Content: Jennie and Jisoo are at a costume party and decide to have a little fun.
Written By: Admin Hamster
I clenched her hips as her back made contact with the surface of the desk. Her gorgeous sounds were enough for my entire body to start shivering as if I lived in the arctic. Her beautiful delicate hands grabbed a fist-full of my hair, yanking my head back to make sure that her lips caught mine.
God, I love it when she does that.
In fact, I love it whenever she does this. This whole thing. We’d tried going to a costume party — the little baby we call Lisa made us — to experience a perfectly normal, stress-free environment, to have fun, to get so shit-faced drunk that you wouldn’t be able to remember it in the morning, to be as crazy as one would want to be. Being the mischievous person I am, I dressed up as whatever costume that I felt fit me well — the devil. Jisoo had decided to think different — more like opposite — and dressed up as a nun.
Of course the devil would be intrigued by her beauty. Hell, anyone would be marveled by her form, her rounded curves that looked sculpted by angels, so innocent, so mouth-watering. As soon as we’d entered the room, I knew instantly that it was going to take a turn for the best. The minute we got separated from the rest of them, I dragged Jisoo by the hand and headed upstairs, into an empty random room of the owner of the house, locked the door, and pressed her body against the door.
Now, a few minutes later, my hands were all over her sinful body, gripping her legs and tugging her chest closer to mine, my fingers digging into the small of her back. She moaned into my mouth, her nails gripping my scalp. I hissed in pain, but it was good pain, one that I highly enjoyed. My hand snuck in between her legs, caressing her inner thighs. My finger hooked around her lace panties, slowly slipping them off her gorgeous legs, the lace resting at her knees. She whimpered, gripping the edge of the nightstand and tightly shutting her eyes.
I kissed all the way up to her jaw, right under her ear. I breathed into the shell of her sensitive zone, my lips brushing against it. “Open your eyes.”
She gasped as my palm fell flat on her thigh, my cold skin making her jump. She slowly opened her eyes as my hand slowly built up her leg, getting closer and closer to her heat. She gulped and bit her lip; I could feel the pressure building up in her stomach.
I had the guts to look down and instantly moaned. “Fuck.”
Jisoo’s grip on my hair tightened. “Oo, bad words.”
“I’ll show you bad.” She rolled her head back as my fingers curled around her needy lips, digging into her wet heat. Her own fingers went to my shoulders, gripping my costume like it was a lifeline. I knew that my headband of devil horns were probably on the floor, carelessly forgotten, and that my dress was starting to rise up my leg, but I didn’t care. I was only focused on Jisoo. Only on her.
“Oh, god,” She moaned as my fingers dug deeper into her cunt, her juices allowing my digits to easily slip in, her clit throbbing at the contact of my fingers.
“No, just me.” I smirked against her skin, then bit down on her neck, causing another moan to slip from her lips. Sweat dribbled down her skin, a thin sleet of shiny liquid draining from her heat.
I took my hand away and saw liquid dripping from it. I pulled my lips away from her neck, wrapped them around my finger and sucked on it. “You taste divine.”
She smirked, grabbing hold my shoulders and leaning her ear closer to my ear. “My turn~”
