It's a lazy Saturday morning, and I'm deep into my PC game, the glow of the screen lighting up my room as I mash buttons, trying to level up my character. The door creaks open without a knock, and there she is—Chaeyoung, my sister from Twice, looking flustered with her cheeks already pink. We've never gotten along great, always bickering over stupid stuff, but when push comes to shove, we look out for each other. No questions asked.
She hovers in the doorway, fidgeting with the hem of her oversized hoodie. 'Hey... can you help me with something?' Her voice is small, not her usual sassy tone.
I pause the game, spinning my chair to face her. 'What now? Borrow money for more makeup?'
'No, idiot. It's... serious. Pull something out for me.' She crosses her arms, avoiding my eyes.
I blink, confused. 'Pull what out? Like a splinter?'
She sighs, stepping inside and shutting the door. 'Don't laugh, okay? Promise.' Her face turns even redder. 'I was... cleaning my pussy, and the tool I used got stuck inside. It's still there.'
I burst out laughing before I can stop myself, the absurdity hitting me. Chaeyoung with something jammed in her pussy? 'Wait, you're pranking me, right? This is some weird Twice initiation thing?'
Her eyes widen, and she stomps her foot. 'It's not a prank! It hurts, and I can't get it out myself.'
I wipe my eyes, still chuckling but seeing the panic in her expression. She's not joking. 'Okay, fine. Why not go to the hospital? Pros handle that stuff.'
She shakes her head furiously. 'Are you crazy? If paparazzi catch wind, it'll be all over the news. 'Idol Chaeyoung's embarrassing ER visit.' No way. You're family. You have to help.'
My heart races a bit—nervous as hell, but there's this twisted excitement bubbling under the surface. I shove those thoughts down deep; she's my sister, and I care about her, even if we fight like cats and dogs. 'Alright, alright. Lay down on the bed. Let's see what we're dealing with.'
She hesitates, then nods, kicking off her slippers and climbing onto my unmade bed, lying back with her legs pressed together. 'Turn off the lights first.'
I reach for the switch but pause. 'How am I supposed to see the damn thing if it's dark?'
Chaeyoung buries her face in her hands. 'Just... do it. I'm embarrassed enough. I don't want you staring at my pussy like that.' Her voice muffles, but I can hear the vulnerability there, mixed with that reluctant trust we share.
I flick the light switch off, plunging the room into dimness, the only glow coming from my paused PC screen in the corner. It's not pitch black—enough shadows to make out shapes, but her details are softened, which I guess is what she wants. My pulse hammers in my ears as I approach the bed, the air thick with unspoken awkwardness. Chaeyoung's lying there, knees bent slightly, her hoodie riding up just enough to show the edge of her shorts. She's breathing shallow, eyes squeezed shut like she's bracing for judgment.
'Okay, uh... spread your legs a bit,' I mutter, my voice rougher than I intend. She whimpers softly but complies, parting her thighs with a reluctant shift. In the low light, I can make out the outline of her shorts clinging to her hips, the fabric damp in spots—probably from whatever mess she's in. I kneel at the edge of the bed, hands hovering, unsure where to start. 'What exactly is this 'tool'? Like, a vibrator or something?'
She groans, covering her face again. 'Just... a handle from a makeup brush. Slim, but the end got wedged. Please, don't make me say more.' Her voice cracks, embarrassment radiating off her like heat.
I nod, even though she can't see it, and grab the nearest thing on my desk—a ballpoint pen, the kind with a smooth, rounded cap. It's not ideal, but better than nothing while I figure this out. My fingers tremble as I tug her shorts down gently, exposing her bare pussy to the cool room air. She's completely shaved, lips puffy and glistening, a faint sheen of arousal or sweat making her folds shine faintly in the PC glow. The brush handle peeks out just a fraction, lodged between her inner walls, her clit peeking swollen above it. My throat tightens—nerves and that forbidden thrill warring inside me. I care about her, damn it; this is just helping.
'Tell me if it hurts,' I say, clicking the pen cap off for a better grip. I press the tip lightly against the exposed end of the handle, trying to hook it out. Her pussy clenches immediately, a visible twitch rippling through her labia as she gasps. The muscles flutter, sucking the handle deeper for a split second before relaxing. 'Shit, it's gripping tight.'
'Oh god,' she moans, hips bucking involuntarily. 'That... tickles weird. Try again.' Her voice is breathy, thighs quivering as she fights to stay still. I push the pen tip firmer, rotating it to catch the edge, but her inner walls spasm around the intrusion, the handle slipping further in with a wet squelch. Her pussy lips part slightly, revealing the slick pink inside, contracting in rhythmic pulses that make my cock stir against my pants. I swallow hard, focusing on the task, but the heat from her core radiates onto my hand, her scent—musky and sweet—filling my nose.
Another try: I angle the pen better, sliding it alongside the handle to lever it free. Her entrance twitches wildly now, folds fluttering like they're alive, a fresh trickle of wetness seeping out and coating my knuckles. Chaeyoung's breath hitches into a whine, her hands fisting the sheets. 'Nngh... it's moving, but... deeper. Feels so full.' Her body betrays her words, hips tilting up toward my touch, chasing the pressure despite the embarrassment. The tension coils in the air, electric—my excitement mirroring her involuntary responses, but I shove it down, reminding myself this is necessity, not desire.
The pen slips, useless against the slickness, and I pull back, frustrated. 'This isn't working. Too blunt.' My mind races to the next option, heart pounding as I wipe my hand on my jeans. Her pussy still throbs visibly, entrance winking open and closed in aftershocks, begging for something more precise.
'Use your finger,' she whispers, so quiet I almost miss it. Her cheeks burn even in the dark, but there's a needy edge to her tone now, the secrecy amplifying everything. I hesitate, the line blurring, but she needs this. I care—have to.
I slick my index finger with spit, then trace her outer lips first, feeling the heat and the way she shudders. Her pussy responds instantly, twitching toward my touch, labia swelling fuller under the contact. 'Like this?' I ask, voice low, as I circle the handle's base, probing gently.
'Y-yes,' she breathes, legs spreading wider on their own. I slide my finger in alongside the handle, her walls clamping down hot and velvety around both. The twitch is intense—her pussy muscles ripple in waves, squeezing my digit in a vise that makes me grit my teeth. Wetness floods out, easing the way, but also heightening every sensation: the slick slide, the pulse of her inner ridges gripping and releasing. I curl my finger, hooking the handle's end, and pull slowly. She cries out, back arching, her clit throbbing visibly as another spasm rocks her core, juices dripping down to her ass.
It's fighting me, her body turned on by the invasion despite—or because of—the taboo. My own arousal throbs painfully, but I focus, twisting my finger deeper. The handle inches out, her pussy fluttering erratically, contractions milking my skin like it's trying to pull me in further. 'Almost... hold on,' I grunt, sweat beading on my forehead from the effort and the charged atmosphere.
With a final, firm tug, the handle pops free, slick and glistening, leaving her entrance gaping slightly, twitching in relief and lingering need. Chaeyoung collapses back, panting, her pussy still quivering with aftershocks, folds slick and flushed. I stare for a beat too long, the sight burned into my mind, before tossing the tool aside and pulling her shorts back up gently.
'You okay?' I ask, voice hoarse, turning the light back on dimly to check her face.
She nods, avoiding my eyes, but a small, grateful smile tugs at her lips. 'Yeah... thanks. Don't tell anyone.' The tension lingers, unspoken, but in that moment, our sibling bond feels a little less strained—forged in this weird, intimate secret.
MOMO was looking forward to a quiet evening with her boyfriend, Heechul, when the interruption of a doorbell disrupted her plans. Opening the door, she found her friend Se Yoon standing there, accompanied by Se Yoon's brother, Min Ho. Min Ho, with headphones on, couldn't help but be captivated by MOMO's appearance. Her tank top barely contained her ample breasts, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage, while her short skirt showcased her toned legs and perfectly proportioned figure.
Min Ho's eyes wandered from her sexy abs, down to her thighs, which were fair and alluring. He couldn't help but think how lucky Heechul was to be with such a stunning and famous woman. The sight of her ignited a physical response, and he felt himself becoming aroused.
Se Yoon, seeing the opportunity, asked MOMO to watch over him as he prepared for his college entrance exam. Min Ho's mind raced with excitement at the prospect of spending a weekend alone with the alluring MOMO in her home. He imagined the envy of his friends, knowing he would be in the presence of such a stunning woman. His eyes lingered on her body, taking in the sight of her boobs straining against her tank top and her ass perfectly accentuated by her short skirt. He swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure, but the sight of her in those sexy clothes was almost too much to bear.
She pulled back a chair, smiling at him as his sister left. “ Feel yourself at home, Min ho, I will tell Heechul to set up the guest room for you so you can study here until then.”
Min-ho smiled as he sat down. “Thank you, noona.”
As Heechul descended the stairs and engaged Min Ho in conversation, he then excused himself to prepare his room. MOMO, meanwhile, was busy preparing something, giving Min Ho the perfect opportunity to feast his eyes on her. His gaze was drawn to her cleavage, barely contained by her tank top. He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be her boyfriend, to have access to that body anytime he wanted. His thoughts were filled with visions of fucking her relentlessly, in every room of the house, until she was begging him to stop. He admired her figure, convinced that her body was made for nothing but pleasure and desire.
Min Ho attempted to focus on his studies, but his eyes were continually drawn to MOMO's chest, where her boobs seemed to be spilling out of her tank top. It was nearly impossible to concentrate with such a tantalizing sight before him. His thoughts wandered to the taste of her breasts in his mouth, imagining how his hands would barely be able to contain their weight. He fantasized about the sensation of her soft, full tits against his skin. His mind was consumed with the idea of taking her from behind, losing himself in the pleasure of her body. He started stroking his hard-on under the table.
Momo looked at the boy looking at her, and she thought Why was he looking at her like that.
As MOMO approached with a plate of fruits, a warm smile on her face, Min Ho quickly adjusted himself, trying to hide his growing erection beneath the table. His heart raced, hoping that she hadn't noticed the telltale bulge in his pants. He attempted to compose himself, but his mind was a whirlwind of desire and anticipation, unable to focus on anything other than the alluring woman before him.
As MOMO leaned in to examine his book, Min Ho found himself enveloped in her intoxicating scent, a blend of sweet and musky that seemed to dance around him, teasing his senses. Her breasts, barely contained by her tank top, were mere inches from his face, their softness and weight evident even through the thin fabric. The deep valley of her cleavage was on full display, inviting his gaze to wander and imagine the pleasures hidden beneath. Her face, with its flawless skin and captivating features, was so close he could see the flecks of color in her eyes.
It was a moment of pure, unadulterated desire, far more intense than any fantasy he had indulged in while looking at her photos or fan cams. The reality of her presence, the warmth of her body, and the allure of her scent made his cock strain painfully against his pants, harder than he had ever felt before.
Momo saw his boner in the corner of her eyes, the size too big for her to miss. God is that's his bulge. I didn't even do anything. Her lips formed a smile, thinking about how 18-year-olds are always raging with hormones.
She knew how sexy she was, and she was in these skimpy clothes was just too much for this boy.
Later that night
Min Ho was jolted awake by a series of soft, rhythmic sounds that seemed to be coming from down the hall. Curiosity and a deep-seated desire compelled him to slip out of his room and move stealthily towards the source of the noise. As he approached MOMO's room, he hesitated for a moment before gently pushing the door open just enough to peek inside.
What he saw made his heart race and his cock throb. MOMO was on top of Heechul, her gorgeous body moving in a hypnotic rhythm as she rode him. Her boobs, full and heavy, bounced with each movement, the sight of them almost too much for Min Ho to bear. He could see the outline of Heechul's cock, thick and hard, disappearing into her pussy with each thrust. MOMO's lips were parted, trying to suppress her moans, but the look of pure pleasure on her face was undeniable. Her toned stomach glistened with a thin sheen of sweat, and her shaved pussy was slick and inviting.
Min Ho's hand moved instinctively to his own cock, stroking it through his pants as he watched the scene unfold. He could hear Heechul's breathing grow heavier, his grip on MOMO's hips tightening as he tried to hold back his climax. But it was no use. With a final, deep thrust, Heechul groaned loudly, his body shaking as he came. MOMO, however, looked frustrated, her body still craving more. "Hyung, you are too useless, aren't you?" she said, her voice a mix of exasperation and desire.
As Heechul rolled over, exhausted and spent, MOMO turned her head, and her eyes met Min Ho's. For a moment, they both froze, shock and desire coursing through them. Then, her gaze drifted down to his cock, now fully erect and straining against his hand. The size and girth of it seemed to baffle her, and Min Ho could see the surprise and curiosity in her eyes.
He quickly retreated to his room, his heart pounding and his cock still rock hard. The image of MOMO's perfect body, her boobs bouncing, and her pussy slick with desire was seared into his mind. He knew he wouldn't be able to forget this night anytime soon, and the thought of what might have been if Heechul hadn't been so quick to finish left him aching with need.
Momo walked out in her robe wanting to confront Minho on peeping on them, but she could not erase those images of his thick, hard cock from her mind. Heechul has not been satisfying her lately, and it has made her more sexually frustrated again and again.
Even during performance, the fans below staring at her boobs and ass made her horny, and her pussy leaked as she returned to the change rooms. She sighed as she placed her hands on his door handle, and her eyes widened, hearing the moans coming from the room, and she could hear her name being said, and it was Minho’s voice.
She opened the door and her whole body froze seeing Minho bare naked sitting on the edge of the bed, he had his eyes closed as he stroked his heavy, thick cock, and Momo didn’t hear it wrong, he was thinking of her and her sexy body while stroking that big cock.
Her gaze landed on his big cock, It was glorious, thick, long, and hard. Twice the size of what Heechul had, and she could see precum oozing out of it. She had to snap herself back, trying not to focus her attention on his cock as she walked towards him.
“What are you doing?” Momo asked as she stood in front of him.
She was wearing a silk robe that clung to her curves, the deep V-neck revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. The robe was belted loosely at the waist, hinting at the delicious contours of her body beneath the thin material.
Min Ho's eyes were drawn to her long, toned legs, which were barely covered by the hem of the robe. The sight of her bare feet and the way the fabric hugged her thighs made his mouth go dry. As she moved closer, he could see the outline of her nipples through the robe, hard and prominent, begging to be touched. Her hair was slightly disheveled, adding to her allure and making her look even more irresistible.
MOMO's presence filled the room, her scent a heady mix of sweet and musky that seemed to envelop him. She moved with a grace and confidence that was intoxicating, her hips swaying gently with each step. Min Ho's gaze traveled from her face, taking in her full lips and captivating eyes, down to her body, imagining what lay beneath the robe. The thought of her naked, her boobs spilling out of the fabric, and her pussy bare and ready for him made his cock strain
His mind snapped back from her question, and he finally started panicking. What if she tells his sister about this?
He looked at her without answering as he found a pillow to cover his cock from her.
“Instead of studying, this is what you were doing ?” Momo said as she crossed her arms, making those tits even bigger.
“What else am I supposed to do?” He looked up at her, deciding to take the plunge.
Momo looked at him, “What do you mean ?”
“You know what I mean.” He pulled away his pillow once again, his cock in full glory in front of her. he stroked it while looking at her sexy body.
“I was trying to study, but then I heard you and Heechul hyung, and this happened.” his hands stroking himself even more. “Since then, I have been unable to study anymore.”
Momo had her eyes fixed on his cock. “Gosh, it’s so big and thick.” The thought ran through her mind, now seeing his cock this close to her.
She felt that it was her fault as they should have been considerate of the guest and had not made love, and it was not even enjoyable for her.
“I am sorry, Minho, I know what you mean.”
He stroked his cock even more as he said, “I have been jerking off thinking about your body for some time now.”
Momo had a sly smile on her lips as he saw the boy in front of her
“Oh, then I should help you take care of that, ohh looks painful,” Momo said with a smile as he gracefully used her hands to strip herself of the gown she was wearing, trailing down her sexy body.
Minho stared at her body, finally his dreams coming true. The body which he craved while fapping in his home watching her videos and fancams was now bare nude in front of him. He pinched himself, making sure that this was not a dream.
She trailed her fingers down her body, tracing her nipples and then trailing down those abs to her pussy, giving him a sexy smile. He had seen that smile many times when she was performing, and seeing it now in these private settings made him groan in pleasure.
She slowly cupped her breasts, bringing them together and rubbing them as she looked at him with a teasing smile. “Does this make you hard. I saw you staring at them from the moment you entered the house.” Her accent while she was speaking Korean made him horny even more.
He lifted his hands, cupping those big tits, making sure that he was making full use of this opportunity. He could feel the weight of her breasts. He cupped them and started squeezing them, making her moan, and also shocked her as his fingers trapped her nipples between them, making her body tremble. He was rough with her boobs, unlike Heechul. She was surprised by how skillful his hands were while handling those big boobs. How could an 18-year-old have this much skill handling her? She was sure that Minho was not some naive, innocent boy as he stood up now, both of them the same height. His hands applied even more pressure on her boobs, molding them in different shapes
He turned her around, his hands snaking under her shoulders, grabbing both those tits in his hands, one hand squeezing those hard, sensitive nipples, pinching and pulling them while his other hand fully milking her other boobs.
Her whole body trembled as his hands felt good, and she could feel his cock rubbing along her pussy between her thighs. She could still not believe that he was able to handle her body with such ease, making her knees tremble in pleasure. One thought was running through her mind.
I am losing control. Fuck, he’s too good.
She moaned as his cock rubbed her pussy lips more and more, making her leak below, flowing onto his cock, making it easier to rub it along her walls.
“My nipples are sensitive, take it easy, Minho-ya.” Hearing this, Min-ho smirked as he turned her around and took one boob in his mouth. His hot tongue flicking those buds, making her shiver in pleasure. He flicked them up and down while Momo had her head thrown back in pleasure. She held on to his head as her body arched in his embrace.
“Aah, aaah, That feels so good, Fuck, Your tongue is amazing.” Momo moaned in pleasure while her thighs rubbed against his cock
Feeling her thighs rubbing against his cock, he leaned in closer while whispering in her ear, “Take my cock in your hands, Noona, Stroke it hard.”
His hands grabbed her hands and placed them on his thick, hard cock. Her eyes still closed in pleasure, and now that his cock was in her hands, she started stroking it slowly, her fingers running along its length.
He was hung like a horse, and Momo had never seen anything like this. Heechul was just below average in this department. She was from Japan, and being conservative, she was not so outgoing when it came to relationships, and now Minho was slowly opening her up. Her inner wild side was blazing through as she indulged in her fantasies this one time.
Minho grabbed her boobs once again and squeezed them, and his mouth started sucking on her nipple, making her moan loudly once more in excitement. Her stroking of his cock became faster.
He looked up at her and whispered, “This is not enough, Noona.” He grabbed her shoulders and made her kneel, her stunning, beautiful face now near his cock.
“I want those boobs to please my cock, Noona,” He said, looking at her. Momo smiled as she used both hands to stroke his cock. She had to use both hands to barely cover the length of his cock. She brought it closer to his boobs, rubbing his cock on her nipples, making her moan loudly.
“Fuck I need to fuck your breasts right now, I have only seen them in videos, but now seeing them like this, I would regret not fucking them.”
He pulled her up and pushed her into the bed, and Momo, with a gasp, fell onto her back, her big titties bouncing up and down as she fell. He mounted on the bed and placed his cock between those boobs as he fucked in between them
Her boobs were big and soft, cushioning his cock as he moved his hips back and forth, his long cock coming out of the valley near her mouth. She looked at the tip of his cock, very near to her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, tasting his precum oozing out of the tip. His cock was very hot as it was completely buried in her boobs.
Momo never thought that one day her boobs would be used like this, that too by an 18-year-old kid. She felt that she had become a fuck toy for him. He had the same look in his eyes as the male fans who looked at her from below the stage. They were not lucky enough, but Minho was lucky enough to completely enjoy his sexy body.
She always knew the effect she had on men, and she had used it only on the stage, making sure that her fans were teased, a sexy glance, a squat to make sure that they got an eyefull of her sexy ass and now being used like this made her even more soaked, Her juices dripping on the sheets. She couldn’t wait to get pounded by his hot, thick cock.
She used both her hands to squeeze her boobs together, making him groan, feeling his cock getting trapped even tighter between her valley.
Heechul’s room
Heechul woke up to find Momo not beside him and looked around in confusion as he stood up and searched for her, and finally finding light still on in Minho’s room, he knocked on the door.
Both Momo and Min-ho panicked as they heard the knock, and both rushed towards the table where he was studying earlier. Momo went under the table as Min-ho sat down on the chair, making sure that Heechul could not see his hard cock now hidden by the table. Momo clutched her hands hard and her face so close to his cock could see his cock twitching, feeling turned on by the situation.
“Hyung, you can come in,” Minho said as he opened a book and pretended he was studying the whole time. Heechul opened the door and, seeing Min-ho still studying hard, gave him a nod, coming closer to his table.
His cock twitched hard again, almost hitting her face under the table.
“You are really working hard. “ Heechul said as he leaned on the table.
He could feel her breath on his cock, and he knew that her face was very close to his cock.
“What can I say? I am really a hard-working student.” He said as he felt her warm breath once again on his cock. He clutched the book harder so that he would not moan in pleasure.
“Have you seen Momo?” Heechul asked, and Minho could feel Momo tensing up under the table, her breath on his cock becoming Rapid.
“She came earlier to give me some fruits, and then she went down.”
“Down ?” Heechul asked in confusion as he didn’t see her downstairs.
Minho placed his hand under the Table on Momo’s head as he pushed her head down on his cock, making her fully swallow his cock to its middle, making her choke on it. “Yeah, down, I mean downstairs.”
Momo looked up from under the table in shock with half of his cock inside her mouth, as she heard Heechul ask Minho, “Are you comfortable here?”
“I am feeling fantastic here, especially since Noona has been very welcoming.
She couldn’t bear anymore as her head started bobbing up and down on his cock, trying to take it in full, but she was unable to do so.
This was making her hornier as her juices started dripping down the floor under the table. Her fingers found her pussy, fingering her pussy, making her moan on his cock.
“She always takes care of guests, make sure you thank her well.”
“Of course, I am giving her a big thank you”. Minho smiled as she felt Momo’s mouth go faster on his cock, and he could feel her body trembling from the pleasure. And finally, when Heechul went out, Minho came in her mouth, and at the same time, Momo's whole body trembled as she climaxed over and over again on her fingers.
After some time
Momo went inside the bed sheets. Heechul looked at her and asked, “Where were you, Momo? Minho said that you were Downstairs.”
“Yeah, I went to get something to eat,” Momo said as she licked her lips, fully swallowing his load in her mouth
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haiiii !!, i’ve been lurking around here n’ i noticed that you write sana as a sub which is actually amazing because i’ve been having such sub!puppy sana brainrot :(((, like imagine her being all needy ‘n whiny cause she can’t fuck you ☹️☹️ soooo i have a request !! dom!fem reader punishing sub!sana for being bratty ‘n her punishment is practically the end of the world for the poor angel :(((
notes: thank you for 300 followers! sorry this took so long <3
a low whine.
that's majorly what you heard for a majority of the day. sana's slow, soft whines. like a small pup as she pawed at your shirt or your pants, eyes all big and round and lips all pretty and pouty. she was upset, clearly, and you knew why. this morning in bed she'd woken you up - rutting against your leg like a desperate little thing and trying to get your permission to touch both you and herself. naturally, you said no.
and so now here you were, quietly managing your work while sana sat by your side, pawing desperately at your thigh. you were sat at your work desk, silently typing away, and sana was kneeled by your side - her head resting against your leg as she pawed.
"please...?"
"no."
"pleaseeeeeeee," she whimpered. "I've been so good all week...'s not fair..."
“you have not.” you scoff. “you wake me up an hour before my alarm with your damn rutting, you whine and beg all day and deliberately ignore your friends just so you can rut some more, it’s pathetic. really.”
sana whines, pushing onto her knees and resting her hands on your thighs. “b-but mama I-”
“get down, pup.”
she flinches back at your snap, lowering and allowing her hands to fall into her lap. she pouts, giving another weak, puppish whine.
you merely roll your eyes, continuing your work - before you feel her shift, straddling your leg. you glance down, slightly bewildered to find the poor thing lugging herself up with the toe of your boot, looking up at you with a pout. “..seriously?”
“please..” the brunette whines, giving a slow rut against your boot. the friction makes a weak hitch of her breath fall, as she whimpers. “please..just one touch..”
you gawk at the sight. sana is fully rubbing into you, whimpering and whining about as her panties practically drench. after a few seconds, your shoe even lifts, teasing her clit through the fabric. tears of relief spring to the pups eyes. “a-ah..thank you..”
you scoff slightly. “…you’re so..dirty.”
the degradation hits her square in the chest and she sputters, shifting against your shoe. you cock your head as if getting a better angle, giving a huff in response. “really? you liked that?”
sana whines again, nuzzling more intently against you.
with a sigh, you shut your lap top, and the puppy thinks she’s won - for a brief moment.
that is, before you grab her (albeit a bit gently) by her hand, making her stand. she yelps, her legs shaking slightly as she stands - another hitch of her breath as she’s pressed against your desk - her rear perched in the air. your hand comes down in a quick, hard slap, making sana sputter. “o-ow! what was that for?”
“talking back now?” another slap. the skin beneath your hand has already reddened, and sana looks back with flushed cheeks. “really, puppy, i’m honestly disappointed in you. you couldn’t even last one day without my touch.”
another slap, and she yelps again, thighs pressing together needily. “I-I’m sorry..!”
“are you?” you scoff, another slap. “count.”
another slap and the puppy is whimpering. “f-four..?"
slap after slap, your puppy whimpers and whines, trembling softly with each clap of your hand down against her. by the end she's an even bigger dripping mess, leaking arousal down her pretty thighs. you lift her up then, sitting her down on your desk and watching as she instinctively spreads her legs for you.
"please.." she whimpers, squirming. her poor bottom was so sore now, and her core was all achy. "please touch me..i-i'll be good..I promise.."
"oh will you now?" your head cocks, hands running teasingly up her thighs and watching as she trembles with anticipation. you reach her inner thighs, and bring your pointer finger forward, rubbing slowly over the location of her clit through her panties. she jolts - her body fully shaking at the touch.
"o-oh..thank you.." a weak whimper. "thank you.."
you hum, rubbing her clit slowly, watching as she lifts and rubs her hips up against every touch. no playing for so long has left her needy, and so she jumps toward her brink almost instantly. you tease her up, allowing her to think she can cum, but just before she does - you tug your hand away.
her eyes fly open. "a-ah! why did you-"
a soft slap against her cunt, and sana's head is falling back. "bad girls don't get to cum, honey" you tut, shaking your head with another slap. "you ought to know that. now be a good girl and keep these legs spread."
she whimpers, nodding along.
your hands move, slipping down her soaked panties and tossing them aside. you lean in, fingers teasing through her folds before shoving in. sana groans, her legs shaking through a ruined edge as you begin to finger her - hard.
her moans are weak and puppyish - whines and sweet little whimpers here and there that drive you insane. your fingers work inside her wet heat - scissoring, teasing, stroking her walls until her body is tensing all over again. "you wanna cum already?" you scoff. "i've barely even touched you, needy little thing."
sana whimpers, unable to meet your gaze as she squirms.
you shake your head, fingering her a bit quicker, rubbing the spots inside that make her hips back up, needy and ready to cum. "p-please..please i'll be good, just wanna..ah.."
"hmmm," you tug out and she groans again, but you waste zero time in dropping low, pressing your mouth to her core. she practically collapses against you, a hand running into your hair as you lap at her folds, sucking and teasing her clit and pushing her right to that edge when-
"nnngh! baby!"
your puppy cums into your mouth with a weak jolt, her tummy slamming up and down with the force of waves of pleasure hitting her all at once. meanwhile you hum into her, drinking up every last drop as if it were sacred. she falls back, laying against your desk with a whine as her hips rub up and down slowly, edging her along her release everytime her clit bumped your nose.
you pulled back, eyeing the alluring sight of her pussy fluttering.
"there, happy?"
she whines, nodding quickly.
"y-yes..'m sorry, baby.."
'it's fine," you shake your head, leaning up and over her on the desk. kisses fall on her neck. "..my needy puppy, you just can't help it, huh?"
The pastor's strong voice resonates through the halls of the cathedral.
Nayeon rests back in her seat, sighing as she listens to him drone on and on. It wasn’t that she wasn’t interested- it’s just that she had much better things to get acquainted with.
Like you; the young girl trembling before her in nothing but your tiny white panties, a cute pink bow situated on their front. “Aren’t they cute?” You’d whisper innocently, looking down.
Nayeon would chuckle, resting her larger hand on your thigh. “Very cute,” She whispered, her hand flexing as it rubbed slowly. “I like the bow.”
Her comment made you grin. “I bought them with my allowance.”
“Oh? Did you now?” Nayeon chuckles, tongue darting out to wet her lips. “I’ll bet you just love to dress up like a pretty doll for women like me, hm?”
Your heart flutters and you nod shyly. “…just you.”
A flash of possession rises in Nayeon as she smirks up at you. “That’s right, baby. I’m the only woman in your life that can touch you like this.”
A flush invades your face as you nod, looking away toward the door. “…what if someone comes in..?”
The older woman hummed, rubbing all up and down your thighs. “Then you’ll be a good girl and put on a nice show, right?”
You whimper at the thought.
“I think somebody liked that…” Nayeon smirked, leaning into pepper kisses along your tummy. “My pretty girl…”
“I..” Shyly, you rest your hand on Nayeon’s head. “…we shouldn’t go that far..it’s blasphemous..”
“To feel pleasure?”
“In a church..”
“So?” Nayeon chuckles, hand slipping to palm at your hip. “Good girls like to feel pleasure. And you’re a good girl, right?”
Guilt swelled in you but you pushed it away with quick nods. “Y-Yes…’m a good girl..”
“That’s right, there we go…”
The older woman’s hands had begun a path upward, rubbing up your waist and to your back— unclasping your bra and pulling it from you. You squeaked, shy and bashful as you hit your chest. “N-Nayeon…!”
“Shh, don’t hide from me, bunny…” She’d coo, prying your hands away to gaze in full at the gently swell and slope of your chest. “Mm, so cute…”
Nayeon had waited for this moment. In the few months she knew you, she’d been inching closer and closer. First— subtle brushes of her hand against your waist, hugs from behind, her larger hand enveloping your small one. Then, it extended to shy kisses behind the altar, in the back before you joined the congregation.
You were so shy and soft when she’d pull you into a kiss— so squirmy when she’d knead your breasts in her hands in the back of the church, teasing you up until you couldn’t take it. All of this, and Nayeon had just now seen you naked.
Well, almost naked anyway.
Her thumb slipped over one budding nipple, watching you bite your lip as you watched your body's reaction. “So soft…” Nayeon would murmur, teasing the taunt bud until you squirmed.
“Too much..”
“Hmm,” She’d coo toward you like a mother. “Little baby can’t handle it?”
You felt patronized and compelled to withstand her soft torture.
From there Nayeon would fondle you slowly, hands moving in circular motions as she squeezed occasionally. The heat you began to feel pooled at your feet, working its way up until you were slightly lost for breath and preening your sensitive breasts into her hands with quiet whimpers.
Beautiful noises, Nayeon thought. One in a million.
Your thighs would brush together, an embarrassing amount of arousal gathering. It was nothing like you’d ever experienced. Sure, the older woman would caress you in the back of the church frequently, but never for such a long period of time like this. Never enough to make you achy, especially not down there.
“Nayeon…” You whimpered softly.
Her eyes flit to yours and then down to your thighs, a wicked smirk taking over. “Oh? Did I get you worked up down here?”
“Hmph..” Your brows pinched together as you nodded.
“Poor thing,” Nayeon tutted, reaching down and patting your legs very gently where you stood- she swallowed audibly at the sight. “…I’ll bet you haven’t ever been touched here, hm?”
“N-No…”
“Not even by yourself?”
You looked away ashamedly and Nayeon drank in the sight with greed. There was something about you being so untouched that worked her up so much. “It’s okay, pretty girl,” she whispered affectionately. “Nayeon’s here to help…”
As she said that, her thumb came to graze over where your clit was through your panties, making you jump and let out a soft moan at the feeling. Heat flooded your cheeks.
“I-I’m sorry—“
“No need to apologize,” Nayeon chuckled, rubbing in achingly slow circles. “It’s natural…”
Beyond flustered you said nothing else, only reached down to lace your hands in her hair with quiet whimpers and moans.
Nayeon changed from her thumb to her pointer finger on her dominant hand, rubbing down your folds through the silk of your panties, and then back up— forming a rhythm as your tiny body squirmed above her.
“Feels nice?”
“…tingly..” You’d whimper out.
The urge to rip these damn panties off of you was eating Nayeon alive, especially when you whispered so prettily like that. She stood quickly, pulling away and moving to slip off her shirt. “Lay on the floor.”
Compelled, you dropped down obediently and laid on your back, swallowing as you watched the older woman’s skin be revealed.
She was slim yet fit, her pale skin flushed at the joints. Nayeon wore a simple black bra that hugged her chest in close- and when she took off her jeans you found she’d slipped on mismatched panties. It didn’t matter, her body was soon against yours anyways— her lips locking onto yours softly.
You’d kiss back hesitantly. Inexperienced and shy, as you always did with Nayeon. Her hands squeezed your hips and her tongue caressed yours— overpowering it and pushing it down as she explored your mouth with ease. In the end she left you panting, gasping for breath as she moved to kiss down your neck.
“N-Nayeon—“
“Shh…”
Her hands continued their rubbing and squeezing of your hips as she bit your neck enough to mark but not enough to break skin. Her kisses were hot and sloppy, and she left a trail of their warmth down your jaw as she kissed and sucked feverishly— marking this pretty angel as her own.
You’d kissed were a mess of whimpers, that achy feeling growing in your tummy as her lips met your breasts— sucking in a soft manner like a baby. You’d felt an odd affection swell as you cradled her head, meeting her hooded eyes and whimpering at the sight.
Pure lust.
Nayeon was like a demon, ravaging an angel for the first time.
You felt powerless, but not in a bad way. It was a relief. Getting touched for the first time. Feeling wanted by someone.
Her lips kissed down your stomach now, eyes glancing down and eyeing your wet cunt through your panties. “You’re so fucking wet…” Nayeon chuckles. “For an innocent virgin you’re a real whore…” and then her hands dragged down— tugging your panties with them until they were off and tossed across the room. Your father’s voice rang out in the church— echoing in your ears.
Blasphemy.
But why did it feel so good?
“P-Please..” You’d whimper, hips bucking up involuntarily as you sniffed and pouted.
Nayeon grinned. “I’m gonna touch you bunny, let me have some fun first.” And her lips went back to your body.
You were covered in stains of red lipstick and bites by the time she finished. Her teeth had imprinted onto you like a starving animal— marking your once clear skin all the way up. It left the ache worse to the point where you had begun to subtly grind against her knee for any support.
But Nayeon shut it down with a quick peck on your lips. “Be good now, okay?”
“Y-Yes..” You whimpered, nodding like a guilty pup. “Sorry…”
“It’s fine, I always knew you’d be a dirty girl anyway.” Nayeon’s hand ran over your thigh, making it shudder as you pouted.
“Dirty…?”
“Oh yes,” She hummed, nodding downward. “Just look at the mess you made on me. You’re begging like a pretty whore to be touched…”
You whimpered at the name. “You shouldn't say stuff like that…it’s bad…”
Nayeon shook her head. “Don’t preach right and wrong to me, little one. Just a second ago you were aching for me to touch your little pussy.”
You squeak. “Don’t call it that…!”
The older woman merely sighs, parting your thighs more and altering you so you have your legs pushed up, dripping center on display for her. “Sorry wet and needy…a tight little virgin all for me..”
“Ngh..” You noised, flustered and wanton.
Course Nayeon and that husky tone she used with you.
“If you say you’re sorry for preaching to me..” Nayeon began, her pointer finger just barely grazing your folds. “I’ll touch you…”
“I’m so sorry.”
The quickness in your tone made her perk, and she laughed softly. “So obedient…my, my.”
After a thoughtful moment of consideration, Nayeon lowered herself to be positioned between your legs. You flushed up to your ears— feeling her breath against you. “W-Wait, that’s—!”
Too late.
Nayeon’s tongue had licked a slow strip from your entrance up to your clit, rolling the ball around with a mix of her saliva and your arousal. It made you squirm instantly, hips bucking your pussy into her mouth.
Her free hand holds your leg patiently as her other hand runs its fingers through your wet folds, inching down to your entrance while her mouth busies itself with your clit.
“N-Nayeon…!” You squirmed, eyes squeezing shut. Your inexperience led to a short amount of fear, a coil tightening on your stomach—
With that, Nayeon’s fingers dip down to your entrance and she pushes inside– caressing your hymen at first before shoving in fully. You let out a noise of pain followed quickly by a moan of pleasure as her fingers thrust in and out of your tight little cunt– loosening you nicely for her.
Nayeon’s lips pull off your clit, eyes falling to watch the erotic sight of her fingers pushing and pulling in and out of you, as you squeezed around her like a vice. “Goddamn…” She cursed, looked back at you and then down again. “You take me so well…”
A moan falls from your lips as she fingers you faster, building you swiftly up to the edge, and it’s almost embarrassing how needy you are for more. The feeling of a knot building in your tummy makes you tremble, body shaking as you whimper.
“F-Feel icky…”
“Are you going to cum?” Nayeon husks, kissing at your leg as she digs her lithe fingers inside of your cunt even more. “Mmm…you’re squeezing so tightly around me babygirl…wanna cum for me? Let the whole cathedral hear the Priests little bitch whimpering like a pup as she’s fucked?”
“N-Ngh..~” Your hips shake as you press closer, nodding mindlessly. “Y-Yes— oh God, please—“
“Ah, it’s so bad to say that~” Nayeon tutted, smirking as she watched your eyes fill with tears from the pleasure. It only served to turn her on more. “That’s so sexy…cry for me baby..”
You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut as the tears fell and your body continued to shake. “P-Please— feels so good—“
“Oh yeah?” Nayeon leaned back down- moving her fingers quicker. “I’ll bet you don’t even know how to finish, hm?”
“N-No..-“ You whimpered, sniffling messily as she fingered you. “P-Please—“
“Do you feel…” Her free hand slid up and pressed on your tummy, right where that knot was building. “Right here. A lot of warmth? Maybe a lot of tingles that make your legs feel like jelly…?”
You nodded messily, hips bucking.
“Good, good.” Nayeon cooed, leaning down to kiss at your neck as she continued. “Take a deep breath for me and relax your body— it’ll feel weird baby, but you just have to trust me…”
You did as she said, a soft cry leaving as your arms wrapped around her neck needily. “A-Ah..~ feels like- like-“
“I know,” Nayeon chuckles, her hand squeezing your hip now as she looked down and watched her fingers. “You’re not going to do…that, just trust me, and let it all go, okay?”
“B-But—“
“Come on, Y/n, be a good girl for me..” She’d husk, watching you squirm so desperately as you tried to hold in what you thought was something else. “Let go..”
You were panting and whining but had no choice but to listen to her— and so, with a heavy amount of hesitation, you let the final wave of pleasure roll through you like a blinding light as tears sprung into your eyes again— a choked sob leaving your tiny shaking form.
“Fuck—!”
Nayeon’s eyes widened slightly, a smirk pulling at her lips. God, you were perfect. She kept her fingers going steady until you had physically whined and moved away, a laugh bubbling from her. “Okay, okay, i’m sorry,” She smiled, pulling you back and cradling you against her body. “You did so well…”
“M-Mph..” Your face lodged its way into her neck. “…d-do you think anyone heard—“
You were cut off by the door opening.
“Great heavens!”
“Ah..this is rather private,” Nayeon grinned wickedly, shielding your body from the wide eyes of the congregation. Your dad pushed through and she quickly grabbed a shirt, slipping it over your body to hide you. “Time to go, little bunny. They found us~”
