink from me."
Jisoo finds her rhythm quickly, her hips rolling and bouncing in practiced motions that have your cock hitting deep inside her with every downward movement. The sight of her above you is mesmerizing: the way her dark hair cascades over her shoulders, how her lips are parted as she breathes heavily, the flush spreading across her chest and up her neck. She's in complete control right now, taking what she wants, and the confidence radiating from her is so fucking sexy.
Your hands roam over her body as she rides you, unable to settle on just one place. They slide from her tits down to her waist, appreciating how tiny it is, how your fingers can almost span it completely. Then lower to her hips, feeling the muscles work beneath her skin as she lifts and drops onto your cock. Sometimes you grip her ass, squeezing the firm flesh, pulling her down harder onto you.
"Feel so good inside me," Jisoo says, her head falling back as she grinds down in circles before lifting up again. "So thick and hard. Perfect for breeding."
The dirty talk sends heat straight to your core, making your cock pulse inside her. She feels it and smiles, clearly enjoying the effect her words have on you. Her pace changes, sometimes fast and hard, bouncing rapidly on your cock, other times slow and grinding, swiveling her hips to hit different angles.
"You're going to look so incredible pregnant," you tell her, your hands sliding up to cup her tits again. "These are going to get so full. Your belly's going to swell up. Everyone's going to know what we did."
"Good," Jisoo responds breathlessly, leaning forward to brace her hands on your chest. The angle change lets her take you even deeper, and you both groan at the sensation. "Want everyone to know I'm yours. That you knocked me up."
She rides you harder in this position, her ass slapping against your thighs with each drop. The wet sounds of your cock sliding in and out of her pussy fill the room, obscene and perfect. You can feel how soaked she is, her arousal coating your cock and dripping down to your balls, probably making a mess of the sheets beneath you.
Your hands move to her hips, helping guide her movements, sometimes pulling her down harder than she was going on her own. The added force makes her cry out, her pussy clenching around you, and you do it again, loving her reaction.
"That's it, baby," Jisoo praises, her nails scratching down your chest. "Help me. Want you deep when you cum. Want it all inside me."
"Going to give you everything," you promise, thrusting up to meet her downward movements. "Going to pump you so full of cum."
She leans down further, her tits pressing against your chest, and captures your lips in a heated kiss. Her tongue slides against yours as she continues riding you, never breaking her rhythm. You kiss her back eagerly, your hands moving to her ass, gripping hard and using the leverage to thrust up into her even harder.
When she breaks the kiss, both of you gasping for air, she stays close, her forehead resting against yours. "Tell me again," she says between pants. "Tell me you're going to breed me."
"Going to breed you," you repeat. "Going to fill your pussy with my cum and get you pregnant. Going to make you a mother."
"Yes," Jisoo hisses, her hips moving faster. "Want it so bad. Want your baby inside me."
You sit up slightly, changing the angle again, and wrap your arms around her waist to hold her close. She adjusts to the new position seamlessly, her arms going around your neck, and now you're fucking up into her while she grinds down on you. The intimacy of the position, being pressed together like this, face to face, breathing the same air, it makes everything more intense.
"Love you so much," you murmur against her lips, not quite kissing her but close enough to feel her breath. "Love you, Jisoo."
"Love you too," she responds. "So much, baby. Only you. Always you."
Your hips piston up into her faster now, and she meets each thrust with a downward grind. The friction is incredible, the heat overwhelming, and you can feel sweat dripping down your spine from the exertion. Jisoo's skin is slick against yours where your bodies are pressed together, and the slide of it just adds to the sensory overload.
"Getting close?" she asks, though she can probably feel it in the way your cock is throbbing inside her.
"Not yet," you admit, even though the pleasure is building steadily. "But soon. Want to make sure you're ready."
"I'm ready," Jisoo insists, her pussy clenching around you as if to prove her point. "Been ready for this. Want you to breed me now."
She pushes you back down onto the bed and sits up straight again, resuming her bouncing with renewed vigor. Her hands brace on your chest for leverage, and she rides you hard and fast, her tits bouncing hypnotically with each movement. You're transfixed by the sight, by how beautiful she looks like this, taking her pleasure, chasing what she needs from you.
Your hands find her hips again, gripping tight enough to leave bruises, and you start really thrusting up into her. The combination of her riding down and you fucking up has your cock driving impossibly deep, and Jisoo throws her head back with a loud moan.
"Right there," she gasps. "Keep hitting right there."
You maintain the angle and force, pounding up into her relentlessly. The bed is definitely shaking now, the headboard rhythmically hitting the wall, and you briefly wonder again if Jennie and Rosé can hear. The thought of them listening, knowing what you and Jisoo are doing, maybe getting turned on by it, just adds to your arousal.
Jisoo's thighs are trembling with the effort of riding you so hard, and you can see the strain in her muscles, but she doesn't slow down. If anything, she speeds up, desperate and determined. Her pussy is making obscene wet sounds with each thrust, and you can feel how absolutely drenched she is.
"Going to cum soon," you warn, feeling that familiar tension coiling tighter and tighter at the base of your spine. "Getting really close."
"Good," Jisoo says, her breathing ragged. "Want you to cum. Want you to fill me up."
She leans forward again, changing the angle slightly, and starts grinding hard on your cock. The pressure against her clit combined with how deep you are inside her makes her moan continuously, and you can feel her pussy starting to flutter around you.
"Cum with me," you say, one hand leaving her hip to find her clit. "Want to feel you cum on my cock while I breed you."
Your fingers circle her swollen clit with firm pressure, and Jisoo's entire body jerks at the stimulation. She grinds down harder, taking you as deep as possible, and you can feel everything building to that critical point.
"Don't stop," she pleads, her nails digging into your chest hard enough to definitely leave marks. "Keep touching me, keep fucking me."
You do both, your hips thrusting up while your fingers work her clit relentlessly. Jisoo is making these desperate sounds now, high and breathy, and her pussy is clenching around you rhythmically. You can feel your orgasm approaching fast, that point of no return getting closer and closer.
"Going to cum," you warn again. "Going to cum inside you."
"Yes," Jisoo gasps, grinding frantically now. "Breed me. Put your baby in me. Do it now."
That command, delivered in that tone, is what sends you over the edge. Your orgasm hits hard, pleasure exploding through your entire body, and your cock pulses as you start cumming deep inside her. The first powerful spurt is followed by another and another, thick ropes of cum flooding into her unprotected pussy.
"Fuck, yes," you groan, your hips jerking up involuntarily with each pulse. "Taking all of it."
Jisoo grinds down hard, keeping you buried as deep as possible while you empty yourself inside her. Your fingers don't stop on her clit, still circling and rubbing, and suddenly her pussy clamps down on you like a vice. She cries out, her back arching beautifully, and then she's cumming too, her orgasm hitting as you're still pumping cum into her.
Her pussy milks your cock, pulsing and squeezing, drawing every last drop from you. You've never cum this much, the amount seems endless, and it just keeps coming as her orgasm prolongs yours. Your fingers maintain their pressure on her clit, working her through every wave of pleasure, and she's practically sobbing above you from the intensity.
When you finally stop pulsing, when the last drops have been deposited deep inside her, you're both completely wrecked. Jisoo collapses onto your chest, both of you gasping for air, hearts pounding against each other. Your cock is still inside her, softening slightly but not pulling out yet, keeping all your cum trapped inside where it belongs.
"So much," Jisoo murmurs against your neck after a moment, her breathing still labored. "Can feel how much you came inside me."
"All for you," you say, your arms wrapping around her to hold her close. "Every drop right where it needs to be."
She lifts her head to look at you, and there's this soft, satisfied smile on her face. "Think it worked?" she asks with genuine hope in her eyes.
"We'll find out," you reply, reaching up to brush her hair back from her face. "But even if not tonight, we'll keep trying."
"Definitely going to keep trying," Jisoo agrees with a small laugh, then winces slightly as she shifts. "Don't pull out yet. Want to keep it all inside."
"Wasn't planning to," you assure her, your hands running soothingly up and down her back.
You stay like that for a while, just holding each other, your cock still nestled inside her pussy, both of you coming down from the intense high. Eventually, you feel some of your cum starting to leak out around where you're still connected, and Jisoo makes a soft sound of protest.
"It's okay," you soothe. "There's plenty still inside. I came so much."
"Good," she says, finally starting to lift herself off you.
When she does, you both watch as your cock slides out, followed immediately by a rush of cum. It pours from her pussy, thick and white, and the visual is almost enough to get you hard again. Jisoo quickly brings her hand down to catch some of it, pushing it back inside herself.
"Can't waste it," she says determinedly, and the sight of her fingering your cum back into her
pussy is absolutely erotic.
You lie there together in the dim light for a while, bodies tangled and breaths still uneven from the intensity of what just happened. A light sheen of sweat clings to both your skins. Jisoo's head rests against your chest, her fingers tracing soft, lazy circles across your stomach. After a long stretch of silence filled only by your slow breathing, you exhale softly and murmur: “That’s one hell of a way to reconnect.”
Jisoo lifts her face to look at you, her lips curving into that teasing smile you’ve always loved. “Mmm, it really is. Been too long since I felt you like that,” she says. “I missed this. Missed you like this.”
You glance down at her, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek. “You have no idea. I think about you all the time. Every damn day I was waiting to see you again, to…” You trail off before it gets too much, but she gets it.
She laughs softly. “You were needy, huh? Poor thing,” she teases, her hand moving down your chest as she props herself up enough to look at you with those wicked eyes. “You like that I can do this to you, don’t you? That you just crumble when I touch you.”
Your lips twitch into a smirk, heat stirring inside your chest. “I don’t just crumble,” you counter halfheartedly. “You just have that… effect.”
“Exactly,” she says, full of satisfied confidence. “Knowing you need me like this… having that kind of power over you… do you know what that does to me?”
You chuckle and shift slightly, but before you can answer, she stretches one of her legs, her movements slow and deliberate. Her bare feet slide until her toes brush lightly against your thigh. You watch as her foot glides lightly upward, tracing the hard lines of your leg with increasing intent, until she finds what she’s looking for.
Her heel presses lightly against the base of your cock, which, though still slick from her and not yet fully hard again, twitches at the contact. Then her foot tilts slightly, her toes curling along the underside of your shaft, her movements so slow that they send shivers through you.
“Jisoo…” you start, but your voice catches, the tension in it plain.
“You missed this, didn’t you?” She doesn’t look at you right away, her focus fully on rubbing you with lazy precision. “I know you did. I could feel it just now. Even when you’re tired, you’re always ready for another round.”
“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” you say, watching her foot move. "You really expect me to forget this? Nobody gives a footjob like you.”
That earns you her sly smile, the one that always means you’ve walked right into her trap. “Good answer.” Her foot slides a little higher, her toes brushing against your tip, smearing it with your combined slickness. “But maybe I should make you prove it.”
Her movements are unhurried, practiced, identical to the pace she knows drives you crazy. She keeps alternating between the sole and the arch, sometimes pressing both feet together to encase your cock, sometimes teasing you with just her toes. Every shift of her legs seems calculated to tug a reaction out of you.
Your hips twitch involuntarily as the friction builds, the stimulation pulling you back toward full hardness without effort. She knows exactly how to pace it: never rushing, never going too slow, giving you just enough to make you ache while keeping that lazy, effortless dominance.
“You really haven’t changed,” you manage. “Still the best at this.”
“Oh, I know,” she purrs. “That’s why you start shaking just from a few touches.”
She cups your cock between her soles now, stroking up and down slowly, her toes curling inward at the top of each motion, pressing against your tip. The soft slick heat of her skin combined with your leftover mess makes it smooth, filthy, perfect.
“You always forget how good it feels until I remind you,” she says quietly. Her eyes flick upward, meeting yours with that look equal parts pride and mischief. “I like being the one you remember the hardest.”
You can barely muster words at this point; your cock is rock hard again between her feet, throbbing visibly each time she squeezes. The sounds of slick friction fill the silence of the room. Every stroke feels impossibly slow, around you, across you, her movements measured and unrelenting.
Jisoo smirks at the sight of you, your hands gripping the sheets, your breath coming fast again. “You always get this way. Helpless.”
You shoot her a look somewhere between arousal and admiration. “I wouldn’t call it helpless.”
“No?” she asks. She presses the arches of her feet firmly against your shaft and drags upward in one long glide that leaves you groaning. “Feels like helpless to me.”
You laugh lowly, trying to mask how good it feels, and she chuckles too, slowing it down once again. “Don’t worry. Mommy knows how much you love it.”
As her motions become smaller, more teasing than full strokes, she looks down at your cock between her feet thoughtfully. “So…” She pauses. “Who has better feet? Mine or Rosé’s?”
You look up at her, groaning quietly because you already know how this conversation goes. “You’re starting this again?”
“Of course,” she says easily, tightening her grip slightly, rubbing harder. “It’s the most important question. You never give me a proper answer.”
You let out a breath, trying to talk through the pleasure shooting up your spine. “That’s because it depends,” you mutter, not trusting yourself with anything more coherent.
“Depends?” she repeats, raising an eyebrow. “On what?”
“On… the day,” you manage, fighting to keep your composure as her heels twist together, slick and slow. “Sometimes it’s yours, sometimes it’s hers. You both know how to make it good.”
That earns you a light laugh. “Typical of you,” she says, never stopping her motion for even a second. “Never picking sides. Afraid to hurt our feelings.”
“If I say yours are better, she’ll make me prove it next time,” you admit, smirking through clenched teeth.
“And if you say hers?”
“You’ll do what you’re doing right now,” you say. “Try to beat her at it.”
“Oh, trust me,” Jisoo says, eyes narrowing with that sexy challenge in them, “I’m not trying.” She presses her feet together, her arches squeezing around the length of your cock. “I already win.”
Her toes brush the sensitive skin near your tip again, feather-light now, her movements slowing almost to a stop; just enough to leave you aching, pulsing, desperate for her to start again. The control in the way she keeps you on edge, in how she refuses to let you slip toward relief, is pure Jisoo.
Eventually, her pace quickens as she watches your reaction. The balls of her feet press against you, sliding firm and confident, her arches squeezing tight in the middle. Each upward motion makes your cock twitch, each downward one smears the mix of her sweat and your earlier cum across your length again. She knows exactly what she’s doing - has known your body so long it’s like instinct.
“You like that?” she murmurs. “Can’t even move, can you?”
You exhale hard, watching the movement of her feet. “Keep going,” you manage.
She grins and leans back on her hands, the motion making her breasts lift and bounce faintly with each shift of her weight. “Look at me,” she says. And then she deepens her motion, pressing her feet together, pushing down the full length of your cock in one smooth stroke, all the way from base to tip. The glide is so smooth it almost makes your vision blur.
Her toes curl against your head when she reaches the top, spreading pre-cum across your slit, painting her polish with it. She glances down, watching the way it glows under the light. “Be honest,” she says, breathing picking up. “What do you think of these?”
She wiggles her toes slowly, showing off the gleam of her polish, the perfect shape of her nails. “Worth the effort I put in getting them done?”
All you can do is stare for a second, focus too far gone, the slick rhythm becoming the center of your world. “You already know,” you mumble. “They’re perfect. You’re perfect.”
“Mmm.” Jisoo smirks, satisfied with that answer as her feet slide faster now, her heels grinding together as she squeezes you between them. Her movements grow steady, relentless. “I picked this color just for tonight,” she says, glancing up at you through her lashes. “Knew you’d look at them like that. Knew it’d make you lose your mind.”
She’s not wrong. The sight of her: the confident way she strokes you, the playfulness in her face, the black glint of polish catching the light just as your precum catches her skin; is too much to handle. “Be honest. You prefer these, or Rosé’s white ones?”
“This again? Don’t make me choose,” you manage.
“Oh, I will,” she says, twisting her feet as she slides down. “Which ones make you harder, hmm?”
Your hips jerk involuntarily; the movement pushes you deeper between her arches. Her laugh is quiet and pleased. “You really can’t answer, can you? You’d say anything to keep both of us happy.”
The pleasure is building faster than you’d like to admit. Every time she squeezes just right, you feel it spiraling higher, her movements pulling you closer. She knows it too, the little quickening breath she hears from you is enough for her to double down. Her toes stroke your head, circling the slick, sensitive tip, before she presses her feet tight around your shaft again and rides you there for several long, punishing seconds.
“This is how you like it, isn’t it?” she murmurs, breath hitching just slightly as she focuses completely on the motion. “Watching me make a mess on your cock. Watching my feet work until you can’t think straight.”
You don’t even respond. You just nod, maybe groan, your muscles taut, the whole world narrowing to the feel of her skin sliding over you. It’s constant now: your cock throbbing against her arches, the slick stretch of her toes polishing the head every time she rolls up, the friction dragging through you.
“Don’t hold it,” she says softly, almost too kindly. “Come on. Let go for me.”
When you hear her allowing you to cum, your hips jerk up, body straining, and the orgasm tears through you. A hot spurt of cum splashes across her ankles and the tops of her feet, followed by another; thick, glistening ropes spread over her toes, dripping between them. She keeps moving, slower now but unrelenting, milking you through every pulse.
The wet sound turns messier, filthier; her soles glisten with your cum even as more leaks between her toes. She watches it with fascination, the corner of her mouth curling upward. “Always so much,” she murmurs. “You really do save the best for me.”
You watch her, chest rising and falling, barely able to move. The sight of your release coating her feet: rivulets running down over her arches, is dirty and beautiful. at once. Jisoo, ever so meticulous, keeps sliding her feet up and down your shaft even after the spasms stop, letting you soften while she spreads the slick across your skin.
When she’s satisfied, she lets your cock rest limply against her shin. Just as you're catching your breath, there's a soft knock on the master bedroom door, followed by an impatient voice.
"Unnie? Are you done yet?" It's Jennie.
"We can hear you," Rosé's voice adds from the other side of the door, sounding pouty. "He came again, didn't he?"
Jisoo laughs softly, carefully removing her cum-covered feet from you and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "Poor babies," she says. "So impatient."
She stands and walks to the door, completely unbothered by her nudity or the fact that her feet are still sticky with your release. When she opens the door, both Jennie and Rosé are standing there in their robes, looking exhausted but eager.
"Finally," Jennie says, her eyes immediately finding you on the bed, looking completely wrecked. "You took forever."
"He needed proper attention," Jisoo replies coolly, stepping aside to let them in.
Rosé's eyes drift down to Jisoo's feet, and she lets out a soft sound of protest. "You let him cum on your feet? But that's my thing!"
"He likes my feet too," Jisoo says with a shrug. "And my nails are prettier."
"Are not," Rosé murmurs, but her focus is already shifting to you, her expression turning from pouty to hungry as she takes in your state. "Are you ready to go again, Daddy?"
Before you can answer, Jennie says: "He's always ready for us.”
The sight of all three of them in your bedroom together, a rare and perfect alignment you haven't had since before the madness of the world tour, makes you smile unconsciously. Rosé and Jennie, still in their robes, flank Jisoo, who remains completely naked.
"It's so good to have all of you here again," you say as you push yourself up to a sitting position on the bed. "The last time was... months ago. Before the tour."
"Felt like years," Jennie agrees, her eyes already fixed on your crotch.
"We have a lot of catching up to do," Rosé adds, and her gaze lands on Jisoo's feet again. She unties her robe, letting it fall to the floor in a heap of black silk, revealing her lean, naked body. "Starting with settling some old arguments."
"What arguments?" you ask, though you have a sinking feeling you already know.
Rosé's eyes lock with Jisoo's. "I want to have a proper competition. Right now. You and me," she says, gesturing between herself and Jisoo. "To see who really has the best feet. Who gives the best footjob."
Jisoo laughs, full of confidence. She wiggles her toes, still coated in your cum. "You really think you can win, Chaeyoung-ah? Even after he just proved how much he loves mine?"
"That was just a warm-up," Rosé counters, her competitive side fully emerging. She's not just the sweet one anymore; when Jennie or Jisoo are involved, she becomes a fierce rival. "He was tired. Let's see what happens when he's paying attention."
"Girls, maybe we can..." you start, trying to protest. Your body aches in the best way, and the thought of another round right now seems ambitious even for you. "Can I get like, ten minutes to rest?"
"No," all three of them say in unison, their focus shifting to you.
Jennie is already shrugging out of her robe, letting the champagne silk pool around her ankles, those perfect curves and that incredible ass on full display. "We've waited too long for this, Daddy. No more waiting."
She crawls onto the bed, moving directly toward your head. Jisoo and Rosé seem to forget their argument for a moment, both watching as Jennie positions herself.
"You two can argue about whose feet are prettier all you want," Jennie announces, "While you're busy talking, I'm going to be busy getting my pussy eaten. Daddy's been ignoring me for far too long."
Before you can react, she's straddling your chest, lowering that perfect, dripping pussy right toward your mouth. The scent of her arousal, sweet and musky, hits you first, and your mouth waters on instinct. "That's it," she purrs as your tongue darts out to greet her. "Lick your little slut's pussy."
The moment your tongue touches her clit, she gasps, her hips pressing down hard. As you begin to eat her out in earnest, tasting the salt and sweet of her, Jisoo and Rosé get into position at the other end of the bed. They flank your legs, each taking a side, their naked bodies a breathtaking sight.
"Since he's busy up there," Jisoo says, grabbing one of your ankles, "we can get started down here."
"I'll take the right," Rosé declares, taking your other ankle and pulling your leg so your feet are spread apart.
They position themselves side by side, and each brings one of their feet to your cock. On the left, Jisoo's foot, elegant and strong, with those perfect black-painted toenails. On the right, Rosé's, more delicate and slender, her toes decorated with the clean, innocent white polish you love. They press their soles together, sandwiching your semi-hard cock between them. The initial touch is electric, the soft, warm skin of their feet, one still slightly sticky from your last orgasm, the other clean and cool.
Your hips jerk involuntarily, and above you, Jennie laughs. "He likes that," she says, grinding her pussy against your mouth. "But he's going to like this more."
You redouble your efforts on Jennie, your tongue working through her folds, lapping at her wetness while your mind tries to process the incredible sensation happening at the other end of your body. Jisoo and Rosé start to move, their single feet working in tandem. They begin slowly, a synchronized slide up and down your length. Jisoo's foot provides firm, even pressure, her sole broad and smooth against you. Rosé's is lighter, her arch higher, creating a different kind of friction, a more teasing sensation.
"See?" Rosé says, her foot twisting slightly at the top of a stroke, her toes curling around your head. "He likes how I use my toes."
"He likes my pressure more," Jisoo counters, her sole pressing down hard on your shaft, squeezing you. "Makes him throb."
She's right. Your cock is pulsing, growing harder with each coordinated stroke. The feeling is completely different from a single footjob. It's fuller, more encompassing, two different textures and pressures working together in a competitive dance. Above you, Jennie moans, her thighs starting to tremble as your tongue finds her g-spot.
"Keep licking me, Daddy," she begs, her hips starting to rock in time with the strokes of the other girls' feet. "Make me cum on your face."
You oblige, your tongue becoming more aggressive, pushing into her entrance, flicking rapidly over her clit. All the while, the footjob continues. Jisoo and Rosé have picked up their pace, their rivalry making them more determined. The black and white of their toenails flashes in the dim light as their feet move up and down, up and down.
"Let's try something else," Jisoo suggests, a new glint in her eye. "You take the top, I'll take the bottom."
Rosé agrees immediately, and they switch techniques. Rosé's foot now focuses on your cockhead, her sole rubbing over your slit while her toes dance and tease around the sensitive ridge. At the same time, Jisoo's foot works the base of your shaft and your balls, her heel pressing into you, her arch rubbing and massaging. The dual focus is insane, one end being teased mercilessly while the other is given deep, firm pressure. You groan loudly, your head thrashing slightly, which only makes Jennie grind down harder on your mouth.
"Fuck, yes," you hear Rosé whisper, clearly pleased with your reaction. "He loves that."
"My part is better," Jisoo insists, her heel digging into your perineum in a way that sends sparks up your spine.
Jennie's moans are getting louder now, her arousal dripping from her pussy onto your chin and chest. She's getting close, you can taste it, feel it in the way her thighs are squeezing your head. You focus on her, wanting to push her over the edge, but the relentless stimulation from Jisoo and Rosé is making it hard to concentrate.
"They're going to make you cum first," Jennie complains between pants. "Don't you dare. You're mine right now."
That seems to be a challenge for the other two. They exchange a look, and then they're working together again, both soles pressed against your shaft, but this time they add a twisting motion. As they slide up, they twist their feet in opposite directions, creating this incredible corkscrew sensation that has your eyes rolling back.
"Like that, Daddy?" Jisoo asks. "Rosie can't do that on her own."
"I can too!" Rosé protests, but she's laughing.
Your cock is so hard it almost hurts, glistening with a mixture of your own precum and their natural lubrication.
"Okay, my turn for the top," Jisoo declares, and they switch again.
Now it's Jisoo's black-painted toes teasing your cockhead while Rosé's delicate foot works your balls. The feeling is different but just as intense. Jisoo's toes are stronger, more deliberate in their movements, while Rosé's touch on your balls is softer, more teasing.
"Whose is better?" Rosé asks breathlessly. "My touch or hers?"
"Both," you manage to gasp out, your tongue still working frantically on Jennie. "They're both perfect."
"Cop-out," Jisoo says, but she sounds pleased.
Jennie is right on the edge now, her body tense, her pussy convulsing slightly against your mouth. "Daddy," she whimpers. "So close, I'm so close."
You give her one last, hard lick across her clit, and that's all it takes. She screams, a long, keening sound of pure pleasure, and her orgasm floods your mouth. Her pussy pulses and spasms against your tongue, her wetness gushing out, and you swallow it all, loving the taste of her release. Her body goes limp on top of you, her thighs trembling, but her pussy continues to twitch with aftershocks.
The intensity of her orgasm, the taste of her on your tongue, the feeling of her body convulsing on your face, it's the final push you need. As Jennie is cumming, you feel your own release building with unstoppable force.
"Fuck," you cry out, muffled by Jennie's thigh. "I'm gonna cum!"
Jisoo and Rosé hear you, see you, and their movements become frantic. They abandon their individual techniques and work together, both their feet stroking you as fast as they can, determined to be the ones to make you explode. Their soles fly over your slick shaft.
"Come on, Daddy!" Rosé encourages.
"Give it to us!" Jisoo commands. "Cover our feet!"
Your orgasm rips through you, even more powerful than the last one. Your hips buck off the bed as your cock erupts, spewing thick ropes of cum all over their feet. It coats Jisoo's black polish and Rosé's white, mixing together, dripping from their toes, covering their soles. They keep stroking you through it, milking every last drop, their feet becoming completely drenched in your release.
When you're finally done, you collapse back against the pillows, completely and utterly drained. Jennie is a dead weight on your chest, still breathing heavily from her own climax. At the end of the bed, Jisoo and Rosé are looking at their feet, covered in your cum, and then at each other.
"So," Jisoo says, a triumphant smile on her face. "Who won?"
Rosé looks at her feet, then at Jisoo's, both equally covered in the evidence of your pleasure. She shrugs, smiling. "I think it was a tie."
You let out a weak laugh, your head lolling to the side. "You're both insane," you say. "And you're both amazing." You look from Jisoo's feet to Rosé's. "Jisoo's is stronger, more demanding. Rosé's is softer, more teasing. It's impossible to choose." You pause, then add, "You're both winners."
They seem satisfied with that answer, at least for now. The competition is never really over; it's just on hold until the next time.
Jennie finally stirs, lifting her head from your chest with a groan, her face flushed. She slides off you, her body slick with sweat, and collapses onto the mattress beside you, completely spent. At the other end of the bed, Jisoo and Rosé are admiring the mess you've made of their feet, a shared look of triumph on their faces.
"Well," Jisoo says, breaking the quiet as she uses one foot to rub the cum around on the other, "that settles that for tonight."
She then turns her attention to the other two girls, her expression turning slightly more serious. "So, while we're all here and... relaxed," she begins, "I should probably mention that I already told him."
Jennie, who was just closing her eyes, props herself up on one elbow. "Told him what?"
"About our plan," Jisoo clarifies, her gaze flicking to you for a moment. "About being ready. About breeding."
Rosé, who had been quietly giggling to herself, immediately sits up straight. "Unnie! You told him without us? We were supposed to do it together! We agreed!"
"We also agreed that we would show up here together, but you two couldn't wait three hours for me before jumping on him," Jisoo counters coolly, completely unfazed by Rosé's outburst. "Besides, you both got a creampie tonight without telling him you were unprotected, didn't you? So you can't really complain about me jumping the gun."
Both Jennie and Rosé have the decency to look slightly guilty at that. They exchange a quick glance. You hadn't known they'd stopped their birth control too, assuming it was just Jisoo's plan for now.
"Wait, so all of you..." you start, looking between them. "You've all stopped?"
"Of course, we knew you would never refuse this offer," Jennie says, her confidence returning. "Did you really think Jisoo-unnie would be the only one to get your baby? We're a package deal, Daddy. Always have been."
"So, what do you think?" Rosé asks as she turns to you with wide, hopeful eyes. "About... everything? About us having your babies?"
You look at the three of them, these incredible women who have been the center of your universe for years. "If that's what you want," you say, "then I'm in. Of course I'm in. You're the loves of my life. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you."
Rosé's eyes immediately well up with tears, and she makes a soft, emotional sound, her lower lip trembling. "Daddy," she whimpers, crawling up the bed to bury her face in your neck, her body shaking with happy sobs.
You wrap your arms around her, holding her tight, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Hey, it's okay," you soothe.
"Now is not the time to get all emotional," Jennie teases, though there's a softness in her words as she watches you comfort Rosé. "You're still covered in his cum, and so are your feet." She wiggles her toes, which are, in fact, still glistening.
"We're your perfect sluts, after all," Rosé mumbles into your neck, voice muffled but her meaning clear. "Only for you, Daddy. Always."
"Okay," Jisoo says as she stands up and heads toward the bathroom. "As much as I'm enjoying this trip down memory lane, and as much as I want to watch Daddy breed all of us again right now, he's going to need to recharge." She glances back at you. "We're giving you one hour. Rest. And then we finish what we started."
You nod, too tired to argue, and settle back against the pillows. Rosé stays curled against your side, her tears subsiding into quiet, happy sniffles. Jennie scoots closer on your other side, draping a leg over yours. Jisoo returns from the bathroom a few minutes later, her feet clean, and slides into the bed, completing the circle.
The hour passes, you lie there surrounded by them, their warm bodies pressed against yours. Sometimes they talk, quiet murmurs about the tour, about future plans, about nothing at all. Sometimes you just lie in silence, dozing lightly, your hands idly stroking their hair or their backs. It's peaceful, domestic, a preview of what the future will now be for all of you.
But as the hour draws to a close, the atmosphere begins to shift. Rosé's hand, which had been resting on your chest, starts to drift lower. Jennie's leg, draped over yours, begins to rub against you with more intent.
Rosé's fingers find your cock, still soft and resting against your thigh. She strokes you gently at first, a soft, teasing touch through your underwear. Jennie's hand joins hers, their fingers overlapping as they work together, coaxing you back to life. It doesn't take long. Your body, so attuned to their touch, responds on instinct. You feel yourself stirring, growing, hardening under their expert ministrations.
"Look," Rosé whispers, "he's ready again."
"He's always ready for us," Jennie corrects, her grip tightening as you reach full hardness.
You are. You're hard and throbbing in their hands, your body primed and ready to give them exactly what they want. You open your eyes, looking at each of them.
"On your backs, now," you exclaim, and the authority in it makes all three of them shiver. "All of you. Lie down."
They obey instantly, moving as one, scrambling to get into position. They lie side by side on the bed, naked and beautiful, their bodies presented to you like a feast. Jennie, Rosé, and Jisoo, all looking at you with the same expression of complete and utter devotion, waiting for you to take what's yours.
You stand at the foot of the bed, taking in the sight of them laid out before you like a masterpiece. Jennie in the middle, Rosé on the left, her blonde hair spread across the pillow, Jisoo on the right, relaxed and patient.
Your cock is fully hard now, standing rigid and eager, glistening with a thin sheen of pre-cum. You move to the center of the bed, positioning yourself between Jennie's spread thighs, her hand already moving between her legs, fingers circling her clit in slow, deliberate motions.
"Ready, Daddy?" she asks.
You don't answer with words. Instead, you line yourself up with her entrance and push inside her slowly, deliberately, savoring every inch as her tight pussy engulfs you. She's so wet, so ready, that you sink in without resistance, bottom out against her cervix with a groan. The sensation is incredible, familiar yet always somehow new.
"Fuck," Jennie breathes, her back arching slightly off the mattress as you begin to move.
Your thrusts are measured and deep, not rushing toward anything, just enjoying the feeling of being inside her. Her pussy grips you perfectly, her walls fluttering around your length as her fingers continue their work on her clit. On either side of you, Rosé and Jisoo watch intently, their own hands busy between their thighs, their breathing growing heavier.
"Look at him," Rosé whispers, her fingers sliding through her own wetness. "So focused on her."
"He'll get to us soon enough," Jisoo says. "Daddy always takes care of all his girls."
You fuck into Jennie slowly, your hips rolling in a sensual rhythm, your cock dragging along her front wall with each stroke. She's moaning softly, her hand never stopping its work on her clit, and you can feel her pussy beginning to tighten around you in that telltale way that means she's building toward something.
But you're not here to make her cum just yet. You're here to breed, to divide your load among them, to leave all three of them leaking with your release. So after only a few more strokes, you pull out, ignoring her small whimper of protest.
You shift to your left, toward Rosé, and she immediately spreads her legs wider, opening herself up to you. Her pussy is flushed and glistening, her clit swollen with arousal, and the sight of her so ready for you makes your cock throb. You enter her in one smooth motion, and she gasps, her hands gripping the sheets on either side of her.
"Oh," she breathes, her eyes going wide. "So deep already."
You establish a different rhythm with her, slightly faster than you were going with Jennie, your thrusts more purposeful. Rosé's hand comes up to your forearm, her nails digging in slightly as you move inside her, and beside you, Jennie reaches over to wrap her fingers around Rosé's throat.
"You like him inside you?" Jennie asks.
Rosé tries to answer, but Jennie's grip is just tight enough to make speech difficult. You watch as Rosé's eyes flutter, pleasure and slight restriction blending in her expression. Your hand comes up and mimics Jennie's, your fingers closing gently over Jennie's hand, and she moans, her pussy clenching around your cock.
"Such a good girl," you murmur, fucking into her with measured strokes. "Taking Daddy's cock so well."
You have three pussies to fill tonight, and you need to make this last. So after several deep thrusts, your hand still wrapped around Rosé's neck, you pull out again, releasing her throat at the same time.
She whimpers in protest, her body arching toward you, desperate to feel you inside her again. But you're already moving, shifting to Jisoo on the right side. She's been watching the whole time, her hand working between her legs, her expression one of calm patience. When you position yourself at her entrance, she reaches up and grabs your face, pulling you down for a kiss.
It's intense and passionate, her tongue sliding against yours as you push inside her. Unlike with Jennie and Rosé, there's an immediate sense of power exchange. Even lying on her back, even in this submissive position, Jisoo's kiss dominates. She's the one controlling the pace of your mouth, her free hand moving to your back to pull you closer, and you find yourself surrendering to her without hesitation.
You break the kiss only to start moving, and your thrusts into her are deeper, more reverent than with the others. Her pussy is impossibly tight, and the way she's looking at you, with such clear affection and dominance, makes your heart race alongside your cock.
"That's it," she says, her hand sliding down your back to grip your ass. "Take what you need, but remember who you belong to."
"Always you," you confirm. Even as you're fucking all three of them, there's something about Jisoo that's just different. She's the anchor, the one who holds you steady.
You can feel your orgasm building faster now, the pleasure mounting with each stroke. She's so warm, so perfect around you, and the way she's looking at you is pushing you dangerously close to the edge. But you're not done yet. You still need to divide your load properly, to make sure each of them gets their share, gets that connection with you that comes with being bred.
So you slow down, deliberately, pulling back from the edge of climax. Your thrusts become longer, less frequent, and Jisoo smirks up at you, clearly aware of what you're doing.
"Such control," she murmurs. "My good boy is learning."
After several more careful strokes, you pull out, and Jisoo's hand slides to her own pussy, her fingers immediately resuming their work on her clit. You're breathing hard now, your cock aching with the need for release, but you hold it together.
You move back to Jennie, who's been watching with attention. Her hand has been busy between her legs, and she's flushed, clearly aroused and ready. When you position yourself at her entrance again, she wraps her legs around your waist immediately, pulling you into her.
This time, you don't go slow. You thrust into her with more force, your hips snapping forward, and she cries out, her nails raking down your back. This is the aggressive side of Jennie, the one that matches your intensity and pushes you harder, and you respond by bringing your hand down on her face with a sharp slap.
The sound echoes through the room, and Jennie's pussy clenches around you in response, her eyes rolling back slightly. You do it again, harder, and she arches up toward you, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. You grip her hip with one hand and continue to slap her face with the other, her cheek reddening with each impact. She's so responsive, so eager for the rough treatment, and you can feel her getting closer to climax. But just as she starts to tighten around you, just as her breathing becomes more ragged, you slow down, your thrusts becoming deliberate and measured again.
"Not yet," you tell her. "We're going to do this together."
She pouts, frustrated, but doesn't argue. You pull out, and she immediately reaches for her clit again, her fingers working frantically to keep herself on edge. You move to Rosé, and she's been watching, waiting, her thighs spread invitingly.
This time when you enter her, you go slow and deep, your cock sliding all the way in until your pelvis is pressed against hers. She wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you down onto her, and you let yourself rest there for a moment, just enjoying the feel of being inside her without moving.
"I love you," she whispers against your ear.
"I love you too," you reply, and then you start to move, your thrusts slow and tender, contrasting to what you were just doing with Jennie.
You can feel your pleasure building again, that coil in your abdomen getting tighter, and this time you don't pull back. You keep moving, letting the sensation build, letting yourself get closer and closer to that edge. Your thrusts pick up pace slightly, becoming more urgent, and Rosé's nails dig into your shoulders.
"You're going to cum," she says, and it's not a question.
"Soon," you confirm. "Going to give you my cum."
A few more strokes, and you're there, right at the precipice. You can feel your cock starting to pulse, the first waves of orgasm beginning to crest. You hold yourself there for a moment, right on the edge, savoring the sensation, and then you push in deep, as deep as you can go, and let the first load of cum shoot out.
It's intense, waves of pleasure rolling through you as you fill her, your cock pulsing inside her pussy. You can feel the heat of your own release, can feel her pussy clamping down on you, milking you for every drop. You stay inside her for a few moments, letting yourself ride out the first wave, then carefully pull out.
Your cock is still hard, still eager, and you're not done yet. You move back to Jennie. She immediately opens her legs wider, and you enter her with a groan. You're not as deep in the throes of pleasure now, having released some of it inside Rosé, but you're still incredibly sensitive, still building toward another climax.
You thrust into her with purpose, your hips moving in a steady rhythm. She meets you thrust for thrust, her pussy gripping you, trying to pull more cum from you. You can already feel yourself getting close again, the pleasure building rapidly, your cock throbbing inside her.
"Give it to me," Jennie demands. "Fill me up, Daddy. Make me pregnant."
You thrust deep, burying yourself inside her, and let the second load spill into her. It's not as intense as the first, but it's still powerful, still fills you with that primal satisfaction of breeding her. You stay inside her for a moment, catching your breath, feeling the last pulses of pleasure fade. Then you pull out, your cock still semi-hard but definitely starting to soften now. You move to Jisoo, who's been watching the entire time, her hand still working between her legs.
"Last one," you say, positioning yourself at her entrance.
"Make it count," she replies, pulling you down for another kiss.
You enter her slowly, savoring every inch, and this time your thrusts are gentle and intimate. There's no aggression, no roughness, just you and her, connected and close. You can feel your cock throbbing inside her, feel the last vestiges of your cum ready to be released, and you take your time, making sure she feels every moment of it.
"I want all of it," she whispers against your lips. "Every last drop."
You thrust deep one final time, and your cock pulses as you release the last of your load inside her. It's less than before, but it's still substantial, still enough to fill her with your release. You stay inside her, unmoving, just feeling the connection between you two. When you finally pull out, all three of them are lying there, their pussies leaking with your cum. Jennie's dark eyes are half-closed, satisfied. Rosé has a small, dreamy smile on her face. Jisoo is watching you with that calm, knowing expression that says she got exactly what she wanted.
"Beautiful," you murmur, taking in the sight of all three of them marked by you, claimed by you, carrying your seed inside them.
"Now," Jisoo says, her hand sliding to her pussy to push some of your cum deeper inside, "we wait. And we hope.”
—
Three months later, the world gets the news: BLACKPINK is going on an indefinite hiatus.
The official statement cites exhaustion from the grueling world tour, a need for rest and personal time, and vague mentions of the members pursuing individual projects. The media speculates endlessly; are they disbanding? Is there conflict? What does this mean for their future? But none of them are close to the truth.
The truth is much simpler, and currently resting in the master bedroom of your penthouse on a lazy Sunday morning.
The bed is a tangle of limbs and sheets, all four of you sprawled together. Jisoo is propped up against the headboard, pillows cushioning her back, and you're lying with your head in her lap. Rosé is curled against your side, one leg draped over yours, while Jennie is stretched out on your other side, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your chest.
"Still can't believe we actually pulled it off," Jennie says. "Three positive tests on the same day. What are the odds?"
"Pretty good when you're trying as hard as we were," Rosé replies with a soft giggle, her hand moving to rest on the gentle swell of her stomach. At five months, she's starting to show a noticeable curve.
Jisoo's belly is similar, maybe slightly more pronounced, and when you glance down at Jennie, you can see the same telltale bump beneath the thin sheet covering her.
"The company bought the hiatus excuse completely," Jisoo says, running her fingers through your hair in soothing strokes. "They think we're just burnt out and need time to recharge before contract renegotiations."
"They're going to lose their minds when they find out the real reason," you say.
"Let them," Jennie says. "By the time anyone figures it out, we'll be too far along to do anything about it. And honestly? I don't care. This is what we want."
"What we've always wanted," Rosé adds softly. "A family. With you."
You shift slightly, turning to press a kiss to Jisoo's stomach through her silk nightgown. "Still feels like a dream sometimes," you admit. "All of you, pregnant. Starting this life together."
"It's real," Jisoo assures you, her hand moving from your hair to cup your cheek. "Very, very real."
There's a comfortable silence for a moment, all of you just basking in the peace of the morning. Then Jennie breaks it with a thoughtful hum.
"So," she starts, propping herself up on one elbow to look at all of you, "we should probably start planning the wedding."
That gets everyone's attention. Rosé sits up slightly, her eyes widening. "We're really doing that? All of us? Together?"
"Of course we are," Jisoo says matter-of-factly. "We're having babies together. Why wouldn't we get married together?"
"Because it's completely insane?" you offer, though you're grinning as you say it. "How do we even make that legal? I can't marry three people."
"Not legally, no," Jennie concedes. "But who cares about legal? We'll have our own ceremony. Our own vows. Make it real for us, even if the government doesn't recognize it."
"I love that idea," Rosé says, her face lighting up with excitement. "We could have it here, in the penthouse. Or maybe rent out a private villa somewhere. Just us and maybe a few close friends."
"Lisa would cry," Jisoo predicts with a fond smile. "She's already emotional about the babies. If we have a wedding too, she'll be a mess."
"She's going to be the best aunt," you say, thinking of Lisa's reaction when they'd finally told her. She'd been shocked at first, then ecstatic, then immediately started making plans to spoil the babies rotten.
"We could do it after the babies are born," Jennie suggests, warming to the idea. "When we're all recovered and the kids are a few months old. They could be there. Part of the ceremony."
"That's actually perfect," Rosé agrees. "I want them to be part of it. Our little family, all together from the start."
You can picture it clearly: the four of you exchanging vows, three infants in the arms of friends or family, a small intimate gathering celebrating not just your union but the family you've created. It's unconventional, maybe even crazy, but it's perfect for you.
"We'll need rings," Jisoo muses. "Matching ones, maybe. Something that shows we all belong to each other."
"And dresses," Rosé adds. "Though mine will have to be altered if I'm still carrying baby weight."
"We're completely insane," you murmur, laughing.
"Probably," Jennie agrees. "But we wouldn't have it any other way."
The conversation dissolves into laughter, all of you trying to imagine the logistics of such a ceremony, tossing out increasingly ridiculous ideas. Should you wear matching outfits? Should there be a cake? Multiple cakes? Who gives who away?
Eventually, the laughter fades into comfortable quiet again, and you shift positions, moving to kneel beside Jisoo. She watches you with curious eyes as you gently push up the hem of her nightgown, exposing her swollen belly and, more importantly, her breasts.
They're noticeably fuller now, heavy with milk that's already starting to come in despite it being early. The sight of them, knowing what they're preparing for, who they're preparing for, makes desire stir low in your gut. You lean down and press a soft kiss to the curve of one breast, then trail your lips toward her nipple.
"May I?" you ask, looking up at her.
Jisoo's smile is soft and indulgent. "Of course, baby. They're yours."
You seal your lips around her nipple and suck gently. The taste of her milk hits your tongue almost immediately, sweet and rich, and you moan softly at the sensation.
"That's it," Jisoo murmurs, her hand coming to rest on the back of your head, holding you to her. "Good boy. Drink from Mommy."
You suck harder, drawing more milk from her, and she sighs contentedly above you. Her free hand moves to her other breast, massaging it slightly to encourage the flow.
Beside you, Rosé and Jennie watch with soft smiles. Then, as if drawn by some unspoken agreement, they move closer. Rosé's lips find your shoulder, pressing gentle kisses along your skin. Jennie's hand slides down your back, her touch feather-light and soothing.
"Love you so much," Rosé whispers against your shoulder between kisses. "Love everything about you."
Jennie's lips join Rosé's, kissing down your spine, across your shoulder blades, anywhere she can reach. "Our perfect Daddy," she murmurs. "Taking care of Mommy so well."
You continue to nurse from Jisoo, her milk flowing steadily, her hand stroking your hair in time with your suckling. "This is everything I ever wanted," Jisoo says softly. "All of us together like this. Our babies on the way. A future we're building together."
You pull back from her breast long enough to look up at her. "It's everything I wanted too," you tell her honestly. "I didn't even know I wanted it until I had you. All of you."
"We're so lucky," Rosé says, her kisses moving to your neck now. "To have found each other. To have this."
"Luckiest people in the world," Jennie agrees, her hand sliding around to rest on your chest, right over your heart.
You return to Jisoo's breast, switching to the other one now, giving it the same attention. She hums in contentment, her body relaxing further against the pillows.
Time seems to slow down, the outside world fading away until there's nothing but this moment, this bed, these three women who have become your entire universe. The future stretches out before you, uncertain in some ways…
but absolutely certain in others.
