Choi Jiwoo x Enami Asa x Hong Eunchae x Jang Kyujin x Kang Haerin x M!reader
Tags: daddy!kink but so sub!f they dom!f
WC: 4.6k
The Bad Batch: Part 3 of 4 [1][2]
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“Surprise!,” the crowd of five cheered. You squinted your eyes, overcome by the loudness of their voices, and grabbed onto their arms to pull them in hastily – Haerin, Kyujin, Jiwoo, Eunchae, and Asa, in that order. You slammed the door shut before your neighbors could catch the commotion.
“You’re joking.”
“Nope!,” Eunchae offered you a box with a simple, pink-frosted cake in it.
“I–”
“Happy birthday, sir!,” Kyujin came in for a hug, the rest piling on.
“H-how did you–,” you struggled with a compressed chest.
“Jiwoo remembered you mentioning which bus station you ride from,” Asa giggled.
“And how did–”
“I remembered your birthday!,” Haerin smiled. “We gave you a cake last year too, remember?”
“Okay, can we–,” you struggled, squirming out of their arms.
“We missed you, sir!,” Jiwoo pouted. “You never dropped by the museum again.”
“I– sorry, it’s jus–”
“And you didn’t call us over after that night, sir,” Kyujin added.
“Well, that’s because–”
“Sooo, we’re here now!,” Eunchae clapped. “All together.”
“Can we all please,” you raised your voice, “take a seat?”
They let go of you, rattled and visibly distraught by the attitude you regretted expressing instantly.
“N-no, ladies,” you sat at your table, rubbing your temple. “I’m sorry. Genuinely, thank you. It’s just– it’s like, 11AM on the first day of winter break, and it’s 5 against 1 here.”
“But we really missed you, sir,” Eunchae pouted. The rest of them looked downtrodden as they sat around you: Kyujin on the table, Haerin and Jiwoo on the chairs near you, Asa on your lap, and Eunchae by your feet – all looking at you with sad puppy-dog eyes.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that– argh,” you sighed in resignation. “Okay, okay. Seeing as you’re all… here, I assume we’re all aware of all the… the…,” you couldn’t bring yourself to mutter the profanities out loud.
“The sex?,” Asa chuckled.
“It wasn’t sex,” you defended hastily, “but yes.” They agreed with gladdened, reminiscent smiles.
“I genuinely thought those were one off things,” you continued. “Even when you rearranged my office, Kyujin and Haerin, because you started working at the university for real.”
“B-but we dropped by,” Kyujin pouted. “We were always waiting for you to ask.”
“Oh,” you replied. “And Asa, Jiwoo, you looked fairly alright when you gave that tour on your own!”
“We were looking for you afterwards to go out again,” Jiwoo pouted too. “We couldn’t find you.”
“Oh… sorry?,” you shrank in your shoulders. “Who organized this, by the way?”
Eunchae raised her hand. “After we saw you at the dorm, we were trying to guess who you might have gotten roped up with. Then we asked Haerin, and she told us about the connection, and then we all kinda met up together. Now we’re friends!”
“And you guys aren’t… fighting?”
“Of course not, sir!,” Asa clapped. “We even wanted to surprise you the day we found out. Because you were basically gone. And we missed you.”
“I see,” you nodded. “I’m genuinely sorry, girls. I really am.”
“It’s okay, sir!,” Asa cheered, kissing you on the cheek. “We’re here now.”
A smile slowly formed in your face, your chest warming up and your body relaxing.
“This is still weird, but… Thank you, girls. But also… my birthday is still tomorrow.” You stood up to show them the house, or what little of it you could. “Please, spend the rest of the day here? You’re very welcome here.”
“Actually, sir,” Jiwoo looked at you, eyes piercing into yours, “we wanted to stay over for the whole weekend.”
You hadn’t realized with your franticness and the jackets they hadn’t yet removed until this moment that they were all wearing identical, stereotypical school uniforms, and carried with them packed bags. The realization hit you like a truck: their coming together was not as innocent as you might have initially thought.
“This isn’t just about celebrating my birthday, is it?”
“We are celebrating your birthday, sir!,” Kyujin grinned. “Or rather… we’re celebrating daddy’s birthday.”
Asa and Eunchae pulled your wrists and started walking you to what they assumed was your room. Having assumed correctly, they sat you by the edge of your bed, all kneeling in front of you with expectant eyes.
“We missed you, daddy,” Haerin smiled. “Just say what you want today and it’s yours.”
You could feel yourself grin like a young boy – how could you not? – but a part of you wanted toy with the very apparent desperation bubbling in their bones.
“Okay,” you began, “then what if I told you I wanted lunch right now?”
“Told you we should have bought the maid costumes instead,” Asa sideeyed Haerin.
“We have all day, daddy,” Jiwoo smiled. “We can have lunch after we’ve caught up.”
“And what is there to catch up on?,” you taunted. “We can talk about anything you want.”
“We don’t want to talk, daddy,” Kyujin bounced in subdued frustration. “We– we want you.”
“I’m right here,” you said, crawling up the bed. “Show me what you wanna do. But lunch after.”
“Eunchae, order some food,” Asa commanded. “You’re the youngest.”
“B-but–”
“Don’t worry, I don’t think daddy’s going anywhere,” Jiwoo smiled. “We’ll leave some for you.”
Eunchae growled, then walked briskly out of the room to make a phone call. The rest stood up and crawled to the bed, smiles plastered all over their faces.
In mere seconds, the robe you hurriedly wore and the boxers you only had on before they knocked were now off you once again.
“Aw, daddy’s not hard yet,” Asa pouted at your manhood.
“But it’s so big still,” Kyujin remarked, and the rest laughed.
“Girls, come on now,” you teased. “Eunchae made this happen. Maybe we should wait for her.”
“I agree,” Kyujin replied, slowly wriggling your boxers back on.
“We’ll let her have daddy’s first kiss today,” Haerin suggested, and everyone agreed.
Jiwoo and Haerin went immediately for your bare chest, planting kisses all over your nipples and teasingly flicking their tongues over it. Your breath raced in an instant, the feeling tingly and unexpectedly arousing.
Asa and Kyujin went for an earlobe each, audibly sucking and tongues teasing its edges. Their breathing was steady, determined to elicit your reactions.
You grasped at whatever you could: Kyujin’s ass, Jiwoo’s hair, the bed – anything to release the tension of their pleasurable assault.
“You wanted this, daddy?,” Haerin purred, looking up at you with Jiwoo.
“I think he does,” Asa cooed, eyes looking down at your fully erect cock peeking underneath your boxers still.
Eunchae ran back into the room. “It’ll be here in about an hour,” she declared.
“Eunchae!,” Jiwoo grinned. “We waited for you.”
“Give daddy a kiss,” Haerin added, the two making space for her to crawl over you. Eunchae’s hair fell to the sides of your head, focusing your gaze onto her hungry eyes.
“Happy birthday, daddy,” Eunchae grinned, slowly lowering her lips onto yours. They were soft, careful, subdued; you could feel a latent aggression lying deep within her cheeks, her and the rest of them and their hands running all over your skin.
Eunchae’s lips left yours for a brief second, then came back down, deeper and harder. Kiss after kiss after kiss, the bed began to shift and creak as the rest crawled up and closer to your face.
“I want to kiss daddy too,” Asa admitted bashfully.
“Let’s all kiss daddy together,” Eunchae suggested, smiling coyly back at you. “Give him a preview of what we’ll do later.”
“Can you handle us, daddy?,” Haerin teased. “All five of us at once this time.”
You laughed heartily. “No.”
“Try your best, daddy,” Kyujin cooed, planting a kiss under your jaw.
Your face was smothered by the multitude of light smooches to the tune of five sibylline and touch-deprived bodies begging for you in unison. You attempted to crane your neck in every angle, trying to surface for air, but their breaths surrounded you on all fronts. Any turn of the head merely opened up more surface area for any one of them, and they coated those spots in spittled marks.
They whispered their yearnings in chorus: your lips, your hands, your tongue, your cock, your load. They didn’t fight over you, but it was a contest of how long they had your lips all to themselves. In mere minutes you felt your face coated in the musk of five warm, spit-covered mouths, and your erection pressed even harder against the fabric of your boxers.
“We’ll do anything for you, daddy,” Jiwoo moaned.
“We’ll take care of you, okay, daddy?,” Haerin giggled.
“Just stay still for us, daddy,” Kyujin reassured.
“We’ll treat you right so good, daddy,” Asa cooed in your ear.
“Can we have your cock now, daddy?,” Eunchae begged, joined in by the rest whispering “please, daddy” like a prayer in desperation.
Any hungrier and these girls might have ripped through your clothing at the weak nod you could call a go signal. You could feel hands grasp at the garter of your boxers, freeing it for real. The cool air of the room that washed over your skin below was replaced by the gentle touch of their fingers.
“You’re so hard, daddy,” Haerin smiled, crawling down with Jiwoo to pin your arms down, still licking away at your neck. Asa and Eunchae hopped off you and took your legs, one each, to lie on while they marveled at your manhood. Kyujin sat on your torso, the underside of her skirt revealing a soft and dampened pair of panties.
And then, the first mouth made contact with your cock. Whose mouth it was was a mystery, only made more cryptic with the addition of two more. Jiwoo and Haerin stayed with you, kissing you in turns while the other whispered in your ear.
On the other end – only discernible by the changes in temperature and the ever-changing sensation of lips massaging the whole circumference of your shaft – your manhood was made a toy passed from mouth to mouth. Not a second too long spent on any one alone; not a moment too brief to keep your stimulation constant.
“Daddy can’t even look at us,” Jiwoo giggled. “He’s enjoying himself so much.”
“Wouldn’t it be fun to make him guess who’s sucking him?,” Haerin suggested.
“What’s the punishment for that?,” Jiwoo replied, “no cumming yet or he owes us more?”
“You’re gonna kill me, girls,” you gasped, your cock entering another mouth fully.
“Let’s ask the girls later,” Haerin joked, before kissing you and Jiwoo together, tongues writhing and slipping between each other.
“Hey, you should join in,” Kyujin invited, turning around to stare at you.
“See you soon, daddy,” Jiwoo winked, turning around to join the ritual. Kyujin turned around fully again, her face now the one looming over yours.
“If all five of us go, you might actually die,” Kyujin giggled.
“Literally– mmh– said that,” you groaned.
Kyujin grinned. “Just wanted to kiss you for a bit, daddy.” She locked lips with you, passing on a distinctly funky taste on your lips.
“Is that how my…”
Kyujin shushed you. “Don’t think about it.” She leaned to your ear. “But yes, and we love it.”
She turned around again, looking back at you. “Are you ready, daddy?”
You couldn’t even respond; your tip felt the pulsating tonsils of someone’s mouth before you could.
You couldn’t even hear anything either – your ears rang as the pressure mounted quickly in your groin. You heard the faint chorus of giggling, but even the ceiling started to gray out.
In then out, in then out. You could feel your whole length passed around in a circle. No one mouth hogged it all for herself; you were theirs to share, and they shared with efficiency.
You could picture in your head the five of them in a circle, smiling and giggling as one of them took you in whole. You could feel their eyes follow it as it twitched, their musty breaths clouding the air between them, their mouths gaping open ready for their turn. Criminal that you couldn’t witness it for yourself, but how could you when their whole routine was so choreographed, so pornographic? To have done it any other way would have been impossible.
You frantically tapped the bed as you felt your release almost ready to burst through. Your breathing turned into loud moans that nearly countered their collective humming, as lips and tongues continued to stroke you from all sides. The tapping almost didn’t get noticed; too far gone were they in their giggling, their trance centered on your member.
You wriggled with all your might, prompting them to stop all at once. You bucked your hips into the air, fighting off every urge to use your free hands to stroke and finish all over their faces – a sight that would have beaten any artistic work ever imagined – until you settled down, heaving with all your chest.
The girls sighed, watching as a few thin white streams trickled down your tip. You could hear them hum expectantly, their breaths climbing.
“We want you so bad, daddy,” Eunchae peered over. “Need your cock so bad.”
“Maybe we’ll milk him today?,” Asa added. “So he can fuck us tomorrow.”
Without pause, your cock received another helping of spit, this time dripping from their mouths in thick drops that hung from long strings that slid down your length. Dainty fingers wrapped your cock, first three, then another. Two hands felt your balls each, and another massaged your swelling head with bare fingertips. They moved slowly still, yet the sheer volume of having five independently moving stimulants felt more complex than any sex toy could have possibly felt.
“Cum whenever you want, daddy,” Haerin called out.
“He sounds like he’s close,” Asa giggled.
“He feels like he’s close,” Kyujin gasped, one hand almost fully clasping your jewels.
“Cum for us, daddy, please,” Eunchae begged.
“Cum for us.” Over and over the words echoed in your tiny room like it was the prayer of a congregation. And worship they did, their movements slowly escalating in speed.
You practically screamed your orgasm out of you.
Rope after rope, spurt after spurt. You could feel it land everywhere on your bed, thick and gelatinous as it plapped onto your sheets and your belly. Some must have landed on their faces, which they yearned for more of as they continued to stroke you while you were sensitive. Perhaps, cock-drunk as they were, they had barely noticed your release, because their begging had not ceased. And how else better to finish you than to lick every stray strand and spot of load that did not make it into a mouth.
With how ravenously they lapped at you, that too served its own test of strength, forcing your every muscle to stay the fuck still behind gritted teeth, until they had licked you clean.
Asa and Eunchae crawled up to your face, giggling at the sight of your agape mouth and lolled eyes.
“Guess he couldn’t handle us,” Eunchae giggled. “That was only 40 minutes.”
“Only?!,” you craned your neck up. “I-I think I need a shower.”
Asa patted your head. “You did great, daddy!”
Everything felt like a physical exercise with how strained you were in the past hour. Your legs wobbled as you got off the bed, finding your footing, while Jiwoo, Kyujin, and Haerin giggled to themselves on the floor.
The bed looked like the aftermath of a storm, damp and wrinkled like it had rained inside your room. The outline of your labored back was left imprinted over a much more abstract globule that most likely came from your groin.
They, too, looked like they’d gone through that same storm. Hair frazzled and unkempt at weird angles, already minimal makeup faded out, but more importantly uniforms left dampened by sweat, spit, and whatever manner of fluid mixture that came about.
And your member, limp, exhausted, and empty, swung around as you hobbled to the shower, where the warm water felt more therapeutic than it ever had been.
Hopping out of the shower, you found the girls also changing out of the uniforms into much looser clothing – shorts, t-shirts, and what seemed to be nothing else. In fact, some of their clothing looked familiar.
“Hey, that’s my sweater, Kyujin,” you interrupted. “And Asa, I just washed that shirt.”
“They look really comfy, daddy,” Eunchae teased.
You rolled your eyes. “Fine. But they’re staying here.”
Everyone congregated at the sofa, awkwardly standing in a row with plates in hand behind your couch while you sat alone. “Girls, ‘make yourselves at home’ is a very literal instruction,” you urged, and they filed in, taking a seat around you.
“So,” you began, seated at the sofa with lunch spread on your coffee table, “where did we leave off?”
The succeeding conversation covered just about everything else, specifically what everyone else was up to – Kyujin and Haerin’s graduate assistant work, Asa and Jiwoo’s new restoration gig, and Eunchae’s library woes – and a fuller explanation of how exactly they all came to know each other.
Not a single second went by that you were in isolation. Eunchae and Asa sat by your sides, hands resting either on your shoulder or your knees. Jiwoo, Kyujin, and Haerin sat by your feet, looking up at whoever spoke.
In the hour or so spent in conversation, your attention wandered to simple details: it was either the relaxation in their shoulders, or the stillness in their smooth legs, or how supply their shirts clung to their chests – which was the exact reaction they wanted. But above all those, what drained you was their attention: they stared at you like they were ready to pounce at you if you so much as sniffled. You weren’t quite sure you’d need to sniffle at all for them to pounce at you anyway, given the circumstances.
Were you falling for the honeypot? Increasingly so.
“God, you girls are a handful,” you sighed, attempting to pack up the dishes before being dragged back down.
“No work for you, daddy,” Kyujin smiled. “We got it.”
“Girls,” you chuckled. “I’m a grown man.”
“It’s your birthday!,” Eunchae lightly patted your arm.
“It’s tomorrow.” The complaint fell on deaf ears.
When lunch was over, you all sat in the same positions, chatting over a series idly played over Netflix. In reality, this was just another moment for the girls to have some more quality time.
Eunchae’s lips buried into your neck while she closed her eyes, its unassuming dryness making them bristle more so than glide over your skin. She breathed easy and softly like your scent was what she needed in her moment of need.
Asa sat quietly, leaning her head on your shoulder. Earlier she looked at your hand on her thin lap, moving to wrap your arm around her shoulders and pat your head. You absentmindedly ran fingers through strands of her hair, and she’d occasionally rub her cheek against your idle palm.
Kyujin clung onto your calf, her grip embracing it like she were hanging on to it off a ledge. Her cheek on your exposed knee molded against its bumps, and she would shift her position while leaving it fastened, like it anchored her.
Jiwoo, on the other leg, rested her smooth arms and chin on your thigh. She was still, the warm, steady breaths cut by sharp bursts of air that were the only indication she hadn’t drifted off to sleep while watching the movie.
And Haerin sat between your legs, your hand rested on the top of her head. You lightly scratched her scalp, petting as you could feel her sink her head into her shoulders in enjoyment.
If there was any tension in the moment, then it was only from the collective of five different metaphorical rubber bands slowly stretching thin. Time slowed, not to a grinding halt but enough that the minutiae of being surrounded and held so affectionately started to slowly coalesce.
You looked to Eunchae, who giggled. You looked to Asa, who puckered her lips teasingly.
You breathed in deeply, then out. The five looked at you with warm concern.
“You’re all particularly touchy today,” you sighed. “And it’s… cute. Frustrating, even.”
“Frustrating how, daddy?,” Asa raised an eyebrow.
You sideeyed her. “You girls gave me the best blowjob of my life a few hours ago, and here you are all pretending you don’t wanna do it again.”
Jiwoo bit her lip. “Is it that obvious, daddy?”
“Yes.”
Eunchae kissed your cheek, closer to your jawline. “Do you want us to stop pretending, daddy?”
That was it.
You held your breath, looking down at Eunchae. Asa did the same, prompting your attention towards her.
“Hey!,” Kyujin whined, climbing up to lean on your thigh and stare you down with a scowl. “I want your attention too.” Jiwoo and Haerin looked up at you too, bodies fully turned towards you.
You chuckled. “Girls. Calm down.”
“But daddy,” Haerin whined, now under Kyujin’s head, “we want you.”
Jiwoo’s hand snaked up onto your erection, there since the first hand touched you. “Don’t you want it too?,” she cooed. Haerin and Kyujin’s hands joined her, the feeling travelling up your abdomen and out of your chest.
“You’re actually going to kill me. I’m gonna get eaten alive.”
“Maybe,” Haerin shrugged. “But we can't help it, daddy. We’ve wanted this so bad.” She leaned in slowly, meeting your lips with caution and care. Your focus was locked into Haerin’s lips, slowly gliding over yours. Jiwoo leaned in to push Haerin aside slowly, also locking your lips with hers. Asa and Eunchae planted a few soft, heavily subdued kisses on your cheeks too, and you tensed up until your whole torso shivered.
It took a mighty amount of restraint from all sides to pause. The five were now almost cheek-to-cheek, surrounding you until the screen and the sunlight were fully blocked.
“One last for daddy, okay, girls?,” Eunchae smirked, all five of them on the floor as they pulled your cock free from your boxer shorts.
It felt like a hammer fell down – or perhaps, like your length, jerked up – when it flicked against your waistband. The girls were absolutely smitten, staring at it with yearning eyes and eager mouths.
“Daddy’s cock,” Kyujin sighed. “Still so big.”
“I love it so much,” Jiwoo smiled.
“How do you wanna do this, girls?,” Eunchae asked.
“Ladies–”
“I want his balls,” Haerin bit her lip.
“I’ll join you,” Asa giggled.
“Can we switch later?,” Kyujin asked.
“Ladies–”
“Relax, daddy,” Eunchae shushed you. “We’re just taking care of you.”
“And you get to watch this time!,” Kyujin grinned, kissing your tip.
“We’ll figure it out,” Jiwoo laughed, urging Eunchae to join her in licking your tip.
Just like that, five mouths came down upon your manhood once again.
How does one elaborate on such a moment? Detailing what each one of them did would make it appear they were five mouths doing their own things; highlighting the feeling would ignore just how hypnotizing the audiovisual masterpiece of glistening lips and tongues around your dick was.
But as Kyujin swirled her tongue over your head, Eunchae and Jiwoo slid their lips across your shaft, and Haerin and Asa sucked on your balls hard, you could only feel the paralysis of pure and peaking bliss. That they swapped around so easily – Kyujin replacing Asa, then Haerin with Jiwoo, then Eunchae with Kyujin, and so on – made it harder to focus on any of them as an anchor.
You were reduced to mumbling and shaky heaving from the overwhelming feeling on your balls, your head, and all sections of your shaft licked and sucked with gusto and coordination. And though you could feel your cock physically ache from earlier, you could barely keep yourself together with their collectively masterful control of your arousal.
“F-fuck, girls, s-slow– fu-uck…”
The swarm of lips and tongues crashed again into your groin like a wave on a barrier. Their full force still came over you, determined to squeeze what little you had left for the day. It felt so overwhelming not because they had become so brazen or daring – the collective obedience, the collective need for your manhood was in and of itself a force almost unstoppable, purely domineering.
Though your eyes were shut in exhaustion, you could tell from the giggles and the unmistakable sound of kissing that they were having fun with the coordinated chaos.
“Daddy, please cum for us,” Asa sighed.
“We’ve been good,” Kyujin mumbled, your cock still in her mouth. “Right, daddy?”
“F– yes,” you groaned, struggling to hold on to a head, a fistful of hair, to no avail.
“Look at us, daddy,” Kyujin begged, directing your gaze to all of their eyes and tongues pointed at one thing and one thing only: your dick.
You could feel your balls squeeze out their painful last, and you groaned and ground your teeth. “Gonna cum.”
They leaned in closer, waiting patiently and licking until it was too late to clench up and mutter a warning.
The first spurt was heavy, the second one heavier. Each spray landed on a face – one for each girl, stopped only by the sheer force of your intent to keep this going as long as possible. Each spurt yielded a light squeal from the five, remarking at how heavy your release was, and you could feel how absolutely spent you were with the deep ache in your core.
When you craned your neck down, the sight was picturesque: their faces were glazed in small globules of stray semen, mostly glistening with still-fresh spit. Their hair was in shambles, likely from rubbing up against each other and the sheer heat that emanated between your legs. Their smiles were wider than they’ve ever been, even if the smudged makeup might say otherwise. Back to where they were earlier.
And, of course, your erection, which twitched as you witnessed their spectacle.
“Still so hard, daddy,” Kyujin gasped.
“D-daddy,” Jiwoo gasped, “we’re drenched.”
“We want to make you feel good, daddy,” Eunchae moaned.
“We wanna empty your balls, daddy,” Asa added.
“Daddy deserves it, doesn’t he?,” Haerin grinned,
You spent the next less-than-ten minutes catching your breath, each of them occasionally breaking the lull with kisses on your legs or your shoulders.
“You haven’t cum in days, haven’t you, daddy?,” Eunchae teased.
And she was right: the flash of days passing by busy reading through essays and lesson plans had you unable to so much as rub one out. That explained both the volume and haste.
“It’s… it’s been a week.”
“Are you sure you aren’t drained yet, daddy?,” Kyujin continued, climbing onto your lap. You could feel your sore shaft pulse itself into hardness, and Kyujin giggled upon noticing it.
“We aren’t done yet, are we?,” Eunchae pouted.
“I can go for round 3,” Haerin added, coming up over Kyujin’s shoulder.
“Me too,” Jiwoo added, joining Kyujin on another lap. “Daddy looks ready.”
Asa pulled your face to her by the chin. “What’s it gonna be?,” she whispered.
“F-fuck, you’re all crazy,” you heaved. “No more. I’m tired.”
“Aww,” they collectively groaned.
“But daddy, you haven’t even seen us naked,” Haerin begged.
“Or fucked us,” Asa pouted, reiterating her earlier point. The thought was very convincing.
“You said tomorrow,” you bargained, “so we’ll– we’ll do it tomorrow.”
“Does that mean, no more…,” Jiwoo pondered, “no more kisses?”
“I wanna keep kissing you, daddy,” Eunchae leaned closer to your cheek.
“Pleaaase,” Kyujin begged.
“Yes, yes,” you acquiesced, “just… holy fuck, give me a break first.”
The girls laughed heartily, lips coming all over you once again, your face passed around once again. This time, you could hear them whisper “I love you”s with every kiss.
Tomorrow will be quite the test.
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A/N: the actual number of drafts and rewrites this took holy shit (1)
I actually did not have any intention of continuing Gym Freak, it was supposed to be just a oneshot story, but here we are..
This one is my lengthiest one yet..
"Mark? Where are you.. it's been 1 hour, Sana's impatient.."
The message illuminated Mark's phone screen as he stepped out of the taxi, his pulse already thrumming with anticipation beneath his skin. The gym encounter with Jihyo had been unexpected, electric, a collision of sweat and desire that had left her pressing her number into his palm with the promise that fortune might favor him with more than just her company. She had whispered about Sana then, a teasing hint of possibilities that had haunted his thoughts for days.
His phone had buzzed earlier that evening with Jihyo's voice, honeyed and commanding, directing him to this luxury hotel downtown. She had mentioned Sana would be there, yes, but her tone carried additional secrets, promises unspoken that quickened his step as he crossed the polished marble lobby.
Mark's fingers moved across his phone screen as he entered the elevator, the mirrored walls reflecting his eager expression back at him. "I'm almost there, just 2 minutes.."
The elevator ascended in silence, each floor marking a progression toward something he could feel in his gut, heavy and hot. When the doors slid open on the eighth floor, he moved with purpose down the carpeted corridor, his shoes making no sound against the plush flooring. Room 895 waited at the end of the hallway like a portal to another world.
He knocked, three sharp raps against the wood, and prepared himself for Jihyo's smile or Sana's rumored beauty. The door swung open, and the breath caught in his throat.
Somi stood before him, all long limbs and golden skin, wearing nothing but a bikini top that strained against the swell of her breasts and matching panties that sat low on her hips. The fabric was a vibrant turquoise that made her sun-kissed complexion glow, but it was the minimal coverage that arrested his attention, the way the material barely contained her curves, the visible outline of her mound beneath the thin bikini bottom. She was barefoot, her toenails painted a matching shade, and her blonde hair fell in loose waves past her shoulders.
Mark bowed instinctively, his eyes dropping to the floor, his mind scrambling to reconcile this unexpected vision. "I.. I'm Mark," he stammered, his voice coming out rough. "Jihyo invited.."
"So you're the gym guy," Somi said, her voice carrying a melodic lilt, her head tilting as she assessed him with eyes that seemed to strip away his clothing already. "Jihyo didn't mention you'd look so.. overwhelmed."
"I wasn't expecting.. I mean, she said Sana would be here, but she didn't mention.."
"That there'd be three of us?" Somi laughed, the sound bright and mischievous. She leaned against the doorframe, her posture relaxed, completely unbothered by her near-nudity. "Jihyo likes her surprises. She said you were good with your hands."
Before Mark could formulate a response, Jihyo appeared from behind the door, her presence commanding immediate attention. She wore a blue swimsuit, one-piece but cut scandalously high on her hips, the fabric a deep navy that contrasted beautifully with her warm skin. The neckline plunged between her breasts, showing ample cleavage, and the back was open, revealing the smooth expanse of her spine. Her dark hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, and her eyes sparkled with knowing amusement.
"Mark," she breathed, pushing past Somi to embrace him. Her body pressed against his, soft and firm in equal measure, the scent of vanilla and something more primal enveloping him. "You came. I wasn't sure you'd have the courage."
She pulled back but kept her hand on his arm, guiding him into the suite. The living room was spacious, modern furniture arranged around a glass coffee table, floor-to-ceiling windows showing the city lights beyond. Mark stood in the center of the room, suddenly aware of his casual attire, his jeans and t-shirt feeling inadequate against the swimwear-clad women.
"Somi, this is Mark," Jihyo said, her hand sliding down to interlace with his fingers. "The one I told you about. The one who fucked me so thoroughly in the gym locker room that I couldn't walk straight for hours."
Somi's eyes widened, her lips parting in an expression of delighted shock. She stepped closer, her gaze roaming over Mark's body with frank appraisal. "In the locker room? Jihyo, you dirty girl. Was it against the lockers?"
"Against the wall," Jihyo confirmed, her thumb stroking Mark's palm. "He had me pinned there, my legs wrapped around his waist, his cock so deep I could feel him in my throat."
"And he made you scream?" Somi asked, her voice dropping to a lower register, huskier.
"Like a banshee," Jihyo laughed. "The entire gym probably heard. I didn't care. I couldn't care, not with him pounding into me like that."
Mark felt his face flush, the memory flooding back, the heat and urgency of that encounter, Jihyo's nails digging into his shoulders, her wetness coating his shaft as he drove into her again and again.
"Well," Somi said, stepping even closer, her breasts nearly brushing against his arm. "I hope he's got stamina for three. I don't like being disappointed."
From the bedroom doorway, a voice called out, melodic and sweet, carrying a hint of impatience. "Jihyo yaa, I'm ready, where's your-"
Sana emerged into the living room, her presence like stepping into sunlight. She wore a white bikini, pure and virginal in color but sinful in cut, the triangles of the top barely containing her generous breasts, strings tied behind her neck and back. The bottom was a thong style, the thin strip of fabric disappearing between her rounded buttocks. Her hair was down, dark and glossy, falling past her shoulders in waves that caught the light. Her face was bare of makeup, natural and stunning, her eyes large and expressive.
She stopped mid-sentence, her mouth forming a perfect 'o' as she took in the scene before her. Mark watched her gaze travel from Jihyo to Somi to him, confusion giving way to realization, then to something hotter, darker.
"Oh," Sana said, her voice soft. "Oh my."
"Sana," Jihyo said, her tone warm and inviting. "This is Mark. Remember I told you I met someone special at the gym? This is him."
Sana's eyes met Mark's, and he felt the impact like a physical blow, her gaze intense and assessing, roaming over his face, his shoulders, down his chest. She took a step forward, then another, her hips swaying with unconscious grace.
"The gym guy," she repeated, her lips curving into a smile that was part shy, part predatory. "Jihyo hasn't stopped talking about you. She said you were.. talented."
"She's exaggerating," Mark managed, though his voice was rough.
"She doesn't exaggerate about sex," Sana said, now standing directly in front of him. She was shorter than the other two, more petite, but her presence filled his vision. "When Jihyo says someone is good, they're exceptional. She has very high standards."
"Very high," Somi agreed from his side.
"And you came," Sana continued, her hand rising to touch his chest, her fingers light through his t-shirt. "You came when she called, knowing she might have surprises for you."
"I hoped," Mark admitted, looking down at her beautiful face. "I hoped there might be more than just talking."
Sana laughed, the sound like bells. "Talking? Oh, sweetie, we're not here for talking." She looked over at Jihyo. "He's cute. I like his eyes."
"He has very nice eyes," Jihyo agreed. "And very nice hands. And a very nice.. everything else."
"Can I touch him?" Sana asked, her gaze never leaving Mark's face.
"He's not a museum piece," Somi snorted. "Though he should be, with that jawline."
"I want to make sure he's real," Sana said, her hand sliding down to his stomach, then lower, her palm pressing against the growing hardness in his jeans. "Oh. Very real."
Mark groaned, his hips bucking slightly into her touch. Sana's eyes darkened, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
"He's responsive," she observed. "I like that."
"We all do," Jihyo said, moving to stand behind him, her hands resting on his shoulders. "Sana, Somi, should we show him what we have planned?"
"Show me," Mark said, his voice gravelly. "Show me everything."
Sana's smile turned wicked, her hand still pressed against his erection. "Oh, we're going to show you more than everything. We're going to ruin you for other women."
"Promise?" Mark asked.
"Guarantee," Sana whispered, and then she was rising on her toes, her arms wrapping around his neck, her body pressing fully against him. She hugged him tight, her breasts squashed against his chest, her cheek against his, and he could feel her heart beating fast, matching his own rhythm. "Welcome to paradise, Mark. You're going to get so lucky today."
Jihyo disappeared into the bedroom, her footsteps light against the carpet. Mark stood between Somi and Sana, the two women flanking him like guardians of some erotic temple, their bodies radiating heat and promise. Somi's hand found his, her fingers interlacing with his, while Sana remained pressed against his front, her head resting on his shoulder.
"Jihyo says you're strong," Somi murmured, her thumb tracing circles on his palm. "She says you can lift her easily."
"I work out," Mark said, his free hand coming to rest on Sana's lower back, his fingers dipping beneath the string of her bikini bottom.
"Good," Somi purred. "Because we're going to test your strength. All three of us."
Sana nipped at his neck, her teeth grazing his skin. "We're going to wear you out, Mark. We're going to use you until you can't move."
"Challenge accepted," he breathed.
Jihyo returned from the bedroom, her arms laden with three large white towels, plush and hotel-fresh. She dropped them onto the coffee table with a soft thud, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Without any further delay," she announced, her voice commanding and sure, "let's fucking go to the pool."
The three women moved as one, untangling from Mark and heading toward the door. Jihyo paused, looking back at him, her gaze dropping to his still-clothed body.
"Strip," she ordered, her tone brooking no argument. "Strip to just your shorts. Nothing else."
Mark obeyed, his fingers finding the hem of his t-shirt and pulling it over his head. The air was cool against his heated skin, his muscles defined from years of training. He kicked off his shoes, then unbuttoned his jeans, sliding them down his legs until he stood in only his boxer briefs, the dark fabric tented with his arousal.
"Those too," Somi said, her eyes hungry. "Jihyo said shorts. Tight shorts. Show us what you're working with."
Mark hooked his thumbs in the waistband and pushed them down, his cock springing free, heavy and thick, before he quickly pulled on the swim trunks he'd brought in his bag. They were black and tight, leaving little to the imagination, the outline of his erection clearly visible against the fabric.
The three women watched him with predatory focus, their gazes fixed on the bulge between his legs. Somi and Sana moved to either side of him, their hands finding his buttocks, squeezing the firm muscle through the thin material.
"Firm," Somi commented, giving him another squeeze.
"Very nice," Sana agreed, her hand sliding to cup his cheek.
They chuckled, the sound low and conspiratorial, and each took one of his hands, guiding him forward like royalty escorted by his concubines. Jihyo led the way, her hips swaying in that devastating swimsuit, and they moved through the hotel corridor as a group, four bodies united in purpose.
The private pool area was on the rooftop, accessed by a key card that Jihyo produced from somewhere in her swimsuit. The space was enclosed by high walls, lush greenery providing privacy, the pool itself glowing with underwater lights that turned the water into liquid turquoise. Steam rose gently from the heated surface, and the city skyline provided a stunning backdrop.
Jihyo checked the perimeter, ensuring they were truly alone, before nodding to the others. "We're clear. Just us."
Somi and Sana released his hands, their movements synchronized as they moved toward the pool's edge. They didn't dive in immediately. Instead, they turned to face him, three beautiful women in minimal swimwear, their bodies illuminated by the soft glow of the pool lights.
"Last one in has to eat the others out first," Somi challenged, her eyes sparkling.
"You're on," Sana laughed.
But Mark didn't move to race them. He stood his ground, watching as they slowly, deliberately, removed what little they wore. Somi reached behind her back, untying her bikini top and letting it fall, her breasts bouncing free, full and perfect with pink nipples already hard in the cool night air. She pushed her panties down, stepping out of them, and stood completely naked, her shaved pussy glistening with anticipation.
Sana followed, her white bikini top coming undone with a tug of the string, her breasts larger than Somi's, heavy and ripe, dark nipples puckered. She turned as she removed her bottom, giving Mark a view of her perfect ass, round and firm, before facing him again, her mound bare and wet.
Jihyo was last, her one-piece requiring more effort, peeling the wet fabric from her skin, revealing her body inch by inch. Her breasts were high and firm, her waist narrow, her hips flaring into powerful thighs. Between her legs, a neat strip of dark hair pointed to her slit, already swollen and slick.
Three naked women. Three idols. Three goddesses standing before him, offering themselves without reservation.
"Your turn," Jihyo said, her voice husky. "Show us, Mark. Show us everything."
Mark hooked his thumbs in his waistband and pushed the shorts down, his cock springing free, thick and veined, the head dark and swollen. It bobbed heavily against his stomach as he stepped out of the fabric, standing as naked as they were, his arousal evident, undeniable.
Sana made a small sound, almost a whimper, her hand moving to her own breast, pinching her nipple. "Oh god," she breathed. "Jihyo, you didn't tell us he was that big."
"I told you he was perfect," Jihyo said, her own hand sliding between her legs.
"Perfect," Somi echoed, her gaze fixed on his shaft. "Absolutely perfect."
They moved toward him, closing the distance, and then they were touching him, their hands roaming over his chest, his arms, his back, lower to grip his ass, his thighs, and finally, finally, to wrap around his cock. Three sets of hands, soft and warm, stroking him, exploring him, claiming him.
"The pool," Jihyo gasped, though she didn't stop touching him. "We should.. the pool.."
"Yes," Sana agreed, but she was kissing his shoulder, her tongue hot against his skin.
"Now," Somi commanded, and she was the one to lead him, her hand firm around his wrist, pulling him toward the water.
They entered the pool together, the warm water enveloping Mark's heated skin like a caress. The three women surrounded him, their bodies slick and wet, hair beginning to darken as the water claimed it. Sana was the most forward, her hands immediately finding his erection beneath the surface, her fingers wrapping around his girth and stroking slowly.
"So hard," she murmured, her lips against his ear. "So hot."
Somi pressed against his back, her breasts squashing against his shoulder blades, her nipples hard points digging into his skin. Her hands came around to grip his ass, kneading the muscle, her pelvis grinding against him from behind.
"You're ours tonight," she whispered, her breath hot. "Every inch of you."
Jihyo faced him, floating close, her legs wrapping around his waist, her pussy grinding against his lower stomach. She kissed him, deep and filthy, her tongue invading his mouth, tasting him, claiming him. Her breasts bobbed in the water, nipples grazing his chest, and he could feel the heat of her cunt even through the warm water.
They moved him toward the shallower end, where built-in seats lined the pool wall. Sana guided him to sit, the water lapping at his chest, and then she was between his legs, her face level with his cock which broke the surface, standing proud and desperate.
"Mine first," she declared, and before he could respond, she had lowered her mouth onto him, her lips stretching around his thickness, her tongue swirling around the head.
Mark groaned, his head falling back, his hands gripping the pool edge. Somi was immediately behind him, her hands on his shoulders, her mouth on his neck, sucking marks into his skin. Jihyo positioned herself beside him, her hand joining Sana's on his shaft, stroking what the other woman couldn't take.
"Look at her," Jihyo commanded. "Watch Sana suck your cock. Watch how much she wants it."
Mark lifted his head, his gaze finding Sana's eyes looking up at him, her mouth full of him, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. She was beautiful like this, debased and worshipful, her wet hair clinging to her face and shoulders, water droplets running down her breasts.
Sana pulled back with a pop, her hand replacing her mouth, stroking him firmly. "Delicious," she purred. "I want more."
"Then take more," Mark growled, his hand finding the back of her head, guiding her back down.
She took him deeper this time, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, her gag reflex making her eyes water. But she didn't pull back. She relaxed, swallowing around him, taking him further, her nose pressing against his stomach.
"Fuck," Mark gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily. "Fuck, Sana.."
Somi's hands slid down his chest, her fingers finding his nipples, pinching and twisting. "She's good, isn't she? Wait until you feel all of us. Wait until we're taking turns riding this big cock."
Jihyo moved to straddle his thigh, her pussy hot and slick against his skin. She ground herself against him, her clit dragging against his muscle, her moans mixing with the wet sounds of Sana's mouth on his cock.
"Let's move this to the side," Somi suggested, her voice rough with desire. "I want to feel him inside me. I want to feel that stretch."
They helped him from the pool, his body glistening with water, his cock standing straight out, hard and throbbing. The night air was cool against his wet skin, but he didn't feel cold. He felt electric, alive, every nerve ending screaming for more touch, more sensation.
Somi was the first to push him down onto one of the lounge chairs, the cushioned surface soft against his back. She climbed over him, her knees on either side of his hips, her pussy hovering above his cock. She reached down, gripping him, positioning him at her entrance.
"Watch," she commanded, her eyes locked on his. "Watch me take you."
She lowered herself slowly, inch by inch, her tightness gripping him, sucking him in. She was wet, so wet, but still tight, her muscles fluttering around his intrusion. Her breasts hung above him, swaying slightly with her movements, water still dripping from her hair onto his chest.
"Oh god," she moaned, her head falling back as she seated herself fully, her ass resting against his thighs, his entire length buried inside her. "Oh fuck, you're so deep. I can feel you everywhere."
Mark's hands found her hips, gripping hard, his fingers digging into her flesh. He thrust up, making her cry out, her breasts bouncing with the movement.
"Yes," she gasped. "Yes, fuck me. Use me."
He began to move, lifting his hips to meet her downward strokes, establishing a rhythm that was hard and fast, the chair creaking beneath them. Somi's hands came to her own breasts, squeezing them, pinching her nipples, her face a mask of ecstasy.
From the sides, Jihyo and Sana watched, their hands between their own legs, fingers working their clits as they observed the fucking. Then they moved closer, kneeling on either side of the chair, their bodies presenting themselves to him.
"Touch us," Jihyo begged, her voice high and needy. "Please, Mark, touch us while you fuck her."
He reached out, his right hand finding Jihyo's pussy, his fingers sliding through her wetness, finding her entrance and pushing inside. His left hand mirrored the action with Sana, both women moaning as he fingered them, his digits curling to find their g-spots while his cock continued to pound into Somi.
"Kiss me," Somi demanded, leaning down, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples dragging against his skin.
He captured her mouth, his tongue invading, tasting chlorine and desire. Their teeth clashed, their breath mingling, and he could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm building.
"Come for me," he growled against her lips. "Come on my cock, Somi. Show them how good it feels."
She shattered, her cry breaking their kiss, her body convulsing, her pussy clamping down on him in rhythmic spasms that threatened to milk his own release. But he held back, gritting his teeth, his fingers still working Jihyo and Sana who were both close, their hips bucking against his hands.
When Somi collapsed against him, spent and trembling, he gently lifted her off, his cock sliding free, glistening with her arousal. He laid her on the chair beside him, her chest heaving, her eyes glazed.
"My turn," Sana said immediately, pushing Jihyo aside playfully. "I need him inside me."
Mark stood, his cock bobbing heavy and wet, and pulled Sana to the edge of the chair. He pushed her back, her legs spreading automatically, her pussy on full display, pink and swollen and dripping. He positioned himself at her entrance, dragging his head through her folds, coating himself in her wetness.
"Please," Sana whimpered, her hands reaching for her own breasts, pulling at her nipples. "Please, Mark, I need it. I've been thinking about this since Jihyo told us about you. I've been touching myself, imagining this moment."
He thrust into her in one hard stroke, filling her completely, bottoming out with a force that made her scream. Her back arched off the chair, her breasts thrusting upward, and he immediately fell upon them, his mouth finding one nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.
"Yes," she chanted, her hands in his hair, holding him to her chest. "Yes, yes, fuck me, use my tits, use my pussy, use all of me."
He established a brutal pace, his hips snapping against hers, the sound of flesh meeting flesh loud in the night air. Sana's breasts bounced with each thrust, and he moved between them, licking and sucking and biting, marking her skin.
Jihyo and Somi recovered enough to join them, kneeling on either side of Sana's head. They presented their pussies to her face, and Sana, ever the pleaser, turned her head to lick at Jihyo, her tongue darting out to taste her friend's arousal, then turning to do the same to Somi.
Mark watched this, his arousal spiking at the sight of Sana eating out his other lovers while he fucked her. He reached out with both hands, finding Jihyo and Somi's breasts, kneading them, pinching their nipples, his fingers slick with their wetness.
"So good," he groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic. "So fucking good. You all feel incredible."
"Come for us," Jihyo begged, her hips rocking against Sana's mouth. "Come inside her, Mark. Fill her up."
"Not yet," he gritted out, pulling out of Sana with a wet sound, leaving her whimpering and empty. "Jihyo. Turn around."
Jihyo understood immediately, moving to the chair and bending over it, her ass presented to him like a gift. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes dark with desire, her hair falling in her face.
"Take me," she said, her voice steady despite her trembling body. "Fuck me like you did at the gym. Hard and fast and dirty."
He positioned himself behind her, gripping her hips, and slammed into her without warning, making her cry out. She was tighter from this angle, her walls gripping him like a vice, and he could feel her cervix kissing the head of his cock with each deep thrust.
"Yes," she screamed, her knuckles white where she gripped the chair. "Yes, just like that. Punish me. I've been teasing you all night. Punish my pussy."
He did, his hips becoming a blur, his balls slapping against her clit with each stroke. He reached around her, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as he pounded into her, his other hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back.
Somi and Sana watched, their hands between their legs, their eyes glazed with lust. They moved closer, their free hands roaming over Mark's back, his ass, his thighs, their touch adding layers to his pleasure.
"You're going to make me come," Jihyo warned, her voice breaking. "I'm going to come so hard on your cock."
"Do it," Mark commanded. "Come for me, Jihyo. Milk my cock."
She exploded, her scream echoing off the rooftop walls, her body convulsing, her pussy gripping him in rhythmic pulses that finally broke his control. He thrust deep, holding himself buried to the hilt, and felt his release rush through him, hot and powerful, spilling into her in thick ropes.
"Fuck," he groaned, his head falling back, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. "Fuck, yes."
When he finally pulled out, his cum dripped from Jihyo's swollen pussy, running down her thighs. She collapsed onto the chair, her body limp and satisfied.
But the night was far from over. Somi and Sana descended upon him, their mouths finding his cock, licking him clean, their tongues meeting around his shaft, sharing his taste mixed with Jihyo's arousal. They were insatiable, these three, their hunger for him evident in every touch, every lick, every whispered promise of more to come.
They moved to the poolside, Sana climbing onto Mark's lap as he sat on the edge, her legs wrapping around his waist. She was still hungry, her pussy sliding against his spent cock, trying to coax it back to life.
"Again," she whispered, her lips against his ear. "I need you again. I need to feel you come inside me."
Mark felt his cock twitch, responding to her heat, her wetness. He was far from done with these three women. The night had only just begun, and there were hours of pleasure ahead, countless positions to explore, endless ways to make them scream his name.
Jihyo and Somi dove into the pool, their naked bodies cutting through the water with grace, while Sana remained on top of Mark, kissing him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth with desperate hunger. They were beautiful like this, the city lights behind them, the water reflecting their movements, the night air carrying their moans.
When Jihyo and Somi returned to the poolside, their skin glistening with water, their hair slicked back, they found Sana and Mark still entwined, his cock hard again, pressing against her entrance.
"Look at him," Somi said, her voice admiring. "Ready for more. Jihyo, I think we found the perfect man."
"The perfect man," Jihyo agreed, moving to kneel beside them. "And he's all ours tonight."
She reached out, her hand wrapping around Mark's shaft, guiding him to Sana's waiting entrance. Sana sank down onto him with a sigh of pure satisfaction, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard points against his skin.
"Ride him," Jihyo commanded. "Show us how you like it, Sana."
Sana began to move, her hips rolling in a sinuous rhythm, her pussy gripping Mark's cock with each upward stroke. She was tight, so tight, and wet, her arousal coating him, making him slick and sensitive.
Mark reached up, his hands finding her breasts, kneading them, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. She moaned, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her back, water droplets flying from the ends.
Somi moved to kneel behind Sana, her hands reaching around to cup Sana's breasts from behind, her fingers joining Mark's in teasing the sensitive flesh. Her mouth found Sana's neck, sucking marks into her skin, her teeth grazing the tendon there.
"Does it feel good?" Somi whispered, her voice carrying to Mark. "Does her pussy feel good around your cock?"
"Incredible," Mark groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet Sana's movements. "So fucking incredible."
Jihyo positioned herself between his legs, her face level with where he and Sana were joined. She watched them fuck, her eyes dark with lust, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Then she leaned forward, her tongue finding Sana's clit, licking around where Mark's cock entered her, tasting their combined arousal.
"Oh god," Sana cried out, her movements stuttering. "Oh god, Jihyo, your tongue.."
Jihyo didn't stop, her mouth working Sana's clit while Mark continued to thrust into her, the dual sensations driving Sana wild. Her hands gripped Mark's shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, her moans becoming continuous, building toward another peak.
Mark could feel his own orgasm building again, his balls tightening, his cock swelling inside Sana's tight heat. He reached down with one hand, finding Jihyo's hair, gripping it, holding her to them as he fucked Sana harder, faster.
"I'm going to come," he warned, his voice strained. "I'm going to come inside you, Sana."
"Yes," she begged, her voice high and desperate. "Yes, please, fill me up. I want to feel you spill inside me."
He exploded, his cock pulsing, hot cum flooding her depths, triggering her own orgasm. She clamped down on him, her pussy milking him, her scream echoing across the rooftop. Jihyo continued to lick them both, her tongue collecting their combined release, her moans of pleasure vibrating against Sana's sensitive flesh.
When it was over, when they were all spent and trembling, they collapsed together on the poolside, bodies entangled, skin slick with sweat and water and other fluids. The city lights twinkled above them, indifferent to their debauchery, and the night stretched on, promising more pleasure, more exploration, more of this perfect, hedonistic paradise they had created together.
Sana lay on top of Mark, her head on his chest, her body limp and satisfied. Somi and Jihyo curled against his sides, their hands roaming lazily over his skin, their touches gentle now, exploratory rather than demanding.
"That was.." Somi started, her voice trailing off.
"Amazing," Jihyo finished.
"Just the beginning," Sana murmured, her lips curving into a smile against Mark's skin. "The night is still young. And we have a room upstairs with a very large bed.
Mark closed his eyes, his hands finding their bodies, stroking soft skin, memorizing curves. He was exhausted, yes, but already he could feel his body stirring again, responding to their proximity, their heat.
"Give me five minutes," he said, his voice rough. "Then we'll see who begs for mercy first."
Laughter bubbled up from all three women, bright and delighted, filling the night air with promise. They had hours ahead of them, hours of pleasure and exploration, hours to learn every inch of each other's bodies. And Mark intended to make the most of every single second.
They lay there in comfortable silence, the sounds of the city a distant backdrop to their breathing, their heartbeats. The pool water lapped gently against the sides, and somewhere in the distance, a siren wailed, but here, in this private oasis, they were alone in their world of sensation.
Sana shifted, her hand trailing down Mark's stomach, finding his cock, still half-hard, sticky with their combined release. She stroked him gently, her touch light, teasing.
"Already recovering," she observed, her voice filled with admiration. "I knew Jihyo wasn't exaggerating."
"He's insatiable," Jihyo agreed, her own hand joining Sana's, both women stroking him slowly, coaxing him back to full hardness.
"Perfect," Somi purred, her mouth finding Mark's nipple, her tongue circling the sensitive flesh. "Absolutely perfect."
Mark groaned, his hips bucking into their combined touch, his body responding despite the exhaustion. He was theirs tonight, completely and utterly, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
The night stretched before them, endless and full of promise, and they had only just begun to explore the depths of their desire.
Back in the suite, the air conditioning hummed softly against the heated atmosphere they had carried in from the pool. Their bodies, still damp with chlorinated water and the evidence of their prolonged coupling, left faint traces on the plush carpet as they moved through the living space. Jihyo, Sana, and Somi had donned the white bathrobes provided by the hotel, though the garments did little to conceal their nakedness beneath, the thin cotton clinging to wet curves and revealing more than they hid.
Somi was the first to shed hers, the fabric pooling at her feet with a soft whisper. She stretched, her arms reaching toward the ceiling, her body a study in golden perfection. Her breasts lifted with the movement, nipples still hard and dark against her pale areolas, and the muscles of her abdomen flexed, leading the eye down to her shaved mound, glistening still with arousal and pool water.
"I need a shower badly," she announced, her voice carrying that particular satisfaction that came from being thoroughly used and yet still wanting more. "I can still feel him inside me, and I want to be clean before I get dirty again."
Jihyo laughed, the sound rich and warm, and she too shed her robe, revealing her own body in its post-coital glory. Her skin was flushed pink, particularly across her chest and thighs, marks of their passionate encounters beginning to bloom in the form of light bruises and suction kisses. Between her legs, her dark hair was matted with their combined fluids, evidence of Mark's release inside her.
"Come on then," Jihyo said, taking Somi's hand. "We'll shower together. Save water."
"And time," Somi added with a wicked grin, her eyes finding Mark's with a promise that made his spent cock twitch in anticipation.
The two women disappeared into the bathroom, their giggles and the sound of running water soon filling the space. Mark stood in the living room, suddenly aware of his own nudity, his body cooling in the air-conditioned environment. He had not bothered with a robe, his skin still bearing the marks of their attentions, scratches and bites that he would wear with pride.
Sana remained, having settled onto the plush sofa, her own robe still clinging to her shoulders though it had fallen open to reveal the valley between her breasts. She patted the cushion beside her, her eyes inviting, and Mark moved to join her, his body sinking into the soft cushions with a sigh of relief.
They sat side by side, naked beneath their respective states of undress, the silence between them comfortable and charged. Sana's hair was still damp, darker now that it was wet, curling slightly at the ends where it touched her shoulders. She turned to face him, her expression soft, satiated, and yet still hungry in a way that had nothing to do with food.
"You're incredible," she said, her voice quiet, almost shy despite everything they had done together. "I mean it. What you did out there.. the way you touched us, the way you made us feel.."
Mark turned to face her, his hand finding hers where it rested on the cushion between them. Her fingers were small, delicate, but he remembered the strength in them when she had gripped his cock, when she had scratched his back in the throes of passion.
"You're the incredible one," he replied, his voice sincere. "All three of you. I've never.. I've never experienced anything like tonight. The way you give yourselves so completely, so unreservedly. It's intoxicating."
Sana's cheeks flushed, a deeper pink than the flush of arousal, and she ducked her head, her hair falling forward to curtain her face. "We trust you," she said, looking up through her lashes. "Jihyo vetted you, and that's enough for us. But more than that.. there's something about you. Something that makes us want to open ourselves completely."
"Your body is beautiful," Mark said, his free hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face, his fingers trailing down her neck, her collarbone, to rest lightly on her breast through the open robe. "Every inch of you. Your breasts," he cupped one, feeling the weight, the softness, the way her nipple hardened against his palm. "They're perfect. Heavy and soft and responsive."
Sana's breath hitched, her chest rising into his touch. "You like them?" she asked, though her smile said she knew the answer.
"I love them," Mark confirmed, his thumb brushing over her nipple, making her gasp. "I love the way they feel in my hands, the way they taste, the way they bounce when I'm inside you."
"And my pussy?" she asked, her voice dropping to a whisper, her legs shifting apart slightly, inviting his gaze.
"Wet and tight and hot," Mark growled, his hand sliding down her stomach, his fingers finding her mound, still slick with his earlier release. "The way you grip me when I'm inside you, the way you pulse around my cock when you come. It's the most incredible feeling I've ever known."
"You're making me wet again," Sana admitted, her hips rocking slightly against his fingers. "Just talking about it. Just your words."
"Good," Mark said, leaning closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Because I want to be inside you again. I want to feel you come around me, screaming my name."
Sana turned her head, capturing his lips with hers, the kiss starting gentle but quickly deepening, becoming desperate and hungry. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, her robe falling open completely, leaving her naked against him. Mark's hand worked between her legs, his fingers sliding through her folds, finding her clit, circling it with practiced pressure.
"Mark," she gasped against his mouth, her hips bucking into his touch. "Mark, please.."
He was about to lift her onto his lap, to impale her on his already hardening cock, when a voice interrupted them from the hallway.
"Well, well," Jihyo said, her tone amused and commanding. "Starting without us?"
Mark and Sana broke apart, both turning to see Jihyo and Somi standing in the bathroom doorway, steam billowing out behind them. They wore only towels, wrapped loosely around their bodies, hair wet and slicked back, skin pink and clean from the shower.
"We were just.. talking," Sana said, her voice breathless, her face flushed.
"Talking," Somi repeated, her eyebrow raised. "Is that what we're calling it now?"
"Come here," Jihyo commanded, crooking her finger at Sana. "You two need to shower. You're still covered in.. evidence."
Sana pouted, her lower lip pushing out in an expression that was both childish and erotic. "But I don't want to move. I was comfortable."
"And you can be comfortable in the shower," Jihyo said, moving forward to take Sana's hand, pulling her to her feet. "Go. Take Mark with you. Wash each other. Explore each other."
She turned to Mark, her eyes dark and serious. "He's going to stay here tonight. All night. And you, Sana, can take him anytime you want. Anywhere you want. He's ours until morning."
Sana's pout transformed into a smile, wicked and delighted. "Anytime?"
"Anytime," Jihyo confirmed. "But first, clean up. I want you both fresh for round.. what are we on now? Four? Five?"
"I lost count," Somi admitted, her towel slipping slightly to reveal the swell of her breast.
"Go," Jihyo said, pushing Sana toward the bathroom. "Take your time. We have all night."
Sana took Mark's hand, pulling him up from the sofa, her naked body pressed against his side as they moved toward the bathroom. She looked back over her shoulder at Jihyo and Somi, her expression playful.
"Don't start without us," she said.
"No promises," Somi called back, already moving toward the bedroom, her towel dropping to the floor behind her.
The bathroom was steamy, the mirrors fogged, the scent of hotel soap and shampoo heavy in the air. The shower was large, a walk-in affair with multiple heads and bench seating along one wall, big enough for several people. Sana turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was hot, almost scalding, steam rising in thick clouds.
"Come here," she said, stepping under the spray, her body immediately slick with water.
Mark joined her, the heat of the water pounding against his tired muscles, soothing aches he hadn't realized he had. Sana reached for a bottle of body wash, pouring a generous amount into her palm, and began to wash him, her hands sliding over his chest, his arms, his back, her touch thorough and intimate.
"My turn," Mark said, taking the bottle from her, pouring soap into his own hands.
He started with her shoulders, working the lather into her skin, his fingers kneading the muscle there, working out tension. He moved down her arms, to her hands, washing each finger individually, his touch gentle and reverent. Then up to her neck, her throat, his thumbs brushing over her pulse point, feeling her heartbeat racing.
"Turn around," he commanded, and she obeyed, presenting her back to him.
He washed her back in long strokes, from her shoulders to the curve of her ass, his hands sliding into the cleft between her cheeks, making her gasp. Then down her legs, her calves, her feet, lifting each one to wash thoroughly before rising again.
"Face me," he said, his voice rough.
She turned, and he began to wash her front, starting at her collarbone, working down to her breasts. He took his time there, cupping each one, lifting them, his thumbs circling her nipples, the soap making his touch slippery and smooth. Sana's head fell back against the tile, her eyes closing, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Mark," she whispered. "Please.."
"Please what?" he asked, his hands sliding down her stomach, to her hips, her thighs.
"Please touch me. Really touch me."
He understood, his hand sliding between her legs, his fingers finding her clit, swollen and sensitive. He circled it with his soapy fingers, the slickness making the touch glide, intense and overwhelming. Sana's knees buckled, and he caught her, his other arm wrapping around her waist, holding her up as he continued to tease her.
"More," she begged. "Inside. Please, I need you inside."
Mark positioned her against the shower wall, her back against the cool tile, her legs wrapping around his waist. He was hard, had been hard since they entered the shower, and he positioned himself at her entrance, dragging his head through her folds, coating himself in her wetness.
"Look at me," he commanded, waiting until her eyes opened, dark and glazed with desire. "Watch me enter you."
He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, her tightness gripping him, resisting slightly before yielding. She was hot inside, hotter than the shower water, and wet, so wet that he slid deep with ease despite her tightness. When he was fully seated, his pelvis pressed against hers, he paused, letting her feel him, letting her adjust to his size.
"Forty-five minutes," she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Jihyo said take our time. We have forty-five minutes."
"Then we'll use every second," Mark promised, beginning to move.
He established a slow rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in, each thrust deliberate and deep. The water pounded down on them, running in rivers over their joined bodies, the steam surrounding them like a cocoon. Sana's breasts bounced with each thrust, and he bent his head to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh.
"Yes," she chanted, her hips meeting his thrusts. "Yes, just like that. Harder. Deeper."
He increased his pace, his hips snapping against hers, the sound of flesh meeting flesh mixing with the water. He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles as he fucked her, feeling her tighten around him, her orgasm building.
"Not yet," he growled, pulling out suddenly, making her cry out at the loss.
"Turn around," he commanded, spinning her to face the wall. "Bend over."
She obeyed, her hands flat against the tile, her ass presented to him, water running down her spine, pooling in the dimples above her buttocks. He positioned himself behind her, gripping her hips, and entered her in one hard stroke, bottoming out with a force that made her scream.
From this angle, she was even tighter, her walls gripping him like a vice, and he could feel every inch of her, the texture of her inner walls, the way she fluttered around him. He reached around her, his hands finding her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her nipples, his chest pressed against her back.
"Touch yourself," he commanded, his voice rough in her ear. "Play with your clit while I fuck you."
Her hand moved between her legs, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in frantic circles as he pounded into her from behind. The shower filled with the sounds of their fucking, wet and obscene, mixing with their moans and gasps.
"Close," she warned, her voice breaking. "I'm so close."
"Come for me," Mark commanded, his own release building, his balls tightening. "Come on my cock, Sana. Show me how much you love it."
She shattered, her cry echoing off the tiles, her body convulsing, her pussy clamping down on him in rhythmic spasms that triggered his own orgasm. He thrust deep, holding himself buried to the hilt, and spilled inside her, hot and thick, filling her completely.
They stayed like that for long moments, connected, his cock pulsing inside her, her body trembling around him. The water continued to pour down, washing away the evidence of their passion, leaving them clean and sated.
When he finally pulled out, Sana turned in his arms, her face flushed, her eyes bright. She kissed him, soft and sweet, a contrast to the violence of their coupling.
"That was.." she started, her voice trailing off.
"Perfect," Mark finished.
They finished their shower in silence, washing each other again, more gently this time, their touches exploratory rather than demanding. When they finally emerged, wrapped in fresh towels, they found Jihyo and Somi waiting in the bedroom, both naked on the large bed, posed like odalisques in some erotic painting.
Jihyo lay on her side, her head propped on one hand, her body a curve of soft skin and dark hair. Somi was on her back, her legs slightly parted, her golden skin glowing in the lamplight. Both women looked up as Mark and Sana entered, their expressions hungry and inviting.
"You took your time," Jihyo observed, her eyes roaming over their towel-clad bodies.
"We were thorough," Sana replied, dropping her towel and climbing onto the bed, crawling toward Somi.
"Come here," Somi said, reaching out for Mark, her arms open and welcoming.
Mark dropped his own towel and moved to the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. He lay between them, Jihyo at his back, Somi at his front, Sana curling around Somi like a cat. Four bodies, warm and soft and willing, entangled in the large bed.
"You wanna come over..?" Jihyo whispered in his ear, her hand sliding down his stomach to find his cock, already stirring again despite his exhaustion.
"We're waiting for you," Somi added, her leg hooking over his hip, her wetness pressing against his thigh.
The night stretched before them, hours of darkness filled with the sounds of pleasure, the scent of sex, the feeling of skin on skin. They moved together, shifting positions, mouths finding breasts and cocks and pussies, hands roaming, bodies joining and separating and joining again.
Mark lost himself in them, in the taste of Jihyo's nipples, the feel of Somi's tightness around his fingers, the sound of Sana's moans as he licked her to orgasm. They took him in turns, riding him, sucking him, presenting themselves to be used and pleasured. He fucked them in every position he could imagine, and some they taught him, their flexibility and enthusiasm endless.
At one point, he had Jihyo on her back, her legs over his shoulders as he drove into her, while Sana sat on her face, grinding against her mouth, and Somi knelt beside them, her fingers working her own clit as she watched. At another, Somi was on her hands and knees, Mark behind her, his cock buried in her ass while Jihyo lay beneath them, licking his balls and her clit, and Sana kissed him over Somi's shoulder, her hands pinching her own nipples.
The combinations were endless, their hunger insatiable. They came countless times, Mark filling each of them, their bodies marked by his release, their skin flushed and sensitive. The bed became a mess of sweat and cum and arousal, the sheets tangled and damp, the pillows scattered to the floor.
And through it all, they talked, whispered filthy encouragements, praised each other's bodies, described what they wanted, what they felt, what they needed. Their voices filled the room, breathless and broken by pleasure, creating a symphony of desire that lasted until the early hours of the morning.
When exhaustion finally claimed them, they collapsed together, a tangle of limbs and satisfied bodies, Mark in the center, the three women curled around him like protective spirits. He fell asleep with his hand on Jihyo's breast, his leg tangled with Sana's, his face buried in Somi's hair, the scent of them surrounding him, the warmth of their bodies his blanket.
It was, without question, the most perfect night of his life.
Morning came with soft light filtering through the curtains, gentle and golden, casting warm rectangles across the bed. Mark woke slowly, consciousness returning in layers, his body aching in the most pleasant way, muscles sore from exertion, skin sensitive to the touch.
He became aware of his surroundings gradually, the softness of the mattress beneath him, the warmth of bodies on either side, the scent of sex and perfume and sleep that filled the air. He opened his eyes to find himself staring up at the ceiling, the white plaster marked with shadows from the window blinds.
To his left, Somi stirred, her blonde hair tickling his shoulder, her breath warm against his neck. She was pressed against his side, one leg thrown over his hip, her breasts soft pillows against his arm. To his right, Jihyo was curled into him, her dark hair spread across the pillow, her hand resting on his chest, rising and falling with his breathing.
They were all still naked, the sheets having been kicked off sometime in the night, their bodies exposed to the morning air. Mark could see the marks of their passion on their skin, bruises and bites and scratches, evidence of the hours of pleasure they had shared.
Sana was not in the bed, but he could hear sounds from the bathroom, water running, the toilet flushing. She emerged a moment later, still naked, her hair sleep-tousled, her eyes heavy with lingering drowsiness. She saw him awake and smiled, a slow, satisfied expression that lit up her face.
"Morning," she whispered, moving to the bed, crawling across the mattress toward him.
"Morning," he whispered back, his voice rough from sleep and disuse.
Somi stirred at the sound of their voices, her eyes fluttering open, blue and confused for a moment before clearing, recognition dawning. She smiled, stretching like a cat, her body arching off the bed, her breasts thrusting upward.
"Good morning," she purred, her voice thick with sleep.
Jihyo was the last to wake, her hand tightening on Mark's chest, her eyes opening to find him looking down at her. She smiled, soft and intimate, a private expression meant only for him.
"Hey," she said, her voice husky.
"Hey," he replied, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
Somi, fully awake now, pushed herself up on one elbow, her gaze roaming over Mark's face with a hunger that had not been satisfied by the night's activities. "I want a good morning kiss," she announced, her tone playful but her eyes serious.
"Me too," Jihyo said, pouting slightly.
Mark laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. "There's enough of me to go around."
Somi was the first to act, her hand coming up to cup his face, turning him toward her. She kissed him, deep and thorough, her tongue invading his mouth, tasting him, claiming him. Her breasts pressed against his side, her nipples hard points against his skin, and he could feel her heat, her desire already building again despite the exhaustion.
When she pulled back, Jihyo was waiting, her own hands insistent as she pulled him to her, her mouth finding his with equal desperation. She kissed him differently than Somi, slower, more thorough, her tongue dancing with his in a languid rhythm that spoke of satisfaction and lingering hunger.
While they kissed, Somi moved, straddling his waist, her hands gripping his face, pulling him away from Jihyo and burying his face in her chest. Her breasts enveloped him, soft and warm and smelling of sleep and sex, her nipples hard against his cheeks.
"Jihyo," Somi complained, her voice mock-whining. "You're hogging him."
"He's mine too," Jihyo replied, but she was laughing, her hand reaching out to stroke Somi's hair.
Mark took advantage of his position, his tongue darting out to lick at Somi's nipple, circling it, sucking it into his mouth. She gasped, her hands gripping his hair, holding him to her breast. He switched to the other, giving it equal attention, his hands coming up to knead the soft flesh, his fingers pinching and rolling.
"That feels so good," Somi moaned, her hips grinding against his stomach, seeking friction.
Jihyo, not to be outdone, moved closer, presenting her own breasts to him as Somi shifted to give her access. Mark turned his head, his mouth finding Jihyo's nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. She gasped, her hand joining Somi's in his hair, both women holding him, guiding him from one breast to another.
"Switch," Somi commanded, and they moved him again, back and forth, his mouth working their nipples, his hands kneading their breasts, the soft flesh filling his palms.
His own arousal was building, his cock hardening against his stomach, trapped between his body and Somi's ass. He reached down with one hand, finding Jihyo's pussy, his fingers sliding through her folds, finding her clit, circling it. She was wet, already aroused despite the night's activities, her body ready for more.
"Oh god," Jihyo gasped, her hips bucking into his touch. "Mark, your fingers.."
He didn't stop, his fingers working her clit while his mouth continued to feast on her breasts, switching between her and Somi, his other hand finding Somi's pussy, giving her the same attention. Both women were moaning now, their hips rocking, their hands in his hair, their breasts pressed against his face.
Then he felt it, a wet heat enveloping his cock, tight and perfect. He groaned into Somi's breast, his hips bucking upward, and heard Sana's muffled laugh.
"Good morning," she said, her voice vibrating around his shaft as she took him deeper into her mouth.
She was between his legs, her head bobbing, her mouth working his cock with expert precision. She sucked him deep, the head hitting the back of her throat, her tongue swirling around his length, her hand stroking what she couldn't take.
"Fuck," Mark groaned, his hands still working Jihyo and Somi, his mind overwhelmed by the sensation of being touched everywhere at once.
"She's good, isn't she?" Somi purred, her hips rocking against his fingers. "Sana gives the best head. She loves it. Loves the taste of cock."
"I love the taste of him," Sana corrected, pulling back to speak, her hand stroking him firmly. "He tastes like sex and man and last night. I could suck him all day."
"Then suck him," Jihyo commanded, her voice breathless. "Make him come. I want to see him spill down your throat."
Sana obeyed, her mouth descending again, taking him deep, her throat relaxing around his head, swallowing around him. The sensation was incredible, wet and hot and tight, and Mark could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening.
But Sana had other plans. She pulled back with a pop, her hand still stroking him, and climbed up his body, positioning herself above him, her pussy hovering over his cock.
"I want to ride you," she said, her eyes dark with desire. "I want to feel you come inside me while they watch."
She lowered herself slowly, inch by inch, her tightness gripping him, sucking him in. She was wet, so wet that he slid deep with ease, her walls fluttering around his intrusion. When she was fully seated, her ass resting against his thighs, his entire length buried inside her, she paused, her head falling back, her breasts thrusting upward.
"Perfect," she breathed. "He fills me so perfectly."
Somi and Jihyo moved to either side of her, their hands finding her breasts, their mouths finding her nipples, sucking and licking as she began to move. They created a tableau of erotic perfection, three beautiful women focused on pleasure, on him, their bodies moving in sync.
Sana rode him with slow, deliberate movements, her hips rolling in a sinuous rhythm, her pussy gripping him with each upward stroke. Mark reached up, his hands finding Somi and Jihyo's breasts, kneading them, his thumbs brushing over their nipples, his fingers pinching and rolling.
"Link her nipples," Mark commanded, his voice rough. "Both of you. Suck her together."
Somi and Jihyo obeyed, moving closer, their mouths finding Sana's nipples, both women sucking at the same time, their tongues meeting around the sensitive flesh. Sana cried out, her movements becoming erratic, her orgasm building quickly.
"Yes," she chanted, her hands gripping their heads, holding them to her breasts. "Yes, just like that. I'm going to come. Mark, I'm going to come on your cock."
"Come," he commanded, his own hips thrusting up to meet her movements. "Come for me, Sana. Milk my cock."
She shattered, her cry echoing off the walls, her body convulsing, her pussy clamping down on him in rhythmic spasms that triggered his own release. He thrust deep, holding himself buried to the hilt, and spilled inside her, hot and thick, filling her completely.
Somi and Jihyo continued to suck her nipples, their hands roaming over her body, prolonging her pleasure, drawing out her orgasm until she collapsed against Mark's chest, spent and trembling.
"Perfect morning," Somi observed, her hand stroking Sana's hair.
"The perfect morning," Jihyo agreed, her lips curving into a satisfied smile.
They lay there for long moments, connected, sated, the morning light warming their skin. Eventually, necessity drove them from the bed, the needs of the body asserting themselves over the pleasures of the flesh.
"I need coffee," Jihyo announced, stretching as she sat up, her breasts bouncing with the movement. "And food. We burned a lot of calories last night."
"I could eat," Somi agreed, climbing out of bed, her naked body moving with unconscious grace toward the bathroom.
"I need to get home," Mark said, regret coloring his voice. "Change. Work. I have a meeting at ten."
The three women turned to him, identical expressions of disappointment on their faces.
"Already?" Sana asked, her lower lip pushing out in a pout. "But we were just getting started."
"I have to," Mark said, sitting up, his muscles protesting the movement. "I wish I could stay. You have no idea how much I wish I could stay."
"Stay for breakfast," Jihyo pleaded, moving to sit beside him, her hand on his thigh. "Just half an hour more. Let us feed you. Let us take care of you one more time before you go."
Mark looked at her, at the three of them, naked and beautiful and wanting him, and felt his resolve waver. But responsibility called, the real world intruding on their fantasy.
"I can't," he said, regret heavy in his voice. "I'm already going to be late. I need to go home, shower, change. I can't go to work smelling like sex and wearing the same clothes from yesterday."
The women exchanged glances, silent communication passing between them. Then Somi sighed, moving to the wardrobe where their clothes had been stored, pulling out his jeans and t-shirt from the night before.
"Fine," she said, her voice resigned but understanding. "But you're coming back. Right?"
"Right," Mark promised, standing, accepting his clothes from her. "As soon as I can. This weekend?"
"This Sunday," Jihyo said, her tone brooking no argument. "Come to my house. There's a rule on Sundays that you'll surely like and I'll introduce you to a guest.."
"What rule? and who's that?" Mark asked, pulling on his jeans, the fabric rough against his sensitive skin.
"You'll see," Jihyo said, her smile mysterious and promising. "Just come. Early. And don't eat breakfast beforehand. You'll need your energy."
Mark dressed quickly, the three women helping him, their touches lingering, their hands straightening his shirt, smoothing his hair, adjusting his collar. They were possessive in their care, marking him as theirs even as they prepared to let him go.
At the door, they gathered around him, each demanding a final kiss. Somi was first, her mouth hungry, her tongue invading, her hand cupping his cock through his jeans one last time. Then Jihyo, her kiss slower, deeper, filled with promise and future plans. Finally Sana, soft and sweet, her lips clinging to his, her body pressed against him, her heat evident even through their clothes.
"Sunday," Jihyo reminded him as he stepped into the hallway.
"Sunday," he confirmed, looking back at them, three naked women standing in the doorway, their bodies glowing in the morning light, their hair tousled, their lips swollen from his kisses.
"Bye Mark," Somi called, her voice carrying down the corridor.
"Bye," Sana echoed, her hand raised in a small wave.
"See you soon," Jihyo said, her smile the last thing he saw before the door closed.
Mark walked down the hallway, his body sore, his mind filled with memories, his skin still carrying their scent. He stepped into the elevator, then out into the lobby, then onto the street, the real world rushing to meet him, but he carried the night with him, a secret treasure as his mind drifted to what Jihyo said, "The Rule.." and "One guest.."
The door to the hotel room shot open and in walked one of the most beautiful Japanese girls you have ever laid your eyes on. She walked briskly across the room to where you were sitting, her eyes locked on yours, hips swaying like a model with each step.
“Welcome back beautiful.”
“Thanks,” Momo sighed, tossing her bag to the side and wasting no time in straddling your lap, “miss me?”
“All day,” you replied. Your hands quickly found their way to Momo’s body, like two opposing magnets, like a moth to a flame, it just felt as easy as breathing. “I was looking at some videos, you looked great.”
“You should have just come,” Momo voiced, tinged with that adorable little whine, accompanied quietly with a slight pout on her lips and a focused expression as her fingers worked on unbuttoning your shirt – she could make you melt in her hands. “You could have seen me in person instead of through a screen.”
“I told you I already had plans,” you sighed as you lifted your back off the chair and helped her out. “And I couldn’t bail just like that.”
“Why not?” Momo grunted, smiling proudly once she eventually managed to yank your shirt off. “It’s just dinner, surely I’m worth more than that, no?”
“It wasn’t just dinner. And how exactly do you imagine that conversation would go?” you chuckled, kneading your fingers into her ass through her shorts. “How do I even explain this? ‘Oh, last night I hooked up with a girl, she’s actually famous and she invited me to attend her concert tonight, I have to cancel, sorry, fuck your meeting!’”
“Sounds reasonable enough to me,” Momo purred, sliding a finger down your chest. She leaned in and kissed your neck softly a couple of times, her warm breath brushing smoothly against your skin. “That’s exactly what happened anyway.”
“They’d never believe it. I still don’t entirely know if I believe this yet,” you murmured as your hands mustered up the audacity to slide down the back of Momo’s shorts and into her panties.
“Oh you better believe it,” Momo’s breath grazed your skin softly as she filled the room with the sound of her wet kisses on your skin. “The night’s only just starting, and I have all of tomorrow to recover this time.”
“Your friends?”
“They stopped for food, we have enough time,” Momo replied casually, before sucking hard against your neck. “I can already feel how… ready… you are, it would be a shame to waste more time, don’t you think?”
“I’ve been ready ever since last night,” you moaned softly as Momo’s fingers made their way to your lap. “Seriously, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind.”
“And why would you?” Momo whispered, finally leaving your neck with a temporary tattoo of her lips before leaning back, slipping off her top and bra in a singular, swift movement.
There they were – so fucking captivating, alluring, absolutely entrancing, staring right back at you. You could never take your eyes off her tits, something you realized very soon after you met Momo. They were so delightful. Heavy and perky, accentuated further by Momo’s thin waist and framed pleasantly by her adorably-mischievous smile that you paid absolutely no attention to – no, you were too fixated on just one, rather two, things about her right now.
“Where the fuck have you been my whole life,” you moaned as blood rushed to your cock.
“What matters is that I’m here now,” Momo smirked, pinching her nipples gently and tilting her head back, softening her features.
“Then let’s stop wasting time,” you replied, giving her ass a hard spank. “Lead the way sweetheart.”
“Come on then,” Momo matched your energy as she hopped off your lap and dropped to her knees next to you. She propped herself up with her elbows on the couch next to you and turned to face you - ass up, back arched. “Don’t leave a girl waiting.”
“Never,” you moaned, nearly drooling at the sight of Momo lowering her shorts down to her knees and arching her back for you. “Especially not if that girl is you.”
In just a fraction of a second, you removed the rest of your clothes and found yourself on your knees behind Momo with nothing but a tiny pair of purple panties covering her fit body. You gave yourself a couple of quick strokes, taking a moment to make the most of the view, before bringing your hand down hard onto Momo’s ass, squeezing deep before yanking down her panties.
“Fuck,” you moaned at the view. Your heart rate skyrocketed as Momo’s pussy glistened before you – she was calling to you. Pressure was building up between your legs as your cock began leaking just at the thought of taking her. “You’re so fucking hot.”
“Then fuck me, now.” she purred, looking back at you over her shoulder. “Give it to me hard, make me scream again.”
“You’ll me screaming alright,” you mumbled as you fumbled with your tip around her pussy, “but not yet.”
Before slipping it in, to Momo’s audible frustration, you pulled your tip away. Instead, because you honestly couldn’t control yourself, you gently spread her cheeks and leaned forward, pressing your tongue firmly against her pussy. She’d have to wait just a bit, because you needed a taste.
Momo was upset, you knew it. You may have only met her a day ago, but if there was one thing you knew about her it was that she loved getting dicked and hated waiting. Really, more than anything, nothing made her feel better – except maybe a fresh load in her mouth, that was a close second. Nonetheless, Momo played along, letting you enjoy that body she worked so hard to build.
“You like eating my pussy, don’t you?” Momo moaned softly, grinding her hips in small circles as you ate her out. “Oh baby, I can feel your tongue inside me.”
In an act of pure desperation and lust, you shoved your face as far forward as it could go, closing your eyes as Momo’s ass cheeks pressed into your face. You sucked, licked, and lapped up as much of her as physically possible, like a starving animal finally getting fed. Once you felt your lungs begging for air, after getting her nice and wet, you pulled back and took a deep gasp.
It wasn’t easy, you felt like you were physically and mentally fighting your own body as you tried to pull back. It just made no sense, you had two equal parts begging you to keep your mouth glued between her cheeks while the other half wanted nothing more than to shove your cock into Momo’s soft pussy.
She was drenched at this point, beads sliding down her inner thighs. You rubbed her pussy, slipping a finger in for just a moment to feel how wet she was inside, coating your palm in her wetness as she flowed down your hand. You used her slick to coat your shaft before sliding forward and pressing your tip against her pussy.
“Come on, fuck me,” Momo whined, dropping her face into the seat cushion and spreading her cheeks for you. Her patience was wearing thin by now. She spat on her palm and reached back between her legs, grabbing your shaft and stroking it slowly. That clawing motion she made against your tip was unreal, she had full control of you right now.
The teasing didn’t last long, only a few more seconds of toying with her was all you managed before you just had to slip it in, really, it was like you had no other option, no more power. She felt good, amazing even. Momo’s pussy beautifully hugged your cock, squeezing it tight, clamping down hard. You eased yourself all the way in, nearly tearing your lower lip open as you bit into it subconsciously. Fuck, this felt nice.
“Oh you’re so big,” Momo cooed, letting go of her ass and gripping the cushions until her knuckles turned white. “You make me feel so full.”
“Momo you feel so good,” you grunted, giving her ass another rough slap as you took grip of her body.
The view was perfect, you were completely enthralled by your cock disappearing inside Momo’s pussy. The way her cute ass would bounce, the way her pussy gripped your cock, almost as if it was begging for you to stay inside her body, it was divine.
With just a few rhythmic pumps into Momo’s pussy you quickly realized how impossible it was to hold back. Adjusting yourself forward, sense of control rapidly disappearing, you began thrusting harder. Each one sending shockwaves through her body. Soon, you found yourself intoxicated with the view yet again – your cock plunging into Momo from behind, her perfectly sculpted body accepting it.
“I want more,” she gasped, “I need more.”
The next couple of minutes went by in a blur. It felt amazing. For all you know, it wasn’t even minutes, it could have been seconds or hours, it was just pure euphoria. What you realized though was that no matter how hard you pumped, Momo could take it. Your brain was falling in love with this girl, the harder you went the more she got into it, this was all you wanted – she was all you wanted. Your entire purpose in this world became fucking Momo with every ounce of strength in your body.
So you did just that, and she still took it. With sweat dripping down your body, lactic acid burning your muscles from within, you pushed and pushed well past the physical limitations of your body. In this moment, you could do anything, and that anything was Momo. She was everything. She was yours – yours to fuck.
“That’s right!” Momo cried out. “Fuck me baby, til I can’t walk! Fuck, please!”
A miracle was the only thing stopping you from unloading inside her right now. The delight of riding your orgasm to the absolute edge was shooting pleasure up your spine at a rate you simply, physically could not handle. You could feel your body beginning to go numb as all sensation became hyper-focused in one spot. You had no idea how long you had been plowing Momo anymore – nothing really made sense anymore truthfully. The harder you tried to understand the world around you, the less anything mattered.
If this wasn’t enough for Momo, you’d have to make it up to her later, because that was it. You had hit your breaking point – your body was done. In a sudden rush, a heavy wave of pure ecstasy filled your body as you launched your first gush of white as deep into Momo’s pussy as possible. Each following pump felt better and better until slowly, eventually, you felt yourself regaining your senses.
And as your brain began making sense of the fog, the unbelievably addicting feeling of euphoria soaring through your cock was becoming overwhelming. Momo’s warm body, the perfect blanket for your shaft, slowly massaged as you eased yourself back and forth a few final times before falling forward into Momo’s body, embedding your cock deep inside her pussy.
As you felt your cock eventually empty itself, you became acutely aware of how deep into Momo’s cheeks your fingers were pressing. You let go of her, giving her ass another hard slap, earning you a muffled, low energy shriek from Momo as she pressed her face into the cushions. She looked as spent as you right now with her entire body heaving up and down and a slight tremble in her legs.
Gingerly, you stood up, leaving your cum leaking out of Momo’s body, and took a seat on the couch next to her. She turned to look up at you, face flushed with pressure, a small bit of a sweat forcing her cute bangs to stick to her forehead. You brushed her hair out of her face as she smiled at you.
“I can feel your cum dripping out of me,” Momo giggled, scooting over a bit closer to you. “So warm.”
“Sorry, couldn’t hold back.”
“That’s a dumb apology,” she lifted herself up slightly and moved over your lap.
“Momo!” you cried out, body jolting as she took your cock into her mouth. “Please, it’s too…”
“Sensitive?” Momo smiled as she let your cock slip from her mouth. “I love watching you squirm,” she added before sliding her tongue along your shaft.
Initially, you found yourself pulling back again, wincing as sensation shot up your spine, but she was gentle - it began feeling good, really good, like a massage for your cock.
“Round two? How long do you need?” Momo asked excitedly, her tongue finding your tip and prodding it with utmost care. “I think we still have time.”
“You sure? I really don’t want your friend to walk in on this,” you asked, gently stroking Momo’s hair as she played with your cock. “What was her name? Sana? She didn’t seem too fond of me last night.”
“Oh look at you, learning our names,” Momo chuckled, giving your balls a final kiss before getting up and sitting next to you. “Don’t worry about her, she was just jealous.”
“Of what?”
“Of you,” Momo answered, reaching between her legs and spreading the mess you left around her pussy. “It’s not very often one of us finds someone fuckable who isn’t a starry-eyed fan.”
“Fuckable… I’ll take it.”
“Shut up,” Momo rolled her eyes. “Don’t get me wrong, fans can be fun too, but there’s something nice about a person who isn’t really aware of who we are.”
“I must admit,” you glanced down at her chest. “I feel like I’ve been missing out.”
“That’s fine,” Momo smirked, grabbing your hand and placing it on her tits, “plenty of time to catch up.”
“Hey, I’ve actually already been working on it,” you chuckled. “Momo, Sana, Mina, you’re all Japanese, you sing and dance.”
“Wow great job, you really did a deep search. A for effort!” Momo chuckled. “I know you didn’t do much more than Google our names if you’re scared of Sana.”
“Huh?”
“That girl is sunshine and rainbows,” Momo laughed before suddenly the door clicked and her smile disappeared. “Oh shit–”
Almost as if on cue, the door swung open, and sure enough in the doorway stood the girl of the conversation.
“Oh my God,” Sana stormed into the room, slamming the door behind her as she threw her bag onto the dresser. “I see why you weren’t checking your phone.”
“You’re back early,” Momo commented casually, crossing her legs and arms in an attempt to maintain some dignity.
“Yeah, and you’d know that if you weren’t too busy getting fucked,” Sana snapped. “One request. All I asked is that you don’t use your stupid toy in front of me.”
“It’s not my fault you changed your plans,” Momo shook her head, a smile creeping up on her face. “Sana, don’t be so upset, if you want you can use him too.”
“Um excuse me–” you began.
“Shut up,” both of the girls snapped in unison.
Sana suddenly began eyeing you up and down – never in your life have you felt so judged. The most embarrassing part was how quickly your cock came alive as Sana stared at you, and your hands definitely weren’t doing a great job of concealing yourself. It was almost comical how quickly the tone in the room shifted. Sana went from ready to murder to something much more akin to curiosity. Instead of glaring at you, she seemed to be admiring, and for some reason you were becoming incredibly shy in front of her.
“Hmm,” Sana hummed softly, taking off her jacket and tossing it aside, leaving her in nothing but a crop top and skirt. “Who said that’s what I want?”
“I think he likes you,” Momo teased, grabbing your wrists and uncovering your cock. “He’s probably bored of fucking me by now.”
“N-No, I… I’m…”
“Look at that, he can’t even speak anymore,” Momo giggled as she took hold of your shaft, teasingly stroking it. “Come on Sana, I know you want this, it could be yours.” Momo bent down over your lap, facing Sana, and slid her tongue up your shaft. You found yourself shutting your eyes tight as Momo began swirling her tongue around your tip. This girl already knew how to make you click, and it only took one night. “I know he wants you, too, I can taste it.”
Sana, still wearing that sharp – almost aggressive – expression, stepped forward until she was right in front of you. She held eye contact, not even glancing at your cock as Momo, who sat back up, stroked it. No, she was fully focused on staring into your eyes, which felt as if she was staring directly into your soul. Even as she straddled you, just like Momo did earlier, pressing her body against your cock, she still kept her eyes glued to yours – and damn her eyes were stunning.
“Is it true?” Sana whispered, placing her hands on your shoulders. “Do you want me?”
Instead of embarrassing yourself with the inability to form words, you chose to nod – perhaps a bit too enthusiastically – Sana definitely noticed.
The tiniest of smiles teased her lips before she spoke again. “And what makes you think I want you?” she asked, her voice almost too innocent for the situation.
“Well, you’re sitting on my cock right now,” you spoke clearly as you finally found your voice.
“And yet,” she let go of your shoulders and leaned away, “you haven’t even put your hands on me.”
“I…” you hated your brain right now as you lost your voice just as quickly as you found it. Usually you’d be quick with it, but Sana had you turned to mush, it felt like you were lost in a field of haze. “Because I…”
“Why are you so nervous?” Sana whispered, moving her face closer to yours. “Are you scared of me?”
“No.”
“Do you not like me?”
“No, that’s not it.”
“So you like me?”
“I just met you.”
She smirked, bringing her hands back to your shoulders.
“What do you like most?” Sana whispered the question, annoyingly confident, as she began slowly moving her hips back and forth, as slowly as physically possible. “Don’t be shy, tell me.”
The way she pressed her body a bit harder against your cock, or perhaps because of how she stuck her chest up towards your face just a bit more, you knew she wanted you to touch her. That being said, your answer must have caught her off guard – at least a bit.
“You have a sweet smile.”
She kept a straight face, still staring deep into your pupils.
“I’m not smiling.”
“Behind this act you’re trying to put on,” you continued. “I can see why you’re so popular now, pictures don’t do your beauty justice.”
Thankfully, she was at least slightly flustered by your choice of words, you were sure of it. The way she blinked faster and the way her cheeks betrayed her facade by staining a light pink, she couldn’t hide how she felt. She even stopped grinding against you, the only part of her that remained composed was her gaze. That ethereal confidence she was sporting just seconds ago was fluttering away as she became shy herself, and your own confidence began returning.
“That’s very kind of you…” Sana muttered, her sharp gaze slowly fading, “...but you–”
“I can see it in your eyes,” you cut her off. “Modern-day Aphrodite, I get it now, I get why you can make stadiums scream, I get why there are hours and hours of you all over YouTube, every angle possible, every moment captured. Fans wouldn’t dare to miss even a breath.”
“I don’t–”
“It’s not that I want to fuck you, really, not that simple,” you cut her off. “I want to make love to you, all night. I want to hear that beautiful voice scream and moan, I want you gasping for more, I want you begging for more, and I want to be the one to give it to you.”
“You–”
“And I won’t stop until you can’t take it anymore. I don’t care if you can or can’t walk tomorrow, I don’t care if you spend the whole day in bed,” you continued. “I want to make this the best night of your life, one you’ll think about forever, one you’ll crave for the rest of your life, a feeling you’ll be chasing. I’ll do it all, whatever you need for however long you want.”
Did she know she was biting her lip?
“A girl like you deserves–”
“What the fuck,” it was Momo’s turn to interject, “at this point even I want to fuck her.”
Ignoring the smile that crept up on your lips, you continued staring Sana in the eyes. “Maybe you don’t want me, that’s your choice to make,” you whispered softly, now that the dynamic had shifted into your favor, “but you’re still sitting on my lap.”
Sana opened her mouth for a moment and paused, as if she couldn’t find the words, before she gently closed her mouth again, cheeks bright red. At this point, words didn’t really need to be shared – you both knew what the other wanted.
“What do you say?” you whispered, placing your hands up the sides of her thighs. “Are you going to let me make your night?”
Each inch of Sana’s body felt amazing as you began to slowly slide up her leg. You pressed with modest trepidation, very intentionally keeping your hands moving as slowly as you could up her side. She felt so tender, perfect in your hands, the ideal body. Your hands made their way leisurely towards her hips where they found refuge, the thought of holding Sana’s body down against your cock while the thought of fucking her began engulfing your mind, and at this point it was the only thing on your mind.
“Then what are you–” the words hadn’t even escaped her lips before she was picked up and turned around, her back dropped onto the couch where you were sitting just a second ago. “Waiting for…” she gasped out the rest of her thought, eyes wide in pure lust and desire for you.
“Ooooooooh,” Momo cheered, giggling as she watched the show, sliding up next to Sana on the couch and helping her friend take off her top. “Finally.”
And for the first time, Sana’s eyes moved to your cock properly. You began smiling as you saw her lick her lips, probably without even realizing it. She was completely engrossed in the sight of your cock, you could probably make her beg right now if you really wanted to – yet, you had no desire to do such a thing. You let her enjoy the view as much as you were enjoying the view of Momo unclasping her bra, freeing Sana’s tits.
Maybe it was because you wanted her just as badly as she wanted you. She was, after all, truly one of the most beautiful girls you had ever seen in your life. It was an odd type of lust, the fibers in your brain were being torn apart; on one hand you wanted to fuck her softly for the rest of the night, and on the other hand you wanted nothing more than to fill her up in under a minute.
The only thing that was certain was that you wanted – no, needed – to fuck this girl right now. Laying there, cheeks rosy pink, Sana looked up at you again. The sheer desire in her eyes, the vulnerability of her slightly parted lips, each breath deep, legs bent at the knees waiting for your next move. You reached forward and flipped her skirt up, the fabric bundling up around her slim waist.
She was wearing light pink panties, stained completely dark in the crotch at this point. The scene before you had your cock twitching – relief was coming soon, you told yourself. First, on pure instinctual lust, you dropped to your knees and pressed your face forward, just like you did with Momo.
Her taste, her scent, her everything was unbelievably intoxicating. Just the thought of having your face between the legs of this goddess, the type of girls men would go to war for, was enough to make you blow. You couldn’t take it any longer, with one swift pull you exposed Sana’s pussy.
A faint gasp escaped her lips before immediately transforming into a soft moan as you pressed your lips against her pussy, no fabric in the way this time. You pushed your tongue into her entrance as deep as it could go, succumbing to her taste, engulfing as much of her pussy as you physically could in your mouth.
She began moaning hard, the sign that you couldn’t stop. In fact, it was probably a crime to stop right now with the way she was gasping with each flick of your tongue. She was so turned on that anything you did was sending her to the moon, the smallest little bits of pressure against her soft pussy was all it took. You’ve never had it so easy before and you were addicted.
And fuck she tasted good. The thought of fucking her was temporarily erased by the mind-numbing experience of pressing your tongue against her clit. You were pretty sure it felt better for you than it did for her at this point, somehow, not that it made any sense. Yet, you were so invested into eating out Sana’s pussy that you barely noticed each time her leg would jerk and hit the side of your face, and soon even the sounds of her moans were fading away.
Your world was just Sana’s pussy. Not even your throbbing cock was enough to distract you from it, and at this point you had honestly forgotten about the other naked Japanese girl in the room. Right now was Sana’s turn, her pussy was all you had to worry about. Her pussy was all that you would worry about.
After showing her clit some love, just for a moment, you pressed your mouth against her entrance again, teasing around it with your tongue as your lips gently massaged her pussy. You would go back and kiss her clit from time to time, but your focus was on pressing your tongue flat against her skin and pushing down from side to side. At this point you weren’t entirely sure if it was your own saliva or Sana’s pussy that was filling your mouth, but it was becoming impossible to swallow it all.
Sana had to be the wettest woman on the planet right now, surely. Her pussy became a fountain at this point, filling up your mouth as you desperately tried to lap it all up, leaking all over your chin. As if there was any doubt anymore, the ultimate confirmation came alongside a shrill shriek as Sana’s pussy squirted deep into your mouth.
As she squirted in your face, you began moving your head side to side, urging her to let the pleasure flow through her body. You had it down to a science at this point, quickly adjusting as you noticed what worked for her – it helped that she was so vocal. You worked her pussy until your upper body was soaked, and then you pressed your lips down to her body again, revelling in her taste some more.
After swallowing a few mouthfuls of Sana’s mess, you backed up, gasping for air. Sana, face completely flushed, stared at you with her chest heaving up and down. You lunged forward, palming one of her tits while shoving your mouth against her lips. With your other hand, you fumbled around with your cock between her legs, trying to find her entrance. It was so incredibly wet, you weren’t sure if it was possible.
Once you finally felt your tip against her, you brought both of your hands up to her face, holding her warmly with the kiss and pushing your hips forward. She gasped into your mouth hard before launching her head back. You leaned back as well, watching with jubilant appetency as inch by inch your cock disappeared into Sana’s pussy.
She was the perfect fit, warm and wet, squeezing your shaft gloriously. You were completely mesmerized by Sana’s body. With pure pleasure, you watched your cock enter her pussy over and over and over, her soft tits bouncing up and down in small circles with each slow, methodical thrust. You started slow, giving her all the time she needed to adjust to your cock, easing it in all the way before pulling back. It felt amazing. Part of you felt like cumming already, but you couldn’t just yet, not after just three pumps – imagine her disappointment.
Your hands made their way to her hips, holding her down, slightly pulling her back onto your cock each time you pumped into her pussy, speeding up drastically now. You squeezed down, and the added roughness was working as you felt her pussy tighten around your cock. She spread her legs wider, shutting her eyes tight with her mouth open.
Momo, clearly interested in getting involved, leaned over and began kissing Sana. Seeing their tits squishing against each other nearly launched you over the edge, but you slowed down just enough to hold yourself back. In fact, you found yourself stopping entirely, knowing just one more thrust would have you cumming buckets inside Sana’s pussy, and you simply watched as the two girls made out.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a wave of jealousy hit you. Sana almost looked like she was more into the kiss with Momo than she was with you – and that absolutely couldn’t be the case, you wouldn’t let it. You grabbed her legs and yanked her off the couch into your arms, ignoring her squeal as you turned her around and bent her over the couch.
“What the fuck,” Sana gasped before taking a drawn-out inhale as you pushed your cock into her again, pressing your hand against her lower back.
That long, satisfied breath she took was to die for, her soft and sultry voice was making your cock throb. That alone nearly sent you over the edge yet again as you used all of your power to hold back.
Momo got off the couch with a smirk and walked around your body, picking up on what just happened immediately. She wrapped her arms tenderly around you, leaning right up against your ear as you began pumping Sana from behind.
“Don’t be upset babe,” she whispered, her breath giving you the energy to fuck Sana even faster. “She’s still yours to fuck, all yours, no one else can take her from you and your big cock.”
Momo’s whispers almost sent you into a frenzy, and again you had to slow down to enjoy the moment some more.
“And when I say she’s all yours, I really mean all,” Momo whispered, giving your earlobe a small nibble before letting go of you and sitting on the couch next to Sana.
Momo leaned over, spreading Sana’s cheeks wide for you while staring up at you, both of you making eye contact as Sana cried out in pleasure. Then, slowly, Momo bent over, still staring right at you, and gently rubbed her tongue against Sana’s asshole, toying with it.
“Momo!” Sana gasped as her pussy gushed out onto your cock again.
“What do you say?” Momo teased, slowly rubbing a finger against Sana’s asshole as you plowed her pussy. “I think she wants it.”
“Fuck…” you moaned, incapable of forming a sentence, before slowly pulling your cock out.
“That’s right,” Momo smiled. “You should take what you want.”
This was actually happening – you were about to fuck Sana in the ass. Before that, however, you took Momo’s advice and grabbed the back of her head, guiding her to your shaft. You pushed yourself down Momo’s throat as far as you could go. The desire to shove your cock down Momo’s mouth just came out of nowhere, and you didn’t bother thinking before acting.
“Not exactly what I meant,” Momo gasped, coughing slightly as you let go of her face before smiling up at you.
“Not my fault, you just look so damn good with my cock in your mouth,” you teased, giving her a small pat on the cheek.
“Come on,” Sana moaned quietly as she rubbed her pussy, shaking her ass towards you. She was still dripping all over her inner thighs.
“Sana,” you mumbled, rubbing your tip against her asshole. “Can I?”
“Just do it, stop asking,” Sana moaned in response, looking back over her shoulder at you and winking.
This girl would be the death of you – how the fuck did you end up here? Momo, just as excited for what was about to happen as you, leaned over Sana’s body and let her saliva spill from her lips before using her fingers to coat Sana’s asshole.
“She’s playing it up,” Momo giggled, teasing a finger into Sana’s asshole. “You should see what I’ve put in here.”
“Momo!” Sana groaned, hitting her on the arm.
“Don’t be shy now,” Momo replied with a mischievous little smirk. “After the mess you’ve already made everywhere, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about anymore.”
“Give her a break,” you chuckled as you lined yourself up with Sana’s asshole.
“Not like you’re going to,” Momo replied as she positioned herself on the couch in front of Sana and spread her legs.
With Sana preoccupied with Momo’s pussy, you took the opportunity to push your cock in. It definitely wasn’t her first time. Still, you went slowly as her asshole was incredibly tight nonetheless, but damn did it feel good. It was a whole different sensation, tight and warm, not as wet, but so tight.
“Fuck,” you moaned softly, adjusting your posture to give better leverage. “You’re so fucking hot.”
“Not too hard,” Sana’s muffled voice cried out softly.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” you grunted, pushing your cock halfway into her body.
Her toned back was fully flexed before you, sweat filled each sexy little ridge her muscles made. You eased yourself into a gentle rhythm before fixing your gaze on Momo. The girl had her eyes closed, hand on the back of Sana’s head, and the other hand cupping a breast. The view before you was actually to die for.
For Sana’s sake, you only pushed your cock halfway into her ass with each thrust as you could see her straining. It still felt great, you had nothing to complain about, and you were starting to feel yourself getting closer.
Alternating between slow and fast was how you kept yourself going long enough to see Momo cum against Sana’s face. You paused for a moment, letting Sana focus fully on Momo’s pussy. It was a glorious view, Momo’s tits up towards the roof as she arched her back while Sana fully committed to eating her pussy.
Then, as Momo relaxed, you went back to the task at hand and started slamming into Sana’s ass again. This time, she was tighter, and you could tell she was struggling a lot more. You only got a few more thrusts in before Sana gasped out and reached a hand back against your thigh.
“Alright enough!” Sana screamed out, pushing you away, moaning as you pulled your cock out of her ass. “Please, I need a break.”
“First time I’ve ever seen you tap out,” Momo teased as she got off the couch and grabbed Sana’s hand. “Was that too much?”
“No,” Sana whined as she rubbed her asshole. “I just haven’t done that in a while.”
“Come here, let me make it all better,” Momo giggled, guiding Sana to the bed where she lay her down with her head towards the base. Momo climbed onto the bed between Sana’s legs before motioning for you to come over. “We haven’t done this in a while either.”
“That’s because you never share your toys,” Sana pouted as she craned her neck upwards towards you and opened her mouth.
“Don’t stand there like an idiot, you know what she wants,” Momo laughed before disappearing between Sana’s legs.
In this position, with Sana’s adorable eyes looking up at you, just slightly squinted as Momo worked her pussy, you felt a rush of warmth shoot up your body. The moment you stepped up to the bed, Sana had already started licking your cock, pressing her tongue against the base of your shaft where it met your balls.
“Fuck that’s nice,” you moaned, stroking yourself.
“Come on,” Sana looked up at you and let out the most adorable little giggle you’ve ever heard. “Shove it down my neck.”
Who were you to deny that request? While trying to hide how excited you were, you slowly pressed down on your cock and slipped it between Sana’s lips, entering her warm mouth. Just like when you tried her asshole, her mouth was also an entirely new experience. It was nice and wet, and her tongue was working magic against your cock.
Then there was the sound. The gentle gagging, a mix of slurping and moaning, it all made for the most mind-numbing experience ever. You barely moved your hips, you just let Sana do the work, and she knew how to use her mouth. She strained her neck as far back as she could to get your cock as deep as possible.
For the next couple of minutes, the three of you were in your own little worlds. Momo, happy as ever, was enjoying Sana’s pussy to her heart’s content, while you got to enjoy Sana’s mouth, and Sana herself was having the best time of all as her whole body was vibrating and trembling in pleasure.
Then, over all the noise Sana was making against your cock, there was a knock on the door. Your heart skipped a beat as you paused for a moment, worried you were about to get caught. It didn’t last long, though, as Momo took care of your concern.
“I got it,” Momo lifted her head up from between Sana’s legs, wiping her chin with the back of her hand and quickly wrapping a towel around her body. “It’s probably Mina, she doesn’t have a key.”
“Should I stop?” you asked as you gave Sana another chance to breathe, stroking your cock gently above her face.
“Does it look like she wants you to stop?” Momo giggled before giving you a slap on the ass and walking over to the door.
In front of you, Sana was extending her neck to reach up and lick your balls, with her fingers replacing Momo’s face between her legs.
“Just a bit more,” Sana moaned, rubbing her pussy frantically. “I’m really close, please, fill my throat just a bit longer.”
What a fucking request. With that, you pushed your cock downwards slightly and slipped it back into Sana’s mouth, grazing your balls against her face as you pushed all the way into her throat. Sure enough, through all the cock you had in her mouth, she screamed out loudly into the hotel room. She clamped her legs down on her hand and started shaking and trembling all around the bed with your cock still down her throat.
While watching her finger herself desperately, you bent forward and cupped her tits in your hands, playing with the soft skin between your hands while shoving your cock deeper down her neck. You could see the outline of your shaft pressing against her skin, threatening to go all the way down, to hit the back of her throat. Once she was done, you pulled out of her mouth slowly, leaving a mess of Sana’s saliva all over your cock.
“Thank you,” Sana gasped, staring up at you for a moment trying to catch her breath before sitting up. “Your turn.”
“That’s–”
Sana hushed you before laying down flat on her stomach and looking over her shoulder at you. “What are you waiting for? Hurry up,” she said casually while shaking her ass at you. “I’m all yours.”
“You’re fucking insatiable,” you mumbled as you climbed on the bed at pressed your cock between her ass cheeks, sliding it up and down slowly.
“Fuck me, as much as you can,” Sana giggled, spreading her cheeks with both hands to give you more room between them.
With her holes staring beautifully right into your eyes, you grabbed your cock and slipped it into her soft pussy once more, thrusting into her slowly.
“Oh fuck that’s right, that’s good – oh yes that’s perfect,” Sana purred softly. “Grab my neck.”
For the first time, you hesitated at Sana’s request. She noticed the pause, glaring back at you over her shoulder as you fucked her steadily, her ass jiggling with each thrust. She didn’t have to say anything, the look was all you needed for you to wrap your fingers around her neck.
As soon as you squeezed, you felt her pussy tighten. It was fucking magical. You’ve never felt better, pure ecstasy, a high like no other. Her pussy was just perfect, and you found yourself pressing your body down against hers, pushing your cock in deeper than ever with each thrust. Then, you leaned closer to her ear.
“You just love it when you can’t breathe, don’t you?” you whispered into Sana’s ears as you pressed your fingers harder against her neck. “The harder I squeeze, the tighter you get.”
“Then hurry up and fucking use me,” Sana rasped, completely out of breath still. “However you want, for as long as you want, make my world go numb.”
“You mean–”
“Anything, fill my little asshole up if you want, I don’t care,” she moaned before dropping her face into a pillow. “But this time if you’re fucking to fuck my ass, go all the way in.”
“I love you,” you moaned spontaneously as you pulled your cock out and lined it up with her asshole.
“Yeah sure, now tell me that when you’re not about to fuck my asshole and maybe I’ll believe you,” Sana giggled. “Also this time, don’t stop. No matter how much I scream, fuck me until you cum.”
“Are you sure?”
“I want you to fuck my ass until you fill me up,” she repeated firmly before turning away from you and bracing her body. “Now stop asking questions and hurry up – go until you finish.”
“Really Sana, I might just love you,” you mumbled, and before she could reply you pushed your cock deep into her ass.
“Oh fuck!” Sana cried out as she pressed her face down into the bed, tensing up her body.
Unlike last time, you were thrusting your entire cock into her ass, and you had to admit it felt a lot better. Still as tight as ever, but more accepting, Sana’s ass was divine, a warm envelope that soothed and massaged every cell in your body. You didn’t bother easing in slowly at all, from the first thrust into Sana’s ass you were already making sure she was taking your entire length.
With your hips moving at full speed, you wrapped your fingers around Sana’s neck again, and for the last few moments of ecstasy, you went as hard as you could, giving it your all. That pure bliss, melting away all your worries, it was a feeling you could never get sick of, a feeling you’d dream about for years to come, and that feeling was how amazing Sana’s ass felt on your cock.
As quickly as it started, you felt the end approach. One thing was certain, you were going to follow Sana’s wish, and with a final – deep and hard – thrust, you felt your cock start unloading into Sana’s ass. Some jumble of words, or maybe just sounds, escaped your lips as your entire body went numb, the only sensation reaching your brain was the euphoria shooting through your cock as you held it steady, deep inside Sana’s asshole.
Sana, the angel she was, lay there and took it all, never once complaining, gently moving her hips up against your body, back and forth just slowly enough to massage your cum out. She waited patiently until you finished, until you pulled out and gave her the reprieve she so desperately needed. Even then, with her ass full of your cum, she didn’t care about how harsh that was, instead she simply lay there as relaxed as ever.
With all that was happening, you didn’t even notice that Mina, the third member, was sitting on the other bed watching everything intently. Momo, who sat next to her, slowly got up from the bed and lay down on top of Sana. Momo immediately shoved her face between Sana’s cheeks, her cum-addiction coming through in full force as she began sucking it right out of Sana’s asshole.
While they had their moment, you took the opportunity to get up and walk over to Mina. You walked up to her with all the bravado from the high Sana just gave you, but you immediately felt a bit awkward being completely naked, stared at by Mina. She looked so elegant and graceful even while sitting there, and she had you all embarrassed, so, you quickly grabbed Momo’s discarded towel and wrapped it around your waist before sitting down next to Mina.
“Hey,” you smiled at her warmly.
“H-Hey,” she stammered back, her eyes dropping down to your body for a moment before her cheeks blushed red. She turned away from you and took another sip from the wine bottle she had on the side table.
“Straight from the bottle, classy.”
“Y-Yeah,” she replied, nearly dropping the half-emptied bottle as she went to put it back. “Sometimes, a glass is just too much work.”
“I get that–”
“Oh!” she quickly reached for the bottle again. “I’m sorry, I forgot to offer.”
“Thank you,” you smiled once more, grabbing the bottle with one hand and her wrist with the under. It was adorable how much she was shaking, and it was extremely obvious she was nervous. “Everything alright?”
“Yeah.”
Honestly, after everything you just experienced, you were feeling bolder than ever. You moved a bit closer to Mina, the towel you had wrapped around your waist slipping off as you reached over her to put the bottle of wine back. “Oops,” you chuckled as Mina’s face burned red. “I guess there’s no reason to hide, you did just watch me and Sana.”
“Umm, yeah,” Mina stammered, her eyes repeatedly darting towards your crotch before she would try to look away.
“Tell me,” you leaned in closer to her and placed a hand around her body, resting it against her hip, “are you just as wild as your friends?”
Mina looked down at your hand, almost as if she was scared, before looking back up at you.
“N-No, definitely not,” she answered nervously. “I just like to watch.”
After letting go of her hip, you stood up from the bed and faced towards her. You tossed the towel to the side, leaving you standing there completely nude in front of her. Mina, no longer hiding it, stared right at your cock as you stroked yourself to life.
“You just like to watch?” you repeated. “I won’t lie, Mina, you are fucking gorgeous and I’d love nothing more than to have a good time with you.”
“Th-Thanks,” Mina stuttered, trying to avoid eye contact again.
“Hey,” you dropped down to your knees in front of her. “No pressure of course, but I can tell you have that side of you that wants to let loose. You’d be surprised about what could happen – it’s up to you.”
“How?” Mina looked back into your eyes. “I don’t even know what to do, I’m not as experienced as them…”
“That’s nothing to worry about,” you stood back up and stepped closer to her. Gently, you grabbed her hand and brought it to your cock. “Just get comfortable, let things flow naturally.”
Mina hesitated for a moment before nodding and gripping your cock. She stroked slowly, it was obvious she was still nervous, but you were patient with her.
“You’re doing great,” you moaned softly as Mina began stroking a bit faster. “You have no idea how good this feels.”
“Really?” she looked up at you in disbelief.
“Yeah, really,” you smiled back before giving the shoulder of her shirt a little tug. “Wanna get more comfortable?”
Mina let go of your cock and gave you a nod before reaching over for the wine and taking another swig. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, then put the bottle back and slipped her shirt off. As she tossed it to the side, you climbed onto the bed with her and unbuckled her bra for her, exposing her cute tits.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” you gushed softly as Mina covered her chest up with her hands. “Don’t be shy, you’re so fucking hot and you should own it.”
Mina blushed hard again, flashing you a small smile before slowly moving her hands away and letting you admire her tits freely.
“These, too?” you suggested, giving her shorts a small tug.
“Umm,” Mina whispered back shyly, avoiding your gaze again.
“Don’t stress it,” you smiled at her before climbing onto the bed and laying next to her. “Whatever you’re comfortable with, we can go slow,” you added, leaning in and kissing her neck, “just tell me what you like and what you don’t.”
“I’d like that,” she whispered as you planted kisses all along her collarbone while softly pressing your palms against her tits. “This is nice.”
“Good,” you breathed against her skin, exploring her body with your hand. You slid your fingers down her tummy, slipping them just slightly into her waistband before pausing. “This?”
She bit her lip softly before nodding at you, her eyes wide and nervous.
With her permission, you eased your hand into her shorts, carefully feeling around for her folds. You were gentle and careful, making delicate little circles against her pussy as you sucked on one of her tits. You let the sound of her moans guide you.
“Mina,” you whispered quietly. “Can I go down on you?”
Her body froze briefly at the suggestion before she answered. “I… I’d prefer if you didn’t… is that fine…?”
“Of course–”
“But you can put it in,” she added softly.
“Fingers?”
“No, not fingers.”
Lifting your body up to see her properly, you looked down at her and confirmed. “You want me to… you sure? It’s completely up to you.”
She nodded, her expression screaming ‘please be gentle’.
“Then, these will–”
Before you could even finish your sentence, Mina reached down and took off her shorts. She still seemed a bit embarrassed to be nude in front of you, so you did her the courtesy of not looking – you even grabbed the blanket and pulled it over your bodies.
“You ready?” you whispered as you moved between her legs.
“Yeah,” she whispered back, spreading her legs wide for you.
Feeling around under the blankets, you found her pussy with your cock, and slowly, inch by inch, you pressed forward until you entered about halfway into Mina’s soft pussy.
She was incredibly tight, hugging your shaft wonderfully. It took a lot of restraint to hold yourself back, to fight the urge to just slam your cock as hard into her little pussy as you could, but you could see she was struggling to warm up to you.
“How’s that?” you asked, grabbing her hand and squeezing it.
“Tight,” she moaned, clenching her jaw. “Keep going.”
So you eased in a bit deeper before pausing again. You gave her a moment before you pulled back, then pushed forward again, moving your hips in a slow and steady rhythm. Even going this slowly and carefully, Mina’s pussy felt fucking amazing.
“Hold on,” you paused and reached above Mina’s head. You grabbed one of the pillows and placed it under her hips. “Better?”
“A bit,” she nodded as her body relaxed and her breathing steadied.
“Good,” you leaned forward and kissed her before you began moving your hips again.
It was so painfully difficult to hold back, but you wanted her to feel good. Still, the moment was phenomenal. Mina was more beautiful than ever, her expression screaming to you every detail of every inch she took. Her face could tell you a story as it contorted with each thrust.
This went on for a bit more before Mina began moaning gently. Even her moans were graceful and calm, even as her chest began heaving up and down with deep breaths, her voice was soft and majestic. You pumped a bit faster, still being careful not to go too deep, but being more daring with each thrust, reading her expression the whole time.
Your hands began exploring around her body, from her tits to her face to her hips and her thighs, you touched and grabbed anything you could, kissing anything your mouth could reach. You engulfed as much of her warmth as you could, straining yourself as you kept your body moving steadily, building up a sweat against Mina’s soft skin.
Then, you felt Mina tense up and her pussy burned hot, hotter than ever before. Her gentle moans became just a touch more aggressive as she let loose, as her pussy quivered and vibrated, taking your cock even deeper now.
As tenderly and lovingly, you fucked her for as long as she could ride out her orgasm, making sure to give her the best experience possible. At this point, you had your hands pressing against her hips as you looked down at her, watching in delight as she squirmed.
“Oh fuck,” Mina shrieked, the loudest noise to come out of her mouth all night.
Quickly, you pulled out and brought your hand to her pussy, pressing down on her clit. She writhed and twisted to your touch, arching her back hard. You rubbed her softly until she finally relaxed, until her breaths turned shallow and rapid. Then, you leaned in to give her one final gentle kiss on the lips before sitting up.
“How was that?” you smiled at her while rubbing her thigh.
“Really good,” Mina sighed before getting embarrassed and shutting her legs.
“Here,” you ignored her embarrassment and grabbed the bottle of wine, handing it to her.
She took a huge swig, using her other hand to cover herself up. “D-Did you finish?” she asked timidly while putting the bottle back.
“Don’t worry about that,” you handed her back her underwear and shorts while averting your gaze. “All that matters is that you had a good time.”
“But–”
“It happens sometimes, but it doesn’t mean anything about you at all,” you smiled at Mina who was now using her shorts to cover herself. “You had a good time, right?”
“I did.”
“Then I’m happy,” you leaned in a bit closer. “Can I kiss you?”
She sat up and met you halfway, tilting her head to the side and softly pressing her lips against yours.
After your lips parted gently, she smiled at you, her cheeks still tinted red – probably from the alcohol. “I’m going to freshen up real quick.”
“Sure, I’ll see you in a bit,” you responded warmly.
Mina got off the bed and stumbled towards the bathroom, taking the bottle of wine with her. You watched in admiration, trying not to stare too much while also blatantly peeking at her cute butt. Truthfully, you wanted more, she felt incredible, but you weren’t going to push it.
“So,” Momo plopped down onto the bed next to you. “Hours and hours all over YouTube?”
“I told you I did some research.”
“Clearly,” she giggled, snuggling up into your arms. “Did your research lead you to think you’d end up in this situation?”
“Not exactly,” you smiled back, resting your hand on her ass. “Although what was it, the Hawaii vlog? I had a gut feeling that you and Sana definitely got up to some fun off camera. Or maybe it was because of that middle of the night VLive–”
“Wait a minute,” Momo muttered as she sat up and turned to face you, her eyebrows raised. “How much did you actually look into us?”
“Eh, the rabbit hole is deep, I barely scratched the surface.”
“I’m kinda impressed,” she dropped back down into your arms and wrapped hers around your chest. “I guess you are just another fan after all.”
“Does that change anything about tonight?”
“Maybe a little,” Momo giggled softly, “but why are you saying that as if the night’s over?”
“Uh, well, Sana’s literally passed out and Mina sounds like she’s filling up a bath.”
“And you have your hands on my ass,” Momo replied casually, “since we’re pointing out the obvious.”
“Well damn, you have a point,” you gave her a rough spank before rolling over so that she was below you. “So, tell me, what do you have in mind?”
“I couldn’t help overhear your conversation with Mina.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Momo echoed. “I appreciate how much you care about her feelings, but you should still get to finish.”
“It’s really not–”
“Shush,” Momo pressed two fingers against your lips. “Tell me what you want.”
“I… you…” you stammered under her gaze, losing control despite being above her.
“Alright then, very specific,” she giggled. “Let’s just go with the flow for a bit?” Momo suggested with a smirk, her voice dripping with warm, sexual urge as she rolled over so that she was on top of you now.
She sat up with her legs around your hips. “You’ve been working so hard tonight, I can see that,” she noted, sliding one of her fingers down your sweat slicked chest slowly before bringing it up into her mouth. She slowly pushed her finger until the second knuckle, her eyes smiling at you with her lips pursed, before slowly easing her finger back out, releasing with an exaggerated pop. “How about you let me do the work?”
“I can do that,” you moaned as Momo began rubbing her body against your cock gently. “I can definitely do that.”
“Good,” Momo smirked as she lifted herself up just slightly and began reaching between her legs to find your cock.
She fumbled around until your tip was lined up before leaning forward and placing both hands on your pecs. Then, while keeping the most provocative eye contact you have ever experienced, she slowly – excruciatingly slowly – lowered her body onto your cock.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned, closing her eyes, drawing out the word until they stretched across your brain, lowering herself all the way down. “It really never gets old.”
“You’re so fucking hot,” you gasped as she began moving her hips back and forth slowly.
It was impossible to decide if you should be staring at her cute face as she softly scrunched up her features in pleasure, or if you should be admiring her massive tits hanging down in front of your face. They moved so methodically, swaying gently as Momo began riding your cock slowly, making sure you felt each and every inch go into her with every movement.
“You like that?” Momo cooed softly as she began speeding up just a bit. “You like fucking my pussy?”
She moved her hands up to your shoulders, leaning forward a bit more so that her tits were even closer to your face. At this point there was no other option, you were completely fixated by her tits. They were so perfect. Absolutely mesmerizing. You were in a trance, one you couldn’t snap out of even if you tried – You just had to reach up and grab them.
Despite being far from the first time you’ve had Momo’s tits in your hands, they somehow felt softer than ever. You squished into them, pressing your fingers deep, but that only lasted a few seconds before you were overwhelmed by the urge for more. You let go of her soft tits and hugged Momo, pulling her down onto you so that your face ended up nestled between her soft tits.
“Oh you really like them,” Momo gasped out breathily, moving her hips even faster as she rode your cock hard.
Momo wrapped her hands around your head, pushing you deeper into her chest as you opened your mouth and began desperately trying to fit as much of her soft tits into your mouth as you could. It was an impossible task, yet you still tried, smearing your saliva all over her chest until you felt yourself getting closer and closer.
With all that pressure building up in your cock, you knew you had to make the most of what energy you had left. So, you bent your legs, putting Momo at a better angle, and gripped her ass hard with both hands. Then you began, with every remaining ounce of effort that you could muster, shoving your hips up into Momo’s pussy as hard and fast as you could.
She moaned out loudly, a stream of profanities as apparently this slightly adjusted position was hitting all the right spots, and even through the muffling of Momo’s tits squishing your face you could hear her amorous clear as day. It was driving you mad, her moans and cries easily drowning out the sound of your skin slapping against hers.
Sudden carnal instincts had you giving Momo’s gorgeous ass a few more spanks as you felt yourself hitting the point of no return, yet again. With sweat building on your skin and Momo’s tits in your mouth, you gave the final push, making sure to go as deep as you could with each thrust, earning you the most luxurious shouts of pleasure from the girl riding your cock right now.
Just like that, you felt the first gush of cum launch up into Momo’s pussy. You opened your mouth wide, letting go of Momo’s tits, and cried out as you emptied your balls into the beautiful girl who had her massive tits hanging right there in front of your face.
“Fill me up baby,” Momo moaned out, looking down at you in the most passionately erotic way possible.
Other than the raw, unadulterated pleasure coursing through your cock right now, there was another feeling. One that caught you a bit off guard. This whole ordeal has been nothing deeper than a brief escape from reality, something that was supposed to disappear after this weekend, yet for some reason this girl had your heart pumping hard – not from exhaustion.
That same feeling from earlier with Sana as you lay on her back, it was consuming you. Were you now falling in love with Momo as well? Was that possible after just one weekend or was this just the hormones talking? You didn’t even know of their existence 48 hours ago, yet for some reason… No, now wasn’t the time to think about this, not with Momo riding your cock as you pumped her full with your cum.
Just as suddenly as those feelings filled your brain, they vanished – thanks to the grip Momo’s pussy had on your tip right now. She lifted herself up, turning slightly to the side, and picked herself up off your cock. A rush of warm cum spilled out of her lips and back onto your cock, glazing it thoroughly in white.
“Look at how much there is,” Momo swooned as she gripped your shaft and began playing with the mess. “You’d think you’d be out by now.”
Then, she got off you entirely and bent over your lap. Unlike before, she didn’t just give you a few gentle licks, she immediately engulfed your entire shaft.
“Holy fuck,” you moaned out as the warmth of Momo’s mouth soothed your sensitive cock.
Momo didn’t really care about how sensitive your cock was. All she cared about was how much cum there was on it. She swirled her tongue around, making a proper mess, before lifting her mouth up and holding it over your cock. With a devious little smile, she stared directly into your eyes as she opened her mouth and let a glob of white spill from her lips, back onto your shaft. Before you could comprehend what happened, she had lowered her mouth onto your cock again, licking up the whole mess.
It was nearly impossible to speak as Momo had your cock in her mouth. Even after all that happened, you were already hard again, and Momo could not be happier. At this point, she was just sucking your cock, there was no cum left to swallow.
“You keep cumming inside me instead of down my throat,” Momo whined, kissing your balls and inner thighs trying to find as much cum as she could. “Always making me do extra work, sucking it off your cock, out of Sana’s ass…”
“Sorry,” you chuckled, grabbing the back of Momo’s head and guiding her around your cock.
“It’s fine, still worth it.”
“Mina’s been in there for a while,” you grunted as Momo gave your tip a few licks. “Should someone check on her? Make sure she’s fine?”
“We could,” Momo answered before putting your tip back into her mouth and sucking any last bit of cum out. Slowly, she released your cock from her pursed lips with a small pop and smiled up at you. “Or how about you go and go check on her, see if she needs anything, if you know what I mean.”
“You sure?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Momo replied as she stood up from the bed and grabbed your cock with her hand. “Clearly you still have enough in the tank to go again.”
“Somehow, yeah,” you sighed as Momo gently stroked you back to life yet again. “Fuck, what a night,”
“Good, she deserves it,” Momo let go of your cock and climbed next to Sana in the other bed. “It’s nice to see her finally let loose with a fan. Don’t knock, it won’t be locked.”
So you got off the bed, wrapped up in a robe as you waddled over to the bathroom. Sure enough, the door was unlocked, and inside was Mina laying in the bathtub with her eyes closed.
“Mina?” you whispered, not wanting to wake her if she was asleep
She opened her eyes slowly and turned to you, her face immediately lighting up.
“Hey!” she slurred while lifting herself halfway up from the tub, her cute tits hanging over the edge. “Come here.”
“What’s going on princess?” you walked up to her, kicking away the emptied wine bottle to the side. “You good?”
“I’m fucking great,” she giggled, reaching her arms out towards you. “I wanna try sucking it.”
“Oh?” you quickly grabbed her arm as she slipped into the tub.
“Oops,” she giggled again before lifting herself back up. “Yeah, I’m sure, come here.”
“Be careful,” you advised her as you stepped closer, letting her undo your robe and drop it to the floor. “Maybe we don’t do this right now?”
She opened her mouth wide, completely ignoring you, wrapped her lips around your shaft and immediately began blowing you. Her lips were soft and her face was fucking stunning, but her movements were uncoordinated and messy. You knew she was trying, and you applauded her for it, but you could tell she was struggling. She struggled to coordinate her mouth, and she kept losing balance. After just a minute or so, Mina pulled back, gasping deeply for air.
“Mina, you good?” you began asking before she waved you off.
Mina took your cock back into her mouth, this time moving faster and with more conviction, but her movements were still awkward. It felt nice, there was no denying that, and it definitely looked fucking great, but you could tell something was off.
Suddenly, she stopped.
“Everything alright?”
“Do you think you could…” her voice trailed off and she looked to the side, gripping the edge of the tub tightly and breathing deeply through an opened mouth.
Frankly, it wasn’t fair how stupidly cute this girl was. Her shyness just made her so insanely adorable. No matter what her next words were, you already knew your answer.
“Yes?” you gently encouraged her to continue.
“Could you…” she hiccupped as she turned up to face you again, her face bright red. “Take me like how you took Sana earlier?”
“O-Oh,” you stuttered, taken aback at the request. “You mean in your–”
“No no no!” she quickly stammered. “I just mean from behind. Unless… well, actually I don’t think I’m ready for…”
“I understand,” you replied warmly with a smile before leaning in and kissing her. “Anything you want. Come here.”
Mina smiled brightly – putting the sun to shame – nodding eagerly before lifting herself up and out of the bathtub. She took your hand as you guided her over to the counter, water dripping off her slender body, and placed her hands on the hard marble. She stared into your eyes through the mirror, something clearly on her mind.
“What is it?” you asked gently.
“Do you think I could…” she hesitated, biting her lip. “Does it hurt?”
“You mean in here?” you asked as you slid your hand between her cheeks, carefully prodding her asshole. She nodded, expression screaming vulnerability, before you continued softly. “It can, sort of depends on the person.”
“Do you want…” she hesitated again, the timidness in her voice made each word hang suspended in the air. “If you do, I’d try.”
“How about we start with what you want first, and then we’ll see later?” you suggested with a tender smile as you moved your hand up to her lower back. “Bend over princess.”
She obliged, pivoting at the hips until her soft breasts hung just a couple of inches from the countertop, swaying just slightly, her elbows holding her body up. You leaned over her from behind and placed a prolonged, tender kiss on her back as you began gently kneading her ass with both of your hands.
“Ready?” you asked, spreading her slightly.
“Yes,” Mina whispered, brushing her hair out of her face before locking eyes with you in the mirror again.
She was so insanely beautiful. With caution, you lined yourself up and began slowly pushing forward into Mina’s tight little pussy. The moan, with the way her eyes shut tight and the way her forehead wrinkled ever so slightly, it was enough to make you melt. It wasn’t even your first time putting it in her tonight, yet somehow you had forgotten how amazingly tight she was.
“That’s good,” you mumbled quietly, rubbing your hands up and down her sides slowly as you began softly thrusting into her. “Tell me what you need.”
“Hard,” she answered, to your surprise, gritting her teeth. “I want to try.”
“Okay,” you whispered back, bringing your hands to her hips and tightening your grip.
Then, as per her request, you pulled your hips back and slammed them forward, shoving your cock all the way balls deep into Mina’s pussy for the first time. She screamed out, her feminine voice echoing against the marble walls, and her knees buckled, nearly dropping her body to the cold tiles below.
“Are you–”
“Again,” she sobbed, cutting you off, lifting her head up and opening her eyes, full of determination.
This girl would be the end of you. After taking a deep breath, you squeezed her hips once more before moving back. This time, you plowed forward and immediately pulled back before doing it again, and again, and again. You let her soft squeals fill the air as her legs began giving out, pressing her hips hard into the countertop, slamming into her pussy a couple more times, with as much power as you could muster, before pausing.
“Mina?” you slowed down, easing your cock as slowly into her as possible, massaging her back tenderly until her body stopped trembling. “You alright?”
“Y-Yeah,” she stammered, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. “D-Do I feel… good for you…?”
“You feel fucking amazing,” you whispered, leaning forward onto her back and wrapping your arms around her body, hugging her tight. “But you don’t have to do anything for me, I’m here for you, not the other way around.”
“I just want you to feel good…” she whispered back. “Since you’re my first.”
“I’m–” your voice hitched, getting stuck in your throat.
With your heart beating out of your chest, you leaned back, easing yourself out of Mina’s warmth carefully before grabbing her and turning her around. You stared tenderly into her eyes – they were still damp from earlier – before cupping her face in your hands and pressing your lips against hers. You kissed her until you could feel her physically relax – only then did you let her go. Mina stared back at you, lips slightly parted, breathing deeply.
“I had no idea that I was your first,” you broke the silence.
“I hope you don’t think I’m regretting anything,” Mina replied, her lips curling into a small, shy smile. “Tonight has been amazing.”
“Is that you or the wine talking?”
“Definitely me,” she giggled adorably. “I sobered up pretty quick after you slammed your…”
“Sorry–”
“Don’t apologize, I asked for it,” Mina cut you off sternly. “As much as it hurt, it also felt nice.”
“I’m glad,” you smiled at her as you brushed her hair out of her face, “but I don’t believe you.”
“You’re right,” Mina giggled softly, wiping her eyes again. “That really hurt.”
“I’m so sorry,” you whispered, closing the distance between your mouths and kissing her tenderly. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“It’s fine,” Mina whispered back, sliding her hands around your body. “Does the other hole hurt that much more?”
“Mina,” you muttered, leaning back slightly and pushing her hair behind her ear. “If you want to try, you don’t have to be embarrassed about it, just tell me.”
“I’m just…” she hesitated again.
“No pressure, whatever you want, I’m yours,” you replied softly, giving her another kiss. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Promise you won’t make fun of me?” she asked, looking up at you with glossy eyes that could melt the fibres of your heart.
“I’d never.”
“It’s really stupid but…” she began slowly. “I just saw how you looked earlier with Sana… I’m just a bit jealous I guess.”
“Mina, it’s not a competition,” you reassured her gently, leaning in closer to her until you could feel her warmth on your skin. “I’ve loved every moment with you, seriously.”
“It’s not just you. It feels like every fan we’ve had in the room just goes crazy for her,” Mina continued. “And meanwhile, I never even have the courage to do anything with them, I just watch or wait for them to finish before I come back to the room.”
“Mina, you are amazing,” you wanted to rip your hair out in frustration, desperately trying to figure out how to convince this beauty of a woman how perfect she was.
“So what am I doing wrong?” she asked with tears in her eyes. “I couldn’t even make you cum.”
“Nothing!” you replied, almost angrily. “Just, maybe you just need to be more of yourself, and not like Sana or Momo.”
She paused for a moment, pondering your line, before nodding slightly up at you. “How?” she asked earnestly. “What should I do?”
“That’s what I mean,” you pushed her hair behind her ear. “You have to tell me. Whatever feels right. I can’t decide for you.”
Mina hesitated, but then she grabbed your hand and pulled you over to the toilet. She sat you down on the seat and took your cock in her gentle fingers, stroking you softly while staring into your eyes.
“Alright,” she whispered as she dropped down to her knees.
She leaned over your lap and slowly lowered her lips to your cock and began sucking your tip. With a tight seal around your cock, she used her hand to stroke you up and down softly. It already felt a million times better. This time, she wasn’t timid, she wasn’t nervous, she was confident. That made all the difference.
“That’s nice,” you moaned as Mina worked.
The girl was so unbelievably beautiful with your cock in her mouth. Each movement was delicate and graceful. There wasn’t a rough cell in her body, she was pure cloudy softness. Her tongue and lips created this beautifully stunning little medley of pleasure against your tip, combined with her steady and gentle strokes, it felt amazing.
Just as you felt yourself nearing completion, Mina let go of your cock. She had no idea how close you were just now, but she also seemingly didn’t care as she had her mind set on what was coming next. With that same grace and elegance that her entire body exuded, Mina got up from her knees and straddled your lap.
As she began lowering her body slowly, you helped her by holding your cock steady. Even now, in your hands, your cock was throbbing at the sight of Mina’s soft pussy. Her entrancing folds leisurely spread apart, making room for your cock to enter. Just like that, in a single movement, Mina lowered herself onto your shaft.
She rested her hands on your shoulders, her mouth wide open and eyes shut, as she began bouncing up and down carefully on your cock. The beauty of Mina’s movements was how perfectly calm they were. She wasn’t jumping around all crazy, she wasn’t rough, it was just a melodic rhythm of her pussy working your cock.
And fuck did she look good. You gradually worked your hands up Mina’s hips towards her gentle tits, caressing each curve on the way, pressing into her soft chest. You took her nipples between your fingers, squeezing them softly, quickly wiping the saliva off your lips as you felt yourself drooling over the view of Mina’s tits.
She kept bouncing, just as steadily and carefully as ever, making little circles with her hips against your cock. Her pussy was warmer than ever before, and still just as tight. Then, she began moaning, and you felt her pussy contracting. Yet, despite the waves of tightness you felt her pussy emanating against your cock, she didn’t scream or cry out. She let the most delicate breaths escape her lips, her eyes still shut tight, and her pussy gushing all over your cock.
While she finished, you felt yourself nearing as well. Your hands, which had let go of Mina’s tits, gradually made their way down her body again, resting against her ass. Mina’s ass was softer than ever, the perfect handfuls. You pulled her cheeks apart slightly, giving them each a couple of slaps as your cock throbbed and cried with the final few little bounces Mina took.
Working in tandem with her movements, you gave your hips just a couple of small thrusts before pulling Mina down on your cock and holding her steady as you felt the first spurt of cum shoot into her. You moaned out, way louder than expected, before grabbing Mina’s back and pulling her into a tight hug around your body.
She wrapped her arms around you as well, squeezing back just as hard, letting her pussy drain your cock of all the cum you had left inside you. The two of you held together in silent warmth, tears filling your eyes with how good Mina’s pussy felt and how hard you were cumming inside her. You quickly stopped yourself once your body began calming down and you felt your nails digging into Mina’s back.
“Sorry!” you gasped, voice raspier than ever.
“Don’t,” Mina whispered back, her eyes dewy and soft as she finally opened them to stare at you.
Even though you wanted to tell her how amazing that felt, and how perfect she was, you couldn’t find the words nor the ability to share them. So, instead, you settled by leaning in for a kiss. Mina noticed the second you leaned forward and met you, crashing her mouth against yours, grabbing the back of your back with her hands.
The two of you kissed for a long while, your cock gently softening inside Mina’s warm pussy until you felt it slip out. Only then, did Mina let the kiss end, leaning back and staring at you through tears.
“That was so perfect,” you whispered, stroking Mina’s hair out of her face.
“Thank you,” she smiled. “For everything. Seriously.”
Mina, taking your hand, carefully got off your lap. She took a glance down between her legs and saw streaks of your cum going all the way down her thighs. You grabbed a wad of toilet paper and carefully wiped her clean as she stood before you with her hands on your shoulders for balance.
“So what now?” Mina asked, smiling her thanks as you finished wiping her off. “Back to one of them?”
“No,” you replied softly before leaning forward and planting a soft kiss on Mina’s pussy.
“Oh!” she gasped, jolting slightly but not pulling back. She quickly warmed up to the kiss, running her hands through your hair as you gave her pussy a final few sucks.
“I’m done, and happy to end with that,” you added as you pulled back and stood up in front of Mina.
Mina looked to the side, her cheeks blushed bright red, but you didn’t let her look away. You calmly pushed her face back towards you and leaned in for another short kiss before holding your hand out for her to take. She accepted, walking with you out of the bathroom. The two of you walked back into the bedroom to find Momo and Sana passed out in each other’s arms.
“I guess they’re also done,” Mina giggled softly. “It looks like you’ll get your wish. Heading back to your room then?”
“I don’t know,” you began replying as you hugged Mina from behind and placed your chin on her shoulder. “I really enjoy holding you, and my room is pretty empty.”
“Unfortunately I don’t feel like getting dressed, so I can’t go back to your room with you,” Mina giggled again before grabbing your hand and pulling you with her to her bed. “But how’s this?”
“Perfect,” you lay down on top of Mina’s body and tossed the blanket over your back. “I guess I’m staying the night.”
Mina looked up at you with the brightest smile you’ve ever seen before reaching over and hitting the light switch, leaving the room in darkness. Then, she pulled you closer and kissed you again with her legs wrapped around your waist. The two of you ended up making out for the next hour or so, not caring at all about anything else in the world.
Eventually, you both drifted off, still tangled in each other’s warmth. It felt like an ending, but also a beginning – like no one could know what the future might bring. But that didn’t matter. All that mattered was the girl in your arms, and with that, you found the deepest, most peaceful sleep you could ever imagine.
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A/N:
This might just be the horniest piece I've ever written. There's actually like 95% just smut, 5% plot. Whatever, I was horny, enjoy. It's about time I give these three some pure smut, they deserve it so much. This was easily long enough to be 2 or 3 parts, but it was all literally one scene without any natural breaks, so one part it is.
I've just been finishing up a bunch of my partially completed fics recently, thus the frequent uploads. The pace will obviously slow down again, but I've also started up a couple of new fics again. I just keep getting new ideas and wanting to write them. Anna from Meovv still on the to-do list at some point!
A few of you have been asking for Exchange, but sorry that series is still taking a short break, not super motivated to work on it at the moment and I don't wanna just rush a mediocre update. Debauchery part 1 did quite well, so I'll probably try getting part 2 out soonish. I'll give TPM and DS a bit longer before I post the next parts, but just know they're already being worked on. And of course, I still have a handful of Roommates fics in progress, I'll get to those eventually too!
Love y'all, be safe, watch your health, stay horny. I'm still reading your asks and messages whenever I can! <3
My beautiful girl doing pilates, making her body more curvy and sexy so she can satisfy me more on bed. Fuck.... she already made me cum lots with that body of hers, yet she still wants to be even more sexy for me 😩
It's afternoon, you just got back to your villa from a romantic day with your beloved cougar mommy girlfriend. Even though she already succesfully made you cum lots of times outside, the first thing she does when you guys arrived home is strip her clothes off and pulls you into the bed, ready for another milking session.
She strips your clothes until you're naked, giving loving kisses through out your small body to make you horny. Your small prepubescent penis twitches and already hard. She push you over the bed and positions herself on top of you. She tells you to get ready with her sexy sultry voice, and immediately sits on your penis, making you moan. She rubs her pussy lips on your small cock, making it wet with her pussy juice before slowly inserting it inside her pussy. She lets out a small relieved moan of having your small cock she loves inside her, while you moan loudly at the pressure her thick huge body on top of you.
She raises her hips a little, making sure your penis tip is still inside her, and then slam down unto you, making you moan, jitter, and cum instantly 💦💦💦💦😩. She moans as your thick baby batter is splurting inside her, loving at how much love you give to her. But she doesn't stop there. She starts to move her hips, raising it up and then slam it down, making you cum once more 💦💦💦. And then another 💦💦, and then another 💦💦, and then another 💦💦.
She keeps moving her hips, doing a normal sex motion she always does to any man. But since you're still too young for this, and the fact she forcefully making your first ejaculation unnaturally (through sex), your penis is so sensitive to her touch that it'll cum from a single slam of her hips. She moans in pleasure, keeping with the sex motion, up and down on your cock. Meanwhile, you keep splurting and splurting lots and lots of sperm, filling up her pussy all the way to the womb as you cry in pleasure.
This continues for a while until she changes position, turning around to show her ass, doing a reverse cowgirl position. In this position, she can move her hips easily, so she starts to slam her hips harder, forcing you to splurt more cum from your penis. She moves her hips stronger and faster as you splurt splurt splurt and splurt endlessly, filling her womb to the brim. The pressure from your cum-splurting penis is enough to make her moan in pleasure, making her climaxes in the process.
This goes on and on and on until your balls are empty and fully milked. You don't know how many times you've cum, how many loads of sperm you let out. All you know is that she is finally satisfied and you can't cum anymore. Sperms flowing out from where your penis and her pussy are connected, wetting the bed and the floor. She turns around facing you, and instead of pulling your penis out, she leans forward and lays on top of you, completely mushing your small frame with her thick body. The pressure only revitilizes your penis again, making her smile proudly at your youthfulness, one of many reasons why she loves a young boy like you.
She invites you to take a shower together, only to make you realize that it hasn't even been an hour since you guys came home. Your penis twitches, realize that the long night hours of your daily sex session is just has just begin.
What happens next? Your small penis and balls shriveled even smaller, completely empty and dry from being milked endlessly from the busty cougar. Drenched bed sheets, stained floor, filled womb. Look alive tiger, this is just the first day of your long romantic vacation with your mommy girlfriend.
You're taking a shower right outside your villa's backyard. Cool stream of water cascading down you and your girlfriend's naked bodies. You hump her from behind, sliding your tiny cock in between her butt crack. You move your hip front and back, lustfully grinding on her massive sized ass.
"Calm down, Babe... I'm not going anywhere 😄", she says to you as you ignore her saying and keep humping her while hugging her tight from behind. After years of being exposed to so many sexual pleasure given by her, a thick mommy cougar woman as your girlfriend, how can you calm down? You keep humping and moaning like a feral dog wanting to breed their mate, yet your penis isn't even inserted to her pussy. The feeling of being naked and wet right outside and blown by a cool wind just makes the sensation even more pleasurable.
She suddenly tightens her ass crack, gripping your penis tightly, making you moan loudly and instantly cum another big loads. Her butt crack alone squeezes out lots of sperm out of you, even though you already cum twice before this. So young, so innocent, yet such a thick gooey sperm you accumulate for her. One of many things she loves about you.
You've always been so potent, a boy your age shouldn't be exposed to too much sexual pleasure. Yet here you are, becoming her personal sex toy, escorting her to many adventures and outings where you should be at school. This is only possible with her money and influence that she piled up from her previous "career". Her financial freedom and sexual experience with many men are now being given solely only to the one boy she loves.
You're a young boy having a holiday with your beloved "mommy" cougar girlfriend, Demi Rose Mawby. She becons you to get closer as you slowly and shyly approach her. When you're close enough, she reach for your hand and pulls you in as your small body lay on top of her's. She position your small penis as it slips perfectly inside her pussy. Her legs suddenly latch unto your hips, pushing it further in while she hugs you tight, making you cum instantly, unloading your premature baby batter inside her.
The pressure of her abnormaly dummy thick body, her moist pussy, the difference in size of her body and yours, the plump of her sexy body, all of this have always made your prepubescent cock able to stay hard and cum multiple times with almost no end. She buries your moaning face in between her tits, her pussy squeezes your still-erect penis, knowing you can still do more than this. Get ready to be milked endlessly cause she is not gonna stop until she drains your balls until its completely empty.
I'm thinking of making a smut series featuring these characters.
Short plot summary:
You're a new student who moved in alone in your new apartment, starting a new semester at a new school in a new neighborhood. You meet multiple women who got sexually attracted to your innocence, where they end up having a very sexual relationship with you, making sure to satisfy your teenage sexual cravings through out your puberty.
Note: Some list of smut scenarios that I'm thinking of. You guys are free to use it if you want. If you all have any comments or any ideas I should make, do let me know.
• Hong Eunchae, Kim Chaewon, Kazuha Nakamura x Male Reader
Girlgroup: Lesserafim
Tag(s): double handjobs, blowjob, facial, dirty talk, age gap, not "matured" yet
Short summary: You, Chaewon, and Kazuha are standing up naked, Eunchae is kneeling in front of you naked, they both jerk you off in front of her face, talking dirty about how young both you and her are yet already did so much sexual stuff since they debut. Eunchae just sits there on the floor, with her cute little face being worshipped by your cock, waiting to be covered by your hot thick sperm.
• Kwon Eunbi, Sakura Miyawaki, Kim Chaewon x Male Reader
Girlgroup: IZ*ONE, Lesserafim
Tag(s): reunion, big boobs, titjobs, foursome, creampies, age gap
Short summary: Sakura and Chaewon caught you watching Eunbi's sexy waterbomb performance and decided to invite her for a small IZ*ONE reunion, while also planning to give you a surprise foursome so you can have a taste of their beloved ex group member.
Short summary: After many years being used by both Jennie and Lisa as their sex toy, you finally turn 18. You're in a high rise hotel with Jennie and Lisa after they had their Met Gala party, where they can finally have a very "mature" and "legal" sex with you after milking your cock for years behind the scenes. They assure your future prospect, promising financial and loving support as long as you provide them with lots and lots of more sperm.
Short summary: You go to the gym to train yourself so that you can make your girlfriends happier in bed, improving your stamina and strength, but Jihyo and Momo had different ideas in mind. On the side of helping you train, they tease your cock for the whole time, making you cum multiple times in the process.
• Shin Yuna, Hwang Yeji, Shin Ryujin, Lee Chaeryoung x Male Reader
Girlgroup: Itzy
Tag(s): Busted, new relationships, fivesome
Short summary: Yeji, Ryujin, and Chaeryoung caught wind of Yuna's secret relationship with you. They caught you at her dorm and decided to see what you're capable of. Surprised by your youthful penis, they proceed to play with you more. Multiple cummings later, Yuna busted them for taking away her boyfriend, but eventually joins them in milking your cock, blooming a new secret relationship.
Note: Anyone is welcome to rewrite this short smut idea of mine with better grammars and creative scenarios and longer paragraphs cause I suck at writing long scenes with dialogues and such.
Tags: Handjobs, masturbating, a bit of pain
Cum Counter: 4 times 💦
Background: You're a young male student who somehow got into a relationship with the whole Lesserafim members. They let you live in their dorm so they can "play" with you every day to relieve your stress from school and their fatigue from work.
Current Scenario: You're in your bed masturbating to Chaewon's fancam from their latest concert, where she wears her famous stage outfit that shows off her exposed waists. Chaewon comes home, gets angry as she caught you jerking off on your own 😶
You stop your stroke, she drops her bags, approaches you on the bed as she grabs your cock, squishing it to punish you, making you moan. She calls you a bad boy and decides to punish you. She starts to jerking off your cock, squishing it hard to make you squeel.
She is the type who gets angry if you're masturbating by yourself without their help. You've been having sex with them everyday, yet you're still here masturbating to their dance videos even though you have the real life version of them right over here, ready to pleasure your youthful dick and make you cum whenever you want. You've seen them naked, your dick has explored every inch of their full naked bodies, filling their bellies and pussies full of your teenage sperm, yet its not enough for you that you decided to mastrubate by yourself? 😠
Chaewon's angy talk somehow just makes you even hornier, reminding you what a lucky little lad you are for having them as your girlfriends. She quickens her strokes, until finally she makes you cum thick loads of sperm cumming out like a fountain 💦💦 dirtying her hands as she keeps jerking it all out until you calmed down.
She knows this is not enough, with her hands still grasping your cum-soiled cock, she moves her hands again, stroking your sensitive cock fast and hard, making you jump and jittering. She doesn't care, this is punishment for pleasuring yourself alone without letting them help you. She demands more sperm from you as she use your cum as a lubricant, masturbating your penis like a jackhammer with an intend to milk you dry. Get ready now 😈
Around 15 minutes later, she succesfully made you cum 💦💦💦 3 times more, consecutively with non-stop handjobs alone. Her hands still on your cock, completely covered with thick goop of sperm, flowing out of the tip. Some got into her shirt and face. You moan and stutter, overwhelmed by the constant pleasure she gave you as she smirks with her evil looking smile. You usually can cum more than this, but being forcefully milked with a strong and fast strokes with no rest? Even that could make a boy your age aching in both pain and pleasure. You really can't underestimate a kpop idol's strength.
She finally lets go of your penis, sighing in success. She plays with her cum-covered hands while admiring at how thick your sperm are, as usual. She reminds you that if you're ever feel horny, just ask for their help next time. Heck, even when they can't be there with you physically, they can still call you through your phone, accompanying you while you stroke yourself to their video call or something. They need to be at least present when you pleasuring yourself. Got it?
She flicks your penis, making you jump as you nod shyly. She sees your penis gets hard again after that flick and smiles. Conveniently, the rest of the group comes home at the right time, seeing the result of your constant milking by their leader Chaewon. Prepare yourself now, the real fun is just about to start.
What happens next? Same as any other nights; their daily orgy sex session.
Note: Anyone is welcome to rewrite this short smut idea of mine with better grammars and creative scenarios and longer paragraphs cause I suck at writing long scenes with dialogues and such.
Tags: morning routine, standing doggy, blowjob, creampie, age gap
Cum Counter: 4 times 💦
Background: You're a young male student who somehow got into a relationship with the whole Lesserafim members. They let you live in their dorm so they can "play" with you every day to relieve your stress from school and their fatigue from work.
Current Scenario: Its a Saturday morning with no school, you woke up alone in their dorm bedroom, everyone must've already gone out. You're still naked on the bed with salivas covering your morning wood, must be from the morning blowjobs they gave you while you were still asleep. You can feel they've at least made you cum once in the morning 💦
You got up and went to the kitchen to see Sakura cooking breakfast. Her hair is still a mess from last night. She wears a small simple shirt and shorts that shows her bare shoulder, waist, and thighs. Looking at her backside is enough to make your dick twitched.
You approach her from behind and give her a hug while planting your face at her bare shoulder and neck, sniffing her beautifull scent. She giggles at your morning drowsiness, "Good morning, sleepyhead", she said. You just continue feeling up her body, hands exploring her smooth skin, dick humping her butt through her shorts. She smirks at your horniness, wiggling her ass to make it more pleasurable.
You can't take it anymore. You drop her shorts, positioning your penis as you enter her pussy. She smiles, letting you fuck her in standing doggy while continue cooking as nonchalant as possible. You moan her name, she starts to moan a little, slowing down her cook and closes her eyes, her hip starts to move reactively to your rhytim. You lean forward, face on her neck and hair, hands on her tits. After a few minutes, she starts to break as well. She stops her cooking and just enjoy getting fucked by you. She moans, "Fuck... Yes... That's it... Good boy... Come here, baby...", she turns her head to face you, her hand holds your face to give you a kiss while you still fucking her pussy.
A couple of minutes later, you moan louder, she can feel you want to cum. Your lips are still locked, there is no words spoken as your eyes already says what you want to say. Your eyes says you want to cum so bad, and her eyes says that its fine, and let it all out inside her pussy. A few more strong thrust later, you cum your thick morning batter deep into her womb 💦💦💦. You both moan as she feels your thick loads filling her up, some trickling out of her. Your morning fresh cum are always the best, she thinks. You stay in that position, exchange a couple more kisses before you slowly pull out. You see your cum flows ouy of her pussy, dripping to the floor. "Satisfied?", she says with a smile. She knows you still have more cum needs to be let out, but tells you to sit at the kitchen table to wait for your breakfast.
You sit and wait, staring and enjoying the view of her bare naked butt with cum dripping down her thighs while she cooks. She finally serves you breakfast. She sits right across you as you eat your food, while she just smiles and stares at you, as you wonder why she doesn't eat.
After you finish eating, she says its her turn to have her "breakfast". She goes under the table and crawl towards you. Her face sits right in front of penis. She gobbles the head and take a quick suck, making you moan in pleasure. She sucks out the remaining sperm left in your penis from the previous cum, her warm mouth embracing your penis with her tongue licking the slit. Her hands are jerking your base and massaging your balls, pleasuring your penis with a morning blowjob after breakfast. She is tasting and gobbling it like its a 5 star meal, licking, sucking, fuck... You just sit there in your chair, lay back and enjoying a morning blowjob from kpop idol Sakura, the eldest member of Lesserafim. You caresses her head, enjoying the view of her beautiful mouth sucking on your penis.
A few moments later, she starts to quicken her pace. Her mouth and hands adds more pressure to your penis. She wants your cum so bad, she needs it. Not even a minute, you already moan her name loudly as you splurt thick loads of cum in her mouth 💦💦. She widdens her eyes, startled at the surprise then smiles after, keeps your penis inside as it still shooting out cum. Her eyes say, there there, let it all out inside her mouth.
As you finally calm down, she takes a quick suck to your sensitive penis, not wanting to miss any leftovers. She then slowly slides back and pops your penis out. Her cheeks a bit puffed from keeping all of your sperm inside her mouth as she play it around inside her, tasting it, enjoying it, before trying to swallow it all in a couple of gulps. She lets out her tongue, showing you that she swallows it all. "Thank you for the breakfast, Baby...", she says, stroking and kisses your penis head as thanks.
You wonder to yourself how lucky you are, having not one, but the whole Lesserafim group as your girlfriends, who takes care of your sexual needs everyday while you don't even have a job or a career and still go to school. You tell her of how undeserving you are and ask her how you can repay them, but she just smiles and encourages you by telling you to not worry about it too much. Just make sure to prepare lots and lots of your thick sperm for them everyday, and that's enough to repay their love.
She gives your penis kisses and licks before inviting you to take a shower together. She stands, taking off her shirt, revealing her full naked body. Your eyes widden, penis stands tall again. "A... its hard again," she says with a giggle. She grabs your penis and leads you to the bathroom.
As usual, you enjoy your morning naked shower with Sakura as she thoroughly cleans your body, and you clean hers. She takes special attention to your penis, making you cum once in the process 💦
After the shower, you dried up, ready to start your day with them.
Planning to redo this work with different scenario ⚠️
Random Short Smut (Lesserafim x Male Reader)
Idols: Miyawaki Sakura, Nakamura Kazuha, Kim Chaewon, ft. Hong Eunchae
Note: Anyone is welcome to rewrite this into a full smut cause I'm shit at writing long scenarios
Setting: You're a young male student who somehow got into a relationship with Lesserafim group. They let you live in their dorm so they can "play" with you every day to relieve your stress from school and their fatigue from work.
Currently: You're jerking off to one of your kpop idol girlfriends stage performance in the bedroom, when suddenly; Sakura, Kazuha, and Chaewon, caught you in the act. They strip your clothes off and personally give pleasure to your cock, all hands stroking your penis and massaging your balls while they french-kissing your mouth with their wet tongue. They whisper seductive words to you, punishing you for being a naughty boy that masturbates alone without their help. They're the type who'll get angry at you for jerking off alone, so now they're making sure to make you let out lots of cum until you're satisfied and empty 😩
Multiple handjobs and blowjobs, they wring your penis out until you covered their hands and faces with thick layers of cum, made you splurt more than 6 times 💦
They know you're still in your puberty age where you get horny easily but try to ask for their help whenever you're sexually frustrated, okay? They already dedicated their minds and bodies to fulfill your sexual needs almost everyday after all 🥰
Suddenly, the door opens. Eunchae just got back home late from her solo training. She pouts cause you guys have started without her. They then suggest to take a shower together to clean the mess and sweat from their hard day working at the studio.
Need help from someone that can write good pure smuts as I suck at writing lol
Plot: A young boy (N/A years old) lives on the same neighborhood as Emiru (Mid 20s), a famous streamer who is much older than him. They somehow got into a relationship as she got sexually interested to the young guy, breaking forbidden boundaries no young boys has ever experienced. After a few days getting to know him, she invites him to live together in her room so that they can "play" together whenever they want.
Since then, she gets to tease and seduce the lucky boy in any chance she gets, as she keeps flaunting her sexy body to him. She eventually helps him reaching adulthood, and everyday since then has been nothing but full sexual pleasure to the boy as she worships his small developing cock and making him cum every single day, fulfilling his young sexual needs.
She loves to cosplay, wearing vulgar revealing costumes to make him horny. She also likes to roleplay as her cosplay character, and sometimes even roleplaying as his cum-loving slutty wife/girlfriend. Sometimes, she even invites her other friends from her streaming group (i.e. Pokimane, Hyoon, Jaime, etc), giving him a one boy harem with multiple older women pleasuring him at the same time, getting a taste of a little boy's penis.
